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travellingarmy · 11 months

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Lilia Vanrouge

Warning(s): NSFW. Minors do not interact. Yandere themes. Implied pseudo-incest.

Just a short drabble.

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"Shh.."

A soft chuckle emits somewhere in the unlit room.. Not that you'd know whether or not the room was truly lit or not when your eyes have been blindfolded. He shushes you in hopes that you'll let your guard down. However..

"Khehee. My little fae, why do you seem so scared?" Though he does not outright say it, Lilia enjoys watching how much your body trembles just by hearing his voice. He knows that he was the one to teach you to fear things, but he never anticipated that one day you'd turn his lessons against him. After taking care after you for so many years and this is the result.. He could only sigh if it weren't for the fact that he quite enjoyed being a sadist. And he has to admit, he must have gone wrong somewhere so he is partially at fault.

A wide grin that only a madman such as he could perfect smeared on his face. The sound of chains dragging on the floor sounded in your ears when you shuffle your legs close to you. You bit your lips, refusing to talk to him for as long as you could.

This only spurs him to crouch down to level your eyes and carress your cheek. His hand is slender and cold but that wasn't the reason you shuddered. What made you shiver was the thought of someone who you confide all your problems with and trusted deeply, especially when it came to protecting you, showing their monster and unwanted sinful desires towards you. "Hm~ What's this? Why is my little fae refusing my touch?" He pouts when you turn your head away from his hand.

"Are you perhaps being shy?" He chuckles and shakes his head when he falls trap to his own fantasies. "What a silly little thing."

Having enough of doing all the talking, he decides that it was about time for you to sing him praises. Chains rattle again, this time not because of you but because of him. He grabs your ankles and pulled your entire body close to him.

His cold leather gloves made you gasp which only fueled him on. "Fufufu. I knew I'd like you better this way," he comments, now towering over your form. You try not to cry as he leaves wet kisses on your inner thighs. It felt disgusting and O' how you wished your body didn't betray you at this moment, biting your bottom lip to keep all the noises he so desperately wants to hear from escaping.

He chuckles at your pathetic tries of fighting against the idea of giving up and submitting to him. If he had known years ago that you were going to become like this, maybe he should've discarded the notion of teaching you all those things that he would later have to pay a heavy price of not loving you the way he wants to and greatly resenting it. "Hn..!" Oh? Your legs trembled as he gives a kiss to your clothed sex. You could not see the sadistic smile that stretches his face that shows his fangs.

It was at this moment that he decides to skip all that long foreplay and teasing you. Another time, maybe, but not right now.

He slips off your underwear, feeling a wave of excitement surge through him. Lilia admits, he hasn't always thought of you this way so something must be wrong with him.. "You've put me under your spell, little fae.." His voice sounds deeper; serious.

"So it's time for you to understand the consequences of casting a spell on me."

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anonstories08 · 1 month

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𝚁𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚉𝚘𝚛𝚘 𝚡 𝙼!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎? 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐…

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 956

𝙰𝙽: 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 @anystalker707 𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃 𝚈𝙴𝙰𝚁. 𝙸𝙼 𝚂𝙾 𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚁𝚁𝚁𝚈𝚈𝚈𝚈𝚈𝚈𝚈𝚈𝚈𝚈 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝚂𝙾 𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝙼𝙴. 𝙰𝙻𝚂𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝙼𝚈 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝙾 𝙸𝙼 𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝙸𝙵 𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝙱𝙰𝙳

It was only supposed to be for a few days. The adventure was supposed to be a simple one, so simple not all the crew had to go. Someone had asked the Strawhats to visit a small temple that was at the top of a small mountain and retrieve a relic that was left there (and of course there would be a large reward) The crew had been on the island for a few days, so it didn’t seem too dangerous. The ones who were going was Luffy (obviously), Zoro (again obviously), Robin (…), Franky and Usopp. The rest of the crew were going to stay on the Sunny and either guard the ship or go into town and restock to leave once the group got back. But it had been a week now. when were they going to get back? Usually the crew would trust in each other to make it back safely but it started to take a toll on one member in particular. [Name]. He has never been without his partner for longer then 2 days. And of course, [Name] knew that Zoro is extremely capable, but he keeps getting that nagging feeling that something is wrong. -5 days ago- “Be careful. It looks like some of the steps seem to be unstable.” Robin was at the front of the pack, a small gleam in her eyes showing that she was quite excited to be able to find anything to do with history. The rest of the group was following her as they make their way to the top. “Geez, who knew Robin could be so fast..” Usopp used a stick to help pull himself up the steps, exhausted. Franky side-eyed the sniper because of his exaggerated laboured breathes “You don’t look very SUPER Usopp. Are you sure you want to come with?” “Y-Yeah! Don’t be scared. Captain Usopp is never tired! He is always…. euagh…” He passed out. “Ok well thats not very SUPER. Hey guys!” Franky calls out to Robin and a stretched Luffy, hanging off of an uncaring Zoro. “Im gonna bring Usopp back to Chopper! He looks exhausted.” “Yeah, you wanna bring Luffy too? He’s just kinda… melting?” Zoro pokes at the unmoving Luffy hanging off him. “Auhghuhduh…” “Fufufu It looks like the heat is getting to the captain too.” Franky wordlessly moves towards Zoro and peels the captain off of him. “Alright. You too go on ahead. I’ll catch up later.” “Bye.” “Be safe, Franky.” The pair continue up the steps at their own leisurely pace. Soon they reach the door of the temple. It’s made of cracked cement that has intricate carvings and vines stretched across it. As the wind blows through Zoro’s spiky hair, he feels a presence. It’s unsettling. Something is wrong. He turns towards Robin to warn her but he sees an unsettling sight. Where is Robin?

Zoro is on high alert now. He whips his head back and forth, trying his best to catch a glimpse of the archeologist, but she’s gone. He’s so distracted that he doesn’t even see the person who snuck up behind him. Before he can react, a hand snakes its way around his throat and tightens. Zoro struggles against the grip but a mask is placed around his mouth and he’s forced to inhale a gas. As he slowly stops struggling he sees someone familiar. Is that the person who asked the crew to get the relic? Well fuck… Zoro wakes up in a start. His head is throbbing as he looks around what seems to be a dark room. The first thing he notices is that his swords are not with him. His eyesight slowly fades in and he sees that he has his hands tied behind his back, with the rope connected to a thick metal pole. The rope seemed really thick but Zoro could probably break out of it. Too bad he still feels woozy from that strange gas. He realises that across from him is a knocked out Robin. She has sea stone cuffs on and seems to have been roughed up a bit. Concern floods Zoro as he sees that blood is dripping down her skull and onto the floor below her. “R-Robin..” Zoro’s scratchy voice calls out to the woman. How long have they been here? Robin stirs but ultimately doesn’t respond. That wound is really concerning. He needs to get them out and to Chopper. His head spins slightly as he looks around for any sort of sharp object to cut his ropes. Suddenly, the door slams open and Zoro’s eye flicks towards the light and the person coming inside the dark room. “Well well well. Sleeping beauty finally woke up, hm? Did you rest well?” A tall woman with an almost psychotic grin waltzed inside. Zoro glares at her and asks, “How long have we been here.” The woman narrows her eyes at the swordsman’s question and simply states. “2 days. I have been most impatient and i would appreciate if you would now comply.” 2 days? Thats.. way too long. How would the crew be feeling? How is [Name]? Zoro’s heart aches at the thought of the panic and stress that [Name] must be going through. He snaps back into reality and sees that a plate of food has been pushed in front of him. It looks… questionable? It seems to supposed to be rice and some sort of curry, but the curry has strange streaks of blue in it. No way in hell is Zoro eating that. The woman looks at him as if he’s supposed to be grateful that she’s given him some definitely poisoned food. How the hell is he gonna get out of here?

