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sallyslidesaway · 3 years ago

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Okay so I love those OTP asks, I had to restrain from basically sending you every number but your opinion on 14, 33 and 40 would be amazing.

Btw, be easy on yourself, university is bloody hard but I hope the level of work eases up for you soon <3

This is probably going to be a long one, I hope you don‘t mind. And don‘t you worry, you can ask me more if you‘d like, it‘s an intriguing way to think about their characters.

14) Who kills the spiders?

Claire. When Liam was four he had a phase where he would put all kinds of bugs and spiders and other nasty little creatures everywhere to wind his siblings up. That got her disgust with spiders pretty quickly out of her system. Never show fear of anything when you have siblings or you’ll hear that for the rest of your days. She doesn‘t flinch an eye when it comes to handling the little buggers, she grabs something heavy and keeps hitting until there‘s nothing left but a stain. Or she gets the hoover out and Damon then calls her (rightfully so) unneccessarily cruel. Doesn‘t mean that Damon can‘t kill spiders btw. He could, but being the old hippie that he is, he always tries to catch them with a jar and a piece of paper and get them out of the house and encourages the kids to do the same and show some compassion. Which for Claire is just useless because she thinks then they will end up in the house again anyway. It‘s one of those things where they have a constant, basically pointless argument about because they know very well the other won‘t change their position.

33) Who would wear “not guilty” t-shirt/ Who would wear “sin” t-shirt?

Before they made their relationship public for the first time in early 1996 they spend a few days in Iceland over New Years Eve and Claire gifted Damon as a belated Christmas present a shirt with the words „not guilty“ on it. It‘s an inside joke since Damon once accidentally knocked a candle in her flat over and nearly set the whole damn place on fire and afterwards he insisted the candle wasn‘t there before and she must have a ghost that moved it. He sticks with that story cause he‘s Damon. As he unwraps the shirt, he immediately puts it on and wears it all holiday long and later Claire sleeps in it when he‘s on tour. It sparks a never ending contest between them who can gift the other the more hideous shirt and over the years it gets absurd. There are a lot of pictures of them out there where they wear shirts with naked butts on or with tacky one-liners and secretly they both regret ever having agreed to the deal that one has to wear a new shirt at least 2 days. The one Claire is photographed in by paps one day in 2003 having the word SIN in big red letters on it definitely is one of the more harmless ones in that infamous collection.

40) Who is the fun parent/ Who is the responsible parent?

I‘m not sure if I mentioned that in the story yet or if it came through clearly enough, if not I have to take care of that soon, but even if it may appear different, there is a clear division of responsibilities between them. Both are super busy but since Damon‘s away more often, Claire is left with most of the everyday stuff. She’s definitely the more responsible one, partly because someone’s gotta do it, partly because it’s her character. If you look at her growing up and her relationship to her brothers you can see that she’s always been a responsible person for others, not necessarily for herself though. She chose to work less so she could concentrate more on doing a good job with the kids (and let‘s face it, mostly it‘s the woman giving up her career at least partially) and therefore she‘s the one handling everything most of the time, making sure they grow up to be capable adults. That means she‘s taking care of them in the best way she can, but she’s also scolding them when they fuck up. And since Damon’s so laid-back most times she sometimes falls into the bad cop role without really wanting that. Damons relaxed parenting style really shines though when Claire loses her patience and especially when she’s breaking up the fights between the kids and she sometimes tends to come to one‘s defense more than to the other‘s. It‘s him handling the situation then. She‘s not a flawless mum oc and Damon is very well of her tendency to beat herself up over that. He always tells her that she‘s doing a great job and that she‘s doing it in a way he never could. Damon is the softer, more indulgent one of them two. Even when he knows he probably should be stricter, it’s not in his nature to do so. He can really tap into the childlike side of himself and treat the kids in a way that Claire wouldn‘t ever be able to and she‘s sometimes a bit envious of that. He loves to watch them make music or making music with them or to go outside and kick a ball around or he lets them help him in the kitchen when he’s cooking. They sing together and imagine stories and stuff. He‘s endlessly patient with them. Often enough he’s the accomplice in their shenanigans. He knows a thousand ways to cheer them up or comfort them when they‘re upset and he‘s eager to always let them know he‘s going to be there when they need him. When he’s on tour, the daily call is a sacred ritual, even if its just 5 minutes. That of course is grounded in his fear not to be there enough due to his job and his guilty conscious of leaving so often and so long. When he’s home, he makes sure he’s present. And he‘s actually the one going to the teacher-parent conferences because he wants to keep informed about their school and Claire hates going anyway. He bakes cakes for school events,making a mess out of the kitchen with the kids and since neither of them can be arsed to clean up afterwards, Claire’s mostly the one doing it. They are both very much shaped by the way they were brought up themselves. He’s been growing up with artists parents who raised him and his sister pretty laissez-faire and Claire’s had a stricter upbringing (being traditional working class, being catholic, being the only girl, being a troublemaker as a teenager). And she‘s Irish after all. My gran was from Ireland and that woman could terrify the living shit out of me with just one glance and don’t you think for a second think Peggy’s been any different and wouldn’t have passed that on. Claire enforces the rules if she has to and therefore often is the more „unpopular“ one of them two, but she‘s also the one the kids go to when there‘s a problem to solve, a call to make etc. Damon is the one you go to if you want to get easy permission to do something, he‘s the one to confess to first if you‘ve done anything wrong so he can help you out. But even if their approach is different, they have the same values to give their kids. At the end of the day, they are on the same team.

Okay, that was longer than I expected fml but it was fun! I thought about this questions all day, Best procrastination ever

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triviareads · 3 years ago

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I know nobody wants to hear about Penelope anymore but I want to get my two cents in. I never really cared much for her so I‘m not like one of her Stans or whatever, I feel like she should’ve faced more consequences for the whole Whistledown-thing. But about what she did in the show: It was bad like real bad and definitly could‘ve been solved differently but like Marina did not have the moral highground here. I get that she was pregnant and desperate because of her reputation. It was life and death but Marina could‘ve married some old dude who wouldn‘t care about the baby. Instead she uses Colin. Colin did not deserve to be deceived like that. He was nothing but nice to her and she used that against him. That was an awful thing to do. But I‘ll give her one thing it was understandable. Who wouldn‘t rather have the sweet young man instead of some old creep?

And here is where I come to Penelope. One thing I will say in her favor is that I understand why she didn‘t want Marina and Colin to marry. Not just because she is in love with him but also because she likes the Bridgertons. Eloise is her friend fo heaven‘s sake so I didn‘t find it too bad that she didn‘t want them to marry. She also did try to tell Colin that Marina was in love with someone else, to protect Marina from ruin and well stop them from marrying. Didn‘t work. And here comes where my opinion kinda differs from yours. I watched the show before I read the books but to me it seemed like Penelope did what she did not because of Colin but because of what Marina said to her. I honestly believe if that hadn‘t happened Penelope would‘ve kept quiet. I see a lot of people saying what Marina told her was the truth and yes it probably was but the way she said it well…. It was not nice. Penelope had up to that point been Marinas only friend and ally. I believe she felt betrayed by being dimissed like that. And that‘s what Marina did she dismissed Penelope and not even in a nice way. She basically didn‘t care for what Penelope had to say. I‘m not saying she had to say yes I won‘t marry him but like a litte more explanation and empathy and that she is sorry something like that would’ve been nice. I understood why Penelope was mad at her after that.

What Penelope did was awful. It was mean, petty and vindictive and she could‘ve done it in another way. She could‘ve gone straight to Colin/Violet/Anthony and tell them in private. But she didn‘t. Instead she printed it out for all to see. And the one thing that really stuck with me is that they way she did it was so stupid it couldn‘t have been like a real plan where she was like I want to destroy her but like something you didn‘t wholly think through. Because in the process of ruining Marina she ruins her entire family (herself included!). Everyone could‘ve known that would happen yet she did it anyway. The only reason why the Featheringtons surrived this is because of Daphne and the death of Mr. Featherington (since everyone feels bad now). Two things Penelope could‘ve not predicted at that point of time. I believe it was a splitsecond decision and here is were I kinda get it. Sometimes you make a really stupid mistake that hurt a lot of people and you can‘t take it back but it all comes to how you act after what happened. In my eyes Penelope can still be redeemed if they show that she truly regrets it and tries to make amends.

We have not seen much regret from her in season 1 but to be fair we are not supposed to know she is Whisteldown at that point so I can imagine that we might see something next season. If they go the same route as they did in the books where everyone pretends it‘s not a big deal than she is every bit as awful as you say she is. I for one am really curious for what is to come there. I honestly think they might can make her interesting because in the books she was just not.

And sidenote: No matter if they make Penelope take responsibility or not there is NO WAY the will keep the Marina Plotline, at least not the way it went down. If they come this far they will make Marina die from an illness or an accident. Phillips and her marriage will not be a loving one but one with friendship (because this is a romance show and you can only have one true love here). Even if they redeem Penelope I feel like more or less driving someone into suicide is a lot, especially if she is a good person again. Because no decent person I know could ever forgive themselves for that no matter how much they tried to make amends and regret what happened.

Thank you for taking the time to write all that out! I think your opinions differ a bit from mine, but I won't get too into it, mostly because I've posted my views on the subject in great detail in the past. Also, people ("stans") seem to love policing what I have to say on Penelope, and it's quite frankly getting exhausting, and a bit vulgar.

I guess the big question is, where do we go from here? There are certain givens in this series that we know, namely, that Penelope will end up with Colin. I think if the writers want people like me to root for Penelope once more, and like her as a person, they'll have to give Penelope some grand realization that she's fucking with people's lives as Whistledown, and then try to atone for her mistakes. Her work as Lady Whistledown is only a girlboss-esque triumph as long as the readers/viewers are convinced the people she writes about are horrible and deserved every rumor she spreads about them to her enormous audience- which they aren't, and therefore don't. Daphne is her target at some point, so is Colin indirectly, and of course Marina. So Penelope will need to understand that, in my opinion.

I would like her to beg Marina for her forgiveness, and whether Marina gives it or not will be entirely up to her and based on however decent (or not so decent, like book!Marina's circumstances when she struggles with depression) her circumstances are at that point in the story. I would also like Marina to not die to advance another white woman's love story.

#bridgerton #penelope featherington #marina thompson #ask

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kyouxa · 4 years ago

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Diabolik lovers Chaos Lineage: Shu Sakamaki (Story 15)

In terms of the gameplay: The black choices lead up to a bad ending, the white choices lead up to a good ending. Please no reposting onto other sites, ask me before translating this into another language too!

Place: Scarlet mansion — Living room

Shu: I’m going to be the one ending this idiotic battle right now… !

Kino: It doesn’t matter if your younger brothers suddenly got their memories back or not, the situation won’t change anyway.

Isn‘t it already taking up all your strength to merely stand up with this magical spell on? How do you even think of fighting me in those circumstances?

Yui: (The magical barrier spell… this might really put Shu-san in a huge disadvantage right now)

(However, in this case Shu-san will undoubtedly… !)

Choices

1) Don’t worry, we’ll stay behind (white) ♡ ♡ ♡

2) Everyone’s going to be okay back here! (black)

— Don’t worry, we’ll stay behind♡

Yui: Don‘t worry Shu-san, we’ll stay behind you!

Subaru: Even if he might come up with a trick again, I’ll be there to have your back!

Ayato: Wrong! Yours truly would be the only one making a counterattack without fail!

Subaru: Hah!? Are you trying to complain about my plan!?

Laito: Ah, yes, yes. I don’t mind either of you supporting, as long as you actually help out.

Shu: Fufu… it’s surely not bad to hear you all being worried about me.

— Everyone’s going to be okay back here!

Yui: Shu-san! Now that everyone has their memories back, you can go against him problem-free!

Ayato: No need to worry about me here! Just keep fighting with all your strength!

Kanato: That‘s right. If you won’t be able to finish him off, I‘ll be the one to stab him with a fork and make fondue out of him in the end.

Reiji: Stop this. You will end up getting food poisoned after that.

Yui: (T-That‘s not even the real problem here!)

Shu: For real… those guys aren’t feeling nervous at all. However, I might end up being able to concentrate better knowing that.

end Choices

Kino: Every last one of you, you’re all seriously pissing me off!

*Kino throws dagger*

Shu: Ngh!

Kino: Hahaha! You can do no more than open your mouth anymore. With all your remaining strength you even tried removing the daggers I stabbed you with!

Shu: Yes… I was only waiting for this. Like this I have a weapon in order to throw it if I have to shut you up.

Further than that… I won’t let you have your desired ways any longer… !

*Shu throws dagger*

Kino: Agh!

*Shu runs to Kino*

Shu: Aghhh!

Kino: Kch!

Yui: (Shu-san tried slashing him with his sword!? They both ended up crossing swords with each other, it seems as if neither of them will give up…)

Kino: Nn, aghhh… !

Shu: While having this barrier around me… you didn’t get closer to me, because it would affect you too if you did, right?

If I caught up to you, you‘d have to experience the equal conditions as I am!

