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pancake-breakfast · 10 months

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Time to finish up volume 1 of TriMax!

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Trigun Volume 1: Covers + 1-3, 3 Detailed Thoughts, 4, 4 DT, 5-6, 5-6 + DT, 6 DT, 7-8, 9-10

Trigun Volume 2: Covers + Extras, 1, 1 Supplemental Research, 2-4, 5-6, 7-8

TriMax Volume 1: 1-2, 2 DT, 3-4, 3 DT

Stream-of-consciousness thoughts for TriMax Vol. 1, Chapters 5-6 below.

Chapter 5: Dancing Revolver

Gods, Vash always has to do that little hip jut, doesn't he?

Eyyy, geranium scene!

It's funny because geraniums are seen as almost plain here. They get used a lot in, like, planters for strip malls and such because they're hardy, drought-resistant beasts that need very little care and grow nicely from cuttings so they're cheap AF to reproduce and spread around. (BTW, if you ever want to add some pretty geraniums you see out in public to your yard/patio/whatever, you can just "borrow" a nice stem from that plant, take it home, and probably grow it for yourself.)

Vash is a growing boy. Of course he's thinking with his stomach.

As someone who has tended to them, I can confidently say that geraniums are definitely determined....

I'm sure he's trying to look somewhat fierce here, but mostly he just looks annoyed.

Uh oh. Vash might have the attention of someone who will try to do some damage.

Yeah... don't go pointing guns at people (purposely or no) if you're all tensed up. You might make a regrettable move.

Oh, no. I remember this guy from the anime. Please send him back where he came from.

LOL, this Elena girl is abandoning her duties to check out Vash the Stampede.

HAHAHAHAHAHA, it's the Vash slaughter song!

"Won't leave a single man alive." Vash, you're so full of shit right now, it's hilarious.

Sorry, Wolfwood. Now you have to deal with Vash being dramatic and calling attention to himself.

The funniest thing about this page to me is how Vash goes from screaming, "AAAAAAAA!!!" in Japanese to screaming, "AAAAAAAAA!!!" in English.

Pretty sure he just turned into a windmill of legs and coattails.

Yeah, from what I gather, bullet-proof vests don't keep you from getting nasty bruises and broken ribs. They just keep the hot lead from entering your body and doing the kind of damage that's harder to recover from.

He's remembering this morning's training session, I see.

Hey, Vash warned them....

Did he miss, though? Did he??

LOL, yeah, he did not.

This is, like, a Vash catchphrase at this point.

Well, if he didn't have Vash's attention before, he has it now.

Chapter 6: Sin

This doesn't have anything to do with the manga; I just want to note the number of times I've tried to navigate these pages by pushing left instead of right on my keyboard ('cause that's the way you read manga) is really, really high.

The contrast between the doctor's optimism and Brad's pessimism. Also, doc's viewing glass.

Wolfwood is having WAY too much fun spectating here. He looks like he's genuinely enjoying the chaos of it all.

Even scum can beg for its life when the tables are turned. Is the regret true and will it stick, or will being allowed mercy only open the door to further atrocities down the line? Do we have the right to decide?

Vash is making a choice, and it's not a choice to do nothing.

Hehhhh, people saying, "What do you know about my pain?" to Vash. Yes, this kind of pain is unique and individual, and Vash hasn't been through anything quite like losing a daughter in such a horrific fashion (that we know of; he is quite old), but he does understand both horrific loss and unimaginable betrayal, as well as the grief, self-blame, and feelings of utter helplessness that can come in its aftermath.

Poor Vash. He looks like hell after that fight. Probably feels like it, too.

Vash gave the father time to not become a murderer, and that's the sort of thing that would be of infinite value to Vash.

This panel, though. Important character notes here. In fact, one might say the only person Vash might not see as family on this planet is his very own twin.

The doctor sure has some trust in Vash getting out of things. And... he probably knows Vash well enough to know Vash would regret if his situation caused trouble for the doc and the rest of the people on that steamer.

LOL, Wolfwood, making a dramatic entrance, ready to bust through everything with hot lead and his beloved bike. He looks like an antihero arriving to save his kidnapped woman.

Hahahahahahaha, he pretty much buried Vash in rubble with that entrance. Mmmmmaybe didn't think it all the way through....

This panel has the same energy as Wolfwood telling Vash that kicking a rocket out of the air was "fucking stupid."

Awww, Wolfie, your heart of gold is showing....

We're just gonna ignore these panels where WW warns Vash that one of these days, pushing his luck won't work and he'll have to choose. I'm sure there's no foreshadowing in that whatsoever. Nope, none at all.

Ok, I tried to ignore it, but I also want to note I think Stampede did an excellent job capturing this running theme of how Vash is walking a precarious path trying not to choose. I don't remember that theme at all in '98. (Not saying it wasn't there; just saying it doesn't stand out in my memory.) Meanwhile, it's not just core to Vash's story in Stampede, but it's core to Meryl's and Wolfwood's stories in Stampede, too, even if in theirs, it's not mentioned so explicitly by the narrative.

Goshdarn it. That stupid Hitler-moustached, too-tall bowler hat guy is still here. Yes, yes, I know he wasn't dealt with so he can't just leave. But I want him to leave because it's better than him being in the narrative.

SEE?!!? GOOD PEOPLE DON'T HAVE PEOPLE PUPPETS LIKE THAT. SEND BOWLER HAT GUY BACK!!!

Uuuuhhhhh.... Look, I get that Legato (like a good percentage of the major characters in this story) likes fetish gear, but wearing a freaking iron maiden is taking it to a whole 'nother level.

Also, is he really big, or is this new creature person very small, or is the panel just framed weird for weird perspective? Questions....

Author Bonus Chapter: Gun Love Island

SALUTATIONS!!!

If this panel is meant to be the inside of Nightow's brain, it's a... very busy place. I do have a special appreciation for the dragon dissolving into a single sexy fishnet leg.

Oh, so the '98 anime had already started by the time this collection came out.

"First half of the story." LOL, half. Lies. But this might be a bit of a translation error. I've seen it elsewhere. Seems like (and I could be wrong here since I'm not a Japanese language expert by any means) the Japanese terms for parts of things don't necessarily mean equal parts like they do in English. To clarify, in English, if we say "a third," we mean 1/3 + 1/3 + 1/3 = 1, but the Japanese term that usually gets translated into 1/3 (三分; literally "three parts") can also mean 1/3 + 1/2 + 1/6 = 1. It's still referring to one part of three out of the whole, but that part is not necessarily equal to the other parts. Then again, the characters usually used for "half" are 半分 rather than 二分, and to the best of my knowledge, 半 does indeed mean equal halves, so maybe I'm wrong in this instance. I don't know, I'm not reading this in Japanese and I've only studied the language for like 3 years, which is nothing for Japanese.

Hahahahaha, sounds like Trigun is a bit of a case of the story running away with the author. It happens sometimes.

I'm also happy that people like Nightow's characters. Thank you very much.

#thank you all the manga readers who've come before me for keeping this manga going long enough to reach its conclusion #and eventually make its way back to me #trigun maximum #volume 1 #trigunbookclub #pancake thoughts

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chthonicgodling · 6 months

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@marscats37 making these two question responses into its own post bc I’m sure I’m about to write another essay <3EDIT AFTER I ACTUALLY WROTE THIS POST - Yeah this is another esssay lmaoooo

(re: this post right here)

1. Does Ker hate Maci for immortalizing Tory away from death and overriding her?

haha. hahahahahaha well. yes and no. First of all- let it be known again and stressed how little Ker CARES about politics lmfao???? Thanatos was SO MAD that Maci was like. alive. literally his overarching villain goal was to find a way to kill her, kill everyone, maybe take over the underworld if he could swing it and all the other gods were dead, etc. Ker’s villain goal is…. uhh violently eating people as is her designated Fate? secondarily Consuming and Unmaking Chal Because Chal’s Existence is An Embarassment to Her? But as a she doesn’t fuckin care what the Princess is doing, the Princess is just ANNOYING and loud and Ker has never had patience for her through all her dealings with Hades.,, and thats the main reason she dislikes her a dfkfk BUTTTTTT-

however….. however. Re: Tory. When Maci brought Tory to the Underworld as her new pet mortal you may recall me mentioning (possibly, idk what’s common knowledge anymore? Maybe on the second blog fkfkf) that it was Mass Chaos like the Underworld’s feelings on mortals is veryyyy different than Olympians tend to be and so, first if all, gross. And then a specific slap in the face to the death gods. But Tory was not only “maybe” going to possibly violently die if Maci hadn’t whisked him away - he WAS going to, as Tory actually had a near death experience shortly before his deification—

Not the time Thanatos attacked him before he and Maci were dating; when he deliberately did not kill him to leave Tory for Melinoe.

Nnnot the time either that right after, Melinoe arranged to have Tory attacked by a ghoul who assaulted him and injured him brutally afterwards -

But after ALL that- once Maci and Tory were finally together - and once Hades finally discovered that his daughter was dating a mortal - Hades fully tried to murder Tory himself and almost DID. in fact he’d strangled tory nearly to unconsciousness before Maci showed up and uh, set everything on fire - and that was so long ago tory would never remember that for a brief… split second before he could breathe again… there was almost the figure of a gruesome seven foot goddess glowering in his face—

(Tory’s been through so much lmao.)

uhhh yeah if Maci hadn’t showed up right when she had Tory absolutely would have Violently Died™ ?! Ker was just doing her job! but instead the Princess showed up out of fuckin nowhere, and that supernatural Fated drive to appear when mortals are about to kick the bucket suddenly fizzled away as his lifespan was lengthened— I’d like to think that Ker knew right then and there what and who Tory would become. The death gods are all a lil bit psychic like that. and ssshe wasn’t happy about it. also I’m sure her second thought was “ohhmmhggods thanatos is gonna whine about this forever 😑” so yeah, when Thanatos was like “hey I’m gonna get back at the Prince and Princess for the 8 millionth time and it’ll work this time if you help me by giving me a child to bully and brainwash” Ker did not object to this - no love for either of them yknow, and a very mild sulky somber grudge

I will say that though she’ll be mildly bitter forever, Tory at least once he did become a god has earned the respect of everyone in the Underworld for both balancing Maci out and also for being like, a good prince, and also a cool prince, and also like, a great deal intimidating so. Ker regards him coolly at arms length and I wouldn’t say she RESPECTS him in any real way but. maybe slightly. He’s kind of tolerable now that he’s a daemon himself. guess that leads to the next question!

2. Does Ker ever feel threatened by anyone!

….short answer is no. The perception of Cocky invincibility is a personality trait innate in all three Deaths (including Neo whose biggest flaw is being unblinkingly fearless in literally any situation)

lmao but. long answer. S. Sort of! Actually kind of yes maybe like. once……. Wellllllll there is a short list of people who Ker has “fought” with or have at least been able to successfully clash with her without being obliterated into paste. once again cheerfully reiterating that Thanatos is not one of those people and Ker quite frequently was able to knock him around when he got too mouthy with her

Tory firstly has Tried To threaten her once Neo came into the picture, he’s always kept her at cautious arms length at his end bc they do need a mentor for Neo of course. but when Ker got pissy that Tory and Maci wouldn’t let Neo start to work with her at the age of 10 Tory (tried) to put her in her place by intimidation - it did work to back her off but not bc she was intimidated - just bc she fuckin. Needed Neo and could not risk Tory withholding her from her duties. So She just uh. Spoke briefly to neo and gave her her scythe and then moodily stalked away with the compromise of neo training with her at age 15 (it ended up being age 13!). there was one other time Tory did physically fight Ker and I will get to that in one second but before that—

there’s Epi. Epi has actually brawled with Ker twice within canon (possibly more in the past who knows!), as a relatively imposing daemon himself who most people are very much afraid of. First canon brawl - now, Epi and Loki’s son Vryk, who you’ll recall died and came back to life - is such an abomination to Death itself due to his undead status that he’s actually extremely unsettling for any death gods to be near, of course it’s only Neo and Ker at this time. (Neo manages.) Epi’s another sibling of Ker’s from Nyx’s brood of hundreds and at her insistence he’d actually reluctantly taken Vryk to visit Nyx outside of Elysium - upon which Ker HONED IN on Vryk’s horrible energy and appeared to try and dispose of him. At the threat to his son Epi wasted no time in shifting full daemon and LEAPING THE FUCK ONTO KER where they screamed and clawed at each other like hissing cats until nyx peeled them apart. Vryk is the future god of necromancy! Ker will hate him SO MUCH when he grows up! Does Ker find Epi threatening?? Ummm i guess not seeing as she fully made a move to eat his son out of his arms with no hesitation to consider how Epi (again. EVERYONE IS AFRAID OF EPI. Epi also eats people!) might react. him biting the fuck outta her at least gave her… pause?? no one won that fight it was a draw lol

