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Maid!Brothers

Here you go folks, some maid brothers as a treat. I know these are also probably just what they did for the butler event but...maids. SFW for these ones, although with enough convincing, I might be pressed to make NSFW ones. Enjoy!

Congratulations! For better or for worse, and for the next few days, the demons that reside in the House of Lamentation are now your maids. Is this due to a curse? Another one of Diavolo’s somewhat sadistic schemes? A dare gone too far? Perhaps you’ve used your pact powers for good evil? Who knows at this point? And to be fair, who cares how it started when you have seven demons greet you at the door every morning?

Lucifer

He was very much not pleased at first. At all. But not for the reasons you’d expect. All of his time spent serving you completely is going to disrupt his enormous piles of work. However, Diavolo has given him a few days leave to...explore this new...career. Now that he’s in this situation with no way out for the foreseeable future, he has no choice but to be the best maid the likes of which you or the Devildom has never seen before. He must go the full mile for the sake of his pride. No one will be making fun of him once he perfectly fulfills his role, and just because he’s wearing a dress and an apron doesn’t mean he’s not still completely bone-chillingly intimidating. In fact, now that he has more free time and his eyes on you nearly everywhere you go, this new form of his is almost scarier.

He wears a traditional outfit; Victorian. One with the long unruffled skirt and sleeves. You hardly see him in white, so the stark pureness of his apron and headband are almost off-putting, but it grows on you quickly. The buttons on his collar and cuffs are a bright royal blue. He’s insistent on still wearing his gloves, which somehow only add more flair to his uniform. You never assumed he’d be caught wearing something like this, and yet he’s so confident in it, you could mistakenly assume he’s done this before.

His main chore is making sure the other maids (his brothers) are fulfilling their duties. He’s written up a beautiful schedule complete with shift changes and chore swaps so no one can complain too much. If he hadn’t done this, nothing would get finished, and all of his brothers would end up flocking to you instead. Of course, with him being in charge of this, no one can prevent him from making sure he gets to stick by your side more than the others by a considerable margin.

Everything he does is absolutely flawless. Your room has never been cleaner or more organized, although now you have a difficult time finding any of your things. Your pens are gathered up by...ink density? And your clothes by material? Now you’re resorted to ask for his assistance. He knows exactly what you like, and how you prefer it prepared. And once, you’d even begin to sneeze and he’d already prepared a handkerchief for you.

Of course...this new caretaking biz of his has unlocked a new side of him, or at least a side he’s never had the time or energy to show. He’s unbelievably, heart-wrenchingly, mind-numbingly...fussy. Constantly straightening your clothes, fixing your hair, asking you every five minutes if there’s anything he can do. You’re unsure if he feels you’re incapable of doing anything right by yourself, or if he just has such an overwhelming urge to take care of you that he can’t even let you put your own shoes on.

“Master, I can’t help but notice you’ve not completed your assignments for today. I’ve already prepared your desk, let me escort you to your room.”

“Master, I know Super Crunchy Devil-Sweet Cookies are your favorite, but they are not good for you. Here, I’ve already prepared a perfectly healthy snack. I know you’ll love it.”

“Master, it is five minutes till your bed-time. I am fully aware you are an adult...yes...nonetheless, I have your bed prepared and will not leave till you are safely in a slumber. I will tuck you in, you must get good sleep after all.”

“Master, let me make sure your bathwater is a safe temperature.”

“Master, let me cut your food for you.”

As the days dredge on, he gets more desperate. It’s been a while since you’ve done something on your own. Lucifer is almost always there. You enjoy it to a degree, but it’s a tad...how do we say...suffocating, knowing your every action is under his watchful gaze. At this moment in time, you’re still unaware if this is how he naturally is, or, without endless work to hold him back, if he’s spiraling out of control. Either way, as much as you appreciate him taking complete care of you, you’ll be happy when the old Lucifer is back.

However, as much as he pushes you, you enjoy the moments with him. You find more fondness for him with every soft brush of his gloves, with all the things he keeps hidden in his pockets only to brandish them whenever you need them.

At one point, you’d both been so drained from the day’s activities, you both went for a stroll in the garden to clear your heads. Yawning, you took a seat on the soft grass, your back leaned up against the trunk of a tree. As you listened to the wind rustle the leaves, Lucifer looked down at you with a small frown. Then, sighing, he joined you, tucking the fabric of his skirt against his legs as he sat. How long had it been since he had simply sat outside for some air? Too long. You both embraced the silence for a moment. No more chattering maids, no more assignments, just the sound of gentle breaths against the breeze. You tilted your head back, watching from the corner of your eye as Lucifer brushed a stray leaf off his apron.

“I’ve exhausted you,” he proclaimed in a soft voice.

You couldn’t quite tell him he hadn’t…”I’m just tired in general.”

He huffs, knowing he was right but not pushing you any further. “Here…” You feel his gloved hand cup the back of your head. The heart in your chest squeezes, but you allow him to guide your body in a lying position, head in his lap. You can’t find the breath to say anything, so you simply adjust into a comfortable position, bringing one of your hands close to your face to gently grasp the apron fabric.

You don’t remember falling asleep, so you don’t recall Lucifer’s arm wrapping around your waist, his sigh of relief when you get some rest, and his eventual slumber when he too lets the peace of your company lull him to sleep.

Maybe him being a maid wasn’t so terrible after all.

Mammon

He was also not happy. So unhappy in fact, he’d refused to have anything to do with this. How is he supposed to make money off this whole deal? Where’s the fun? The thrill? No, no, no, he was absolutely not going to participate. He expected some sort of begging or coercion, but actually each of his brothers were alright in knowing each of them would have more time with you with Mammon out of the way. Well, out of everything, he was not having that. Right after his outburst, he was all too happy to be onboard. He proclaimed he was going to be the best, the cutest, the most amazing maid ever. Naturally. So, all of his brothers might as well go home and leave it to him. The Great Mammon would take it from here. One, they were already home. Two, no, none of them were leaving. As a maid, he’ll most likely end up messing up a lot of things, but you’ve never seen him try harder in his life for something that wasn’t attached with a price tag. And that honestly made it worth it.

He wears a uniform with short sleeves and a mid-rise skirt that stops right at his knees. It sort of reminds you of a diner outfit more than a maid uniform, with two separate pockets sewn into the apron. The apron itself doesn’t go over the chest and around the neck, instead, it simply ties around the waist. The bow wrapped in his hair and his knee-high socks are a pleasing gold color, one that matches the sunglasses he still wears despite it not fitting the rest of his look.

His main chore is errand boy. He’s running from here and there to get you and his brothers what they need to carry out their chores. He’s always busy buying groceries, delivering things to your room, dropping off supplies for the other maids to use. Not only is he the fastest so this is more efficient, but it does a pretty good job of wearing him out at the end of the day.

He always has had the capacity to be cute, but somehow with this new occupation of his, he’s become increasingly adorable. And it’s during this time where you realize how much he cares and pays attention to you. He may be considered a terrible maid, but you appreciate his efforts and the gifts he bought for you, even if he had spent the money for food on it. And where Lucifer strives to keep you safe, Mammon strives to keep you entertained, even if it means going against his older brother’s carefully laid plans.

“Master! While I was out grocery shopping I saw your favorite snacks and snagged them for ya! If you eat them now, I’ll take the trash away so Lucifer never knows, eh?”

“Here is your dinner, Master. I’m sorry it’s so late, Satan was making it all wrong! Tch, What kind of maid forgets that you prefer it prepared soft and without any Super Spicy Devil’s Sauce? I had him remake the whole thing for ya.”

“Welcome home, Master! I’ve finished all my errands for today! So...can I...spend the rest of the day serving you personally?”

“Hey! Master! Lucifer is busy helping Asmo with the laundry, how about we sneak away? You deserve to have a little bit of fun, eh?”

“Master? Oi, Master?...I can’t sleep...can I get something for you? Anything?...No, I didn’t say nothin’, go back to bed.”

Despite the fact that he’s been working non-stop for a change, he’s not that different from the normal Mammon except...maybe not as tsundere. And you’d be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy the beam of joy in his face when he got to welcome you home. He’d make sure if you had another tasteless healthy dinner that there would be a steaming cup of ramen on your nightstand. He’d always keep a little gift in the confines of his apron pockets to give to you anytime he saw you. He’d no longer try to hide his affection, only now he’d excuse it away under the maid excuse. You’d miss it.

You’d especially miss the thrill of having him squirrel you away, the shared giggles between the two of you as Lucifer and his other brothers would run all throughout the house, all in a tizzy, looking for where you’d run off to. Mammon and you both were aware they’d find you in time, so you’d never take the moments for granted.

With one of those moments, he helped you up to the roof through the window. Absolutely dangerous? Probably, but he never once let you go. As he grasped your hand, helping you get steady footing amongst the shingles, the voice of frantic maids calling your title could be heard below. You lifted your head to look in Mammon’s eyes before the two of you started laughing.

“How long ya wanna bet?” The glint in his eyes shone brightly against the Devildom moon, the cheeky tug of his lips manifesting into a smirk.

“This time around?” A breathy scoff escaped your lungs, interrupted by the booming voice of Lucifer calling out Mammon’s name. You didn’t have long. “Ten minutes, tops.”

“Ten?” His eyebrows raised, and he gave a little tisk. “I say seven. If I win, I get to keep this little trinket in my pocket.” He pat his hand over the proclaimed pocket, your curiosity sparking. “If you win, I give it to you.” You both heard a door slam open, and so Mammon quickly grasped the sides of your shoulders to pull you both away from the edge. But it had been too late. Lucifer was on the roof before you two before you could even blink, dragging you both inside the house from the back of your collars.

You had figured Mammon won, since technically it was closest to his guess, however, later that night you found a strange little gift beside your bed. He’d won yet still given you his prize...

Levi

Secretly excited. A little embarrassed, but pleased about the fact that he basically gets to cosplay? Without anyone making fun of him? It’s a little dream of his, and he holds maids in high regard so he gets a short confidence boost. In fact, for the first time in a while, his brothers look to him for advice. He knows all about maids after all, so he knows how to act, what to do, and what to say. No longer is anyone teasing him for being knowledgeable about this topic. As a maid, his Moe points went up by 35, his Dandere points went up by 10, but your overall love for him goes up drastically.

You know he has to wear the most kawaii maid uniform you’ve ever seen. It goes mid-thigh, the skirt poofy from multiple ruffled layers. There’s an orange bow across the chest, some lining the skirt, and one large one in the back. It’s very Lolita, little lacy details scattered everywhere, even his headband. The only thing keeping his legs from being bare are the thigh-high stockings pulled over his feet. He was very embarrassed at first. He stayed in his room for who knows how long until he was sure everyone else was dressed up too. They tried teasing him, but the stars in your eyes and the exclamation of how cute he looked forced everyone else’s mouth shut. Now his siblings are the envious ones.

Levi doesn’t really have one main chore, but his focus naturally centered around anything water related. Watering the several plants in the house, washing dishes, scrubbing tubs, mopping the floors etc. He takes on more than anyone expected him to, but he doesn’t mind having a longer list. Not only is it simply a maid’s duty which he’s proud to uphold, but he sees them as objectives. Plus he doesn’t mind keeping busy, he’d go crazy without something to do.

Surprisingly enough, Levi is almost neck and neck with Lucifer as best Maid. He gets things done quickly and efficiently. Levi’s determination has helped the House of Lamentation stay squeaky clean, and his shy stuttery nature somehow enhances this role of his. If it’s his unhinged personality or simply an act, you’ll never know. He can hardly look you in the eye, keeping his head bowed, and whether it goes against Lucifer’s wishes or not, he’s all too ready to help get you whatever you desire, as a good maid should.

“W-welcome home, Master. No, please don’t step there! The...the floor is still wet, please forgive me. H-here, let me help guide you to the stairs.”

“Let--let me pull your chair out for you, Master. There we go...is that good? Did--did I do okay?”

“I can’t believe Lucifer denied you what you wished for?! That’s not what a maid is supposed to do! They’re supposed to do everything! They should do what their master asks with a grin and a bow! I can be ten times the maid he is!...So...tell me what it is you want, Master, and I--I will do everything I can to fulfill it for you…”

“I-I know I’m not as good as the other maids, but please, Master, let me do something for you!”

Nothing makes him happier than seeing the smile on your face when he does something right. Only, he makes you a little worried. He’s been pushing himself really hard for this. Suddenly changing his lifestyle all at once must be difficult for him. How has he not gone crazy without playing any of his games?

So you indulge him when you have the chance, ordering him to play a game with you or recommend a new show. Then the excited Levi comes back into view, some of the stress melting away as he describes the shows he knows you will love the best. You do like Maid Levi, but you miss his little rants about broken plot, his cries over character death. The otaku that you’d come to know he had hidden himself away these last few days. You’d be happy for him when it was all over.

Until then, you’d let him take care of you. Even if you didn’t need or want anything, you’d go send him off to do something, watching him swell with happiness. Whenever he’d return, you’d make him bow, taking the time to rub his head and assure him he was doing a swell job.

“Why don’t you get some rest, Levi? You’ve done a lot for me today.”

“I can’t!--I mean, I’m alright, Master. It’s my duty to always be attentive!” He attempted a little curtsey, but you could notice his legs slightly tremble.

“Levi…” Once again, you brushed your hand over the top of his head, a finger curling around one of his strands. “You’ve done the most out of everyone here, and even Lucifer is exhausted. I order you to get some rest.”

“But--”

“You would deny a direct order from your Master?” You raised an eyebrow, but kept the soft smile against your lips. He stiffened, but then slowly shook his head. “Good. While you’re at it, I order you to eat a good meal, take a shower, and get at least 8 hours of sleep, understood?”

All he could do was stammer, shifting the weight of his body from one foot to the other. How long had it been since he’d taken decent care of himself? Much too long, probably. You’d felt strange at first dishing out orders left and right, but you didn’t hesitate with these, holding your ground until Levi lowered his head and obeyed.

At least you still had a few more days left with this power. Maybe you’d make him say something nice about himself tomorrow.

Satan

His annoyance was outweighed by the intriguing curiosity. He’d read about maids in some of his history books, but never had the opportunity to see one much less become one. So, he decided to give it a shot as a learning experience. After all, it was only for a few days, and unlike some of his brothers, he could handle nearly anything for a few days. Besides, he saw this as another opportunity to annoy Lucifer at any turn as well as one-up him by being the better servant.

He wears a cat maid outfit, he really didn’t see another option. The fake cat ears atop his head match his hair color perfectly, as well as the fake tail tied around his waist, sticking out of the skirt. There’s a small kitty shaped hole in the middle of his chest and a green paw print pattern in the corner of his apron. A shiny golden bell attached to a green ribbon adorns his neck. He wasn’t embarrassed putting it on, but once he saw the look on your face when you first caught the sight of him, for once he nearly hid away. He could hardly breathe once you started playing with the bell strapped to his throat.

His main chore is cooking. He knows his way around the kitchen well enough and always knows the proper cookbook if he needs to look up something new. Plus, he always tries to go the extra mile, adding little designs to the food he makes for you. Of course, they’re all cat themed. Not only does he find this a great creative outlet, but he relishes the look of excitement on your face when he lifts the lid to the tray. He loves it even more when you upset Lucifer by setting aside your work for him.

His rather bold and assertive nature slowly melted away with time as a maid. Shy Satan is a rare character indeed, and it has you wondering if this is some sort of act he’s putting on for your amusement. He has been secretly taking lessons from Levi after all. Wherever this new side of him came from, you did your best to enjoy it while you could.

“Here is your lunch, Master...I...do you really want me to say it?...Ahem, I--I’m sure you’ll find it cooked to purr-fection…”

“You called for me, Master? Really? You--I--fine...Nya~...can...I go back to work now?”

“I’m not one to question you, Master, but...Is petting my head while I read to you truly necessary?...Alright then...Just don’t tell anyone else about it, please.”

“Master, do you know anything about the strange red light that’s been distracting me from my duties? You know nothing, huh? Hmm…”

“Meow-ster, Paw-lease, I beg of you, no more cat puns.”

Out of everyone so far, you’ll be the most upset when Satan goes back to his normal lifestyle. He would always be off, doing whatever he wanted, requesting your presence at the strangest and almost most inconvenient of times. As a maid, you always knew where he was, and now he would receive affection on your terms, not his. Although, you can tell it’s driving him a little stir crazy, his head snapping to around with the slightest of noises.

So, you thought leaving him to his own devices for a day and not teasing him would be good for him. So, that day, when he brought you breakfast, you thanked him and nodded, beaming at the whiskers on your pancakes, but then sent him away. He curiously tilted his head, but left you in peace. Lunch came, and you did the same, but this time he frowned. You even went as far as to tell him not to worry about dinner, thinking he needed more of a break, but that’s when he spoke his feelings.

“Have I upset you in some way today, Master?” He turned his head slightly away from you, but kept your gaze.

“Of course not, I just thought you deserved a break from my joking today. I’m sure it’s not fun, being stuck inside most of the day, having me as your master.” You gave him a grin of assurance, but he only seemed more upset.

“Do you think I would put as much effort into my service as I do if I didn’t think you were a worthy Master?” He took a small step towards you. “I’m here because I want to be here, so don’t push me away.” He brushed his forehead against your shoulder, blushing but smiling brightly as you rubbed the top of his head.

He could stay like this for a while longer, you didn’t mind.

Asmo

Possibly the most excited of the bunch. Typically, he’s never a fan to take care of someone other than himself, but he did count you as an exception. He would look absolutely adorable for the next few days? And so would his brothers?! It had taken centuries of pointless begging to try to get them to dress up, but they never did, but somehow you always managed what he could not. He was a little clueless at first on how to take care of someone else, but then he figured he would treat you like he did himself, which resulted in the most caring and loving Asmo you’d seen so far.

Did he already have an outfit in mind? Most definitely. Honestly, he attempted to wear nothing but an apron, but that plan was quickly quashed by his siblings. However, he still found a way to rock the maid outfit in his own way. It was a French style uniform, the top squeezing him like a corset. The skirt was so short, it just reached the top of his thighs. Instead of socks, he opted for fishnet tights and a pair of high heel shoes. How he would get anything done in that, you would never know, but he managed despite all odds.

His main chore consisted of mostly laundry. Washing all the sheets, clothes, and curtains in the house, which would take up a surprising amount of his time. He’d make your bed and fold your clothes, preparing an amazing outfit for you to wear the next day. Other than that, he always made sure you and everything else around him looked amazing.

Not much changed at first, he seemed like normal Asmo, complimenting his looks, standing in strange poses as he went about his daily chores. Then, slowly, he talked about you more, paying more and more attention to you till the unthinkable happened, he neglected himself to make sure you were taken care of.

“Oh, Master! Look at what I’m doing! Wouldn’t you say I’m absolutely ravishing as a maid?”

“Master! I picked out an adorable outfit for you to wear tomorrow, it’ll almost be like we’re matching!”

“Master, please, I know Lucifer said this needs to be done, but look at your eyes. Come with me, we must treat you at once.”

“I’m not sure, Master, I think in this case, Lucifer is right. A healthy Master is a beautiful Master! Although, I think you’re breathtaking already. I couldn’t serve just anyone you know!”

“Shut up, Mammon, I don’t care what my hair looks like right now! Where did the Master run off to?! It’s been hours since they drank any water! Their lack of self care is going to be the death of me…”

Asmo ends up being another one for team health. He does your skin care in the morning and at night before you go to bed. Somehow, he always knows when you run out of water, right by your side to refill your cup/bottle before going back to his chores. Asmo makes a great maid, and you’d be lying if you said you wouldn’t be sad to see him go back to normal.

Somehow, he had the magical potential to make coming out of your comfort zone as comfortable as could be. Would he still do the same when this was over? Well, you guessed you had to enjoy it in the moment while it lasted, while he could put you on a pedestal without shoving other people beneath it.

“Which one for tomorrow, Master?” He held up two articles of clothing, both of which were way different than you would normally think to wear.

You frowned, rubbing the fabric of one of the options between your fingers. “For me? I don’t think either of those...work with me. Is there something else?”

“Not work with you? Oh but, Master, anything can work for you. For example, This one,” He took the top and held it against your chest as he gestured to the mirror, “makes your eyes look amazing. And this one makes anyone look amazing, trust me.”

You took a deep breath in, after all, you’d only really be wearing it at home. “Okay, um...this one. Let’s be bold.” He squealed, setting the right outfit aside for the next day, mumbling something to himself about the most beautiful master in the Devildom...whatever that meant.

He always found a way to make you shine, and being a maid didn’t change that.

Beel

He was rather indifferent to the predicament. Everyone was fine? No injuries or foreboding death? He could still eat? No problem there then. It would disrupt his workout schedule more than he preferred, but he found creative ways to use his chores like an at-home gym session. Plus, any excuse to get to hang around you more or do something for you is something he can get behind. Unlike his other brothers, he’s not seeing this as a competition. He’s going to do what he can to the best and fullest of his abilities, just like he always does. For this reason, he’s always been a sort of foundation to depend on, and you’re glad his new position won’t change anything with him.

His uniform...was an issue at first. Either his sleeves and shoulders would rip or the buttons would pop off the chest, so it took a while until something could be form fitting but remain intact. It had gotten to the point where they opted out of sleeves altogether, they were just such a hassle. But other than that, Beel is surprisingly comfortable in a skirt. There’s no issues with the fabric needing to stretch and bend around his thighs. He could do squats for days without any tears! He does find it hard not to eat the red bows and ribbons on his outfit...they just look like pasta in the right lighting.

Like Levi, he has a lot of scattered cleaning to keep him busy. He mows the lawn, wipes down every window, and handles the vacuuming. It's a sight to behold watching him work. At one point, he got so focused, he picked up an entire couch with just one arm as he cleaned underneath. Do you slyly hide things under couches now to have him get it? That’s a secret only you know the answer to.

He’s very good with his tasks, but he struggles with, as Levi calls it, “Moe”. He does his best, and while he might not get the highest points in this category, just him trying is absolutely enough. He desperately wants to succeed, even if being cute is entirely new to him.

“Here, Master, I found this flower while I was working in the garden...do you want it?”

“Master, I...Satan has banned me from the kitchen...do you have any snacks left? I promise I’ll make up for it.”

“Master, please! Do not come in here while I am cleaning! What if something hurts you? Here, let me escort you to safety.”

“No….I won’t accept your dinner...you--you have to eat, Master. I know it’s not your favorite, but it’s good for you.”

“Hey! Where are you trying to go while no one’s looking? It’s not safe going alone, so I will come with you. Wherever you go, Master, I will be there with you…”

He and Lucifer make a great overprotective gang. Beel hardly ever goes against his older brother’s wishes, and in this case, he agrees that your health and safety come above all else. And only now is he worried about every little corner of the house. Boxes? Dangerous. Hot food? Dangerous. How could he live with himself if you burnt your mouth? But not to worry, he is there to make sure you are completely safe.

On one hand, you thoroughly appreciate his consideration, but on the other, you almost miss independence. Although, everything Beel does is with a little smile and those puppy-dog eyes you never have the strength to shoo away.

And actually, his concern did come in handy on a few occasions. There was the time where the cleaning chemicals ended up being dangerous for humans, the time a stack of boxes nearly fell on top of you, but the one you remember most, the time the lawn mower snagged on a pebble and shot it out. With incredible speed, he had tackled you to the ground. You were about to question him until the sound of breaking glass could be heard behind you.

“That was far too close,” Beel sighed, still covering you with his body.

His weight of pure muscle started to weigh heavy on your lungs. “B-Beel…” He quickly got up, helping you to your feet. He straightened the new wrinkles in your clothes, frowning as he cupped your face, squishing your cheeks as he checked you over for wounds. “Beel..I’m okay.”

He let you go as you grabbed his wrists, his brows furrowed deep in worry. “See, Master, I told you it’s dangerous. We should go right to your room.”

“You also said the same thing about my soup, Beel…but...thank you...you always know right when to get me out of trouble.”

With that, he widely beamed. “Of course, Master. That’s my main goal. I will do anything to make sure you are safe...”

Of course, none of that changes whether Beel is a maid or not. Protection is what he does best, that and eating. Although, as a maid, you never have to worry about him stealing your food...so you at least for a bit longer, your snacks are safe.

Belphie

He wasn’t the biggest of fans about the notion of being a maid. It just...sounded like so much work. Endless amounts of chores and menial labor? No thank you. Other than picking up after himself and the occasional chore rotation, cleaning for him was saved for mostly punishments passed out by Lucifer. So, being a maid sounded like torture. However, three things finally convinced him to come around to the idea. One, he always enjoyed ruffling Lucifer’s feathers whenever he could, and this had a lot of potential. Two, Beel was going along with it, and usually he followed his twin wherever he went. And three, you told him it was fine that he didn’t want to do it, which suddenly persuaded him to go along. He never said that he didn’t want to, but now that you mentioned it, he was going to do the opposite.

His uniform is extra poofy and soft. The sleeves are round, the skirt almost sticks out more than Levi’s, and his legs are covered in fleece-lined leggings. His apron and headband are covered in a cow print pattern, and a purple choker necklace decorates his neck. You attempted to coax his tail free to tie a small cowbell around the end of it, but he didn’t entertain the idea. Too noisy.

He’s mostly assigned to dust and straighten cushions and pillows. However, the idea was a bit flawed seeing as how he’d usually end up falling asleep on aforementioned pillows, only to have to have them be messed up right after he fixed them. Although, to be perfectly honest, he’d end up falling asleep no matter what chore he’d been assigned. Just seeing him work though is a feat in itself.

Belphie as a maid hardly changes a thing personality wise, he still tries to pry you away from your responsibilities, tempting you to join him in his slothful ways. So, alongside Mammon and Levi, he focuses on making you happy first and foremost, only, he hopes your wishes coincide along his own.

“Hey, Master, you look tired, how about you come take a nap? I did just fluff up your pillows for you, don’t they look cozy?”

“What does it matter what Lucifer suggested? You’re the Master, do whatever you want. He won’t be able to stop you.”

“I...zzz...no don’t eat that...Beel...Huh!? No I wasn’t sleeping, Master, I was just testing this cushion’s comfort levels. It passes.”

“Okay, I usually say it as a joke, but you’ve been up way too late, Master. Here, it’s a nice cup of hot chocolate I made for you, it should make you sleepy. Once you’re done, we’re going straight to sleep. Yes, I said we.”

He might not have changed all too much, but he does seem a bit happier, not as nonchalant about everything, plus he does get an absolute kick out of seeing Lucifer work alongside his siblings like everyone else. Although, the nighttime is when he thrives. While everyone else is asleep, he makes nightly rounds, ensuring everyone gets good rest, even Lucifer as much as Belphie acts like he can’t stand him.

During the night, if you can’t sleep or end up waking during odd hours, he enjoys being the only maid around. He can have you to himself, and it’s hard to deny a Master who looks as cute as you do when you’re sleepy.

“Another restless night?” He snuck into your room without a sound. He always seemed to know when you were awake.

“Yeah...just my brain won’t shut up I guess.” You groaned, your body trying to remind you that you were exhausted, your muscles aching as you moved.

“That won’t do at all. As much as I would enjoy you being up with me, my Master needs good rest.” He shook his head, and held out a single finger as he told you to wait before speeding away. When he returned, he threw a few more pillows onto your bed and unfurled a different blanket. Albeit a little forcefully, he shoved you back down onto the bed, pulling the new blanket over your shoulders. It surrounded you with fuzzy warmth, your eyes already heavy. The pillows smelled like sugar and lavender. “A little bit of help from Asmo and a nice dryer.” He settled down on his knees near your bedside, telling you stories about the stars until you fell into a restful sleep.

He might not be the best at his tasks, but he always served you in his own little ways.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me belphie

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Obey Me Brother react to an idol!MC

hi this is my first set of headcanons for the brothers 👉👈 i apologize if the brothers are ooc in this, though i tried my best jksajdufhj. i hope you enjoy!

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Warning(s): Cursing

Reader Pronouns: They/Them (4A)

Background: MC is a very popular idol in their world, best known for their impressive singing skills, music and the amount of rewards they have recieved because of their talents. Surprisingly, they aren’t only popular in their world, but in the Devildom and Celestial Realm as well.