#x male reader #one piece x male reader #zoro x male reader #zoro x reader #one piece x reader #roronoa zoro #male reader #one piece

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 3 months

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Azul, Jamil: By One’s Grace

dnsjbsuebxkzn One of my friends noticed that Platinum Jacket Jade and Azul have the same two portraits, with the placements swapped. This is not true for other dorm leader-vice dorm leader pairs we’ve already seen, like Malleus and Lilia. Just an interesting little detail?

MORE JAMIL AND AZUL PETTY DRAMA… Been craving it since early book 4, one of my favorite treats 😋

A Tale as Old as Time.

"Jamil-san."

He flinched at his name and turned away from the caller. When the footsteps still came, Jamil retreated further into the exhibition. Famous faces stared down from their picture frames at the fleeing boy.

"Jamil-san, please wait for me," Azul tried again. He picked up his pace, in hot pursuit of his peer. "Jamil-san!!"

Deeper and deeper they delved, spiraling into the museum’s depths. The light slowly fading, the air stretching thin and gauzy. Neither relented from the chase--not until Azul ran his prey into a corner, an arm outstretched to contain him in a quiet corner. Jamil silently cursed.

Caged in with an octopus. Great.

A facetious laugh rose from Azul's throat. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were purposefully trying to avoid me."

Jamil deadpanned. “You don't say. No, I was just trying to learn about the history of the Coral Sea in peace."

"If that's what you're interested in, I believe you'll find no better wellspring of knowledge than myself." Azul offered with a coy grin. "I would be more than happy to share stories straight from my hometown. Anything for a dearly beloved companion. such as you."

"No thank you," Jamil quickly retorted. I think I'd rather eat poisoned curry again. "I would be ill-advised to accept free 'help' from you. You'll come knocking and calling in for a favor a few days later."

"Who's asking for favors?" Azul gasped, feigning ignorance. "I simply wish to aid a classmate. As dorm leader of Octavinelle, I pride myself on keeping the Sea Witch's spirit of benevolence alive and well."

Jamil scoffed and folded his arms. "Coming from you, that sounds extremely insincere."

"Me, insincere? Far from it!" He insisted, waving a hand dismissively. From the corner of his eye, Azul caught a flash of fiery red. He tilted his head, and his brows raised. "Hmm? Oh, this painting is..."

"The painting?" Jamil followed his gaze.

There was a young mermaid mounted upon a rock, a massive wave crashing into her from behind. Though the skies were dark and stormy, her face was full of light and sunshine. A great mane of fire whipped around her, the mermaid's chest thrust out and mouth open in joyful song.

"One of my favorite works of art."

"Somehow I doubt that..." Jamil sighed. "What exactly do you like about it?"

"Many things! For one, there is her gullible... er, excitable expression. You can see just how much wonder she has for the world. She's full of hope for her future prospects.

"In fact, this is the very same mermaid appears in some legends about the Sea Witch." Azul chuckled softly--though his growing smirk was anything but. "A mermaid so lovesick, she failed to meet the conditions set forth in her deal. Because of that, she incurred the Sea Witch's fury. It's a cautionary tale to always pay one's dues, fufufu."

"... No wonder why you like it," his peer grumbled. "For her to make a promise to the Sea Witch and then not follow through with her end of the bargain... How foolish. Her punishment is well-earned."

"Punishment? Perhaps one could use that word, but I see it as a form of the Sea Witch's compassion."

"There's nothing compassionate about debtor being raked across the coals."

"Compassion is not just kindness, Jamil-san. Compassion is also the sternness that comes from a place of caring. The Sea Witch surely must have also been heartbroken to turn her anger on a client whom she placed her trust in. Were she to leave the mermaid to be, the mermaid would likely run amok and commit the same acts of betrayal unto others. Her lesson would not be learned."

Azul shrugged. "You see? The Sea Witch is truly benevolent and merciful, even when she lets loose her rage."

"What a twisted mind you have. I can't say I disagree with the course of action though.”

“Poor, unfortunate little mermaid,” Azul cooed. “She longed to change herself for true love, risking the life she knew for the uncertainty of new opportunities.”

“Hmph, a person who desperately wants to change themselves?” Jamil’s mouth cocked into a smirk. “Now who does that remind us of, hmm?”

He was met with a bitter laugh.

“The world can be a harsh place,” Azul said, his response evasive. “I wonder if the mermaid was able to finally face it.”

What would she have done if her optimism had been crushed under the weight of a cruel reality? What if her new self was rejected after all her struggles and sacrifices? What if her efforts were all for naught?

What if, what if, what if.

What if he was the same as her?

The inept octopus. Not smart, not particularly good at swimming, too bulky. Sobbing in his private little pot, the inky tear trails a dead giveaway to his location.

Nice clothes, good grades, and lifestyle changes couldn’t bury that past in the sand. It was not enough—would never be enough.

Once, he would have desired to kick her down. To see a sand castle fall apart at his own hand, to relish in the destruction. Wipe away proof of his old incompetence.

Be rid of it forever.

Now, he knelt and encircled it with his arms, Hugged that piece of him against himself, reassured it with compassionate words.

You’re here.

You’re a part of me.

I will never reject you again.

“… Change is as natural and as common as the coming and going of the tides. Why fear the tides—why fear change?”

Why deny what I was then, and who I am now?

Then, donning his brightest—and perhaps most genuine—smile, Azul faced Jamil head-on.

“It is by the grace of the Sea Witch that we were able to learn such a valuable life lesson at no cost to ourselves! Isn’t that wonderful?”

#twisted wonderland #twst #Azul Ashengrotto #twst imagines #twst scenarios #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland scenarios #Azul birthday takeover #disney twisted wonderland #disnet twst #something no one asked for #spoilers #Jamil Viper

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Honeymoon Knight / Chapter 2 - Memories of Velis

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[Water City Velis]

~ Later ~

In front of us, there's a white sandy beach and... a crystal-clear sea stretching out. The pleasant sea breeze and the sound of waves seemed to welcome us.

Muu: "Wow! The sea really is cool and feels great!"

Lucas: "Fufu, Muu, it looks like you're having a blast."

> "He seems to have a lot of fun at the beach"

Watching Muu play in the sea from the shade of the trees are me and the butlers from the third floor.

Lamli: "Buu looks like he's having a good time... I wanna go into the sea too..."

Nac: "Lamli, you've said that just a while ago. Give it up already. Even though we're taking the turn to rest in Velis... in case of an emergency, we must join immediately."

Lamli: "I know that without you telling me! You're such a pain... Besides… we need to be on standby for emergencies, but... in this heat... Wearing these clothes while waiting is... It's just weird!"

Lucas: "I agree with Lamli on that... It's an order from above, so we can't do much about it. It's only June, so the temperature isn't that high, but... Velis does have strong sunlight."

> "Lamli, are you okay?"

Lamli: "Thanks for worrying! My lord! I'm fine for now since I'm using a parasol!"

Trudge… trudge… trudge… *marching on sand*

Muu: "Ehehe… Everyone, I'm back!"

> "Welcome back, Muu."

Muu: “...Sneeze!”

Lucas: "Oops... Was the water a bit cold?"