The second time Epi got to attack Ker to try and threaten her is also the first time Tory did which was of course when Ker ate Chal’s arm off <333 the threats of Tory to deny her access Neo if she did anything to Chal, as she looomed over them all menacingly, fell COMPLETELY on deaf ears - Neo’s tutelage was not conditional (she hissed, over and over again, a direct quote.) when she finally tricked Chal into crossing the barrier so that she could try to eat her, Tory and Epi both daemon shifted and attacked her and this. did literally nothing to her. she did not care at all. She retreated only bc it was annoying having two furious daemons chewing on her and trying to tear her apart; with Maci appearing at the distress call to grab Chal to safety, Tory and Epi grabbed Loki to help hunt Ker down and the three of them followed her in the hopes of some sort of successful threatening punishment and to make her somehow return Chal’s eaten arm. They did find her, in her own cave surrounded by the Keres spirits, and none of the three of them could get her to flinch - and this brings me to the entrance of the one person who HAS successfully managed to intimidate Ker -

it was Bel :)) bel wins the Ker threat battle

or, well, the entity that stretches across Bel and Ty in two bodies, as they both showed up right there interlinked together the wayyy they doooo to be spooky and. Haha I can’t believe I’ve never drawn or like. mentioned this???? Fuckin ABSOLUTELY furious that Ker had actually attacked chal - and to the absolute chagrin of alarmed dad Epi & Loki & Tory - Bel confronted Ker and snarled that Chal no longer belonged to her to try and dispose of (Chal belonged to bel now, how DARE you 🥺). when Ker once again did not flinch, for who the fuck did epi’s child think he was talking to her like that— Bel (and Ty United) used his psychic telepath powers to puppet-force Ker beyond her own control to dispel all of the Keres, verbally swear to forfeit her claim to Chal and leave her alone forever — AND THEN FORCIBLY VOMIT ALL THE PIECES OF CHAL’S ARM THAT SHE’D EATEN until she backed down :)

and so. I guess. That’s the real answer. in a poetic twist of Fate because it all comes back to them, the only person EVER who’s been able to successfully make Ker feel threatened has been the 💕now husband💕 of her own abandoned child, poetic fucking justice. also we do this a lot in Elysium I’m realizing after typing that all out. the amount of times Maci and Tory have gone bezerker for each other….. It’s ok I Love This

PHEWWW WELL THERE YOU GO sorry to ramble again but!!!! if you made it to the end I hope these very long winded responses answered your questions THANK U FOR ASKING THEM AAHHH

#oc talk #GIGGLES CACKLES #uhhh. hmm. there’s… triggers in this I supppose -#death tw //#emetophobia tw //???#choking tw ::#idk idk! phew this one is good I think THANKS MARS #replies

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practicecourts · 10 months

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Welcome to the game you did not sign up for but I want to play with you anyways 😂 Make assumptions based only on tumblr content of person. You have to confirm or deny in your answer 😊

Assumption: you really really love bikes!!!!

hahahahahaha! Well, how did you ever guess @athenasparrow

My love for bikes runs deep indeed, so if I'm only allowed a true or untrue answer, sorry about that. prepare for waxing poetically about all things bicycle.

I grew up in a country where the bike is a common means of transportation & with a severe case of car/travel sickness.

At sixteen I hung the old race bike of my mother ( i think could have been my Dad's) from the ceiling of the shed. I spent a summer taking it apart and putting it back together & the frame was spray painted (high quality and excellent colour) Yellow. When I went to university my beloved bike was stolen within three months ;(

there is something so absolutely horrible about someone stealing your bike (it is unfortunately another common occurrence here).

If you've never ridden a bike yourself and would like to have a little taste read this ;-) little chapter of my jily muggle multichap that is a combination of my love for bikes & the ridiculous & Jily...

This movie linked below is a great visual and even adds a monetary explanation why a bakfiets is life (to me- i know there are haters, lol, I meet one women almost daily who starts scolding as soon as she spots me with my bike, it's ridiculous but I guess everything in life has haters these days ;-) The Urban Arrow is the bike of my dreams that I sadly never bought bc it was more expensive than my car back then, but I did a test ride on it (who knew it would be part inspiration for a story years later) when our family was about to level up +1 kid. If I could do it over, i totally would bc I still have the one we did buy and its going strong after over 7 years of full time use. Like this video (its so cool, this guy clearly lived in the Netherlands and well, I've transported pretty much everything this vid shows in ours) SO yes!!! I'm a BIG BIG FAN OF BIKES - i think they should be used way more and could be a substantial solution to cars & co2 problems etcetera. I digress…

Our bakfiets has been my loyal companion! It has carried around christmas trees, beer crates, kids (up to 5), me or my friends after a night out on the town and these days the dog (as the kids have their own wheels now - yessss progress)

anyway... that was a bit of a long answer. but yes, i like bikes. do you!??!! @athenasparrow?

#athena plays games

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en-ternity · 11 months

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FLATLINE IS HERE AND I JUST WANNA CRY OMG. LETS GAUR~

“We have to head back,” Jake shouted. “Or else we are going to be late and Jungwon is going to be mad — I don’t like it when Jungwon is mad.”

lolol not the tiny leader being mad and we are all scared here! but i agree with jake! jungwon is scary haha

You had to blink a few times to get used to it, and only then you saw Sunhae, that Jungwon guy of hers, and his friends — the four of them focused on a dartboard poorly placed in one of the beams.

STOP! Not the dartboard jdksajdkal i am brought back to iland days when the boys played dart LMAO so cute T_T

“I am Heeseung,” he said, moving his gaze at Jake for a brief second before he turned back to you, smiling. “I don’t think I have something special to state.”

HAHAHAHAHAHA not the "smiling" when he looks back OOF boy is already flirting dhjhdjsakdhjska

When you didn’t oppose it, he used your connected hands to pull you to him, and suddenly he was so close and the air stuffy. He smelled like the summer nights, like the brisk breeze of the county, like peonies, but as well as the leather of his jacket, and something that you remembered from the day your father taught you how to drive, the smokey scent when you couldn’t pull the car up the hill and forced the engine to its maximum.

HELLO??? This is so beautifully written BYE

“To operate the tents, but the losing team should volunteer to wear the sheep costume and hand the flyers.”

NOT THE SHEEP COSTUME DHJASKDHAHAHAHA I SWEAR WE SAID BEAR COSTUME! IM WHEEZING

“Do the honors, princess,” he said, extending one of the darts.

EXCUSE ME? I didnt expect the nickname so soon. LORD

“It’s her turn,” Jake protested.

“The dart is in her hand,” Heeseung replied with mischief.

THE WAY I SNORTED LMFAO and my mans is napping from the anime con lolol im wheezing because i am brought back to our talks of possessive Jake dhjsakhdjakhahahahahahaha I CANT TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY SORRY

“But if you ever decide to binge all the attractions of a carnival again, or if you feel like doing anything you couldn’t — I am here,” he said, reaching for the top of your head, his fingers threaded through your hair as he gave the same soft and quick pat he did on the night of the party.

i am crying. TEARS, ROLLING DOWN PAST MY CHEEKS LOL why would you do this to me. bye

Heeseung thought your expression was the cutest thing he had seen during his twenty-four years of living, there was a certain urge in him to make it disappear.

i can see him squeezing his eyes shut at how cute yn is. PLS crying some more as i continue read

It was the first time you had ever said his name, and it caught him off guard. Not only because of your accent, but coming from your lips, it sounded soft and slow, almost as if you had stolen it and made it all yours.

YUMI, STOP THIS RN! I AM CRYING ENOUGH! THIS IS SO CUTE T-T the way he observes her and listens to her dhjakshdjakjak im melting

“Come on,” one of the women behind said. “Take that box and give your boyfriend a thank you kiss.”

DEAD ASS LMFAOOOOO this is me asf!

“Can I drive you home?” he asked. “I promise I haven’t drank anything today.”

NO NEED TO ASK TWICE!

“I want to see you again,” he whispered.

“I want you to see me again too.”

A laugh escaped from his lips, unintentionally too happy as he reached for his phone on the console and handed it to you.

HAHAHA THIS IS FUNNY! I laughed hella loud and then covered my mouth, turned my head back to check on mans and make sure he's still sleeping lmao

This was a Heeseung you weren’t sure you knew who he was.

OOOOOFFFFF GIRL! SHE IS GONNA LEARN TODAY! but girl, it'll be okay. he raced into your heart anyways dhjaskdhak

He closed his eyes at the familiarity of the moment, but as soon as the darkness welcomed him, you were there again — burning like sunlight.

Heeseung knew this place well enough to not need to think before exchanging the gears, he just kept in mind he needed to come back faster than ever.

H E L L O?!?!?!?!?! I cannot say this enough. omg!!!! this is so well written, bish! my heart racing and telling heeseung to not be stupid! OH GOD i am praying for dude to hurry tf up and come back to yn lol

He couldn’t simply tell he thought you shone like a heart of gold.

I CLENCHED MY ASS AND HE DIDNT TELL HER THIS? Unclenching my ass and omw to beat him up BYE

You were already painfully beautiful like this, but the moment you smiled at him — something stirred and moved inside of him.

i need a break lmfao i am crying way too much! T_T yumi, there are just so much love and i am digging this a whole lot

“I am not letting you slip away tonight,” he whispered.

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH IT'S THIS SCENE! WE MADE IT HERE! FUCK MY LIFE!! HELP??? HAHAHAHAHA T_T

You were so beautiful, he could die all day and every night just to miss you.

CRYINGCRYINGCRYING

“Heeseung!” His grandmother screamed, startling you. “Why there’s such a pretty girl asking for you at my front door?”

PWUAHAHAHAHHA I AM THE GRANDMA BYE

“But now that I am teaching you, he may leave me and go with you.” she finished, causing Heeseung to choke on the air.

LOL BISH! I SNORTED HELLA LOUD HHAHAHAHHAHAHAAH i cant with granny. shes the best

If the whole afternoon hadn’t been homey enough, this — this kiss had been.

please T_T they are both so homey, i wanna stay home forever

“I am very lucky,” Heeseung whispered. “About everyone I have in my life.”

“They are lucky to have you too.”

“Do you think so?”

“I am sure so,” you said, and you didn’t need to look at him to know he was smiling at it.

my mom and dad, PERIOD

Heeseung was already walking towards you, acting as if there was no one else in his eyesight.

bro is so in love, im in love with them lmao

“Go get a room in the name of lord,” someone screamed, so close it hadn’t left any doubt it was for you and Heeseung.

TBH! I HAVE GLASSES FOR A REASON TO PROTECT MY EYES. CAN WE NOT RIGHT NOW?!

“Sunghoon has been complaining about it,” your mother added. “Send him a message once in a while — the boy has been wondering about you.”

the devil has appeared. bye LMAO LEAVING FOREVER

Heeseung was well aware the piece was cheap, probably the cheapest suit you have ever touched, but still, you folded it with so much care before you placed it over a nearby couch — with so much care, he couldn’t come into peace about what he was supposed to do with himself.

it's being taken care of with so much care because she loves him. and like im getting so emotional over this because when you love someone, cheap or not, you are willing to care for them. and ugh ME CRYING SOME MORE

“Now, this is what I call a worth-it movie scene,” your grandma interrupted, making Heeseung step back. “Is this the infamous Lee Heeseung?”

NOT ME ALSO BEING THIS GRANDMA TOO HAHAHAHAAHA

“Sunghoon!” your father greeted.

I CHOKED

“I heard you have been obsessed with a disposable camera,” he said. “So I bought this while I was in Japan last week, I think something higher quality would be better.”

I CANT SCREAM, YUMI LMAO SO HERE I AM, COVERING MY MOUTH AS I SILENTLY SCREAM! ARE YOU SERIOUS?! i forgot we talked about this scene. oh my god, my ass AND my heart are clenched!

“You didn’t need to protect the camera so fiercely.”

“It wasn’t the camera,” you said, and he smiled down at you because he knew.

IM CRYING AGAIN! because ugh, they understand each other so much and i love them. i just love them so much T_T

“Was it?” you asked. “Great?”

“Wonderful,” he whispered.

MOM AND DAD, PLEASE! STOP BEING SO CUTE! I AM CRYING A RIVER OF RAINBOWS AND BUTTERFLIES!

“You are my downfall, but as well my saving, princess,” he whispered. “I hope you know it.”

I JUST FLEW OFF MY CHAIR! BYYYYYE! SEE YOU NEVER!!!!

“Yours,” he whispered.

“Early — when you were introducing me to your grandmother, you didn’t know what to title me,” he explained. “I am yours, no titles required.”

yumi hahahahaha you love making me cry, do you? how can hee say this RIGHT AFTER some love making. LET ME PROCESS WHAT JUST HAPPENED T-T i had to pause and cry ahahha this is so cute, wtf? hes such a lil bish! A SOFT BISH T-T

he wondered if the man ever wore anything that wasn’t dress pants and silk button-downs.

HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAH I CANT STOP LAUGHING OMG IT WAS SERIOUS UP UNTIL I SAW THIS AHHAHA

she will forget this moment of charity

YOU USED THIS LMFAO I AM FUCKING LAUGHING! i didnt realize you would really use this line dgsahjdashahahahahahahaha

The cadence of his heart matched with yours. And it was so easy to believe you both are the only ones remaining in the world — so easy.

legit, mom and dad. hi. i am your child right here. fhajskdhjaskdhka T_T this is so pretty. i love them so much! i am going to protect them FOREVER

Heeseung would always wait for you.

i thought we agreed no major angst. you have taken the crown now lmao i am leaving

“Princess,” he called as soon as you picked up. “Have you looked at the moon tonight?”

me shaking and crying lmao i need a new tissue box frfr! YUMI, YOU SAID MY ANGST ARE MEAN. THIS IS MEANER! OMG

“I never got my architect license,” Heeseung said. “But if you tell me about your dream house, I can find you something.”

i remember us gushing over this scene and now im reading it and crying hahaha my emotions are all over the place and idk how to feel rn T_T

“I want to stay with you.”

“Then stay with me,” He whispered. “For as long as you want.”

they are so perfect. so FUCKING PERFECT. im gonna cry a wave of ocean haha

“You have been taking too much care of me, let me take care of you too,” he asked.

THIS IS ME FLYING OUT THE DOOR! BYE!

“Exactly — what if they tell you something that makes you want to leave me?” Heeseung asked, although there was a hint of entertainment in his voice, your answer was solemn.

stop it T_T he wasnt even joking either!!!! my heart breaks more and more for my bro man

“Don’t get me wrong, I loved having you in my car, and the shower, but having you here — all pretty on my bed, I will take my time with you.”