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Lucifer

since lucifer didnt actually read who you were on the paper that had blown to his feet, he had no idea you were an idol at first

but after couple days at RAD, he noticed that random demons kept coming up to you in between classes and didnt leave until the next class started

most of them had come up to you with a pen and some paper asking for your autograph

he was just like ???

after a while of this happening luci decided to just ask you straight up why they were coming up to you like that and you had told him you were an idol back in the human realm

that explains it

he honestly doesnt mind

if people start hating on you in public, he’ll honestly just shoot them a death glare and it works

so damn well

he got too much pride to deal with those underlings

if you start working on music/mv projects that you left off on in the human realm (like shooting mv or singing) he will absolutely rent you a recording booth or fuck, even a whole ass theatre if you needed it

sometimes he likes to sit in the recording booth and listen to you sing for a bit before returning to his stacks of mammon’s bills

v proud of you dont get him wrong

but he will make sure you’ve done all your homework first LMAO 🛌

Mammon

when mammon first found out you were an idol he started digging through boxes that had been in his closet

after what seemed like hours he finally found the box he was looking for and he started to dig through it

he pulled out an old camera that levi gave him a couple hundred years ago bc he said he didnt need it

mammon had the best idea ever, he could sell pictures of you to your fans for at least 10,000 grimm each.

surprisingly it worked

like really well

so well that you found out

you confronted him about it, saying that you find hella uncomfy with him snapping pictures of you at random times. not only that but it was an invasion of your privacy

despite him earning so much grimm, he agrees to stop but keeps some of the pictures to himself to look at when he misses you

if you get hate in public he’ll turn into his demon form and scare the person away, maybe scaring you in the procees but apologizes right away if he does

if you start working on music/mv projects he’ll offer to help you shoot mvs or record you singing if you need the help

just make sure he gets some credit for helping you

but he genuinely thinks you look amazing in anything, like anything

you could be wearing a big bird cosplay and he’ll think you look breathtaking

gets you to model w him sometimes

Leviathan

wait you look really familiar

really really familiar

you almost look and sound like that one really popular human idol that hes simped for time and time again

wait

oh shit

v embarrassed when he finds out it is actually you and gets really nervous when hes talking to you

is the demon asking for your autograph

but you have no idea how much power you have over this man

you could tell him to come out of his room and he’d come out with ease, no protesting, no nothing

may ask you to record a ringtone for him for when he wakes up

even after months of you two knowing each other, he still gets flustered when you start talking to him with your stupid cute ass eyes and your perfect hair and your perfect voice and your perfect-

yeah you get the point AKJSDKLASFBG

if you get hate in public he will deadass growl at the person before escorting you to your favorite ice cream place

if you start working on music/mv projects he will be by your side 24/7

he wants to see the god/ess themselves at work

hes like your personal butler for the time youre working on the projects and its adorable

hes bby

Satan

when he finds out youre an idol he will 100% voulenteer to help you write lyrics for your next song

but besides that, like luci, he really doesnt mind

he hears some other demons talking shit about you after art class and he’ll be angy as usual, but after stomping off and accidentally bumping into you he just

turned into puddy??

idk what it was but it was something abt they way your hair was a lil messed up and looking at him like that wish a small embarrassed look

just wow

every ounce of anger just evaporated while you apologized over and over again because the face he was making made him look like he was angry for some reason

when he snaps back into reality he says its cool but then asks if youd like to go to the library w him because honestly youre his safe haven now

sometimes he asks you to hum a tune for him when hes reading

if the demons start hating again, you may need to hold him back KJASNDJFG

if you start working on music/mv projects, again, will voulenteer for helping with lyrics

if you already have the lyrics down he’ll review them and give constructive critisisim if needed

or he’ll just write every lyric himself and you can judge it after hes done

Asmodeus

is not surprised at all

hes actually heard some of your songs and damn id he doesnt have them on his “on repeat” playlist on devilfy

he thinks you have an outstanding voice, not only that but youre a gorgeous lookin thing

asmo likes to hit on you a lot because he likes to see that flustered look on your face but he would never over your boundaries

he wouldnt want to be over the internet bc he made one of the most praised artists in devildom (thats not even a demon) angry

asmo doesnt want to be cancelled yet JKSJKDGFUA

but seriously, he thinks youre amazing

like really amazing

there like no lust involved in his admiration for you he just geniunely thinks youre cool

but he does think you look amazing 24/7

will ask you to model things for him for devilgram

if you get hate in public, he’ll hold your hands and shower you with compliments and tells you to ignore them

if you start working on music/mv project he will insist on doing backup vocals or being a backup dancer

or like the head backup dancer or whatever theyre called

is like your personal stylist wherever you go as well

along with that he can also help you come up with a beat for your song if you need one, he is more than happy to help someone like you

Beelzebub

he honestly thinks youre really cool

asmo showed him one of your songs before and thought it sounded really catchy

not only that, you sounded beautiful, almost like you were actually from the celestial realm, consider him a fan

so when you showed up for the new exchange program he was surprised but got really giddy

was one of the demons who asked for your autograph

you gave him a sweet smile after he asked and he just- melted

man down man down

will want to spend lost of time with you and take you to ristorante six on fridays as his treat

you usually end up paying though which he feels really guilty about but you tell him its fine

youre an idol who is loaded to the chest, youve got nothing to lose KLSKADJHF

if you get hate in public he’s also the type to death glare but people dont really hate on you in public when youre w him bc he has a naturally scary aura

lowkey thought you wouldnt like him at first :(

if you start working on mv/music projects he’ll start cooking you meal and making sure you get enough water

will absolutely cook your favorite meal- or any meal in fact- if you request it

if you dont request anything he’ll just wing it and make something he think you’ll like kjskdhsf

Belphegor

couldnt care less 🧍

he thinks your voice is pretty nice tho

hears beel listening to your music once and agrees w him on you having a really nice voice

lowkey sing him to sleep

like its super cute

plus he thinks youre gorgeous?? like wow you rlly pretty

once tried rubbing your face bc he thought you were wearing makeup but when nothing came up on his thumb he muttered a small “wow” and hugged you

it was the cutest thing ever ohmy god KJSJDSIF

ever since that day hes obtained a habit of rubbing your face when he finds you stunning or at random moments

if you get hate in public he will literally murder the person?? but in like an alleyway or something

he’ll say something like “wait here” and walks toward a dark area to do his thang

when he comes back he’s covered in this red shit and you worry for him but he just glosses over it and takes you into a pillow shop LMAO

he is v protective over you

if you start working on mv/music projects he’ll occasionally help out but most of the time he’s sleeping so he doesnt really care

sometimes he’ll give beat/lyric suggestions or help flim the mv but thats it 🧍

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#obey me!#obey me #obey me headcanon #obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor

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sometipsygnostalgic · 3 years

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Adventure Time Reviewed - Season 1 Episode 6 to Episode 8

From The Jiggler to Business Time

S1E06 The Jiggler

This one is about the cautions of adopting cute little forest animals. I wonder why Finn and Jake are covered in so many bite marks? Why was that kingdom on fire? What was going on? How much trouble can one watermelon get into? Anyway this is the first episode to feature Finn’s autotune voice. I can’t remember the last episode he said something in autotune - there was the s6 finale, then a few scenes in season 7.

When they take the Jiggler back home, they Get Creative and escalate until they destroy their entire house interior. I think Princessss made an AMV Nightosphere gag about this. I love how chiptune noises play every time the Jiggler moves on day 1.

I always loved this episode. I thought it was very disturbing when the Jiggler gets sick, and then explodes. It reminds me of failed attempts to save birds or insects after my cats have gotten to them. I can relate so much to Finn and Jake here. Poor Jake having to keep himself together and look after his traumatized little bro. I love the OST of this ep. The soundtrack was uploaded to soundcloud once, along with Ricardio the Heart Guy. I love how artistic this ep is with the edible drawings and the painting of the jiggler’s mom. Very bright and colourful. I always found the momma jiggler’s cry to be... weirdly genuine.

S1E07 Ricardio the Heart Guy

This ep starts with Finn saving PB from Ice King, who humorously kisses Jake’s butt. PB gives Finn a kiss on the.... neck? hat? as thanks, and Finn’s crush truly begins. Oooooh boy. I always wondered in hindsight why Pb let the ice king roam free to begin with. That question is raised later in this season. Ice King kidnaps dozens of princesses daily and roams free, but Princess Cookie starts 1 hostage situation and is locked up forever. In the ep What Have You Done, it’s reasoned IK can only be punished for recent crimes, but... ehh, there are a few reasons. Pity? Old ties? Maybe she doesnt want to lock up a pathetic old man forever. There are some really funny statues of Finn and Jake in the castle, they look buff. I wonder who made these? PB commissioning them makes a lot of sense. Hey, it’s Peppermint Butler’s first speaking lines!!! “This style of massage is called Best Friend Massage. Because it can only be done for friends. It is completely consensual.” Well the first line from Ricardio the Rapist Stand-in is already incredibly sus. What’s even more sus is he’s apparently friends with LSP. I find it interesting that Ricardio is so intelligent. This must have been one of the motivators behind making Simon really smart. Ricardio is his heart, at the end of the day. Oh, Simon at the end of the show still has maracas in place of a heart. I wonder if that has health complications?

“I hear you appreciate ancient technology.” This is foreshadowing of MULTIPLE things now. One - Ice King being pre-war. Two - PB building everything out of pre-war technology. Three - The fact there was a war to begin with!!!!

Jake is trying to help Finn deal with his new emotions of jealousy (burning low war flashbacks) and he’s once again trying to make him happy, Jake never once considered the logistics of whether Finn and PB would ever actually go out, because it was far more important to him that Finn grow up and have the courage to listen to his heart. Jake encourages Finn’s crush to a fault, and provides lots of support to him when he’s heartbroken later on.

I love how PB and Ricardio were talking about dangerous micro-organisms and poor Finn has no idea how to approach the topic. I love how Zanoits are actualy dangerous and Ricardio uses them as a poison later. Anyway even PB can tell Finn is jealous. Finn is of the idea that she has no idea of his crush on her. Of course she knows. But from her side it’s exactly the same as Baby-snaps wanting to be a princess, or every other candy person doting on her - she thinks it’s adorable and completely fails to take the other person seriously. At least, until Braco comes along. Then you realise it’s a good thing she didn’t take Finn seriously, because she might have done something ridiculous like make him a robot clone of herself.

Holy shit, the duck from The Vault! I just made a post about it.

Anyway this ep provides a challenge to Finn or a test of his character, ironically through his own test of Ricardio’s character! Finn gets obsessed with proving Ricardio evil to the point that he gets easily baited into punching him, and doesn’t care that the Ice King is basically dying. Poor Ice King. At least Jake is here to approach the situation with a level head.

I was wondering as of late, with all the post-Obsidian sexuality discourse (in no way ignited by that one towel scene), whether PB was interested in Ricardio during this ep. It’s possible, and in the past, I thought “maybe”? But upon rewatch? No. She is only interested for as long as she can have scientific discussions with him, and as soon as his knowledge becomes lacking she has already used him for all hes worth. SAVAGE. But not as savage as him trying to rip out her heart. Ew, creep!!!

I should say that Ice King wanted to cast a spell that would force PB to fall in love with him. He’s NOT safe, he’s dangerous. He’s especially a danger to PB. He does kill her twice at the end of season 2, after all. Once again I don’t know why she hasn’t locked him up LOL. Anyway, even if he did cast a love spell, she wouldn’t change any of her decisisons. It’d just make her sad, like it did at the end of The Suitor. There was that one time PB tried to make a love potion but we don’t talk about that. Ice King does demonstrate some concern for Bubblegum’s welfare when he reveals Ricardio’s plan to literally murder her. Ricardio’s plan here is pretty slapstick violent, and it’s funny watching Finn beat him up, but when he returns in season 4, it’s far more... personal and insidious. As in, here he could be seen as a jokey stand-in for a predator creep, but in that later episode he 100% sexually threatens her and forces her into a non consensual relationship, making it very satisfying when PB beats the shit out of him instead.

Holy fuck I forgot about this joke. Golden.

S1E08 Business Time

For some reason, I don’t feel like there’s a lot to say about this ep. It doesn’t demonstrate any remarkable characteristics of Finn and Jake themselves. Instead, it seems to be more of an inside joke.

When they find the business men, Finn and Jake at first feel like the business men are helping them work more effectively with their assists. However, the boys end up just being lazy, and not realizing that their workers are messing everything up. You can sympathise for the business men because they’re just doing what they were told to do. This all seems to be metaphorical for when Pen and Patrick McHale started work on the show, and they got tons of help from Cartoon Network staff. They wanted to do everything by themselves, but ended up having to delegate. Maybe they feel lazy for it?

What makes this episode EXTRA SPECIAL, however, is its confirmation of the Great Mushroom War. By the time the season had released, the first shot of the intro was already Mushroom War bombs. There was also a reference to the war in the previous episode, where PB and Ricardio shared an interest in “ancient technology”. However, the only reason those references exist is because of THIS episode - This is the one they were working on when they decided it should be post-apocalyptic. They made the human zombies, and the icebergs filled with human junk, and then every GMW reference we see in the show is down to this decision.

I enjoy the physicality of this ep. Finn and Jake crash through the entire gauntlet. Finn’s still wearing his fire resistant glove as he does it. They get covered in bruises, because they... like pain? I liked when you could see Finn’s sword legit being shinier, and his shoes having bouncing noises. And I want to be hydrated! I loved how smushy Jake was when he became an ice cream monster. I love the colours of the Fluffy People. S1 has this unique art style compared to the rest of the series. They often draw white outlines to white things, it works nice here.

#adventure time #adventure time reviewed

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seasaltmemories · 3 years

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Waiting Together

Rating: G

Summary: In which Clorica finds herself more certain than Frey about some things

When Clorica first met Frey, she wondered if she would be able to keep up with her.

While it was clear from the start that she was a kind person, girls that fall from the sky and into royal positions tend to be a special breed of driven. Someone with that much initiative would likely only be slowed down by a butler like her. During the first two or three weeks, Clorica filled her role to the best of her abilities, but kept her distance. After all it was a butler’s duty to be like their mistress’ shadow, always quick to be found, yet never a bother.

Things only really changed the first time Clorica went on an adventure with Frey. Going in, she didn’t know much about Obsidian Mansion except the fact the place even made Forte anxious. And although she had less of a fear of spirit monsters, when the three of them got separated within minutes of entering the maze of halls, Clorica could feel her own nerves starting to fray.

But that all changed when a familiar set of green twin-tails came by.

“There you are! I was so worried!” Frey took Clorica’s hand into her. “Come on, we all better stick close from now on!” Frey led her away, and for a moment she was too focused on the warmth of their entwined fingers to focus on much else. It was only once they were near the lobby she managed to gather her wits.

“Sorry for getting lost,” Clorica murmured. “It might be best if I go back to Selphia.”

“Why would you do that?” There wasn’t a lick of sarcasm in Frey’s question, just surprise. “I want you here with me. If you haven’t been too spooked yet then I hope you’ll stay.”

When they made it back to Forte, Frey let go of Clorica’s hand as she explained her game plan for not getting lost this time. Still Clorica remembered the warmth of her touch long after they left those dusty halls.

The next time they went on an adventure together was seasons later. Early one morning, Arthur came to the castle with a letter from his father.

“It seemed that somehow word has gotten out about the prince/princess switch.” Arthur adjusted his glasses. Immediately Mr. Volkanon and Vishnal went into a tizzy, suggesting all sorts of schemes and tricks they could attempt. After the ten idea involving cross-dressing, Frey sighed and finally spoke.

“What if I just go and visit the castle to explain the situation in person?” Her suggestion cut through the noise, and everyone turned to stare at her with varying levels of confusion. Unperturbed, Frey walked across the room and took a hold of Clorica’s hand.

“Just let us two handle it. I’m sure things will work out.” Her smile reminded Clorica of warm sunny day, so well, how could she not agree to go along? With a new energy like never before, Clorica put all her butler knowledge to the test. She packed food and camping supplies, studied maps, and brushed up on proper etiquette all in order to let Frey focus solely on her meeting with the King. And for three days, everything went perfectly. The two of them traveled the countryside at a brisk pace and Clorica got to indulge in that warm smile more than ever before. The only complication came when they arrived at their first town late on evening.

“I can’t wait to finally sleep in a real bed again!” Frey was practically bouncing as they entered the inn. Despite their long day of travel, her excitement ended up rubbing off on Clorica.

“I feel like we deserve some luxury for having such a great start.” Clorica giggled to herself. She could imagine it already: the two of them sleeping in until the sun was high in the sky and dining in on a brunch of fresh fruits.

“Unfortunately we only have one room open now. It has a double; are you comfortable with that?” The receptionist tapped her pen against her desk nervously.

“Sure, we can manage!” Clorica tried to not let the news get her down. After all it probably made sense to save the celebration for after the meeting.

“You’re room is 013.” The receptionist slide across the key. “Hope you lovely ladies have a nice night!”

Clorica didn’t think much of the compliment. She was too busy drifting off and remembering that time in Obsidian Mansion and didn’t come back down to earth until Frey muttered under her breath, “Oh...wasn’t expecting this...”

Clorica turned to find Frey staring into the room, followed her line of sight, and only then noticed the singular bed sitting in the middle.

“When they said double, I thought they meant two!” It was the first sentence Clorica could put together coherently. She wanted to explain more, but before she could add anything else, Frey tried to put on another lighthearted grin.

“It’s fine. Not like we had any other options.” Her smile was more awkward than anything else, but it wasn’t like Clorica could do much better. Her face burned so badly she worried for a moment she might have gotten herself sick somehow.

“Why does this matter so much?!?!?!”

They took turns changing into their nightwear. One would stand out in the hallway while the other did their business. Likewise they each got in on opposite sides of the bed, careful to keep their backs to each other.

“See there’s plenty of space!” Frey said. And indeed there was about an inch-wide gap that kept them from touching. She didn’t know how she felt about it though so instead she just whispered a quick “good night,” and tried to get some rest.

Yet for the first time in her life, Clorica couldn’t fall asleep. No matter how tightly she closed her eyes or how stubbornly she snuggled herself into the pillow, her heart wouldn’t stop racing around like a wild Wooly. She could feel a special kind of dread snaking down her throat with each breath.

“Clorica?” Frey’s words were barely above a whisper. “Are you awake?”

“Clorica closed her eyes and tried to do the right thing, yet Frey’s voice was like a gentle touch. She couldn’t help but lean into it.

“Yeah...”

When they rolled over to face each other, something in the air seemed to change. Having those green eyes so close by made it easier to remember that Frey was also her friend.

“Never thought we’d be in the same boat on this.” Frey’s smile was no less awkward, but somehow it felt more real.

“Even I get nervous sometimes too.”

“It’s easy to forget when you seem to do everything so effortlessly.”

“I could say the same about you. You’re so good at being our princess, I’m sure you could have truly been one before.”

Slowly the quirk of Frey’s lips started to droop. “Hope that will be convincing enough for His Majesty.”

Clorica bit her lip. “Did I mess things up?”

“No, it’s not like I haven’t been thinking about it ever since the letter.” Frey played with the strap of her nightgown. “I wonder if he can really trust me when I don’t have a past to point to.”

“Isn’t you’re current life good enough?” Clorica felt all her nervous energy turn to frustration. “Everyone in Selphia adores you. We all agree that there’s no one braver or more caring. If all you’ve done so far for us isn’t enough, then I don’t know what is.”

Frey didn’t say much, just stared at Clorica with a strange look. Then slowly she reached across to tuck a lock of hair behind Clorica’s ear.

“You’re really pretty with your hair down. I don’t think I’ve seen you without your braids until this trip.” Clorica could feel her cheeks heat up again yet didn’t pull away. “That’s not why I invited you with me though. You’re really good at staying focused on what’s important. You ground me.” Slowly Frey’s touch wandered down until her fingers were entwined with Clorica’s. “Is this alright?”

Fearful of what her mouth might betray, Clorica only nodded in response.

“Then hopefully this is really good night.” After that, it didn’t take too long for Frey to fall asleep. While Clorica didn’t feel as restless as before, she found she didn’t want this moment to end.

Careful not to wake Frey, Clorica brought their hands to lips and kissed them.

“Please wait for me to be able to tell you these feelings one day.”

#clorica #frey #frey rf4 #rune factory 4 #rf4 #clorica/frey #farming princess #otp: following you #my lame writing

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samsexualdeancurious · 5 years

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Thanks For Listening | Chapter 1

Square: Free Space

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Words: 8,498

Warnings: hurt!Reader, pining, eventual smut, dirty talk, voice!kink, unprotected sex.

Summary: Sam hosts two podcasts - a secret one for hunters called the War Room and a public one with fellow hunter Y/N called Criminal History. Y/N and Sam have never seen each other, let alone met, but that doesn’t stop Sam from worrying when Y/N suddenly goes missing.

Betaed by @manawhaat

Written for @spnkinkbingo

Header by me and Mana

Masterlist - AO3

You rest your elbows on the cheap motel table, leaning on it as you speak into the microphone. "Chief, you've heard my thoughts on this. What do you think?"

There's a pause, the same little dramatic one Sam does every time, and then that rich voice you adore says, "I think he's guilty as hell."

You can't suppress a small laugh at Sam's straight-forward statement. "Well, folks, the Chief has spoken - and the jury has, too. Guilty. As. Hell. Keith Hunter Jesperson, A.K.A. the Happy Face Killer, was sentenced to life without parole and is currently housed in Oregon State Penitentiary. If you want to hear another side of this story, I recommend the podcast Happy Face, which is hosted by Melissa Moore, Jesperson's daughter. Anything else you want to add?"

"Definitely check out that Happy Face podcast, guys. It's a great one."

"Thanks, Chief. Until next time, then, folks. This is Criminal History. Thanks for listening."

You sit back from the mic, both you and Sam leaving a moment of silence where Sam can later cut the recording and add in the outro music.

"How was that?" you ask. "Think we need to go again?"

"No, you were great," Sam assures you. "You always are. You know that."

Your cheeks warm at the compliment. "I know," you say, putting on a little bit of a playfully cocky tone. "I just like hearing you say it."

Sam laughs and your stomach does happy flips. "Fine," he teases. "I see how it is. You're just using me for my voice."

"You caught me," you say with enough playfulness in your voice to hopefully combat the heat in your cheeks, even though Sam can't see that.

You find yourself staring longingly at the computer screen, wishing for the hundredth time today alone that you could see Sam's face. But, unfortunately, voice recordings are easier on shitty motel WiFi than video calls are.

“If you think we’ve got everything we need, I’m gonna stop my recording,” you continue, pushing past your wandering thoughts.

“We’re good. Go ahead and stop the recording.”

You do just that, saving the file and uploading it to a file sharing service Sam found. “File’s uploading now. We’ll see how long it takes on this motel WiFi. I’m surprised we didn’t have any connection issues. The WiFi really sucked earlier.”

“Gotta love motel WiFi. What episode number is this?”

“47 according to my notes,” you reply. “We’re not even to 50 and you’re already losing track?”

“I’m running two podcasts. There’s only so much my brain can handle.”

“What? Sam Winchester’s brain has a limit? Alert the media.”

You can practically hear his eyes rolling. “Ha ha. You still chasing that vamp nest?”

“Unfortunately. I’m gonna meet up with Allen Burton tomorrow. He caught wind of the nest moving south past Moab.”

“Allen. I’m not familiar with that name. He’s experienced?”

“Not as experienced as I would prefer but everyone else is caught up in something or on the other end of the country, and I’m not waiting around for these bastards to kill anyone else.”

Sam makes a soft, displeased sound. “Be careful, okay?”

Your heart warms at the concern in Sam’s voice and you try to play it off with a little joking. “Always am.”

Sam doesn’t fall for your change of tone, though. “Y/N. Please. Vampires are no joke.”

“I know. I’ll be careful,” you promise, suddenly eager to reassure him.

“Call or text me when you’ve got the nest wrapped up?”

“Of course.”

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Sam is reluctant to end the call. He always is. Y/N is just so easy to talk to, which is part of why they make such good co-hosts. Recording their weekly episodes are one of the highlights of his week.

He reaches over and flicks the switch on the wall behind his desk - the one connected to the “Quiet Please. Recording in Progress” sign and the red light above his office door. This was his own special addition to this room and the wiring was a giant pain in the ass but it was definitely worth it to minimize the sounds in the hall outside.

Someone knocks on the door as soon as the sign and light are turned off. “Come in,” he calls, saving his own audio file to a folder he’ll download Y/N’s to once it’s uploaded.

“Ya done in here?” Dean asks, poking his head in.

“Done with Criminal History,” Sam tells him, spinning his chair around. Another worthwhile investment, his nice desk chair. “Still gotta record an interview for the War Room.”

“I’m Sam Winchester,” Dean says in a gruff voice, stepping fully into the room. “Welcome to the War Room.”

Sam rolls his eyes. “I don’t sound like that.”

“You totally sound like that.”

“Do you have a reason for being here or are you just being annoying?”

Dean holds up a plate Sam didn’t notice he had. “Dinner.”

“Have I really been in here that long?” Sam asks, happily accepting the plate to find that Dean made chicken and rice with chipotle green onion gravy.

“You sure have. You and Y/N must’ve been a coupla of old Chatty Cathy’s today.”

“Yeah, it took us a while to get going,” Sam admits around a bite of food.

“What’s she been up to?”

“Still tracking that vamp nest. It’s moved into southern Utah now and she’s gonna meet up with another hunter, some guy named Allen, to finally take care of it. Well, that’s what she’s hoping for, at least.”

“You two gonna hang out once she wraps that case up?”

Dean shoots Sam a wink and Sam responds with a glare. That only prompts his brother to laugh.

“Seriously, Sammy,” Dean says. “You’ve been digital pen pals for over a year. It’s about time you finally meet.”

Dean’s right and Sam knows he is, but it’s his duty as the younger brother to never admit it. Truthfully, Sam’s dying to meet Y/N. As hunters, they’re both a little paranoid about new people and despite knowing each other for so long, they’ve never actually video chatted, let alone met in person. He trusts Y/N, though. He feels like he really knows who she is, after all their texting and phone calls pre-podcast, all the time they spend just talking ‘off the clock’, and the hours of recorded chat he sometimes edits down into bonus episodes.

In all honesty, Sam likes Y/N. He likes her a lot. He’d never tell her that, though. They’ve got a good thing going and he doesn’t want to ruin that with his own mess of feelings when it’s so much easier to just keep things to himself.

“We’ll see,” is all Sam gives his brother. He drains his water bottle washing down a mouthful of rice and shakes the empty container at Dean. “Can you go fill this?”

“I’m not your butler,” Dean grumbles even as he takes the water bottle.

“Thank you!” Sam calls after him, spinning to put his plate on the desk and really go to town on his dinner. It’s a simple recipe but a delicious one, if a little spicy.

Dean returns with the water bottle just as Sam is scraping his plate clean.

“You’re the best,” Sam says, happily accepting the bottle in exchange for the plate.

“Yeah, yeah,” Dean replies. “Don’t you forget it.”

“I won’t. Now get out so I can record.”

As soon as the door is closed behind Dean, Sam flicks his sign on again and swings over to his microphone. He drinks a little water to clear his throat, checks the clock to see that he has a few minutes left until his guest hunter calls, and hits the record button. A thirty-second wait for white noise and then he leans in a little closer to the microphone than he usually does for Criminal History.

“I’m Sam Winchester,” he says, unable to resist being just a little dramatic. “Welcome to the War Room.”

---

Y/N texts Sam right up until she and Allen are headed out to where they think the vamps are hiding, three days after they’d first met up.

She doesn’t text Sam after that.

---

"You've reached Y/N. I'm probably off having more fun than you are. Leave a message."

Sam signs, scrubbing a hand over his face as he enters the bunker kitchen. "Y/N, it's Sam. Again. Please call me as soon as you can." He hangs up, tapping his phone against his hand as he fights the urge to call again.

"She still not answering?" Dean asks from where he's standing at the stove frying bacon.

Sam shakes his head and shoved his phone in his pocket. "It's been almost a week. I'm getting really worried."

"Do you know where the nest was? Maybe you should go check on her."

"Somewhere in southern Utah. I don't know exactly where, though. Last we spoke she said the vamps had holed up somewhere not on a map." Sam slams one hand flat against the door of the fridge before running that same hand through his hair. "Shit, I should've gotten the coordinates from her."

"Hey, hey," Dean says, dumping bacon onto a paper towel and returning the pan to the burner. "I'm sure she's fine. She probably just lost her phone somewhere and hasn't been able to get a new one"

"After a week?" Sam shoots Dean an incredulous look.

"Just trying to think positively."

Sam slumps, leaning against the fridge. "I know. I'm just-"

"Really worried. I know. I can tell." Dean nudges Sam to the side so he can get a carton of eggs from the fridge. "Are there any hunters we know that are in the area and can check on her?"

"I don't know. I think Charlie was in Idaho."

"Well,” Dean says, cracking a couple of eggs straight into the bacon grease that still coats the pan. “Go give Charlie a call."

Sam feels a little better having something he can do right now and he immediately pulls his phone out. He realizes too late that Charlie is in a different timezone, but by some miracle Charlie is just getting back to her car after a salt and burn and answers after the second ring. She promises to head south and see if she can track down Y/N.

"I'll keep you updated," she promises. "It's almost a seven-hour drive, though, and I need a few hours of shut-eye before I get on the road."

Sam nods, stirring a bit of creamer into his coffee. "Do what you need to do. I don't want you putting yourself in danger."

"I'll text you when I'm on the road."

"Thanks, Charlie. I really appreciate it."

"Hey, man. After everything you've done for me? Checking up on someone is the least I can do. Plus, Y/N is a friend, too. But I know you guys are really close and it's not like her to be out of contact this long."

Sam leans against the counter, suppressing another sigh. It feels like he’s done that a hundred times in the last hour alone.

“Hey,” Charlie says gently, seeming to sense Sam’s distress. “We’ll find her.”

“Thanks, Charlie,” Sam murmurs. “I’ll let you get some sleep.”

They end the call and Sam turns his attention to his coffee, fighting to keep his mind from wandering.

“It’ll be fine,” Dean says from where he’s now sitting at the table, mouth full of eggs and bacon. “Eat some bacon and find something to distract yourself.”

“I’ll try,” Sam mutters, snagging a piece of bacon and heading off to his office.

---

Sam’s really glad they’re ahead on recording for Criminal History because he’s able to lose himself in editing and getting the episode uploaded. Then he gets the next episode of War Room ready to go. From there, though, all he has left is to edit more episodes of Criminal History and he just… can't. He can't sit in his office and listen to her voice when he doesn't know if she's even alive

No. Don't think like that. He rubs both palms over his face, trying to scrub that horrible thought from his brain. She's alive. She has to be.

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foxespsu · 4 years

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01 / BASICS

Full Name: Kent Cheong

Nicknames: N/A

Birthday: April 3rd

Gender: Cis Male (he/him)

Orientation: Gay

Astrological Sign: Aries sun, Pisces moon

Languages: English, some Hawaiian, some Hawaiian Pidgin.

Birthplace: Honolulu, Hawaii

Relationship Status: Single

tw death, terminal illness.

02 / PHYSICAL TRAITS

Hair Color/Style: Black and spiky. Yes, he uses gel to get it that way.

Eye Color: Black

Face Claim: Ross Butler

Height: 6′2

Tattoos: A sea turtle on his calf and a more traditional design on his upper arm. The latter was done through the method of kakau, or hand-tapping, and Kent was thrilled when the highly selective artist chose him for that work. He also has his mother’s name as a band on his other arm but he doesn’t like to look at it—it was a spur of the moment decision, and the tribute seems like a stupid idea now. He wasn’t even there for her while she was alive. It’s too little, too late, and Kent knows it.

Piercings: N/A

Unique Attributes: As a striker and as a person who simply can’t keep still, Kent’s usually got bruises somewhere.

03 / PERSONALITY TRAITS/TYPES

Positive Traits: Daring, free-thinking, energetic, imaginative.

Negative Traits: Aggressive, escapist, foolish, irresponsible.

Hobbies/Interests: Surfing, mixing up (and drinking!) fruity drinks, Exy, indoor rock climbing, martial arts. He enjoys press duty and doesn’t mind being the center of attention, even if it’s due to notoriety. He loves Instagram and posts far too many videos of himself showing off in practice.

Major/Minor: Geoscience major. He’s not exactly ambitious, having resigned himself to working as a waiter or a surf instructor before Wymack came along, but sometimes he thinks he could do something with environmental preservation. Realistically though, he’ll end up a bartender.

Insecurities: His anger. His fear. The way he runs when things get hard. The way he lets people down. He’d only just reached what felt like an equilibrium with the Foxes and now here’s Bianca, bringing it all back, making everything worse.

Quirks/Eccentricities: Kent fidgets like crazy. Pens spinning, feet tapping, constantly standing, pacing, sitting back down, repeat ad infinitum. His notes are always covered in terrible doodles. In high school, his teachers used to let him stand up in class. It was the only way he could achieve some semblance of focus.