Nac: "It would be a problem if you caught a cold. Muu, please use this towel. After drying yourself, let's brush your fur with this brush. And this outfit that Flure made... Let's put it on elegantly.”

Muu: “Yes, Mr. Nac!"

Rustle… rustle…

Muu: "Phew~...! Thank you very much!"

Nac: "Yes! You're done changing."

> "You're well-prepared, Nac"

Nac: "Fufu, as a butler, I'm always prepared. I equip myself for diverse situations to ensure a prompt response. This level of readiness is simply part of my role as your butler."

Lamli: "I get what he's saying, but... Nac's way of saying it is annoying."

Nac: "Did you say something, Lamli?"

Lucas: "Alright, both of you. Stop, stop. We have a whole day to spend freely with the lord... Is it okay to spoil it with such a trivial argument?"

Lamli: "Ugh... well..."

Lucas: "We can freely act in Velis only for today. Tomorrow, we'll depart for a different city and have to return to escorting nobles. So, I think we should cherish this time. How about you two?"

Nac: "That's right. It's as Mr. Lucas said. My lord, excuse our rudeness."

Lamli: "I'm sorry, my lord.”

> “It's fine” > “Don't mind it”

Lamli: "My lord! Today, we're going to make sure you have a great time! Let's create the best memories together!"

> “Okay” > "Looking forward to it"

Lucas: "Well then, my lord. Let's stroll through the streets of Velis."

And so, we left the sea behind and headed towards the city.

[Water City Velis, East Area]

After walking for a while, we found ourselves in the eastern area of Velis. Velis is divided into four areas, and the east is known for having many restaurants and places to eat.

Muu: "We've been to this place before, right, my lord?"

> "Yes, indeed"

Lucas: "Come to think of it... The last time we came to Velis was last summer. We were assigned to guard the festival... The three of us on the third floor were in charge of this eastern area."

Nac: "It brings back memories. It's almost a year since that request."

Lamli: "Seriously... time flies. Especially since the lord arrived… The days seem to pass by incredibly quickly."

Nac: "Indeed. I feel the same way. The time spent with the lord is intense, and full of happiness, …. Fufu… probably because there's always a sense of new excitement and discovery with them."

> "Do you think so?"

Nac: "Yes... I'm sure the other butlers share this sentiment as well."

Lucas: "Fufu... Yeah, that's right."

> "Thank you. I feel the same way too"

Lamli: "But really! Thank you for giving us such happy and fulfilling days!"

Muu: "Fufufu ♪ The relationship between us butlers and the lord is really good! I suddenly wondered, though... Is the relationship between other nobles and their butlers like this too?"

Lucas: "Hmm, I doubt it. Our relationship with the lord is quite a unique case."

> (That's true...) > “I see”

Lucas: "During last year's June Bride, we even took wedding photos together. Well, I was the one who suggested it, though."

> “Yeah that happened” > "Normally, butlers don't take wedding photos with their lord, right?"

Lamli: "That photo session… was so much fun. I'd like to do it again~"

Nac: "Fufu... looking back... We've done various things with the lord. For example, here in Velis... We made an original tropical juice for the lord."

Muu: "I remember! It was a large glass of juice, right?"

Nac: "Yes. It was prepared with the concept of 'Something suitable for the lord who has a heart as vast as the sea'."

> "How nostalgic"

Lamli: "And then...! We also gazed at the stars with the lord! Lying on the beach at night… We spent the best night looking up at the Velis night sky!"

Lucas: “We took turns lying down between the three of us… We lay next to the lord, looking up at the stars. I actually planned to offer a lap pillow to the lord… but the lord was nervous and refused.”

> "Of course I would be nervous hearing such an offer…!"

Muu: "A lap pillow for the lord... That's not something you'd see in the relationships between other lords and butlers…"

Nac: "Not zero, but I'd say it's almost none."

Lamli: "Stop talking about what other butlers do, Buu! We are who we are. Don't worry about unnecessary things; we just need to focus on making our lord happy!"

Muu: "It looks like Mr. Lamli and the others are also having fun, though..."

Lamli: “E-errr..."

Nac: "Muu makes sharp remarks from time to time, doesn't he?"

Lucas: “Fufu... But you see, Muu... We're not forcing the lord to do any of it. Surely, a kind and open-minded lord like them… wants to bring us joy… By creating enjoyable moments that just skirt the boundaries of our roles as butlers… I believe that's what they're aiming for. Right, my lord?

> (Answering this question feels a bit embarrassing...)

I quietly nodded, feeling a bit nervous.

Muu: "I see! Fufufu. The relationship between the lord and the butlers is really good! It's so wonderful!"

Lucas: "Giving lap pillows for the lord..."

Nac: "Hm? Did you say something, Mr. Lucas?"

Lucas: "Uh-uh, it's nothing. Now then, my lord. While reminiscing about these nostalgic memories… Shall we walk a bit more through the city?"

> “Yes” > "Let's do that"

And so… we continued to explore the city of Velis while sharing memories.

note: I forgot it's called Venice in English. Could've written it as Velice. Idk if there is any official English spelling for the places, so please let me know if there is.

And just to clarify, the "Uh-uh" is not a stutter. It's like the negative version of "Uh-huh".

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writing-hat · 3 months

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🌹 for the wip game!

also, can I just say how much I love your writing?? I just finished your lava fic now and it was so damn sweet 😭 it brought me so much joy and I hope you know I'm back to obsessing over them again lmao, I'm also so glad we got to be moots!! :D

OH MY GOD??? THANK YOU SO MUCH TwT)/ I'm so happy you like my writing!!! and yesss lava for the win!! they're my babies forever. So glad I made you obsess again ehehehe I'll never stop writing those two fufufu

AND YAY TO BEEING MOOTS!!! I really like your content!! :0

SO YOU WIN (kinda angsty?)FLUFF!! HAHA! enjoy ( owo) (I hope you don't mind glacier that's the only sort of fluff I got rn)

“Why hasn’t Jay fixed it up by now?” He grumbled. “Instead of eating my cake.” Zane’s lips twitched, tempted to chuckle, before he sighed, turning back around to watch over the meal- a curry, now Cole could see it, with rice already cooking on the other side of the stove. He could feel his stomach grumbling in hunger at the sight, but it was quickly dulled away when Zane brought him back. “We lack materials. He promised he’d try to find some when coming back from the mission, but… I doubt there will be any. Pixal already asked Cyrus Borg, but it seems like there’s a limited stock of titanium everywhere. I said I could wait.” Cole frowned, placing a hand on the robot’s shoulder to demand his attention. “But it’s bothering you. I can see that.” He shook his head, a sad smile stretching his lips. And that made Cole worry more; he wanted this current pain to go away. He couldn’t bare seeing him like that. “It is not the most wonderful thing to look at.”

#glaciershipping #rain tag #ninjago cole #ninjago zane #hat's words #hat's fics

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liviavanrouge · 4 months

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Revenge

Livia: *Stretches, popping her joints*

Savannaclaw student: *Laughs* You sure you wanna fight me? Aren't you Diasomnia students only good at magic

Heartslabyul Student: She thinks just cause our dorm heads agreed to this, she's all that

Leona: Idiots.

Riddle: I don't even have to off their head to teach them a lesson this time, how convenient...

Lilia: *Cackles*

Malleus: *Smiles smugly* Be careful, Beastie

Epel: *Stares silently, his arm in a cast* Liv...

Savannaclaw student: Bring i-

Livia: *Roundhouse kicks the male down, slamming him face first into the dirt, her eyes narrowed*

Heartslabyul student: YOU-!!