ME CRYING AND SCREAMING IN SILENT HELLO?! I WAS NOT READY FOR THIS PART! OH MY GOD. OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH I NEED TO PAUSE AGAIN OH LORD HAVE MERCY ON ME!

“We should listen to what the youth has to say,” she smiled.

AHEM! Again, i am the grannies lmao

“Please, no sir — we are all family here.”

SHIP ME TO DELULU LAND RIGHT FUCKING NOW OMFG

OKAY I AM DONE. i cried, i laughed, and i cried again ahah i screamed for a little bit, but i was able to hold my composure again. idk how many times i changed the music to fit the mood. everything was beautiful. absolutely beautiful. ignore my commentary in our DMs hahahahaahahha THESE ARE THE REAL ONES. I couldnt stop picturing everything that heeseung was seeing and doing when he's with yn. i felt all the emotions of love in here and oh my god, LET ME GO CRY AGAIN HAHAHA

p.s. the mole tracing scene could've still been added at the end BUT ITS OKAY LMAO i can wait for that extra scene :P

I LOVE YOU MY SOUL SISTER!

I AM CRYING! I JUST CAN’T WITH YOU! This story is so long that I didn’t expect you to do your long reviews but here we are 🥹

The story wouldn’t have come to life without you, seriously, if you weren’t here to listen to every stupid question, every stupid doubt, and mental breakdown, I wouldn’t have had the courage to finish it (and I wouldn’t have made Sunghoon so hateable) so thank you so much for your help (ever since January!) and this review ♥️

I can really picture you as the grannies lol they were the best and so funny just like you! I LOVE YOU!

#yumi’s asks #genie!#the sunghoon to my jake

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ilaein · 26 days

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Hi babi,

Happiest Birthday to you again. It’s been 8 years and I’m still fond of you. I hope you always well. I’ve been so happy to witness all your achievements in life. I had the chance to see you twice personally and the recent MysteryElevator still lingers in me. You look exactly how I thought of you, well more ethereal than ever. You look so.. so unreal. Most of the time while you are performing I can’t compose my thoughts that u are really right infront of me It feels like I’m just watching you on the big screen. Silly. My soft spoken voice struggle to shout your name as everyone in the crowd did the same. I sob in between some of your songs esp my fave ones. I can’t believe my eyes you’re glowing! Glowing infront of me .. of us..

I remember how stunned I was during our Hi-Bye session. I didn’t expect you’ll be that close.. I nearly can’t breathe. 😅 Got some heart and soul malfunction. 🤭🤣 I was mesmerized.. I wasn’t able to fell asleep no matter how tired I was after the show. I spent the rest of the evening wondering.. how can you be that handsome?! Hahahaha I also promised to myself that, that would be the last fancon of yours that I’ll go to. ‘Cause I just wanna move on with my life.. this life around me. I’m getting old and I find it hard to like someone else while I’m attracted to you. Hahaha It’s crazy. Im crazy.

For the past few weeks I avoided watching your clips that pops up everywhere.. literally in every social I have .. even random reels I was scrolling to in my dummy Insta I saw you! I restricted myself from checking notifs that includes news about you. I even unfollowed your official twitter account haha. I talk about it to some of my friends I requested them not to mention you anymore. ‘Cause they love to tease me using gifs of u or sending me clips about you. I’m still your fan but I have to detach myself in some way before it gets deeper than this. I don’t want my future husband be mad when he sees my diary full of dongmin. Haha.

Recently i bumped into twitter account handler “Kai” she’s the luckiest fan ever. She was able to attend most of your fanmeets and had several videocall with you. I was so happy for her. She even prepared a NEW YORK TIMES SQUARE AD with the largest single LED with the best resoultion! for your Birthday today! Like just wow! She really made everything so possible! She also prepares gifts and a manager of one of your fan projects. Incredible! 🤍💜

Then I realized.. for those long years that I became your fan, I wasn’t able to give you anything.. aside from flexing you on my socials, making you my cover photo since 2016 haha which I remove last 2022z Greeting you a Happiest Birthday in all of my socials.. Facebook, Insta, Twitter, etc. Supporting your songs, projects and dramas silently reposting them.. and just praying for your happiness and health.. that’s all I manage to do.. Don’t have the means to sent you food trucks like what Kim Domingo did.. or to show up in every fancon venue you have scheduled like Andrea. But one thing we all have in common.. that I’m sure of.. We all love you! 🥰

This might be my last post and greetings as I now focus in my own journey. But no matter what I’m still an aroha and eunwoo stan by heart. Thank you for being my inspiration all throughout my college years. Thank you for existing..

Happiest Birthday to you again, naesarang.

May you get all the best in life and please know that you deserve them all.

Yourstrully,

A.Lee

(Ps. As I am writing the last few sentences spotify that’s currently on shuffle playing some random playlist decided to play “STAY” from your Entity Album yes. And I almost chuckled. You’re growing so much on me, I’m scared haha. Next thing I knew I was giggling and turning red. You’re not even here! I’m sweating! Hahahahahaha)

Here are some of your recent pictures I truly love! Its not that obvious I love your long hair right? Haha!

And ops! I will definitely tell you once I had my Gabriel Dongmin hahahaha 🤭

#cha eunwoo #lee dongmin #fangirl #long post #Spotify

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icecream-edsoloud · 4 months

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DAY 354

i wasn't aware that i was going to be unavailable for other activities besides work during my one week ordeal prior to leaving for Baguio.

to expand this thing above, let me take you back to the early months of 2023, when a certain girl contacted me for taking up her place as a reliever at her workplace (where I occasionally have may part time work when I can, but now is under my never-to-do-list-again which i will tell you in a different story). I, the strong girl that I think I am, took the chance of making extra cash for the purpose above-mentioned. we talked about the schedule but somehow got lost in translation for I also have some agendas on her proposed dates. she was the one stepping aside, changing the dates that should be convenient for me. i appreciated that.

we ended up with the dates August 3 to 10, 8am to 5pm. i also asked some of my fulltime workmates if they were willing to do some part time work and all of them said yes. i took the liberty to write their names on my planner, on what day they're scheduled to go in, and also gave them to the girl. i may not know what i was trying to get myself into at that very moment. i thought "meh what could go wrong". in contradiction to this thought, i prepared a back up plan. if in any case they weren't available on that day, i will take over their shoes. so I asked for my schedule on that cut off to be all night duty at my full time workplace. just.in.case.

august came and the first day was okay. my night shift starts at 7pm and ends at 7am the next day. i did tell them that i will be going to be late for I may need more than an hour to prepare. i got there and everything went smooth. 5pm came and it was my cue to go home, rest for an hour, then prepare for my night shift.

here is where things get a little interesting, or disturbing. certain happenings let my workmates stray from our original plan. hey, i cant just abandon the girl who moved her vacation leave so many times. so there I was, accepting the challenge of another 24 hour duty. you do the math, because this roll continued for another 3 days.

i only got my break when sunday came. but i still had my full time shift, mind you.

then there i was again, 24 hrs of mixed impetus in life for 3 more days. this was the time i questioned myself, and other people. how the hell did they manage this kind of set up???? i mean i can do it, i did it, but how the hell did i????????? that's my question. because thinking back now, i might've enjoyed it but the strength that i had, i wasn't sure of it, of how long it was going to last.

in case you got curious why i wasnt able to take a whole day off, my answer is because I pooled all of my day offs at the end of the cut off. why? baguio baby. hahahahahaha have you connected it all together?

dont judge me just yet. if i can recall correctly, this was the outline of how this happened to me::

• i told the girl i can do august 3 - 10 (may)

• i went to manila // bulacan for a concert (june)

----- mama wanted to travel too

----- mama wanted to celebrate her bday at a different place

I THOUGHT, BAGUIO.

her birthday is at august 14.

• i booked the plane tickets to manila (july eleven)

• i went to batangas for a wedding (end of july)

then it was august. i guess taylor and i have different insights with August. august was all mine.

you reap what you sow, they say. i think this applied to me in a very positive way. i didnt get sick, i did my job pretty well in both facilities (almost, told you there's a story behind this), and i got extra cash.

WE FURTHERMORE ENJOYED BAGUIO. IN ALL ITS GLORY. I KNOW I DID. I APPRECIATED IT MORE NOW THAN WHEN I WAS A LITTLE KID.

DYK THAT WHEN WE ARRIVED, THE RAIN STOPPED? A TRIVIA MY OLD FRIEND TOLD ME. I HONESTLY NEVER THOUGHT WE'D SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN. i traced my old photos and found a photo of us at SM Baguio with a note at the back. will let you see it soon. i just have to have our new photo developed so i can put them side by side.

so there you have it. you don't know how happy i am right now for finishing this one 20 days before the year ends. (((special thanks to leiza for giving me a day off (the second one next to my sunday off)))

#taylor swift #august #baguio #workload

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raezee · 2 years

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ONE DAY LEFT!!

I decided too deviate a little and add some glow! Its almost here guys! :D

#Anna #im so excited #I could cry #I didn't think it'd happen tbh #But it did and its almost here hahahahahaha!!#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland english #twisted wonderland countdown #twst english #twst eng #twst countdown #oc #twisted wonderland mc #twst mc #twisted wonderland yuu #twst yuu #mc/yuu #my art #artists of tumblr

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link4eva · 3 years

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Kiro’s Mind’s Quest: Infatuation Play Translation Part 2 [CN]

Hey! Here’s Part 2 of Infatuation Play. Here is Part 1 if you haven’t read it yet.

Enjoy~ 💛

*Spoilers for future content below!*

[Chapter 4]

MC: It seems I’ve put too much salt in the seasoning….

MC: If it’s salty…. add more water!

Kiro: Haha.

Kiro was amused by what I said, and he shook off a piece of beef and tasted it.

Kiro: Good to eat!

Kiro also gave me a piece, the evening light leaked in from the window, reflecting a small layer of fluff on his face.

In the steam, the spicy and delicious smell seemed to dispel the previously unremarkable smell in the house.

I took a sip of soda and brought up the topic from before. *Changed some wording*

MC: By the way, in addition to encountering the big challenge of an actor’s career, filming NG….

MC: Is there anything else that left an impression on you?

Kiro looked down and thought about it seriously.

Kiro: Does scaring a crying kid count?

MC: Of course!

Kiro smiled when he saw the eagerness on my face to hear the story.

Kiro: This scene is also related to entering the character state.

Kiro: In order to maintain this state, I kept myself bored in the hotel room for a long time….

Kiro: Probably because of my routine, no one reminded me.

Kiro: Later, I didn’t know the exact time anymore. When I came out, I felt that I had been in the dark for a long time.

Kiro: I realized that I was a bit too immersed, so I went to buy a bottle of soda to take a break.

Kiro: Then I met a kid in the crew…. I didn’t do anything, he just saw me and then cried.

Kiro’s voice was very low, and the hot pot gurgled.

I think of Kiro’s immersive performance on the screen, and then I dig a little deeper into what he said just now-- *Changed some wording*

It was as if he had a bitter fruit in his heart, and he desperately wanted to hide it from me. The more bitter it was, the stronger the taste.

In the end, the fruit still found its way into my heart.

I sniffed and couldn’t help joking.

MC: From another perspective, that kid got to watch a scene for free.

Kiro raised his eyes, and I continued with a smile.

MC: I want to watch the exclusive performance of the big star Kiro too!

MC: Thinking about it this way, I feel a little jealous.

I took his hand and his fingertips quivered slightly.

Kiro: Don’t you think I’m not doing well enough? As a professional actor, I shouldn’t be in this situation.

I shook my head.

MC: Remember, you asked me before if there was anything interesting about this business trip.

MC: In fact, in the city where I was on business, there would be lively gatherings at night on the street next to the hotel.

MC: Looking down from the balcony, there are clusters of lights, and everyone sits on the steps and chats casually.

MC: When I saw it, I was thinking, “I must bring Kiro here next time. He will love the sparkling cider here.”

I looked at Kiro brightly. He seemed to be imagining the scene I described with slight waves in his eyes.

MC: I want to share with you all the good and bad, brilliant and lonely times.

MC: You can be imperfect, you can have lonely and dark moments because I will be with you.

MC: We share each other’s lives. No matter what life it is, as long as we experience it together, it is enough.

Those blue eyes staring at me seemed to be lit by some kind of warm light for a moment, filled with soft emotions.

I paused and asked him softly.

MC: I remember that every time you acted in a play, you would bid farewell to them at the end.

MC: You said that you were lucky to participate in a period of their lives and experienced their emotions.

MC: So in the end, you have to bid farewell to the partners you have been working with….

MC: Looking forward to another time and space, they will continue their lives.

MC: Did you say goodbye this time?

Kiro looked at me and suddenly reached out and wiped the oil stains on my lips.

The boiling of the hot pot sounded and there seemed to be some fragments of emotions in his eyes that had melted silently.

He paused, turned his head and raised the bear cup on the table. He raised it in the air, the emotions in his eyes were clear and calm.

Kiro: Americano is still too bitter, I prefer to drink soda.

Kiro: The hot pot made by Miss Chips is delicious. As long as you are with her, even the little things like walking your dog to the supermarket are worth remembering.

His gaze flickered over the neatly coded script on the sofa, and there was a sense of relief in his voice.

Kiro: What you didn’t find, I did.

Kiro: In the time and space I don’t know, you will definitely find what you want, and come back to shine on the stage again.

Kiro: Now, it’s time to say goodbye to you.

The starry sky is gentle, and the steam from the hot pot rises, almost like a response. The wind blows the curtains and the room is full of starlight. *Changed some wording*

We are both covered.

(Cut to the living room)

MC: What’s going on with Cello lately? She seems to be more irritable.

MC: Not only did she knock over the sunflower vase in the living room, but also bit her tail….

I pet Cello who was being held in Kiro’s arms and spoke tentatively.

It is said that the mood of pets will be influenced by the owner. Is Cello….?