Kino: Kch… Ngh… just because you’re the eldest… doesn’t mean you’ve got the right to go back to your spoiled home...

I will never… lose to some cheap guy like you are...

Shu: ...I’ve got not a single idea of how you’ve lived your life until now. Neither am I interested in it, but...

I, myself, have also lived a life filled with regret until now—

But I won‘t give up on moving on so easily!

*Shu stabs Kino*

Kino: Aghhhh!

*Shu broke free*

Yui: The barrier is gone… !

Reiji: It appears as if the blockade could not bear the power of both of your strengths suddenly colliding.

Kino: Ngh… Kch…

Yui: (Nn, Kino-kun kneed down…)

Shu: This match has officially ended.

— Your Status (Black)

Place: Scarlet mansion — Living room

Yui: (At last the point of his sword captured Kino-kun)

(It‘s finally over. I’m really happy… that it’s done with this)

Reiji: ….. ? Does it smell burnt? No way—

Yui: Eh?

(Nn, h-he‘s lying… !)

No... the mansion is seriously burning… !

Ayato: Hah!? What does this mean!?

Kino: Maybe this is the work of those guys from the other families.

They set the fire in order to bury each and every one currently staying inside this mansion.

Yui: Such...

Kino: Hahaha! Serves you right! Now that all you beloved siblings are together in here, you might as well end up committing a family suicide!

Bye!

*Kino runs off*

Ayato: Don’t run away! Fuck, that guy… even at the end he got his righteousness.

Subaru: Hey, leaving him aside, we also somehow need to get out of here!

Reiji: We will leave this place this instant as well!

Kanato: Before that, go ahead and untie us from these ropes already!

Laito: Like this we wouldn’t be able to flee, even if we wanted to run away!

Shu: I know! Just stay still while I untie you from it.

Yui: I will help out too!

Place: Scarlet mansion — Hallway

Kanato: ….. !? The corridor is already covered in a sea of flames too… !?

Reiji: If we run through this etage in one go, we will be able to make it outside in time.

*they start running*

Shu: ….. !

Yui: Shu-san? What’s wrong?

Shu: I can’t go… not when I know Yuma is still inside here!

Yui: (..... ! He‘s right… we can’t leave Yuma-kun, who’s still laying in his room, behind like that…)

Shu: You must go ahead and escape with Reiji and the others together!

Yui: Shu-san!

*Shu runs off*

Yui: (I can‘t possibly let Shu-san go around alone as injured as that!)

I will go in there too… !

Reiji: Ngh… wait, both of you!

*ceiling collapses*

Reiji: ….. ! The roof tile… I cannot go any further anymore… !

Shu: Haa… Haa… shit, the flames are spreading way too fast… !

Ngh…

*Shu leans against wall*

Shu: Fuck… the wounds he made me suffer with are...

Yui: Shu-san!

Shu: ….. ! You, why are you… didn’t I tell you to go ahead with the others earlier!?

Yui: Even if you told me so, do you really think I’d be able to leave you alone in this sort of tough situation!? What if you may get burned… !?

Shu: You’re wrong… as for this...

Yui: (..... ! The wounds Kino-kun gave him in the fight started to bleed again...)

Shu-san… it’s completely absurd going through this with these wounds…

Shu: I’m a vampire, so I’m fine. I’d be able to simply survive this with my body, while you wouldn’t.

That’s why you should escape from here as long as you still can.

You know that I don’t want to lose anyone right in front of my eyes ever again… !

Yui: Shu-san...

After all, I… I‘m completely useless and can‘t do anything without you too, Shu-san...

So please hold onto my shoulder! Let‘s go in and get Yuma-kun out there together!

Shu: You...

Yui: You promised that we‘d never get separated again, didn’t you? We’ll go through this together, right?

Shu: Yes… you’re right.

Yui: Let’s go and get out of this house with everyone together then!

(The room Yuma-kun is laying in is nearby now… we need to get in there quickly)

Ahem... Ahem...

(Breathing is getting harder… but Yuma-kun is right on the other side of the door before us…)

*Yui opens door*

Yui: (It’s open! Yuma-kun!)

Shu: I’ll definitely...

Yui: Eh?

Shu: I’ll definitely never leave your side. After all, you’ll always stay near me… don’t forget that.

Yui: O-Of course. Why would I suddenly—

*ceiling collapses*

Yui: (The ceiling… the roof tiles are falling down!?)

Kyaaaaaaa!

Shu: ...Don’t worry. I promised it to you. I’ll protect you no matter what.

↳ Labyrinth END

— Your Status (White)

Place: Scarlet mansion — Living room

Kino: ...Nn! This is not over yet… kch.

Shu: You can‘t even stand properly anymore. Even if you did try moving any further, this sword would immediately pierce through your body.

Getting injured by one would only cause vampires to receive a fatal wound. But it‘s different if it goes through your heart.

Kino: ...Shit...

...I‘ve been defeated.

Yui: Kino-kun...

Ayato: Hooray! Shu won!

Subaru: Geez, what a way to make someone feel nervous.

Reiji: ...Well done.

Yui: (Shu-san… he won. We‘re safe now)

(I actually want to run up to him right away. But, for now—)

Shu-san… you were really cool out there.

Shu: ...I wasn‘t particularly trying to look like that.

It‘s only important to me that you‘re safe now.

Yui: Yes… thank you.

Monologue

We finally tied up Kino-kun, and he surprisingly didn‘t even try resisting.

While I was giving Shu-san some brief medical treatment, Reiji-san started to untie Ayato-kun and the others.

After finishing doing so, we decided to once again surrender Kino-kun and interrogate him about this situation.

But as we did that—

We figured he didn‘t know anything either.

Place: Scarlet mansion — Living room

Shu: Does that seriously mean you‘re not the responsible one who made up this world?

Kino: ...It‘s pretty different from that. But it was honestly quite funny to pretend being the mastermind and have you believe it.

I used to be no different from you guys. I was merely another victim who was brought along to this place.

If I was already stuck in this situation, why not use it as an advantage then?

Subaru: Looks like he‘s not the mastermind… but can we actually believe that guy‘s not lying to us?

Laito: He‘d get nowhere even if he was lying to us right now, wouldn‘t he?

Yui: Yes… it feels as even if he really was the mastermind who set up all of this, he probably wouldn‘t get arrested by us this easily.

Ayato: But you know, didn‘t he say he knew details about us beforehand already? Isn‘t this our first real meeting with him?

Even after my memories came back to me, this guy‘s still a mystery to me.

Yui: You‘re right… if Kino-kun really experienced the same as we did, wouldn‘t that mean his memories must‘ve gone insane too?

How have you returned to normal before tonight?

Kino: Why don‘t you search through my pocket and look for yourself?

Yui: Your pocket?

Reiji: Pardon me… this is...

Yui: ...Your smartphone?

Kino: I‘ll explain it to you. At the beginning I was the complete same as you guys, I‘ve lost all of my memories.

It wouldn‘t give me a signal at first, so I merely started playing around with it every now and then until I discovered something.

With the information I discovered, I was therefore able to get back to my usual self.

Yui: Eh, but despite that being our first meeting you seem to be really well informed about Shu-san‘s brothers and even Carla-san‘s sibling...

Kino: Yes, I was in fact planning on killing everyone here from the very beginning. For that reason I already did my preliminary investigation.

Subaru: That guy, he‘s really the most outrageous person I‘ve ever met...

Wouldn‘t it be better to get rid of him either way then?

Yui: Ah, please calm down.

Reiji: Well, you may be the same as us and not the main cause of this project… but does that therefore truly mean you are merely another participator in this game?

Kino: That summons it up nicely. It‘s exactly as you said. I‘m not the game master. I‘m just another player in this.

Ayato: Tch, what the? That doesn‘t make sense.

Kanato: It honestly doesn‘t matter anymore. If he continues irritating me, I‘ll simply cut him into pieces.

Yui: Ah, calm down!

(If Kino-kun is without doubt not the one causing everyone to lose their memories and lose their minds, who else is it… ?)

(I do have the feeling as if he has no reason to lie now that we‘re close to finishing this game… if so, who‘s the real mastermind?)

Kino: I‘m satisfied, you know. If you want to kill me, why not do it now?

Shu: ...I have no intention of doing that.

Ayato: Hah!? Why not!?

Subaru: Wasn‘t he the one who tried killing all of us!?

Kanato: If we leave him alone, he might go ahead and decide to do something again.

Laito: Wouldn‘t it honestly be better if we settle things now before he might go off trying to attack us again?

Shu: ...That‘s not the end of this talk yet. He has been in the same position as we were the entire time after all.

He surely had no intention of being manipulated, and only wanted to have his wish granted by that old man himself.

Just a little while ago, even we had similar thoughts. Someone killing somebody else wouldn‘t have been a surprise at this point.

Ayato: That‘s… um...

Shu: It would be wrong dealing with this guy. If we seriously want to bring this all to an end, we first of all have to grab our old man by the nape of his neck.

Laito: By any means, I‘m not willing to take this guy along.

But well, if our older brother decides to do so, I won‘t protest against it.

Subaru: Tch… I‘d be more refreshed if he died.

Yui: Shu-san...

Shu: Moreover, it doesn‘t matter if you hate each other by now.

Yui: I agree… it‘s now all about stopping brothers from trying to kill each other.

Shu: Exactly. It would get even more troublesome if we didn‘t… so we have to do this.

Reiji: We are having a poor endgame, as usual.

However, I do approve your opinion on this matter this time.

Shu: Heh, how rare. So miracles do happen.

Reiji: It appears like that. Be careful in case you bump into another one in the future.

Yui: (It really feels as if the tie between Shu-san and him has sort of untied itself for the first time in a while…)

Shu: ...What‘s it? What are you smiling for?

Yui: Don‘t worry, it‘s nothing to be concerned about.

(There actually were a lot of things I was able to smile about, despite being in this awful situation)

(It kind of feels as if everyone gained something out of being here… I almost have a certain feeling about that)

Kino: Haa… we haven‘t achieved anything.

Your face looks as if this case is closed for you, but the fight for becoming the supreme ruler isn‘t done yet, you know?

Yui: Nn, I know. The killing will only stop once all of them have their memories back… !

Laito: Have them regain their memories, hm? I should know since I was staying in the same mansion, but Carla doesn‘t even seem as if he wants to regain them.

In order to become the king, he even said he would kill his own siblings if it was necessary.

Kanato: Ruki wouldn‘t bother listening to us either. This man had such unpleasant manners of speaking, except when asking about the goal he has.

Shu: It‘s almost kind of a miracle these guys haven‘t even experienced their memories coming back even slightly. It might be difficult to get those guys out of here like that.

Reiji: They would have to come hither. Perhaps if we could persuade all of them, we could come up with a profitable plan...

Yui: Well then, why don‘t we try that… ?

Kino: Ahha, you‘re dawdling… as if they‘re indecisive people coming upon request like you guys.

Ayato: Hah!? What was that!?

Yui: Ayato-kun, calm down!

Kino-kun, do you know what we could do next then?

Kino: I do. Unlike you, I straightforwardly collected information about this place.

Those would be the results of my own investigations, but this surely must be a space created by someone. It seems to be a miniature garden that‘s built by magical powers.

Subaru: Miniature garden… ?

Yui: If I got this right, then this is supposed to be a closed space? Does that mean it‘s impossible to get out of here… ?

Kino: It would seem like it.

Kanato: This is not funny if it‘s supposed to be a joke. I certainly have no intention of overstaying longer in this space, and I will reject staying here.

Kino: I‘m probably not able to endure a life with only some sort of half-baked entertainment either. Therefore I‘m willing to tell you something.

We participated in this game in order to have a king being chosen. If so, there clearly must be some sort of method to get out of here, don‘t you think?

Yui: Nn, does that really mean there must be a way to get out of here?

Kino: I‘d say so. Only if my predictions are right, that is.

Shu: And what sort of method did you think of?

Kino: ...The legend of the sleeping beauty.

Yui: Eh… ?

Kino: The sleeping princess must be awaken with a kiss. Did you already forget about this legend?

Yui: I do remember it… but how is this supposed to help us?

Kino: Who knows? I might‘ve just looked too deep into it.

Yui: S-Such...

(The legend of the sleeping princess? Does he really mean the way the sleeping Eve was supposed to be woken up in the church?)

(If that‘s true, it‘s definitely worth investigating)

Shu: The sleeping princess… she was sleeping in the church, and supposed to be awaken with a kiss—

...Hey, we‘re heading to the church right away. Just you and me.

Yui: Eh, why so suddenly?

Shu: I think I‘ve came up with an idea. Reiji, I‘ll entrust these guys to you once again.

Reiji: Understood. Please be careful on your way there.

Shu: Let‘s go!

Yui: Y-Yes!

Place: Church — Inside

Yui: (This place has a calm atmosphere. It somehow feels as if it only has this sort of special feeling in here)

Shu: So this is the church...

Yui: Ah, this is the first time you‘ve come inside here, right? I mean, this is only the second time I came to this place too.

After I woke up in this world, everything started...