MBTI Type: ESFP, “the Performer”. They like hands-on experience and struggle in traditional classroom settings. They often fail to think of the long-term consequences. They are gregarious, spontaneous, and fun-loving. They are impulsive, easily bored, and often do not think ahead.

Enneagram Type: Type 7, “the Enthusiast”. At their best, they are grateful for what they have, awed by the simple wonders of life, joyous, and extroverted. At their worst, they are impulsive, childish, desperate to quell their anxieties, erratic, and on the run from their own emotions and concerns.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Temperament: Sanguine

04 / FAMILY & HOME

Immediate Family: Hannah Cheong (mother, deceased). Spencer North (step-father, estranged), Kimberly North (step-mother, estranged), Bianca Shay (half-sister, 19, unwanted).

How do they feel about their family?: Kent loved his mom. Before her diagnosis, Kent was a quintessential momma’s boy and proud of it. He knew it wasn’t easy for her to keep up with him, a boy with seemingly endless energy, but she tried her best. If she hadn’t died, all his best memories would’ve involved her. Now, though, all that love has turned to guilt. Kent wasn’t there for her—nevermind that he was a child, nevermind that he was hurting too. All his hindsight tells him is he didn’t take care of her. He didn’t love her the way she needed. He let her down. When she passed, he wasn’t even in the room. Kent has never forgiven himself. As far as his step-father goes, Kent allows himself to be fully pissed off. Spencer pretended to love him, pretended he wanted to raise him, and as soon as things got hard? As soon as Spencer had a new wife? He was done with Kent. Deep down though, Kent wonders if it’s because he saw how useless Kent was when his mother was sick. Deep down, he’s a little more heartsick than he wants to be about his step-dad’s betrayal, after Kent worked so hard to accept him in the first place. Now, with Bianca, Kent isn’t even giving her the chance. He’s done the family thing. He’s over it.

How does their family feel about them?: Kent’s mother adored him. Her sickness never tainted that, nor did his avoidance of the reality. He was so young, he was losing her, the most important person in his life, and she understood. She told Spencer to look after him and truly believed he would. If she were alive to see the way Spencer washed his hands of Kent, eager to start over with a new wife and new start, she’d be furious. Meanwhile, Bianca is determined to win Kent over. As far as she’s concerned, he’s her fresh start. The brother she never had. The family member who hasn’t lied to her. Even when he’s keeping her at arm’s length, he’s brutally honest about it. As a Vixen now, she’s desperately hoping he’ll see the truth: she’s great, she’s lovable, and they can learn to be brother and sister now.

Pets: N/A

Where do they live?: He still thinks of Honolulu as home, even if he doesn’t have anywhere to go there. In reality, he’s in Palmetto full time.

Description of their home: Fox Tower

Description of their bedroom: Kent’s portion of the room is a mess. He fills their fridge with mixers and leftovers he forgets to throw out, stuffs booze under their bunk beds like he has to hide it, and leaves his dirty gym bag out in the open. He’s hung up some basic posters for sports teams and a calendar with Hawaiian scenery.

05 / THIS OR THAT

Introvert or extrovert? Extrovert.

Optimist or pessimist? Pessimist.

Leader or Follower? Follower. Who wants that responsibility?

Confident or Self-Conscious? Confident.

Cautious or Careless? Careless.

Passionate or Apathetic? Apathetic.

Book Smarts or Street Smarts? Street smarts.

Compliments or Insults? Insults.

06 / FAVORITES

Favorite Color: Blue

Favorite Clothing Style/Outfit: He’s a BRO. Muscle tanks, board shorts (yes, even though they aren’t on the beach in Palmetto), socks and sandals, (backwards) snapbacks, sunglasses, bandannas, and duh, he’ll wear some Fox orange throughout it all.

Favorite Bands/Songs/Type of Music: Rock, Hawaiian folk, EDM, reggae, pop. Kent isn’t picky about what he listens to, but he does like to play it loud.

Favorite Movies: Shitty comedies, B- sci fi films, 80s horror.

Favorite TV Shows: He doesn’t usually have the focus for the full run of a TV show, but sometimes he’ll throw on a sitcom for background noise.

Favorite Books: Who reads? For fun?

Favorite Foods/Drinks: Poi, any form of salmon, poke, rice, and yeah, he’s got a soft spot for Spam. Team ‘the food in Palmetto sucks compared to back home’. He’ll drink anything alcoholic, but he loves fruity drinks, knows how to mix his own and will do so for the other Foxes at parties. He certainly isn’t ashamed to order a cocktail when they’re out at Eden’s.

Favorite Sports/Sports Teams: Foxes all the way for Exy, but he still follows football too and misses it more than he’ll admit.

Favorite Time of Day: Morning, especially the sunrise.

Favorite Weather/Season: Summer. Suns out, guns out!

Favorite Animal: Sea turtles

#terminal illness /#death /#inspo: kent #about: kent

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roastedlizlow · 6 years

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Series: Bad Apple Wars Pairing: Shikishima/Rinka Prompt: Colors WC: 4266 Author’s Note: This is based upon the alternate universe my friend and I have on our dead rp blogs for Shikishima and Rinka! In essence, it’s outside of the events of the game, where Rinka meets Shikishima, two years her senior, a curious young man who goes to a different school (the same one as Watase, actually). This is not the Shikishima from his epilogue, as you know, he’s not from the era he was in... anyway, I really, really love Shikishima; I cried a lot over him after his route. Follow the sun into your perfection...

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It’s okay if she doesn’t understand. She treats him as any other. She doesn’t seem to think a single touch will shatter him; in fact, it’s been quite the opposite, has it not?

What would his uncle paint upon these walls of white? Something incomprehensible... but not tragically so. It’s okay not to understand the original intent. That’s what it means to live, isn’t it? To make your own meaning of things, and try... He closes his eyes, wondering where the last bit of vibrancy went. His mother, downed in a gown so similar to the walls.

Wasn’t she absent of it last time?

Has she decided to be more open?

“Natsuhisa... you really mustn’t wander around so...”

Ah, that’s right. She told him, told him to be sure to wait for the car to pick him up, because walking alone might tire him. On whims, he leaves without hesitation, even asking the club he is supposed to be a part of leads to nothing but fascinated confusion. What causes him to go so far? What pushes him to explore beyond the limits his body has unfortunately set? Stubbornness? Desire? One can yell the question, but not a word will echo back.

And the young man smiles still, a serenity to it akin to no other.

“Mother, I am simply... ‘living.’ Is that not what you wished for me?”

“I don’t understand... all of it, I don’t understand... You nearly collapsed earlier, did you not? Natsuhisa, why...”

“I was curious about the cute little butterfly that fluttered so... he found his way to rest upon a flower I knew, so I wished to see how the flower welcomed him. And she bloomed, accepting the butterfly...”

And there’s no less than that simple smile upon his lips, painted so, the look in his eyes glittering with the remnants of curiosity. His mother, dressed in grey, gently pats his head, rubs his cheek. ‘She will weep again soon,’ Natsuhisa thinks, ‘her beautiful tears will spread across the worldly plains and give light to all sides of her again.’

‘I apologize, Mother, but I must follow this thread, the wind, my feet, so long as it remains to be unraveled, until it turns me to dust, until I am but ashes upon the breeze.’

He muses to himself, lifting his sketchbook from the bedside as she silently leaves. The over-sized pad… while not as quaint as the smaller ones he has elsewhere, is the one he bought recently, and requested it not leave him, especially on days such as this. Inspiration needs plenty of room to manifest itself, so that the roots do not get too muddled and tangled up within themselves.

Does he… love painting? Does he hate it? Why does he have this impulse, this infinite urge to keep moving a pencil, a paint brush, whenever a canvas is in front of him? Even now, he wishes to cover these confining walls with a mirror of the sun, so that the warmth he has learned of may continue to reach him, so that the loneliness he…

No matter.

This is what he’ll continue to do. There aren’t any unread books seated on his bedside, nor does he feel the need to ask for any others. He must draw, fill that calling void, that beautiful, sobbing barren land.

Nothing but the slight scratching of his pencil fills the air. It is enough to bring him some solidarity, though he has more interest in exploring and finding a spot outdoors to sit and observe, fill the page with what he sees rather than what he recalls. His focus draws upon the page, regardless. He’ll shut himself away, find a way to communicate.

That’s right. Just one drop is enough.

“Young Master,” a knock at the open door comes soon, sound and steady, from Shikishima’s personal butler, but the boy doesn’t pay it any mind.

“Um…”

A girl peers out from behind, further bringing to surface the supposed difference between their lifestyles. And she, she asks herself, why is she visiting, when she had to be escorted in? Why is she so worried about him? Why is she thinking about him so much? Why is she acting on this?

“Young Master, this young lady is here to visit you,” the butler repeats, but in the end, he concedes to just allowing Rinka in, after sizing her up to be absolutely no danger. Should anything arise, he’d be right there, anyhow. Oh, how much the man has put up with, being in charge of caring for a youth with endless presses for discovery!

What about the time Shikishima came back, struggling to breathe from ‘joyful’ laughter, covered head-to-toe in dirt? How unsuitable for such a high status, weak child, finding adoration in dying blooms and crawling, shelled critters. But, the butler keeps a straight face, because things would be far different if the boy had been different. Perhaps, he wouldn’t be so endearing, either. He leaves the two high schoolers alone with those thoughts at hand, but considering the girl doesn’t hear his steps anymore, he’s stationed beside the door.

“Please… pardon the intrusion,” her voice is hardly above a whisper, perhaps due to the feeling of the environment: A bare, hospital room… Somehow, this empty feelings makes her uncomfortable. Funny, coming from someone like her.

‘This doesn’t suit him…’ but she’s coming to conclusions, making assumptions based on her biases, what she thinks knows about him, but even that’s new for her, isn’t it? She, the one that used to do the bare minimum, entirely average and pulled by the flow, she the one who had no drive, no ambitions, no dreams, slowly begins to beat on the edges of her comfortable box and break out. It is this what it means to live? She wonders, if these emotions really…

Next to this… weird, incomprehensible boy… has she started to etch a spot where she belongs?

She doesn’t know. She really doesn’t know.

How does she process the vibrancy that she’s been introduced to? How does she plan on moving forward?

It spins, but she approaches his bedside after steadying her pace, and it isn’t until she’s beside him.

“Good morning, Rinka,” he says without batting more than an eye, as if he hadn’t been lacking notice until just a second prior. He places his book down, pen sitting atop, and Rinka can’t help but see an image in progress – a flower? It resembles one, she guesses, not that she can completely tell.

There’s a lot that’s changed for her. She doodles on her papers, little floral patterns, butterflies, caterpillars, the sun. She feels comfortable, she’s interested.

How beautiful, the light surrounding her makes her look, her pure soul still over untainted – ah, but her aura…

“Shikishima-san, did you just wake up?”

His fingers move ever so slightly, as if tracing an image on his blanket, as if he really hadn’t stopped drawing. But, he’s still taking in her, how she appears, how he breathes… Her blue uniform is a stark, welcome contrast upon the unstained backdrop, a lovely splotch. Is she worried, curious? What a stubborn, interesting flower.

“Just a tide’s passing before…”

He’s… ‘happy’ she visited, of her own choice. Not leaving him alone, she keeps trying to ‘get’ him, even when his words cut him off, even when his eyes shut and his ears are covered. She gently makes sure he’s alright, that he can go on, and supports him. He wonders… did he ‘hope’ she would come? Has he come to ‘want’ to create more, and actually enjoy it, because of her? Why is that?

Why, why does the sun take such effect? What could it mean for him?

Ah, he likes her.

That’s the way to put it best, in terms that might get things across, but it’s okay if she doesn’t understand. She treats him as any other. She doesn’t seem to think a single touch will shatter him; in fact, it’s been quite the opposite, has it not?

He, truly he doesn’t know much at all, either. An odd soul, moving upon whim, without grounds, without direction, so aimless that he truly believed that would just fade, just like his uncle. He’s been tumbling through life, sheltered, told that what he pursued was senseless, unsuitable for someone of such status, so he should keep, keep to the cold white.

But she, she has managed to pry open the cycle he has been engulfed in, resting on his withering petals, breathing again a hope in them. That’s is how powerful the sun’s rays are, he cannot help but want to peak at them. His greatest sin now, the burden he has placed upon those that care, does he deserve the view? She… She is so much more, astonishing, outstanding, the furthest reaches are those she can chase.

“Oh!” Just as he wanders, she reveals an array of colorful art supplies, “The people from your club told me to give you these… They said it’s probably not the same quality as the kind you buy, but…” Carefully, she sets them down beside his bed. How thoughtful, how beautiful. Those kids, perhaps they worried for him as well? The one who hardly stops in, only to show them parts of his adventures does he actually bother, to which he finds that they can’t understand either.

But, he’s become rather fond of that field of flowers, so he can’t just leave them. Does he trouble them? Her? Terrible. What a scoundrel he is, foolishly causing everyone about him sadness. But, he cannot be different, because he believes this is all he can be. Floating, he’s floating… but the sun is paving his way, ever still. What right does he have?

Why did she go to see them? That is something he decides he will not ask, or presume his assumption is correct on. There is no need to tie that part down. The sun is here. She gave those flowers a glimmer, and then rose higher in the sky.

His mind dwells more so then, however, so his words speak their volumes.

“Perhaps, I am a wilted sunflower, biding time, coming to my calling of making way for those smaller, stronger, to come out of the shadows and bear the embrace of the sun.”

“No, um…” She tries to find footing in her soon-to-stem words. How is she to play into a metaphor she can hardly grasp? How is she to venture into a field such as this? “I think, you were dormant… some flowers come back every year, just as pretty as the last, don’t they?” Rinka isn’t really sure, since it’s not like she’s every really gardened, at all, but it sounded right, “Maybe you just hadn’t woke up yet..? But you shouldn’t, um…” It’s more difficult than she thought, perhaps, to speak her mind, and to a figurative image like this this, but she gathers up her strength and pushes out her last words, “…want to wilt away. People want to see you bloom too.”

Her voice, even if the impact doesn’t settle in for her, mean so, so much.

‘I… as well… Maybe… I am allowed to leave my mark upon the world, and stay as well…’

Can he stir emotions like this? How? How can he do it? How can he compare to what she believes for him?

He is warmed as she notices the slight surprise in his gaze, trying to put on a weak smile, as if to comfort him, or even to push off what she said as not being serious. Uncertainty in how she phrased it, but eager settlement in the ideas themselves.

Basking in this moment, he feels his head is clear enough to think, and then it strikes, something that he must do, something he has to do, right now.

“Rinka, please hand me one of those…” His gaze turns to the adorable collected gift upon his bedside as he picks up his sketchbook once again.

“Okay..? But… Shikishima-san, which one?” Rinka reaches, returning them to her hands and opening the package, staring down at them intently.

“Any of them. The sun’s ray shine on all after all.”

So she resorts to closing her eyes and picking at random, holding it out for Shikishima to take, and he gets to work, moving and using them wordlessly, setting them down and requesting another when the one before has been used to satisfaction.

Once again, Rinka searches for any answer she can find, but she will not locate them.

---

Eyes peer up at the completed work, which hangs within the gallery of silent truths. They tie not his name to the painting for fear, for caution, that recognition will skew words and ripple hesitation. In this much, Shikishima Natsuhisa becomes more certain in himself, in the fact that his presence will not yield itself to the lightest of breezes.

“It’s very… unique,” a woman says, “The choice of colors here, they seem to be of a particular order…”

“Yes, yes, look closer!” a man chimes in, “the darker portions of the petals fade into the lighter ones. Clearly this sun has saved the flower.”

Rinka really can’t follow all the symbolism that the critics grab at, but the piece still… she finds tears coming down her face, blurring the variety of shades to an even more unified picture. Somehow, that mess of colors is perfect to her, born of her choices and his determination. It’s hard to believe, that she was – is – a part of this.

She feels his hands touch her cheek and soon, she’s looking right at him, though her sight is still clouded by the rain. Such affection, in such a public place… it’s embarrassing, and she feels so hot, gaping, her cheeks reddening – “Um…”

“Your tears are beautiful,” he speaks. “A shining glimmer of dew, dripping of the leaves of a bloom…”

He’s no longer gazing at the distance when he looks in her direction, not as often at least. And this, this makes Rinka happy, so happy she doesn’t have the power in her to do anything more than place her hands on his own. Enveloping, bubbling, this slight touch stirs upon her heart.

Everyone can bring something to the table, even when they’re not particular good at something. Rinka has never considered herself someone that excels in any one particular area, but in times like this, it’s as if she’s told that herself really is enough, as she is, so long as she has spirit, and makes her want to try her best and see where it leads.

The clatter about his piece reaches her ears again, this time it is about the artist himself, not the content, which snags the air.

“This is the first time I’ve seen this artist, a newcomer then? Are they here? I would love to speak with them over this.”

“No, there’s no contact at all.”

Rinka’s arms fall back to her side, Shikishima retracting his own, as she steps over, closer, to the piece.

“Before summer comes spring, the time when blossoms are first able to open their hearts to life’s rays. As the cycle presses on, they will find themselves giving way to the cooling of fall, and the chill of winter, still searching for the sun as they close their eyes. But spring is where beginnings comes to bare their first gifts of fruition,” Shikishima explains as Rinka looks closer at the name he signed for the painting, printed upon the plaque underneath. He leans in, looking over her shoulder, so close that his speaking tickles her ear. “We mustn’t forget that all roots and stems must sprout from seeds, springing up into their place.”

Until he feels he has fully bloomed, he will use the princely alias of a lukewarm but refreshing breeze.

“So that’s why…”

“Yes,” Shikishima confirms, “One day, perhaps, this butterfly will shed his cocoon comfortably. But for now, I am a summer flower locked within the guard of the spring.”

All these levels, melding together, fresh for the season.

And again, she reads the plate underneath his creation, “Haruhiko-san…”

Gradually, they will come to the day where he can accept more and more beyond those walls of white, that every section of the wind is a different sound.

“Yes. Now, these bees are rather busy, and I’d rather like some air. For a fresh perspective, we must escape the one that holds us first. Shall we, Rinka?”

She nods, following him out of the gallery, his breathing only just a little uneven, probably because of how heavy and crowded the atmosphere was, despite being so reserved and regal. Even she had begun to get a little winded, from both a combination of awe and the amount of people, so she can’t imagine how much it affected Shikishima.

Concerned, reaches out, and he, as though following the thread of her cue, links his arm with hers, using her, just a bit, as support. “Thank you.” He says.

“You’re welcome.” She answers, and she catches a glimpse of his lips, curled into a smile that’s familiar, but more intense, and she immediately knows why.

It’s genuine, as inviting as a clear, summer day.

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Later, she’s invited to his home for a small visit; in order to get to know him better, she finds herself unable to refuse. In fact, the speed she accepts surprises her. His home, too, is rather overwhelming, vast in size, and in value. Truly, the Shikishima family is powerful, influential, and known.

She struggles to take in his room, how clashing it is, how colliding from the image he thinks of and the image he wears. Even the canvases he has are covered with cloth, not revealing the beyond imaginable marvel beneath them. Every nook and cranny rings of a mess once there, but every dribble leads somewhere, right? Like a growing gem, a growing sprout, a section seems to not seem… as plain as the rest them.

But Rinka can feel this for herself as well. Once grey walls gradually become less bare. The first addition, a sketch he did of what he claimed to be her (though she found it difficult to connect). The second, the first letter he sent her, hand delivered by his butler to her school, because texting isn’t so ‘good’ for him. The third, a collection of purikura prints, from the day he got ever so curious, and insisted they try it out together.

His smile is so bright in them, and she… remembers having fun, too.

What does his wall contain? The first she notices must be pieces from the members of the his art club, ones likely to commemorate the fact that he will be graduating soon. “Thank you for everything, senpai!” a note reads beside one of them – well, it says more, but the distance and messier strokes makes it harder to read.

The next, is that the little doodle he asked her to try? So he kept it... How sweet of him. She’s really thankful, thankful that he hasn’t given up, that he’s help her so much.

“Rinka?” He says, looking over to her from his seat, “What encases this butterfly’s curiosity?”

“Your walls…”

“Ah, yes, I wished to paint one of my walls… I began, actually,” he motions to one of the corners, where aimless brush strokes of different colors appear against the otherwise spotless plain, “But Mother gusted in and asked of me to not fume my resting area, so I was stopped for now… Perhaps I will asked make something of another room’s wall…”

It’s just like him, to start something so suddenly like that. ‘When there is a canvas in front of me, I cannot help but paint all that I find beautiful upon it.’

All of this, it’s breathtaking to the young lady.

Shikishima muses once again over what his uncle would paint, and it’s still beyond him, because his uncle isn’t him. He looks over his walls, and then back to Rinka, then sets about adjusting what he had been working on just slightly. He has to update and capture the her of this moment, he decides. He wants to paint her, the sunflower. This, this is his desire, a fuel that doesn’t burn out so easily.

As he works, an idea strikes him, another exploration, another trial, another experimentation. Without ceasing, without looking up, he casts the reel.

“Rinka, soon, let’s go out on a small, outdoor adventure. Somewhere fresh, and I’ll bring along the soil bed of what we need to plant ourselves.”

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They sit somewhere where they can enjoy the company of one another, allowing the gentle breeze to hug them as they take in the crisp air, which in turn fills their lungs cleanly. It’s wonderful, calming, to be able to thrive in the moment, just like this.

Before them lays a set of paints and a clean white canvas, awaiting the story they wish to breathe life into upon it. Shikishima smiles, carefully taking her hand in one of his, carefully leading her finger tips to the different shades, which he then presses down into.

“This is odd, Shikishima-san, but what… exactly are we… you doing?”

He doesn’t immediately answer, motioning for her to be careful not to get paint on her clothes as he releases her hand, then dipping his own in, covering his digits with the variety of paints.

“You… too? Are we really finger painting?”

He nods, a laugh placed upon his lips, happiness seeping out, “Yes. I’ve wanted to try this, to allow us to once again together root our wills down, eternalize that the little flowers have met butterflies and have since let their hearts soar. No longer do they cage themselves…” there’s a brief moment of tears, and Rinka’s about to scramble to find something for him to dry up when they suddenly cease.

And ever so carefully, he places his paint-dipped hand atop her own, palm down, weaving his fingers between hers. Guiding their new brushes to the canvas, together, they gradually paint a picture of circles, their mismatching colors fanning out and pinching until a mass is formed.

When he releases her and pulls back, she looks it over.

Yeah, she doesn’t understand it at all. Yet, the emotions are all the same. She feels the sticky, dry layers settling in, but she doesn’t mind it. That will wash off, but this memory won’t leave her. Rinka glances between the canvas and him. What does she say, when she’s so overcome? What should she do, when he’s giving her smile that?

With the way he is now, she wonders, why he ever denied himself the same merits others around him have. But, maybe it’s because she didn’t know what it meant to be alive either. She had simply existed, if it could even be said that she went that far.

“There are many flowers, all waiting to take their bloom. They reach, reach until they even get a glimpse of their sun.”

Shikishima speaks, so she continues to listen.

“Along their period of growth, they meet others. The others may be different, introducing new shades upon those they meet, but their shared goal gifts them with strength. Every year, they will clap their leaves, shed inches of their worries, and attempt to begin anew, mingling once more

“Perhaps they will stumble. Such is in their nature to tumble so…” He says this with fondness, and Rinka cannot help but feel a swell inside her as well. “Delicate, broken,” he places his hand on his chest, not minding the bits of paint that are still on his fingers, “flowers can survive on their own, but they do not ‘live’ until they are planted with others, free from unstained isolation, creating a ground bouquet… That is why, this life is beautiful…”

Until something wormed its way into the changing their lives, they had been both stuck, stuck in blue, a cycle where a single curtain engulfed them, numbly blinded them.

“I… I’m glad.” She says, touching her face. She’s tearing up, isn’t she? But this pot of feelings, she can’t explain any of them. It’s foreign, feeling so much at once, but she doesn’t hate it. He can apologize for bring emotions to her, but she won’t ever hate him for filling her up with life.

“Oh, you got paint all over your face. Though, you really are a dreadfully cute bloom that way too…” His voice is so soft that she is mesmerized. He comes closer after grabbing a clean rag, but instead decides to bring his face so near that their noses are touching. His eyes close and he breathes in. Yes, she’s the person that’s become the subject of his affection, his sun, the cause of him learning that he can find true passion in the little things.

Shikishima Natsuhisa cannot help but find himself attached to Rinka.

He pulls back, dabbing the cloth on her face, to help her out, finally.

“Shikishima-san..! You’ve got paint on your nose now as well…”

“Do I? I was just as careless as you, then. We’re quite the mess together, it seems. Just look at us.”

He holds up his dirty hand, and releases a small laugh.

“When the time comes, we should view the soft, pink petals that wished to soar,” a reminder of how brief but gorgeous life is, fleeting, dreaming, doomed to morality, which makes it all the more… precious.”

Make the most of this life, his life. He, a young artist, must do so… because his wish… he wishes to live.

“And then we will bear witness to spring’s green fleeing to make room for summer’s orange adoration.”

#shikishima (bad apple wars)#rinka (bad apple wars)#bad apple wars #shikishima natsuhisa #bad apple wars spoilers //#pan roasted words; my writing #yells in a cup!!! this is longer than I meant it to be but??? BUT...#anywho this is messy my writing is always messy should i have written when i couldn't see out of one eye? prolly not but here we are

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Bittersweet: Part II

Theodore's PoV

Dragons, they are known for being one of familiars of demons. I never thought there are some of them left in Thinitos, they are considered as a rare creatures now. "Mady, you should be careful in flying by yourself next time you do" it does make me worry for her, she loves running away and soaring the sky in free time, "Worry not my gentleman, I'll be careful" she smiles at me. We flew again to find a place to have a picnic for. "What do you think of Quaris region?" I asked, "Quaris is really far from Crosstar, and does lurks demons... oh did you know?, the founder and current dean of Gremory Academy is actually a demon kin?" she said as make decent to a hill, "But for the academy being known for their graduates and unique kind of teaching, they are still one of the best out all academies... But don't you think it is scary to be taught by a witch and demon?" as she sits in the grassy hill and prepares our sandwiches, "It is scary indeed, I told mother those but she refuses to reconsider her decision... she said her youngest brother do teach in the academy, and that reassures her." I replied, "These croquettes are really crunchy when eaten just after it was cooked... wouldn't this also ruin your restrictive eating? if August found out, he will be angry" I said, "Yes he would be, but I would only laugh at the situation, plus you do know how to have secrets right?" she chuckled putting her trust on me, "If your mother's brother is teaching in Gremory, maybe it would be fine, considering he hasn't died yet and do visit at your home too... we could try third, even for just a year, I am there with you." she smiles brightly with the sun, oh how beautiful, I kissed her pinkish cheeks, she smiled... I adore her ever so much, "You are so pretty Mady... I do hope we do well in Quaris" as I stand up and offered a hand, "Let's go home, my lady", she blushes and said "Of course my gentleman... let me summon our way home".

We soar the skies yet again, watched the sun that is about to set, the beautiful daffodils like shade of the sun and a sky of a dahlia. Madeline's hair flows with the wind and felt so soft as I touched it, "Why are you being so sweet today Third? did you miss me so much?" she asked, "Maybe..." ended it with a silence and gaze in scenery. "We are home now my gentleman... that was a tiring but surely a fun day", "Oh... its August and mother" I saw them quietly waiting our return, August wears his angry face. "My lady Madeline..." he sighs, "You shouldn't do that again" he reach out his arms to Madeline to carry her down, "And also, this is going to be told to your mother... and also, do not rummage your room and run away from me again" in his serious tone, making Madeline... a bit sorry for what she did, "Of course August, that was just for today... I was looking forward of strolling with Theodore you know." she smiles, making her butler loose his face, "Oh today, we visited the Cloud Bakery again" she speaks with so much enthusiasm, "Their sandwiches and croquettes still tastes the same, maybe you could buy them for me next time for lunches... or when we go picnic with my mother and father-" she walks away with her butler, "How was it Theodore? did you had fun with her?" my mother asks me as we walk to go inside, "Yes mother... we also talked about about our transferring to Gremory Academy... she told me to not worry, because uncle Leander is a teacher there", "Exactly... now how about we taste your sister's dinner, she cooked it with the maids." we enter the the house into the dinning room. "Oh mother... Theodore, you are home now, here I cooked some casserole" as I sat in the chair and tasted her offering, it was really delicious... it melts in the mouth and everything was cooked perfectly, "This is amazing sister... I would like for more" eagerly gave my plate to her, "Oh not yet, we have to call for everyone to eat first... why don't you fetch for Madeline hmm?", "Of course" and I left the room and went for the bedroom of Madeline in the second floor... I saw my brother's portrait with my father.

My brother, Theodore Notoria- Asriel the 2nd, he was supposed to be the heir and is supposed to take over the Notoria Publishing House that was built by our father for our grandfather. My older sister always told me, that he was such a big sweet brother to her. A very caring brother and couldn't argue with a lady. Even mother praises and compares me to him, sometimes I wish he didn't die with father... with that thought, mother would even have a life of a real lady. And maybe, I wouldn't need to meet Madeline and her family, elder would have a different fiance after all. I had all my thoughts and stopped as I stand in front of Madeline's room and knocked, "Mady? you should join us in dinner", "She is currently having her body washed sir Theodore" said August, "She will join you shortly" he added. "Is that so, thank you August" I said and left to the dinning room... and I started to the same thoughts again, how would elder treat me, would he love me so dearly too and teach me many things that he knew like to my sister? he made my sister love cooking after all. Maybe I would have loved him so much too... "Theodore?" my mother caught me in thought, "What are you doing? where is Madeline? have you called her?" she asks, "I did mother, she is having a bath, she was tired after all.'', "Is that so... then shall we have a talk in the library" I agreed and followed her.

Madeline's PoV

That stroll took almost all my mana for the day, It was very tiring, but it was fun... it has been a while since I had fun with Third, I hope I made his day fun too. Ah, this warm bath really soothes me... "August, can I drink a tea while in bath?", "You should be careful with it my lady, you don't want it to be poured down on your bath" as he gave me a tea... ah, this is a bliss. As I relaxed in the bath, someone knocked on the door, its Third inviting me to dinner, and August asked me what would he like to say to him, "You can say I am taking a bath and will be down shortly, and also fetch my towel.", "yes my lady" he said. While soaking myself in the bath, I thought...where does the wizards got the dragons from? for dragons were already considered a rare creature and can be summoned mostly by witches and demons only, "My lady, here is your towel, shall I dry you?" as August distracts me from my thought, "I can do it myself August" giving off a soft blush in my cheeks. "What would you like to wear at dinner?", "A casual dress shall suffice, the green floral one" I replied, "As you wish my lady."