Kiro looked away with a guilty conscience.

Kiro: Maybe it’s because the season makes everyone more irritable.

Kiro: [coughs] Just leave her be, save the sunflower first.

He found a new vase in the cabinet and handed it to me. I trimmed the sunflower’s branched and leaves that had been bitten by Cello.

Kiro sat cross-legged across from me and stared at me without blinking. I was a little embarrassed to be stared at.

MC: What are you looking at?

Kiro tilted his head at me and his blond hair swayed slightly. It was obviously a naughty action, but the smile in his eyes was very gentle.

Kiro: Of course I was looking at Miss Chips.

Kiro: Looking at your actions, expressions, the flower in your hand, and….

Kiro’s tone was stretched out and I followed his gaze to see the light-coloured hairband on the side of my head.

The soft end of the hairband slid down my neck and onto my skin.

MC: KI-RO!

I blushed for a moment and when I was hurriedly trying to retie my hairband, my hand was suddenly grabbed.

I looked up and under the frivolity of the sun, I didn’t know when Kiro got so close to me that I could see the creases on his lips.

His gaze fell on the end of my hair. He tucked the hairband lightly and winked at me.

Kiro: Miss Chips, let me help you.

Without waiting for my answer, he took a strand of my hair and maneuvered his hands dexterously, rubbing my earlobes with his fingertips which caused a burst of scorching heat.

The hairband is like a streamer that can be held in his hand, and he is the creator of beauty.

The mood is changing silently at this moment as we stay so close. *Changed some wording*

No matter how difficult the moments we encounter are, they will definitely be healed in the accompanying time.

After a while, Kiro held my face and looked at it with satisfaction.

Kiro: That’s it.

I reached up to touch the hairband and couldn’t help but smile. *Changed some wording*

MC: You even tied a small bow!

Kiro: Of course, this is the exclusive mark of Kiro.

Kiro picked up the end of the hairband and looked down at me tenderly. His blue eyes were like a vast and boundless sea and I willingly indulged in it.

(Cut to morning)

The morning light was in the room and the sound of the phone vibrating awakened me from my sleep. I picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

MC: Kiki? What’s wrong?

Kiki: Boss, the project you flew abroad to talk about has passed!

Kiki: Anna received the letter of intent last night, and the person in charge there said that he hoped the date of the contract signing could be confirmed today.

Kiki: Where are you now? Come and visit the company!

MC: Okay, I’ll be there.

I hung up and turned my head, Kiro’s sleeping face came into view.

He seems to be having a good sleep and his lips are slightly upturned, he looks particularly meek. *Changed some wording*

MC: ….

It looks like he is still a little sick. *Changed some wording*

The lack of sleep made my brain work a little slow, so I shook my head in an attempt to wake myself up a bit.

Just as I was hesitating whether to go, Kiro woke up with a hint of sleepiness in his eyes. He was startled when he saw my neatly dressed look.

Kiro: [cute sleepy voice] Is something happening at the company?

(If you pick “No”)

Seeing Kiro’s still pale cheeks, I shook my head and smiled at him.

MC: Nothing, I was just talking to Kiki.

But Kiro looked at me and suddenly smiled.

Kiro: Miss Chips, you should go do more important things first.

Kiro: I will wait here for you to come back.

Seeing him look at me quietly, I nodded gently.

(If you pick “yes”)

I was conflicted for a moment and then nodded honestly.

MC: There is a little situation that needs to be dealt with, but….

Before I finished speaking, I saw Kiro stretch out lazily with a slight smile in his tone.

Kiro: I will wait for your return.

He looked no different from what I was familiar with. I hesitated for a moment and finally nodded gently.

[Memory Silhouette]

MC: Hahahahahaha! This episode is so funny!

I laughed so much that my cheeks hurt and I had to lean against Kiro’s arms. He opened his arms and caged me in them.

Kiro: Is the way I eat mustard so funny?

I lifted my head and looked at him as he asked me.

The sun was shining on us warmly through the French windows, Kiro’s milk fragrance also wrapped around the tip of my nose. I couldn’t help but squeeze his cheek with my hand.

MC: No, but I like it.

MC: Didn’t someone say that if there is a person who can keep you smiling, then he must be an important presence in your life.

MC: You make me laugh without even thinking about it, your existence turns cloudy days into sunny ones. *Changed some wording*

As if he had accepted my theory, Kiro no longer struggled with his expression about the variety show, so he clicked the button to continue playing.

Kiro: Okay, I agree with Miss Chips.

This variety show has Kiro as a guest appearance. When he participated in the show, he had not yet joined the cast to make a movie. The show was as bright as a little sun.

In the space between the advertisements, I quickly glanced sideways at the person next to me.

Over the past few days, I can feel his gradual relaxation.

It’s not that I’m always vigilant, telling myself that I have to be happy in front of him, but because when I’m with him, I can relax and smile.

I liked this relaxed and soft Kiro.

MC: But speaking of it, in this variety show, I see you in a way that I don’t usually see.

MC: Planting seedlings, bargaining with the owner of a small shop, and making mosquitos nests by yourself.

MC: So Kiro turned out to be a secret master of life?

MC: So when I was making homemade cranberry cupcakes, a certain superstar asked me to teach him how to beat the egg yolks?

After being questioned, Kiro gave a cheeky “um”.

Kiro: That’s because, in the cast, I need to play the image of SuperHero. This is my job.

Kiro: But in front of Miss Chips, I can be willful and not so perfect, can’t I? *Changed some wording*

He looked at me with a smile in his eyes, like an afternoon orange soda full of refreshing taste.

MC: You said that…. I can’t refute it.

Although I said that, I couldn’t help but laugh.

MC: But two people mixing the egg yolk batter together is always more interesting than doing it alone.

There was constant laughter on screen. I looked at Kiro who was always smiling on the screen and couldn’t help but lean into his arms.

His chin rested on my shoulder from behind and his warm breath brushed my neck.

It’s always a good time to need each other and be together. *Changed some wording*

MC: Next time, teach me how to make a mosquito net.

MC: Maybe in the future when we go on a trip, it will be useful.

Kiro: Okay, let’s make a big and beautiful mosquito net.

MC: Huh? Why does it have to be so big?

Kiro: It can be used as an open-air tent. If you watch the stars at night, you don’t have to worry about being bitten by bugs.

I couldn’t help being amused by Kiro’s serious tone.

MC: Okay, let’s do it together.

Time is moving slowly and quietly, walking forward with a lazy pace. The lazy rest is close to the not-so-perfect Kiro.

Put together a cupcake with a honey-flavoured centre. *Changed some wording*

[Chapter 5]

When I had walked halfway towards the company, I decided to pull out my phone and call Kiki.

MC: Kiki, there are some things on my end that I can’t get away from. You can help me with the people from the other company and change the meeting to a virtual one.

MC: The contract has been sorted out, I will send it to them later. You are responsible for monitoring the online meeting.

Kiki: Mhhm, okay. Sounds good, boss.

After temporarily solving the company’s problems, I returned to Kiro’s house.

In order to avoid disturbing Kiro, who might still be asleep, I opened the door very quietly.

But when I entered through the door, I saw Kiro sitting cross-legged on the floor with his back facing me.

Kiro: Cello, don’t move.

A cat’s tail came out from his side, swinging back and forth uncomfortably, but was caught by Kiro in the next second.

Kiro: A few days ago, I didn’t play with you, which made you unhappy with me.

He was talking to himself, then sighed slightly.

Kiro: From now on I will play with you every day, but you are not allowed to bite your tail.

Kiro: If you bite your tail bald again, I will confiscate your dried fish!

Hearing what he said, I couldn’t help but laugh.

Kiro turned around when he heard the sound and when I saw Cello resting in his arms, I opened my eyes wide.

MC: You made a small flower for her bald spot.

A small flower made of pink wool is tied around Cello’s tail, which was probably taken from Kiro’s clothes. It covered most of the bald spot.

Kiro: Miss Chips, why are you back so soon?

Kiro was a little taken back, but because of my presence, there was an unconcealed smile in his eyes.

As I walked to Kiro’s side, I creased my eyes and opened my mouth.

MC: Because the witty Miss Chips changed the meeting to an online one, if it is synchronized with the time abroad, it will not start until the evening.

Kiro touched his chin thoughtfully.

Kiro: In other words, before the meeting, you still have a lot of time alone with me.

MC: You can think of it like that.

Suddenly I saw the familiar sly smile in his eyes. I was stunned for a second as I realized something and then took a step back cautiously.

Kiro smiled innocently and brilliantly.

Kiro: Miss Chips can’t run away, you came back to me by “getting caught” by my net. *Changed some wording*

In the next second, he hugged my waist and his presence hit me overwhelmingly.

Cello jumped to the ground, licked her paws, and curiously tilted her head to look at everything in front of her.

Kiro led me to the sofa where I sat in his arms, my heartbeat still a little fast.

Kiro chuckled.

Kiro: Why does Miss Chips look like as if I’m going to do something bad?

His palm touched my bare back, arousing a shudder.

He looked down at me, but there was nothing else in his eyes other than like.

I think of his unusual moments these past few days and my heart can’t help but feel moved.

The next second, I reached out and hooked my arms around Kiro’s neck. Kiro looked at me in a daze.

MC: Kiro, all the things that happen to you, I want to be the first person to share them with you.

I paused.

MC: Just as happiness and sadness are all the flavours of life we must experience;

MC: I want to be together in those bleak moments that must be experienced.

MC: Because--friction generates heat.

MC: So next time if you feel empty, let me stay with you.

MC: Let me fill your time.

Kiro’s eyes seemed to have a small sparkle of light in them after hearing my words.

After a while, I was pulled by Kiro and fell back into his arms.

Following his movements, my bag fell to the ground and a clear sound rang out. Kiro turned his head and glanced, leaning over and picking up a lipstick.

I reached out to take the lipstick, but Kiro grabbed my wrist.

He looked at me and suddenly put some on his lips slowly.

In the small and charming space, all his movements seemed to be slow and carefully planned, which made me suddenly think of the fragments I saw in the lens.

Kiro: While eating hot pot, Miss Chips said that she regretted not being able to see my exclusive performance.

He paused for a moment and gave a grin.

Kiro: Well now you can.

He raised his hand and the hot red in his palm brushed my hair and then letting it fall onto my back, bringing the smell of spices.

It’s like a light kiss.

I stiffened for a moment, only to feel that the spot touched by him was burning like fire, making me want to get closer.

MC: Kiro….

I muttered Kiro’s name softly. As if receiving some kind of response, he suddenly took my hand.

Then he lowered his head slightly and pressed his warm lips to my wrist.

Kiro: I’m here.

There was a warm touch from his skin and Kiro’s lips were still pressed against my wrist, but he lifted his eyes to look at me.

I blushed suddenly and wanted to lower my head and look away. The next second, I was firmly grasped with his other hand.

He held my hand and guided my fingertips past his lips.

His look was seductive, like a fairy falling into the world, unknowingly attracting me.

But perhaps, he knew it.

Kiro: Now I am sure that you have filled the most precious time in my world.

His blue eyes are as gentle as the sea and there is only a small me inside of them.

He looked at me and got closer, hot breath fell on the side of my neck accompanied by a soft voice.

Kiro: In fact, there have always been many temptations and difficulties on the way to becoming an actor.

Kiro: It’s a small boat called “Kiro”, sailing on the waves of the world. He often encounters danger, gets injured, and breaks.

The soft touch lingers from the side of my neck to my earlobe, and the breathy whispers fall on my ears very affectionately.

Kiro: But this one person, she found the boat on the boundless sea and repaired his damages.

Kiro: She then stayed on the boat and sailed the world with him to see glaciers and lakes.

Kiro: This person is called Miss Chips, and she is-- the beacon that guides me through the world.

His voice is like falling petals; quiet and soft with the ultimate sincerity. *Changed some wording*

Kiro: In the play, Kiro’s emotions belong to the stage.

Kiro: But Kiro outside the play, his world, everything about him belongs to you.

The scorching temperature left my neck and he looked at me earnestly with undisguised emotions in his eyes, like the surging ocean tides.

I couldn’t help but hug his neck back.

MC: Kiro, you made me the best Miss Chips in the world.

MC: Let’s go to farther places together, see glacial lakes, and sail the world together….

MC: Nothing can make me leave your side.

The sunflower grows enthusiastically and his golden hair is soft and brilliant. The world is flourishing and beautiful, just like himself.

If I were Kiro’s beacon for sailing the world, then let me be that tower that illuminates him.

Because-- he is also the most indispensable part of my world.

End

#mlqc #mlqc spoilers #mr love queens choice #mr love #mr love game #mr love dream date #mldd #mr love kiro #mlqc kiro #mldd kiro #周棋洛 #date translation #IM SO PROUD OF MC!!

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brutal-nemesis · 3 years

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Forest Day 2021: Un-cursing a Forest Tutorial (Gone Wrong)

Come into the woods with me, won’t you? I promise everything will be super normal and it’s totally not a little over 5k words hahahahahaha

Castys Masterlist

Ingredients: cannibalism mention, plant/animal/body horror (there is a lot of this and it is weird and kind of gross at times so this is your warning), acid burns, i use the word “pustules” multiple times, eye whump, gore, suicide for convenience

Castys woke up to darkness.

His head was pounding, so it was sort of nice, but much less nice when he tried to move and discovered his arms were tied behind his back. Upon further investigation, he realized he was gagged and blindfolded as well.

Great.

He sat up and was just starting to try and get his gag out using his shoulder when a pair of hands grabbed him and hauled him to his feet. He tried to jerk out of their grasp, but a second person grabbed his other arm, and then it was all he could do to keep up as they hauled him to wherever. The ground changed from something solid feeling to something dirt-sounding, and then solid again after the creak of a door opening.