Livia: *Crescent kicks the student down, using the outside version of it, her face expressionless*

Riddle: *Walks over to his dorm mate, smiling in amusement* Learned your lesson?

Leona: *Chuckles* Look at you, butt in the air

Lilia: Fufufu! And you told Livia to be careful!

Malleus: *Laughs* Force of habit~

Livia: *Wraps an arm around Epel's neck* How's your arm?

Epel: Thanks to Professor Crewel's potion, it'll be better in three days

Livia: *Nods, walking away beside him* That's good

Ziro: *Throws the unconscious savannaclaw student over his shoulder*

Denzel: *Carries the heartslabyul student, chuckling*

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fic-pickyourpoison · 1 year

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Okay , I keep re-reading the most recent chapters and a what if/au keeps rattling around.

What would it look like if Law and Lami were separated and didn't find each other until Dressrosa? Lami forced to stay under Doflomingo?

Spicy, I like it.

AU / What if Lami were forced to stay under Dolfamingo when the siblings separated?

Law doesn't recognize the woman before him.

There are similarities, of course-- his mother's hair, their father's eyes. The cocky, arrogant stance of someone with the bone-deep assurance that nothing could make them hurt in any way worthwhile. It's almost comforting, in the most ironic of ways, to see that this has not changed. There is a burning at the back of his eyes, an emotion that he has not allowed himself to feel in years.

Looking at his sister had always been akin to staring into a void; intangible and speaking in foreign tongues.

But, no, Law does not recognize this person.

She stares at him with bland, sallow eyes. Irises as black as they've ever been; the bottomless pit of the world-known conundrum that was his sister. But there is no recognition to her features. No joy or anger.

Law closes his eyes. Grief roots itself into his chest.

He knows, without a doubt, that he is simply a stranger to her now.

"No!" She shouts, scrambling over the snow in a frantic. She has to hurry, she has to hurry, she has to hurry-- She skids in front of Corazon's prone form, feeling her knees scrape and tear. Her fingers are red from the chill and her hands shake as she raises them in front of her.

Doflamingo stands before her, gun outstretched and now pointing at her chest.

"Dove," he says, voice bland, "move aside."

She breathes in and out, calling upon the lightning that lives in her veins as she says, "I can't. I won't."

For a long moment, she is convinced that he is going to shoot her. The cold that she feels in his voice is far more chilling than the North Blue could ever hope to achieve--but she stands strong, jaw set, as she stares him down.

"Lami--" behind her, Corazon chokes out her name. There is anguish in his tone--it rattles her heart to its core.

"You know what we do with traitors, don't you?" Doflamingo says, an eyebrow quirking up.

"He's your brother," she insists, as though a man as cold-hearted as this would ever bother to care for such a fact, "he deserves a second chance."

Doflamingo pauses. His head tilts gradually to the side.

"Please." It does not hurt her pride to beg, in this moment. It is simply a pragmatic necessity. "Please, give him another chance."

Law is gone. Law is safe.

She repeats this to herself over and over.

This is all that matters, now.

Lami stands at Corazon's side as she stitches him back together. It is gruesome work, but a few bullet wounds won't hurt a man like this. Her hope, her saviour--Corazon has wept nonstop since they got back on the ship.

Even when Doflamingo arrives, the younger brother continues to weep with an arm thrown over his face.

Failure, she supposes, runs deep.

Doflamingo hands her an apple--it takes her by surprise. She sets aside the gauze and her gloves and accepts the gift.

"How cruel of you to make him stay, despite knowing how much he suffers. Fufufu~ It would have been kinder to let him die." Doflamingo murmurs, soft in a way that might convince those who didn't know any better. "And here I had thought he had grown out of his tears. Pity. I suppose it was all just an act, too, in the end."

His voice gradually seeps into a slow, quiet laugh as he stretches out a hand over Corazon's chest.

"Don't worry, Dove. I'll ensure that there won't be a second time for betrayal."

Strings curl out from his fingers and crawl into his brother's skin. Lami can only watch in quiet horror as Corazon's body arches and as his mouth parts in a silent scream.

Anger quickly takes over as she whips to hiss, "What are you-"

"Be a good girl," Doflamingo says, leaning down to whisper in her ear, "or I'll crush his heart."

His fingers twitch and the apple in her hand splits into seventeen pieces.

She stares at the juice that starts to drip from her fingers, static finding its way to her ears as Doflamingo continues to laugh.

The skies of Dressrosa are bright and clear.

It takes time for Lami to get accustomed. Her skin is hardened for the chill of the North Blue's eternal winter, but the sun here is searing. It beats down on her, sizzling, in the same way a red-hot end of an iron poker makes her skin bubble and peel. She lives with the discomfort.

Lami holds no ill-will towards it and simply accepts the heat in sufferance.

She understands that this is the very fabric of the island battling against them, nature revolting against the poison that has been infected in its ecosystem. After everything, the blistering heat is the bare minimum of what the Donquixote deserve for what they have done to the people of Dressrosa.

With his strings and broken promises, Doflamingo makes the land bend and break. Soon enough they have kneeled, its citizens segregated and melded to the desire of their new leader.

Lami watches with bland eyes. She wishes she could forget, too.

She is twenty and a party is thrown at the top of the castle.

Scantily clad men and women lounge across the pool patio as food and drink are passed around. The Elite Officers sit upon their dedicated seats, watching their respective prey with the lax of a fattened cat. Fast-beat music starts to play as the final rays of sun start to dwindle; a woman drags Diamante up to dance and suddenly the entire patio has turned into a rave.

Baby 5 and Buffalo sit at a table with five other people playing blackjack--or, at least, she's pretty sure it's black jack. She's also pretty sure that Buffalo keeps taking Baby 5's winnings.

Lami crosses her arms over her chest as she watches them from the roof, a fruity drink with an umbrella in hand.

( Three hours ago she had sawed a man apart.

She can still smell the blood and bone marrow. Lami's not entirely convinced that she had cleaned it all out from the cracks in her fingernails.

I must live in a different world than these people, she thinks. How carefree they must be, to dance and drink and fuck, while others are getting their limbs taken off piece by piece for the consumption of others. )

A flash of pink catches her attention. Lami observes as Doflamingo wades into the crowd of dancers--closer and closer to the dancing princess, who drags him into the center of the throng of people. It doesn't take long before they are near melded together, swaying to the beat of the music.

Lami's stomach twists with revulsion at the sight. She knows what's going to happen, later.

Violet is only a few years older than her.

Tossing her glass into the sea of dancers, Lami slides off the roof and slips through a window before the chaos of the shattering glass ensues.

Lami is twenty-three the first time she sees Law since they were children.

It's only a picture--his bounty poster splayed across the world as part of the "Worst Generation". The doctor of Death, they say. She stares at the figure in the photo; features similar but different.

Grief finds itself worming inside her chest:

isn't it awful that, at this moment, she barely feels a thing?

She has lived longer without him than with him. Lami is glad that he has continued his story; that he is alive and well and making the world suffer the consequences of their actions--

Maybe there's a part of her that is bitter, too.

He never came to save her.

#ask #drabbles #i;m sorry this is late!#this has been sitting in my drafts for literal] months

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mysteryshoptls · 11 months

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R Jade Leech PE Uniform Personal Story

"A fascinatingly strange conversation"

[Cafeteria]

Jade: Hm. It's happening today again.

Azul: Jade? What's wrong, why are you looking around like that?

Jade: Ah, my apologies. I feel as though someone is watching me.