Shu: I know you already told me about that, but nobody woke you up with a kiss, right?

Yui: A-As I said, nobody did that. I woke up naturally, and after I did that Reiji-san and everyone else rushed in.

Shu: If that‘s the case, I‘ll immediately try out the value of your words.

Say, if all of us really had fake memories planted in our heads, and all of this only in order to have someone become the supreme ruler.

If it‘s really like that, wouldn‘t you say that‘s unnatural?

Yui: Eh? What exactly is unnatural?

Shu: If everything in this world was set up to be fake, why create a legend about a sleeping princess as a necessary motive?

Yui: Talking about this… how come people are able to fight for the supreme ruler position without even knowing this story?

There must be a specific reason for everyone to have transplanted these sorts of memories in their minds.

Shu: It was said that Eve would be sleeping in this church, and could only wake up by a kiss.

What if all of this is supposed to merely be a bad dream we have to wake up from like this?

Yui: Ah… !

Shu: It‘s worth trying it out. We have no choice but to try this method in order to get out of this place.

Yui: No, you‘re right… we won‘t be able to know for sure unless we try it out.

It‘s just as Kino-kun told us. The one who became the supreme ruler also became Adam… this is merely another fight to question if Adam and Eve will stay together.

As long as we can prove that the both of us were able to stay together, we will undoubtedly be able to end this fight.

Shu: If so, let‘s wake up.

*Shu comes closer*

Yui: (I can clearly see my reflection in Shu-san‘s eyes)

(He seriously has tender eyes… I can tell how loveable he is only by looking at his eyes—)

Shu: ...There‘s no particular need for soliloquy anymore. You‘re the only one able to hear me saying this after all.

Yui: Eh?

Shu: The role and responsibilities I bear as the eldest son, they‘ve been gravely troublesome to accept.

However, my body seemed as if it indelibly ingrained the fact that my way of life is for me to protect them as eldest brother.

I must‘ve understood it ever since I came here.

Good grief, how troublesome. It was awfully tiresome and difficult to protect them, although they gave off quite the speech.

Yui: That must‘ve been because Shu-san has a strong sense of responsibility. You tried to manage all of this by yourself.

But I‘m greatly willing to carry half of the burden you‘ve carried with you. From now on, the whole time...

*Shu blushes*

Shu: What, is this supposed to be a proposal? Isn‘t that kind of a thing supposed to come from the man?

Yui: Fufu… you can still say it.

Shu: Unless you tell me to do so, I‘d never let myself get separated from you either.

Continue staying near me after this. Whatever happens, come along with me.

Yui: Yes, of course… Shu-san.

Shu: Promise it… Yui.

*Shu kisses Yui*

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yuuimagines · 5 years ago

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Stray Kids in Hogwarts

Kim Woojin

House: Hufflepuff

Blood: Muggle Born

Year: Sixth year

Quidditch: Keeper

Extra information:

* Everybody in his family was so surprised

* How‘s it possible that only their youngest child is a wizard?

* But he was still very excited!

* Since he‘s the youngest in his family it confused him even more when he found out that he‘s the oldest one of the first graders—

* The first few years he was enjoying life and doing everything he wanted

* But after the fourth year he was like the mom of the dorm

* ”OMG NO DON‘T GO THERE ARE YOU CRAZY“

* Very wise to the younger ones

* ”Never, I say NEVER piss Snape of. He‘ll remember your face for the next decades and mistreat your children if he needs to I swear“

* Is friends with Chan

Bang Chan

House: Gryffindor

Blood: Pure Blood

Year: Seventh year

Quidditch: Team Captain/ Beater

Extra information:

* This boy was very sad :(

* Even though he was surrounded by great wizards and witches he felt so lonely and just not in the right place

* He often asked himself if he‘s on the right path and got lost at some point

* But then Changbin got his letter, in the end even Jisung did

* So little Chris was happy since he finally had some real friends and people to depend on

* In the Quidditch team since day one

* After Jackson, the previous team captain, graduated everybody voted for him to be the next

* I feel like he wouldn‘t be the type of Beater to constantly attack the enemies

* He would be the type to protect his own team mates rather than attacking

* Funfact: The sorting hat originally wanted him to be in Hufflepuff

* I think Chris would enjoy Dark Arts a lot just because it‘s Dark Arts whoooooo

Lee Minho

House: Slytherin

Blood: Pure Blood

Year: Fifth year

Quidditch: Chaser

Extra information:

* Minho lives in constant fear as the Chaser tbh

* Would be mean to everybody at first because he felt like he needed to fulfill the stereotype of a Slytherin? After some time he was like well huh that was stupid

* Has a lot of experience because his family always teaches him little spells

* He HATES Defence against the Dark Arts SO MUCH

* ”When I do Dark Arts by myself I don’t need to defend myself cuz my spells are so lit?“

* Goofs around and pretends to be bad sometimes but he‘s actually one of the best wizards in Slytherin

* He is whipped for your cat, so if you‘re a Slytherin and own a cat expect finding this boy in the middle of the night with every single cat doing some kind of ritual—

Seo Changbin

House: Gryffindor

Blood: Pure Blood

Year: Fourth year

Quidditch: Chaser

Extra information:

* So Changbin was always interested in the Muggle‘s lifes

* He would go up to Woojin or somebody with at least a little bit of knowledge and ask them a million questions

* ”Why do you guys need electricity? Couldn‘t you just use—“

* ”NO THEY CAN‘T CHANGBIN, THEY DON‘T HAVE WANDS TO HEAT THEIR FOOD“

* ”And cars?? I swear that‘s the most useless thing when they would just use teleportation methods like—“

* ”SEO CHANGBIN“

* He looks intimidating but he‘s a soft boi and would like to be friends with you uwu

* Changbin being a chaser would Seungmin drive crazy I swear

* ”Slytherin has the Quaff— Wait no, Gryffindor‘s Chaser Changbin just— Oh wow Slytherin‘s Minho had a great technique to— CHANGBIN HAS THE QUAFFLE AGAIN, JUST FINALLY SCORE THE POINTS JESUS CHRIST“

Hwang Hyunjin

House: Slytherin

Blood: Muggle born

Year: Third year

Quidditch: Seeker

Extra information:

* So I wanted to make Jinie‘s story a bit more attached to reality

* You may think: A Muggle born in Slytherin? Well that‘s ironic— AND I KNOW JUST PLEASE LISTEN TO ME

* So on the Hogwarts Express he told some people his parents are Muggles and basically what happened was a lot of harassment from just a few people

* Stuff like ”What is he doing here?“ ”Somebody like him won‘t be a great wizard“ or ”I bet he‘s no clue about ANYTHING. How cute to think that he‘ll make it“

* Hyunjin‘s blood was boiling. He wanted to prove them wrong, he wanted to show the best side of him that he could

* So the sorting hat was like ”Slytherin will make you stronger“ and ”You will make them regret everything they said behind your back“

* And Quidditch was the way to go

* So he learned a lot of things from books and eventually made it into the team as the Seeker

* After winning a match he got the ALL THE GIRLS AND BOYS

* Everybody‘s crush

* Hated Jisung at first because he was also a Seeker and Gryffindor won that day

* ”Maybe you should just finally catch the Golden Snitch, maybe you would win then lol“

* ”Well maybe you should study more, maybe you wouldn‘t fail all your exams then“

Han Jisung

House: Gryffindor

Blood: Half Blood (Mother Witch, Father Muggle)

Year: Third year

Quidditch: Seeker

Extra information:

* Imagine Fred and George Weasley being one person

* That‘s this boy

* Probably owns the map of mischief and he uses it ALL THE TIME

* When he isn‘t Gryffindor‘s fantastic Seeker he comments the Quidditch games

* AND HE IS ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS

* Like;; he would be so biased? And always making jokes, cursing and then censoring himself after Seungmin hits the back of his head—

* This would honestly be a big commercial for Gryffindor

* Because he very proud

* THIS BOY IS AFRAID OF SNAPE AND DEFENCE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS OMG

* He would rather die than going to this lessons oh boi

* He was already friends with Changbin and Chan when he wasn‘t attending Hogwarts

* When the sorting hat screamed GRYFFINDORRRRR Chan and Changbin were screaming and applauding like crazy

* Since they also play Quidditch and everybody knew this trio they got the name 3RACHA

* Most chaotic Seeker in history I swear

Lee Felix

House: Hufflepuff

Blood: Half Blood (Mother witch, father Muggle)

Year: Third year

Quidditch: Seeker

Extra information:

* This boy might be the most serious one (as many legends say) BUT he is still in Hufflepuff because my heart tells me yes in tiny font

* With Lee Felix as Hufflepuff‘s Seeker they actually have a chance because this boy‘s GOOD

* Felix also has a big heart for magical creatures

* Everybody wanted to have him in his own house since he helped everyone on the way to Hogwarts with their pets, luggage etc.

* His parents supported him so much and thought of everything while packing and buying his books

* Hates the house‘s stereotypes so much and wants to break them as good as possible

Kim Seungmin

House: Ravenclaw

Blood: Pure Blood

Year: Third year

Quidditch: /

Extra information:

* We all knew he was a Ravenclaw the second we saw him, ok!?

* He is already used to the whole magical world from his family

* So he wasn‘t really surprised when the letter from Hogwarts arrived

* Teaches Jeongin a lot of things about magic

* Let‘s be real, guys: HE WOULD THINK THAT MRS. TRELAWNEY‘S LESSONS ARE PURE BULLSHI—

* Like;; he would go to several people (maybe Jisung the most skskskks) and tell them that it‘s the Most useless form of magic

* He doesn‘t play Quidditch

* Cuz this boy‘s smart and doesn‘t let himself beat up

* But he goes to the matches anyways to watch over his friends

* Aka he needs to be there because he comments the gameplay

* (The only one who takes commenting the game serious and doesn‘t get scolded)

* Buys a lot of stuff to prank the guys with in Hogsmeade

Yang Jeongin

House: Ravenclaw

Blood: Half Blood (Mother Muggle, Father Wizard)

Year: First year

Quidditch: Beater

Extra information:

* OK SO LISTEN

* Since he lived in the Muggle World and his father never told him enough about magical stuff he never knew much about being a wizard

* So when he first came to Hogwarts his HE WAS EXCITED

* That‘s why everybody thought he was so CUTE

* Became everybody’s baby in seconds

* This boy is a proud Ravenclaw

* The moment Jeongin was first on a broom every knew: This boy will play Quidditch like a god and laugh every time the Bludgers hit the enemies

* He met Seungmin on the Ravenclaw table after the sorting hat did his job

* He counts the days until he can go to Hogsmeade

* Calls the older students dump when they make mistakes as a joke

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A/N: OMG DID YOU GUYS SEE SEUNGMIN, JEONGIN AND JISUNG IN THEIR HOGWARTS CAPES? I ALWAYS KNEW JISUNG WAS A GRYFFINDOR HAAAAA

Also, English isn‘t my first language. I had to look up a lot of things because I read the books in German. So I‘m really sorry if something isn‘t right? Just tell me skshskwv

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bigskydreaming · 4 years ago

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Going through some old pages on the wiki I keep for my projects (can not more highly recommend building a private wiki site for yourself if you’re a writer with a ton of different or extensive projects. Soooo helpful at keeping me organized).

Anyway, came across this old short story I wrote set in the days of the Holy Wars from the Citadel ‘verse I was talking about a couple weeks ago, that was the original setting for what became By Lost Ways. Tossing it out there in case anyone wants a read. Its fairly short and is a glimpse at the future gods of Night and Day from that ‘verse, Adana and Reyus. *Shrugs*

Even Heaven Can Break

“God is dead.” Nerrick sighed and pulled off his glasses, mopping at them again with his now wrinkled shirt front. It wasn’t as though he held any great hopes that clearer vision might give him any further insight into the utterly inscrutable - and likely insane - young woman sitting across the table from him. He‘d already tested that theory and found it lacking. It simply gave him something to do. An ever so slight distraction from the roundabout circles they‘d been engaged in since - what was it now? Some six hours past?

“Yes,” he heaved, long past the point of trying to disguise his weariness. “You’ve said as much, multiple times. I don’t suppose you’d care to elaborate?” The girl - and she was nothing more than a girl, no matter what foolish superstitions she’d inspired amongst the lower classes - smiled again that same enigmatic smile that half made him wish he was a man more inclined to act on violent urges.

“God is dead,” she repeated with a small, careless shrug. “It seems a fairly straightforward statement of fact. I’m confused as to what more you expect me to say on the matter, Sir Magistrate.” His back molars ground together audibly. His patience maintained only by the constant vigilance of his temper. Nerrick reminded himself, not for the first time that morning, that he was a man noted for his restraint, his even temperament and unemotional dedication to justice. He was not about to be bested in a contest of wills by some ignorant, backwoods child, in his own prison.

The small dank room stank of mildew and rot, not to say anything of the havoc the dim torchlight was wreaking upon his fragile eyesight. Only his own personal ethics kept him from abandoning the girl to a more permanent exile in the deeper catacombs, an option that grew more appealing by the moment.