“He’s awake, Chief.”

“Thank you. Just leave him and wait outside.” One of the men kicked the back of Castys’s legs, forcing him to his knees. He was tempted to get up once he felt their hands leave him, but he figured it would be best to just wait and see what the hell was going on for now. Once the blindfold was removed, he tried to look around, but a rough hand grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up at his captor, a strong looking woman with her dark hair in a complicated braid. She examined him with concern. “I didn’t think you would look this young.” Her free hand untied the gag, and she gently pulled it out of his mouth. “You are him, and not just some child, right?”

“Nope, just a child. A nineteen year old boy. Not immortal, so I think you’ve got the wrong guy.”

Her eyes narrowed. “I never said I was looking for an immortal.”

Castys opened and closed his mouth a few times, blinking. “I-okay that one’s on me. Hooray, you caught me.” He glared up at her. “Now what do you want?”

She let go of him, stepping back and crossing her arms. “I am Citlali, the chief of Nauhiliv’s Hollow. For centuries, my people have-”

“I’m not really in the mood for a history lesson, so just get to the-”

“Either shut up and let me talk or I will gag you again.” Castys rolled his eyes. “I promise it’s relevant, alright?”

“Fine.”

Citlali took a deep breath and began again. “For centuries, the people of Nauhiliv’s Hollow have lived as one with the forest, taking only what we need from its bounty, hunting and gathering from the lands around us. But now,” she looked away, “now the forest is...twisted. What was once a familiar place has become dark and horrifying, and they are now far too dangerous to hunt in. Everyone we have sent in to find the source of the curse has not yet returned.” She took a shuddering breath before looking back at Castys. “You, however, can’t die. So would you-”

“How much will you pay me?”

“Just...this.” She held up a small leather pouch, one that looked kind of like...Castys hurriedly looked down, feeling his stomach twist when he didn’t see the familiar string around his neck.

“You took my-give it back! How did you even find out about that?!” Castys fought to keep his voice even, his fists clenched behind him. That pouch was important to him, it had his rock that allowed him to kill himself easily and painlessly, and it also had...he just needed it, dammit.

“You’re apparently, ah, quite chatty when you’re drunk.” She twirled the pouch on her finger lazily. “So, if you lift the forest’s curse, you’ll get it back. And until then, my other half is going to keep it safe in a pocket dimension, where even a notorious thief like you can’t get to it.”

Castys’s face darkened. “That’s-if you wanted me to help you why didn’t you just, I don’t know, ask instead of fucking kidnapping me and stealing my shit?”

“Because I’ve heard tell that you’re a selfish asshole who definitely wouldn’t help us unless we paid you a ton of money or forced you to. And since we’re not exactly drowning in cash…”

Castys mulled it over for a moment, wiggling his hands against the ropes. “Yeah okay that’s fair. I still hate you, but that’s fair.”

Citlali rolled her eyes. “Are you going to do it, then? Because if not,” she stalked over and grabbed Castys’s chin tightly, forcing him to look up at her, “I could think of a different way you could help my people, immortal.”

“I promise you, I taste terrible.” Citlali flinched back, letting go of Castys’s face.

“What-no that isn’t-I meant I was going to sell you, idiot! That’s so-we’re nowhere near desperate enough to eat…” she shook her head.

“Okay, sorry, I figured if you were desperate enough to kidnap me you were also desperate enough to want to eat me and my infinite flesh.”

“Those two are absolutely not the same level of-look, are you going to do it or not? Because if not I will sell you and keep your precious-”

“I’ll go kill your stupid forest curse thing,” Castys sighed. “Being sold is super annoying, and escaping will be way harder without my rock.” He glanced back over his shoulder. “Can you untie me now?”

“Do you promise not to try to run off? You won’t be able to get your pouch back by force, and this village is surrounded by these cursed woods except for a single, well guarded road, so there really won’t be any point in trying, anyway.”

“Yeah, yeah, I get it.” Castys got to his feet after she freed him, rubbing his chafed wrists as he looked down at his very empty belt. “You’re going to give me my sword back for this, right? I know I can’t die but fuck if I’m going in there without a weapon.”

