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multifandombookstore · 4 months

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ok so like ik u can write duncan but can u write alejandro or noah? im simping for them hard :sob:

er, have u ever wrote them b4 is what im asking basically there isnt enough x readers of them on here </3

HI IM SORRY I DIED GHEOHAEF

I mainly write for Duncan but I definitely could write for other chars if requested!! Alejandro is definitely one of the ones I'd write for cause that man is so MMMMM yanno? Noah on the other hand I could not do sorry 😭✋

to make up for taking so damn long to respond, here are a couple lil hcs for f!reader & Alejandro!

similar to Heather, you see right through all his charisma and lies

you smelt bullshit from a mile away and you let him know as much at any given possible opportunity

you were nice and maybe a little standoffish to other contestants, but to him? You were outright cruel

then again, that's what drew you to him in the first place <3

puts his charms on HEAVY when talking to you (or just in general) just bc he knows it annoys the shit outta you and he loves getting you worked up. He'll even say that to your face

anytime he flirts with anyone, you visibly gag (to which he'll just tease you that you're jealous which makes you gag further)

you swear up and down that you two are sworn ENEMIES, but he likes to go around and tell everyone that you're secretly dating and to not tell anyone

(this ofc gets out cause no one can keep a goddamn secret to save their lives and oh ho ho lemme tell ya. When you found out he was telling people you two were secretly dating, you gave him a black eye that lasted at least a week)

"My mother has always told me to date strong, independent women." Was his response to you punching him

you really can't win 😭

he can tease and charm you all he wants, but the second anyone else does it? Yeah, nice Ale goes away

this ofc pisses you off cause "I can handle myself just fine, Alejandro."

"I know you can, princessa. You shouldn't have to, is the point." God damn him-

he's always unfazed by anything you do (or at least pretends to be), but nothing gets him angrier than seeing you flirt with other contestants

he, ofc, can't show this though, so he'll just have a private "chat" with whoever it is later

Chris, being the scheming demon he is, will sometimes make it to where you two are on the same team

at first, you are bitching up a storm and he won't stop smiling, but when the challenge actually starts, you two are a monster of a team. Everyone is definitely scared of you two (Owen makes a comment that you two make an awesome power couple and you glare at him)

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crow-stars · 4 months

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❝LET'S GO ICE SKATING❞

❦summary; ice skating can be such a fun time, though that may depend on whether you're new to the rink or have a bit of experience under your belt. ♪the characters in this story; octavinelle; azul ashengrotto, jade leech, floyd leech, gn!reader ✎word count; ~674 words ❀what do the ghosts say?; ambiguous, school trip to an ice skating rink, falling chatacters, first times on ice, mentions of climates in respective twst characters homeland, fun times ☛the author's notes; nothing to note... ☪look at the catalogue?

❛AZUL ASHENGROTTO❜

❀ He would be... less than graceful

❀ You know that one art with Azul falling because he slipped on a banana peel? Yeah...

❀ And he was so confident about it too!

❀ Sure, it was cold, and sure, his human legs have never touched ice, but he thought it couldn’t be too bad!

❀ He was wrong.

❀ So, so wrong.

❀ The first moment he got on the ice, immediately slipped and fell on his butt

❀ Got up, tried again, and he fell

❀ Got up and decided to just hug the rails because he was not ready to be embarrassed for a third time

❀ He’s definitely going to be hugging the walls for most of the time on the ice, no doubt

❀ Azul refuses to try and go further than an arm’s length away from the railing

❀ His legs are horrendously shaky and he doesn’t. Know. How. To. Stop

❀ Why did it look so much easier in the shows he watched?

❀ “Because they’ve practiced on the ice way more than you have Azul.” shut it jade

❀ But yeah, Azul isn’t getting much movement on the ice.

❀ He’s used to the cold, but that doesn’t stop it from hurting whenever he falls

❀ Azul is definitely not going back on the ice, no matter how much you or anyone else try to convince him.

❀ Maybe he would try selling some hot chocolate though...

❛JADE LEECH❜

❀ Jade has never been on ice before

❀ So how is he so well balanced on the ice???

❀ No seriously, he’s stable, he can properly skate around and he hasn’t fallen either

❀ How is he doing that?

❀ I like to think that Jade actually has really good balance, so being on ice is a bit of a challenge at first, but he gets it soon enough

❀ He’s not going to be doing anything flashy, but he’ll definitely be doing small circles around the rink or just idly skating by

❀ If you’re struggling, Jade would lend a hand, though not without a bit of teasing

❀ Small things like poking at your side to make you fall stumble or just deciding to stop suddenly stop if you’re holding onto him

❀ Jade would apologize, but he’s definitely going to do it again

❀ I do think that Jade would find some enjoyment in ice skating and dabble in it from time to time

❀ Though he wouldn’t take every opportunity to go skating, he wouldn’t protest to going

❀ In my honest opinion, I think he’s rather go foraging in the woods to go find new mushrooms or plants he hasn’t discovered yet.

❀ I actually think that he’d prefer that rather than ice skating if it was an option

❛FLOYD LEECH❜

❀ Do not let him on the ice

❀ Not because he would be an absolute mess on the ice, no

❀ It’s because Floyd is a menace and has no spatial awareness.

❀ I mean, he having fun at least?

❀ But also he should probably have the rink to himself if he really wants to enjoy his time there

❀ I wouldn’t be surprised if he picked up ice skating because he was bored. It seems like something Floyd would do

❀ And going in shorts in the winter also seems like something he would do, but we’re not here to talk about Floyd’s fashion sense (another post another day)

❀ Anyway, Floyd definitely has a blast when ice skating because he really fast

❀ How and when he learned how to ice skate?

❀ Oh simple.

❀ Spite

❀ See, I like to think that when Floyd got to experience winter for the first time, he saw a frozen over lake and thought he could easily walk over it

❀ He was wrong and fell straight ass on the ice

❀ Floyd was completely confused while Jade was laughing by the side

❀ And Floyd was embarrassed, he wasn’t sad, no

❀ He was going to go and conquer the ice. He had bruises for weeks but hey! Floyd learned how to ice skate!

❀ Most definitely would love to go and ice skate in his freetime

❀ That just means more opportunities to conquer the ice

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weirdkpopgirl · 7 months

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Dark Hours | Mark Imagine #3

Title: Dark Hours

Genre: Angst

Warnings: mentions of past self-harm, reader has a breakdown (yay)

Word Count: 594

Author's Note: Am I crazy for writing this at midnight and posting it an hour and a half later? Yeah, especially when I have a million other things to do. This was an idea that I just really wanted to get out, and I thought it was also a good opportunity to post something for Mark. I truly hope this story comforts anyone who is going through a hard time ^ ^

P.S. I am currently working on a few fics for different 7Dream members. In the meantime, I will try my best to post small things like this when I can!

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Mark quietly entered the mostly dark bedroom, where the only light came from the distant city lights filtering through the window shades. As he switched on his lamp, he was surprised to discover that you were still awake at this hour. You lay on your side of the bed, just as you always did. But your gaze seemed distant as it fixated on the ceiling above. In Mark's eyes, you looked so beautiful, yet so burdened by the invisible chains of your mind. He longed to free you from their grasp. But he knew it wasn’t that easy.

Without a word, he slipped beneath the deep blue covers and gently tugged you closer into his embrace. The warmth emanating from his body provided a stark contrast to the chill of your skin. Mark hoped to share his warmth physically. But he also wanted to share it emotionally.

Neither of you said anything and lay beside each other in silence. Then you felt the touch of Mark’s fingers tenderly tracing the faded pink and white scars on your thigh. Despite your legs being concealed beneath the comforter, he managed to find the textured lines etched across your bare skin.