But as long as the possibility remained that she was merely repeating some heretical pagan belief, unaware of the repercussions her words had upon more civilized folk, he could not in good conscience treat her as just another rabble-rouser. Or, the Citadel guard against, condemn her to a space in the asylums, no matter how mad she seemed. Sitting comfortably three levels below the surface of the great granite and steel prison as though she were some grand lady awaiting tea in her parlor. . “Perhaps you speak of another god unknown to me,” Nerrick conceded gracefully. The wooden chair, almost entirely rotted through, creaked ominously beneath him as he shifted his weight, but God above, even his ass was falling asleep. Still she remained poised, back ramrod straight and never shifting those dark, pupil-less eyes from his. He was a man of reason and science and knew the unnerving Berut eyes to be nothing more than an unfortunate physical trait of her people, but it was easy enough to see how they’d gained their reputation for witchcraft and beguilement. Only the sternest of wills kept his gaze locked with hers. “I admit to being unfamiliar with all the customs of your people, and perhaps we speak of two entirely separate entities. The God of my people is eternal. He created everything we know, and much else besides, and He will endure when all else has turned to dust. He can not die.” “No.” Still she smiled. “There is only one God. In this, my people believe much the same as you. But you speak of faith, things that you can not know but believe to be true. I speak of fact. God is dead. This I know.” He tried reason. “God is the creator of all, and has no peer. If you admit this to be true yourself, then how can God possibly die?” She shrugged again. “Perhaps he willed himself to die. One can imagine eternity might grow tiresome after a time.” Nerrick could almost agree with that sentiment, as for a moment, he entertained the blasphemous thought that even God could be moved to suicide after sufficient time spent with this wretched creature. He dispelled such thoughts with a shake of his head - down that road lay this girl’s particular stamp of madness, no doubt. He tried another tack. “God created the universe. If He is gone, how is it that we are not? Shouldn’t the creation end with the creator?” “Perhaps it is ending, and it just hasn’t finished yet. We can hardly expect the universe to work on the same timetable as ourselves.”

“Tell me then,” he finally indulged her. “What makes you so certain God is dead?” “I saw him.” He sketched disbelief with an aged ashen brow. “You saw God.” “We seem to find a language barrier between us again, Sir Magistrate. Is my Erudi not accomplished enough for our conversation? Among my people, I’m considered quite proficient in your tongue, but perhaps I’ve been misled.” Nerrick flushed. Her Erudi was quite fine - more than, in fact, if a bit stilted. Another minor detail that bothered him, though he could not say why. How did such a young representative of an infamously uneducated people come to speak his tongue with the skill of the most lettered gentry? He cleared his throat uncomfortably. “How do you know that the man you saw was God?” “Wouldn’t you know God if you saw him?” “God is above humanity,” he rasped impatiently. “He doesn’t appear in human form. Should we see him, we’d hardly be capable of comprehending his glory.” Her lips moved in what he imagined to be an expression of pity. It was impossible to be sure, the way her eyes resisted any attempt to read emotion in them. They quivered like liquid night, reflecting the faint torchlight as unsteady flames alit on twin seas of oil. “You speak again of what you believe, because you have never known otherwise. I have known otherwise, and speak again of what I know.” “Enough!” His hand cracked down on the wooden table top, spearing his palm with splinters. His reddened face, already contorted in rage, barely registered the pain. Her face registered nothing at all - just the same painted mask of gentle amusement she’d worn since first escorted down here in the company of his guards. And it was a mask, he was sure of it now. She was too clever with her words to be either ignorant or insane. Whatever game she played at, he wanted no further part in it. “I have no more patience to waste indulging your heresy, and I refuse to subject more of my city’s people to it. You’ve caused nothing but disruption since you first arrived, inciting riots and restlessness among the lower classes, using their faith in service to your own twisted agenda, whatsoever that may be, and it ends here, girl.” She remained unmoved. A pale statue in a plain white dress, inky black curls spilling down both shoulders like curtains cut from the same cloth as those damnable eyes. Her lips twitched. “You may call me Adana.” Nerrick froze, save for where his chest heaved like the billows of a forge, grasping greedily at air to feed his exertions. The tinglings up and down his spine were more than just pinched nerves from too long sitting in one position. This girl, with her damn eyes and impenetrable nerves and heretical talk was more than just some insolent brat from the savage lands north of the city. He was no longer completely convinced there was nothing to the stories and legends of Berutian bewitchery. But those eyes held him now, and he didn’t think he could look away even if he willed it. “You resist giving me your name for these past several hours, and now offer it freely, without me even asking. Why?” “It no longer matters,” Adana told him, heaving a sigh of her own for the first time all morning. Nerrick almost felt that there was regret in that sigh, but her painted mask hid that as well as any other emotion, were it there at all. “For what it’s worth, it was never my aim to disrupt the peace of your city. Call it an unfortunate symptom…nothing more, nothing less.” “Then why?” “Everything you know is about to change,” she said gently. “Well, not for you, I suppose, but for them. They needed to know. It’s time for man to take charge of his own destiny, not spend the coming days huddled in shrines chanting desperate prayers to a deity dead and gone. They won‘t listen, not nearly enough of them at any rate, but some maybe.” Why not for me, Nerrick wondered, but instead he merely asked, “Why now? Why do you tell me all this now, when before it was just a game to you?” Adana laughed, a low throaty chuckle laced again with that hint of pity. “It no longer matters,” she said again. “You want to be here,” Nerrick intuited suddenly. “You evaded the guards for over a week, and then when they arrested you today, you hardly resisted. Like you wanted to go with them. Why? Why now, why here? What is it you want?” “To wait. Here with you.” And then, before he could ask for what, she continued. “There’s a mountain two day’s journey north of here by horseback. My people call it the Degatoi. Yours call it the Foothill, I believe. They say that’s where the Citadel rests, where God makes his home.” “That’s just a myth,” he frowned. “God doesn’t dwell amongst his creations, the Citadel exists in a realm untouchable by our own.” “Some myths are make believe. Others are facts that have since been forgotten. I believed it to be fact, as do my people. So I journeyed there, a pilgrimage of sorts. My…reasons are my own.” “And did you find the Citadel?” “No, it wasn’t there anymore. It moved. It does that, you know.” “Of course,” Nerrick snorted. “Why wouldn’t it?” “Why indeed,” Adana smile wryly. She smoothed her dress in her lap. “I did however, find God. He was lying at the base of the peak. Roughly your height, wearing unfamiliar clothes, though I suppose that’s only to be expected. His hair was strange, almost feathery, and he looked like no man I’d ever seen before. He was dead. And I looked into his wide, staring eyes and in them beheld the Abyss. And I knew then that he was God, and knew all the mysteries and secrets of the Universe that he’d known then at the last. My people can do that, you see.” Nerrick nodded, numbly. He had heard that, any schoolchild knew that myth of the Berut people, the legend that kept even the greatest sorcerers of the South from their doorstep lest it turn out to be true. They could see into a man’s soul with those strange eyes of theirs, see all the way into them into their deepest, darkest reaches and pull out every twisted secret and hidden truth for accounting. It was the kind of legend he’d always held up to be nonsense, but now, staring into those eyes of myth and reckoning, he knew it to be true. Knew all of it to be true.

He started to tremble, sweat dotting his brow, tracing salty rivers down the cracked parchment of his skin. The torchlight grew fainter and fainter and the air was dryer and thinner, harder to grasp at. Black flecks spotted his vision, and he took off his glasses again. Wiped them, though he suspected the problem was his eyes, not the spectacles. He’d heard these were all symptoms of a heart-death, but it was hard to worry about such things now. He had to know, had to wonder instead, what kind of things might one see in the eyes of a dead God? What kind of things might one know? “The same things we all know at the end,” Adana said softly. She looked at him in the rapidly regressing torchlight and he knew with the same certainty he knew everything now, that yes, her eyes held pity. For him. “You feel it now, don’t you? When it’s so close, that no reason, no logic, none of the games we play to convince ourselves we don’t know the things our soul senses - that little piece in each of us that’s the smallest sliver of divinity linking us to the rest of the universe - none of them can hide it anymore.” Nerrick shivered and licked chapped paper-dry lips. His voice came out a croak. “Why are you here?” “To wait.” “For what?” “The end.” And then, “I’m sorry.” The earth split with a roar, but to Nerrick, all seemed silent. He leapt back, knocking over his chair with a hoarse shout his ears could never possibly hear over the sound of walls crashing down, thunderous echoes reverberating throughout the small chamber. The stained slate floor rent with a crack right through the center of the room, and he stumbled, tried to right himself, stumbled again as the earth shook and danced and trembled like a living thing, like a puppet whose strings had been cut. Dust stormed the air in gray, ominous clouds that twisted into his lungs with every breath he took. The sound and fury buffeted him on all sides, splinters and shards of broken rock bombarding his skin. Pricking, ripping, tearing and gouging.

His glasses cracked and fell, but before he the torches finally failed, he could still blurrily see the girl, Adana, seated serenely on the other side of the table, riding out the madness with perfect poise and watching him with those damned eyes. He fell himself finally and the ceiling split, raining clouds of dust and slate and broken rafters. One struck him full in the chest, pinning him to the floor. He felt ribs break, felt his terrified screams silenced by a shard of wood spearing him through one lung, all his breath going to granting him a few last gasps of air. Adana’s face filled his blurred vision then. In all the din, there was no chance of hearing her get up from the table and walk over to his side, but then there she was kneeling over him. She looked deep into his eyes. “You see? We all know things, even if we don’t know we know them,” she told him gently. “It’s because we’re all a little bit of God. Or maybe the Universe. Creation. I’m still figuring out where the line separating one from the other begins and ends. You were special, Sir Magistrate. Even if you didn’t know it. Take whatever comfort from that you can.” “Go with God.” Then her hand covered his mouth and nose, and she looked into his wide, staring eyes and beheld in them the Abyss, and all the secrets and mysteries of the Universe he had known at the end. ************* Adana rose with some difficulty, and drew the magistrate’s keys from his belt. She smoothed her dress - it would never be white again, she feared - and made her way to the door over a floor that still quivered and rattled, but only restlessly now. Much of its temper had been spent. The hallway beyond was relatively untouched. She quirked dry lips at divine providence, but perhaps it was more accurate to say she enjoyed the favor of the Universe at the moment. The torches were all spent and broken, save for where one had fallen upon the corpse of one guardsman and set his skin and hair aflame, lighting the gray hall fitfully with its macabre light. It was more than enough to see by. At least, more than enough for her eyes. She stepped over another body and ascended the small, tight stairwell at the end of the hall gracefully. Less so, when she almost ran into the blond, dirtied youth who came clattering down the stairs in the opposite direction. He reared back, startled, and she saw that she’d been accurate in her assessment: he was probably no younger than she herself, but his youth shone from his eyes and the sprightly smile that sprang to his face. She recognized him as one of the city-folk always to be found at her gatherings, listening intently to her words. Reyus, she thought his name was. She smiled. “Milady,” Reyus rasped out. The air was still thick and heavy with dust, and he had to stop and pant for breath before continuing. “We were just coming to rescue you!” He waved aimlessly behind himself with what she took for a stolen sword, perhaps looted from a guardsman dead in the earthquake. Coming down the stairs behind him were another young man and a slightly older woman, similarly ill-equipped. Adana favored them with a bemused smile. “How thoughtful.” Reyus blushed a rosy dawn and pressed his back to the wall to allow her passage by. He followed quickly at her heels as she passed the other two and continued up the stairs - rather like an eager but ill-trained pet, she contemplated with some amusement. “Well, there was a number of us - rather, we thought…we weren’t certain what the magistrate would do to you, and we were concerned…” “So I see,” she murmured as they alighted on the ground levels of the prison and found ten or so more men and women of varying ages and garb awaiting them with anxious expressions. They filled in silently behind them as Adana continued towards the front gates, kicking aside the outstretched limbs of the dead where they littered her path. “And are these all your enemies slain? What fearsome warriors have come to my aid here?” She suspected she might be needling Reyus just to see how much further his face could purple in shame and embarrassment. But it was the end of the world, after all. One should take one’s entertainment wherever they found it. The hues of his face performed admirably. “The rest of the guards fled when the earth shook. We never suspected - milady, what is happening? Is this your doing?” “God is dead,“ she said softly. “Such a thing is not without consequences.“ Adana stooped and unwrapped a relatively undamaged black cloak from one body, throwing it over her shoulders. “You’ll want one as well, I believe,” she told the boy.