“You can have your sword, and the small amount of supplies we can spare, once the sun rises and you set out. Until then,” she gestured to the door, “let Tlaloc and Meztli show you where you can sleep.”

~~~

Castys took a deep breath as he looked up at the trees towering over him, gripping his pack tightly. They looked like normal trees to him, and he was sort of disappointed that they didn’t look...creepier? He expected this horrible cursed forest to look more horrible and cursed, especially with all the trouble that bitch went through to make him do this. He glanced back, but Citlali and the guards were still behind him, and she waved her hand at him to get going. Sighing, he started walking into the forest, hoping this whole “curse” thing was just some asshole wizard kids playing a trick.

Soon enough, he spaced out listening to the forest sounds. The rustling of the wind in the branches, the chirping of birds, the faint screaming...wait what. No, yeah that was screaming or something. He looked around frantically for the source of it, just now noticing that the trees were...different, somehow. They sort of...shimmered, moving in a strange way. Cautiously, he approached the nearest trunk and studied it. It was...it was moving, the whole surface shifting and crawling, like it was covered completely in bugs. O-kay then.

Moving on.

Castys wasn’t even sure what he was supposed to look for. That chief lady had really just sent him in here with the very helpful instruction of “fix it”, like he had ever un-cursed a forest before. He didn’t know where he was supposed to go, or...where he even was. He’d been trying to walk in a straight line, but the way behind him looked unfamiliar, as if the trees and plants had decided to move around while he wasn’t looking. Well, it appeared that wandering aimlessly was his only option now. Delightful.

Maybe he should do something as he walked along to help pass the time. Not that he didn’t mind walking around in nature, this place was just...he pulled out his rekara, twirling it between his fingers for a moment before putting it to his lips and blowing, tapping his fingers on the slender instrument’s holes to play a stupid little tune. It covered up the faint screaming sound quite nicely, and it eventually attracted a little bird, which fluttered down on a nearby branch. It was a very normal-looking one, with plain brown feathers and cute lil’ eyes.

When it opened its mouth to chirp at him, though, another scream rang out through the forest, so loud it sounded like it was coming from right next to Castys. Startled, he jumped a bit, stumbling back and tripping over a tree root or something, falling right on his ass. Frantically, he looked around for the source of the scream, but there was no one around him, as far as he could tell. “Anyone screaming out there?!” he called as he stood up, but he was met with silence. Well, not silence silence but just...nothing un-ambient. Maybe the trees were screaming. It could be a tree thing.

The bird was still sitting there staring at him, and oh my fuck it’s the bird isn’t it-again, the bird opened its beak, and again, a horrible scream echoed around him. Well wasn’t that nice. A bird that screamed like a person. Castys slowly backed away, hoping the little thing’s only weird quality was the noise it made. Once he felt like he’d gotten far enough away, he turned and ran, and he was only running to cover more ground quickly, not because he was scared, no, a little unsettled, maybe, but not scared.

He stopped to catch his breath after a few minutes, and as he stood there panting, he realized the forest around him had grown even more...strange. The trees actively waved in the air now, though there was no wind, and many of their branches hung limp, like they were made of cloth or something and not solid wood. Their bark still glistened and crawled, swirling into strange, mesmerizing patterns. The leaves of all the plants were different now, too, having taken on a sickly pink color, almost like...light-colored skin. Tasty.

Okay, yeah, something was obviously very wrong and cursed here, but he still had no clue what the fuck to do about it. He’s been hoping he could find...he didn’t know, something that looked like the source of it, like a very giant tree with a hole in it or perhaps a big magic crystal or an evil bear. But all around him were just normal sized haunted trees and no crystals and weird greenish mold and all the plants with their gross fleshy leaves-wait that mold or whatever was new. He crouched down and pulled out his knife so he could poke at it.

Upon closer inspection, it was like...little green pustules clustered together on the surface of the shifting tree bark. He used the tip of his knife to prod one of them, but it burst far more easily than he had been expecting, splattering greenish goop all over his hand, and it burned. Crying out, he dropped his knife and looked frantically around for water or something he could use to get this awful stuff off because dying wouldn’t make it go away so until he got rid of it somehow he was just stuck feeling it burn away his fucking flesh but there wasn’t anything here besides plants and more plants so it looks like that was all he was going to get-

With shaking hands, he grabbed a nearby leaf, shuddering at the fleshlike texture, the warmth, and wiped it desperately over his wounds, trying to scrape away the acidic sludge. It sort of worked, getting the larger clumps off, but he could still feel it eating his damn flesh, if only he had-wait he was a fucking idiot-he pulled out the waterskin Citlali had lent him, sloppily splashing water over his hand, gasping in relief as the pain lessened slightly. Obviously nothing was going to heal the wounds besides dying, but now he could actually do that without the acid continuing to burn him. He reached down into his shirt, feeling for the pouch containing his death rock, but...no, that’s right, he didn’t have it, he’d have to slit his throat like old times. Sighing, he wiped the acid goop off of his knife before turning it on himself.

Castys woke up very pleased to find that his hand no longer had holes in it, but when he saw the leaves he had wiped it on, his stomach twisted. The acid had burned right through them, and the holes were rimmed with red, dripping...it was blood, blood leaking from those fleshlike leaves. Quickly, Castys wiped off his knife and sheathed it, getting to his feet, ready to run the fuck away from those gross acid pustules. But...maybe it was a good sign that things were getting weirder, maybe he was getting closer to whatever the hell the source of all this was. So maybe he should…follow that stuff. It was the only sort of idea on where to go he had gotten this whole time, so it really was his only option, huh? He’d just have to be careful not to touch it.

The streaks of green on the swirling tree trunks, which had darkened to a shiny black at some point, led him, allegedly, deeper into the forest. Wait, how was the green stuff staying in one spot while the trunk beneath it was shifting? That didn’t make any sense, not like anything did here, but still…physics. He studied the nearest tree for a moment, watching its surface move as the clump of acid bubble things stayed still. Though...he could see something between the cracks in the crawling trunk, something long and off-white, like...yup. Trees with bones. Lovely. Shaking his head, Castys resumed walking, deciding to just not question anything ever again.

Things certainly got stranger as he continued. There was a pond where his reflection didn’t have a face, dragonflies with wings that looked like overgrown fingernails, and a herd of deer with skin and muscle so clear that all he could see were their organs and bones okay but what would clear deer meat taste like, so he felt like he was probably going the right way. When he heard a strange thumping sound, like something large walking around, he cautiously moved towards the source of it, poking his head out from behind a tree to see what it was.

It was the ugliest, most disgusting horrible abomination creature thing he had ever seen. It’s main body was the same light fleshy color as the leaves, dotted with clumps of acid pustules, with a mishmash of vaguely humanoid limbs with all sorts of skin tones jutting out of its misshapen body every which way. And it had so many eyes all over, some frantically darting around, some focused horrifyingly on him. But the worst part were all the flowers sprouting it from it, not because they were flowers, but because these flowers had little white teeth in their centers, probably serving as the mouths for this thing since he didn’t see one anywhere else on it. Honestly, he wouldn’t mind cutting this thing to bits in the slightest, it was freaky. He stepped out and drew his sword, watching the monster warily as it shambled towards him. If this thing wasn’t the source of the curse, he didn’t know what would be.

Once it was within range, Castys slashed at it, wincing as a high pitched shriek rang out from one of the flower-mouths. He danced back as it swung at him with two of its arms, their hands reaching out to grab him. This kept on for a bit, him slashing at the monster and dodging its blows, though he’d occasionally make the mistake of slicing a clump of acid pustules, spraying himself with the corrosive substance. When he stopped for a moment to catch his breath, he noticed something...unfortunate. All the gashes he’d cut in the monster were slowly closing, healing that thing up like his attacks hadn’t even happened. He, on the other hand, was covered in acid burns and not sure how much longer he’d actually be faster than this thing. His healing was useless in a fight, since dying left him completely defenseless for a good minute or so.

He had to figure something else out some other-shit, he couldn’t stand still for very long, this monster just wouldn’t quit attacking him. He might have been safe in a tree, but all the ones in the area were pretty much completely covered in that acid stuff, so that was out of the question. Seeing an opening, he lunged, trying to stab one of those fucked up mouths, and he couldn’t help but feel a spark of relief as his blade sank in, knocking out some of its teeth. But his elation turned to fear as he felt something grab his ankle the same moment the mouth clamped shut around his sword. He tried his best to keep his grip on his sword as it yanked him up, but it slipped through his fingers, leaving him defenseless as the monster slammed him down onto the ground, his whole body lighting up in pain.

Over and over, it smashed his body against the ground with inhuman strength. All Castys could do was scream as he felt his bones break, their sharp edges piercing him from the inside. To finish, it threw him against one of the trees, the impact of his body bursting a myriad of acid pustules open, drenching him in the stuff. Castys fell to the ground in a heap, sucking in pained breaths beneath his shattered ribs, and all he could do was helplessly watch through his one good eye, the other reduced to goop by the acid, as the monster raised a foot above him. His mind was screaming at him to go, to run, but he could hardly move, he should just let himself die so he could heal, but he didn’t want to, he didn’t want to just lie still and let this thing step on him, slowly building up the pressure on his already ruined ribcage, forcing ragged screams out of his acid-burned throat, he was going to be crushed but he didn’t want to be, g-get off please it hurts so much why do I have to do this it’s not fair I didn’t even do anything wrong this time please-

Castys came back to pain, sparking, burning agony soaking deep into his flesh. He was still covered in acid, and even with his bones intact now he could barely bring himself to move. But he had to, he had to get up, he had to kill this thing, had to get out of this awful place himself, because there was no other way out, because no one was going to come save him, not now, not ever. Just as he was psyching himself up to try and stand, the monster’s hands grabbed him all over, dragging him off the ground. He tried to squirm out of its grasp, and while it had too many damn hands and he had too many damn acid burns for this to actually be effective, he struggled anyway. As it lowered him towards one of its flower mouths, he tried to at least scream expletives at it, but of course he’d still had acid in his throat when he died so he couldn’t even relish the simple joy of yelling “fuck”.

What would happen to him if this gross monster ate him whole, he didn’t want to find out, but it seemed like he was going to if he didn’t break free. Castys shuddered as the mouth opened wide, wider, impossibly wide, showing off an unnecessary amount of wicked sharp teeth, and oh fuck they were a lot closer to him than he’d thought because his damn left eye was a corroded mess again and all of a sudden there were teeth tearing through his flesh and he was falling, falling into that horrible mouth surrounded by bright purple petals, pointed teeth digging into him, but he felt something, he felt something, hard and rough, and maybe it was his sword, and he could still kill this thing, so he wrapped his burned hand around it, fingers screaming in protest, and pulled, and as much as it hurt, as much as his sword was stuck, he wasn’t going to lose here.

His sword finally broke free with a disgusting squelch, though it felt a lot lighter than he remembered, and just as he pulled it out, the monster collapsed to the ground. Castys somehow managed to worm his tattered body out of the creature’s mouth, and once he was free, he held up his sword so he could stab himself with it, but discovered the object he was holding was very much not his sword. It was a strange wooden carving of a twisted tree, like ones surrounding him, a small bone fitted so snugly inside that it was almost as if the wood had grown around it. Was this...the source of everything? It was the most curse-causing looking thing he’d seen so far, and given that it seemed to be the core of that monster...oh, it was starting to grow flesh. Oh absolutely not.

Castys looked around frantically for his sword, his dagger, anything to break this talisman thing with. The first thing that caught his eye within reach was an unfamiliar axe, but he lunged for it, wishing he had time to kill himself and reset his body’s condition, but there was no telling how much this thing would grow while he was out. If he wanted a chance at ending this for good, he had to do it now. He rasped in pain as he dragged himself upright, grabbing the axe with blood-slicked fingers before he set the cursed object down and swung, crying out brokenly in pain and frustration. After a few clumsy whacks, the talisman broke in two, and the flesh bubbling out of it ceased moving. Was...was it over? It had to be. It had to be. It had to-

Head spinning, Castys fell sideways, the vision in his functional eye starting to blur. He knew he needed...to die...but he just...didn’t have...the...strength…

It was warm...comfortable...but it hurt, and...everything was...itchy. But still, so warm, and that was pleasant, and he found himself leaning into it. It was almost like...

Castys jolted awake, his eye snapping open. He was inside some building, the wooden ceiling above him lit by rippling firelight, in what felt like a bed, his whole body throbbing fiercely, and there was...a hand on his forehead. A hand attached to the village chief, Citlali, who was looking at him with concern. Her face broke into a relieved smile when she saw he was conscious, despite him flinching away from her touch. “So, our hero is finally awake.”

“I-” Castys tried to speak, but his throat was still severely fucked up, in fact, his whole body was. He hadn’t fucking died since he’d passed out, and these idiots didn’t know how his immortality worked, so they’d actually bandaged him up. The feeling of them was totally foreign, if not a little nostalgic. God, he must have looked fucking awful when they found him. He hoped it would make them think twice about kidnapping people to do their dirty work in the future.

“Don’t try to speak; your throat is quite badly damaged. Do you want something to write on?” Castys nodded, and she fetched him a wooden tablet and a stick of charcoal. He considered writing something on the angrier side, but seeing as he still didn’t have his pouch back, and that she had tried to help him...he should probably play nice. He was too tired for any more fighting, anyway.

“If you’d just kill me so I can heal that would be great.” Pausing, he decided he should probably explain that a bit better. “Every time I die I come back to life fully healed. And the most convenient way for me to die is to touch my rock, which I believe I’ve earned back. Unless the forest is still wonky.”

“No, you did break the curse, and I want to thank you for that, because obviously it wasn’t easy. I-” she cut herself off. “First things first, let’s get you healed for good.” She furrowed her brow. “Will healing with these bandages on...mess it up somehow? Some of them might be a little...stuck to your wounds. Should I take them off of you first?” Castys considered it for a moment. He’d never tried to heal with bandages on, but if things went wrong...it might be more painful to have to cut them out of his flesh or whatever. He nodded, holding out an arm.

Citlali was gentle as she unwound the bandages with practiced skill, but that didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt like hell. It felt like she was ripping his damn skin off, and every time his idiot body tried to scream in pain, it tore up his throat even further, making the whole affair even more damnably unpleasant. He could hardly stand to look at the wounds underneath, all pink and red and oozing what he assumed was pus. The worst part, however, was when she removed the bandage from around the remains of his left eye and it pulled a little string of bloody flesh off with it. He screamed at that, really screamed, and he realized he was crying, and he didn’t understand how mortals did this all the time. Citlali didn’t so much as flinch at the gore, the smell, or his pain, and he almost felt embarrassed about how poorly he was handling this.

When she was done, she retrieved his pouch from a nearby table, giving it to him wordlessly. With shaking hands, Castys managed to pull it open and stick a finger inside, sighing in relief as the familiar blackness took him. When he woke up, he was happy to find that there wasn’t any more acid on him, so he was actually fully healed this time. “Thanks,” he muttered, flexing his hands.

“Thank you, you really saved us. I...I know you were forced to, and I know that I shouldn’t have done it that way, but I felt like we didn’t have any other option, and-”