Another two minutes of silence passed before Mark sensed your body beginning to tremble. It was then that he locked eyes with you, and they were brimming with tears.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, worried he had done something wrong.

You cringed internally as your voice quivered when you whispered, “I’m sorry for hiding this from you for so long.”

“(Y/n)...” His lips parted, but for once he was at a loss for words.

The fact that he had only learned about this secret of yours earlier this week—after being together almost a year, weighed heavily in his thoughts. To only imagine that you had been suffering for so long, without anyone to guide you was deeply troubling to him. He wished so badly that he could’ve been with you during those dark hours.

Attempting to blink away the tears, you paused before confessing, “I just... I was afraid you'd look at me differently if you knew.”

Mark’s heart broke when he heard you say this. He moved his hand to gently cup the side of your face, guiding your eyes to meet his.

“Hey, those scars don't change how I feel about you, okay?” he reassured, his words resonating with sincerity. “I love you, (Y/n), every part of you.”

Unable to suppress your emotions any longer, you sobbed into his shoulder, your tears likely staining his shirt. Mark didn't hesitate to draw you closer and gently stroke your hair as you wept.

“You’re not alone anymore, (Y/n),” he whispered, “I’ll help you heal, and we’ll get through your darkest hours together.”

Eventually, your tears slowed and your body gradually stopped shaking. Mark used his thumb to gently wipe your cheek. You’ve never felt more grateful to have someone by your side.

With his thumb, he wiped away any lingering tears, and in response, you released a heavy sigh. “I love you so much,” you whispered. You could say those words over and over again.

Mark smiled a little before leaning in for a deep, slow kiss. “I love you more than words can express.”

The two of you instinctively snuggled closer, closing any remaining distance between the two of you. In the warmth of that moment, you both found solace in each other's arms, knowing that your love would conquer any darkness that life might throw your way.

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Honeymoon Knight / Chapter 7 - The Ideal Bouquet

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~ After a while ~

Having enjoyed a graceful tea time, we left the garden and decided to explore the town.

[Rosetown]

Ammon: "This town is still lovely as ever. Being able to tour it with the lord again… I'm really lucky ♪"

> "I'm glad to be here again as well"

Fennesz: "Fufu… Yes, it's a good thing, Ammon."

Haures: "Last time, when we came here... we toured the town with the second-floor butlers and the lord."

> "Yes, that's right"

Fennesz: "Ammon asked us how many roses we'd give if we were to present them to the lord... Haures was the only one unaware of the significance and made a bold statement."

Ammon: "He didn't even realize it himself."

Haures: "Hey, stop bringing up that story, you two. Well, after that, I understood the meaning properly... and felt embarrassed that there was such a significance.”

Boschi: "Your way of seeing things is really out of the norm. Most people would've figured it out right away."

Haures: "However, I won't make such a mistake again. Since then, I've been studying the meanings of flowers and the significance of the numbers. Of course, I might not be as knowledgeable as Ammon, but I've gained some knowledge."

Fennesz: "Indeed, Ammon organized it... a study session with the second-floor butlers."

Muu: "Wow, so you study together!"

Ammon: "It was a good opportunity, after all!"

Muu: "Did Mr. Boschi participate too?"

Boschi: "Hey, Muu. What do you mean by that?"

Muu: “I-it's nothing!”

Ammon: "Anyway... since we came to this town related to flowers today, it would be nice if the knowledge we gained could be put to use."

Fennesz: "That's right."

Muu: "Um, speaking of flowers... I just remembered. The outfits you all are wearing have white roses, right? I think last year's outfits had lilies."

Haures: "Hmm... right. Now that you mention it, the goddess associated with June brides… has the lily flower as her symbol."

Boschi: "Yeah, the goddess of marriage, ‘Juno’. Although, there are various theories about the origin of June brides."

Fennesz: "By the way, Ammon... roses also have a story related to a goddess, don't they?"

Ammon: "Yes, they do. It's the story of the goddess of beauty and a rose."

Muu: "Wow! What kind of story is it?"

Ammon: "Hmm... this story isn't a cheerful one."

> "Is that so?"

Ammon: "Yes. The goddess had a lover, but during a hunting trip, the lover got injured. At that moment, the goddess ran to her lover barefoot, and she ended up injuring her foot. The blood she shed... turned the white roses red, and that's the story."

> "It's beautiful but also a bit sad…"

Muu: "Uuh... the goddess must have been in pain..."

Boschi: "Well, the goddess's blood doesn't have anything to do with the white roses on our outfits."

Haures: "Hmm... speaking of which, at Velis' party venue, there were many white roses used."

Ammon: "Ah, that's... apparently from the request of the heir candidate. Based on what I mentioned earlier, inspired by the goddess's story, he wants to express feelings like 'I won't let you dye the roses red, I won't let you get hurt.’ ‘Even if you're hurt, I want to stay close to you.'... or something like that. By the way, this heir candidate... even at the wedding, he gave his bride a bouquet of white roses."

Fennesz: "A-amazing... If it were me, I might not be able to do something like that."

Muu: "Then, Mr. Fennesz, what kind of bouquet would you give at your wedding?"

Fennesz: "Huh!? Th-that's so sudden..."

Muu: "I'm curious about what kind of flower you'd choose!"

> “I might be curious too…"

Fennesz: “E-even you, my lord…”

Ammon: “The lord has spoken, Mr. Fennesz… go ahead, tell us.”

Fennesz: "Uh… Fine… But if I'm sharing mine, you all have to share yours too, alright?”

Boschi: “So, Fennesz, what kind of bouquet would you give to your partner at your wedding?”

Fennesz: “I-if I were to give a bouquet to my partner... it would be a pink rose bouquet, I guess..."

Ammon: "Oh~ interesting… That suits you, Mr. Fennesz."

Haures: "Hmm... what's the meaning of pink roses again…?"

Boschi: "There are various meanings for flower, and the intensity of the color can also change the meaning."

Ammon: "Huh~ Mr. Boschi, you remember quite well~”

Boschi: "Good grief... it's because you kept forcing it onto me. I ended up remembering it."

Ammon: "Ahaha, that's right. Well then, Mr. Fennesz…! What's the flower meaning you'd like to express to your partner?"

Fennesz: "I-it's... 'Warmth.' I'd like to express warmth with the bouquet."

> "That's wonderful and feels just like you, Fennesz"

Fennesz: "Huh! R-really?"

> "Yes, it shows your kindness"

Fennesz: “M-my lord… thank you very much.”

Boschi: "Kuku… Fennesz is genuinely blushing."

Fennesz: "Stop teasing me, Boschi."

Ammon: "Alright, Mr. Haures, your turn!"

Haures: “M-me?"

> "Yes, tell us, Haures"

Haures: "U-understood… um… right… I want to include rose hips, not as the main flower, but as an addition to the bouquet…"

> "Rose hips?"

Haures: "Yes. The flower language of rose hips is 'Sincerity' and 'Sense of Justice.' By giving this bouquet... I want to pledge a lifetime of love and sincerity to my partner. To protect and cherish my partner for a lifetime... that's the feeling I want to convey. The rose hips, in particular, would symbolize that sincerity."

Muu: "Wow, Mr. Haures! That sounds very cool!"

> "It suits you perfectly, Haures"

Haures: "Fufu… Thank you very much, my lord. Now, Boschi, it's your turn."

Boschi: "......... Hm... for the bouquet I'd give at my wedding, I guess it would be... white baby's breath."

Ammon: "White baby's breath? Surprisingly cute choice, Mr. Boschi."