Azul: Watching you? I am standing right here beside you, and don't feel anything. Perhaps it's just your imagination.

Jade: I believed that it could be my imagination at first, but it seems I was mistaken.

Jade: Mostly due to the fact that I have been feeling it for the past few days.

Azul: Eh.

Jade: Right? It seems too frequent for it to be simply my own imagination.

Azul: If it's something you've noticed, then why not mention it before this?

Jade: I simply did not think it was worth bringing to your attention.

Azul: So you have reason to believe that someone is secretly monitoring you… But that is all you know?

Jade: Fufu, yes, indeed. However, I will say that I do not sense any hostility.

Jade: It does not seem like they are aiming for any sort of revenge. They are simply observing me.

Azul: There's no way that someone is watching you without an ulterior motive. They must have some goal in mind.

Azul: …Furthermore, it would be troublesome if they were to nose about and interfere in our "business."

Jade: Of course, since everything we do is quite suspect.

Azul: Don't say aloud anything unnecessary. In any case, make sure you eliminate this dissident as quick as you can.

Jade: Understood. Then, I suppose I shall just have to deal with them myself.

[Sports Field]

4th Period: Physical Education

Jade: …

Riddle: Jade, did you not hear Vargas-sensei's instructions? You're my partner for today's stretching exercises.

Jade: Ah, Riddle-san. My apologies, I was deep in thought.

Riddle: It's not often I catch you so absent-minded. Is something on your mind?

Jade: Not at all. I was simply thinking to myself, "they're right behind me."

Riddle: Behind you? What? Who is?

Jade: They're hiding inside the thicket behind us… Excuse me a moment.

Riddle: What are you doing, rummaging through the bushes like that…?

???: It seems I've been caught.

Riddle: Ack! Who's there!?

Rook: Well done, Jade-kun. It's astounding that you were able to find a hunter like myself so easily.

Riddle: Rook-senpai!? Wh-What were you doing in the bushes…!?

Jade: I had surmised as such.

Jade: It was you who had been watching me for some time now, wasn't it, Rook-san?

Rook: Oui!

Riddle: For some time now? What in the world are you talking about…?

Rook: Recently, I've found Jade-kun to be… quite fascinating.

Riddle: Eh…!?

Jade: Hm. Perhaps you could elaborate some more.

Rook: This is a tale that begins on a beautiful, starry night. As the stars flickered in the night sky, it brought to the forefront of my mind the waves of an ocean.

Rook: Just like how the stars twinkle in the sky, there are many creatures under the sea that have a luminescence.

Rook: So I asked myself, just what kind of dazzling gleam would they give off if they were on land…?

Rook: …Once that thought entered my mind… My curiosity continued to grow! So much so that I could not sleep a wink!

Rook: And thus, I decided to observe you, as you are from the Coral Sea.

Jade: I see.

Rook: Your diet, habits, walking speed, sleep schedule, heart rate, blinking rate… I have recorded all this and much more.

Riddle: How did you gather that much information just from observation!? That's more stalking than anything…

Jade: There was nothing that special, however, was there? Are you certain I was not a boring subject?

Rook: No, no, your habits were all very fascinating. Merci!

Rook: Now, if there ever comes a time I must target a denizen of the ocean, I shall not have any issues.

Jade: Oh my, and here I thought you were a hunter, Rook-san, not an angler.

Rook: That's very true. Ahaha, see, isn't it all very fascinating?

Jade: Fufufu, indeed. This is a fascinatingly strange conversation.

Rook: Hahaha!

Jade: Fufufu!

Jade/Rook: Ahahahaha!!

Riddle: …I'm going to go find another partner. Please, you two just enjoy yourselves.

Requested by @wondersofdusk.

#twisted wonderland #twst #jade leech #riddle rosehearts #azul ashengrotto #rook hunt #twst jade #twst riddle #twst azul #twst rook #twst translation

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akkivee · 6 months

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bat’s autumn lines in arb!!!!

i can’t believe my shitty dad is forcing me to rake up these damn leaves just as i was heading out!!!! …..there’s no way he thinks it’s possible to clean all this up when the leaves are still falling???

oh, so the leaves have changed around here too. but going into the mountains will give you the best sense of the season change than walking around town will

within the garden that stretches as high as heavens, fruits as brilliant as jewels may be harvested, its flesh ripe for your pleasure. fufufu…… oh, such sweetness!! without a doubt, i must summon my master and my god to partake!!!!

when the weather gets cooler, i like to go shopping for autumn goods but there’s always so much to consider!! i wonder what kind of vibe i should go for this year……

the trees have begun to change colours. next time i get to take day off, i’ll take my bike out and head into the mountains. i’m sure I can find a good spot to enjoy the autumn leaves

……alright, that’s just about cooked to perfection. of course, i’ve picked the harvests best for roasting so there’s no way the flavours won’t be delicious. …heh, then i might as well eat these now

#this is vee speaking #the arb chronicles #you know the drill always trust other tls and not mine lmao #another year another autumn kuukou complains about raking leaves LOL #it’s nice he enjoys watching the seasons change like in spring and fall lmao since he turns into a raging dragon any other occasion LOL #jyushi is fun to tl when i’m not trying to be as close to transliteration as possible #like sometimes i think it’s best to let go and let your inner edgy teen take over to interpret what he’s saying LOL #i like that hitoya seems to be enjoying what he other teammates are tho 🥺🥺🥺#hitoya wants to hit up the mountains and is enjoying his seasonal foods like jyushi 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

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DIABOLIK LOVERS Mukami Family 5th Eternal Blood Vol.3 & Vol.4 Animate Tokuten Drama CD “A Certain Day at the Mukami Household

Original title: ある日の無神家 [コウ・アズサ編]

Source: Diabolik Lovers Mukami Family 5th Eternal Blood Vol. 3 & Vol. 4 Animate Tokuten Drama CD

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Kimura Ryouhei & Kishio Daisuke

Translator’s note: This CD was very...random lol. I did not expect a power tower to be inside Kou’s package AT ALL. Honestly, the most tricky thing about this CD was to make sense out of all the background noises and get an accurate mental image of what is going on. This is definitely the kind of CD where I wished there was some kind of visuals to help me with that.

*Ding・dong*

…

*Ding・dong*

Kou: …Hey! The doorbell’s ringing! I’m kind of too busy to open the door right now!

…Nobody’s around? Geezー Guess I have no other choice.

Kou gets up.

*Ding・dong*

Kou: Yeah, yeah…Who is it?

He opens the door.

Kou: …Oh. A delivery. You need my signature, right? …Wait! It’s huge! Whose package is this…? Let me see…’Mukami Kou’...For me!?

The delivery man asks for his signature.

Kou: Ah, my signature, right?

*Scribble*

Kou: This’ll do, right? …Just leave it there for now. I’ll figure out what to do with it.

*Thud*

Kou: Thanks!

The deliveryman leaves.

Kou: I’ll get in trouble if I leave it out here in the hallway, huh? That being said, there’s no way I can carry such a large package all by myself…

Azusa: …What’s wrong?

Kou: Uwah! …Azusa-kun!? You’ve been standing there!? Don’t give me a scare!

Azusa: Oh…My bad.

Kou: Perfect timing though~!

Azusa: Eh?

Kou: I actually just had this huge package delivered to me. I can’t carry it on my own so help me out, will you?

Azusa: With package you mean…this? …Mmh, sure.

Kou: Well then, let’s carry it to the living room right now! You hold that side, okay? Ready? …Three, two, one…!