His eyes held hers bravely, and he nodded. His was an interesting soul indeed. A cult had hardly been her intention. Gaining the attention of the magistrate had been her only real aim, and if she happened to seed her own mystery a bit early, and allow it more room to grow - well, that had hardly seemed at cross purposes either. But, she supposed, it was never too early to find one’s faithful. A boy like Reyus might come in handy, and who knew what secrets the others might hold? She nodded decisively, and raised her voice to address them all. “Everything you know is about to change.” “I have a long road to walk ahead of me,” she continued. “It is not for the faint of heart.” She turned and walked from the prison‘s gatehouse. All of them, she noted with some interest, followed close behind. They raised scattered cries and shouts of alarm as they beheld the vista outside, but she barely looked up. She already knew the sky overhead was a dark red as though aflame. Roiling purple thunderclouds collided and went to war, crimson lighting stabbing at one and then another underneath. A long black tear split the heavens, stretching from one horizon to the next. Consequences were to be expected. The streets ahead of them were filled with the ruins of buildings and the bodies of the fallen. Survivors milled about in small groups, suffocating in shock while scattered fires raged. Flames crackled hungrily, fitful tongues licking at the sky and spewing their venom of smoke and ash. She could hear, faintly, the desperate prayers for salvation and succor. She sighed, and would have told them to save their breath, but then, she’d already done so. Reyus spun about, lost for even a direction to point his horror. “Milady, what about them?” Adana shook her head without slowing. “They’ll follow, or they’ll die. This city is not long for this world. It’s too close to a Vein. Nothing more can be done, and the whole world will follow if we do not reach our destination.” “But where are we going?” She favored his persistence with another small smile and drew the hood of her cloak up over her head. “We‘re going to the Citadel. To seek divinity.” It began to rain, thick, heavy drops that were warm to the touch, quickly soaking them through and through. She was glad to have found a black cloak, as the imagery of her white dress stained by this unnatural downpour was not one she cared to contemplate - even if it would already never be white again. She reached out to raise Reyus’ hood for him when he remained too distracted to care. The blood staining his golden hair, still vibrant even beneath the dust of dungeons, was not an image she found herself caring much to contemplate either. His was a curious soul indeed. “Milady, I don’t understand. If God is dead, what divinity do we seek?” Adana laughed, a deep throaty chuckle that echoed through the ruins of the broken city. “Ours,” was all she said. They picked their way through the rubble as the skies continued to bleed.

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leyla676 · 5 years ago

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Magic B - wedding date

HERE WE ARE

at part 3 of Magic B. / PART 1 / PART 2

I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

This is the last story of Magic B, maybe I will write another story soon, I will wait for my Muse’s call =)

Warnings: none. it’s fluffy. and soooo sweet.

WORDS: 2300

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As you opened up your eyes, the sun was tickling your skin. You looked besides you and saw directly in Nancy‘s face.

„WHAT THE“, you screamed and jumped up.

She already had curled up hair, her make-up was on point and she looked like an angel.

„Did you kiss him?“, she asked with a grin on her lips.

„Good morning to you too Nancy“, you grumbled, „no we did not kiss“

„Why? He is super hot“

„Because no“.

You got out of your bed and walked to the bathroom.

„You will regret it if you won‘t kiss him“, she yelled as you closed the door.

The hairdresser was already waiting for you to style your hair. He was a cute young blonde guy, smiling and singing to Madonna all the time.

Hours later, you finally got into your dark-blue dress.

Time was running and you were getting more and more nervous.

It was 9.45 already and you remembered Nancy saying ‚pick her up at 10, the wedding starts at 12‘

You saw Steve, Nancy‘s fiance, walking around at the front door, smoking cigarette after cigarette, getting more and more nervous so you decided to join him.

„Come on, let‘s be nervous together“, you suggested and he nodded.

„Everything will be okay, she is the most beautiful bride I have ever seen“, you tried to calm him down. Steve was super cute, all dressed up in his perfect suit, hair on point.

„What if she‘s gonna say no?“

„No! Never. Steve, you know, you two have to be together“, you crossed his arm and he gave you a little nervous smile.

After the cigarette you got inside, checking your make-up again as you suddenly heard a familiar sound. It was the sound of a 79 Chevy Camaro.

He was there. Not a single minute too late.

You ran to the kitchen window, looked out and saw Billy coming out of his car. He was dressed in a dark blue suit, wearing his sunglasses, his hair looked amazing, every curl was on point. His shirt was a little unbuttoned. He stood there, looking around, he was already searching for you.

He was dressed in a dark-blue suit. How did he knew?

Nancy joined you.

„Y/N, he looks absolutely amazing“, she raved and her eyes were full of glitter.

„Nancy, please, remember who he is. He is just...“

„A fiction, I know“, she interrupted, „but he is here. And she looks like a god. Give him a chance. Please. This man is hot“

You rolled your eyes. She was absolutely right and you knew it.

As you opened the front door you looked at him and smiled.

When he saw you, he took off his sunglasses and smiled in this way that made your heart melt.

„Hey Billy“, you cleaned your throat.

„All dressed up for me?“, he asked you with that damn smile you already saw once, behind the strip club.

„Yea, only for you, dumbass“, you rolled your eyes, blushed a little and giggled.

„Billy!“, Nancy screamed and fell on his neck. „You look amazing“

„Thanks little one. You are beautiful“, Billy smiled at her.

„Okay, first of all, we‘ve got two hours. Teach her how to dance!“, she ordered, looked at Billy and pushed you in his direction. „At least for just one dance“

You heard how the music started, it was Total Eclipse of the Heart, Bonnie Tyler.

Really?

Nancy Wheeler, I will kill you. Totally, you thought.

Billy smiled at you, took you by your hand, drew you to him and put his hand on your back.

„Listen, this is very easy“, he whispered in your ear. You smelled his cologne, saw the little freckles in his face, his soft pink lips, his moustache and his damn blue eyes as he looked down at you.

„Just let me guide you. Trust me“

Billy moved gently to the beat of the music, held your hand, you followed him as you had no choice, which you didn‘t have at all.

You put your head to his chest and heard his heart beat fast as you gently closed your eyes, inhaling every moment.

„Already feeling comfortable?“, he murmured, you could tell that he smiled.

„N… no, just…“, you stuttered and looked away quickly. He laughed almost tonelessly and held you closer to him.

„It‘s okay, you‘re moving good“, he whispered. The sound of his voice paired with his words made you shiver.

It felt like dancing on clouds. The air between you was crackling and it felt like the time would stand still forever.

…

„Do you, Steve Harrington, want to take Nancy Wheeler to your lawfully wedded wife? Love her and treat her right for the rest of your life?“

„I do“

„And do you, Nancy Wheeler, want to take Steve Harrington to your lawfully wedded husband? Love him and treat him right for the rest of your life?“

„Yes, I do“

„I explain you to husband and wife. And now please kiss your bride“

A big applause went through the walls of the church as both kissed. Steve and Nancy were finally married and you whiped away a small tear of happiness.

You felt Billy come close to your ear, whispering „You want to get married one day?“

„Mabye“, you answered nervously, „what about you?“

„Depends on whether I find a woman who can handle me“

You giggled and smiled at him.

As Nancy and Steve went out of the church, all of you stood up and followed to get to the wedding location.

Billy opened the passenger door and you got into the Camaro. As you watched him go around the car, you catched yourself looking at his nice ass which made you blush and giggle.

„Whats‘ that fun?“, he asked you as he took place at the driver‘s seat.

„Nothing“, you answered, biting your bottom lip and looked out of the window.

I just want to feel your lips all over me.

You arrived at the wedding location. A nice old farm which belonged to Steve‘s uncle. It was all decorated with white flowers, violet ribbons and little pearls.

Both of you entered the lobby, Billy took off your jacket and placed it at the wardrobe.

„Wanna search for a quiet room and make out a little?“, soft, warm breath touched you on the skin of your neck. You felt the warmth between your tights rising.

You turned around and got caught by Billy‘s eyes.

„N… no… this is a wedding, we can‘t...“, you whispered and stuttered.

„Stop fighting your feelings, I won‘t hurt you, Baby“, he grumbled, placing his hand on your chin, pulling you closer to him.

You weren‘t able to move, you weren‘t able to breath or anything so you stood there, holding yourself on Billy‘s shoulders and felt his soft, rose lips finally finding yours. It was a quick little kiss and it felt like a lightning between the both of you.

When he let you go, he smiled at you and grabbed your hand. „I want to go on a date with you. A real date“

„You ask me out for a date?“

He nodded his head and placed another warm and soft kiss on your lips.

…

Billy stood there, circled by some older ladies, they were laughing and giggling. It was Nancy‘s grandma, her aunt, a friend of her granny and some other ladies.

„He steals the heart of almost anyone here“, Tiffany laughed at you, „he is just perfect. Look at him! I am so glad you called him“

As Billy catched your eye, he apologized to the ladies and went to you.

„Looking out for a dance?“, he asked with a perfect grin.

„No, not again please“, you said and laughed. „I really don‘t want to break your feet“

„Well then, let‘s have a seat“

He led you to the tables and you both sat down, besides Tiffany and her boyfriend.

Nancy and Steve joined and the guys talked about cars, basketball and stuff. You listened to everything he said, he had your full attention.

At this point you realized that Billy was damn right. You weren‘t able to fight against your feelings anymore.

It was too late.

He laughed, smiled, had a wonderful time and you enjoyed every minute of it. You were proud. Proud of him for not blaming you. He was a pure gentleman.

Suddenly a band entered the little stage in front of the tables.

„The wedding is done! We congratulate to Nancy and Steve!“

All of you were clapping your hands.

„We‘ve got another surprise for one of our guests in here“, the lead singer went off the stage.

Nancy came closer to you and whispered in your ear: „Enjoy the show“

You looked at her, pretty confused, didn‘t know what she was talking about.

The drummer kicked the beat, the keyboard followed.

Billy stood up, took off his jacket and kissed you soft on your cheek.

„What are you doing?“, you asked and Billy smiled at you.

„Trust me, you will like it“, he said.

„BILLY“, you screamed, afraid of what would happen.

Please, don‘t start to strip now. It‘s a wedding. Please. Please not. STOP HIM!

Billy went up on stage and opened the buttons of his shirt, just a little bit.

„If he is going to take off his clothes now, I will marry him“, Tiffany laughed and put out her wallet to count the money which she would put in his panties.

You catched Nancy‘s eyes which grew bigger, she smiled and giggled at you.

She knew what he was about to do? How?

How can anyone be so damn calm when a stripper enters the stage at a WEDDING?!

Rainy night and we worked all day

we both got jobs `cause there‘s bills to pay

we got something they can‘t take away

our love, our lives

Billy stood there. Looking at you. And he sang a song you knew very well. Born to be my baby from Bon Jovi. Your jaw dropped down.

You couldn‘t believe your eyes, your ears and nothing else any more. First you thought you would start to throw up, as nervous as you were, you really thought he would start to do a hot striptease dance for all of you.

But as you realized that he sang to you, your heart nearly melted.

„Oh my god he sings for you“, Tiffany nearly started to cry besides you. „Promise me to marry this man, Y/N“

You weren‘t able to say anything.

You were born to be my Baby

Baby, I was made to be your man!

We got something to believe in

Even if we don‘t know where we stand

Your eyes were filled with little tears as he finally jumped off the stage, took your hand and pulled you close to him.

„I want a second date“, he whispered in your ear.

You nodded.

And Baby I was born

to be your man...

The song came to it‘s end and Billy came closer to you, grabbing you on your waist, running his fingers trough your hair and kissed you.

The kiss was soft and sweet, his moustache tickled you and you could feel him smile while he pulled you close.

„It‘s hard to get you on a date“, he murmured.

You could hear the people‘s applause, Tiffany screamed „Yeah“, no one exept of your ladies knew, where he came from but everyone knew that he would stay forever.

Never in your entire life had you felt such butterflies around your stomache.

And you knew that you would fall for this mullet-wearing dumbass stripper all over again, for the rest of your life.

…

ONE YEAR LATER

…

„TONIGHT“, the familiar voice shouted through his microphone, „Tonight we have to do our VERY best! For our bride-to-be! Y/N, this is all for you!“

The crowd was sweating, shaking, screaming as the music started.

Step inside,

walk this way

you and me, Babe,

HEY HEY!

Billy jumped out of the curtains on stage, wearing his tight jeans, his biker boots and his leather jacket.

His sixpack was oily and his golden chain danced on his chest.

Your heart skipped a beat as you saw him moving to the music. He knew exactly what he did, shaking his abs, his ass, his dirty-blonde mullet.

Tiffany yelled and clapped her hands, Nancy whistled with two fingers and you … you were happy.

He got down on his knees, held out his hand to you and you took it, he drew you on stage.

You laughed out loud as he whirled you around, dancing to the music.

Billy took a bridal veil and placed it onto your hair.

“This is going to be MY wifey!”, he screamed at the crowd and all of the ladies yelled and applauded as he finally pulled you close and kissed you rough, passionated, all tongue and teeth.

You knew that you would love him as you first saw him on this stage. It took a time for you to realize, you were unsure if a stripper could be true to you, love you and respect you. But Billy did. He loved you with every single inch of his skin.

“I was made to be your man”, he sang in your ear as he carried you off the stage. You held yourself close to him, your fingers running through his mullet.

“We will miss you here, Billy”, fake Jason Momoa stood in front of you and made a sad face.

“I won’t miss you, you little fuckers”, Billy laughed and said goodbye to the other strippers.

“We have to go now”, he winked at you.

“Tomorrow is going to be the best day of our life”

You smiled at Billy as he came close and kissed you.

“I never thought you would say yes”, he whispered.