Fennesz: "Fufu… When you gather a lot and make a bouquet, it becomes fluffy and cute. So, Boschi... why did you choose baby's breaths?"

Boschi: "The flower language of baby's breaths is... 'Gratitude' and 'Happiness.' It's natural to express gratitude to your partner, who you'll spend your whole life with. Of course, making your partner happy is also important. Marriage is about thanking each other and promising to make each other happy. That's why I chose baby's breaths."

> "That's a wonderful perspective, Boschi"

Boschi: "Heh, if the lord likes it, then it's fine. Now, Ammon, don't drag this out. It's your turn."

Ammon: "Hehe, of course ♪ For the bouquet I'd give at my wedding... First, I'd begin with roses…”

Haures: “Hm…? 'begin’...?”

Ammon: “For the June Bride's feels, some Lilies... Then, white Aster, and a touch of Ivy for contrast. What else..."

Fennesz: "Wait, Ammon... how many different types of flowers are you planning to include?"

Ammon: "Huh~? Well, bouquets are made with multiple flowers, right? And besides... no one said the bouquet's flowers have to be the same type."

Muu: "True..."

Boschi: "You've got a point."

Ammon: "By the way, the flower language of White Aster is 'Happy Love'."

> " ‘Happy love’..."

*Close-up*

Ammon: "My lord... do you want this flower language from me?"

> "Huh?"

Haures: "Hey, Ammon... don't trouble the lord."

Ammon: "Alright… I get it. I just wanted to tease the lord a bit."

> "Ammon..."

Muu: “Fufu ♪ Everyone's stories about the bouquets were really nice! Right, my lord?"

> “That's right” > “It was wonderful"

At that moment, cheers could be heard from the other side of the street.

Cheers: "Congratulations~! We wish you two happiness~!"

Muu: "Oh? The street over there seems lively."

> "It looks like it"

Haures: "Hmm... come to think of it... there should be a large church nearby."

Fennesz: "I see... maybe there's a wedding ceremony happening now."

Ammon: "Ah, right! Since we're here… why don't we go to the front of the church? Rosetown's wedding ceremonies are a bit interesting, you know."

> "Is that so?"

Ammon: "Yes. Just passing by the front of the church can be enjoyable, I think."

Muu: "Wow! Now I'm curious!"

> "Me too"

Fennesz: "Fufu... well then, shall we go and take a look?"

And so, we headed towards the nearby church.

note: Haures answered with 100 roses. He meant it as 100% trust and loyalty. But it means 100% love.

Other answers: Boschi: 21 (I'm dedicated to you / I'll do anything for you only) Fennesz: 9 (eternal love / please be with me always / I want to be with you forever) Ammon: 365 (I miss you every day)

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with-love-from-hell · 2 years

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Heyaa! I've been feeling down lately so I'm wondering if I can request hcs of cuddling sessions with the dateables (+Satan) after a long day?(＾∇＾)ﾉ♪ tysm!

Sure anon! Here you go! I decided to write for all the primary characters here (:

Cuddling Headcanons

Fandom: Obey me!

Genre: Fluff, Comfort

Characters Featured: Brothers & Dateables

Written for a GN!Mc (you/your pronouns)

CW: none! just some kissin!

Diavolo

Diavolo is a busy man, being the future king of hell and what not, but the minute you come to him requesting cuddles after a long day, he is immediately there. Diavolo will even go so far as carrying you bridal-style to bed, nuzzling the top of your head the whole way. His cuddles are strong and supportive, and you know that you’re safe when you’re tangled in his limbs. He will lay gentle kisses to the top of your head, on your nose, or against your temple- really wherever you want him too as he squishes you against his body. If you need to cry, he’ll let you, but he would also do whatever it takes to make you happy again- giving gentle tickles to the spots he knows will get you giggling.

Barbatos

You know it will be hard for Barbatos to squeeze in some cuddling time with you, but he always does make time for it. He will find you already curled up in bed waiting, and he will sneak under the covers behind you. He will pull you flush against him, sighing deeply as he melts into your warm body. He will nuzzle his head against the back of your neck while his thumb rubs lazy circles along your tummy. If you’re awake, he will ask how your day was and say again- like he does every time- that he had waited all days to snuggle up against you. If you don’t want to talk or are too tired, he understands- just touching you is enough. You wish his hold on you would last an eternity, but you awake to find him gone with a cup of hot tea waiting on the nightstand next to your head.

Simeon

Simeon loves to hold you in his lap after a long day, collapsing together on the couch in the common room while some mindless tv show plays in the background. He will hold you close and intertwine his fingers with yours, squeezing gently every-so-often to remind you that he’s here with you if you end up zoning out. He loves rubbing your knuckles with his thumb or tracing your arms with his fingers too- anything to get more of your flesh against his. He may hum to himself or to you, swaying you gently with him as he does- especially if you’re upset or sad.

Solomon

Solomon usually loves cuddling with you in the wee morning hours, as he goes to bed terribly late. He will snake his arm behind you and pull you up against him, almost having you laying on your back on top of him. He will wrap both arms around your midsection and place gently kisses to the nape of your neck- especially loving it when you squeal or giggle at the feeling of his lips grazing the area. He loves falling asleep like this- it makes him feel wholly connected to you in both his waking state and his dream-like state.

Belphie

Belphie has two cuddle moods- death-grip koala or using your tummy as a pillow. In the first, he will cling to you as if he’d die if he were to ever let go, every so often sighing deeply after he inhales your lovely scent. In the latter, he lays his head on your tummy while you both gaze up at the stars in the planetarium. This is the perfect time to get him to open up about something, talk about deeper things, or to vent if you’ve had a particularly long day. Belphie will often not filter what he says in these moments, so you get a true glimpse into the inner workings of his mind- that is, if he doesn’t fall asleep before you have the opportunity to.

Beel

Beel loves having you lay on top of him, with you on your belly, gazing into each others eyes as he wraps his large, muscular arms around you. He may rub his thumb along the meat of your hips, or draw lazy figure eights on your back as you nuzzle into his chest. If you press your ear to his heart listen carefully, you can almost hear him purring with delight as he holds you. He often likes recounting his and your day while you lay like this, and will offer an ear to have you vent if you’ve had a hard day. He would also love feeding each other snacks when you lay like this, relishing in partaking in his two favorite activities.

Asmo

Asmo will cuddle you anywhere at any time, even going so far as to hang all around you as you walk to class. He especially loves cuddling in the bath after a long day, resting you in between his legs while he gives you a shoulder massage or caters to your grooming routine. Whichever you would prefer from him is fine, as long as he gets to be touching you. Afterwards, he would cling to you in his soft bed as you both gossip, or vent about things that bother you. He especially loves laying side-by-side with your legs intertwined, caressing your cheek as he gazes into your eyes. He may also steal a kiss or two if you let him.

Satan

Satan loves it when you sit in his lap when he reads. Whether it be sideways in one of the plush arm chairs in the library with his arms around you to hold you steady, or in between his legs with your head resting on his chest on his day-bed, he loves every minute of it. He doesn’t talk much, though if you’ve had a rough day he will let you vent and offer advice while he listens intently to every word. He will even read to you, if you’d like him too, taking pause to see if you have thoughts or questions on anything he’s read- as he often enjoys reading non-fiction. Satan will also occasionally pause to watch you, finding himself feeling content when observing your expressions when you are truly engrossed in a book.

Levi

Levi would obviously love cuddling you while he plays video games or watches anime, usually snuggling up against your side and holding your hand, or nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck when you sit front-facing on his lap. He is pretty nervous about touching people, so he often wont say much or point out when he snuggles closer to you, but you know that he’s content with the wide grin on his face after he relaxes against you. He’ll get used to it after some time, and may even let you snuggle on top of him in his bath tub if he gets comfortable (and brave) enough with you. If you need to cry, he will offer a hug and hold you tightly, finding pride in the fact that you trust him with your emotions.