They lift the box.

*Rustle*

Azusa: Uu…It’s even heavier…than I expected…I wonder what would happen…if I were to rest it on the floor…I’m sure my hands would get crushed underneath…hurting them…Fufufu…

*Rustle rustle*

Kou: Ah, hey! Don’t tilt it! You can think about that sorta stuff once we’re in the living room, okay!?

Azusa: Okay, gotcha…

*Rustle*

Azusa: I’ll carry it to the living room, okay?

They start moving towards the living room.

*TIMESKIP*

Kou: Ah…I’ll pu it down here, okay? Ready…Go! There!

*Thud*

Azusa: There…

*Thud*

Azusa: Phew…

Kou: Ah~ That was so heavy. I’m glad we managed to get it here but what now?

Azusa: What’s inside this package?

Kou: No idea. It’s a package for me so I guess I’ll open it.

Azusa: Mmh.

Kou opens the package.

*Rustle rustle*

*Cling*

Kou: I knew it…I mean, I kind of had a feeling it’d be this.

Azusa: …?

You walk up to them.

Azusa: Ah…

Kou: Oh, M-neko-chan, you were at home? You should have answered the door earlier then.

You apologize.

Kou: Answer the door next time if you’re just going to say sorry now…Wait, are you listening?

You ask about the huge package.

Azusa: Kou got this, apparently.

You ask who it’s from.

Kou: Or rather, it’s the prize I won at a variety show the other day. I gave them permission to deliver it to my private address because there’s not enough room at the agency but I had no idea it’d be this large of a package.

You ask what it is.

Kou: You’ve never seen one of these, M-neko-chan? This is a power tower. They’re running a little behind on the trends though.

Azusa: How come you know about this, Kou?

Kou: Who cares. Anyway, this doesn’t fit the aesthetic of my room and Ruki will definitely get upset if I leave it here in the living room. Guess I’ll throw it out before anyone else finds out.

Azusa: Mmh. I believe that’s for the best.

You protest.

Kou: Eh? Why would it be a waste when I know I won’t use it?

You explain.

Kou: I don’t care if it was a prize or not. It’d just use up space and get in the way, right?

Azusa: We won’t get anything out of it by placing it here.

Kou: Yup, exactly! Besides, can you imagine Ruki using this thing to stretch every morning?

You shake your head.

Kou: Right?

Azusa: I…can’t imagine it either.

You frown.

Kou: If you’re that persistent about it, why don’t you give it a try? Then tell me what you thought of it! If you’re very positive about it, I might just change my mind.

You hesitate.

Kou: I mean, if you don’t want me to throw it out, you better try and change my mind quickly. So come on, give it a try. You can’t help her, Azusa-kun. Just stand there and watch.

Azusa: Mmh…I understand.

*Rustle rustle*

Kou: …What’s that~? Having trouble reaching it, perhaps? I mean, the bar’s up pretty high after all. Maybe you should try jumping into the air to grasp onto it?

*Thud*

Kou: Come on, M-neko-chan! Jump a little higher! That should be easy for a kitty like you, right?

*Thud thud*

*Cling*

Kou: Wow! Great job~! …So, how does it feel, hanging down from it?

You explain.

Kou: Heeh…Now that you mention it, your back does seem perfectly straightened. Seems like someone has taken a liking to it, huh?

You nod.

Kou: I see. Then why not stay like that a bit longer? While we’re at it, I’ll turn it into an even better experience for you~ One sec, okay?

Kou steps away for a few seconds.

Kou: Sorry for the wait. You’re still hanging onto the bar, right?

*Thud*

Kou: It’s impossible to read without a stepping stool after all. …Now if I do thisーー

*Rustle rustle*

You ask what he’s doing.

Kou: Huh? I’m using this rope to tie you to the bar. This way you can keep hanging on it even if you let go, see? …All ready!

*Rustle*

Kou: Ahahaha! Now you can truly get the full experience! This device, you see…

*Rustle*

Kou: I wonder if it’s meant to improve these back muscles?

*Rustle rustle*

Kou: Aah, I see~ I guess you train them by wriggling around like that~ Then do you think it’d improve these muscles as well?

*Rustle*

Kou: Fufu, what’s wrong, M-neko-chan? You’re twisting your body from left to right~

You protest.

Kou: Heeh…It doesn’t work to improve the neck muscles, you say? Then maybe you should make even bigger movements! …Like this!

*Rustle rustle*

Kou: Fufufu…Does that tickle~? …Right, right! If you move your whole body like that, it might really work wonders! I’ll tickle you some more, okay?

*Rustle rustle*

Kou: Fufufu…Ahahaha! Ah, right! I just had a glorious idea! I need to get something from my room so hang on! …Azusa-kun, she’s hanging down like that to fix her bad posture so let’s both try our hardest for her sake, okay?

Azusa: I see…Gotcha.

Kou runs off.

Azusa: …I wonder what has gotten into Kou all of a sudden? He seemed to be having a blast.

You reach out to Azusa.

Azusa: …Yes? You want to ask me something?

You ask Azusa to help you out.

Azusa: Why do you want me to let you down? It’s for your own good, isn’t it?

You explain.

Azusa: It hurts? Then…I’ll let you down right away, okay?

He walks over and starts untying the rope.

*Rustle rustle*

Azusa: …Hm…Huh? It’s been tied with a really complex knot…

*Rustle rustle*

Azusa: Oh…You want me to put you down on the floor? …Mmh. Sure.

*Rustle*

Azusa: Oh…I wonder if I could use this lever to change the height of the bars?

*Cling cling*

Azusa: Is this good? Can you reach the floor with your feet now?

You nod.

Azusa: Mmh. …Hey. How badly do your wrists hurt?

You explain.

Azusa: A numbing pain? In that case…I should really try and remove the rope.

*Rustle rustle*

Azusa: I’ll start with this side, okay? …Ugh…

*Rustle rustle*

Azusa: Eve, are you alright? Your arms must hurt, huh? I promise I’ll untie you at once.

*Rustle*

Azusa: Ugh…Uu…

*Rustle rustle*

Azusa: Hm…

Azusa continues to struggle with the rope.

Azusa: Oh…!

The power tower nearly tips over.

*Cling*

Azusa: …Ugh…That was close…My bad, Eve…Ugh…

Azusa tries to fix it back in place.

*Cling*

Azusa: Phew…

Kou: Ah! Hey! Azusa-kun, what are you doing!? I told you not to touch it but you’ve lowered the bar!

Azusa: S-Sorry…I just couldn’t watch her in pain. …Ah, by the way, Kou. What did you bring with you?

Kou: My phone! I figured it’d be fun to snap a couple of pictures of her! I was even going to show them to Ruki-kun and Yuma-kun afterwards but that plan’s been kind of ruined now.

You beg Kou to untie you.

Kou: Yeah, I know. I’ll remove the ropes right away. Ah-aah~ Boringー

Azusa: I’ll help untie you as well…

*Rustle rustle*

Kou: Huh? That’s strange…It’s not coming loose at all…Ugh…

Azusa: What will we do…if we can’t untie the knot…?

Kou: I’m sure we’ll find a way somehow! Come on, tug onto this rope together with me!

Azusa: Mmh…Okay.

Kou: Ready, go!

They both tug onto the rope.

*Rustle*

Kou: …Phew, it’s loose!

Azusa: Haah…We did it.

*Cling cling cling*

You lose your balance as the power tower nearly falls on top of you.

Kou: Ah…Uwah! watch out!

