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“Are you fucking kidding, Jean/Jade Gray?”
J rolls their eyes, “I’m just telling you to wash the fucking dishes for once, Kai,” perhaps there’s a little smirk on their lips as they say so—perhaps—they add, “Or do you have... so little interest in— in my body— in your craft?”
Almost offended, Kai purses their lips, crosses their arms, “Don’t joke around. Of course I want you.”
“I don’t feel exactly wanted. Especially when you’re not willing to compromise,” J pouts, almost mockingly, “Just the dishes, dear.”
A groan, followed by a complaint, “I know it’s not gonna be just the dishes. You’re playing so dirty.”
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no title, just a little thing i wrote up just now bc i had the idea
takes place roughly around book 5-75, replacing the scene where yuu goes to look for grim. mild content warning for an injury but it's not too graphic i dont think
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The sky is black and grey with the remains of storm clouds; the streets are glassy like mirrors, made as such by the sudden downpour of rain during the evening and all throughout the night. Reflected in the slick stone tiles is the magical flame from the streetlamps, setting the ground ablaze with harsh light.
Yu pays all of this little mind as he dashes across campus, his sneakers already soaked through the soles. The cold hardly bothers him—it doesn’t stand a chance when his anxiety is already gnawing away at him.
[ x1 Blot Crystal remains at the coliseum. ]
If the blot crystal remains at the Purple Stage, it won’t be found until after the Culture Fair—and if so, it will continue to affect visitors to the end of the event. Yu is far from a saint, but after bearing witness to five separate overblots, he refuses to run any risks.
He has to get to that crystal, and hide it with all the others. And soon.
After what feels like too long, he finally reaches the coliseum. The gates are closed, almost mockingly so, but that’s fine—they’re not too tall, so without too much overthinking, Yu manages to scale them and end up free on the other side. As soon as he does, he pushes his freezing feet and hurries to the stage.
[ Set tracker to find target object? ]
“Yes, please,” mutters Yu, feeling jittery. While he waits for the tracker to activate, he looks around in short, shivering jerks of his head.
[ USER is 10m from Blot Crystal. ]
And so begins the game of hot and cold pursuit—relying on the tracker, Yu searches desperately for the latest blot crystal, even as he has to zip up his pitifully thin jacket and rub his chilled hands together through his gloves. But he refuses to give up, strangely motivated by some reason.
Until he finally finds it.
[ USER is 0m from Blot Crystal. ]
Thank fuck, he thinks, forcing a hand through the foundations of the stage and blindly grabbing until his grip connects with a rock-like object. One numbly painful extrication later, he has the blot crystal in his hands. It’s almost identical to the others, but with a distinct sickeningly saccharine scent, and a violet hue around the edges.
And, disturbingly, it feels warm through Yu’s gloves. No, not warm—warm would describe the feeling of Riddle’s crystal, with the lingering effect of his overpowering fire spells. This feels more like—like—
At the same time that Yu becomes aware of his palm being corroded to rawness, his head is assaulted by an acute feeling of painful dizziness. He gasps and drops the crystal, hearing it sizzle menacingly all the way down, and tears off what remains of his glove. The cold air stings where it touches the now-exposed skin of his palm, an angry red. Veiny lines of black start to stretch outwards from the edges of the corrosion.
[ DEBUFF ACQUIRED — Fairest Poison: -1 HP every second until medical intervention or unconsciousness. Increased dizziness, nausea, and shortness of breathing. ]
[ DEBUFF ACQUIRED — Blot Exposure (Lvl. 2): USER will begin to experience lightheadedness and other symptoms of sickness. Max HP is reduced by 20 points. ]
[ BLOT METER: 30/100 … 38/100 … 46/100 … ]
[ HP: 68/80 … 67/80 … 66/80 … ]
“What the fuck?” asks Yu aloud, because his head hurts too much to think right now. “Why does the crystal have poison on it—oh, who am I kidding, it was V—”
He staggers, losing his sense of balance as pain blooms in his head again. It throbs again, then, so intensely that his vision blacks out for a moment. More and more notifications pop up in his peripheral, but he can’t read what they say.
“Ughh…”
Yu sways dangerously when he tries to take a step forward, losing control of his body for a frankly terrifying amount of seconds. When the coordination partially comes back to him, he tries to continue, but his head hurts even more, and—
Suddenly he’s on his knees. When did that happen?
“Gotta at least… get someone to help,” he mutters, shaking his head to try and clear the dizziness. It doesn’t work. And then, placing his damaged hand on his knee, he tries to stand up but immediately hisses in pain. “Shit—I just need to—”
Out of the corner of his eye flashes the biggest notification so far:
[ WARNING: HP is low. Fainting imminent. ]
“—get outta… here…”
The ground seems to come up to meet him. Yu’s eyes slip shut, and he experiences the peace of one’s senses vanishing.
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