I walked downstairs to the dinning room, and saw Lady Daisy and asked, "Where is madam Eleanor and Theodore?", "Mother went to see Theodore, they will be back soon.", she replied and the room was covered with silence. "Say, Madeline... you are escorting my brother in the ball as your husband now?" she asked out of curiosity, "Yes", "It will be his first time in the ball, he never attended, mother did not want to... and also... about the transfer of both of you in Quaris... in Gremory Academy?" she asked me again as if she hadn't any time to ask her family, "Yes, we both agreed to it... but actually, Theodore was bit of hesitant because of the lurking demons in that region... but I actually convinced him to transfer", "Madeline, as your sister-in-law, and someone who visited Quaris several time now... you both should be careful on that place... did you know Leander?... he has demon curse on himself, I bet mother did not tell Theodore about it", "What is a demon curse?" I asked in curiosity, but as soon as she speaks, Theodore and her mother enters the room. "Oh you are here now Mady, shall we eat then mother... sister?" Theodore as he sits beside me, Theodore looks at me as I still have a shock and questions in my eyes, "Mady are you alright?" he asked, "Hmm? yes I am, Third" I smiled at him, trying to not let my emotions show. As we ate the casserole his sister made, it calmed me down a little, "Lady Daisy, can you teach me how to cook these casseroles too?" hoping she agrees and we could have a private talk together... "Oh do you like it that much dear?, sure why not". "But lady you are fully scheduled with your lessons, you skipped them all today after all", August interupts, "Do not worry August, we won't take long, I will simply give her a ingredients and instructions notes, she can cook with you next time at your household" Daisy answered in my regards. "Speaking of which, the ball is coming up this weekend, have you prepared everything?",Madame Eleanor asked "I haven't bought a new dress" I replied, "I wanted a custom made, so I could have a paired dress and suit with Theodore" I added. "Mother, I could introduce them into Lola Tailor", "Oh yes, you both should go with Daisy tomorrow morning and have a little shopping along the way too, August and Lucas can be enough for assistance?" Madame Eleanor replied, "Well then, your day for tomorrow is planned... and I shall have my early sleep tonight" she added as she leaves the dining with her butler Bernard.

As we all finished eating our dinner, I called out into August, "Can I have desserts for tonight?", "I am sorry my lady, but you do remember you are in your restrictive eating routine, perhaps I could serve you a freshly squeezed fruits and crackers instead" he replied, "I would like some too August" Daisy added, "As you wish madame.", "Well then, I would like to go my study room now, enjoy your desserts ladies" Theodore as he walks out of the dinning room. "Lucas, can you fetch me a pen and paper in my room please? I would like to write down the recipe of my casserole for Madeline" Daisy said and Lucas left the room too. Me and Daisy are left in the dining together and I took opportunity, "Lady Daisy, what is a demon curse? is Lord Leander alright?", she sips her tea and spoke, "Uncle Leander is alright, that is why he can still visit from time to time at occasions... but he is bound to this demon curse", she sighs "A demon curse is like a pact with demons, whereas he and the demon has made an equal deal of a lifetime... the equal deal that they have is, when Leander is still alive the demon is said to protect him at all cost, but when he dies, the demon eats his soul.", "What is difference of it with pacts?, it seems they do not have any difference to me" I replied, "For demon pacts, it will be either you are in control or the demon controls you," she sighed again "Uncle Leander is quite lucky with his demon curse, there are times that some people who are under demon's curse are eaten alive, he is lucky for not getting a greedy demon.", she sips her tea and the room was silenced. "I see how it is dangerous, but it will be fine if we are careful, won't we?... I hope.", I said, "Don't make me worry you about those, you are a strong lady and I believe in Theodore's intuition... I just told you that so you are aware of what can happen in Quaris." as she walks up to me and caress me, "Lady Daisy, here are the pen and paper." Lucas enters the room, "Thank you Lucas... oh please call Sera from the kitchen, tell her I need her help with the recipe of her casserole.", "Yes Madame.". And August enters the room with the snack he told us, "My lady, and Madame, here is a Dragon Fruit juice, and crackers, and also, Sera was baking some scones and wished to have you all taste it."

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plaguedparadox · 6 years

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Whispers in the Dark - Chapter Eight

Colourful Friends

The morning sun blasted straight into my eyes with a sniper’s precision, waking me up from the sleep that I found myself entering shortly after coming home from one of Wilford’s interviews. The most recent one was about some sort of club and the weird occurrences that happened, the interviewee was the president of the club who was rather dismissive of anything odd happening but as Wilford’s interviews typically go, it went to hell and the reporter and I ended up in a weird space-like void to which the man had to teleport us out of.

It had been about a week since the incident at the manor and I couldn’t bring myself to tell the man that the broken soul of his beloved was following me around, quietly telling me stories of the three boys when they were children. It would be so much easier if I could just find what took her body and then help her get it back.

Are you okay? She asks softly as always as I lay on my bed, glaring at the window that dared to let sunlight break through it. “I’m fine...!” I mutter out as I turn away from the sun, shielding my eyes as I do so. Celine was colder than Damien for the most part but still had a very caring side, she just needed to be around the right people. A groan left my lips as I pull myself off of the sofa that I had collapsed on the previous night. My nights were rather dreamless, a gift from Celine so we wouldn’t have to deal with Dark.

Anti, or rather Ace as I had to call his feline form once Wilford saw him after attempting to collect me from the flat several days ago, was laying on the window sill enjoying the warmth the sun had to offer like an actual cat.

The Septic egos still kept dropping by even after Anti’s multiple attempts to get them to stop showing up. Their antics always made me laugh so I didn’t mind their visits. Heck, even the Iplier egos started to randomly show up from time to time, it was mostly just Wilford though as he wanted to be a bigger part of my life. It’s because you were a big part of Damien’s life. Celine had explained when I began to question it.

‘Ace’ let out a small groan like sound before making his way over to me, jumping up onto my shoulders just as he always did. A small purr sounded out as he nuzzled me in a lazy attempt of saying hello, turns out for a glitch, he was actually extremely lazy when he had the chance not that it was really a problem, it just made things easier on me.

“Hey, bud.” I greet the feline as I made my way over to the kitchen only to freeze as a suited man made his way around my kitchen, humming happily to himself as he did so. “Bim?” I call out to cause the show host to freeze in his spot. “Okay… Well, I’m guessing today is going to be even more energetic than yesterday…” I mutter to myself as I watch the man go back to frying what seemed to be burgers on my old grill. I don’t even want to know who he got that meat from. I thought to myself as I made a 180 and left the kitchen. I noticed a small cloud of pink smoke and rushed towards it, knowing it was my way to get to the HQ.

“Hello there, old chap!” My favourite moustached man called out as he pulled me into a crushing hug, nuzzling his face against the top of my head as he did so.

I let out a giggle, wiggling my legs around as he pulled me up into the air. “Hey, Wil! How are ya?!” I chirp out, enjoying the hug as I always did. Wilford always seemed to have the best hugs, mainly because they were so warm and you could always tell that he was being heartfelt. Wilford went on to tell me that he was doing good but Dark had begun to get angrier quicker if that was even possible. That might be my fault. He’s been trying really hard to drag you into the Void… Celine muttered as she thought over Wilford’s words. She was still struggling to believe that Wilford was her darling William but she wasn’t letting it get to her.

Wilford dragged me off to his office, making sure to avoid the other egos as he didn’t want to be slowed down. Something he typically did but he didn’t seem his typical hyper self, usually that meant he was back to acting like the Colonel but Celine would’ve let me know of William’s mannerisms before Wilford even noticeably changed like she had done before. I wonder if everything’s okay… I thought, curious as to what could be wrong with my dear friend. “Everything alright, Will?” The DA asks for me, it was like having another subconscious rather than just having a ghost talk to you - something I was used to now thanks to Celine.

Wilford gave me a swift nod as he made me sit down on the sofa, he seemed to ignore my questioning gaze as he sat down at his desk and glared at the paperwork that Dark had placed on it for him to do. The DA… Celine started, she had been examining the bond between the DA and I since she joined the party. Apparently from the Seer’s point of view the DA had been with me since before I stepped into the manor but despite the two being in similar positions the Seer couldn’t speak to her which ended up causing a lot of frustrated rambles when I was stuck in a situation where I couldn’t respond to something she had said.

It’s weird, to me at least, being a soul myself. That there’s only one soul present in your body. She mused as she always seemed to once she got thinking. Maybe… Just maybe… There’s a chance you really ARE her. I haven’t sensed her in a long time before your visit, after all. The Seer stated coldly as she thought, it kept reminding me of Blue Google’s way of speaking considering the android had a habit of multiplying whenever he was forced to multitask and only went back to his singular form once he was done. Oliver, the yellow topped Google, was the one that seemed to care for others but there was a chance that he was better at mimicking human emotions than the other droids. Maybe your magician friend could help in communicating with her? Celine asked.

Marvin? Maybe he could but Anti would try to avoid us being alone with him like he does with every other ego that isn’t him or Wilford. I reply, rather glad that Celine could read my thoughts in situations like this. I lay down on the sofa, watching the ceiling fan spin slowly as the sound of a pen scratching on paper filled the room - The Colonel was doing his paperwork. Let’s go speak to him once we get the chance. Celine’s voice echoed out in my head, making it ache slightly as it always did. I got used to the headaches shortly after she started to talk more regularly, however.

I hum quietly in agreement with the Seer’s plan before looking over to the Colonel. He always looked so serious but not dangerously so, which was a good thing - for everyone. “Old chap…” William spoke out softly, looking up and regarding me gently. “Did he ever tell you? Damien, I mean. He always spoke highly of you.” A small smile etched it’s way to the corner of his lips as he thought back to his old friend. “He adored being around you and well… It wouldn’t really be fair of me to expose any feelings when the main man isn’t here to admit them. It could be considered slander if it weren’t true!” He exclaimed, chuckling gently as he did.

“I’m not sure about what I could have done to make him speak so highly of me, Colonel. We were friends and I always made sure to act accordingly…” The DA spoke out, recalling how she kept her feelings from showing for the sake of her friendship with the man. “Just like I’m doing with you. Acting accordingly to what our relationship is.” She sounded rather melancholy, most likely at remembering the past.

It’s a shame Dames and I lost touch for a while… I’m sure I’d of heard plenty of stories… Oh well, the past is the past and unfortunately, the DA has no place in this world. Not when you exist. Celine’s words were ominous and sent a chill down my spine. “Bully…! You really were never told…? D-do you remember the poker night? The day we met?” The Colonel stuttered out, Celine’s previous stories coming to mind as I figured that he was shocked at the lack of remembrance, being someone who could remember quite a bit when from when he was intoxicated.

The DA narrowed my eyebrows in frustration and confusion as scenes of that night flashed through my mind. Bits and pieces were cut and some of the events seemed jumbled but nothing indicated a reason to remember the night except for the day after. “Unfortunately, it’s all a bit of a blur. I do remember Dames doing his infamous party trick, and flipping the bird at poor old Ben the butler rather clearly though. I could only do so much in my muted period.” She, or rather I stated. It was all a bit confusing, I was a version of her after all. “What were you hoping for me to remember, old friend?” I ask, my voice keeping the same vintage formal tone that the DA had whenever she used to speak, and tried her best to replicate now. It was a bit more difficult with the accents as I spent a good amount of time in England while she spent most of her adult life in America.

“O-oh… just something that happened pretty early on into the night. You and Damien sure got sloshed quickly didn’t you?” William laughed out, glancing off to the side as he remembered the events clearly. A small smile on his face indicated that what he was remembering was a rather happy moment for him. “With all those stories… I never figured he’d choose that night…” Will muttered to himself, not really caring if I heard the sounds of it. His attention soon drew back over to his paperwork, his face falling into a scowl. “Oh damn it all!” He cussed, flinging the paperwork to the side before standing up in a rush. His arms crossed and pouted, the air the Colonel naturally held dissipated, signifying one thing. “I left my jacket at yours, I just remembered!” Wilford was back.

A chuckle left my lips as I sat up. “Is that so?” I questioned, the DA going mute again. I watched as Wilford nodded his head rapidly, another chuckle bubbled its way up my throat. “Well then, let’s go get it!” I cheered out, the energy of the reported was practically infectious as I felt myself become more energetic.

In a puff of light pink smoke, Wil and I were back in my flat.

Ace was busy glaring at a certain orange glasses wearing android who in turn was busy trying bat away the burgers away from the man who made them. The game show host kept the android at bay by using his foot to keep him at a distance as he tried to satiate his hunger.

“Um…” I was rather confused about the situation but by this point, I had learnt not to question the men that now were in most parts of my life. “Bing, what’s going on?” My question alerted the two other egos to mine and Wil’s presence, the two breaking away in shock. Bim took the opportunity to scoff the burger down while Bing was distracted by trying to explain the situation. Apparently, the game show host recently aired another one of his shows and they always seemed to go the same way, which explained why he was grilling burgers earlier. I cringed slightly at the thought as I told Bim that he could keep my grill, I was very grateful that it was a portable grill that I owned.

“So, bruh, Dark’s still got a large stick up his ass or what?” Bing asked, his question directed towards Wilford. Wil just gave a small nod before walking around, trying to find his striped jacket. “Looks like I’m staying here then, the ass nearly ripped my arm off the last time I spoke to him, good think Googs repaired the damage that he did do…” Bing said out loud, looking around as he did as if he was trying to memorise surroundings.

Bim sighed and shook his head as he watched the two more colourful egos do whatever they wanted in my flat. “The doctor and I have a theory that he’s acting out because the girl he likes isn’t paying him enough attention. We have the Jims looking into it.” The talk of the other reporter egos brought memories of two people sneaking around outside my flat, it was odd but Anti didn’t seem to be bothered by it so I didn’t check it out.

A huff left my lips once I put the pieces together. “So that’s why I’ve felt like I’m being followed recently, the Jims are investigating me!” I cry out in frustration, startling the suited ego next to me. Bim threw me a nervous smile, scratching his cheek gently as he did so, a small mutter of ‘surprise’ left his lips before his gaze fell onto the window that overlooked the street I lived on. My eyes followed his and soon landed on the twins that were peeking through the window, probably using the small balcony to keep themselves up. “Get your arses in here!” I hissed out, my patience with the troublesome egos had started to run thin even if I did adore them.

In a scramble, the Jims made their way into the flat via the now opened window. Bim and Bing had walked off to try and held the senior reporter find his jacket.

I proceeded to scold the Jims, making sure that they got the point that I didn’t enjoy being followed and that even if Dark was upset that the girl he liked was ignoring him, that girl wasn’t me as he most likely hated me for siding with Mark. They finally got the point and soon the twins and I found ourselves playing Mario Kart as we waited for the other three egos to find that jacket. What on earth could be taking them so long? I thought, hoping Celine would have an answer but all she did was mutter that she was wondering the same thing.

A few moments went by before my front door swung open, hitting the wall loudly. “Lass, guess who came to visit?!” A loud Irish voice shouted out. Sean! I thought rather panicked as I looked between the twins busy playing the video game and the Irishman. “What the fuck…?” He muttered out as he himself looked at the reporters. He rubbed his eyes quickly, most likely not believing what he saw.

“Surprise?” I question as I walk over to my friend. “It’s a bit difficult to explain but… Um…” I motion Ace to come over to our position, I give him a small nod and suddenly a familiar green fog wraps around us. When the fog dissipated the three of us stood in an unfamiliar park, Anti in his human form leaned against me, waving at Sean with a cocky smile on his face.

Sean didn’t have much to say as he slowly fell backwards, fainting at the sight of something he believed only to be a character. “Timber!” Anti jokingly called out as the YouTuber collapsed to the ground. The imp glitched over to the man he shared a face with, waving his hand around to see if Sean was joking. “Well, he’s out for the count!” A glitched out laugh sounded as the imp doubled over, holding his stomach.

A sigh left my lips as I placed myself next to the unconscious man, pulling his head onto my lap. “Anti, why are you so protective of me?” I asked softly, my hand gently running through Sean’s hair as I did.

The imp backed away in thought, it was possible that he hadn’t really thought of the reason and instead just acted on impulse. Anti gave a small shrug as he turned to look away from me. “I’m not sure… You’ve just been really nice to me, for no reason as well. I guess that I didn’t want to lose that.” He answered, a slight edge to his tone.

Liar, he knows exactly why. Celine hissed out slightly, her usual cool tone completely gone. I’ve sensed his presence at the manor before when the DA- The Seer cut herself off. Suddenly my body began engulfed in a warmth, similar to the hugging sensation from the manor. It is you… Celine muttered out, her voice far quieter than I was used to. It was rather upsetting to hear her, it sounded like she was about to cry. Don’t cry Cel… I thought as I wished I could hug the poor woman back.

It took a few hours to get Sean back to the flat as Anti left shortly after I asked him why he was protective and Celine had become silent after her hug so the hours it took to carry the Irishman back was a rather lonely experience.

My favourite bean was resting on the sofa as Wilford helped me clean up the mess that the Jims had made trying to help Wil find his jacket. Turns out he had hung it up in my wardrobe for safe keeping but no one even considered it to be in there until Dark showed up. Said demonic being was in my armchair reading a newspaper, looking rather smug to even be in my flat.

My gaze shifted from the demon to my pastel friend to see him giving me an apologetic smile. He had let Dark in so he could help find the striped article of clothing, something he couldn’t stop apologising for as he knew Dark would use his new permission for drop in at any time.

A groan alerted everyone to the fact that Sean was beginning to wake up. I share a look with Wilford before our gazes feel onto an unamused Dark. “We’re not leaving simply because your friend has woken up, he’s already seen Anti and the Jims, what’s the harm in seeing Will and me?” He explained as he stood up and walked over to the man lying on the sofa. He leaned over slightly, his arms firmly behind his back as he examined the man in front of him. “I just don’t see why you’d choose to make friends with someone like this, dear.”

‘Dear’. The word made me practically cringe coming from Dark’s mouth, the false warm tone disgusted me as it sounded so much like Damien. You won’t win me over with sweet words and pet names. I thought to myself, glaring at the suited man as I made my way over. “Who I make friends with is none of your business, Darky.” I purr, a sickly sweet smile on my face as I did so. If he didn’t have the siblings' souls attached to him, I’d punch him. I run my hands through Sean’s hair again as he began to awake properly. “Hey Bean, how are you feeling?” I ask softly.

“Ugh… like my head hit a rock…” The Irishman groaned out, holding his head gently. “What happened?” He asked, his eyes remaining closed as he sat up.

A small sigh left my lips, he didn’t actually hit a rock when he fainted the ground was just hard but exaggeration was a common thing for people to do. “What do you remember?” I question, my voice still soft as I continue running my hands through his hair as a comforting gesture.

Sean’s lips pursed as racked his head. “Honestly? Just this really weird dream. I decided to visit you, which was obviously true. But um, I saw two Mark’s playing Mario Kart and then your cat teleported us to a random ass park where Anti showed up! It was freaking weird!” He exclaimed, looking up at me but soon his face paled as he noticed the grey man that stood behind me. “It wasn’t a dream, was it?” He asked, quickly looked away after he noticed me shaking my head. A gulp left his throat as he noticed the moustached man staring at him.

My gaze fell onto Wilford, noticing the man wave happily at the Irishman not bothered by the fact that he was being seen by someone who shouldn’t know of his existence.

A few moments went by as I watched Wilford interact with Sean, Dark and I only stepping in a few times when the reporter tried to interview my friend considering we knew how that it could turn out.

He’s so cute! I just want to hug him!

A warm smile made its way to my face as I walked over to the pastel man, pulling him into a hug. “Wilford, has anyone told you that you’re adorable?” I asked innocently, nuzzling my face into his chest. A small but happy squeak left throat as he proceeded to bear hug me and spin me around. Laughter would have left both our lips if the sound of static didn’t take over the room. Well someone’s being pissy.

Dark cracked a strained smile over at the pair of us before teleporting me into his arms. “Her and I need to talk. Alone.” He stated coldly as a thick blanket of black smoke wrapped around us. It seemed to emit an icy chill which stroked my cheeks. The sensation was terrifyingly familiar. Damien? My thoughts asked as if they were trying to reach him like they used to in the void.

The chill became stronger for a moment before disappearing completely once Dark laid a hand on my shoulder.

An involuntary shiver ran up my spine as I shook from the now missing cold, the mild chill from Dark’s hand radiated through my hoodie. A sigh left his darkened lips as he stood in front of me. “The past can never seem to leave us alone, my dear.” He muttered, gazing at me gently. It was a look that made my heart pound in my chest as it brought forward memories that I swore were not my own.

My lips pursed in annoyance as that damned pet name was spoken once again. “You said you wanted to talk…” I started, my gaze rather defiant in nature as I looked up at the demon. He did something to Dames, I just know it! My thoughts hissed out as I recalled the chilling hug from moments ago, the idea of Damien being hurt made my blood boil and my temper rise.

“So let’s talk.”

#whispers in the dark #x reader #markiplier egos #wkm #wkm fanfiction #darkiplier #antisepticeye #wilford warfstache #celine #the seer #fanfic #anti #dark

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rainbowcicada · 7 years

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Sns ask - 20 27 30 33 43 44 and 50 please!♡

Oh my! So many! Thanks :D20. Who proposes?I honestly can see it both ways! Because you know, sns is so mutual lol. They're both headstrong and commit to what they want. Maybe these two idiots propose to eachother but in their own unique ways.Sasuke has already told Naruto "you're my one and only" over and over. He's not scared of losing Naruto when he knows Narutos his soulmate and obsessed with him. Why does he need to buy a ring or have a ritual? He knows they're stuck for life :)Naruto bought a ring a million years ago, but he has so much anxiety asking Sasuke. What if he runs away? What if Sasuke just doesn't care for this marriage biz? But after hearing "you're my one and only" for the zillionth time does it finally click and he asks.Traditionally, Naruto proposed. Untraditionally, Sasuke already thought they were married lol.But I love either way! Theres a pen sketch of Sasuke proposing to Naruto by @jasuwonderworld and it's the most adorable thing ever :)27. How does Naruto wake Sasuke up?First he's sweet, then he's annoying. Naruto tries to lull Sasuke awake with maybe a kiss on the cheek or forehead. But often Sasuke is pretty adamant in staying wrapped in his blankets. And that's when Naruto reverts to his genin days "SASUKE!"30. How was their first time?Oh glob! Emotional! Wild! Spontaneous! And not a single boy was prepared. They were most likely traveling together, alone in the woods. Bored, the two boys start sparring...and one thing led to another.Sasuke realizes he can't hurt Naruto anymore no matter how hard he tries, he never wants to hurt Naruto again. So Sasuke keeps losing the spar, ending up on the ground with Naruto dominantly mounted on top.At first Narutos upset that Sasukes obviously losing on purpose. But in this intimate position, both boys physically feel how happy the other boy is to be like this. Pretty damn hard. Then things get sexy, and messy, and emotional...How VOTE2 really went.33. Do they hold hands in public?Sasuke is really uncomfortable with PDA. But sometimes it just happens. Like when Naruto runs up to greet him, hug him (which always catches Sasuke off guard) and then Naruto will drag him over to a restaurant by taking his hand.They don't walk around holding hands. But Naruto finds small moments to tug at his hand like that.43. When Sasuke realized he loved Naruto?Platonically, I think everyone agrees it was during his fight with Haku. Romantically, I think our boy Sasuke started to realize his gay feelings for Naruto during VOTE1. As he gazed at unconscious Naruto he felt immense loss, and continued to feel that pain as he walked away.The same Sasuke who showed no pain leaving Sakura. He knows he hasn't felt this way for any girl.But you know, he's still young, maybe he doesn't understand his feelings yet. He tried to bury them while with orochimaru. When he sees Naruto again with yamatos team 7, that's when he begins to really feel the frustration that he's unable to forget Naruto. Now a young man, he can begin to understand what this means.But ultimately, it's during the war. Fighting alongside Naruto, laughing and smiling again. Not surprised to find out their soulmates. It's because he finally realizes his romantic feelings for Naruto now that he becomes the final boss and not before.44. When Naruto realized he loved Sasuke?I think Naruto is much slower to realize his feelings. I think he realized he loved Sasuke, brotherly, during VOTE1. Clearly, his feelings are deeper than that.During ALL of Shippuden Naruto internally questions if his feelings for Sasuke are more. When he spoke to his mother "but um....." When Sai teased him. When he accidentally admitted Sasukes good looking. When he had a panic attack and was unable to sleep and said "my bond with Sasuke is........." I consider all of these canon moments where Naruto is seriously questioning his feelings.But it's not until hes dying next to Sasuke and Sasuke demands an explanation for the word friend that Naruto realizes he's in love. :)50. What would you tell them?!??!?Oh my glob!!! Sasuke, you're gay. Naruto, wtf! Follow him, leave Konoha, go!Don't let Kishimoto or SP or whoever stop you. Continue to tell us your story, be our muses. And well continue to write and draw it!! (cries)Thanks @sebas-chan-butler I feel like drawing now lol

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orangerosebush · 2 months

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AF Fountain Pen Thoughts

Artemis will automatically include the upkeep of Butler's, his mother's, Juliet's, and Holly's fountain pens in the upkeep of his own pens.

Holly and Juliet tend not to use their pens often (which they have because Artemis gifted them the pens); Artemis will help with upkeep whenever they visit.

With Butler, Artemis helps in large part due to the man not having the habit of building 'frivolous' rituals of care into his day. Thus, Artemis will care for the pens, as Butler does (at the end of it all) adore the devices.

With Angeline, I feel Artemis is just so wholly dedicated to those kinds of small acts of care when it comes to his mother (e.g., thinking of him composing a unique ringtone for her calls), the thought of not helping Angeline with that which he has gifted her simply never crosses his mind.

Fowl Sr is more of a ballpoint pen or a pencil fellow. Artemis will sometimes include his father in the hobby by cleaning and repairing pens in his father's study while the man works (so Tim will have the experience of being included in the upkeep).

Fowl Sr. appreciates when Artemis shows off some of the special/exclusive inks he purchases; he finds the beauty of the ink a much more accessible aspect of the hobby. Artemis will sometimes do ink tests (i.e. when you get a new ink and experiment with it on good quality paper) when his father is in the room for this reason.

#artemis fowl #if you like fountain pens I want to hear your thoughts too!

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ajokeformur-ray · 7 years

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@shinigami-ahri

Ok my description was too long to send to the ask box so instead of spaming yoxur box with 20 asks i just figured i would send it all in one here. If something isnt clear just let me know...i hope it all makes sense haha Thank you so much! If you don't mind, could you throw in Naruto and the Hobbit too? I'm trying to get into Naruto but I've got so many others that I've been trying to catch up on and I haven't really seen many blogs that write for the Hobbit. If it's too much though don't worry about it you can just stick with Black Butler and Bleach (; lol I am female and I would like a male matchup please! My interests are really anything fantasy related, I love role playing games and things like that so pretty much anything creative. I'm interested in a lot of things like exploring different cultures and foods, traveling and usually if it has to do with anything nerdy I'm down. (I'm actually trying to get a group of friends together to play Pathfinder or D&D haha) My hobbits (I see what you did there (; ) include writing, drawing, playing video games or reading manga...I try to read like "real" books but it will take me 3 months to finish one book mostly because I can't read one at a time so I'll be reading 4 books at once throughout the month...It's very hard for me to stick with one thing for a long time I find myself jumping between stuff a lot. I like inside activities most. I don't really enjoy being outside a lot and I don't at all consider myself the physical type. I really enjoy tea, I buy a lot of different flavored tea and I bet I could start a small shop with how much I have at the moment. I do enjoy cheesy puns and lame jokes very much and I somewhat consider myself as the "comic relief" in my family since I try to pull out jokes to lighten the mood when things get kinda bad... though it doesn't really work most of the time...I don't like outside activities unless it's a little more on the cool side with a slight breeze...more like fall weather. I get really agitated and grumpy when I get hot and sweaty so I try to hang out where it's nice and cool. I don't like bugs either and cleaning...I really hate cleaning... I look for someone who will be able to take care of me. Someone who is not only physically strong but mentally strong too. Someone who won't mind my creativity and ideas but who will also keep me grounded so that I don't get too lost in them. I tend to be very passionate and strong willed when I have an idea in my head of what I want so I need someone who will be honest with me but won't get angry when I have to find out for myself if I can do it or not. Sort of like an unspoken "go ahead, I warned you what will happen so don't come crying to me when you find out it's not going to work." I need someone who isn't afraid to say they are sorry and someone who will come to me when we've had our fights or disagreements (If it's their fault) because I can sit around all night and be super salty until they tell me they aren't mad anymore or that it's going to be ok. I also tend to overthink things too and I look for someone who would be willing to reach out to me helps me understand that everything truly will be alright. At the same time though I don't want them overly comforting. I have a lot of room to grow myself and I'm rather timid when it comes to speaking my mind so I need someone who will challenge me from time to time and help me develop a thicker skin so to speak. I'm not good at confrontation and I fit into more of a submissive role so I also look for dominate personalities though, I find a personality that is calm, collected, rationality, with an unspoken arrogance more attractive than a brash, spoken arrogance, and irrational. I enjoy someone who is spontaneous and a bit difficult to read or people who are otherwise often misunderstood.

Sebastian

- Oh man, Sebastian has everything you like tucked away in that expansive brain of his. Different cultures, their origins, their developments into what they are today, their recipes handed down through the generations and altered to fit the modern day, or not as the case may be. Their legends and myths... Any culture you can think of, I can bet you that Sebastian has enough knowledge about it to fill an entire bookshelf.

- I can just see Sebastian cleaning out the library again because Ciel is sensitive to even the slightest bit of dust, and you’re sat on the couch reading some manga drinking some of the finest tea you’ve had for a while because of course Sebastian made it, and he’s telling you stories about a culture you’re curious about while you read. When there’s a bug, he quickly disposes of it discreetly, not bringing it up unless you’re the one who spotted it, in which case he makes a show of saving you from the ‘hideous monster’ as he gently teases you for the moment of weakness.

- Sebastian would definitely take care of you. He would likely discipline you much like he does Ciel. You’d have a wake-up time, a bedtime, he’d help you with anything you ask for help with, but only if you tell him that you want that. He’d hate to impose his will on you without your consent. Your creativity would be one of his favourite things about you and he’d always want for you to push your creativity, to see just how far it can go and where its’ limits are. Then again, you decide the limits of your imagination.