Kou stops it just in time.

*Thud*

Kou: …Phew, made it on time…

Azusa: Eve, are you alright…?

You nod.

Azusa: …Ah. …Hm?

*Rustle*

Kou: …Ah. Don’t tell me…the thing we’re stepping on right now is…Ruki-kun’s precious book, isn’t it…?

Azusa: Yeah. …The pages are all creased…

*Rustle*

Kou: Oh no! We’ll be in serious trouble if he finds out! We have to get rid of all evidence before he gets home!

Azusa: E-Eh…? But…How do we do that…?

Kou: We untied you, so you should fix this for us, M-neko-chan!

You tell them there’s nothing you can do.

Kou: Gosh, you’re so useless! Ruki-kun could be home literally any second now!

They can hear the front door opening in the background.

Azusa: Ah…Aah…W-What do we do…? Seems like he’s home…

Kou: Uwah…We have no other choice but to run then! Come on, you two! Hurry up!

Kou starts running away.

Azusa: Run…? But where do we go then?

Kou: That doesn’t matter! Anywhere Ruki-kun can’t find us!

You ask him what to do with the power tower.

Kou: I don’t care about that thing right now! If I had known this would happen, I would have thrown it out as soon as I had the chance!

Azusa: If Eve no longer needs it, let’s get rid of it.

Kou: Oh come on! Let’s just run before Ruki-kun gets here!

Azusa: Ah, wait…!

All three of you make a run for it.

ーー THE END ーー

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #kou mukami #azusa mukami #diabolik lovers translation #diabolik lovers drama cd #drama cd

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dollhouse-tales · 11 months

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Welcome back, “Master Gracey” || The Haunted Mansion: The Ghost Realm

“It’s been 60 years since my last visit… and I must say, it’s been quite a while, “Master Gracey”. Your eyes, they’re such a beautiful sky blue, with fair skin and lovely freckles. And your hair, such a long, soft purple with white streaks. It would look so beautiful in my hatbox. I’ll take good care of it, fufufu~ Sadly, there simply is no time to catch up, for he is coming. And that devil... he is quite unpleasant, I'm afraid so.”

If you would like to participate in this essence, don’t be shy! This essence is a part two to the Barriere Hotel packages! Because of this, you can find everything to do with this essence underneath the [hotel] tag, and therefore, please use [hotel] in your ask! Also, while some of the titles use gendered terms like "men", they can be any gender! However, some characters here have established genders, like Leona [who is a girl] while some are masculine/feminine PRESENTING but technically genderless [like Collecting and "Ba'al"] so just keep that in mind ^^ if you're unsure, just ask :]

The Double-Edged Sword || Essence Skins

Essence S-Tier Costume | Collecting Millennium (Based on: The Hatbox Ghost | ???)

Essence A-Tier Costume | “Master Gracey” (Based on: Master Gracey | Sophia "Gracey") || Susannah Marina [ @scripts-and-reports ]

Essence A-Tier Costume | The Hitchhiker: Mistaken Criminal (Based on: Gus | ???)

Essence A-Tier Costume | The Hitchhiker: Corrupted Sale (Based on: Phineas Plump | ???)

Essence A-Tier Costume | The Hitchhiker: The Vagabond (Based on: Ezra Beane | ???) || Gabriel [ @ask-the-artist-lily ]

Essence B-Tier Costume | The Head Chef (???)

Essence B-Tier Costume | The Searcher (???)

Essence B-Tier Costume | The 5th Dimension ("Ba'al")

Essence B-Tier Costume | A Sanguine Gaze ("Sanguine")

Essence B-Tier Costume | My Flannel Lover (Diane Winter)

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A Crystallized Future || Shop Skins

Shop S-Tier Skin | Visions of Fog (Based on: Madame Leota | Leona Romans) || Taegan Collins [ not sure what blog to tag tbh so I uhhh. Yeah! ]

Shop A-Tier Skin | The Singing Phantom One (Based on: Rolo Rumkin)

Shop A-Tier Skin | The Singing Phantom Two (Based on: Uncle Theodore)

Shop A-Tier Skin | The Singing Phantom Three (Based on: Cousin Alegron)

Shop A-Tier Skin | The Singing Phantom Four (Based on: Ned Nub)

Shop A-Tier Skin | The Singing Phantom Five (Based on: Phineas Pock)

Shop A-Tier Skin | The Stretching Portrait: The Tightrope Walker (Based on: Sally Slater | Margret "Margie" Misfortune) || Hattie [@ask-the-idv-jazz-singer ]

Shop A-Tier Skin | The Stretching Portrait: The Dynamite Gentleman (Based on: ??? | ??? Hatchaway) || Hugo [ @idv-thespians ]

Shop A-Tier Skin | The Stretching Portrait: The Three Quicksand Men (Based on: ???, ???, and ??? | The ??? Siblings)

Shop A-Tier Skin | The Stretching Portrait: The Black Widow (Based on: ??? | Caitlin Misfortune)

Light Butterflies || Upgraded Skins from Part One

[ S-Tier | The Overseer: The Ghost Host ]

[ S-Tier | Twilight's Command ]

Investigative Journalism || Short Character/Skin Descriptions

Collecting Millennium | ???

An oddball. Collecting the heads of different spirits and sealing them inside his hatbox, something about them seems... wrong. He doesn't seem to have ever been human... almost like he's pure spiritual energy.

“Master Gracey” | Sophia "Gracey"

A descendant of the Gracey family. She ended up on the Barriere Hotel's grounds due to a mysterious letter simply addressed to one "Master Gracey".

The Hitchhiking Ghosts

A pair of three hitchhiking ghosts. It's said they were taken before their time, and aren't ready to depart from the living just yet... and they follow no master.

The Head Chef | ???

A hot-tempered ghoulish chef who follows the orders of the Hatbox Master. They harbor a particular hatred towards the "Host", becoming an explosive ghost at the mere mention.

The Searcher | ???

A lost soul, torn in half by the "Host" and left to permanently wander the ghost realm, sobbing in sorrow. They follow no one, too confused to realize there is a path to be desired.

The 5th Dimension | "Ba'al"

One of the few sentient locals of the 5th Dimension. The title sounds familiar... but you can't put your finger on why?

A Sanguine Gaze | "Sanguine"

A follower of the Hatbox, "Sanguine" is loyal to the master who rescued her from an eternity of blind suffering.

My Flannel Lover | Diane Winter

The dearest friend of Sophia, and a dear friend who recently went missing...

Visions of Fog | Leona Romans

The ancestor of Lucien Aliceson and a medium bridging the ghost realm with our own. She was granted with the power of visions.

The Phantom 5

A quintet of traveling ghost musicians... with powerful, hypnotic ghosts. They are followers of the "Host"... and are quite a tricky gang too.

The Stretching Portrait: The Tightrope Walker | Margret "Margie" Misfortune

A melancholy soul who died in a bad accident, orchestrated by the "Phantom of the Manor"... She is trapped within the depths of the manor and has placed her trust in the Hatbox.

The Stretching Portrait: The Dynamite Gentleman | ??? Hatchaway

A humble, shy gentleman, yet... a bit pathetic, and clumsy. He does not like people, asides from his little sister, his only ally in this cruel world.

The Stretching Portrait: The Three Quicksand Men The ??? Siblings

A trio of three siblings, illegitimate children to the Misfortune Family. They were condemned to the quicksand pit by their father to keep the "pristine" nature of the Misfortune Family... and have been forgotten by nearly all of history. Naturally, they follow the Hatbox, for the "Host" is but a cruel gleam of a life they were robbed of.