Mammon

Mammon is a clingy cuddler, wanting to be touching all of you at once (if it were even possible). He is often restless and likes to switch cuddle positions often, so he’s perfect if you’re someone who’s squirmy or likes to switch between little and big spoon. Mammon doesn’t like to admit that it’s what he needs, instead silent slipping into bed with you and clenching you roughly against him while pouting. After awhile, he will relax and will let you vent your frustrations if you need to. If you need to cry, he will lay on his side next to you, cupping your face and reminding you that you’re his favorite human and that he is grateful for you, even if he is really embarrassed to admit it. Mammon especially loves any position where he can nuzzle his face against the crook of your neck, lost in your scent and the warmth of your body.

Lucifer

He would probably be busy well into the night with paperwork, so cuddling with him would likely have to take place in his office. Lucifer will have you settle in on his lap sideways, cradling you into his chest with one hand while his other scribbles away through the mounds of paperwork. He will rub your shoulder gently with the thumb of the hand that caresses you against him, occasionally pressing a kiss to your brow or nuzzling his cheek against your head. If you are upset and crying, he will abandon his paperwork briefly to clutch you tighter- figuring the work he has can wait because you take priority. He will rub soft circles on your lower back and hush you, reminding you that he’s here and not leaving you alone.

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vargaslovinghours · 6 months

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Requestober 2023: Vargas Edition

The playlist has returned for this year! There will be a few in between, but it should be updating at least once a week on either Wednesday or Friday or both - keep an eye out for your req(s)!

I considered a couple different lines for day 1 - there are just so many Narrator lines that could work for Scriabin! Any of the many times where the Narrator is being sadistic, it all just works. Plus, it’s fun to imagine Scriabin trapping Edgar in the same way, just shoops a wall right into his path haha

But in the end I went for one of the tags I left myself on the original TSP/Vargas crossover doodles, it does still live in my head rent-free after all. You can see in the background that those “invisible” tears were intended from the beginning as well :3c

There’s also something funny to me about Scriabin using the word “rubbish” haha ♪ How posh

Edgar, as usual, getting blame for something that was definitely his Narrator, I mean Scriabin’s fault lol

I really wasn’t sure what to do with day 2 at first - I’m too scared to watch any of the SAWs, or look them up on YouTube >~< I tried finding transcripts with stage direction or people describing them in text online but I couldn’t really find anything, I really do appreciate my friend for telling me about one haha. Even with that though, I still had to do a lot of guesswork! Something about wrists, fear, not doing well - Scriabin is very cute hiding behind Edgar but it’s still not very obvious what the theme is, huh?

I was able to find a very brief animation of I think? the trap that had been described to me but even that was a bit much for me :’D I was a very wimp that day! I didn’t even have it in me to draw the trap itself in the sketch! There’s something a bit ominous about not being able to see into the trap completely, only the blood pooling at the bottom ♪ But I’m still happy I went with what I did in the end, though I did have to change Scriabin’s dialogue from fear to accusation - though that tracks for him haha

Day 3 was silly and therefore easy to whip up haha ♪ The angst is done, the blood is done, this leaves only kisses! Any opportunity to use my pencils to make kiss-marks, I will take lol. Clearly this is what the prompt was pointing at! Obviously! Lol

If you look, Jake’s lips are painted pink and Scriabin’s red, and they have each other’s lipstick marks on their faces lol - I am attention to detail when it comes to kisses ♪

I did still end up making an alt even after pretty much decided on the first one, it’s still fun to think about Scriabin interacting with Jake before he gets his own body ♫ He’s so smug lol, at least they’re easy to cover! Ish! Mostly! Probably itch tho lol

Day 5, yaaay some Biblical Edgar <3 I have been out of practice drawing wings lately so they’re basically just Big Shapes here lol, it’s all about blocking out the space they’ll take for when it’s cleaned! I am quite happy with how he turned out digitally, his cute face ♥

Day 7 got a couple passes as well before settling! It’s a theme lol, though there were both kidverse! The prompt mentioned “brothers” but that doesn’t necessarily mean when they were kids - they can be silly and sibling-like even After, they have the range. Still, Edgar pushing him on the swing as a kid was a cute idea so I’m glad I at least scratched it down haha. Why’s he so heavy? He’s dense ♪

The alt was the winner tho! I love how much like a bug Scriabin looks here haha, how could he have possibly seen this coming??

Day 8′s sketch was done outside in the dark actually, stargazing very appropriate! You can kinda see me go back and forth on their clothes in the moment lol, Edgar’s striped shirt visible on his upper arms underneath his long sleeves and I still ended up going with a scarf! I also planned to make their breath clouds but I forgot them in the end, that background took up a lot of my focus lol. Also how come Edgar’s feet turned out better here than in the final version >:P

Gaster! A warmup for Day 9 since it’s been a bit since I’ve drawn him, especially with the cracks in his face! Scriabin is annoying his offscreen so it still totally counts as being Vargas-themed lol

Their poses were a bit subdued initially so I knew I wanted to try again, but at the same time there are a lot of elements here that I liked! Especially their hands, Gaster holding his hands in fists at his sides rather than speaking to Scriabin through sign language, and Scriabin with his flourish-opened palm, inviting ♪

Actual pose skeletons lol, though Gaster’s was a bit top-heavy. It all worked out in the end at least :)

Day 11 was a very fun concept! Turning Scriabin into an Enderman was an especially fun idea if Edgar could figure/find out that he could hide from him using a pumpkin mask, though I’m sure that would make Scriabin mad as well once he found him haha. Just sneeaaak quietly behind him, he’ll never know! Also the pumpkin having Edgar’s glasses, goatee, and scars carved into it haha <3

All the same, I’m glad I went with what I did - Scriabin’s pose is so much more dynamic! Very fun! His hands and his legs, and the way his coat flares out! Plus putting his Ender teeth on display was a lot of fun haha ♪ Poor Edgar can’t catch a break no matter what world he’s in, at least I didn’t actually turn him into a sheep lol

Day 12, yaaaay I finally got to Uncle Jake! So nervous <3 Don’t break the baby, don’t hurt him don’t move too much ahhh! Haha, terribly cute ♥ I do still really love how confident Edgar is here - he’s usually so nervous around Jake, but oh how the tables! Dadgar with a support system <3 His FWB comes to say hi to his son, it’s very wholesome hehe ♪

Day 13 was actually drawn way of out of order, between several of the later days and even day 12 I think lol, it’s so hard to convince my brain to listen to new music haha. It was quite a lot of fun making the text not look like it’s “spoken,” outside of a text bubble hehe, I don’t do that too often! And of course still deeply inspired by his palette challenge, it is too pretty to not pull from every not and again <3

Honestly I initially had no ideas for day 14, and yet this was still the only sketch I ended up with! My earworm at the time came in clutch, honestly do listen to Everything In You it’s such pretty yearning starcrossed song ah <3 All these musical doodles haha ♪ Sweetness sweetness <3

And of course when they’re that close there has to be a kiss! Scriabin is surprised, but how much? :3c Edgar giving Scriabin kisses of his own accord 💖 That theme never really left me either hehe