“But I did”, you said.

Yes, you did.

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Thank you so much for reading it.

It makes me happy when someone reads my stuff, even it’s sometimes a little bit of “weird English”. I really tried my best and hope you understand what I mean ^^

And i want to say a big THANK YOU to all the fanfiction writers out there. Because YOU keep Billy alive.

And that is everything for all of us <3

#billyhargrove #Billy Hargrove #billyhargrovefanfiction #Magic B #magicb #wedding #fanfiction #billyhargrovexreader #billy hargove x reader

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bigskywritings · 4 years ago

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Even Heaven Can Break

A tale of the Citadel, and of Endings, and Beginnings

“Perhaps you speak of another god unknown to me,” Nerrick conceded gracefully. The wooden chair, almost entirely rotted through, creaked ominously beneath him as he shifted his position, but God above, even his ass was falling asleep. Still she remained poised, back ramrod straight and never shifting those dark, pupil-less eyes from his. He was a man of reason and science and knew the unnerving Berut eyes to be nothing more than an unfortunate physical trait of her people, but it was easy enough to see how they’d gained their reputation for witchcraft and beguilement. Only the sternest of wills kept his gaze locked with hers. “I admit to being unfamiliar with all the customs of your people, and perhaps we speak of two entirely separate entities. The God of my people is eternal. He created everything we know, and much else besides, and He will endure when all else has turned to dust. He can not die.” “No.” Still she smiled. “There is only one God. In this, my people believe much the same as you. But you speak of faith, things that you can not know but believe to be true. I speak of fact. God is dead. This I know.” He tried reason. “God is the creator of all, and has no peer. If you admit this to be true yourself, then how can God possibly die?” She shrugged again. “Perhaps he willed himself to die. One can imagine eternity might grow tiresome after a time.” Nerrick could almost agree with that sentiment, as for a moment, he entertained the blasphemous thought that even God could be moved to suicide after sufficient time spent with this wretched creature. He dispelled such thoughts with a shake of his head - down that road lay this girl’s particular stamp of madness, no doubt. He tried another tack. “God created the universe. If He is gone, how is it that we are not? Shouldn’t the creation end with the creator?” “Perhaps it is ending, and it just hasn’t finished yet. We can hardly expect the universe to work on the same timetable as ourselves.”

#tales of the citadel #adana and reyus: night and day

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kyouxa · 5 years ago

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Diabolik lovers Chaos Lineage: Reiji Sakamaki (Story 14)

Place: Scarlet mansion — Entrance hall

Ayato: Heh, I kinda like the look of this mansion from inside.

Laito: Hey, where exactly is Bitch-chan‘s room? I might pay you a visit later on

Yui: T-That‘s a little...

Kanato: Such a thing doesn’t matter. I just want to go home already...

Subaru: Tch, if you keep complaining search for an exit yourself then

Yui: Seems as if the normal atmosphere had returned...

Reiji: Since the nostalgic started to come back to this mansion, my head started to hurt...

Shu: It‘s not like you should be complaining in the first place. You are the one who has regained the memories of everyone after all.

Reiji: It might be a consequence of my action.

Monologue

Everyone whose memories have returned, had the situation explained while they confused each other.

This is a fake world where we are supposed to continue fighting. This place is where our memories got changed because of magic.

And nobody of us will leave this place until Socrates is convinced with our true love—

Of course, not everyone was able to swallow the situation immediately.

In order to give them time for organizing their feelings, everyone came back to their own mansion with their original brothers.

Place: Scarlet mansion — Entrance hall

Yui: (Socrates-sama, he told us that he won‘t set us free until we prove the true love between Adam and Eve)

(Instead, he restored everyone's memories. I wonder if there was a reason for his sudden mind change)

(Kino-kun has been lost ever since then and Socrates-sama doesn’t answer anything even if we try to talk to him)

I'm glad everyone remembered, yet I can’t help it but wonder how we are supposed to get out of here...

Reiji: The king is Adam... this is why he was pointing at me further than that.

Me and you as Eve. It seems as if we have to prove it together. The true love bond between us.

Yui: But that is...

Reiji: If that is exactly what he wants — we are supposed to take everyone’s live except us.

Yui: ...Ngh!

(No, we can‘t just make such a ridiculous choice because of this man...)

Reiji: But other than that, there seems to be no other choice but to prove that he truly is convinced.

Yui: Yes...

Reiji: Anyways, there is another big problem we have. Our current food supply.

I am concerned how much you can keep with just the food you have now...

Yui: If you think that everyone needs to eat, which includes around 14 people...

Reiji: No, you should be the one eating all the food by yourself.

Yui: Eh!? W-Why is that?

Reiji: In consultation with Ruki and Carla. We as vampires would not die because of lack of food, but you as a human would.

This is just to avoid the worst scenario.

Yui: Really... for vampires, human food is also something special. But if you don't eat, you won't die ...

Reiji: That is right. But if we do not drink blood, we will be craving in certain pain.

Although it has been many days since we came to this miniature garden, our body were not affected.

However, when it becomes more than this—

Yui: You will be starving for blood?

Reiji: Yes, we all will suffer in pain. In some cases, there might even be the possibility of attacking you without hesitation in search of blood.

Yui: Such...

Reiji: If you only want to suppress the blood sucking impulse, it may be manageable as long as you are here.

However, there is a case where we might run into desperation because of our despair in this closed space.

Above all, even those who try to get out of here may appear.

Yui: Eh? Is there really no way to get out?

Reiji: There will be. All I have to do is protect Eve so she will not get annihilated.

Yui: ...Ngh, I can’t imagine anyone trying to do that...

Reiji: It is certainly not guaranteed. But if we are caught up for too long, everyone might fall into madness.

Yui: (Everyone might fall into madness... that may be true as he said)

(Everyone... there is no guarantee that I can give any of them a reason to continue not to do so)

Reiji: As long as this is okay, you will not be hurt in any situation.

You are the finest food for vampires after all. From now on, please do not leave my side at any time.

If you do not want to be the prey for many other fangs.

Yui: Nh... Yes...

(I can’t help but wonder how much time is still left until everyone‘s hungry for blood)

(If we haven't found a way to get out of this garden until then—)

Place: Scarlet mansion — Living room

Ruki: I continued searching around with the help of your map. However, no place has been found that could make us leave this space.

Reiji: As I thought, it really is not easy to get out of here ...

Yui: (They’re continuing to discuss with all three representatives of each houses every day, but the situation still isn’t good)

(I wonder if it would be better better if I left and went to my room, so I don't get in their way ...)

Carla: Thoughts that are spread in this space, are permeated around the church.

If we destroy the church, we will be able to erase this whole space at once.

Reiji: If so, is there a guarantee that we can return to our original place if we do so?

Carla: Hmph, try it for yourself and figure it out.

Ruki: We can’t try such a method which would risk everyone’s life this drastic.

First, that man would probably interfere again.

Reiji: Exactly... I do not know what to do if we did something more unintentional.

Yui: (Socrates's desired proof... he wants us to show him the true love between Adam and Eve ...)

(Can it only be shown in such a way as taking the lives of everyone else?)

Carla: I will not move at any of your current given orders.

If necessary, I will move freely by myself. Keep that in mind.

*Carla leaves*

Ruki: This guy just acts selfish... but further discussions are meaningless for now.

Let's all return back to our mansions for today.

Reiji: Yes... take care.

*Ruki leaves*

Reiji: Haa... I can not stop thinking of the future

*Reiji leaves*

Yui: (Oh, Reiji-san also starts to leave!)

Place: Scarlet mansion — Hallway

Yui: (Reiji-san, where did you go? He seemed tired, so I wanted to invite him to a cup of tea)

(...Oh, maybe!)

(Eh!? Reiji and Shu-san... ?)

Reiji: It is unusual for you to walk around and not sleep in the hallway.

Shu: That’s it. Don't you notice it until I talk to you and there’s a given proof to you?

Yui: (No way, are they fighting again? B-But what... should I do to interrupt them?)

Reiji: You have been busy and you have not spoken at all since the incident at the church took place.

Shu: There’s nothing specific to talk about with you in the first place.

Reiji: There never are words that stop people from talking.

If you have something to say, what would happen if you say it clearly?

Yui: (After all, it’s a terrible mood... right now I have to break in this...)

Shu: ...I remembered getting angry when my memories returned.

Yui: (Eh?)

Shu: After coming to this mansion, you were starting to put your chin higher than ever. You were working hard.

Reiji: I agree. Even though it was not easy to handle, I was leading everybody until now.

Is that not funny? It is a classic example of what you were not used to do after all.

If you are here to complain or dissatisfied, please do not hesitate. You may make me laugh like this.

Shu: Laughter you say.

... Well, wasn't it the middle of summer for you back then?

Reiji: Eh... ?

Yui: (Shu... san?)

Shu: I don't certainly know what you think. But well, it seems as if you fit perfect.

You really are better than me, as the eldest son.

Reiji: Please do not say such foolish things. Everyone has the right place for the right person.

I realized that I was in need for a different place, where I could show my real powers.

Shu: Heh. So what?

Reiji: I am not regretting that I have found the right place for myself. I rather am proud of finally finding it.

It certainly feels like I have finally found my own and true meaning in this place.

That is why I want to apologize for taking away the elder brother’s role from you.

Shu: Hmm...

As I thought, you really changed.

Reiji: Eh?

Shu: Well, it doesn't matter to me what you think. Do as you personally prefer it.

Now it seems that you can finally live like you want to. I think that’s okay.

Reiji: Shu...

Shu: Haa ... I'm sleepy. I’ll get to my room. See you.

*Shu leaves*

Reiji: Good grief, there is no reluctance to choose words for his behavior after all.

So what? How long have you been hiding yourself over there?

Yui: Oh, did you realize that?

Reiji: Naturally. I did not eavesdrop. First, did I not tell you to be waiting in that room?

Yui: I'm sorry…

Reiji: Right now, what are you going to cry for? Look, I will wipe them with a handkerchief.

Yui: I-I'm sorry. It just feels as if Reiji and Shu-san finally start to understand each other a little more.

Somehow, this made me go a little sentimental...

Reiji: What is that about? You really are a strange woman. Look, come closer.

*Reiji pulls Yui closer*

Yui: Ah...

Reiji: I want the one who I care the most about, to be in my arms a little faster. Just stay like this for a while.

Yui: Yes...

Reiji: Right now I can only say what that a huge disaster it is to be trapped in this miniature garden ...

But it certain seems that there was something special I got because of it.

Yui: (Something Reiji-san got... ?)

Choices

1) — Is that about Shu-san? (black)

2) — What did you get ...? (white) ♡ ♡ ♡

— Is that about Shu-san?

Reiji: Haa, just why are you dragging Shu into this kind of topic and atmosphere now...

Yui: No! I thought it was going to be...

Reiji: Good grief, it is absolutely not. You really must have hit your head somewhere.

Yui: I’m sorry...

Reiji: You really are good at thinking of other guys in any type of situation, aren’t you?

Now, once we have returned to my room you must live with the consequences your mouth just made.

You may not be the only one I have my eyes for after all, I may fall for someone else too...

Yui: Eh!? R-Reiji... san!?

Reiji: Fufu, I was joking.

Yui: But! Reiji-san!

Reiji: For now let‘s keep this at the joke level. After all, you truly are the only one I have my eyes for. The one who brought me this far.

Because of you, I have been finally able to find a place for myself in this world where I do not pity myself anymore.

This only happened thanks to your guidance.

Yui: That's really not true... ! I'm not doing anything special!

— What did you get? ♡

Yui: What exactly did you get... ?

Reiji: I was finally able to find my own place.

Although I may not have found it all alone by himself.

Yui: Is that true?

Reiji: Is that a person... you are not aware of?

It is definitely you who was the one who led me this far, Yui.

Yui: That’s wrong, I’m not doing anything. Everything is alone Reiji-san’s hard work.

Reiji: For you to say such a thing... but just for now let me show you how grateful I am.

Yui: Yes!

end Choices

Yui: (I'm not really doing anything after all. I was just staying by his side)

(If Reiji-san truly changed, I think it’s only because of Reiji-san’s own willpower)

(Anyway, no matter who you are or who you want to become, it all depends on your own power and will to start changing yourself)

Reiji: Oh, I almost forgot. This will be your punishment for breaking my given orders.

*Reiji kisses Yui*

Yui: Kya... !

(I-I was surprised. I thought he was going to suck my blood)

Reiji: You seem to be craving for my fangs instead. Even so, if I would suck your blood, the others would immediately smell it.

Once I would do so, you would be really falling into becoming food.

Yui: T-That's right...

(But it was a strange feeling because only a weak stimulus was given to my body...)

Reiji: If you want me to suck your blood, I will grant your wish once we return safely. Can you wait until then?

Yui: Yes...

Reiji: All right. I will promise that we will be able to leave this please before you are starting to become jealous.

Yui: H-Hey, it’s not like I’m jealous. But...