The Stretching Portrait: The Black Widow | Caitlin Misfortune

The wife of Mister Misfortune, who murdered her husband after the effective slaughter of the quicksand men. Those boys may not be her true sons... but a mother's fury always has a price to be paid. She sides with no one, only doing what's in the best interest of her boys. All four of them.

The Overseer: The Ghost Host | ???

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Twilight's Command | Twilight Bates

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#mod ghost #ooc | mod post #connection | essence content #[hotel]#*drops this on you and runs*

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the-himawari · 1 year

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A3! Citron - Translation [SSR] Childhood Friend’s Caretaker (2/3)

*Please read disclaimer on blog; default name set as Izumi

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Citron: …

Izumi: Woah! Citron-kun, that outfit…!

Citron: Oh, Director! How do I look in Hana High’s school uniform?

Izumi: You look amazing! Did you borrow that from Banri-kun?

Citron: Yes! When I told him it was for my role study, he went out of his way to dig it out for me. How did you know though? I never mentioned Banri.

Izumi: Sakuya said that he was sure you must’ve went to Banri-kun to borrow his uniform.

Citron: Sakuya sure knows me~. I’ve actually borrowed Banri’s clothes before.

Izumi: Oh, really? If you wanted Hana High’s uniform, then I assumed you would’ve asked Sakuya, your roommate.

Citron: I probably could have fit Sakuya’s, but it would definitely be a tight squeeze. Sakuya’s memento will stretch a whole lot. Besides, it’s good manners to wear your school uniform properly.

Izumi: I see. By the way, I see you were about to enter room 102. What are you going to do in that look?

Citron: High school students have early mornings—I learned that from Sakuya.

Izumi: Huh?

Citron: Fufufu… you stay quiet too, Director.

*door opens*

-pause-

Masumi: Zzz, zzz…

Citron: …

Izumi: (He’s slowly climbing the bed… Wait, where did he get that frying pan from!?)

*bangs pan*

Citron: Masumi-kun~! It’s morning! You’re going to be bait~!!*

Masumi: …

Citron: You have class from first period today~! If you’re late, then you’ll lose your class credits and you’ll lose your life~!

Masumi: …Shut up.

Citron: Oh, Masumi is Mr. Grumpy pants when he wakes up. Come on, come on. Get out of bed and get ready! First, head to the bathroom and wash your face~!

Masumi: …

*door closes*

Izumi: W-what was that…?

Citron: The morning of a high school student… I heard from Sakuya that it all starts with waking Masumi up!

Izumi: (Rather than a high school student’s morning, that’s Sakuya’s morning since his high school days…!)

-pause-

Muku: We’re going!

Yuki: We’re off.

Izumi: See you. Take care!

Citron: HA! I have another mission!

*runs off*

Izumi: (What is he planning to do next…?)

-pause-

Citron: …

Yuki: …Hey, what’s up with that? We’ve been followed by a weirdo for a while now.

Muku: Umm… you see, Citron-sama said he’s experiencing a day in the life of a high school student to prepare for his role.

Yuki: Oh, that’s why he’s wearing a school uniform? I thought he was cosplaying.

Muku: Yeah. And so, I’d like you to help him out too, Yuki-kun.

Yuki: Fine by me, I guess. …So following us on the way to school is how he’s acting as a typical high school student?

Citron: …HA! … *Sigh*…

Muku: W-what’s the matter, Citron-sama?

Citron: Nothing happened, so I’m disappointed.

Yuki: Huh?

Citron: On the morning road to school, at the street corner… I thought I'd bump into a high schooler running with a piece of bread in their mouth.

Yuki: You read way too much manga.

Muku: I know what you mean! I might have that sort of fateful encounter… Sometimes I walk to school with that sense of excitement!

Citron: You think like that too, Muku?

Muku: Yes! I haven’t experienced anything like that yet though…

Citron: Don’t give up, Muku. I’m sure you’ll run into a wild high schooler at the next corner.

Muku: Great…!

Yuki: …I’m going ahead.

*walks away*

Muku: Ah, Yuki-kun! Wait up~!

Citron: Yuki, wait! You walk so fast~!

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*Citron says “打刻” (dakoku: stamp/engrave) instead of “遅刻” (chikoku: late)

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#a3!#a3! translation #a3! citron #act! addict! actors!

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 3 months

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There’s no note or anything to detail whoever the sender is, but in front of Crowley’s office doors is a huge bouquet of black roses. That’s all!

I hope you don’t mind me adding the other staff to this interaction! I thought it would be more fun to have other people present so Crowley could bounce off of them.

Enter; An Unkindness of Ravens.

The bushel of black roses completely obscured Crowley’s torso as he lugged it into his office. The other staff, sitting in a circle, startled at the comedic sight.

“Headmaster, what is that?” Trein inquired, his brows creasing. From his lap, Lucius let out a low meow.

“Fufufu, it seems I have a secret admirer! Which, if you think about it, shouldn’t be that surprising! Who could resist a handsome, clever old charmer like myself?” Crowley replied proudly. “There’s no card or sender ID, but they’ve sent me these lovely flowers.”

The staff members shared bewildered looks with one another.

“Perhaps they weren’t intended for you,” Crewel, the first to speak, suggested.

“They must not know about your personality yet,” Vargas joked, his tone jovial. He passed a glance to Sam. “Or maybe it’s a prank?”

“Not from me!” Sam held up both hands. “The Mystery Shop does keep all kinds of flowers in stock—but sending a free bouquet of this size as a PR stunt? Without a proper calling card, and when there aren’t many potential customers around to witness it? That’s bad business, my friend!”

“Whoever sent it must have been embarrassed about the gift being tied back to them… That must be why they hid their identity,” Trein surmised.

“The flowers themselves could be a bad omen,” Crewel added. “Black roses herald death, loss, mourning, and farewells. Dishonor and hatred are also—”

“They could also mean mystery and elegance, both of which are apt descriptors for your benevolent headmaster,” Crowley interrupted. “Wh-Why are you all assuming the absolute worst of this?!”

Another round of looks exchanged between the staff.

“It’s you,” they simultaneously announced.

“Yes, and?! I’m a catch!!”

The room went silent.

“Well,” said Crewel at last, “that is, I suppose, debatable… if we stretch the definition of being ‘a catch’.”

“Y-You’re all just jealous!” Crowley huffed defensively. He shielded the bouquet of black roses with his arms, as if embracing a beloved child. “Jealous that you were not the one recognized for your excellency!!”

“Oh, please.” Crewel’s eyes are steely ice, challenging. “You think too highly of yourself. If I were you, I would be questioning the ethics of an instructor accepting such a showy present, not reveling in it.”

“I wouldn’t mind something as simple as a carton of eggs myself. Could always do with the extra protein. Let him have this one, Crewel!”

“If I’d have known the headmaster would react this positively to a surprise, then the Mystery Shop has to step up its game! Nyehehe, I’ll whip up something to knock your socks off your next visit.”

“… This budget meeting is proving itself to be an unproductive use of time,” Trein sighed, rubbing at his temples. “Dear me, Lucius. Whatever shall we do with them?”

“Mrow.”

On days like these, the familiar pitied his master.

#twst #twisted wonderland #Dire Crowley #twst interactions #twisted wonderland interactions #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #Two Ravens at the Writing Desk #Reader #self insert #NRC Staff #Divus Crewel #Mozus Trein #Lucius #Mister S #Sam #Ashton Vargas

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