Day 27, the last Vargas day! Had to get in one Snake Charmer before the end huh haha ♪ It’s too bad my Ladyverse!Naga idea was a bit too long or I would’ve done that, but I’ll never turn down the potential for pretty clothes! And spiders for that matter haha, I went with the Acanthoscurria Geniculata - Brazilian Whiteknee again :) As much as I love Scriabin as a Bold Jumper, tarantulas just have such gorgeous proportions! And of course, I always enjoy drawing Lady!Scriabin, so it was doubly fun to draw her as a spider :)

That’s all of this year’s Vargas sketches! A fun bunch! And it was fun to mix a few others in as well :D

#💟#Doodles #Art #Edgar #Scriabin #Jake #Nny #Todd #Blood #Sketchdump #And there's also a Gaster and a couple AUs hanging around in there as well haha #It was a fun bunch this year! And a bit more equally spread haha I appreciate it :D #It also makes compiling my roundups easier so I doubly appreciate it! Love it when my sketchdumps don't break on me four times lol #For the record this one didn't break even once ♪ Very well behaved haha #As usual I always go extra on Day 1 lol - but even with the extra time I tried to keep things a bit smaller scale this year :3 #I mostly succeeded! Still the occasional bonus or big piece haha #And lots and lots of alts - also the usual haha #But even with that there were still carryovers between everything! A couple of pieces here got my lighting itch - especially the last one #It was technically lazy cell shading but y'know what! It ended up looking cool! I will always take that haha #Anyhow ♪ Since they took up the front there have already been a few Vargas speed draws posted! Take a look for yours! :D #And thanks again to everyone for participating <3 It was a fun year!

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gomzdrawfr · 6 months

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the agony of imperfections and lost

a prodigy once soared, melody adored with perfection now suffers with pieces and symphony left unfinished a silent pain with wrist betrayed each notes falter, with the end replaced by sniffles and pain

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AU: pianist!Raven and piano technician!Price

between classes and lectures I've been doodling an AU for my cod oc Raven :] it's the first AU I've ever thought of for a very long time and I didn't start writing and drawing a few things until recently (my friends are huge enablers ah ha)

this AU is heavily inspired by the anime Your Lies in April so if this familiar that's why

Prodigy Raven who used to swoop every piano competition stopped participating one day due to various reasons.

She can no longer finish any pieces.

It starts off with pain, and then progresses into fits of spasms and shakes on her wrist.

That was however, not the main issue.

As she will herself to play more to overcome the issue, another problem raised where notes and tune muffles out as she approach the end of any song, rendering her unable to map out the tempo and the feel of the piece, which was the most crucial aspect in performance((and also hence why the art wrote "when will the sounds return"))

again and again, she attempted to play and only met with tears and pain at every end, and so she stopped playing.

It wasn't years later when her friend invited her to a concert hall that she would attempt playing again, and met a man with an unmistakable beard she thought she will never meet again.

here is a fic I wrote below, you can listen along with the spotify song linked below, and as always I hope you enjoy this lil blurb ⸜(˶´ ˘ `˶)⸝

tags: a lil angsty and mentioned of struggles with chronic pain

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Raven found herself at the concert hall, involuntarily dragged there by a close friend who was settling some business with the hall owner. Having no interest in the conversation, she idly wandered around.

Eventually her attention was drawn to the main hall, the area was dimly lit with only one light shining above a magnificent grand piano on the stage, when was the last time she had even seen a grand piano?

The golden words that etched on the front of the piano captivated her, "Steinway and Sons", and she ran her fingers delicately along its shiny polished surface, despite promising herself not to touch it.

how could she resist when such a beauty is in full display within her reach?

Perhaps there was a lingering wishful hope within her that pulls her through the haunting echoes of her past struggles.

Perhaps this time it would be different, after all, it's been so many years.

As she took a seat and opened the fallboard, she knew she had to play something.

Little did she know she was not alone in that hall.

John Price, a famous piano technician was scheduled to carry out his tuning services on the grand piano, has arrived earlier than the expected time in order to explore the place.

It gives opportunity for him to figure out the environment, and to assess the condition of the place.

To him, a piano was like the heart of the human body, requiring care and love with every factor taking into account, such as the air moisture content, exposure of sunlight, humidity, temperature...the list goes on.

As he walked onto the area from the backstage, he was surprised to see a figure seated at the piano. When he wanted to call out, the tune of a song stopped him.

A familiar melody, a classic.

He recognizes this song, however, with the way the sound and notes were played, it felt as if he was listening to it for the first time.

Liebesleid. Love's sorrow.

As he pause and listens, watching as the fingers of Raven danced around the black and white, he felt himself washed by the emotions of the piece.

remorse, pain, emptiness and cheery? was it hope? yet he can't help but felt bittersweet.

Each note was played with perfection, the pauses, the tempo and the timing were accurate, and with the sway of the pianist, he could feel the emotional depth infused into the piece.

And yet as the song approach the second half of the song, something in the air shifted.

The tempo increased, the intervals between notes were shorten, and slowly wrong notes emerging as well, with some keys played with more force and vigor.

Eventually the song stopped, and only the sound of stifled sniffles filled the air as the figure slouched forward.

((if you're curious and still listening along on spotify, the errors starts around 2:42 she stopped around 2:57))

"It happened again"

Raven thought as she struggled to control the shaking of her hands, and the tears streaming down her cheeks.

"it hurts....it hurts so...so much"

She lets out a shaky breath; it wasn't the pain of her wrist that was eating at her.

It was the act of not being able to complete a piece.

She pressed her palm up her eyes, a weak attempt to stop the shaking of her arms and the tears that kept flowing.

A hand on her shoulder was what brought her back to reality.

Startled, she looked up into a pair of blue eyes, with gentle gaze that melted away her panics.

"You alright, luv?"

The man asked, and Raven composed herself, wiping over her tears as she gave a weak nod.

She apologizes for the state she was in, gingerly stepping up from the bench, only to be met with a chuckle and another reassuring pat on the shoulder.

"It was beautiful"

He complimented, nodding his head towards the piano as Raven pauses.

"no, it's not", she thought internally, but just gave another thankful nod.

"thanks"

John raised a brow at that, taking note for her answer.

"something tells me you disagree, hm?"

She wonders for a good moment if she should speak her mind, and after deciding that the chances of meeting this man again is slim, she gave her comments.

"I didn't finished it"

She spoke, glancing back at the piano as her eyes soften as the echoes of her instructor came to mind.

"you're not worthy to even be in the same room as the piano if you can't finish the piece. It's not just about the techniques and music theory only, you need to focus on the flow and the dynamic of the piece, honor the composer, bring the composer's vision to life." "alright, play it again Raven, how bout putting your body into it this time huh? I've seen others played better than that" "you know you need to win, make me proud dearie"

"well, a song doesn’t need to be complete in order for it to be good"

His voice brought her back as she frowns slightly, the older male simply smiles as he goes on.

"what matters is how much you put your heart into it"

He takes a step forward to her.

"and you, certainly poured your soul into that song, hell, felt like I was listening to Fritz Kreisler himself, ha!"

She could only blink as she chuckles, a warm feeling embrace her heart as she hummed.

"you flatter me...uh-"

"John. John Price."

He extended his hand out as he smiles.

"Raven."

She smiled, shaky hands now no longer tremble as she gave the firm handshake. Something tells her that this will be the first of many more meetings.

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jewwyfeesh · 8 months

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Idol Research Plan - Knights

Writer: Happy Elements

Character(s): Knights

Translated by: jewwyfeesh

Ritsu: Okay, okay~ Tsukipi, Secchan, that’s enough, stop bullying Suu~chan, yeah? We should give our King some face when we’re in front of Anzu~

Please adhere to my sharing rules :)

Season: Spring Location: Break Room

Tsukasa: I had always thought that I still have many shortcomings as the King of Knights. So I am rather Surprised that my seniors have made this assessment of me, for I was not expecting it at all…

Izumi: Haa? What are you talking about?? This content will be shown to our Princesses later on. If we only talk about the shortcomings of our King and nothing else, wouldn’t it seem like we knights have no idea how to make judgements?