(To get out of this space. That‘s surely not an easy task to manage after all)

(But I believe in him. Reiji-san—)

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Diabolik lovers Chaos Lineage: Carla Tsukinami (Story 08)

Place: Violet mansion — garden

Yui: Yes... the outside air is refreshing after all.

Carla: Indeed. It‘s the best to clear your thoughts here.

Monologue

It’s the day after Carla-san regained his memories. Carla-san took me out to the courtyard to get some air.

The air outside the room is fresh, I can’t help but enjoy it since I was in that room until now.

At the same time, I felt like it was weird when I thought about this scenery being fake.

Yui: The church... this is the center, the place where magic and space are gathered.

Carla: That’s probably true. I don’t know if it’s true though, I didn’t check it yet.

Did you, notice anything when you woke up there?

Yui: Yes. The air was clear and it was a sacred atmosphere. In addition—

*flasback*

??? : Good morning, Eve. Do you know who you are?

It's time to wake up soon.

The story starts from this place, where the previous king died.

There are three houses, willing to fight for and over you.

*flashback ends*

Yui: Yes ... I heard a strange voice, while I was sleeping. He called me Eve ....

Carla: A voice?

Yui: He also talked about the king, the three families and something else. It may be just a dream...

Carla: No, this was probably the person who created this space. I think they have changed your memories back then.

Yui: Eh!? So that voice was...

Carla: After all there is something in the church. But, if the owner of this voice can talk to us in this space—

It might not be strange if he appears here.

Yui: ...Ngh!

Carla: You shouldn’t leave my side. If they know your memories are back, I don’t know what they might do.

Yui: U-Understood.

(The person who keeps us locked up, the person behind this scenario... the person of this voice—)

(I’m kinda scared because I don't know what their purpose is...)

Carla: Don't be scared. I promise, I’ll protect you the entire time.

Yui: Carla-san...

Choices

1) — Thank him (white) ♡ ♡ ♡

2) — Say something anxious (black)

— thank you ♡

Yui: Yes... thank you.

After all, Carla-san’s the king, isn't he?

Carla: What does that mean?

Yui: At such times, you promised to protect me without hesitating. I feel very relieved about it.

Carla: I see. I don't feel bad about being told that then.

Yui: (Oh, I realized)

— Say something anxious

Yui: Hm... let's say, this person attack us, what will we do if he does?

Carla: All I have to do is erase them. Whoever comes in my way.

Yui: (I can’t decline that ... after all, Carla is reliable ...)

That's right. Thank you.

(Oh, I realized)

end Choices

Yui: What did you say to everyone when you got me out of the dungeon?

Carla: I gave it permission. Don’t worry. But, don’t move from room to my room. I don’t allow you to leave that room.

Yui: Eh!? I-If such a thing is the case, isn‘t there a doubt that Subaru-kun wouldn’t be more suspicious?

Carla: Let him think what he wants.

Yui: B-But...

(Even if Subaru-kun was able to see yesterday's "incident" I still think it’s embarrassing...)

(Sometimes, Carla-san is my own pace ...)

Carla: But... certainly, there are those who put extra trouble in my path.

I’ll give those vampires, the reasonable reason why you should stay with me.

Yui: Reasonable?

Place: Violet mansion — living room

Carla: Everyone, come here.

Laito: What, do you need something? Don’t tell me you already got tired of Eve!?

Azusa: Laito... stop acting... like that.

Carla: It’s the opposite of what you just said. I began to finally see signs of me becoming king.

Kou: Eh!? You really did it! So that's means that Carla is determined to be the king, right?

Carla: No, I still need time and blood to get the full seat of the king.

Subaru: Her blood... so you need to suck more of her?

Carla: That's right. Therefore, Eve won’t return to the dungeon, she’ll move to my room instead.

Laito: In other words, Carla is monopolizing Eve. The eldest son always gets the best prize.

Kou: That’s crap. I also want to have a sip from Eve's blood.

Azusa: Both of you ... shouldn’t say... such things.

Kou: Suuure.

Subaru: ... So last night too ... that means you sucked her blood yesterday as well?

Seriously, I feel like I’m getting sick...

Laito: Hmm? Subaru-kun, what did you say?

Subaru: Whatever! I wonder if it’s really about that, or you might have fallen for her!

*Subaru leaves and slams door*

Azusa: Ah, Subaru... he‘s gone... just what... happened to him?

Carla: ...Hmph, leave him alone.

Place: Violet mansion — Corridor

Yui: (Carla-san, I hope he’s okay. He told me that he’ll talk to everyone...)

*Subaru appears*

Yui: Oh, Subaru-kun. Just in the right place.

Subaru: ... What is it, you scared me. Shouldn‘t you be resting in your room or something?

Yui: Thank you for worrying. But, my health is fine now.

Subaru: No, I wasn’t worrying about you!

Yui: (Subaru-kun, are you somewhat annoyed? ...Ngh, what!)

(Is it because he saw me being with Carla-san together in that room on the other day!?)

Oh, yeah! Subaru-kun. Yesterday, about the thing with Carla—

Subaru: Shut up, I didn’t ask about it. You gave your blood to that guy, right?

Yui: Huh? Oh, yes...

Subaru: Are you serious, you’re still letting him suck your blood? Besides, you can resist him, don’t be so stupid!

Yui: E-Even if you say it like that...

(Why is he so upset? Is he, worried about me ... is that it?)

(I-I don’t know Subaru-kun's bad mood point!)

Subaru: ...Tch, what’s holding you on this guy?

Yui: Huh?

Subaru: Even if he’s cold-hearted, sometimes rude, I thought it was normal as my bigger brother.

But, he’s acting so stupid to his female partner... fuck.

Yui: (Oh ... that’s right, until now Subaru-kun respected Carla-san as his elder brother)

(So I'm destroying his view, because I did something terrible — ... is that it?)

Hey, Subaru-kun. When I was locked up in the dungeon, you where the one who delivered the meals, right?

Subaru: Oh? What's up with that?

Yui: At that time, didn’t you think that Carla-san who repeated sucking my blood, was acting bad?

Subaru: That’s not it...

... No, why not? At that time ... I didn't think too much about it..

But, now I'm irritated. In my eyes, this guy shouldn’t force a woman to—

*weird noise*

Subaru: ...ngh... agh...

Yui: Huh!? Subaru-kun, are you alrighty!?

Subaru: Not again, what on earth happened... don't make... any noise...

Yui: B-But...

(This is the same as when Carla-san regained his memory, right? If that’s true—)

(He’s trying to remember everything. Certainly, memories of something seem to get back in Subaru-kun’s head!)

Subaru: ... My head, it’s spinning around a lot .... Right now, it's already settling down again ...

Yui: Eh... did you, have a headache like this before already?

Subaru: Once in a while .... Certainly, when I treated your bite mark ... and later...

Yui: My…?

(Yes, blood! Carla-san said that every time he drank my blood, a memory of him occurred)

(At that time, because he drank blood, did Subaru-kun's memories try to come back?)

(But, that’s not enough. As it is now, I’m sure he will remember, I’m sure he can—!)

Carla: In such a place, what are you two doing here?

Yui: Carla-san... !

Subaru: Tch... so you really, did follow me...

Carla: ... what’s wrong, got a problem?

Subaru: Not at all! ...Ngh... agh...

Yui: Carla-san! It seems like Subaru-kun's memories are returning!

Carla: His memories?

Yui: Maybe, Subaru-kun’s old memories were triggered by something. I don’t know what it is yet—

Carla: ...Hmph, I see. So that’s why he was acting strange lately.

Leave him alone. He won‘t die.

Yui: Such... ngh!

(Just a little more, he might be able to recall his memories and remember me... !)

... For Carla-san, the vampires might not be important, but for me they are.

That means, I respect and support Carla-san and Subaru-kun.

Carla: ... What?

Subaru: ...You stupid... Idiot...

Yui: Right now, you spoke happily. The sword techniques and the ability to put everyone together, the strong personality of your brother.

It might not be your real brother. But, for now the two of you are brothers.

You told me you’d protect me whatever happens... as the founders king, right?

Carla: ... That’s correct.

You, too, have become a more suitable bride for the founders king. It wouldn’t look bad.

Yui: Well then ...!

Carla: I am trusting you and I will lend him my hand... thanks to you.

Yui: Thank you! I swear you won’t regret it!

Oh ... but, I have no idea how to make him remember everything completely...

Carla: It may take some time to restore his entire memories. This place will be accommodated by me.

Subaru: Ngh... what a selfish thing, I wish I could laugh .... ngh

*Carla gets closer to Subaru*

Carla: This is such a humble vampire style.

Subaru: Wh... What?

Carla: I do look down on you. But, you still are—

Karl-Heinz's son.

Subaru: ...Karl-Heinz...

Ngh, ah, aghhhhh!?

Yui: Subaru-kun!?

Subaru: K...Karl-heinz... my fucking... father, how did I forget—

Yui: Eh, how did you ...

Subaru: ...Agh... ngh...

*Subaru collapses*

Yui: Agh ... Subaru-kun!? What’s wrong! What should we do, Carla-san... !?

Carla: There is no need to panic. He just lost his consciousness.

... It seems that my words, made his memories return completely.

Yui: Eh... !

Carla: We can’t be determined until it’s confirmed. Anyway, it would be troublesome if someone saw us now.

Let’s carry him to his room for now.... For real, that vampire style is really pissing me off.

But, I hope that he’ll be able to help me since I recovered his memories—

Place: Violet mansion — Subaru’s bedroom

Yui: Subaru-kun... he didn‘t wake up yet.

(I might stay in bed for some time now, he won't even look straight at me ...)

Carla: Are you worried?

Yui: Yes, of course I am.

Carla: This man is a vampire. He won’t die that easily. If you just let him rest, he’ll wake up soon.

Yui: Th-That's right...

Carla: Don't look worried like that. Aren’t you believing in my words?

Yui: That's wrong! I do believe you.

Carla: Then, if you don't feel anxious. Come closer to me.

*Carla comes closer*

Yui: Ah...

Carla: Let's stay like this until you settled down. If you are depressed, you will lose your spirit.

Yui: That's right. I'm sorry ...

Carla: There is no need to apologize. However, at such a time, you can always rely on me.

For what purpose, did we make a vow to support each other then?

Yui: ...! That's right. Thank you for reminding me.

(Even if it’s, just for this moment... being in Carla-san’s arms, I’m so relieved ...)

Subaru: Ugh... Nn...

Yui: Ngh! Subaru-kun!?

*Carla backs off*

Carla: Apparently, it seems like you‘re awake.

Subaru: ...Seeing your face for the first time, after waking up from that crap is really giving me a hard time...

Carla: Hmph, it seems that you at least remember how to handle your big mouth.

Subaru: Ah... my head is still messing around with me...

Yui: Tell me, you really remember?

Subaru: Be quiet already... I remember the Sakamaki mansion... I swear I remembered everything.

Yui: (From Subaru-kun's mouth, those words, ngh ...)

I-I‘m so relieved... ! I‘m happy you remember!

Subaru: Tch... are you turning fully insane now!? Now tell me, what's up with this world. Explain it properly.

Yui: Y-Yes, sure.

*time passed*

Subaru: ... You must be kidding. Are you really confined in this world being fake?

Moreover, everyone's memories are being altered, it's a tough situation.

Carla: The cause of this hasn’t been fully understood yet.

I myself, am very dissatisfied with this situation. If possible I would’ve preferred to live without the low class of vampires.

Subaru: Same here, it's the most horrible thing to live under the same roof as a founder.

Yui: Uh, calm down... we don’t have time to fight now

Carla: Yui is right.

I don’t know who is the cause of this situation. —But, we won’t go through an easy journey while figuring that out.

Subaru: No wonder.

Carla: Then we’re sharing the same thoughts. I hope you’ll be useful if we’re going to the church.

Subaru: What? What are you talking about?

Yui: Well, it's like a church is the center of this world.

Subaru: The church? The place where you slept?

Yui: Yup. It seems like the power is spreading from there to this whole world, so there may be something hidden in the church.

That’s why, we thought about going to check what’s really in there.

Subaru: This sounds like a shady story...

But ... I feel like I also want to change the situation, that’s why I want to help you.

Yui: Yes... !

Subaru: I don’t have the desire to join hands with the founders though. We will only temporarily cooperate.

Yui: Thank you!

(It's good enough, if they just to cooperate for now...)

Carla: All right. Your power, it will be good to use it for me.

Yui: Huh? Carla-san?

Subaru: I’m not doing this for you asshole! Didn’t you listen to what I just said!?

Carla: Isn’t it only natural for the lower people to follow me, the one who’s a First Blood?

Subaru: As if I want to follow you! I’m not your privat servant or something!

Carla: My servant? As if you’d be good enough to be my servant. Don't come up with that.

Subaru: I’d be less than a servant!?

Yui: P-Please stop...

(I-I wonder if it’s okay to work with such conditions...)

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Diabolik lovers Chaos Lineage: Shin Tsukinami (Story 02)

Place: Orange mansion — Shin’s bedroom

Yui: Ngh...

(Where... am I... ?)

Agh!

*Yui jumps up*

Yui: (That’s right! Yesterday, I fell asleep in Shin-kun's room...)