- If you set your mind on something that Sebastian knows will end badly, he’ll tell you but will otherwise take a backseat and watch the events unfold. He’ll be amused the entire time and will be smug when you find out just how wrong things turned out. You’ll get no sympathy from him at all, so don’t expect any. He’ll pull you back too when your thoughts start getting out of control. He’ll sense it and will get you to tell him everything you’re thinking, and in one or two sentences he’ll completely shut you down with logic and common sense. He’s good like that.

- Sebastian can be comforting but only when he chooses to be. For the most part, he’ll take the proverbial backseat and be there for you only when you expressly ask for him to be. He’ll definitely test you and challenge you, usually in terms of patience, but he’s, for the most part, everything you ask him to be as he has no real personality of his own.

- He’s not misunderstood as such, but he’s definitely a challenge to all those who know him as no one can truly read or get to know a demon as intimately as one can come to read and get to know a human. So, for sure, if you’re more of a submissive in a relationship, he’ll take the dominant side in his stride and do it fabulously, like he does everything else. He is, after all, simply one hell of a butler.

Byakuya

- While Byakuya isn’t as well-traveled as Sebastian, he’s definitely just as educated. If he lacks the knowledge you're after, he’d likely do some research in the Library and come back to you with an answer that he feels is adequate. As far as creativity goes, he’ll supply you with papers and pens, pencils and charcoals etc. to support you in your creativity.

- His Manor and office are kept immaculate at all times, and any bugs that come through would only be in the warmer climates. He’d likely have someone on call to remove any bugs that cross your path. He’d huff and be outwardly annoyed, but on the inside, he finds it adorable and has to bite his inner cheek to stop himself from teasing you with a cheeky grin.

- You’d be more than welcome to keep him company inside while he fills out paperwork, just so long as you’re relatively quiet. He’d show affection during these times by getting up and refilling your teacup temporarily, his hand briefly resting on the crown of your head as he passes you.

- Byakuya is one of the strongest people in the Soul Society and he doesn’t take abuse from anybody. There’s no way he’d ever allow anyone to treat you wrongly, not even yourself. He’d do his best to keep you grounded, always knowing what to say or do to keep you from bubbling over or retreating back into yourself a bit more. Your strong will may annoy him every now and then but he’ll just shrug it off and watch you make a mistake. He won’t give you sympathy or empathy, he’ll just look you over with a quirked eyebrow and a, “I warned you. What did you expect? Next time, you would do well to listen to me.” and he’d walk off, leaving you with nothing but your thoughts for company.

- However, arguments are few and far between. He’ll always walk off during an argument, not wanting to say those few words that would completely destroy the relationship. He has an incredible cruel streak and he tries his hardest to not expose you to it unless he absolutely has to. He’s usually the first to apologise, though, wanting to keep the peace. Life is hard enough without tension between him and his dear one.

- Byakuya is definitely the more dominant one in this relationship and the two of you are together but actually, lead very separate lives. That’s not to say that you get lonely, it’s just that you do the most important thing in any relationship, which is to retain your own identity while being with the other person. It makes the two of you stronger, especially as he’s quite closed off emotionally from people. You help him to break out of his shell a little bit more every day, something he’s grateful for.

Sasuke

- Sasuke is an Uchiha and as such, he received only the finest education before the massacre, plus how much attention he paid in the Academy, Sasuke has quite the knowledge. As a shinobi, travel is a given and I think when the mood strikes him; though it’s rare, he may tell you about some of his missions. Don’t interrupt or ask too many questions though, he’s still going to be impatient with you. he won’t become a fluffy bunny just because you’re his s/o. He may cook for you sometimes, not wanting you to live on ramen like Naruto does. He cooks a lot of tomato based things because he loves tomatoes, but if you’re allergic or dislike them then he’ll adapt his recipes accordingly!

- Bugs don’t bother him at all. He just doesn’t give a flying monkey as to whether there’s a spider crawling on his face or not. You do, though, so he’ll huff and grumble but will otherwise dispose of the creepy crawly or spider for you if only to get you to leave him alone about it. He secretly finds it adorable though he’ll deny it categorically if you ask him. He’s an Uchiha so again, clean freak. He does what needs to be done when it needs to be done, and if anything he takes on the domestic role of the household pretty quickly. Gender roles mean nothing to him, they’re stupid. He’s a grumbly-guts in the heat too so you may argue a lot in hotter weather. It’s not personal though, just the two of you having low fuses because of the heat.

- Sasuke is pretty chilled tbh, he’s very relaxed in the relationship because he trusts you, I mean why else is he with you? Like duh! He’s fine with letting you do whatever you want to do. If it’s not a good idea, then it’s whatever, he’ll warn you but won’t stop you. Then when it all goes wrong and he watches the mess unfold, he’ll be there for you after he’s done the whole, ‘I told you so’, and ‘you should’ve known better, stupid’ speech which lasts about five minutes before he gets bored.

- You’re both strong willed so you might butt heads often, but you make up quickly as it always comes from a place of concern. Sasuke isn’t a comforting person by nature so I think the most you’d get would be a muttered, “Hn.” with his hands in his pockets, a quick glance and then a soft hug. The tighter you squeeze him, the more he’ll grumble, but it’s only because he doesn’t know what to do with you. He gets the hint and holds you just as tightly eventually, though, usually when you’re pulling away he’ll realise he wants that hug after all.

- Sasuke will keep you grounded without you realising it. A glance here or there, a shake of the head from the corner of your eye, a mood wherein he needs a little more attention than usual when he notices you slipping... it’s all very subtle ways to keep you out of your own head when he knows it’s not good for you on that day. In return, you do the same to and for him, though it’s more obvious and of course slightly more annoying for him, though he understands your position.

- It’s a very separate relationship and you work as a unit, the way it should be. There aren’t many rules or expectations, just being yourselves is good enough. Reassurance is rare because Sasuke’s with you, so what more reassurance do you need? He tends to take the dominant position only because it’s natural to hm as an Uchiha. Just don’t expect a fluffy Sasuke, he doesn’t work like that. When he’s tired though, it’s a different matter. Talk about an affection monster!

Thorin

- Assuming that you’re a human here, Thorin would have plenty of stories to tell you about his travels before and with the Company, as well as a multitude of dishes you could taste, and he’d be willing to educate you on dwarven customs and the language, too. Then, in Erebor, there are libraries you’re completely free to explore as you wish to. The two of you would swap stories over the fireplace about your different species, cultures, etc. He’d be fascinated and could listen to you talk for hours with the softest look in his eyes. He’ll pretend it’s a reflection of the fire, but it’s not and you both know it.

- Thorin would know of your dislike of bugs and would flick off any insects or spiders that dare to grace you with their presence. He’d do it discreetly and without your noticing. He’d flick off insects, spiders, get bugs out of your hair before you even know they’re there. He’d pretend he’s just brushing your hair from your face or that you had dust on you. You’d know the truth but would appreciate it nonetheless. Kiss his cheek in thanks and you’ve got a blushing Thorin. He appreciates your light humour; fitting right in wih the rest of the Company. You’re often the cause of diffused tension and he couldn’t be more grateful to you. He dislikes the heat too, so luckily, Erebor has a rather cold climate.

- He’s the King so discipline is obvious. You would have certain expectations, as the s/o of a King, and any bending or outright breaking of the rules would result in firm discipline from Thorin; namely a lecture that he later apologises for. He’s also busy so you’re generally expected to do your own thing, and to do it well. You’d likely have your own job in Erebor so you’re rarely together. The nights are yours, though, so use the time wisely ;)

- He’ll definitely keep you grounded, though sometimes he’s the one who needs grounding. Anything that you want to do that he knows is a bad idea will be met with stony silences and side-glares. He’s told you his point of view and you did it anyway, so he expects you to accept full responsiility for whatever went wrong. You’ll get no sympathy or wise words from him, though he would tell you to learn fro your mistakes otherwise it was a wasted experience. He sees it as you directly disrespecting him too, so it’s likeyl that you’d have an argument or you’d receive the cold shoulder from him until you’ve made up with him to his own standards.

- Thorin is comforting, to a degree. Sometimes he has the words and actions you nee from him, and other times he’s just holding you and feeling helpless, berating himself for not knowing how to help you. Sometimes he’s the one who needs comfort though; it’s not easy being King. Either way, it’s pretty balanced and you pull through together with whatever issues are currently at hand.

- He’s definitely a dominant personality so I think the two of you would slot perfectly together. You look out for each other and support each other, which is what it’s all about. He can be a bit too gruff and so he sometimes hurts your feelings, but he makes it up to you in whichever way he can.

This took me just over an hour so I hope you like it xD

#bb matchup #bleach matchup #naruto matchup #hobbit matchup #sebastian michaelis #byakuya kuchiki #sasuke uchiha #thorin oakenshield #hobbit #naruto #black butler #bleach

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elliotthezubat · 7 years

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DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 59