Leo: I wasn’t expecting Suo~ to be so interested in hearing our criticism! In that case, I can criticise you as much as you want, and you can start listening whenever you want! I’m really kind, ya know!

Ritsu: Okay, okay~ Tsukipi, Secchan, that’s enough, stop bullying Suu~chan, yeah? We should give our King some face when we’re in front of Anzu~

Suu~chan, perhaps it’s rare for you to receive such formal assessments from us… but believe it or not, we’re serious about it.

Arashi: Ritsu-chan’s right. We Knights are known to always be at odds with each other, and argue a lot…

But… Anzu-chan did set up a rather rare opportunity for us to exchange some heartfelt words with each other. So, Tsukasa-chan, you can accept our encouragement and praise without worry ♪

Izumi: …After Leo-kun and I graduated, did the both of you indulge Kasa-kun a little too much, Kuma-kun, Naru-kun? Even though he is now King, he’s also our junior. It’s only right that the both of you are stricter with your juniors.

Leo: Sena’s saying that kinda stuff all over again! Don’t pay him too much attention, Suo~! After all, you’re King, and King’s orders are absolute! You should follow in my footsteps – do whatever you wanna do with confidence! Wahahaha!

Tsukasa: With much effort, the atmosphere finally settled into something way different from our usual, but immediately rebounded into Knights-typical chaos… Haha, I suppose us Knights acting like this has already become the norm for you, right, Onee-sama?

#enstars translation #idol research plan story #suou tsukasa #tsukinaga leo #sena izumi #sakuma ritsu #narukami arashi

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myreygn · 1 year

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Master of Consoling

summary: Miya is a mean little guy and Reki is always in a good mood, but sometimes things aren’t how they’re supposed to be and when that happens, someone has to step up and make them right again.

an: ahem did i say this week? i meant this month. nvm, you and i both know i said “this week” but that was before i dropped out of university and cancelled my flat and also rewrote this whole thing... ANYWAY here is my third commission for the wonderful @wertzunge and honey let me tell you i had so much fun with this one! i really hope you like it and i apologize for straight up lying to you ^^’

wordcount: 2020

taglist: @parkersaysthings

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Many people thought Miya Chinen to be blind to the feelings and moods of those around him. They considered him too arrogant to pay attention and too inexperienced in social interaction to notice when someone wasnʼt doing so well.

This was not true.

Miya was capable of feeling compassion and noticing changes in mood or behavior, and just fine too, thank you very much. Most times, he just flat out didnʼt care because, and that much was correct, he really was a little arrogant and too inexperienced in social interaction to comfort a stranger. His friends though? That was a different story.

So when Reki entered the Sia la Luce, he could immediately tell that something was off with the redhead. There were multiple signs for that. He didn’t barge through the door like an absolute maniac, as he usually did. He also didn’t yell “‘SUP GUYS!” at the top of his lungs or give them one of his bright signature smiles that always made Miya wonder whether it was his second birthday. (Or his third, or fourth, or fifth, or even sixth, because Reki did this often and it had the same effect on Miya every time.)

Not this time though. This time Reki barely made any noise walking in, aside from the small bell above the door ringing like its life depended on it when he entered. He didn’t even smile, on the contrary; he looked like his birthday had been canceled rather than doubled. Or tripled. Or quadrupled. Or whatever, this was too beautiful of a day to waste it on thinking about math. And also too beautiful to pull a long face.

“What’s up with you, slime?”

“Nothing.” Huh, Reki didnʼt even seem annoyed at the nickname. He just plopped down at the counter next to Miya, putting his chin in his hands and looking miserable. Strange.

“That doesnʼt look like nothing though, not gonna lie.” Joe had caught on too, furrowing his brows as he placed a lemonade in front of the redhead. “You sure you okay, kid?”

“Yeah, sure. Why do you all think thereʼs something wrong with me?!”

Cherry scoffed, his nose buried in a magazine. “Because of your bright smile.”

“Very funny.” And then, Reki rolled his eyes. Reki rolled his eyes. Miya had never seen him do that before and it was the famous last drop, so to speak.

Reki jumped nearly five feet in the air and let out the loudest shriek when two small hands tasered his sides. He lunged forward as if he was trying to crawl over the counter and turned to Miya, hugging his midsection and his lips pulled into a wobbly smile. “What the he-”

“Ah!” Miya interrupted him with a smirk, “There are children here. You wouldnʼt cuss in front of a child, right?”

Reki gave him a look that was probably supposed to be threatening, but his blush and twitching lips just made for an expression of half-assed indignation. “Youʼd be surprised, you little-”

“Reki, please.” Oha, Cherry had put on his best impression of an annoyed teacher and Miya grinned. He had them all on his side. Even Shadow, who was bound to go against Joe and Cherry at every possible opportunity, and Langa who was usually always always always with Reki, made no visible effort to step in on Rekiʼs behalf and Shadow even gave Miya a little wink. The odds were immaculate.

Reki huffed. “I was gonna say monster! Monster isnʼt a curse word, as far as Iʼm concerned!”

“Itʼs still not very nice…” Langa mumbled, quickly looking in another direction when Reki shot him a glare.

“Yeah, well, Miya wasnʼt very nice to me eithEEK! Miyaha!”

“Yes, dearest slime? What shall I be of assistance with?”

“D-dohonʼt tahalk like thahat!”

“Shuteth thy trap, thou hast not to regulate the way I talketh.” Miya saw Cherry cringe at his pretentious attempts at pompous language, but honestly, who even cared about Cherry when he, Miya, master of consoling (as of right now), was about to break through Rekiʼs moodiness like a wrecking ball broke through an old building? He wouldʼve given himself a pat on the back for that metaphor if his hands hadnʼt been buried under Rekiʼs arms, wiggling as fast as possible and making the redheadʼs squirms increase in desperation by the second. Heh. Off to a good start.

Reki let out a cackle and Miya could see his knuckles gripping onto the counter and turning white. “Miya, nohot thehehere!”

“Not here? But I think this is a really good spot.” Miya tweaked his fingers ever so slightly, making Reki squeak. “You’re ticklish there and you can still speak. I wanna know whatʼs up with you, but if I went for spots that are any worse than this, you wouldnʼt be able to answer my question anymore. Speaking of which, are you gonna answer my question now?”

“Ihi dohon’t even rehemembeher your stuhupid quehestion!”

“Wow, rude!” Miya gave Rekiʼs side a squeeze, making the older boy curl into himself. “But Iʼll repeat it once more, because I tolerate you. Whatʼs up with you?”

“Ihitʼs noho-”

“Itʼs not nothing. Wake up slime, weʼre already at the level where you tell me the truth.”

“I wahas gonnaha sahay thahat ihitʼs nohone of your buhusiness!”

Miya could hear a soft “Oh damn” from somewhere behind him. It was probably Shadow, but right now there was no time to check. He gave Reki a bored look and clicked with his tongue. “Gee slime, you reaaaally want me to go there, hm?”

Reki barely had time to entirely grasp the meaning of the younger boyʼs words before Miya threw all mercy out the window and dug into his stomach, squeezing and prodding like there was no tomorrow. Reki screamed.

“DAHA- YOHOHOHOU DUMBAHAHAHASS, NAHAHAT THEHEHERE!”

Miya gasped. “Dumbass? I try to help you and you call me a dumbass? Very rude.” Reki banged his fist on the counter when two hands crawled under his shirt and tickled the bare skin of his stomach. “Now you’re in for it, Slime!