(Shin-kun, he’s not here... ? Is he already awake?)

(Yesterday, nobody believed me when I complained about this place being strange)

(Rather, I was told that I’m wrong ...)

(Nobody seemed to doubt their memories. Even Shin-kun, forgot about me ...)

*flashback*

Shin: You remembered everything about the fact that you’re the Eve from the legend, right? Then you can do it right away, can’t you?

Yui: Legend… what are you talking about? Shin-kun, somehow you’re acting strange!

Shin: You’re the strange one. In the first place, who allowed you talking to me so familiar?

Yui: Eh…but, I’ve always been talking to you like that until now, didn’t I?

Always, ever since we became lovers…

Shin: Lovers? Aaah. Did you finally go completely crazy because I sucked your blood earlier?

There’s no way we could be lovers. We met for the first time hardly one day ago.

Yui: That’s...

*end flashback*

Yui: (After all, it was useless.... he forgot everything, that we were lovers and even his real brother)

(If I think more about yesterday, I’ll just end up crying, this situation is weird)

(Not only Shin-kun. Also Ruki-kun seems to have forgotten his true brothers ...)

(Do I really have to live in this world, while Shin-kun has no memories?)

(I hate this situation... )

(... I'm sorry if I get weak. There must be a way for everyone's memories to be restored ...)

(Because I was able to remember, there must be a way to return everyone's memories.)

(Yes... it's too early to give up already! I need to work hard to make them remember!)

*footsteps approach*

Yui: (Who could it be... ?)

Shin: Ha? That look... You really haven’t even changed your clothes yet.

Yui: Shin-kun.

Shin: *sigh* ... How long are you going to take to dress up?

My older brother just came back again. That's why you should change your clothes. We’re going to meet in the living room.

Yui: Yes, I-I’m sorry. I’ll go and change my clothes now... !

(That’s true... I’m not in a situation where I’m allowed to be slow, I need to change my clothes quickly)

Shin: I'm telling you, don't forget that you’re in my room here. I’d feel troubled if you’re acting too relaxed.

Yui: Yes, I know...

Shin: You can apologize later, hurry up and get ready now.

Yui: Understood. Well then let me use the bathroom real quick.

Shin: Hah? Why would you bother going so far? You can change your clothes here.

Yui: Eh?

Shin: Hurry up already. I’ll wait until you’re done.

Yui: But, I can’t change them while you’re here, Shin-kun ...

(You can’t see it, right?)

Shin: ...What? Maybe, is it embarrassing to change your clothes while you’re seen by me?

This is still my room, isn’t it?

Yui: Yes, it is but it's still embarrassing.

(Why does Shin-kun want me to change my clothes in front of his eyes so bad...)

Shin: Foolish woman. You desperately want to hide your body which is no big deal.

Even if I look at you while you’re changing your clothes, there won’t be any difference. Hah... why can’t you just do what I tell you.

Yui: U-Ugh... ! I'm embarrassed and I can't help it.

Shin: Well, whatever. I don’t want my elder brother to wait any longer in the living room.

I’ll wait in front of the room so you can change your clothes.

However, I’ll only wait 5 minutes. Hurry up.

Yui: Y-Yes! Thank you... !

*Shin leaves*

Yui: (I got 5 minutes, all right. I have to change my clothes quickly before Shin-kun gets mad!)

Place: Orange Mansion — Corridor

Yui: Shin-kun, I’m done... !

Shin: I've been waiting for a while.

Yui: Sorry...

Shin: Hah, well, whatever. My brother is waiting. Follow me.

Yui: Y-Yes...

(I wonder what’s the reason, Ruki-kun’s calling us for?)

(Maybe, he get information about becoming the king?)

(However, what will happen if they’re going to fight?)

(If so, what would happen if Shin-kun and everyone else would get hurt. I’d be so worried...)

Place: Orange mansion — Living room

Shin: Thanks for waiting, brother. I brought Eve with me.

Ruki: Finally.

Kanato: So you finally decided to come? You really made me wait while having that smirk on your face.

Ayato: You’re late, Shin! Chichinashi! It's not a good feeling to make yours truly wait so long.

Yui: S-Sorry.

Shin: Be quiet. Don't be so stunned, usually you’re the one who comes late.

Yui: (Everyone’s really gathered here. After all, I knew we’ll talk about something important ...)

Shin: Come on, Eve. Here, sit down.

Yui: Yes. Thank you.

*Yui sits down*

Ayato: So, why did you call us today, Ruki?

Ruki: Oh, about that, this time Eve will join us. That’s because, I’d like to ask you about a critical task.

Yui: (Critical task... He means, like going on a reconnaissance or a battle preparation?)

Ruki: So for today. We’ll do a full house cleaning, which means repairing everything.

Yui: (... Eh? Now Ruki-kun, said we’re going to cleaning up ...? Did I really hear that correctly?)

Shin: Cleaning? Ha, this really sounds like my brother.

Ayato: Screw that! Why should I clean up anyone’s mess because you told me to?

Kanato: Please do it yourself if you want to do it. It doesn't matter to me.

Ruki: *sigh* ... You two... why do you think we actually need to repair the house?

There’s a hole in the wall of the corridor and a lamp in the kitchen is broken.

Everything was destroyed, which is the result of your violent behavior.

Yui: (Is that so... Ayato-kun and Kanato-kun’s behavior didn’t change at all in this situation)

Ayato: So that’s why! But how can you prove it was our doing?

Kanato: Are you really putting yourself on the throne while you can’t manage to clean the mansion and blame us at the end? You really are the worst.

Shin: Just what are you two trying to saying? If it's not your fault, who's fault is it?

Ruki: Listen to me, now. I was trying to be nice, but I’m clearly at the limit of my patience.

Yui: (He really is at the limit of his patience. It feels like, I understand the trouble Ruki-kun’s going through)

Ruki: That's why. It’s a good opportunity to repair the entire house. Because you can't complain at all.

Yui: (I see, it was about cleaning. I thought it was a strategy meeting for a fight, so I feel relieved.)

(It's good that we’re doing something so relaxing for today)

Ruki: I already decided, everyones allocations for today. I, Shin and Eve are staying in the house. Ayato and Kanato are working in the garden.

Ayato: What? Wait! Why do I have to brush the grass in the garden!

Kanato: I’m not convinced either. Why aren’t the two guys who are comfortable with this, Ruki and Shin leaving the warm house?

It’s unfair that only Shin, who’s already doing nothing, is allowed to do the easy work out of all people!

Ruki: We can’t afford to leave the reparation in the mansion to both of you.

You two would immediately destroy things again and this would cause more trouble for me.

Shin: Hehe... well, seems like I got a good job.

Ruki: That’s it. There’s nothing to complain anymore. Now, let’s finally start working. I’ll keep everyone in my eyes.

Shin: Come on, it's time for cleaning. You two need good luck since we have a lot of grass.

Ayato: Tch, stupid asshole.

Kanato: Treating me like this ..., you’ll definitely regret that.

Yui: (It looks like they aren‘t convinced yet, but they still follow Ruki-kun's orders)

(Because the mood was mainly anxious yesterday, I’m glad that the mood is a little softer today...)

Place: Orange Mansion — Corridor

Shin: The wallpaper is broken here too. I remember it, Ayato and Kanato were putting water on them.

Yui: They really did that?

Shin: Yeah, that’s right. It’s a really pain in ass if you need to live with such idiots like them.

Aah, looks like we need to change it.

Before preparing a new wallpaper, we should peel off this one.

Yui: Yes.

*time passes*

Yui: Let's mix those wallpapers.

Shin: Yeah.

You see, it would look better, a little like this.

Yui: Understood.

Shin: Looks good. Ugh... ahem... ahem... ahem...

Yui: Shin-kun! Are you okay?

Shin: It’s so much... ahem... dust... ahem

Yui: Yes... that’s true. It would’ve been great if we didn’t need change it in the first place.

Shin: Yeah that’s true. But my elder brother may have wanted to clean it all the time, but Ayato was always running away from it.

But this really is, a good opportunity for a change. I hope I made my brother happy with this.

Yui: Hehe.

Shin: Hm? What are you laughing at?

Yui: Oh, sorry. Shin-kun, I was just thinking about your weird relationship with your brothers.

Shin: Well whatever. I don’t really care.

Yui: (After all, he doesn’t think it’s strange that Ruki-kun’s his brother)

(But, Shin-kun doesn’t even know that his real brother is Carla-san...)

(The feelings he has toward Ruki-kun are normally the ones he has for Carla-san ...)

(After all I should try telling Shin-kun again)

Shin: Hey, hand me the wallpaper.

Yui: Yes...

(But, how can I make his memories return back to normal ...)

(If I don't do anything, it’ll be always like this)

Shin: Hey, are you thinking about something strange once again?

Yui: Huh...!?

(I wonder if he was worried because the look on my face changed .... Shin-kun’s really sharp)

Well, I haven't thought about anything strange ...

I‘m sorry, I just feel bad. It’s just, uhm...

Shin: And that’s why..., you‘re always saying such things and they’re so annoying!

*Shin comes closer*

Yui: Kya... !

Shin: You‘re still thinking about yesterday, aren‘t you? This is getting on my nerves.

I always catch you when you think about weird stuff, but you don’t notice it at all, you’re just so damn annoying.

Yui: (That’s frustrating... Shin-kun suddenly got so angry with me)

Shin: Listen to me now because I won‘t repeat myself. Now tell me, what do you want to say? Don’t try to fool me anymore.

Yui: ...

Shin: Tch, now you‘re just quiet.

Yui: (Would it be better to say something... ? But, I feel like it’s useless to say anything to Shin-kun now ...)

(His memories are fake, he can't be immediately convinced if I‘d say anything suddenly)

Shin: Hmh. You can‘t even look at me anymore. Maybe, you think it’s better if you avoid talking to me?

Yui: ...Ngh!

Shin: Yes. You‘re looking at me again. With those eyes of yours which are close to cry.

Yui: ...Ngh.

(I’m so scared even if the most important person to me, Shin-kun is right in front of me ...!)

Shin: Hehehe, that face really is the best.

Yui: (Even if I hear your voice, feel your body temperature, your smell or breath, it's all the same...)

(The warmth when I was touched before, I can still remember everything...)

(But Shin-kun forgot me completely— ngh)

Choices

1) — Shed tears (white) ♡ ♡ ♡

2) — Look away (black)

— Shed tears ♡

Shin: Aah, your tears are shedding.

Yui: No, I‘m not crying...

Shin: You can’t even deny the easiest thing anymore. You see, what is this?

Yui: ...Ngh

(He really whipped my tears away...)

(I will misunderstand that... He’s still not caring at all about my feelings)

(If that’s not the case... Ngh)

(But, my heart screams for him so badly ...)

Shin: You‘re wasting your tears.

Yui: (What do you mean? What am I supposed to do...?)

— Look away

Shin: Why are you closing your eyes? Don’t tell me, you’re expecting a kiss or something?

Yui: ... N-No I’m not.

Shin: If that’s so, open your eyes.

You should look at me directly. Without looking away.

Look me directly in my eyes.

Yui: ...Ngh!

Yui: (What are you going to do... ?)

end Choices

Shin: I'd like to see you cry more and more while you have that look on your face.

From this soft-looking neck, from your shoulders which are shaking because you‘re scared, I will suck from everywhere.

Yui: No, wait, Shin-kun... !

*footsteps approach*

??? : What are you doing, Shin?

*Shin backs off*

Shin: Brother! Nothing, nothing in particular.

Ruki: ... Really? It didn’t really look like nothing to me.

Yui: (I wonder, did Ruki-kun watch us the entire time?)

Ruki: I hope you understand your situation, I‘m feeling betrayed by your actions now, Shin.

You‘re not supposed to fantasize about Eve’s blood, you should only protect her in any situation.

Shin: It’s fine, I know that. I‘d never do anything to make you feel betrayed, brother.

I‘m completely different from Ayato or Kanato. They‘d probably be attached to her.

Ruki: Yes, I know that. And you wouldn‘t be... right?

Place: Orange Mansion — Garden

*rushling sound*

Kanato: It doesn’t, It doesn’t decrease even if you unplug it. Screw that shit! Fuck it!

It feels like...this kind of mud... I’m having such a hard time ..., why... why am I supposed to do this... !

Ayato: Ugh! Why do I need to work with such a crybaby like you! You better stop crying already because you’re annoying me!

Kanato: But I...

Ayato: Damnit! This asshole really thinks he can order me around like that, I‘ll make him regret his choice!

*cutting sound*

Kanato: Ih! I cut my hands with the grass... It really can‘t get any worse... !

Agggh... I don‘t want to do this anymore. I want to... go home soon... and eat my delicious sweets ...

Ayato: ...Shit! Stop crying! First of all, why are we actually following his orders?

Hey Kanato, let's get this shit done by tomorrow. Let's continue with all our energy then.

Kanato: Yes... that sounds good. I finally want to emanate another feeling besides being pained by this work.

Ayato: Hehe, yes, let’s get out of here already.

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