well, the sport’s festival has kicked off! and things are getting wild

Akutagawa: "...Please bite me." teacher: excuse me? Akutagawa: "Oh, are you hard of hearing as well in your old age?" kirika: *snickers* teacher: D8< why you little- yana: oh shit son. Akutagawa: *crosses his arms, stares at the teacher* "I am taking notes for my colleague, who is missing class, so I think I'm paying sufficient attention already. Now, proceed, or do you wish to deprive your students of their education, you low-paid, whiny, egotistical halfwit?" yana: *chuckles* teacher: D8< Meme (teaching assistant): ^^; "Araragi? I suggest you apologize to our teacher--" Akutagawa: "Or what?" Meme: "..." *looks at Mio, nods* mio: *hammer arm* someone's gonna get wrecked. Akutagawa: "..." *closes the notebook, slides the pen into it, and hands it to a classmate* "Please protect these from the ensuing battlefield damage. I have to break a hammer in two." -elsewhere- Todoroki: *puts coins into soda machine* "..." eijiro: eeeeey todoroki! are you todor-okay? Todoroki: *stare* "...Ha." -elsewhere- Yumi: *with Shiori in the park* *points* "And that is a dandelion." shiori: dad lion! Yumi: *glasses flash, smile* "So smart!" -elsewhere- Ponera: "..." *pokes the unconscious Shaula* shaula: *whine* mamaaaaa.... Ponera: "...Um...???" shaula: *whimpering* Ponera: "..." *hug* shaula: TT~TT w-why duznt mama love mueh? Ponera: "I-I'm sure she did--does!" shaula: its shho shtuuupiiiid like. she always gives meduza nd arachne aaaalll the attenshun... Ponera: "...Maybe they _need_ more attention? Maybe your mother trusts you?" shaula: zzzzzzz..... Ponera: ^^; ("Now...how do I get her off of me...?") -elsewhere- lana: *resting* Poe: owo;;; *holding a platter* "T-T-Tee-Tee-Tea?" lana: hmm? oh. sure. *smiles and takes it* Poe: owo;;; "I-I'm happy you are here." lana: im happy too. ^^ *kiss on the cheek* Poe: O\\\\\\O "...Why did you do that?" lana: well, cause i love you of course ^^ Poe: "..." *hug* "I love you, too!" lana: ^///^ *hug* Poe: *rests his head* "...I-I-I would...like to get you something for our...um...2-and-a-half week anniversary?" lana: ^///^; that sounds nice. (thinking: oh my god he is too precious for his own good holy shit! >/////< ) Poe: "I-I-I just need to wrap it..." -elsewhere- Lucy: "Heard your stalker got detention." atsushi: yeah....part of me feels kind of sorry for him, but the other part really wants him to leave me alone... Lucy: "Dude could use therapy." *sips her tea* atsushi: yeah....maybe i could ask dazai for advice? Lucy: "Well, they did work together. Worth a shot." odasaku: ..... *remembering how hostile akutagawa was towards him* .... {Akutagawa: "Why does he not trust me?!"} odasaku: .....*sighs* atsushi: *knocking on dazai's door* dazai? are you in there? -THUD- Dazai: "Whoops!" atsushi: ?! dazai?! *using the key and opening the door* DAZAI?! Dazai: *on the floor* "...It didn't work." atsushi:.....!!! *helping him up onto the couch* Dazai: *cough* "W-Welcome!" *smiles* "How are you?" atsushi: we could ask you the same thing... Lucy: "...What the hell were you trying to do?" Dazai: "Kill myself." Lucy: "..." *facepalm* atsushi: ....*sigh* is something bothering you or is it the usual? Dazai: "A bit of both. See, I saw this new beam up there that I hadn't tried before--" atsushi: *sighs* do you want some water or something? Dazai: *nod nod* atsushi: ok. lucy, could you keep an eye on him while i get some water? Lucy: *nods* *stares at Dazai* "...Don't do anything stupid." Dazai: "What, me? I would never! So, you keeping an eye on Atsushi for me?" Lucy: "...Yes?" Dazai: *eyebrow wiggle* Lucy: "...TIGER! HURRY UP BEFORE HE STARTS SAYING WEIRD THINGS!" atsushi: ok i got it! here you go dazai. Dazai: "Thanks, buddy! So, how're you two kids doing?" Lucy: -\\\- atsushi: actually, we wanted to ask you some questions...about akutagawa. Dazai: *spits out his water* atsushi: well, you've known him longer than either of us have. could you give us some insight on why he is the way he is? Lucy: *her face is now covered in spit* "..." *removes her own hankie* Dazai: "...Because I was a shitty teacher." atsushi: ....*listening and hands lucy a paper towel* Lucy: "Thanks..." Dazai: "My attitude was, sink or swim. I wanted perfection..." atsushi: ... Dazai: "That's what I thought the Mafia wanted...what I thought Mori wanted: a soldier, perfect, powerful..." atsushi: ....*remembering how terrified kyouka was of mori* ....(thinking: what kind of person is he...?) Dazai: "And when your boss wants something, you do it...Mori always seemed so...pleased, happy, just wanting to see the best..." atsushi:....i see....do you think....akutagawa hates you because of that? Dazai: "Yes. I think he wants my approval." atsushi: ...wait, didnt you give it to him after the incident on the moby dick? Dazai: "Approval isn't just a one-time thing. You have to keep giving it." atsushi: ...i think i see what you mean....but it makes me wonder how he fell in love with me. here i am thinking he hates me guts...aaah, its so confusing like, why is he like this? and even then he's still hella agro on me! odasaku:...hella agro? atsushi: (thinking: shut up! it slipped!) Dazai: "Hmm...He may be hella agro out of a desire to get closer to that person who receives my approval, his hatred warping into some form of what he considers 'love.'" atsushi:....with all due respect, that's fucked up. odasaku: yeah, that is pretty damn unnerving. Dazai: "Yeah, maybe he should get therapy." Lucy: *soft slap on Atsushi's arm* "See?" atsushi: yep. exactly. but im not sure if we can exactly 'convince' him. seeing he is on the enemy side, after all. Dazai: *sighs* "It's something he has to want to do himself...or have a friend take him." atsushi: .... *lightbulb* we could ask chuuya! Lucy: "...'We'? I think if Dazai asks him it will end badly." Dazai: "Tch. What're you talking about? I'm great with Chuuya! I have a full notebook of 'short' jokes I haven't told him yet!" atsushi: *sweatdrop* Lucy: *chops Dazai* "No." Dazai: TTWTT "Fine. You two ask Chuuya." -and so- atsushi: i think this is the right apartment... odasaku: it's been a while since i've seen chuuya. last i saw him he was getting ready to travel abro- atsushi: *knocks on the door* mr chuuya? Chuuya: *from inside* "Careful--or the fluffy teddy bear will get you with a big bear hug!" atsushi: ???!!! (thinking: what the?) *rings the doorbell and looks at lucy* Lucy: o____o "What sick stuff is he into?" Chuuya: *inside* "Hang on, Sonia--" atsushi: *rings the doorbell again* Chuuya: *looking out the peephole* "???" *opens the door a crack* "...What do you two want?"' atsushi: we were wanting to ask you about akutagawa. sonia: *peeeek* papa, who are these people? odasaku:... !!!??.... how long have i been gone? Chuuya: o_o; Lucy: *shiny eyes* "Oh my God, she is so adorable!" Chuuya: "Um...They are my...classmates, Sonia." sonia:....hello.*small wave* atsushi:....is this a relative of yours? Chuuya: "...I'm taking care of her now...Would you like to come in?" atsushi: um...*looks at lucy* Lucy: "Yes! Thank you!" *enters, bringing in Atsushi by the hand* atsushi: oh, um. o///~///o -and so- sonia: *staaaare* atsushi: have you noticed any changes in akutagawa's behavior recently? Chuuya: "Yes. He is really odd around you." Lucy: "...How old are you, Sonia?" sonia:....you got red hair like mama does...but mama's is a darker red. atsushi: yeah, i noticed that...what was he like? after dazai left the mafia, i mean? Lucy: ("...Doesn't really answer my question...") ^^; "Thank you. I like your hair." Chuuya: "Rather serious, but abusive. Especially towards Higuchi." atsushi: yikes....is she ok? Chuuya: "It took her a long time to get over...a lot of complicated regard she has for him." atsushi:....ah.... Chuuya: "On the one hand, he's gotten a bit better...then there's you." atsushi: *points to himself* me? Chuuya: "He...is infatuated with you." atsushi: ...i kinda know that....but the way he has been going about it is.... alarming. Chuuya: "No kidding. I don't know what to do with him..." atsushi: maybe try getting him therapy? Chuuya: "...Not a bad idea. Don't know how to convince him, though." sonia: *picks up mito and pets her* mito: =w= Lucy: "Oh, you have a cat? What's their name?" Chuuya: "...Mito." mito: *mreeow* ^^ atsushi: oh right, i think i saw her the last time i was here? Lucy: "That's a cute name." *stares at Mito* Chuuya: "Yeah...She's doing well." sonia: she's got the same name as mama....but mama's in heaven now. atsushi: ...... Lucy: "...Oh." sonia: *hugging chuuya* Chuuya: "..." *pats her, hugging her back* -elsewhere- Gin: "...What am I going to do with him?" higuchi: i have no clue. naoya: same tbh. Gin: *sighs, pours another drink* "He'll be in detention all week. That is not helpful for missions." naoya: god damn, did he kill anyone? Gin: "No. He was knocked out by a meister-weapon duo." naoya: seriously? how did that happen?! Gin: "The weapon had two edges...I would not be surprised if he was distracted." higuchi: how do we get him out though...? naoya:...*lightbulb* i could pose as his aunt! Gin: "And do what?" naoya: see if i can talk them into letting him out in those guardian-teacher conferences! Gin: "Ah. That is a good idea. Please do so." -elsewhere- Mori: *sets down tea and cakes* elise: ^^ *nom* miura: ... Mori: "Miura, we should really give you something to let you eat and drink..." miura: it's fine. i dont need anything at present. Mori: "Oh, you don't know what you're missing with this cake." *takes a bite* "Just imagine the taste..." miura: -_-;;;; Mori: "Elise, it is tasty, yes?" elise: *nods* miura: -_-; Mori: "See? Now we just need to give you an intestinal track, taste buds--" miura: i think i'll pass up on your offer. Mori: *shrug* "Oh well. More cake for us, Elise!" -elsewhere- Hawthorne: "..." RHOD member: got a call from pushkin. he said he'd be arriving sometime this month. bandage butler: *pouring tea* FD: "His return will be helpful...but I do not look forward to his bear-hugs." bandage butler: i can imagine after his previous conversation with miss lewis, he will be steering clear of her. short girl: i do not look forward to him lifting me into the air like last time...if he tries that, im going to be tempted to put a bulled between his eyes. yana: jeez katya, chill. FD: *small laugh* "Will certainly be more entertaining around here..." yana: ....huh. im actually surprised there's a bunch of people working with us. for a while, i forgot about the rest of them. FD: "Simply taking care of business abroad. All part of the plan." yana: noted....whats up with the padre? he looks like he's about to collapse... FD: "He...needed to be reprimanded." Hawthorne: *shudders* yana: .....oi padre, you look like shit. Hawthorne: "...Yes." katya: <here i thought the nurse hitting him with a pipe would have given him brain damage. that's one durable priest.> Hawthorne: *stares at Katya* <Indeed.> yana: oh, look at that, he's learning. Hawthorne: *stares at FD* "I will do as you instruct...my lord." FD: *smiles* "Glad to hear." -elsewhere- Sho: "...Him..." dahlia: sir? Sho: "The one with the Adora Burst...He will be dealt with." -elsewhere- Aizawa: *covered in bandages* momo: D8 tsuyu: did something happen? Aizawa: *muffled voice* "I volunteered for medical training today. The lesson was on bandages. The students over-did it." momo: *sigh of relief* Aizawa: "I also have forms for you all to fill out for the Festival--" *tries to pick up papers--but his hands are wrapped* "..." -elsewhere- Lucy: *waves to Sonia* ^^ sonia: byebye... atsushi: ^^ Chuuya: *waves* "...You were very polite to our guests, Sonia. Good job." sonia: .... Chuuya: "...Did they seem friendly to you?" sonia: *nods* Chuuya: "...Want to go out for a walk?" sonia: *nods* Chuuya: "Okay." *pulls out a jacket Kouyou gave him* "This should fit you." sonia: *puts it on....the sleeves are a lil big, but ok* Chuuya: "..." *smiles* "You'll grow into it." sonia: *holding his hand* Chuuya: *smiles* "Maybe we can stop by a shop and pick you up some other clothes, too. You like dresses?" sonia:...*nod* Chuuya: "We'll get you a dress that you like--whatever you like." *opens the door, leading her out* -elsewhere- Lucy: "...So, how are you going to tell Dazai that Chuuya has an adorable daughter?" atsushi: welll..... 7-7;;; -gilligan cut to...- Dazai: "...WHAT?!" atsushi: yeah. ^^; Dazai: "...I need to buy a present!" -elsewhere- naoya: hello there! im ryuzaki's aunt, a pleasure to speak with you! ^^ Akutagawa: o_o; Teacher: "??? Um, hi...How may I help you?" naoya: well, we heard you've given him a week's worth detention for him acting out in class? Teacher: "Yes. It was quite a disturbance in class." naoya: ah. you see, i think he's stressed out because of the time of year. it was around this time that his mother died, my sister in case you didnt know. Teacher: "...I'm sorry." naoya: yeah. Teacher: "Still, his behavior was disruptive, and he must be held accountable--" -elsewhere- Gin: *sigh* "That's a relief." -elsewhere- sonia: *nomming on crepe, shiny eyes* Chuuya: "How is it?" sonia: this is the most delicious thing i have had today. where have these been my whole life? Chuuya: "Hee hee...Well, they're here whenever you want. I mean, during business hours. And only after you have your--" Dazai: "HUUUUUUUULLOOOOO!" sonia:...papa, who is that weird person? Chuuya: o_o; "..." -_- "No one. Just ign--" Dazai: "I'm your Uncle Dazai! Pleased to meet you, Chuuya Jr!" sonia: *glaring at dazai* Chuuya: -___-;;; "This man is just a fool, Sonia, ignore--" Dazai: " 'Sonia'? Why not something better? Like--" sonia: dont talk to me, scrub. Dazai: OWO;;; Chuuya: "..." TTWTT "So proud..." -elsewhere- Kunikida: "How did your mission go?" kenji: it went great! we even got to see one of my friends from ihatov! Kunikida: "Oh? Who was that?" nankichii: *peeeek* Q-Q; Kunikida: "??? That them? Don't just stand there--present yourself." nankichii:....nankichii niimi....im in the city....working for the salamander publishing company.... Kunikida: "Oh, you're an editor?" nankichii: i guess y-you could say that... Kunikida: "...I write." nankichii: are you a novelist? a reporter? Kunikida: "Novelist." nankichii: really? how interesting. Kunikida: "Yes. It is a noir story, with romance." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "...Well, thank you for freeing me from detention." naoya: no problem, akuta. *hair ruffle* ^^ Akutagawa: -_-# *small growl* naoya: *chuckles* Akutagawa: "...Not my fault that teacher didn't shut up." naoya: yeah, i feel you, man. Akutagawa: "And I would've won that duel if I wasn't distracted." naoya: what distracted you? Akutagawa: "..." =\\\\= "The Weretiger..." naoya: ahhh, i see. you really like him, dont you, akuta? Akutagawa: "I-I simply want to dominate him in combat--and maybe make out a bit." naoya: *nods* Akutagawa: "...You think I'm weird, don't you?" naoya: i dont think so at all. whatever floats your boat, dude. some people like girls, some like guys, some like both or more, some arent interested at all, it's no big deal. *shrug* Akutagawa: "...Folks don't want to be intimate with their enemies." -elsewhere- Mori: "How is work going without Chuuya?" kouyou: its been busy. i've already had some of my servants deliver a few things to his apartment. ^^ Mori: "...Happy to see you so devoted." ^^; kouyou: ^^....i was expecting ace to make some smart ass quip, but he is dead, so no one cares. Mori: "Ha ha ha!" kouyou: we still havent found a replacement for him yet... Mori: *shiny eyes* "Time to interview..." miura: ._.; Mori: "Do an internal search among current employees--and maybe we can interview outside--" miura: understood, sir. Mori: "Thank you, Miura." *looks around* -elsewhere- Spirit: *doing push-ups* -elsewhere- Higan: "...Not quite right." -elsewhere- Rin: *practicing with his sword* -elsewhere- louisa: *writing things down* Fitzgerald: "Miss Alcott, update." -elsewhere- Gin: "I am finished." hirotsu: good job. Gin: *bows* "Thank you. Will that be all?" -elsewhere- Kid: *stomach growls* .\\\. stocking hungry? Kid: *nods* -elsewhere- Vulcan: *checking the backyard with magnifying goggles* -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Come along, Sonia." sonia: *walking with him* Dazai: QWQ *broken inside* "...Such awful language by someone so young..." sonia: *glares at dazai* Dazai: D8> Chuuya: *pats Sonia's head* "You have a good day?" sonia:..*nod* Chuuya: "That's good. And we'll have your bed set up tomorrow." sonia: okay papa. Chuuya: ^^; "I think you'll like your own bed. And we can decorate your room. What would you like on the walls?" sonia:....*shrug* Chuuya: "Well...Maybe flowers?" sonia:...i guess... Chuuya: "...Your grandmother likes flowers." sonia: *smiles* Chuuya: "We can meet her tomorrow. Would that be good?" sonia: *nods* Chuuya: "Okay, then. We'll bring Grandma a gift, too." -elsewhere- Akitaru: "..." *sips coffee* "...Why are there linear scorch marks along the walls?" maki: hm? Akitaru: *points* "It's like someone just kept attacking the wall with, what, a laser pointer?" maki:....*stares at arthur* Arthur: *his shirt is scorched, has a flame still burning on his shoulder* "..." *he's still holding a fiery Excalibur* "...What?" -elsewhere- Shinoda: *sipping apple juice* nea: *enjoying an ice pop* hard to believe it's october already. Shinoda: "Yes...Time keeps passing quickly..." *clears his throat* "Have you considered what to do for Halloween?" -elsewhere- Todoroki: *in his pajamas, drying his hair with a towel* fuyumi: im back from work! Todoroki: "Oh. Welcome. How was work?" *pours tea* fuyumi: went well. *smiles* Todoroki: "That's good. The stew is about done." fuyumi: awesome! Todoroki: "...Sis?" fuyumi: hmm? what is it, shouto? Todoroki: "...This is a lot of food. I was thinking of...company." fuyumi: oh? one of your friends from school? Todoroki: "..." *nods* fuyumi: have anyone in mind? Todoroki: *nods* -elsewhere- Hawthorne: *seated in his room, reading* "..." child!hawthorne?: *staring at him, bleeding* ...... Hawthorne: *glances* "...What now?' child!hawthorne?:.....*just smiles, with blank, hollow eyes* Hawthorne: "!!!" *shuts his book* ???:....na...tha...niel.... Hawthorne: "?!" *looks around* -what looks like mitchell is crawling closer to him.....'she' looks up at him, pale skin, with the same blank hollow eyes- mitchell?: its.....so cold....here......i...miss you.... Hawthorne: "!!!" *tries to back up--and falls out of his chair* mitchell?: *she crawls on top of him* im so lonely nathaniel....its so cold its so cold its so cold its so cold -her voice almost sounds like its being spoken over an old radio- Hawthorne: "Get off of me! This is not how I want it!" mitchell?: dont you...love me? *stroking his cheek* Hawthorne: *shudders* "Mitchell...I'm going to s-save you...but you aren't...this isn't..." mitchell?: dont you....want me? Hawthorne: o\\\o "Mitchell...This is not how..." mitchell?: *kissing him...she's freezing* Hawthorne: *trying to push her away* "N-No! Stop!" -knocks on the door- -both the fake mitchell and the young hawthorne are gone- Hawthorne: *collapsed on the floor, shaking* katya: *leaves his food on his desk then exits* Hawthorne: Q~Q -elsewhere- Lucy: *shiver* anne: *pulls the covers up over her* Lucy: =w= "Thank you..." -morning- Kid: *happy sigh* stocking: zzzz Kid: *turns over* stocking: zzzzzzz Kid: *hug* stocking: =w= Kid: *smooch* stocking: hehe~ Kid: "Good morning, angel..." *pats her side* stocking: mmmm~ Kid: "Sleep well?" *holds her close* stocking: mmhmm....you? Kid: "Very...Guess who was in my dreams?" stocking: *smirks* elvis? Kid: *soft chuckle* if I were doing things like _that_ with elvis, that would just be all kinds of weird. -elsewhere- Dazai: *snoring* -elsewhere- Chuuya: *setting out a bowl of cereal with yogurt* sonia: zzzz Chuuya: *sets out cat food, heads to his bedroom where Sonia sleeps* "Sonia?" sonia: *yawn* Chuuya: "I got fruit and yogurt for you, and some granola." -elsewhere- Todoroki: *tossing in bed* -*screaming*- Todoroki: "Wh-What?!" -silence- {Todoroki: *shaking*} {???:...useless...} {Todoroki: *sniffles*} {???: i should have disposed of you the moment you came screaming into this world} {Todoroki: "Wh-Why...Why are you doing this?"} -alarm clock- Todoroki: *blasts an icicle spear through it* -silence- Todoroki: "..." *lets out a sigh, trying to steady his breathing and racing heart* -at school- Mineta: "--and she said, 'But that's how it's supposed to work!'" *smiles widely, waiting for the laugh at his punchline* -no one payed any attention- student: i dont get it. Mineta: D:< "I WAS TELLING YOU A HILARIOUS JOKE! I'll start over. See, it's funny because--" ochako: oh, the teacher is in! Aizawa: "Hi." *in a duck costume* ochako:....*covering her mouth, trying not to laugh* Aizawa: "...I can explain. We need volunteers to dress as mascots for the Festival. Those who are not participating in the games should volunteer. Ask your friends. Or, those of you without friends, ask your classmates." jirou: cool. Aizawa: *hands the flyers to Iida to pass out* Iida: *looks at the mascot options* "...You actually have a capybara outfit?" -elsewhere- Kepuri: *honking the horn* "GET OUT OF MY WAY!" nea: ouo; *in the passenger's seat* Kepuri: *cuts someone off* nea: HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?! D8> *legit terrified* Kepuri: "??? What? You said you wanted to get there at a good time. And this is how I always drive." nea: BY GOOD TIME I DO NOT MEAN A NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE!! Kepuri: "I told you, I drive this way all the time." *runs a red light* nea: Q_Q;; akaderu: *asleep in the back* Kepuri: "I've been doing this kind of thing for years--never got a ticket once, still got my license. Isn't that right, babe?" akaderu: *sleep nod* nea: how the hell?! i grew up into a mafia family and even _we_ drive better than this! Kepuri: "Then you haven't seen anything yet..." *drives off a platform--off the highway* -elsewhere- Mori: "Elise, just once! Please!" elise: no way. it looks so stupid! >xP make miura do it! Mori: "??? I don't think it's her size...Miura, can you shrink your body?" miura: no. -_-; elise: lame. and we cant use rainy's body because she wont react.....what did you ever even do with it, rintarou? Mori: owo; "...Buried it, of course." elise: did you really? -.- Mori: "Would I lie to you?" elise: .... -.- Mori: "Now, no one is leaving until someone in this room puts on this dress." -it ended up being mori who put it on- -elsewhere- Gin: *tosses her kunai at the wall* "Stop." ayako: OuO;;; higuchi: o.o; Gin: "Watch again. Higuchi will help me demonstrate." -elsewhere- Todoroki: *writing notes* -elsewhere- fang: uu! kurome: *showing him a picture book* Kurogiri: "D'aw..." himiko: ^^ Kurogiri: "I brought snacks..." *holds up a tray* kurome: *nom* thank you, papa ^^ Kurogiri: "You're welcome. Make sure to chew your food--and have some juice." -elsewhere- Arthur: *in angel wings* shinra:....i think boyle has finally cracked. Arthur: "I descend from Heaven. I stand here on Earth. I am your Holy Knight to protect you all." licht: ..... Hyde: "...Kick his ass, Licht." licht: *grabs hyde and throws him at arthur* Hyde: *SCREAM* Arthur: "???" *tries to swing his sword, but--* -KO- Arthur: X___X Hyde: *twitching* shinra: i'll dig another grave for arthur's dignity....again. Hyde: "Licht...Save me...I’m dying..." licht: i'll arrange your funeral then. Hyde: D:< "Avenge me!" licht: i shall bring you to heaven because *pose* i am an arch angel here to bless you. Hyde: "..." .\\\. iris: i have no idea what's going on right now. shinra: ditto. Relan: "...Evidently, Arthur's dead, and Hyde's going to get a funeral?" -elsewhere- Izuku: *doing chin-ups* -elsewhere- Todoroki: "..." *drawing in edges of paper* momo: you alright, todoroki? Todoroki: "??? Fine. Thank you. Just focusing on the competition." momo: ah. Todoroki: "...I know you are as well. Good luck." -elsewhere- Vulcan: *crushing cans* -elsewhere- Black Star: "I'm going to hit this one far!" *has a baseball bat and ball* soul: alright. *eye glint* sayaka: wa wa waaaa kilik: ^^; Black Star: *holds the bat, ready to knock the ball out of the park* soul: *TOSS* Black Star: *swings* -SHAWIIING- *crack* soul: oh... oh shit. Touma: "WHO DID THIS?!" sayaka: FUCKING BAIL! kilik: oh shit oh shit oh shit. Touma: *running* @@#^@$@T$*@&Y$!!!! Black Star: "..." soul: O-O *grabs him and runs* Touma: *catching up to Sayaka* "YOU'RE PAYING FOR THAT OUT OF YOUR ASS!!!" sayaka: *SCREEEEECH* ???: "Oh no you don't!" sayaka: ueh? Johannes: *surgeon punch* Touma: D: *knocked down * sayaka: o.o ..... Q_Q;;;; soul: are you fuckin real right now? Johannes: *wicked voice at Touma* "So...I see I have a new patient..." *removes a scalpel* "Time to operate..." *then smiles at Sayaka* "Hello, Lima Bean! Long time~" sayaka: TTuTT (thinking: just when i thought this chapter of my life was over..... W H Y ???? ) mafura: D8> Touma: *dazed* "I see the stars...Am I in outer space?" Johannes: *shiny eyes* "How have you been? You look taller. How's your health? Need a blood test? Turn and cough..." mafura: please dont die mr touma! D8> sayaka: *voice crack* been good. Touma: "God? Is that you? I see the light..." Black Star: "...Um...Maybe we should head home--" Johannes: "I'll give you a ride!" mafura: *poke poke* sayaka: aaactually my mom was gonna give us a lift! OuO;; Touma: *his mouth moves, bleeding a bit* "Nom nom..." Johannes: "Then I shall meet her and let her know how great you are!" kilik: yeah, im sure she'd love to meet the weirdo who has been harassing her daughter. soul: oh sick burn. Johannes: "I'm not harassing! I'm talking!" kilik: yeah, you're just one letter missing from that. soul: oh sick burn x2. mafura: mr touma! you're bleeding! should mafura make it better? Touma: "Yes, Miss Angel--help me..." Johannes: *somehow already behind Kilik and Soul, twin scalpels ready* "..." kilik + soul: O_O; you sure he isnt related to stein?! sayaka: not that i know! mafura: *licking the blood........her pupils dilate* Johannes: *looks up at Mafura* owo;;; mafura: *charging at them* sayaka: !!! *blocks with her sword* HOLY FUCK! kilik: ?!?! soul: the fuck is wrong with her?! Johannes: "Don't let her bite you!" sayaka: IS IT RABIES?! mafura: *snarling* Johannes: "More like a vampire!" sayaka: O_O BLACK*STAR DO SOMETHING! YOU'RE THE VAMPIRE EXPERT HERE! Black Star: "..." *walks up to Mafura* mafura: *hisses at him* kilik: O_O; Black Star: *takes Mafura by the back of her neck* mafura: *growls* Black Star: *slams her, face first--into Touma's forehead* -KO- -elsewhere- Poe: *humming* karl: *resting on his head* Poe: *looks over the pages* "..." *nods* *turns to the first page, and writes a dedication...* karl: *peek* *Dedication: "To Lana, the light that illuminates the recesses of my mind, and gives eternal warmth to my heart”* karl: ^^ Poe: "..." *looks at business card* "... ... ... I CAN'T DO THIS!!!" karl: *pap pap* Poe: "M-Maybe I should burn the manuscript. The publisher doesn't need to see this! Just destroy it--" karl: *raccoon chop* =3= *raccoon sounds* Poe: Q~Q *rubs his head* "You make a persuasive argument, Karl...I can set this aside and think about it..." karl: ^^ Poe: "...I don't even know whether she'll like it." -knocks- Poe: *tenses* "Y-Yes?" lana: hey. hope you dont mind me dropping by. ^^ Poe: owo "N-Never! Delighted to see you! How are you? Hello, Lana!" lana: ^^ doing good. hard to believe it's october already. Poe: "!!! It is?! But I haven't decorated for Halloween yet!" lana: i could help you out if you want. Poe: "...YES! I would like that." -elsewhere- Shotaro: "Welcome back!" nea: *scarred for life, foaming at the mouth* awawawawawawawawa...... Emine: "..." *stares at Kepuri* "Teach me how you did such a bad deed." Kepuri: -_-; "I didn't do a bad deed. We were test driving my new modified car--" Shinoda: D: "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!" *shakes Akaderu* akaderu: 'parently she has motion sickness. nea: awawawawawa... Shinoda: *smashes wall glass with tiny mallet, revealing a small refrigerator with frozen ice cream inside* "Eat! You must recuperate!" Kepuri: ("I bet he won't even thank me for installing the 'Emergency Cold Stuff' wall unit...") nea: *nom* TTuTT Shinoda: "It's okay. You're safe now..." Kepuri: *looks at Akaderu* "What's with people not able to handle a quick drive?" akaderu:....*shrug* -elsewhere- Jacqueline: .\\\. -elsewhere- Chuuya: "...Can you recommend a school for Sonia?" secretary: a school, sir? hmmm. depends on what you're looking for in terms of her education. Chuuya: "Private. Best in the area. Good security." secretary: let me just take a look then, sir. Chuuya: "Thank you." Mori: *calling out from his office* "I think it looks wonderful!" secretary: -_-; Chuuya: "What the--" *Mori comes out in the dress* miura: -_-; elise: *laughing* secretary:............ mafioso:...consider this my week's notice. Mori: "See? Elise likes it?" Chuuya: o_o; "..." -_- *pulls out a flask* naoya:.....im not sure if this is the best or worst thing i have ever seen... Akutagawa: "..." *bringing Rashomon to his own eyes* rashomon: *blindfold mode* hirotsu:.....*takes a long drag* to each their own, i suppose. mafioso 2: aaaand posted! Mori: owo;;; "...'Posted'?" mafioso 2: ..... >3>;;; -underground- yana: oh. my. fucking. god. FD: "???" katya: ......no comment. RHOD member: it does make him look pretty, got to give him that. FD: "...I can think of others who would look better in it." -elsewhere- Dazai: "..." *loud laughing* mii:......*cat snerk* Dazai: "Gonna forward this to Ango..." kenji: he looks really pretty ^^ Kyoka: "...I can't unsee it..." atsushi:........ odasaku:....yeeeah im not touchin that one. Kunikida: "We're not paying you all to stare at crossdressing photos. Back to work." fukuzawa:........ -____-; not even a lifetime of sake will get me to unsee that. Dazai: "Don't know unless you try, Boss!" -elsewhere- ango:......*glasses crack* DAMMIT! Taneda: "???" ango: *exits out* nothing sir. -elsewhere- Relan: "...I wore it better." shinra: so true. Relan: "Speaking of..." shinra: hmm?... o///o oh. Relan: "I can...try it on..." -elsewhere- Touma: *waking up* "Wh-What...?" medic: feeling better? Touma: "...Fine. Where is Mafura?" mafura: *in the bed next to him, asleep* Touma: "...When will she awaken?" medic: she's resting for right now...we had to apply some sedatives to her... Touma: "Get her to recover. When she does, we'll have a mission..." medic: understood, sir. will you be bringing tsurugi along as well? Touma: "Yes." -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: =w= *kicks slightly* kirei: he seems happy. Tsukiyo: "Yeah...Any idea why?" kirei: he's probably dreaming about something... {tsubaki: *pet pet* ^^} {Mr. Tsubaki: ^W^ "Am...I good?"} {tsubaki: *nods and hugs*} {Mr. Tsubaki: o\\\o "...That means so much to me..."} {tsubaki: *leans in for a kiss*} {Mr. Tsubaki: o\\w\\o *closes his eyes, leans in...*} -elsewhere- Black Star: *putting ice on his arm* tsubaki: you could have died!! D8 Black Star: "Well, I didn't." ^^; tsubaki: *sigh* honestly... Black Star: "...Hey, it got solved. At least Sayaka didn't get hurt..." tsubaki: well, then again, sayaka is able to heal. right now im more concerned about you! Black Star: "...Thanks. I'll...recover." -elsewhere- Johannes: =w= metsu: you seem in a good mood today, doctor. Johannes: "Ran into someone after a long time~" metsu: oh? Johannes: "That sweet little Lima Bean..." *sigh* metsu:...*dials phone* yes, i would like to report a pervert. Johannes: D: "Why does everyone say that?!" -elsewhere- Aizawa: "Another drink?" namiko:...*nod* Aizawa: *pours* "...Rough, huh?" namiko: yes.....the ropes didnt work.... Aizawa: "You can't go on like that..." namiko: TT-TT -elsewhere- Patty: "Hello, Mrs. Stocking's Mother!" felisia: hello patti. what brings you here? ^^ Patty: "...Can we talk in private?" felisia: ah. what's on your mind? Patty: "...What's it like being pregnant?" felisia: well, other than being sick in the mornings....it's...it's pretty scary...you have a small life growing inside you, and you want to keep it safe... Patty: "...I...never knew what that was like with Big Sis's pregnancy..." felisia: *small shock*......oh... Patty: "...!!! Shit! I shouldn't have said that! D-Don't tell Sis..." felisia: ... ^^ i wont say anything. Patty: "...It's just not something I can ask Liz about when...you know." felisia:....*pats her head*... Patty: -w- "Th-Thanks..." *sniff* felisia: ...... Patty: "I don't know how you all do it...I can't imagine it..." felisia: .... Patty: "A-Are you scared?" felisia:...hard not to be. one of those things that comes with being a parent, i suppose.... *remembering how angry stocking had been with her* .... Patty: "Is it weird having a child pop out of you?" felisia:....it can be painful. yes. and dont forget all the screaming. Patty: o______o "...Yours, or the baby's?" felisia:........................................yes. Patty: o_o; "...I think I'm going to be practicing safe sex for a bit." felisia:....good call. -elsewhere- Rin: "...Have I improved?" shura: sure have. Rin: "...Then why don't I feel it?" kyouko: takes practice i guess. Rin: "I guess...Then I guess I'm still practicing..." -elsewhere- Bakugo: "Don't think I'm going to go soft in the Festival." eijiro: *holding up punching bag* Bakugo: *one punch after another...* eijiro: keep up the great work! Bakugo: *pulls back his fist* "I'LL SHOW YOU WHO IS THE HERO OF THIS CLASS!" *powerful blast* eijiro: *KNOCKED BACK BUT STANDING GROUND* that was.....WICKED SWEET! Bakugo: *panting* "...Still not enough for the Festival...Take five." -elsewhere- Shinoda: "Any better?" nea: =n= *nod* Shinoda: "..." *rubs her back* nea:..... Shinoda: "You're safe now." nea:.....