“NONONO MIYAHAHAHAHAA! DOHOHON’T! PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“Nope. Thatʼs what you get for being mean to me, your friend, whoʼs just doing his best to help you.”

“Donʼt kill him, please,” Joe chipped in from the side. “Dead children arenʼt exactly great publicity.”

Miya shrugged, not interrupting the tickling or slowing down for even a second. “Whether or not he dies is up to him. Right, Reki? If you wanna live, I suggest you start talking.”

Reki just shook his head and Miya couldn’t help but be a little impressed. The boy was flushed bright red, tears pricked at the corners of his eyes and since he was trapped on the high bar stool, he couldn’t even go anywhere without getting hurt - and yet, he still didn’t give in? Whatever it was he didn’t want to talk about, it had to be something really embarrassing or bad. For a split second, ever so slight hesitation crept into Miya’s mind, but then he remembered the many times Reki had gotten him to actually talk about his feelings and how good it had felt to share his struggles with a friend. If Reki had to be reminded of his own wisdom forcefully, then this was how it had to be. And however great his stamina was, at some point he just had to crumble. Miya allowed himself a devious smile.

“Fine. Whatever happens now, I want you to remember that you brought this upon yourself.”

In retrospect, going for his friend’s absolute worst spot was probably not a good idea when said friend was seated on an object prone to toppling over when exposed to too much movement. In the moment, however, it had seemed like the right move to wiggle a single finger into Reki’s belly button, but, well, yeah, when the redhead spasmed hard enough to fall on top of him and take the stool down as well, Miya guessed he should’ve considered this outcome a little earlier.

“Oh, shhhhhrimps, are you guys okay?!”

Joe quickly put the stool back into place and plucked the boys off the ground like two little kittens. Reki went back down immediately, his legs too wobbly to stand on, but he gave the green haired man a limp-wristed thumbs up. Miya nodded as well, ignoring the constant throbbing in his hip bone. “Yeah, I’m fine.” That would make for a nice bruise tomorrow, but it was fine, he’s had worse. He turned to Reki and offered him a hand. “Sorry. I… I didn’t overstep, did I?”

Reki took one more second to breathe through, then he let himself get helped up and sat back down on the stool. “No, don’t worry, it’s fine.” A soft smile pulled at his lips. “I guess I kinda needed that.”

“Yeah, to get back to the topic,” Shadow sailed in from his place across from Cherry and Langa, “why did you need it? What’s going on with you? The little gnome is right, you’ve been weird the whole time.”

The smile fell from Reki’s face and he sighed. “Yeah, thanks for reminding me.” Shrinking a little under his friends’ worried gazes, he went on to mumble something into his hoodie.

“What?” Langa, blunt as ever. At least one of them was being his usual self.

“It’s dumb,” Reki cried out. “It’s nothing to be dramatic about, really.”

“Reki, what. Is it.” Everyone in the room could tell that Cherry was rapidly losing his patience as the conversation went on and because no one wanted to repeat the birthday incident (note to future selves: Cherry did not appreciate people jumping out of the darkness and yelling SURPRISE), Reki finally explained himself.

“It’s just a grade, really! I’m kinda failing Japanese and my mother told me I won’t be allowed to meet my friends and go skating anymore if I don’t get a passing grade on my next test.”

Miya tilted his head. “That’s it? You can always improve a grade, right?”

“Not in Japanese! Have you seen my last homework?!”

“Hold up.” Joe put his hands on his hips. “That’s something we can help with. I mean, it’s literally Kaoru’s job to flex on illiterates.”

“That’s not what I do, actually.”

“I don’t care what you do, actually.”

“Actually-”

“Point is,” Shadow interrupted the brewing fight between the two, “why didn’t you just tell us?”

Reki looked down at his hands, a slight blush climbing up his neck. “I don’t know, I… just… it’s kinda embarrassing. I didn’t want you to… to think I was stupid…”

The last part of his sentence was spoken so softly that they barely caught it and Miya frowned at his friend. “You’re not stupid. Why would you think that we’d think you are?”

“You call me stupid every day.”

Whoopsie daisy. He had never claimed to be perfect when it came to be a good friend.

“I’m just messing with you, sl- Reki! I don’t actually think you’re stupid, stupid people couldn’t make kickass skateboards! You have to know a ton of math for that too, right? And who cares about Japanese anyway? No one ever needs every single Kanji!”

Miya only realized how much he had gotten into his little speech when the others gave him wide-eyed looks. He quickly cleared his throat, trying to play his passion off. “I guess.”

A grin spread across Reki’s face. “You think I make kickass skateboards?”

“That’s not really a secret!”

“So you’d tell me again?”

“No.”

“It’s okay if you appreciate me, kiddo.”

“Don’t call me kiddo!”

“Why not? Who wouldn’t want to be called a nickname by their idol?”

“You’re not my idol! And I don’t appreciate you!”

“Sorry, I can’t hear you over all the appreciation coming from your heart.”

“Shut up, slime!”

Reki laughed and it should’ve driven him even more up the wall, but Miya found himself to not really mind. After all, they were laughing together. And if that wasn’t evidence of him being the definite and absolute master of consoling, Miya honestly didn’t know what could be.

#rey writes #commission #tword fic #sk8 the infinity #miya chinen #reki kyan #plus the gang #and a little matchablossom being an old married couple in the background #ler!miya #lee!reki #ticklish!reki #kinda hurt/comfort but also not really

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twilightmalachite · 1 year

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Altered - Angels and Devils 4

Author: Akira

Characters: Hiyori, Nagisa, Tsumugi, Rei, Shu, Natsume

Translator: Mika Enstars

EN Proofer: PitXRoxas

"I won't listen, even if you are the leader! I'm the kind of person who tells people I don't like that I don't like them!"

Season: Winter

Location: SS Finals Live Stage

⚠️ This is an import from a unproofed Twitter Livetweet!

Natsume: The way you naturally exclude me from being a suspect is what makes you, yOU, Senpai.

If anythiNG, the most suspicious person here should be mE. OO was originally of my envisioniNG, after aLL.

Tsumugi: That's true, but… Judging by the way you speak, you're not the culprit, aren't you Natsume-kun?

Natsume: I could be playing the innocent victim who knows nothing about the criME, planning to frame someone else as the culprIT, you knOW.

Tsumugi: What would you gain from doing that, though, Natsume-kun?

OO is a three day long event, and has been a great success, as is evident.

The finale being a showdown between the Five Eccentrics and fine is a theater piece greatly anticipated by enthusiasts…

Natsume: A theater pieCE, is iT?

Tsumugi: In any case, I believe the program will find great success. It wouldn't make sense for the person who came up with the plan to deny involvement, would it?

Natsume: You thinK? It wouldn't be a good look for either one of the Five Eccentrics or one of fine to choose to dredge up the past they wished to pretend never happened.

If it were convenient for them to be known as the mastermiND. then they would have identified themselves alreaDY.

But they haven't shown their face thus fAR. It feels as if I'm being made to dance in the palm of this unknown person's haND, I feel uncomfortable and uneaSY.

Tsumugi: You're such a worrywart, aren't you Natsume-kun~. ♪

Natsume: I didn't say all that just for you to tell me thAT, Senpai.

Rei: I see you guys are talking about something interesting.

This is starting to sound like some detective novel. In situations like these, the person first suspected is the one who is suspiciously absent…

Which is to say, Tenshouin-kun. It's only natural to suspect he is hiding because he is guilty of something.

Natsume: That is plenty suspicious as well. The mastermind behind all of this could be the “Emperor”.