“It’s fine,” Castys sighed, waving a hand dismissively. “That shit was pretty fucked up so I’m not really surprised all the mortals you sent in died. And it’s not like I’m known for my benevolence.” He put the pouch around his neck, where it thumped against his bare chest. “So, did my clothes-”

Citlali shook her head. “They were full of holes and covered in acid, so we asked around and got you a spare set.” She handed him a folded shirt that was similar in style to the pants he’d been wearing when he woke up, and he pulled it on. She handed him the rest of his belongings before picking up the pieces of the wooden carving that he’d destroyed. “Where...where did you find this?”

“Inside the freaky monster with all the limbs and shit.”

“The what.”

“Was its giant corpse not near where you found me?”

“There wasn’t anything out of the ordinary there besides this and some of the weapons and equipment from our lost expedition parties.” She put it down, standing and crossing her arms. “We all felt the shift in the forest when the curse was lifted, and when we went out to investigate, everything seemed just like it had before all of this started. We found you collapsed in a clearing not too far from here.”

“Not too-I feel like I wandered around for hours! Stupid cursed forest.”

Citlali huffed. “Regardless, we found the talisman next to you, but no monster. But if this was what caused everything…” She picked up one of the pieces, gripping it tightly. “I think I understand what happened.”

“That’s great for you, don’t let it happen again.” Castys stood, shouldering his pack. “I...I can leave now, right?”

She looked up abruptly. “Oh, uh, yes, though you’re welcome to stay as long as you like, and we were thinking of holding a feast once we-” she stopped, clearing her throat. “We’d like to make it up to you in any way you can, but I understand if you’d like to leave. I’ll walk you out.”

Part of Castys wanted to stay and get a bunch of free food out of these people, or at least actual compensation for the ordeal he just went through, but he didn’t know if he could stand to be surrounded by these woods for much longer, despite the fact that they were allegedly no longer cursed. He couldn’t fight the nervous feeling in his stomach as walked away, his steps quickening once he and Citlali parted ways. He didn’t really relax until he had left the forest far behind him.

Once he was safe, Castys opened his pouch and reached inside, worming his finger into the secret side pocket that was separated from the rock. He gently pulled out the piece of paper, unfolding it and sighing in relief upon seeing the drawing on it still intact. Not that he’d expected anything to happen to it, but…The memory of the first day of his life, at least that he was aware of, was far more precious than anything else.

Because if he lost it, if he lost that spark of happiness, that piece of who he was that day, he felt like he would collapse under the weight of every awful thing he’d endured ever since.

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#forest day #forest day 2021 #castys #immortal whumpee #cannibalism mention #plant horror #animal horror #body horror #acid cw #suicide for convenience #gore #eye whump #sorry it starts kinda slow but i just wanted him tied up on his knees #citlali tryna be a lil professional but castys is too much of a lil shit for that façade to stay up #but yeah castys is *about* 19 physically (and mentally. i mean listen to him talk)#sometimes the forest be screamin. or just birds be screamin #stupid idiot boy pokes at acid balls with a knife and gets splashed. more at 11 #mmm who wants to touch a flesh leaf huh 👁👅👁 give it a lick #i didnt know where i wanted there to be bones for a while but we settled on in the trees #if at any point you are like ''hmm this vaguely reminds me of the 3rd boss from RE8 or perhaps the game 'the forest'''#you win those were both sources of inspo <3 #every time the monster ate someone their limbs and eyes would be added to The Collection™#hence the variety of colors there #and i needed weird flowers somewhere so they ended up the mouths cuz eh why not #yeah i like immortals whose healing mechanics arent beneficial during a fight it makes it sexy

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“If you don’t gimme the remote, I’ll have to tickle you!” Hardenshipping >:333 I really love your writing.

Awww!! Thank you! Your kind words mean a lot to me! Here you go! I hope you enjoy reading!!

This was one of those times when Maxie was in an extremely cuddly and clingy mood. And when this happens, he wants Archie all to himself without any distractions.

“Archie, I demand cuddles.” He said, walking up to the couch with a blanket in his arms.

Archie cracked up. “Well of course, yer highness. Come here.”

He opened his arms up and let his husband curl up next to him. However, Archie was a little bit distracted, watching a Pokémon battle on tv. So, Maxie felt a little neglected.

“Archieeeee….”

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His arms went around him and he snuggled into his side. “You’re not paying attention to me..” He whined, nuzzling him.

“Of course I am, Max. *kiss*

“Then could you please turn the tv off? I want to sit here cuddling with you with no distractions..”

Archie rolled his eyes. “Babe, the tv isn’t hurting anything. I’ll give ye as much attention and affection as ye want. Ye know that.”

Maxie clung to him tighter. “Tv off.”

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He reached across Archie’s lap, looking for the remote. “Give me the remote.”

“Uh, not gonna happen, Max.” Archie laughed. “I’ll turn it off when I’m done, then I’ll be all yours to snuggle, kay?”

Maxie kept reaching for the remote, but couldn’t find it. “Where the hell did you put it?”

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“Fine..” He grumbled, giving up and laying back down in his lap.

About 30 minutes later…

“Archie. You said it would only be a few minutes. It’s been half an hour!” He pouted again. “Alright, that’s it.. give me the remote!”

“But I’m not done yet!” Archie hid it behind his back, chuckling at his lover’s attempts to look for it.

“If you don’t give me that remote, I’ll have to tickle you.” He warned, smirking at him.

Archie glared back at him, and he saw the mischievous gleam in his eyes. “Ye wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me.” Maxie replied, poking him in the side.

“Maxie, no!” Archie pushes him away.

He pinned him to the couch. “Maxie yes!” He exclaimed as he dug into Archie’s sides, making the larger man squirm.

“W-Wahahait!! Mahahahax!! Don’t-! Ahaha- st-stohohohohop!!!” He didn’t quite realize what he just said, and why his husband just evilly smirked at him.

“Don’t stop? Alright.. if you say so!” With that, Maxie shoved his wiggling fingers up Archie’s armpits, getting him to howl.

“AHAHAHAHANOHOHOHOHOHO!!!” He hollered, trying to throw Maxie off of him. “AHAHAHAHA- MAHAHAHAX PLEHEHEASE!!! DOHOHOHOHON’T!!!”

“Are you going to give me the remote?” He asked, slowing the tickling so he could answer. “If not, this continues.”

“Hahaha- Max! No! Hehehehahaha- I wahas wahahahatching ihihihihit!!” The other man cackled when devious fingers found his neck. “C-CUT IT OUT!!”

He grinned. “Fine, then.” He went back to torturing his husband. “Coochie Coochie coo~”

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHOHOHOHO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAP!!!”

“Mm~ I love your laugh so much.” He smiled.

“HAHAHAHAHA!!!! MAHAHAHAX I’M GOHOHOHONNA KIHIHIHIHILL YEHEHEHE!!! AHAHAHA- NOHOHOT THERE!!!”

Maxie was squeezing his sides. “Where? Here?” He squeezed them harder. “Or how about here?” He chuckled, squeezing his knees next. “I know your knees are a bad spot.”

“FUHUHUHUHUHAHAHAHAHA!!! STAHAHAHAP!!! I CAHAHAN’T TAKE IHIHIT!! YEHEHEHEHER KILLING MEHEHEHEE!”

“My god. You might be the most ticklish person I’ve ever met… you’re so cute. And.. You know what to do to get me to stop.” The redhead replied, his sneaky grin ever so big. “Remote, please.”

Archie managed to push him back to the other edge of the couch, then he pinned him down while catching his breath.

“Wha- h-hey!! Archie!!!”

“Yeah.. heh.. I knew exactly what to do to get ye to stop, and that was to overpower ye!” He growled, staring down his husband like a Pyroar who just caught its dinner.

“G-get off of me!” Maxie protested.

Archie grabbed the remote from behind him, and turned their tv off. “There~” He smiled. “It’s off. Now… ye wanted some alone time with me, didn’t ye? But ye thought ye could just attack me like that, huh?”

The redhead was getting really nervous now. “A-Archie- d-don’t-“

“Hehehe… ye made a very big mistake, Max..” He kisses him on his forehead. “Now he’s after ye.. do ye know who he is?” He positions his hands on Maxie’s sides.

He already started giggling his head off. “N-no! Ahaharchie don’t!! I-I’m sorry!”

Archie took no mercy on him, he slipped his hands into his sweater and attacked his sides. “He’s the tickle monster!” He growled after removing Maxie’s glasses and placing them somewhere safe.

“N-NOHOHOHO!! AHAHAHARCHIHIHIE!!!” He squealed, twisting his body left and right to escape his fingers. “NOHOHO!! ST-STAHAP!!”

“Ye set yerself up for failure when ye started tickling me! I literally know all of yer tickle spots! It’s like ye wanted this to happen, silly!”

“NOHOHOHO- I- AHAHAHA!!! STAHAHAHOP IHIHIHIT!! I’LL KILL YOHOHOHOHOU!!!”

“Hey, yer the one that started it, Maxie..” He chuckles. “And I’m the one that’s gonna end it!” He lifted his shirt up and blew a raspberry on his belly.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA-!! AHAHA- AHARCHIHIE! NOHOHOT THAHAHAHAT!! ST-ST-STAHAHA-“

*inhale* “PFFFFFFT-“

“FUHUHUHAHAHAHACK!!! STOP IHIHIHIT!!! HAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEE!! N-NO MORE!”

Archie giggles along with him. “Yer laugh is so cute, Max..” He then snuck his hands up to his armpits. “Tiiiiickle tickle tickle!”

“OHOHOHOHO GOHOHOHOHOD!!! STOP!!! NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE PLEHEHEHEASE-“

“C’mon, Maxie!” Archie teased. “Where’s that precious smile?? Huh?”

Trapping his hands underneath his arms, he covered his face in embarrassment. “I AHAHAHAM SMILING YOU IHIHIHIDIOT!!!”

“Tsk tsk tsk… name calling… that’s beneath you, Max.” He removed his hands from his armpits and grabbed one of his ankles. “And for that… imma pull out the big guns..”

“D-DON’T YOU DAHAHARE!!!” Maxie warned.

The Aqua leader traced his finger on the side of his foot, as a warning.

*Snort* “St-Stop!!”

“Nah.” He put Maxie’s ankle in a headlock and spidered his fingers at it.

“NOHOHOHOHO GOHOHOHOD NOHOHO!!! NOT THAT!!! ANYTHIHIHIHING BUT THAHAT!! ARCHIHIHIHIHIEHEEHEEEHEE PLEHEHEASE!!”

“Tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle!! Coochie Coochie Coochie coo!!”

Maxie fell back on the couch and cackled hard, tears streaming from his face, red as it could be.

But then Archie grabbed one of his toes, that made him let out a high pitched shriek.

“NO! ARCHIE NO!!” He squeaked, beating weakly at the man’s back. “N-Not my toes! Please have mercy!!”

His husband didn’t listen. He tickled the soft spot underneath his toes, making him howl in laughter. Following that was in between his toes.

“OKAYOKAYOKAY STAHAHAHAHAHAP!! PLEHEHEHEASE! IHIHIHI TAHAHAP OUT!!!”

“This isn’t a wrestling match, babe. It’s a tickle fight. And yer losing!!”

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! ST-STAHAP!! PLEASE!! IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T- *snort* BREEHHEHEHEHEATHE!!!”

Archie laughed hysterically at his reaction, but finally let his ankle and foot go when his laughter turned silent. He pinned him down again and kissed his cheek. “I love ye, Max..”

Maxie pushed his face away.

“Aw, c’mon Max! Yer not mad at me..”

“Yes, I am.”

Archie raised his eyebrow and gave him a grin. “Ye started it.”

Maxie’s face turned red, blushing and trying to avoid eye contact. “Y-yes.. I did..”

Archie wrapped his arms around him and buried his face into his neck, kissing him.

“Mmm~ I love ye so much. Please don’t stay mad at me.”

Maxie was trying extremely hard to hold back laughter, but he couldn’t. “Archie, stop it… y-your beard tickles..”

“Oh? Does it now? Ye still love it anyway..” The Aqua leader purred at him, nuzzling his beard at his neck more.

“I s-said stop!” He giggled, squirming away from him. “Please! Ihihit tickles!”

“Are ye gonna forgive me, hun?”

“Yehehes! Yehehes okay???” Maxie snorted. “Y-you’ve tickled me enough…”

Archie stopped nuzzling and looked down at him, completely in love.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Because if you tickle me again, I’ll destroy you.” He playfully sneered.

“Oh, no.. it’s because yer so cute.”

“Shut it.. I’m not… The great Maxie isn’t cute.”

“Heh, I say otherwise, Max..” The pirate smiled, kissing his cheek and tickling under his chin.

“N-No-!” He giggled. He pushed his face away, but Archie pinned him back down and gave his neck more nuzzles and kisses. “Ahahaharchieeeee!”

“Hehe, I love yer laugh so much.. *kiss* I don’t hear it often enough. Guess that means I should tickle ye more.”

“NO.” He snorted, smacking a sneaky hand coming up to his ribs.

They laid there for a good while, and Maxie finally got what he wanted. He was on top of Archie’s chest, half asleep, purring like a Skitty while Archie pet his head and ran his fingers through his hair.

“Archie..?”

“Mm? T’s the matter, Max?”

*blush* “I love you.”

“Awww, I love ye too, hun.” He giggled, pressing their noses together, and giving him a passionate kiss on the lips. “Ye happy I gave ye the snuggles ye wanted?”

“Very much so.” The Magma leader chuckled. “Let’s stay like this for the rest of the evening..”

“Wouldn’t wanna be doing anything else..” Archie replied, holding him close to his chest. “Always gonna wanna cuddle me hubby. Because ye deserve all the cuddles in the world.”

That comment made Maxie blush even harder. “That’s.. really sweet of you to say..”

“And I meant every word.” Archie said, pressing one more kiss at Maxie’s cheek.

#Pokemon #Anonymous #ask #asks #Hardenshipping #maxie #archie #Tickling #Fanfiction #Fic #my fic #my fics

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toweroftickles · 3 years

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Toph and the Badgermoles (ATLA Tickle Fic)

Requested for @gigglebendingg on behalf of @the-atla-specialist

Team Avatar groaned. They had unceremoniously trudged through the scorched forest around Gaoling for over an hour, seemingly without direction or guidance, and the unfamiliarity with their surroundings, not to mention the midsummer heat, started to weigh on them. But they rationalized their decision: it was for Toph, they told themselves. Supporting friends was more important than sore ankles. Or getting lost and possibly eaten by platypus bears.

At the head of the pack, Toph Beifong showed a certainty absent from her friends. The rest of Team Avatar knew full well how capable she was, but following the directions of a blind girl still made them kinda nervous. Toph took her strides firmly and grazed her fingertips against slabs of broken grey rock.

A tremor, imperceptible to all but the most heightened senses, vibrated up from underneath Toph’s feet. It almost tickled.

“Hmm...we’re getting closer.”

“Look, Toph, I’m sorry, but that’s what you said forever ago,” Suki blurted out, while attempting in vain to cool herself with a fan. Wearing her traditional Kyoshi face paint that day had been a bad decision.

Katara lazily unfurled a tiny snake of water from her flask, and it swam through the air into her draped-open maw.

“Are you sure we couldn’t have flown here? With Appa it would’ve taken two minutes,” the Avatar suggested, trying to seem helpful.

Toph looked as if she’d been slapped in the head by a raw steak.

“...I wouldn’t be able to see where we were going, Aang.”

Sokka involuntarily snorted.

Suddenly, Toph froze and pressed herself against a boulder.

“Yep! Here we go.”

With a vicious kick the boulder soared into the distant air, revealing a cavernous opening in the rock wall behind it. Zuko lit a torch for the rest of the group, and with a smirk, Toph led them inside.

The cave was a dry, rusty earth tone, sloped downward and only growing larger the deeper it went. A skittering noise occasionally slipped through the walls. Momo jumped and frantically curled himself around his master’s bald head like a coonskin cap.

“Are you sure they’re still here, Toph? What if they’ve moved on? Seven years is a long time,” Katara asked.

“Of course I’m sure, and I want you to meet them! Stop being such a spoil-YAHH!”

Out of nowhere, the rock floor in front of Toph became a slope of clay, and she found herself sliding on her heels down into a tiny alcove. With a high-pitched shriek, she managed to grip the fissure’s edge. Before any of the group could react, the young earthbender found herself dangling into a hole.

“Toph, are you ok?!” Katara called out. The others carefully started inching their way down the slope, toward the hole’s edge. Toph spit some dirt out of her mouth and struggled to pull herself up. She attempted to press her feet against the wall of the pit, but felt no vibrations.

“Ugh. I can’t bend this. The ground is too soft. I can’t see anything!”

But she did, however, hear something. Low rumbling, the collapsing of rocks, and a strange mammalian grunt permeated the space beneath her.

“Hey! I think they’re in here! Um...” Toph attempted to make a low-frequency squeaking noise. It sounded terrible.

“Uh, what is she doing?” Zuko asked.

“Communicating with her native species?” Sokka suggested. Suki smacked him.

Toph wasn’t prepared for the sensation she felt next. From behind her dangling body reached a fuzzy snout, the size of human torso, raised until its massive nose pressed into her lower back. Every muscle in Toph’s body tensed.

“Ok, hang on, we gotcha,” Aang said, offering his hand.

Warm gusts of nostril air struck Toph, and the nose rapidly sniffed and wiggled on her side.

“AHH!” Toph shrieked. “HAHA-HAHA HA! Ha-Ha Ha-Ha! Stahahop! Wugou it’s me! AH!” She burst into hysterics and began pounding her fist on the ledge. Her fragile grip was barely maintained, and she almost slipped down the hole.

“Toph what are you doing? Stop flailing!” Aang said with growing concern. He kept trying to grab her wrist, and she kept involuntarily swatting him away.

“I think something’s tickling her,” murmured Suki.

“HA-HA HA-HA HA!!” Toph roared at the top of her lungs. Her laugh threatened to shake the stalactites loose. No matter how much she squirmed and kicked the mysterious animal below her kept tickling her sides with its curious nose.

“Haaa Haha; HA-HA HA-HA! Cut it OU-HOWT!!!”

“Should we help her?” Sokka interjected.

“Nah, I wanna see how this plays out,” came Suki’s curt remark.