*sniff* i missed you, dummy. Shinoda: "..." *hug* "I missed you, too." -elsewhere- Kid: *stretches* stocking: *hug* *smooooch* Kid: "!!! Hee hee...Jump scare?" stocking: maybe.... i love you so much~<3 Kid: ^\\\^ "I love you, too." *smooch* -elsewhere- Izuku: *swimming laps* mina: *timing him* Izuku: ("The water will give resistance...build up arm and leg muscle...regulate my breath...") *taps the wall, swings around--and pushes his feet off to swim back* -elsewhere- Yohei: *with a picture book* "And so, the inventor put together the pieces, until she made a new toy..." toru: *watching* uu! Yohei: "Hee hee...It's a funny toy, right?" *the picture book has a drawing of a teddy bear, with some soft cloth attached to touch and feel what the bear feels like* "Want to pet the teddy bear, Toru?" toru: *pat pat* ^o^ Yohei: "Soft teddy bear, right?" *there's a button on a toy robot* "What do you think the button does, Toru?" -elsewhere- Konro: *cutting up vegetables* -elsewhere- Chuuya: *in overalls, covered in paint* "I think that's about it..." naoya: nice job. she's gonna love this. Chuuya: *small smile* "I hope so...Thanks for helping." naoya: no probs. ^^ Chuuya: "How have things been at work?" naoya: same stuff as usual, i guess. Chuuya: "Akutagawa behaving?" naoya: define 'behaving'? Chuuya: "Has he compromised the Mafia in any way that required bribing, drugging, or killing witnesses or authorities?" naoya: in short, he hasnt murdered anyone outside of required targets, no. Chuuya: "Well, that's progress..." naoya: i guess... *sigh* the kid's been put through a lot in his life... Chuuya: "..." *nods* "When you are on the street...and then how Dazai treated him..." naoya: .....i never did like that stuck up little shit. his additude seriously pissed me off, acting all high and mighty just cause he is the 'youngest mafia executive in history'. tch-, more like a spoiled brat, if you ask me... Chuuya: "No kidding. You know, there _are_ other executives with accomplishments, Dazai--glory-hog." naoya: yeah, even ace-hole had something going for him, even though he was a BITCH! haha! Chuuya: "Don't let Mori hear you--he likes to think his choices of executives have been excellent." naoya: hey, i wont say anything if you wont. but in all seriousness, acehole can fuck right off. Chuuya: "He certainly failed to have any good will among his subordinates. That is no way to run an operation." naoya: gotta give those rats _some_ credit, they managed to knock him off his high horse....and off the mortal coil. Chuuya: "...Yes." naoya:...just what do those rats want? ....you think this might be another situation like what happened with mimic? Chuuya: "I don't know...Mimic seemed rather focused on one thing. These Rats...just seem to want to rip apart." naoya: ....shit. you got any booze on ya? thinking about all this is just...i dont even know, man. Chuuya: *hands her a flask* naoya: thanks. *takes a long sip* ah, fuck that's good. Chuuya: "You've had your practice with alcohol." naoya: yeah...cant believe its been like, what, 8 years since i joined the mafia? Chuuya: "Any regrets?" naoya: .....about as many as most people, i guess. but no turning back for me now. Chuuya: "..." *sighs* naoya: ......hard to believe you're a dad now. Chuuya: "...I am." naoya:....that kid's going to be depending on you...trusting you....you better not break that trust. *her expression is serious* Chuuya: "I-I won't! I swear." naoya: .....good. *smiles* so, you gonna be in the sports festival? Chuuya: *sighs* "Don't see how I can avoid it." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "..." mafioso: what a day... Akutagawa: "What? Exhausted already?" mafioso: just been a long mission....got something on your mind, akutagawa? Akutagawa: "...No one takes me seriously." mafioso: sir? Akutagawa: "I'm now playing a student, getting detention...Cannot get Dazai to take me seriously, the Tiger..." mafioso:...that's rough, buddy. Akutagawa: "I can't even get drunk..." mafioso: but hey, how about next year, we take out out someplace nice? Akutagawa: "...Fine." mafioso: awesome! Akutagawa: "...Maybe I'll go out for a walk." mafioso: be careful out there, man. Akutagawa: "I am. Always." -elsewhere- Sakuya: *points at a window* "How about going there?" naho: hmm? ooh! that looks nice! Sakuya: *opens the door* After you~" naho: thanks sakkun ^^ Sakuya: "Any time...Should be able to get a table--" Host: *looks at Naho* "May I help you?" naho: table for two, please~! ^^ Host: "I have the perfect spot. Right this way..." *leads them up the stairs...* naho: ^^ woah! *The table is already set--with one of Naho's favorite appetizers...* naho: *shiny eyes* *drooling* Sakuya: ^^ *pull out a chair for her* -elsewhere- Benimaru: "Ready?" fang-hua: *nods* Tsukiyo: "Yep!" Benimaru: "Proceed." fang-hua: *charging forwards* Tsukiyo: *war cry* -elsewhere- Gin:"...No." Tachihara: “AW COME ON! it’s one favor I’m asking here!” hirotsu: ?? Tachihara: "Just once! And I'll never ask for anything ever again!" mafioso: i doubt that! Tachihara: "SHUT UP, KEVIN--YOUR BREATH SMELLS LIKE DOG FOOD!" mafioso: -_- *mutters* play the bean boozled challenge once, and ya never hear the end of it... Tachihara: *on his knees* "Please, Gin! Just once!" Gin: "..." *looks at Hirotsu* "What should I require he give up in exchange?" hirotsu: given there is a formal event coming up. actually wear a suit this time, and not that trashy suit t-shirt. what is he asking for _this_ time? Gin: "Retrieve the number of some girl he is stalking--" hirotsu: *facepalm* of course. Tachihara: "IT'S NOT STALKING! She works at the cafe--" Gin: *holds up a hand* "Put on the fancy suit, you'll get it." hirotsu: if you're that desperate, why not talk to her yourself? Tachihara: TT_TT "The guy ahead of me in line asked for her number--and got thrown out the window." mafioso: yikes. Gin: "I can promise that will not happen to me." -elsewhere- Kyoka: "You seem pleased." atsushi: i guess i am. Kyoka: "Any particular reason?" -elsewhere- Kunikida: *grunt* -elsewhere- Kouji: owo *petting puppy* dog: ^u^ Kouji: ^W^ *LOUD SCREAMING* Kouji: QWQ; *turns around* jirou: what the-? Bakugo: "GET BACK HERE, YOU CRIMINAL, SO I CAN BLOW YOU UP!" -elsewhere- Izuku: "Thank you for the meal, Mom!" -elsewhere- Todoroki: *sends an icicle through a target* "...Suppose that's good enough." -soon, the opening ceremonies would begin- lord death: HOW'S IT GOING EVERYBODY! -audience cheering- Hiro: *his view is blocked* ._. "...Is something happening?" lord death: thank you all for coming to this years sports festival! and for those of you watching from wherever you're viewing this, be it at home, or on the go, thanks for tuning in! EF: ah! i got a livestream up on my phone, here. Hiro: "Oh, great! Thanks." -elsewhere at the festival- Ann: "Man, security here is a pain--at this rate, we'll never get inside for interviews!" camera man: well, considering all the incidents... -inside- itsuka: hey! katsuki! best of luck out there, ok? Bakugo: .\\\\. "I-I don't need luck...I'm just going to blast my way to the top with my own skill!...Th-Thanks." itsuka: glad to hear. because i wont hold back either! *shiny eyes* *determined* Bakugo: "?!!!" *smirk* "Oh, yeah? WELL YOU BETTER NOT HOLD BACK! I'm here to do the best against the best!" itsuka: ^^ Mineta: *pacing* "Don't be nervous don't be nervous...Just do what you should do when you're scared: imagine the audience naked!" *pause* "...THAT ISN'T HELPING!" ochako: IM HELLA PUMPED! eijiro: YEEEEEAH! Iida: "Okay, everyone! Get your game faces on!" Izuku: *nervous smile* Todoroki: "...Midoriya." Izuku: "??? Y-Yes, Todoroki--" Todoroki: "I know you are being groomed by All Might. I know your skill. But don't think for a second that will be enough. Out there, we are competitors. And I will win this Festival." Izuku: ._. Bakugo: "?!!!" mina: woah, he's seriously getting into it o.o;; Izuku: *clenches his fist, shakes slightly* "Todoroki...I respect your powers...but don't think I'm going to back down either. All of us are fighting for something out there. And I have a reason, too--I am will do my best to win!" momo: besides, today is only the opening ceremonies. Todoroki and Izuku: .\\\. "...Oh. Right." Bakugo: "Tch. Noobs." -in the other training room- yuuji: ..... hitoshi:......good luck. yuuji: *nods* yeah.... -in another training room- atsushi: seems the hero classes and ALT classes have different uniforms. im kinda nervous. Chuuya: "Because it makes you a target for the heroes to knock you out of the competition first?" atsushi: yikes. ._.; kyouka, are they always this hostile? Kyouka: "Pretty much." Akutagawa: "Tiger..." atsushi: *SHRILL SCREECH* heeeeeyyyyyy ak-er-'araragi!' ^^;;;; Akutagawa: "...I just want you to know that, just as everyone else is fighting for someone out there, I too am fighting for someone: you." atsushi: owo;;;;; um....w-wha-what about dazai? OwO;;;; Akutagawa: "When I kill you, I will have impressed Dazai." Chuuya: -_- atsushi: ah...huh...eh...hueh??? ????? Akutagawa: "By killing you, I will surprise Dazai. And when you are dead, then you will be mine, now and forever." Chuuya: "Missing about 12 steps there..." atsushi: ........yeeeeeaaaaahhh im just going to back far away from you now. *backing up from him* Akutagawa: "...What did I say?" Chuuya: "Dude, just...Dude." Kyoka: *follows Atsushi* pony: jeez, even monoma aint dat creepy! Akutagawa: "...You take that back..." pony: OwO;;; Monoma: O_O;; ibara: it's time to begin now. we should start heading out. Chuuya: ("...Sonia...Watch me out there...") -elsewhere- twice: *watching the games on tv*.....!!! YOOOOOOO DUDES! CHECK THIS OUT! LOOK WHO'S WITH THE UA GENERAL DEPARTMENT! *points to yuuji* Kurogiri: "!!!" himiko: HE....looks familiar. yuuji:....*scratching the back of his head, awkwardly on the tv* Aizawa: *whispering* "Don't look so nervous. Talk." yuuji: uhhh.....lets get this shit done? *forced smile* hitoshi:.... girl: *facepalm* how lovely. midnight: ^^; well, anyways, onto the support classes! Aizawa: "...Points for effort, Yuuji." mei: hey everyone! mei hatsume here! lets give it our all!! Izuku: *polite applause* midnight: and for the heroes courses, we have katsuki bakugou! mitsuki bakugou: GIVE EM HELL SON! Izuku: ._.; "...Wh-Why is it Kacchan--" Bakugo: "..." *marches up to the stage* *clears his throat* itsuka: ... Bakugo: "Don't fool yourselves: I'm taking first." Izuku: D8 itsuka: *sweatdrop* bold. girl: D8< Student: "Cocky asshole!" Iida: "Why are you sapping the dignity from these ceremonies?!" *waving his arms* Student #2: "Dirty bastard!" Bakugo: "You're just stepping stones to me reaching the top." momo: *facepalm* Todoroki: *sighs* tetsutetsu: YOU WANNA GO YOU LIL SHIT?! Student #3: "Over-confident jerk!" Izuku: ("No...He's not smiling. He's pushing himself, insisting he won't lose...") -_-;; ("But he's still royally screwing us over with his arrogance.") midnight: ^^; well, those sure are some *ahem* colorful comments from your peers, bakugou. Bakugo: "Yeah, you're welcome." -elsewhere- atsushi: OwO;;;;; *nervous* Kyoka: "Breathe. Calm down." atsushi: *inhales* ok. im good. midnight: ok, up next we have ryuzaki araragi! Akutagawa: "..." *uses Rashomon to lift him up to the stage* "..." atsushi: O_O;;;; (thinking: NOOOOOOO) Akutagawa: *clears his throat--and stares at Atsushi* "Don't die out there. You better survive this when I face you in combat." Student #4: "...That's a weird way to talk to the entire crowd." atsushi: ._.;;;;;;; odasaku: ...my words fail me. Kyoka: "...What a fool." Akutagawa: "..." *moves closer to the microphone* "Go team." atsushi: *glances at chuuya* Chuuya: -_-;;;; "Idiot." -elsewhere- naoya: oh my god. Gin: -_____- higuchi: this is going to be a long festival. naoya: you have no idea. Gin: "I'll get the booze." -elsewhere- Master: "I'm behind on these orders. Have the other waiters and waitresses arrived?" liz: im here! miranda: present. Patty: "Yo, boss!" Master: "Glad to see you. Please change into uniforms--and try to push the Sports Festival-themed items on the menu. We'll have more TVs being set up--" -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: "Who do you think has the best shot at winning?" -elsewhere- Yohei: *collapses on the couch* chie: long day babe? *kiss on the forehead* Yohei: *nods* "My boss and Kepuri's boss had us working to the last minute on security and audio-visual for the Festival's stadium..." chie: ah. toru: uu! Yohei: *weak smile* "Hey, buddy." *pats Toru's head* toru: ^o^ io: anko yohi! anko yohi! saki: ^^ Yohei: *sighs, sits up with a smile* "Io! How was your day?" io: guu! chie: that's good to hear ^^ Yohei: "You been keeping an eye on your younger cousin's safety, Io?" io: yuppie! Yohei: "Good work!" ^^ -elsewhere- yana: *looking around* ???: "Ah, aren't you going to share your snack?" yana: nyeh? *looks back at who is talking to her* Meme: *waves* yana: oh, you're one of...anya's friends, right? mio: *nods, nomming on cotton candy* Meme: "Meme, yes!" yana: ah. cool. you in the games or no? Meme: "Yep! Just got turned around getting to the participants' entrance..." ^^; mio: it's this way, meme. Meme: "Oh, cool! Later, Yana!" yana: yeah, see ya round... *Present Mic can be heard in a nearby room, broadcasting* yana: *looking around at the stands* *There are boxed seats with teachers in them...* -elsewhere- Relan: Q~Q iris: it's ok relan. im sure you'll be able to take part in the festival next year ^^ Relan: "I'm just not that good..." iris: there's always time to improve ^^ Relan: *nods* "I wish there was something I could do now..." -elsewhere- Mori: "Any update on our missing person?" miura: keek still hasnt replied....i have some concerns about this. Mori: "No leads?" -elsewhere- sonia: *drawing* Gin: "Do you have enough crayons?" sonia: *nods* hirotsu:...and these people are? sonia: they're from underground... Gin: *points* "Who is that one?" sonia: that one's mr priest....he's frowning because he was always in a bad mood...he always had booboos on him too. Gin: "Do you know how he got those booboos?" sonia: ....i dunno. Gin: "I see..." *points to another drawing* "And that one?" sonia: that's zoey. my fake mama. she said she was my mommy when i came out of the tube....but i found out she was lying in my dreams....that's where i meet my real mama. Gin: "...'Tube'?" higuchi: she must mean the incubator we found in there. sonia: that thing. higuchi:....i see. sonia: she really likes mr fyodor a lot, and she always agrees with him because she always screams 'yes yes'. higuchi:....is....that...right? ^^;;; Gin: -_-; "Sonia, were there other people down there?" sonia: *showing a picture of several people, including a large man, a small yet angry looking girl, a girl with a flower hairclip, a man with bandages on his head, a girl in glasses...and a sad girl with the name 'keek' written above her head* Gin: " 'Keek'?" sonia *nods* she cries a lot. higuchi:..... *her stomach drops* hey sonia, mind if we make a photo copy of this real quick? sonia:...ok. Gin: "Thank you, Sonia." *soft smile* -elsewhere- FD: "I said to work faster." *holding remote, his finger over the button...* keek: I AM! DX> FD: "Only by about a half second. Maybe you need encouragement...How long does it take to code this?" -elsewhere- Todoroki: *looking at the audience* fuyumi: *waving* ochako: seems the games themselves officially start tomorrow! im so hyped! Todoroki: "Hmm. The sooner, the better." ochako: ....about what happened in the locker room. you seem really into it... Todoroki: *hard look* "Because I am here to compete. This is not some team sport." ochako: ... Todoroki: "...So, that is my goal. Otherwise, I will not rise to be a hero." -elsewhere- Bakugo: *looking at social media* "..." *angry face* eijiro: how is it? Bakugo: "THEY'RE ALL CALLING ME A JERK?! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT SHIT?!" -elsewhere- Lucy: "Eat well for the competition!" atsushi: *nods* Kyoka: *hold up empty bowl* "Then give me more." Lucy: -_-;;;; *hands her another plate of tofu* "I hope you're paying for this, Tiger." -later- sonia: .....*staring at the door, with mito on her head* *The door opens* Chuuya: *pokes his head in* "???' sonia: *hug* Chuuya: "!!! ..." *smiles, hugs her* "I'm back." sonia: =///= mito: *mreow* ^^ Chuuya: "...You okay? Hungry?" sonia: *nods* -her drawing is up on the fridge- Chuuya: "??? Sonia, you drew that?" sonia: *nods* i was behaved for aunt gin and aunt higuchi. Chuuya: *pats her head* "That's very good. Did they leave a note?" sonia: on the counter. Chuuya: *picks up the note, seeing Higuchi's handwriting* note: 'good luck in the games!' Chuuya: *smiles* "That was nice of her..." *looks at the drawing* -it was the same drawing from earlier. as well as doodles of 'the demon'.....and 'mama' and 'papa'...- Chuuya: *stares at 'the Demon'* "...Sonia?" sonia: ?? Chuuya: "..." *smiles, hugs her* sonia:.... *hug* i love you, papa... Chuuya: "I love you too, Sonia..." -elsewhere- Mori: ("That child...") -...- (Mori: *tossing a condom* "Won't be needing that...") {rain: .......*whimpering*} {Mori: "Now why would you bring a thing like that...?" *unbuckling his pants*} {rain:....*she just stares at him with a dead expression....much like the one his mother had always given him as a child*} {Mori: "...Stop that..."} {rain:.....} {Mori: *slaps her* "I said stop!"} {rain: *winces.....tears falling*} {Mori: "There...That's better..." *has lowered his pants and boxers* "We can continue."} -knocks- Mori: "!!! ...Who is it?" miura: just me, sir. Mori: "...Enter." miura: *opening the door* seems the fax we received from higuchi revealed some members of the rats. Mori: "Let me see it." miura: *hands him a photo copy of sonia's drawing.* Mori: "...A child's drawing. Really? Or did someone hand Tachihara a set of crayons?" miura: apperantly it was drawn by the child that the black lizard found. and considering she had been with the rats prior.... Mori: "...'Keek'?" miura: it appears the rats have our hacker as a hostage... Mori: "...Given what she knows, that could destroy this organization..." miura: what shall we do, then? Mori: "Retrieve her. Alive...or dead." miura:....very well. but we dont know her location, which is a problem. Mori: "Don't we geo-tag these people?" miura: ... Mori: "I will take that as a no. *sigh* Any leads on the Rats' den?" -elsewhere- FD: "--and that is how I remove chips from people's skin." keek: D8> FD: "And I think it would be good practice for you to put chips into some test subjects..." keek:.... Q~Q FD: "Who wants to volunteer first? Bill? Rebecca? Jane, you look the kind of person who wants a chip shoved under her skin." jane: *a hostage miner* why are you doing this? FD: "Research. And I like to know where my possessions are." -elsewhere- Izuku: *shuffling his feet* tsuyu: you nervous? Izuku: "Y-Yes? I mean, I have some difficulty discerning whether it is nervousness or still being energized after post-workout cooling down--" -elsewhere- stocking: *petting kid's head* feeling better? Kid: *small shiver, but nods* stocking: ....*hugs* im right here kid, and im not going anywhere, ok? Kid: "I know...I'm just...anxious..." stocking: *hums and rubs his back* Kid: *soft breathing* -elsewhere- lana: *walking home, exhausted after a long day* *Poe's house appears in her peripheral vision* lana: *relieved sigh* thank fuckin god... *rings the doorbell* Ghost Butler: "Oh, hello, Miss." lana: *collapses onto the floor, asleep* ghost maid:...i'll call her father. Poe: "Who is it at the door--!!! ..." ("She looks exhausted.") lana: zzzzzz..... Poe: "I'll bring her to the guest room." -later- lana: *sleeping peacefully* =w= Poe: *seated in a chair* "..." ("So angelic...") karl: *plops onto the bed and small cheek lick* lana: *giggles* e-edgar, that tickles... Poe: D8 *tries to stand up to pick up Karl* lana: *hugging poe's arm* =///w///= Poe: .\\\\.*steam coming off his head* -elsewhere- Vulcan: "Yep. You got it, Maki." maki: awesome! ^^ shinra: we're back! Relan: *small wave* Vulcan: "Hey. How were the festivities?" shinra: opening ceremonies were pretty interesting. tamaki: ._.;;;; *nervous* Vulcan: "??? Hey, Tamaki? What's up?" tamaki: just worried that something dumb is gonna happen to me. shinra:....well arent you just a big ol bag of sunshine. tamaki: shush you. Arthur: "Relax. All we need is to find you a four-leaf clover." Relan: "...Only one?" shinra: *snerk* good one, rel. -elsewhere- Aizawa: "Adequate job out there." midnight: thanks~!.....you alright? you sound different. allergies? Aizawa: "No, just haven't been the same since I was a smear on the floor at USJ." midnight: yikes. Aizawa: "So, how many students you think will make it through Round 1?" -elsewhere- Benimaru: *turns off radio* "Some festivities..." -elsewhere- twice: CAN YOU FUCKIN BELIEVE THIS BULL MALARKEE?! MUTHAFUCKIN YUUJI BIOENI TAKING PART IN THE FUCKIN SPORTS FESTIVAL! UN-FUCKIN-BELIEVABLE! kurome: uh oh, uncle twice said a no-no word. Kurogiri: *low growl* twice: OwO;;; Kurogiri: "You better apologize..." twice: sorry kiddo. ^^;;;;;;; Kurogiri: "Good..." *growl* -elsewhere- tsurugi: aww, the sports festival looks like so much fun. mafura: *staaares at the screen* Touma: "...Mafura, not so close." mafura: *backs up* Touma: "That's better. Can't have you affect your eyes." tsurugi: mr touma~ can we do something like that someday? Touma: "If you train hard enough to beat the person who fires explosives out of his hands." tsurugi: YAAAAY! 8D mafura: \(^o^)/ Touma: "..." ("They're going to die so badly...") -elsewhere- Yohei: "Zzz..." chie: *reading a bedtime story to toru* toru: o.o Yohei: *small snore, before he sits up* "..." chie: tired? toru: bapu! Yohei: *nods* "Sorry...I'll be better this weekend..." *yawns* chie: *smiles and kisses his forehead* Yohei: =\\= chie: ^^ toru: uu! Yohei: *hugs Toru* -elsewhere- Gin: "That drawing..." higuchi: yeah....if they really do have keek... Gin: "...Mori's orders, too...It's a lot to process." higuchi: i never really knew her all that much. from what i gather, she often kept to herself in her own home due to having difficulty dealing with other people. Gin: "And if one of us had paid attention to her...maybe she would not have been captured." higuchi:....*punches wall* dammit! Gin: "!!! Ichiyou..." higuchi: ....*looks at her fist....it's bleeding a bit*.... Gin: "...Let's bandage it...It's going to be fine." higuchi: good call. but i've gotten used to the pain over the years... Gin: "..." *shudders...then hugs her* higuchi: !!.....*hug* Gin: "You can't let yourself get hurt all the time..." *pats her back* higuchi: yeah, but i guess it comes with the job. Gin: *pulls back* "The job is not everything. There are people involved. There is also you." higuchi:...right. Gin: *examines Higuchi's hand, begins bandaging it* "...I'm sorry what Ryu has done..." higuchi: *nods* it sucks, but i know you two have been put through a lot in your life.... Gin: "Yes...The price for survival is high..." *finishes bandaging* "Everyone has their burdens to bear." -elsewhere- Gopher: "..." *holds a tray of cookies* kirika: *nom* Gopher: .w. kirika: thanks. Gopher: owo "You're welcome!" -elsewhere- Dazai: "That should do it..." naomi: hmm? Dazai: *points to a map* "I have been tracking various locations..." naomi: for what? Dazai: *points to one spot* "This where I would be hiding if I was avoiding the Mafia and authorities." *points to another color pin* "This is where people were already searching." *points to a red pin* "And this spot is where I can try jumping to my death." naomi: ._.; oh. um.... Kunikida: *CHOP* "Stop scaring children like that." kenji: good luck, dazai! ^^ Dazai: "Thank you!" *his head is bleeding from the chop* "And now, I depart to find more locations to sniff out these rats!" *leaps out the window* kirako: ah- yosano: !!...oh, seems the law firm is getting new couches. Dazai: *calling up* "This one is comfy!" -elsewhere- Poe: "Zzz..." lana: zzzz karl: =w= Poe: *shifts slightly* lana: =////= Poe: *yawns, opens his eyes* lana: zzzz..... Poe: o\\\\O *brain breaks* lana: *nuzzle* Poe: *opens his mouth--and no voice comes out* lana: *she seems content* Poe: "..." ("She looks so calm...") *doesn't move, just lets her rest...* lana: *sleep talking* love you, edgar. Poe: o\\\w\\\o "I love you, too..." -early morning- Kid: "Zzz..." stocking:......*neck kiss* Kid: *small moan, as he opens his eyes* .\\\. stocking: still tired~? Kid: .\\\. *shakes his head 'no'* "Y-You?" stocking: nope~ *smirks as she goes under the covers* Kid: owo;; "O-O-O-Okay..." *lays back* stocking: *smirking.....soft sucking on the tip* Kid: *soft moan* "Ah~..." stocking: like your wake up call, hun~? Kid: "V-Very...Feels great..." *his fingers rest along her head* stocking: that's good~ *sucking* Kid: *small pants* "So-So good...I-I've wanted th-this..." -elsewhere- kirako: good luck in the games today, atsushi and kyouka! atsushi: OKAY! OwO;; Kyoka: "Thank you. We will bring honor to the Agency and massacre our enemies." Dazai: owo;;;; ("...At least she'll keep Akutagawa in his place...") -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Be sure to watch..." *pat pat* sonia: *nods* Chuuya: "And be good for Granny and your aunts." sonia: okay. Chuuya: *hug* "I'll be home tonight. I love you." sonia: love you too, papa. mito: *mew* ^^ Chuuya: *smiles, pets Mito* "And take care of Mito too, okay?" sonia: okay. ^^ Chuuya: *smiles, as he exits...* rain?: do your best out there. Chuuya: "?!" *looks around* -nothing there...- Chuuya: "..." *small smile, as he goes down the stairs* -elsewhere- Gin: "Better?" higuchi: *nods* Gin: "That's good. Ready to begin?" -elsewhere- Aizawa: "Okay. Line up." -alt students lined up- atsushi: *nervous* OwO; Akutagawa: "Good luck." atsushi: you too! (thinking: atsushi. just...just shut up.) =u=;; Akutagawa: "This will end, one way or another..." atsushi: noted. *screaming on the inside* odasaku: look alive kid. atsushi: YESSIR! Aizawa: "..." *points at Atsushi* "See? That's the fired up spirit you need out there." Akutagawa: *now glaring at Atsushi* atsushi: OwO .... QwQ;;; odasaku: 7-7;;;; sorry, i know, i kinda suck at this whole 'guardian angel' thing. Aizawa: "Let's see what will be your first round of competition..." tsugumi: *determined* Meme: *cracking her knuckles* mio: *yaaawn* ao: ... sayaka: *hyped* madoka: *looking to the audience* hitomi: *waves* Rin: *two thumbs up* owo madoka: ^^ Aizawa: "Then let's see what your first round is..." *pulls a lever next to the podium, causing the TV sets around the stadium to cycle through various options...* *Screen flashes "MARATHON"* Aizawa: "Get on your running shoes. This is about endurance--and dodging your competitors..." atsushi: (thinking: maybe this wont be so bad) Aizawa: "And you have to make sure your peers don't try to pull you down with them...or throw you back." Akutagawa: *Rashomon is quivering* kirika: *cracks knuckles and smirks* Kyoka: "..." Anya: *re-ties her shoelaces* tsugumi: ... Anya: "...Do your best, Tsugumi." tsugumi: we will. Anya: *small smile, nods* Aizawa: "On your marks..." atsushi: *breaths* Aizawa: "Get set..." kirika: *smirks* Aizawa: *hits the button, as a loud buzzer goes off* "GO!" atsushi: *starts running* kirika: *dashes right past him* atsushi: O-O; announcer: and kirika kure is already making a headway with speed manipulation! it truly is a free-for-all! Kyoka: *far in the back* Chuuya: *picking up speed--* Akutagawa: *--but he passes Chuuya* shinra: *FLAME ON* WOO HOO! tamaki: *picks kyouka up and makes a dash for it* atsushi: *tiger arms and legs and running forwards* Kyoka: "???" Akutagawa: "..." *Rashomon appears behind him* tamaki: how you holding up, kiddo? announcer: and it seems tamaki kotatsu is giving a helping hand to kyouka izumi. talk about a team player! Kyoka: "Fine. Why are you lifting me?" tamaki: you looked like you could use some help. *smiles* Kyoka: "...Thank you, ma'am." *small smile* Chuuya: *starting up his gravity abilities* -elsewhere- louisa: *watching the screen.* ... Fitzgerald: *sips* "Quite a game. Did we place our bets?" louisa: i dont think you place bets in the sports festival. ._.; mary: loser buys lunch! bram: -_-; Fitzgerald: "Hmm...I think I'll bet on the tiny girl held by the taller cat girl." louisa: *sweatdrop* mary: what about the redhaired girl with the big monster? louisa: HUH?!?! *looks* !!! Fitzgerald: owo "Oh my goodness..." mary: oooh. whos that, mr fitz? Fitzgerald: "...A former employee." -on the track- Chuuya: o___O "IT'S A JUGGERNAUT!" takeru: *SCREAMING AS THE MISSLES SEND HIM ....forwards?* announcer: AND TAKERU 'JUGGERNAUT' NOTO IS USING THE RECOIL OF HIS ABILITY TO SEND HIMSELF AHEAD! Lucy: o_o; "...I thought _you_ would be the juggernaut here, Anne..." *ducks* Chuuya: "No no nO NO NO NO--" anne: ^o^ *Chuuya is knocked down by Takeru before he can dodge* Dazai: "Huh. Chuuya's such a tiny target I thought he wouldn't get hit..." atsushi: oh shi- Akutagawa: "..." *puts up a Rashomon shield* -nice catch!- Chuuya: *knocked across the marathon--into a barrier* x_x announcer: oh! and chuuya ozaki is knocked right into a barrier! that's gotta hurt! kouyou: CHUUYA KICK THEIR SORRY ASSES!! rain?: dont give up now! Chuuya: *snaps awake* "Rain?" *looks around--and sees the race* "..." *his eyes start to go white...* sayaka: you ok there, ozaki? Chuuya: *three contestant float off the ground--and can't run any further* student: w-what the heck?! Chuuya: *flies forward, picking up students off the ground along the way* student: WOAH! sayaka: YEEEK! ochako: woo! you go, gravity buddy! Chuuya: *tearing up the ground as he goes forward* Akutagawa: "...Show off." -elsewhere- Gin: "Has Ryu killed any competitors?" higuchi: thankfully no. sonia: papa's flying. higuchi: !!!! i dont see any markings, so he isnt using corr-....h-he's fine. Gin: "...If there is a problem, someone will intervene." higuchi: r-right. Tachihara: "Damn. Look at him move! He's super-fast." naoya: i dont see the markings, so at least he isnt using corruption, that'd be bad. hirotsu: *pressing tachihara's suit* indeed. Tachihara: "??? Ah, come on! I don't need you doing that to my threads!" hirotsu: well, you do want that phone number, dont you? Tachihara: -___- "F-Fine..." -elsewhere- Kyoka: "Look out, Tamaki. He's coming up behind us." tamaki: !!!! Chuuya: "..." *he's heading right for her and Kyoka* Kyoka: "..." *opens her phone* tamaki: oh fu- Kyoka: *calls into her phone* "Now." tamaki: *bracing for impact* Kyoka: "Demon Snow. Block him." demon snow: ~understood~ *BLOCK* annoucner: AND KYOUKA IZUMI BLOCKS WITH DEMON SNOW! Chuuya: *still white eye...he's held back...but he's pushing Demon Snow enough that he's propelling Tamaki and Kyoka a bit* tamaki: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE Q~Q Chuuya: *yells as he keeps pushing--and they all move forward with a burst of speed* Kyoka: "..." *hugs Tamaki* tamaki: *SCREAMING*.....*from the speed, her pants fly off...but a plastic bag floating in the air ends up as her new skirt* FUCKING FUCKER FUCK! announcer: woah! i guess that's letting the cat _into_ the bag! Announcer #2: "...Holy crap, June." Kyoka: ._. "...Huh." tamaki: WHYYYYYYYYYY Q_Q Chuuya: *pants now in his face, as he starts to wake up* "Wh-What is even--" *he slams against the ground--and the force knocks Demon Snow, Kyoka, and Tamaki to the finish line* tamaki: *FACEPLANT* announcer: FIRST PLACE GOES TO TAMAKI KOTATSU, KYOUKA IZUMI AND CHUUYA OZAKI!! Kyoka: *lands on her feet at the finish line* "..." *picks up Tamaki, and drops her off on the finish line first* Chuuya: x___x kouyou: MY BABIES WON! plus some thieving cat BUT WHO CARES ABOUT THAT ONE! tamaki: Q~Q Relan: "..." *struggling not to laugh* Akutagawa: *still racing* "..." atsushi: *jumping forwards* kirika: NYOOM MOTHER FUCKERS! *2nd place* Akutagawa: "??? You think you'll get ahead of me?" atsushi: CANT STOP NOW! (thinking: MOSTLY BECAUSE I DONT KNOW HOW TO USE THE BREAKS!!) Akutagawa: *he's in Atsushi's path* "...Oh shi--" atsushi: OwO (thinking: mama) -BOOM CRASH- atsushi: LUCY HELP ME! -they both made 3rd....with atsushi ko'd on top of akutagawa- atsushi: X_X -cue screams from overjoyed fujoshis- naomi + maki + naho: *SQUEEEEEEEEEE~* Akutagawa: owo "...God?" Lucy: D8< "GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY MAN! ANNE, CRUSH HIM!" anne: *picks atsushi up and puts him aside, and punches akutagawa* atsushi: *tiny birds flying around his head* lucy montgomery you're my hero. Akutagawa: D:< "DAMN YOU--" *sent flying out of the stadium* Lucy: -w- "I know." *forehead smooch* "Let's get you to the infirmary...." higuchi:....we should retrieve your brother now. Gin: *sigh* "He's probably outside the city by now. Bring a shovel--he likely landed in sand." higuchi: noted. chuuya: im fine...just sore. dont worry about me obviously =_=; Kyoka: "Okay. No one was worrying about you." *takes Tamaki's hand* "Thank you for your help, Tamaki." tamaki: Q~Q *covering herself with the bag* its fine.... Kyoka: "...Demon Snow, bring her to the locker room. We'll get her new pants." Chuuya: *lifting himself from the ground, looks around* "...What happened?" kirika: you won first, shipdit. not bad for a newbie. but in the next one, im whupping your ass. Chuuya: "..." *smirks* "We'll see about that..." *then notices--* "...Why do I have a pair of pants draped over my shoulders?" kirika: ....dont ask. tamaki: *takes the pants.....and punches him right in the face* kouyou: D8< sonia: bad lady! hirotsu: *pinching the bridge of his nose* so uncouth. Kyoka: "..." *thumbs up* Chuuya: X_X *nose bleeding* announcer: oooh, that's _gotta_ hurt! Announcer #2: "I know I expected a bloodbath _during_ the competition, but not _after_." Kyoka: "Pants acquired. Good work." Lucy: ._.;;; "...That's weird." -elsewhere- Kid: *smooch* stocking: ^///^ Kid: *hugs, whispers* "Thank you for earlier..." stocking: any time, hun~<3 Kid: *whispers* "I'll pay you back...whenever." stocking: challange accepted~ Kid: "Hee hee..." *pats her hip lightly* -elsewhere- Anya: "So much for even placing..." tsugumi: cheer up, anya. 13th isnt that bad. we still make it into the next round! Anya: "How? At this rate, I think we're going to get removed the next round." tsugumi: we'll just have to work harder then! Anya: "..." *sigh* "Your optimism is boundless." tsugumi: ^^ Meme: *stretches* "Could've been worse. I'd hate to have gotten knocked around by those giants. BTW, how did Takeru do?" tsugumi: 7th place! mio: steep. Meme: "Huh. Would've thought crashing through the line that fast would've gotten him further ahead. The anti-gravity guy was just too powerful..." mio: even kotatsu got ahead of us... Anya: "..." *smirks* "Most of her did..." tsugumi: anya! that's not very nice. even if it is true. Meme: "More on the 'true' than 'not nice' side." tamaki: SCREW YOU GUYS I GOT FIRST PLACE! Meme: "Eep!" *hides behind Mio* Anya: *eyeroll* "On a technicality..." ao: it was a 3 way tie~ ^^ Anya: "...I can't believe I'm agreeing with Ao, but yes, what she said." -elsewhere- Lucy: "Here, hold the ice..." atsushi: *wince* aaah... Lucy: *sighs* "That guy is not going to quit." atsushi: no kidding. *sigh* Lucy: "Maybe carry a taser?" atsushi: maybe....perhaps i should ask his sister for advice? Lucy: *nods* "Can't hurt." atsushi: we'll just have to find her first. *Knock knock* atsushi: ? Kyoka: *enters, hands over her eyes* "Please tell me you two are decent." atsushi: yes, yes we are. ^^; Lucy: -_-;; Kyoka: *uncovers her eyes...approaches...hugs Atsushi* atsushi: congrats on winning first place today! Kyoka: "Thank you. I had a lot of help." atsushi: still. *smiles* Kyoka: "...Are you feeling better?" atsushi: yeah, a little sore, but im not dead. Kyoka: "Don't tell Yosano that." atsushi:.........noted. Lucy: "Any update on next round of competition?" Kyoka: *shrug* -elsewhere- Gin: *digging* naoya: found 'im! higuchi: oh thank god, he still has a pulse. *phew* Gin: "!!!" *runs* Akutagawa: x_x naoya: ooi, akuta, you with us man? how many fingers am i holding up? Akutagawa: "...6?" naoya: *holding up 3 fingers* shit. *opens a bottle of water and splashes it on his face* Akutagawa: *coughs* "Wh-What happened?" naoya: you got 3rd place in the marathon!....and some doll monster knocked you right out of city limits like motherfuckin team rocket. Akutagawa: "...The tiger?" naoya: we have it on the DVR if you want to see it. Akutagawa: "..." *shivering, Rashomon rising up* "..." naoya: there ya go, buddy. Akutagawa: *lets out a low, loud, guttural bellow that blows outward from himself, causing Rashomon to rise up over the desert's sands* higuchi: O-O; naoya: woah, easy there- Gin: "...RYUNOSUKE AKUTAGAWA! YOU WILL STOP THIS BEHAVIOR RIGHT NOW!" Rashomon: owo;;; Akutagawa: *he's not stopping...* higuchi: MY APOLOGIES IN ADVANCE! *PUNCH* Akutagawa: X______X *knocked to the dirt* Gin: "...It had to be done." higuchi: *phew* that....that felt warranted.... Gin: *pat pat* "We'll bring him home." *lifts up Akutagawa* "Naoya, a little help, please." Rashomon: xwx naoya: *helping lift him up* there we go. come on kiddo, you need to rest up for tonight's party. Akutagawa: X_X *flies buzzing around him* Gin: "??? 