With a loud thud, Toph kicked the animal’s head away, and it grunted. For a moment, it seemed as if she would be able to catch her breath. But that was before she heard a slurping click. A thick, fleshy tongue, sticky and adapted to pulling insects from cavern walls, stretched out and licked across Toph’s dangling foot.

“GYAHAHA!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! N-HO-ho! That TIHICKLES!!” Tears burst from Toph’s wide, grey eyes. Every moment her fingers dug into the clay around her, or she pounded her fist against the dirt, massive shards of rock jutted out of the cavern walls. One threatened to stab Zuko in the head.

“Remind me never to tickle her,” Katara whispered to Aang.

The Avatar tried once again to grab Toph’s wrist, but with one final glass-shattering squeal, Toph finally slipped into the darkness below.

“Toph!” Suki cried.

Momo’s eyes bulged.

Team Avatar leaned forward and glanced down into the pit. There below them was Toph, grinning from ear to ear, sprawled out on the fuzzy back of an enormous badgermole, like some hairy mattress.

“Hey guys! This is Wugou!” she laughed. “He taught me everything I know!” The creature beneath her squeaked triumphantly.

Everyone just stared.

“Uhhh, hi! I’m Avatar Aang! It’s an honor to meet an Earthbending master like you!”

“Aang, that’s a badgermole,” Zuko sighed.

“You’re really not used to him talking to animals by now?” retorted Katara.

Aang glided down on a ball of air and enthusiastically tried to hug the massive creature. It let out a confused squawk and licked him from stomach to forehead arrow. Aang giggled.

It was an awkward day, hanging around in the dark with a group of massive earth-scented rodents. But the team couldn’t help but smile watching Toph reconnect with her Earthbending teachers. Before the Gaang, the badgermoles were the closest Toph had to a family. She was happier than the others had seen in quite some time. And soon, they all came to silently agree that the sweltering hike had been worth it.

Not my greatest work, but I hope you like it.

#tickle blog #ticklish #tickling #tickle #tickling community #tickle fic #ticklefic #atla #atla toph #toph #atla tickling #avatar fanfiction #avatar tickling

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mego42 · 3 years

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are you gonna write an extended cut of that scene??👀

i would never say never but am currently EXTREMELY obsessed with a thingy i’m working on that is uh, v smutty and v extended, hahahahahaha so in some ways it scratches the same itch? it’s also v dark and twisted and i’m having a lot of fun with it.

super unedited, fucked up, nsfw snippet below the cut!

(no seriously, dark and twisted, dead dove do not eat)

His smile curls and goes sly, and he sucks on his bottom lip, shifting his weight again, deliberate this time. Her eyes flick down, then back up, and she swallows. He sees her hips roll against her palm, small and slow, almost like she don’t even know she’s doin’ it and has to bite back a grin. He can win this, easy.

“How you want to play this, ma?” he asks, coating the question with honey, and when her eyes open, he lets himself look soft, mouth open, eyebrow raised in question.

She blinks, her breath hitching, her heart beating so hard he can see it fluttering in her throat. Her tongue darts out, wetting her lips, and his vision tunnels, unable to look away from the movement. He snaps himself back, and she’s lost her own battle and is looking down him again, her hips rolling again, and he can see her drawing circles around her clit with her middle finger.

This time he lets himself grin, more teeth than anything else, and preening a bit. He knows he makes an impressive picture, towel and all. But when he reaches down and grabs himself, her eyes drop lower, and he realizes that wasn’t what she’d been looking at at all.

“See somethin’ you like,” he asks, lazily scratching his chest right next to the puckered mostly white scar just below his breast bone.

Her eyes snap back to his, and she clenches, blanches, but she can’t hide the way her hips buck. And that’s—shit.

There’s something new growin’ in him now, and he doesn’t even know exactly what it is. It’s a cousin to the hate and the want, but not quite the same. It’s something like spite and vengeance and satisfaction but not quite any of those either. It spirals up from his gut, burns in his chest, and makes his heart race. It's the same thing he feels when he sees that gleam in her eye when she's up to some shit. The same thing he felt when she handed him that page with his fingerprint blazing across it, when she jacked all his pills and told him to cut her in or eat shit, when she sat at her dining room table ignoring Mick's gun pressed to her temple and tellin' him he's an idiot.

It's the feeling he gets whenever that monster of hers gets her claws in him good—vicious, ruthless, victorious.

“Yeah? You like seein’ what you did? How close you got?” He starts stroking himself, long and slow because fuck if there isn’t something here that’s doing it for him. “You get yourself off sometimes thinkin’ bout that night and leavin’ me there on the ground?”

“No!”

Her horrified denial is immediate, visceral, strong enough that she yanks her hand away, and a part of him he didn’t even know was bristling settles.

“No?” He strokes harder, rolling his hips with the movement, but now she’s got her hand clenched in the bedspread. She’s still propped up like she can’t bring herself to stop looking, but she’s drawing the line at touchin’ herself.

“There's somethin’ though,” he continues, thoughtful. “Somethin’ that gets you wet.”

Rio cocks his head, considering her. Taking in the flushed skin and stormy eyes, the set of her jaw and defiant tilt of her chin.

“It make you feel powerful? Holdin’ the gun? Firin’ it?”

She jerks, gasps, twisting her fingers tighter into the fabric

“Yeah, that’s it.” He’s going faster now, his own breathing starting to hitch as his pleasure builds. “You called the shots, turned things on their head.”

She can’t stop herself from pressing her thighs together and squirming.

Fuck, he’s close, and the big-eyed way she’s lookin’ at him, her eyes flickering between his hand on his dick, the scars on his chest, and the look on his face is getting him there faster than he’d expected.

“A gun? That’s life and death. That’s ‘bout as powerful as you can be.

She bites down on her lip so hard he’s pretty sure that pointy little tooth of hers breaks skin, yanking her hand towards herself and taking the bedspread with her, unable to let go, unable to not touch herself, and his hips jerk, nearing his own peak.

“That’s what it is, right? That’s what all of this is.”

He can see it, the thing in her. The hungry thing with teeth and claws, the thing he’d seen all the way back in the beginning and knew what she had the potential to be. The thing he’d fed and groomed and praised, coaxing it from her darkness and into the light.

“You were in charge; you had the power.”

And now she breaks their gaze. She throws her head back, and her back arches as she lets out a helpless cry, grinding down on the fistful of the blanket she’s jammed between her legs as she crests, and he comes with a hoarse shout.

That’s what it is, he realizes as the heat bursts and ebbs, clarity following in its wake. That’s what that feeling is—was? Is.

It’s recognition and familiarity and like callin’ to like.

It’s the realizing her monster’s the same breed as his own.

His whole body releases, and he sags, giving himself a moment to catch his breath before using the towel he’d had wrapped around his waist to wipe himself off, tryin’ to wipe away the sentiment along with it.

“Well shit, darlin,” he says, smothering his discomfort and presenting her with a smooth, sly, and more than a little mean smile. It’s not like she hasn’t earned it. “That’s dark. Thought you were a good person or somethin’.”

It’s almost funny how fast she jerks up at that, hair wild and eyes flashin’ like she doesn’t have her pants half off and evidence of his point drippin’ down her thighs.

#this fic's gonna be so messed up and i love it so much #y'all are gonna cancel me for real though hahahaha #your monster looks like mine #my fic #coming soon #shut up meg #anon

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greekbros · 3 years

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"greek-Bros: When in Rome, wait wut?; The Reboot Nobody Fucking Asked For"

*after two incidences with his sons, Zeus has recruited Hades and Poseidon to investigate why the living hell was so distracting about Rome*

Zeus: *poorly disguised as a shepard* Well, it is a mighty fine city indeed. It's almost comparable to Athens. Don't you think so?

Poseidon: *also poorly disguised as the world's most muscular fisherman* It is dear brother! Why even our statues here are incredibly beautiful!

Hades: *who's cleverly disgusted as an old lady* hmf.

Poseidon: What's the matter Hades? Disgruntled that you don't have a shrine dedicated to you?

Hades: No quite frankly I actually don't care about shrines or temples in my honor. *Looks around and sees the same issues that the Bois saw* .....why do the mortals here call me Pluto?

Zeus and Poseidon: *both laugh at that*

Hades: Hahaha, laugh all you want.

Centurion: YOU TWO! How DARE you laugh at that poor, ugly old crone! You're under arrest for harassing the elderly!

Hades: *grins*

Zeus: *having absolutly none of this BS* .......

Poseidon: Ugh but sir we-

Centurion: *takes out cuffs and chains, FuCkInG puts them on Zeus and Poseidon* You're coming downtown! *Drags the both of them*

Zeus: *glares into space completely understanding why his sons tried to destroy Rome*

Poseidon: But sir! You can't just thrown people in jail for laughing!

Centurion: *in a completely casual tone* I deeply sorry sir but as of late there has been a zero tolerance policy throughout the city, orders say we MUST make an immediate arrest and put you through the identification process.

Hades: *still as an old crone clicks heels and walks away to sight see*

*later*

Mortus: *looming in the dark corner of the interrogation room, walks slowly to the table and slams his fist*.....where were you on the day of the Coliseum's destruction... And if you weren't there where were you on the day of its reopening?

An innocent bean farmer: *shaking in fear* ugh....in my field sir?

Mortus: *glares at the farmer*

A Centurion: *walks in the room* Sir! We have more prisoners! I think you maybe interested in these two.

Mortus: *slowly turns around* ......if this is another dead end.... you're joining the rest of the scum at the crucifixion field.

A Centurion: *gulps* ....y-yes sir.

Mortus: Bring them in...oh and release this one.

Bean Farmer: *just fucking bolts out of the room*

Mortus: .....

Centurion: *brings in Zeus, whom already looks a little claustrophobic in the already small room* There's a second one outside.

*outside*

Poseidon: *apparently has attracted the attention of many young beautiful women* Fear not Roman citizens! For I Po-*thinks of a name*...uhm...Paul.... understands your infatuation, but alas I am happily married, BUT let that not stop you from admiring my very being! *Tries to flex while handcuffed*

The small crowd of women: *swooned*

A Centurion: oh shut up.

*inside*

Mortus: *actually a little intimidated by Zeus and his stone cold resting death face*....Well now....you rather large for a shepard. Retired I suppose?

Zeus: ....no.

Mortus: Than what is your occupation?

Zeus: ......I do not think you have the jurisdiction to ask me.

Mortus: *getting angry* Where were you when the Coliseum was being destroyed!?

Zeus: .... Probably with your mother, who I would be certain would be very ashamed that her son has decided to harass the elderly.

Mortus: *steaming mad* YOU WILL ANSWER THE QUESTION!

Zeus: I want to speak with my lawyer.

Mortus: WHAT?!?

A Centurion: Um sir, we have a Mr-*looks at a crudly written card* Plutonium? He's a law maker and legally represents the detainee.

Mortus: *feeling a cold sweat as if the devil has entered the building, looks at Zeus*

Zeus: *smiling*

Mortus: ....bring him in.

Hades: *now looks more like a mortal version of himself but now carries a satchel* Good evening my name is Cryus Plutonium and I have heard my client and his brother have been unlawfully detained. *Places a scroll on the table* Sir if I may infer, I've been working several weeks in the law office and I have found no evidence of this new "Zero tolerance policy". So I do believe you have no legal right to detain and must release him-

Poseidon: *from outside* AND ME!

Hades: -and his brother.

Mortus: *stares in disbelief* ....what.

Hades: *slowly walks to Zeus and unbinds him*

Zeus: thank you.

Hades: Now. Let us l-*feels a sword near his next* ......

Mortus: *has just about snapped* .....I've been after you and your mutant kin for a whole year and three months.....you owe not just me....but you owe the empire....an explanation.

Hades: ............

Zeus: ...........*lifts a finger, shocks him and tases Mortus, knocking him cold* ................you know something.......I think I finally understand why the children hate this place.

Hades: *shakes his head, as the two leave they see poseidon just flexing for a small crowd while the Centurion who was gaurding him is tied to a support beam*

A Centurion: Please help me.

Zeus: *points and sarcastically smiles* No. *Walks to Poseidon and drags him* It's time to go.

Poseidon: Awww....but I was just getting the crowd warmed up!

Hades: Let's just say they'll be warmed up with a few weeks of heavy thunderstorms.

Poseidon: .....can there be earthqu-

Zeus: You may bury the lot.

Poseidon: *smiles* Huzzah!

Hades: Or....we can be a little less intrusive.

Zeus: Fine, I shall ask Odin if he wants to help.

Hades: Yes my thoughts exactly.

Zeus: *still angry until he sees Octavia and little Caius and suddenly feels a little odd*......Hades.

Hades: yes

Zeus: I understand you don't have children...but what are the chances that one of my sons may have left something behind.

Hades: *trying to understand what Zeus meant until he saw Caius* Hmm....oh come now you're not going to take the child away from. His mother....or..... fornicate with her.....are you?

Zeus: .....oh damn it all....we can't destroy this city........

Poseidon: *in a singsong tone* I can! *Suddenly a little rumble starts until Zeus bonks him on the head* ~°

Zeus: No....the city of Rome...if officially protected.

Hades: ........all this because there's a bastard grandson around here isn't it?

Zeus: Silence Hades. Look at him, not a care in the world. Enjoying his moments with his dear mother talking to Hera a-WHAT THE?!?!

Hades: Wait Hera is here??

Poseidon: *rubbing his head* Hey look! It's Amphitrite too!

Hera: *talking to Octavia* Oh yes, married life is great but have you ever considered divorce?

Octavia: Oh heavens no, even though my husband has been rather distent. I'm positive he isn't in an adulterous relationship. That's punishable but crucifixion here.

Amphitrite: Well yes darling, for the WOMEN, men here get away with it scot-free.

Octavia: Oh heavens no.

Caius: *squirming a little*

Octavia: aww what the matter deary.

Hera: *knotices that Caius has few enough features of Zeus to be related but not directly enough to be his son* Aw what an adorable little baby boy. Who's the father?

Octavia: oh I'm happily married to General Mortus Biccus.

Hera: hmm....

Zeus: Oh there you are my beautiful, wonderful and not here to make sure I'm cheating on her wife! *Grits teeth* what are you doing here?!

Hera: ....I was wondering the same thing. I'm here shopping for some exotic fruits.

Amphitrite: *shows her basket of bananas*

Zeus: Oh.

Poseidon: *enthralled by the bananas* ohhhh.....

Hades: Well....I guess we can all go home then.

Octavia: Oh my! This must be your husband. You must be very lucky to have married such a big strong man.

Hera: *unamused* I am so blessed.

Zeus: *puts his arm around her* not as blessed as I am to be married to her.

Octavia: aww.

Caius: *kinda happy sensing he's found grandma and grandpa* c:

Zeus: *now getting a closer look, the baby literally looks like a spitting image of Hermes* oh my.

Mortus: THERE YOU ARE! *huffing and puffing from running* You are all under arrest!

Octavia: Oh Mortus, don't be so rude to these fine people they have done nothing wrong.

Mortus: This man shot LIGHTNING out of his finger! And that one *points to Hades* is...well he's just scary and THAT one is just annoying! *points to Poseidon*

Poseidon and Amphitrite: *sharing a banana and suddenly stop* hmf?

Mortus: These men are connected to the destruction of the coliseum last year and the disappearance of Gaius!

Zeus: ....Oh! You mean my sons? Oh yes they're actually harmless. You see, they're traveling magicians and they perform fantastic illusions!

Mortus: NO! FUCK YPU OLD MAN! I know what the people saw! Clearly something is going on! ...my suspensions are...that you...and your cohorts.....are demons!

Octavia: Mortus!

Caius: :c

Zeus: ....oh that's rather rude.

Hera: Now hang on a minute. Let's prove our innocence.

Zeus: Hera what are you doing?

Hera: .....you know, the gods are technically innocent....and exempt from being accused of any crime.

Mortus: *tempted to mention Emperor Caligula and his recent campaign against Poseidon but decided not to*

Hera: ...so...if we were gods...we would be innocent.

Octavia: Hmm...she does have a point.

Mortus: What are you getting at?

Zeus: *deep sigh* Fine...I lied.....me...my lovely wife and my brothers....are all gods......I'm actually Zeus, she's Hera and so on and so forth. My sons are were Apollo, Hermes and Dionysus....you see....it's likely their fault for losing their tempers, I apologize for that too. And I apologize for shocking you but you did threaten to crucify me.

Mortus: ..........*starts laughing hysterically and has officially lost his mind*

Octavia: Oh dear. Let's go honey, I must apologize for my husband's behavior. He's been working day and night. Oh sweetheart let's go.

Caius: byebye c: *waves*

Mortus: *while laughing like a mad man* HAHAHAH wait! I HAVE to know this but IS Caius here yours?!? HAHAHAHA I mean, I don't have BALLS! HAHAHAHAHAHA *gets dragged back home*

Zeus: ......you didn't help with that last portion did you?

Hera: No. I figured a man who looked as pathetic and desperate like that probably was already at his wit's end.... Speaking of which is that child yours?

Zeus: hmm....

*back at Olypmus*

Zeus: *pulls the ears of Hermes and Dionysus*

Hera: *helping with the situation and pulls Apollo's and Ares's ear*

Zeus: You boys are forbidden from returning to Rome. And as for you Hermes....it's one thing frolicking with farm maidens with incompetent husbands....but a war general with no testicles?....shame on you.

Hermes: *knows what he's talking about*.....worth it. *Feeling his ear getting pulled* ow~°

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