'Party'?" naoya: remember the party that tachihara agreed to wear the suit for to get that chick's phone number? Gin: "Ah. You do know he will fail in this endeavor." naoya: i know he will. i talked to her already. *smug grin* Gin: "???" *looks at Higuchi* "You are going as well?" naoya: sure. they got a drink bar. like balls im gonna skip out on free booze. Gin: "Hmm. That is a good reason indeed. Higuchi, be my date?" higuchi: .////////. i would love to. see you there! Gin: "Excellent. I will see you as well." -elsewhere- {Giovanni: "You understand my instructions, correct?"} lisa:....*staring up at the ceiling*.... -elsewhere- Akitaru: "Brilliant work out there!" shinra: ^^ *he won 8th* Relan: ^^; Arthur: "...I got lost going to the field." tamaki: Q.Q iris: congrats on making 1st. Akitaru: *nod nod* "That was a great performance! Good work carrying that small child to the finish line." shinra: *laughs* *ahem* s-sorry. just thought of something funny... tamaki: im pretty sure that guy is around our age. Akitaru: "??? I meant the girl you picked up." Relan: *looking at Shinra laughing* "???" tamaki: oh. shinra: *whispers into relan's ear* we scored our initial brigade numbers. Akitaru: "In any case, we got you your favorite dessert as congratulations, Tamaki." Relan: "...Ah. Heh." -elsewhere- Aizawa: "...They leave the stadium such a mess at the end of each day..." -elsewhere- Chuuya: *holding ice to his head* "It all hurts..." sonia: get well soon, papa. -she hands him a bandaid- Chuuya: "Thanks, sweetie..." mito: *asleep on his torso* Chuuya: *looks at the bandage--it has kittens on it* "...Cute." *applies the bandage carefully to his cut* sonia: ^^ Chuuya: "I guess I'm missing the party...but I'm glad to be here." sonia: *hug* Chuuya: "Hee hee--ow!" sonia: O.O Chuuya: "Sorry...Still sore." sonia: oh. ok. Chuuya: "Just go easy on the hugs until my aches heal--which, I promise, will be soon." *pats her head* -elsewhere- Gin: *finishing her makeup* -elsewhere- mii: zzzz kirako: im home, mii~ *taking her shoes off and heads to her room to change into her pajamas* *humming as she finishes changing* -elsewhere- Tachihara: *adjusting his collar* -_-; -elsewhere- Rin: "I think you did awesome." madoka: thanks *hug* sayaka: yeah, but watching the games is always a lot of fun too! madoka: *nods* Rin: "And I made the snacks! Anyone up for more pizza bites?" kyouko: heck yeah! momo sakura: can we have shrimp too? hitomi: ^^ Rin: "Sure! Just got to finish cooking them." *puts on his apron* "So, who are you rooting for out there now?" sayaka: im rooting for kyouka. she's a precious bab. kyouko: you're letting this whole 'senpai' thing get to your head. sayaka: can you blame me~? *head donk* ^^ Rin: "Can't blame you for that. How 'bout you, Madoka?" madoka: i havent seen her yet, but i think asui has a lot of potential. Rin: "Oh, I can see that. She's pretty fast in athletic competitions, especially pool." kyouko: and let me guess, _you're_ cheering for bakugou or something? Rin: "Nah. He's too much of a stubborn jackass. My money's on Izuku." kyouko: ah, i see. Rin: "Izuku's worked so hard for this kind of stuff, and I think he deserves a win." -elsewhere- Mephisto: "May I bring you anything?" felisia: one of those popsicles. banana and grape flavored please. Mephisto: "As you wish~" *small cheek kiss* "Be right back* -elsewhere- Dazai: "Congratulations!" atsushi: ^^ Kyoka: "...Where is the food?" yosano: we got it right here in the meeting room. Kyoka: "Yay." *pushes Dazai aside* Dazai: QWQ Lucy: "..." atsushi: you hungry, lucy? Lucy: *smiling, blushing* "Oh, no, I'm fine--" *LOUD STOMACH GROWL* .\\\. kenji: ^^ you want some, kyouka? *offers ice cream* Kyoka: "..." *nom* kenji: ^^ Lucy: *starts with a salad, salivating* "So hungry..." -elsewhere- yana: oi, im back, what i miss? katya:.........sounds played over the intercom. pushkin: *pokerface* yana:....your reactions say it all. fuckin nasty. zoey: ahhhh~ *still twitching on the floor* FD: *humming to himself, buttoning his shirt* "Thank you very much, my pet." zoey: ahhh~ *she's still dripping wet* FD: "??? Need help drying yourself?" zoey: *shakes head* i love... feeling your cum inside me.... <3 FD: "...Okay." *adjusting his cloak* "Kind of like how I like feeling myself in you." zoey: ah~<3 FD: "And do you want anyone else in the world?" zoey: i live only for you, master~ FD: "Very good." *forehead kiss* "And if I brought another woman here, what would you do?" zoey: if you desired, i would do whatever you asked of me to her... FD: *gropes one of her breasts* "Such as pleasure her for me?" yana + katya: *backing far away from the door* O_O;;;; nope. FD: "Tell me, have you imagined being taken from more than one side, Zoey?" -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *black eye'ed* -_(-) -the DVR shows the playback of akutagawa and atsushi crossing the finish line.- Akutagawa: "...I had him." medic: ?? Akutagawa: "Right on top of me. So close. I could have delivered the killing blow..." medic: .... Akutagawa: "Or take his heart, body, and soul..." medic: mmhmm. Akutagawa: "...Leave me alone." medic: *exits* Akutagawa: *rewinds and plays...pauses...squirms in his seat, letting out a small noise* “…” *leans back, staring at Atsushi's face...his hand rubs along his chest* "Mmm..." -elsewhere- Gin: "...You look very good." higuchi: you too.. .//////. kuniko: use protection you two! Gin: "Understood." higuchi: o//////////o Gin: *takes Higuchi's hand* "Just a little joke to break the ice." *small smile* higuchi: right. hahaha... Gin: "I appreciate your company, Ichiyou." *small hand squeeze* -at the party- Tachihara: *adjusting his tie* "Girls really like these things?" naoya: depends on who yer askin. Tachihara: "..." *sigh* "This better work. I didn't put on a suit like this to not get some." naoya: i even went the extra mile and told her a black lizard commander invited her to this lil shindig. she seemed pretty excited. Tachihara: "...For real?" naoya: *nods and smiles* Tachihara: "...Well, okay, I can deal with this suit long enough...Thanks." -elsewhere- Assi: *opens a door* "Mono, I got your mail--" mono: O//////O *she's in her undies* Assi: "..." *his glasses' lenses crack, revealing his eyes* "..." *small nosebleed* "N-Nice stripes..." -too violent to be shown- Emine: "...Did you hear something?" lin-kimpur: *shrug* Emine: "Hmm...." *smiles* "I think I have finished my bad deed, having Assi hand out mail today." -elsewhere- Lucy: *pats her full stomach* Kyoka: *eating a crepe* atsushi: ^^ Lucy: *small cheek smooch* "Can't wait to see how the competition goes next..." -elsewhere- Relan: *yawns, cleaning off his plate* -elsewhere- Gin: *hands a drink to Higuchi* higuchi: thanks. Gin: "You're welcome." *sips* "...Seems like a good gathering." higuchi: yeah. girl: *looking around, she seems antsy* Gin: "??? I think that's Tachihara's date." naoya: *smirks* oh this is gonna be good. Tachihara: "!!!" *walks towards her* girl: (thinking: where is he....?) Tachihara: *approaches her* "Evening." girl: oh....its you. *she sounds displeased* Tachihara: *oblivious* "Yep--me alright! Glad you could make it." girl:.....just get me to the bar. -_- Tachihara: "Of course~ Now it's my turn to serve you a drink." *smiles* higuchi: she looks about as pleased as all of tachihara's dates usually do. naoya: *trembling, trying not to laugh* Gin: "...Naoya. Explain." Tachihara: *pouring a drink* naoya: you'll see... Tachihara: "Here you go!" girl: *sips* thanks. Tachihara: "You're welcome! So, did you get here okay? Having a good time?" girl: i guess.... Tachihara: "That's great! I'm so glad you could make it! Want a snack?" girl:....look, sweetie, im gonna level with you here, when your friend told me a black lizard commander asked me here, i was expecting someone else. Tachihara: owo; "...I mean, I know I'm different here than I am out in public, but I didn't think I was _that_ different. Like, which version of me do you prefer? I can go both ways." girl: i was expecting the other commander. Tachihara: "...'Other'? Wait. You don't mean...Who are you talking about?" girl: you seem decent enough, so i'll put this in terms you'll understand; i prefer older guys. Tachihara: "..." *light bulb--which then breaks into giant shards that litter the floor and stab into what is left of his broken heart* DX Gin: "..." naoya: *cackling* OH SHIT SON! I PLAYED YOU LIKE A GODDAMN FIDDLE! *slamming fist on to the table as she laughs* tachihara: SHIGA WHAT THE FUCK Gin: "...Quite humorous." Tachihara: "WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!" naoya: just cuz~ hirotsu: hmm? girl: did you..want to dance for a bit? .///. Tachihara: D8 Gin: "..." *long sip* hirotsu: um... ._.; Gin: "Sir, it would be rude to turn down a lady's request." Tachihara: Q________Q hirotsu: very well then. higuchi: ouch. Tachihara: *arrows into chest* "...Damn it..." Gin: "These things happen." naoya: ah, you'll be fine, kiddo. *pats his back* Tachihara: *death glare at her, low growl* naoya: OwO;; Tachihara: "Give me one good reason I shouldn't snap you in two..." naoya: well, im older than you for one thing. and i dont think hirotsu would want you murdering your fellow mafiosos for such petty shit....if its any condolence, sorry. higuchi: did you really like this girl or was it just your dick that liked her? Tachihara: "Shut up! I know what I felt! And this was different! And you!" *points at Naoya* "You're going to owe me for this!" naoya: ok! ok! fair enough, sheesh... Gin: "Hmm. Well, that was entertaining." *sets down her drink* "I would like to dance." Tachihara: *growling* higuchi: O-O; Gin: "..." *takes Higuchi* "Let's put some distance while they 'talk.'" Tachihara: *still growling* naoya: .... Tachihara: "That was just mean..." naoya: yeah, yeah it was. stupid me for not thinking of others first. *sigh* Tachihara: "Glad you can admit that." *sulks, crosses his arms* naoya: ...you really liked her, didnt you? Tachihara: *sniff* naoya:...*sigh* oi bartender! shot'a bourbon for this one. Bartender: "Coming up." Tachihara: T_T naoya: want me to call you an escort? Tachihara: *nod nod* naoya: alrighty then. -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *small pant* -silence...- Akutagawa: "..." *closes his eyes* -...- {Akutagawa: *contented sigh*} {atsushi: *hug* hehe~} {Akutagawa: .\\\. *hug* "...You're huggable."} {atsushi: ^^ i love you, ryu} {Akutagawa: "...Atsushi...I love you..." *kisses his lips lightly*} -phone rings- Akutagawa: *eyes snap open* "..." *groans, answers* "Yes?" -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Zzz..." sonia: zzzz mito: =w= Chuuya: *pulls blanket to tuck Sonia in--and leaving him uncovered* sonia: =w= Chuuya: *muttering...* "Rain..." sonia: zzzz Chuuya: "I miss you..." -...- Chuuya: "It's not fair..." {rain: ? mr nakahara?} {Chuuya: "??? ...Rain..." *hugs*} {rain: o///o e-e-e-eh?! m-mu-mr nakahara?!} {Chuuya: "It's so good to see you."} {rain: um...i-it's good t-to see you too...} {Chuuya: *pulls back, smiling* "You busy? Coffee?"} {rain: um... s-sure ^^} {Chuuya: ^^ "Great." *holding her hand* "That's great."} Chuuya: *shivering, whimpering* mito: *nyaaawn* Chuuya: "D-Don't go..." -silence- Chuuya: *crying* sonia: mmmn......mama.... Chuuya: *hearing Sonia's voice, his eyes break open* "???" sonia: zzzz.... Chuuya: "..." *holds her* sonia: =w= Chuuya: "..." *smiles* ("I'll keep her safe, Rain...I promise.") -elsewhere- Higan: "...Love the outfit." lavender: hehe~ ^^ -elsewhere- himawari:............. Shamrock: "...It's okay." himawari:......i thought....i'd be ok by now.... Shamrock: "...Sometimes, it's an everyday thing. One day at a time..." himawari:....*whimper* Shamrock: "..." *hug* -elsewhere- Izuku: *turning in bed...can't sleep...stands up, puts on his tracksuit, steps outside...* -it's a cool night out- Izuku: *exhales, seeing his breath...starts to jog* -the night is calm- Izuku: *heading down the street, along the canal, the moon shining along it* -splash- Izuku: "???" *looks* lovecraft: *casually swimming along the current* Izuku: o________________o lovecraft: *locks eyes with him*....you didnt see me. i wasnt here. Izuku: o_______________________o "...Do you need help?" lovecraft:....im good. thanks. Izuku: "...'Kay. G-Good day..." *keeps jogging* o___o -elsewhere- Hibana: *tossing* {rose: *screaming*} {clematis: it hurts! it hurts!} {iris: *wide eyed, tears falling*} {Hibana: *covering Iris's eyes* "D-Don't...Don't look..."} {sumire: *stumbling forwards} {Hibana: *makes eye contact with Sumire*} {sumire: *bits of her skull can be seen* hi..ban...a...} {Hibana: *horrified, her mouth opens--but she cannot make herself scream*} ???: -..na wake up! Hibana: "NO!" gabriella: *hugs* it's ok...it was just a nightmare... Hibana: *shaking...starts sobbing* gabriella: it's ok....im here now... Hibana: "I-I'm sorry..." gabriella: it's ok... -elsewhere- ivy: .... *turns on her lighter, drawing a small snake from the flame* .... Joker: *groans, seeing through the darkness* "Too bright..." ivy: in the pitch darkness? Joker: "I didn't think you would be seated here...My eyes haven't adjusted yet..." ivy: dont have anywhere much else to go... red gonna be here or is she busy? Joker: "She's around..." ivy: ah. -outside- scarlet: ..... Joker: "...Hey. Look who's here." scarlet: ugh....get me a hard whisky. long night. Joker: *already pouring* "Talk?" scarlet: ran into some weird guy....tried to stab me. something about him....was just off. Joker: "??? What, he was drugged?" scarlet: wouldnt say that....it was more like....he was a puppet. Joker: "..." *takes a long drag* "Like he was possessed?" scarlet: maybe? seemed more like mind control if anything....freaky. Joker: "You scare him away? Or..." scarlet: i fired a warning shot at him....then he screamed about me being the devil or some shit, yammering about my soul being damned and what not. ivy:...i hope he chokes. Joker: "Hmm. Evangelist?" scarlet: *shrugs* seemed more puritan. ivy: *rolls eyes* either way, i couldnt give less of a fuck. Joker: "...Maybe get a drawing of this guy, in case he shows up again..." scarlet: alright. *sketching a picture....of hawthorne* Joker: "...You're good at this." ivy: *pout* Joker: "??? Ivy? What is it?" ivy:...nothin... -elsewhere- Gin: *walking with Higuchi* "Thank you for being my date." higuchi: *smiles* i had fun tonight. Gin: "So did I. I always miss having a good dance partner." -elsewhere- Poe: OWO;;;; lana: thanks for letting me stay over ^^ Poe: "Whenever you want!" lana: ^^ *hugs* Poe: "...I-I l-love you." *hug* lana: i love you too. ^^ *smooch* Poe: "!!! ..." *smooch* -elsewhere- Kid: "Rise and shine..." *smooch* stocking: mmmn, kid, that tickles.... zzzz Kid: *small pout* *hugs her* "Time to wake up..." stocking: zzzz *slightly drooling* Kid: "..." *smirks, as he slips under the sheets...carefully tugs down on her pajama pants...* stocking: mmmn~ Kid: *kisses slightly along her legs, one side at a time...* stocking: *opens her eyes* frisky already, hun~? Kid: "With you, always." *his tongue makes quick, small licks along her* stocking: *soft moan* Kid: *places his lips along her, slipping his tongue into her...* -elsewhere- Chuuya: *stretching* sonia: zzz mito: *streeeetch* Chuuya: *sets out a bowl of cereal and a dish of milk...starting making pancakes* -elsewhere- Relan: "Good luck today." shinra: i will. *smiles* Relan: *smiles back* "I'll be cheering for you." -elsewhere- Tachihara: *snores* prostitute: zzzz Tachihara: *yawns, opens his eyes...sits up, nudges her* prostitute: *yaaaawn* Tachihara: " ...So, thanks. Got your cash." prostitute: thanks hun~ Tachihara: "...Yeah, sure." *pulls up his pants* -elsewhere- Gin: "How was your date, sir?" hirotsu: i wouldnt exactly call it that. -_-; Gin: "What would you call it?" hirotsu: a simple dance. Gin: "...I have to admit, that's more boring than what I thought would happen. But I appreciate that you were a gentleman, sir." hirotsu: *takes a drag* likewise. Gin: "...Did you get her number?" hirotsu: didnt bother. naoya: well, in his defense, the guy is 50. Gin: "True. Hope you let her down gently." -elsewhere- Belkia: *snoring* otogiri: .....*watching tv* Sakuya: *stumbles into the room* "...Stupid rug..." otogiri: *nice catch* morning. Sakuya: "..." *smiles* "Hey. Thanks." *rights himself* "Anything on?" -elsewhere- Aizawa: *at microphone* "Welcome to Day 2 of the School Festival. Congratulations again to yesterday's victors in the three-way first-place finish..." *points to Chuuya, Kyoka, and Tamaki* tamaki: =w= Kyoka: *small smile* Chuuya: *still has a bandaged nose* Aizawa: "And as the three of them won first, they now have the most points...which any of you can now acquire." tamaki: wait what now? *The screens around the stadium show photos of the three of them--with 500 points listed for each one of them* Aizawa: "So, if you beat one of them in the competition, your ranking will increase for the next round." Chuuya: "..." ("Shit.") tamaki: mother fu- Kyoka: "Bring it on. I'll fight all comers." -elsewhere- Rin: "Oh shit, man! This is going to hurt..." kyouko: oh shit, indeed. Rin: "Maybe some of the other students will go up in rankings. How many people are left in this round?" -elsewhere- Vulcan: "..." *turns off the TV, looks back at a photograph...of him, Yu...and Lisa* nozomi: ... Vulcan: "...Yo, Nozomi? I got something you could help me with. Maybe...take your mind off of...Um...I mean, you okay?" nozomi: hmm? oh, im fine. ^^ Vulcan: "...Up for a project? I'll let you use the jackhammer." nozomi: oh goodness, im not sure if i can use something that big... ._.; Vulcan: "I can attach foot holds for it..." -elsewhere- Announcer: "It is pandemonium! Meme Tatane has a folding chair!" Meme: "I got you now!" student: WHERE DID SHE GET THAT?! Chuuya: *floating students away from him* "Really? This the best you all got?" Kyoka: *using Demon Snow as a barrier, yawns* Anya: *hand chopping opponents* "I knocked down possessed students from all sides! This all you got?!" -elsewhere- Mori: *writing notes* elise: *drawing* Mori: "Elise? Didn't you want to play with Sonia?" elise: yeah, but she doesnt come by a lot....like ever. Mori: "Maybe you can have a playdate at her apartment." elise: maybe. Mori: ^^ "What are you drawing?" -it's herself, sonia, Q, and mori as a child.- Mori: TTWTT "Um...Wh-Who is that?" elise: it's rintarou, duh. Mori: "...That's n-nice..." *pats her head* elise: ^^ Mori: "Let's hang it up..." -elsewhere- Takehisa: "Please keep the Commander away from the shovels. He keeps digging holes..." maki: noted. Akitaru: "This new shovel is great! Doc, how did you get it to dig so well?" -elsewhere- Patty: Q_Q "Takeru...Hang in there..." takeru: *SCREEEEEAM* Akutagawa: "I will have first place..." *trying to grab onto Takeru with Rashomon--and failing* "Hold still, damn you." -elsewhere- Ponera: "Feeling better?" shaula: yeah, why wouldnt i be? Ponera: "...I mean, you seemed...bothered when you were...inebriated." shaula: eh, im fine, no skin offa my nose. Ponera: "..." *hug* shaula: OwO; Ponera: "You're okay." *pat pat* "Try talking instead of just drinking alone, okay?" shaula: alright? >->; Ponera: *pulls back, smiles* "Good. Well, time for me to get this mission ready. -elsewhere- Mephisto: *stares at an empty bowl that once had ice cream* owo; felisia: zzzzz.... maid: ._.; Mephisto: *whispers* "I guess my sweet tooth just got beat...Be ready to bring her breakfast, 'kay?" maid: understood, sir. -elsewhere- Assi: *his head is bandaged (but he still has his A glasses on), as are his hands, like mittens* "..." *reaches for his spoon for his cereal--and his fingers are too bandaged to get it* "..." *muffled* "Darn." mana: showtaro, could ya feed ashi his breakfast? Shotaro: "Sure! Open wide!" Assi: "..." *muffled voice* "Ahhhh..." Shotaro: "..." *pulls down bandages--which causes a ripping sound* Assi: "OUCHIE!" Shotaro: "Whoops! Sorry!" Emine: *small smirk* -elsewhere- vivian: *she has her fan out* -CRASSH- tamaki: HOLY FUCK announcer: AND VIVIAN HELVITZ IS USING HER 2ND GEN ABILITY TO SHOCK THE COMPETITION! LITERALLY! Kishiri: o\\\w\\\o Anya: D8 *trying to outrun the electricity* Chuuya: *dodging charges* "Crap crap crap--" Lucy: *ZAPPED* X_X vivian: uhuhu~ torry~ i hope you're watching~ atsushi: !!! *grabs lucy and kyouka and gets them to safety* Kishiri: "Oh, I'm watching..." Kyoka: "...Now what?" atsushi: *thinking* if we had rubber suits, it would make us shock proof. Kyoka: "If only. Unless you know someone who can spontaneously generate rubber--" atsushi: crap....wait.... *glances at akutagawa*.... *lightbulb* it's not rubber, but rashomon can consume anything, right? Kyoka: "...Yes. How will you convince him?" Lucy: X____X atsushi: it's a risky move....but i might just have to take it! *runs out into the field* Kyoka: "...Good luck." Akutagawa: *swings another student around the field* "Be gone." atsushi: *jumping headfirst where he will likely get struck out* Akutagawa: "!!!!" *looks around--spots Vivian* *glowers* "...No one will have victory over the Were-Tiger but I!" *aims Rashomon at Vivian* vivian: OuO; *blocking* *Rashomon pushes upon Vivian* -elsewhere- Dazai: *tenses up* kirako: ?? Dazai: "I sense a disturbance...Did I leave the toilet seat up?" -elsewhere- Gin: o_o;;; higuchi: ._.; Gin: "...We'll need another shovel." -elsewhere- yana: electricity, eh? interesting. *looking up info on haijima's europe branch* FD: "Quite powerful." yana: should we pay these haijima guys a visit? FD: "Do it." yana: *grin* -elsewhere- Hibana: *staring in horror at a photograph* "...That's not him." *it's dated 8 years ago* gabriella: ?? princess? *Photo caption: Dr. Giovanni* *It looks like a rather normal man* gabriella: who is he? Hibana: "One of the fire commanders, from eight years ago...Before he put on that mask...I had never seen him without it." gabriella: ah. i see. Hibana: "...If this could help find him..." -elsewhere- Rin: o____o "...That's a lot of screaming." madoka: ._.; announcer: AND IN FIRST FOR THE SECOND ROUND, VIVIAN HELVITZ AND RYUZAKI ARARAGI! Akutagawa: *cough cough* *waving* Kishiri: QWQ atsushi:...huh. *Leader board has Vivian and Akutagawa's scores rise up; Kyoka, Tamaki, and Chuuya's fall* Kyoka: "Boo. But at least we aren't dead." atsushi: at least we made it to the next round. takeru: im just glad im out. *sigh* Lucy: *holding her head* "I feel like I got hit by a very large horse riding an even bigger horse..." Patty: "TAAAAAAAKERUUUUU!" *glomp* takeru: omph-! Patty: "Hee hee!" *cheek smooch* Chuuya: *looks at the score listing* "Where did I place?" -seems chuuya made 2nd. tamaki: D8 13?! atsushi: oh, looks like you got knocked out. sorry kotatsu. Kyoka: "..." *hug* tamaki: OxO .... TTxTT nyuuuuu.... Kyoka: *pat pat* Relan: "Kind of amazed she made it this far." shinra: yeah... Kyoka: "How did I place? Atsushi, did you qualify?" Chuuya: *smiling* "Hope that's good enough, Sonia..." atsushi: i made 12th, so im still in. how about you lucy? Lucy: "...14th place. Darn." atsushi: oh. maybe we can get lunch to celebrate? you did your best, right? ^^ Lucy: "..." *hug* "Food sounds great right now..." atsushi: ^^..... (thinking: i can feel a glare of intense hatred in my direction....) Akutagawa: "Tiger..." atsushi: OxO;;;;;;;;;;;; Lucy: -_-; "Oh. This nonsense again." atsushi: *SCREAMS ON THE INSIDE* Akutagawa: "You better survive the next round. Because I assure you, in the last round, I am going to face you. And before everyone here, they will see me dominate you." atsushi: *high pitched* sounds good, my dude....*forced laughter* Akutagawa: "Those are not the noises you will make when my heel is digging into your hand, as I repeatedly jab into you." Kyoka: "...I think he means he will jab with his fists. Into your abdomen. Not anywhere else." atsushi: *voice cracks* thanks for the clarification! Lucy: *holds Atsushi's hand* "Come. He's not worth it. Not until the last round when you kick his sorry behind out of the competition." Akutagawa: *DEATH GLARE AT LUCY* atsushi: WHO WANTS LUNCH?! OuO;;; Lucy: o__o; "Me! A thousand times!" Kyoka: "I will eat them out of business." Akutagawa: "..." *stomach growls* -and so- atsushi: TTuTT (thinking: ODASAKUUUU SAVE ME) odasaku: to tell you the truth kid....if i were in your shoes....i'd be besides myself too. *sweatdrop, scratching the back of his head* Lucy: -____- "J-Just finish the meal, I guess..." atsushi: QuQ;; Akutagawa: "...What about dessert?" Chuuya: -____-;;; "Will you come along?" Kyoka: *sipping her tea* "Like this peon will defeat Atsushi. He will send you running home crying." atsushi: *trying not to piss himself* Akutagawa: "I doubt that." Kyoka: "Want to bet on it?" atsushi: WELLLL it's getting late. time to call it a night, right guys? ^^;;; Akutagawa: "Like I need to take a bet when I could just sneak into his residence and kill him in his sleep." atsushi: *forced laugh* oh, you're so funny! but enough joking, lets head home now please? Lucy: "Oh, sounds like emo boy here is a chicken. A big, fat chicken." Akutagawa: "..." atsushi: ahaha...lucypleasedonottempthim. Akutagawa: "What would I get if he loses in the competition?" *A hand chops Akutagawa in the back of the head--into the pudding put out for him* Dazai: "A wild Dazai appears!" Kyoka: "...That was a waste of pudding." atsushi: *phew* Dazai: "Now, where's Chuuya? I thought he'd be here..." *looking over Chuuya's head* Chuuya: "..." *tries an uppercut* Dazai: *dodges* Chuuya: *random muttering growling* atsushi: ^^; Dazai: "You taking care of my niece okay?" Chuuya: "SHE'S NOT YOUR NIECE!" atsushi: oh, you mean sonia? Dazai: "But I already got her a teddy bear as big as you!" *holds up...a normal size teddy bear* Chuuya: *struggling to ignore Dazai* "Yes. Sonia. She is well. She's drawing so much, writing, counting--" Kyoka: "...You had a child?" Chuuya: *uncomfortable silence* atsushi: .... Chuuya: "I adopted her." Kyoka: "Ah." atsushi: ... Chuuya: "Sh-She needed someone..." Dazai: *pats Chuuya's head* "Best dad!" Chuuya: -_____- atsushi: mm.... odasaku: ..... Chuuya: "Speaking of which, I should get home--and bring him with me..." *pulls Akutagawa's head off the plate* Akutagawa: *covered in pudding* -_____- -elsewhere- Arthur: *holding a "You Tried" cake* tamaki: TT.TT Arthur: "I thought you did good. You were ahead of so many other people." tamaki: 737 Relan: "Yeah--and this time you didn't have any wardrobe malfunctions." tamaki: =n= Takehisa: *facepalm* Relan: "!!!! I-I meant that as a good thing..." Akitaru: "Come on, Tamaki! I got the plates and drinks..." tamaki:...*nom* TTnTT Akitaru: "There you go!" Vulcan: "And if it makes you feel better, I got some new tech for you to try out." -elsewhere- Anya: T_T tsugumi: it's ok anya. ^^ ao: it's not like you've contracted a flesh-eating disease. Anya: "...Gee, thanks." -elsewhere- Meme: *humming* -elsewhere- Kid: "Cookie?" stocking: *nom* mmm~<3 *nuzzle* Kid: =///w///= *holds her* stocking: ^^ kirika: *rolls eyes* get a room. Kid: -_-;;; "No one is making you sit here." -elsewhere- Assi: *collapsed on couch...his bandages and clothes are torn up* TT__TT -elsewhere- sonia: zzzzz.... mito: =w= Chuuya: "..." *tucks Sonia in* sonia: =u= Chuuya: *kisses her forehead, whispers* "Sleep well, kiddo." sonia: zzzz Chuuya: "..." *sighs, places a stuffed bear in her arms* sonia: *snuggles it* =u= *she seems content* Chuuya: "..." *shy scratch of his cheek* ("Guess Dazai can get some things right...") mito: *nuzzles chuuya's leg* *mrew* Chuuya: *small smile, pets Mito* "Good Mito..." mito: *mweow* Chuuya: "Shhh..." *picks up Mito* mito: =w= *purrs* Chuuya: "Better feed you..." -elsewhere- Gin: "At least he didn't injure too many." naoya: oi, akuta. congrats on first place! Akutagawa: "Thank you..." *still wiping pudding off himself* naoya: heard you ran into that waste of bandages today. he give you a hard time? Akutagawa: "He teased me for not dominating over the Were-Tiger, then said I should try a dating site." naoya: *rolls eyes* typical. Akutagawa: "I will wipe that smile off his face, too." naoya: finally getting over your schoolboy crush on him? higuchi: come on, naoya. -_-; Akutagawa: "Hmph. I will not even dignify that with a response." naoya: suit yourself then. *shrug* Gin: "It's okay if you don't find someone, too. Just let things go as they will." Akutagawa: "...Thank you." *looks at Higuchi* higuchi: .... *glances at gin* Gin: "..." *blinks* "..." *holds Higuchi's hand* higuchi: ^///^ Akutagawa: "..." *nods to Gin, walks away* Gin: "...Ichiyo..." higuchi: *hug* >////< Gin: o\\\o "..." =\\\= *pat pat...cheek smooch* naoya: look at this. my gals being so cute together. i feel like such a proud mother ^^ Gin: =\\\\\= "Please. That's a little embarrassing..." *holds onto Higuchi* -elsewhere- Yohei: *smooch* chie: =////= Yohei: "I'm done for the day...so I'm all for you." chie: *grins and drags him to their room* Yohei: *follows, slight chuckle* -elsewhere- Aizawa: *sets out the drinks* -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *fox yawn* -elsewhere- katya: .... Hawthorne: "...What?" katya: .... <oi boss, im back.> FD: <Welcome. How did it go?> katya: *hands him a USP port* <i got a copy of the stuff you asked me to get.> FD: <Good. Let's pull it up...> *inserts into a computer* -a few folders appear with 'employee records' 'projects' 'locations' etc.- FD: *opens a record* -elsewhere- Todoroki: *forming a snowball* -elsewhere- Arthur: "Zzz..." -elsewhere- Ponera: *nodding off* grimoire:...*carries her to bed* Ponera: *holds onto him, murmuring* grimoire: ?? Ponera: "M-Ma..." -elsewhere- Kunikida: *sets down his tea* -two letters have arrived- Kunikida: *looks at the addresses* -one is from aya, the other doesnt have a name- Kunikida: "..." *opens Aya's* note: dear mr kunikida, i hope you're doing well. ^^ it feels like such a long time since you helped me back then. if you ever need a jr detective to help you out, let me know ^^ ~Aya Kunikida: "...Cute." *sets it aside, examines the other letter* note: GUESS WHO'S OUTTA PRISON ASSHOLE! well, sorta. im stuck on parole atm. got part time work as a grocery bagger, but they're keeping tabs on me in case i 'become a threat to public safety'. XP shit, you probably have no clue who i am. remember that blonde dude from 2 years ago? the one with the numbers ability? yeah that would be me. peace out. -there is no name written- Kunikida: "..." >_< -silence- Kunikida: *sigh* *starts writing words on sheets of his notebook--including the names of certain weapons* -elsewhere- Kyoka: "I'm sure you'll be fine." atsushi: i hope so.....what do you remember him being like? d-during your time with..y-you know. Kyoka: "...He was sad." atsushi:....maybe if i try, i dunno, befriending him maybe...maybe he'd chill out a bit? Kyoka: "Worth a try. I would bring protection." *holds up a baseball bat* atsushi:...noted. Lucy: *passed out on the couch* *snore* atsushi:....i should take her home now. *picks lucy up* Lucy: =w= "Zzz..." Kyoka: "I'll get the door." -elsewhere- Dazai: "My babies are growing up." =w= kirako: ^^; Dazai: "And Sonia takes after me so much. She has that hard stare I make when the guy Mitch at the sandwich shop gets my order wrong..." kirako: ^^; is that so? Dazai: *nod nod* "And Atsushi is going to win that competition. Or Akutagawa. Or both. Or neither. Either way, I'm responsible for their entire greatness." kirako: i see. ^^ Dazai: "So, how you doing? I didn't get to see you much at work." kirako: doing good. you doing well? Dazai: "...You know what? Yeah." *smiles at her, stares at her* kirako: that's good to hear. *making tea* Dazai: "..." *hugs from behind* kirako: *sly grin* getting frisky already? Dazai: *presses from behind her* "You tell me." kirako: mmn...at least let me finish making us tea first, ok? Dazai: "Ooooookay." *pats her side* -elsewhere- FD: *reviewing papers and video clips* "All good..." zoey: ..... FD: "Look at this one, Zoey. With a better diet, I think we could get their performance up." zoey: .....perhaps...do you.....need me to do anything right now? FD: "...Zoey. Close your eyes, and imagine the thing you want most in the world." zoey: ....... -i want to be with you- FD: "What do you see?" zoey: i see you... FD: "What expression is on my face?" zoey: i can see a smile...but that's all i see... FD: "Do I look happy?" zoey:....yes. FD: "That's good. What am I doing?" zoey: ....kissing my hand softly... *she blushes* FD: "Like this?" *she can feel his lips brush along her hand* zoey: *soft moan* y-yes. FD: "And after I kiss your hand?" zoey: ah.....please.....take me however you wish. FD: "...Keep your eyes closed." *he kisses just above the top of her dress* zoey: a-ahhh~ FD: "If I ripped every last stitch off of you..." *kisses her cheek lightly* "What would you do?" zoey: *soft sigh* i-i'd....i'd do whatever you wished of me... FD: *unbuttons top of her dress* "Aren't you embarrassed, your naked body exposed?" zoey: i-if it p-pleases you, master...i would gladly expose myself... FD: *his hand slides down her back* "All of you?" *lifts up the bottom of her skirt* zoey: ah~ y-yes. FD: "When you dream...What do I do to you?" *his fingers slip under her panties, clutching her cheek* -elsewhere- Kepuri: *staring in the freezer* *every carton of ice cream is labeled 'Nea'* mana:...house petition to invest in a mini fridge for nea. chie: agreed. Kepuri: "Seconded. I'll get to building one." *pulls out a wrench* -elsewhere- Mori: *sighs* -silence- Mori: "..." *presses his intercom button* miura: yes sir? Mori: "I want to go out." miura: very well sir. Mori: "You're coming, too. You need to get out." miura: understood. Mori: Make sure you have a good outfit on..." *opens his office closet, removing a suit* miura:.....sir are you asking me on a date? Mori: "No. I just expect company with me to dress appropriately for the establishments we will visit." miura: understood, sir. Mori: *is putting on the suit* "I'll see you in 30 minutes." -elsewhere- Tachihara: *slurred speech* "Stoopid sheet! I-I'm too good for these things!" naoya: uh-huh. *making sure he doesnt fall over* Tachihara: "What've these bitches got up their butts?! I'm sooper!" hirotsu: im sure you're just swell. Tachihara: "Right?! So why did that cunt go for your old balls and not me?!!" hirotsu: two things; first of all, show a little damn respect. second; different people have different tastes. if it makes you feel better, we didnt fornicate. Tachihara: "Then she could've fucked me, man! I'm hot! I'm young and with it! I'm hip!" naoya: hey, there's plenty of fish in the sea, right? Tachihara: "Then why can't my big-ass lure attract a fish?" mafioso:...you wanna go to the lake then, man? naoya: maybe it has to do with your commitment issues? Tachihara: "I'm committed!" hirotsu: oh really? i think what she means is have you ever been in a meaningful relationship? one that lasted more than a week? Tachihara: "..." Q~Q naoya: ....*pats his back* Tachihara: "I-I just like things to be fast and immediate, man..." naoya: ah. Tachihara: "It's supposed to be simple, like in those dating sims." naoya: well, this is reality, kid. hirotsu: and people are much more complicated and unpredictable. Tachihara: "...Damn it. Maybe I can take notes or something..." naoya: maybe Tachihara: "Maybe take hookers on practice dates..." naoya: sure, knock yourself out....though not literally. Tachihara: *drunken laugh--then passes out* naoya:.... hirotsu: *pays the tab* i'll carry him back. naoya: good call. -elsewhere-

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