Rei: What's happened to him? Although he kept to the shadows during the war, fine lacks the finishing touch without him, doesn't it?

Nagisa: …Eichi-kun, I wonder if he'd gotten too worked-up, he appeared to be feeling unwell.

…He is receiving care in the infirmary.

…He had said he would rest until he is well enough to join us on stage, but I requested the doctor to have him rest, even if it meant tying him up.

…During the war's final performance, Eichi-kun hit his limit and collapsed.

…I do not wish to let it hit “that point” again.

Tsumugi: Fufu, well, I can't deny that typically we couldn’t be at our 100% because of Eichi-kun holding us back. Even in terms of the number of members, we fine-O are at just three people now.

Rei: And we Altered are at five.

Will the evil that swarms in numbers be vanquished by the righteous few? You have no choice but to enter a passionately-contested battle that's nearly impossible to win in practice… That is what you face.

Nagisa: …Perhaps that is what the mastermind wishes us to face. To be crushed by you through the violence of numbers.

…If that's the case, then the logic makes sense. It's a convincing motive, if Eichi-kun is the mastermind.

Rei: On the other hand, that's the reason why I don't think that Tenshouin-kun is the mastermind.

To purposely wish for defeat, in an attempt to make amends for the past… Has he always been that type of auspicious person?

Nagisa: …It does sound strange when you put it like that, it doesn't seem like him.

Rei: Perhaps you would be more willing to choose to be a martyr, Ran-kun, but I also do not believe you've ever had the opportunity to learn of Sakasaki-kun's former proposal.

Nagisa: …Mhm. It appears the proposal was burned after the conflict's conclusion, but Hiyori-kun and I left Yumenosaki the moment it ended.

…There'd have been no way I could learn of the contents of the plan, physically.

…No, but, hold on. Hiyori-kun, could I ask you something?

Hiyori: Yes? Sorry, I was preoccupied over arguing with the idiot who chose his course in life based on the shallow premise that to him, “Paris was synonymous with art!”, what is it?

Shu: I don't want to be criticized by you, someone who winged their path in life as they went along.

Tsumugi: Let's get along, guys~. I know that the situation is difficult, though…

Hiyori: I won't listen, even if you are the leader! I'm the kind of person who tells people I don't like that I don't like them!

Rei: Oh right, you were the former leader of fine, weren't you, Tsumugi… Aoba-kun?

Tsumugi: Nominally and on paper, yes. I was a pathetic leader who knew nothing and could do nothing, though.

As the perpetrator, the one who exterminated the Five Eccentrics using fine as his limb, I would be the culprit, yup.

Nagisa: …You don't have to carry someone else's cross in such a way, Tsumugi-kun.

…You've tormented yourself over this far too much, since back then.

…But aside from that, I've just remembered something that's been bugging me a bit.

…We had since left Yumenosaki at that time, so I only know of this through hear-say.

…Regarding that short period of time between the war's end and the start of the new school year.

…That winter, when allegedly nothing had happened.

…I do recall hearing about this “OO” project that's currently happening now.

…Nothing by the name of OO, though. But, the plot was of a full-scale confrontation between fine and the Five Eccentrics…

…Thinking back, perhaps it's possible the seed had already been sown at that time.

…During the time where everyone should have stopped moving, be it out of exhaustion or because they left…

…It's possible something had been beginning.

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Rouge & Ruby: February's Situation - 5

Writer: Umeda Chitose

Season: Winter

Characters: Ibara, Jun, Hiyori, Nagisa

Proofreading: royalquintet (JP) & Skyress (ENG)

Translation: Mirei (Adam) & hyenahunt (Eve)

Nagisa: …Ibara's plans usually do not progress as he’d like them to, after all.

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Ibara: …

Jun: What's the matter? You've suddenly gone quiet.

Ibara: I just felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulders after hearing positive responses about this project from His Excellency and His Highness.

Trying to convince the two of them alone requires a considerable amount of effort, so earning their approval has given me great relief.

Hiyori: You could wait until we're gone to say that, you know!

Nagisa: …Ibara's plans usually do not progress as he’d like them to, after all.

Hiyori: Oh, is that what he meant?

Hiyori: To think Ibara would feel so relieved just from having our approval! Even he has some cute sides to him, huh... ♪

Ibara: Withhold the teasing, please!

I am truly very glad that I did not have to contend with extra work, you know.

… In the confectionery industry, Valentine's Day is far from just a day of love; it's also a great war of sales. It’s an event that they have to win at all costs.

That's why, as both a businessman and as an idol who will be participating in this Chocolat Fes—

To ensure the success of both sides, I have spent much time preparing since the year before, to ensure both victory and success. It's only natural that I feel relieved.

Jun: So that's how it is... Honestly, when I met up with you over New Year's, I thought that the frustrations left over from SS were the only thing pushing you onwards, but...

It makes me kinda glad to hear that you're not so focused on winning this time 'round 'cause of how we didn't do as well as we hoped back then.

Ibara: Hmph. I won’t deny that I’d also like to do my best to cover the losses from SS, but…

Jun: But?

Ibara: —Suddenly, that mess of a COMP project got in the way.

Given that it was a project related to idol schools affiliated with CosPro, and also that it was a part of ES’ plans, as a vice president, it’s impossible for me to ignore it.

Hiyori: But didn't we finish filming the promotional video for that? Was that not the end of it?

Ibara: Yes. We still have some budget left after the PV. If anything, it would seem unnatural for an executive to not take advantage of this big event.

Nagisa: … The fact that there is room left in the budget means that the budget was quite large, even for such a project that was thrown together.

Ibara: That’s right. It was enough that we could even freely distribute it to all the CosPro units for use in their performances.

For this reason, the executives are expecting that budget to boost the performance of CosPro units in Chocolat Fes.

In a way… You could say that they want to use this opportunity to attract more interest in CosPro-affiliated idol schools.

Hiyori: But would that actually work...?

Ibara: That would depend on each unit's capability, and also to what extent they can establish a foundation.

… Just when I had every intention to pour my all into my plans, once again, I have to face the dilemma of whether or not I should focus on what the executives want.

Even I cannot help but feel troubled.

Hiyori: Can't you make it so they don't intervene? The thought of those grown-ups trying to tangle a day about love all up in their schemes just doesn't sit well with me at all.

Ibara: If I could simply disregard ES and the wishes of the executives that easily, I would have no reason to complain.

Jun: …...

Ibara: Use the budget well and make a good impression of CosPro to the audience. That should be enough to convince the executives and satisfy them.

Easier said than done, I would say.

In reality, just how much effort would be required to reach that goal, I wonder?

Jun: …..

Ibara: —That being said, do you have anything to say, Jun? You’ve been furrowing your eyebrows for some time now.

Now that I think about it, I have yet to hear your opinion. Should anything about this bother you, I will hear you out.

Jun: Umm, er—....

I'm not sure if I should be saying this when you're so conflicted over things, but...

I'm against it.

Ibara: … What do you mean?

Jun: Chocolat Fes is an event meant for Valentines Day, right?

And meanwhile, COMP is... well, COMP's a project I personally can't really stand myself.

But even if I leave my personal feelings out of this...

They just cooked up a plan to make that hellish place look attractive and slapped a name on it.

It doesn't have anything to do with Valentine's Day.

And that's why I think we should keep those adults and all their shady intentions out of Chocolat Fes.

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Camus (All Star) Memorial

Translator: Mimi (twitter: _mimisaurora)

Memorial 5 - Boisterous Places

“The Christmas Live was a success! Congratulationsss!”

A loud voice boomed through the bar of this not so spacious restaurant.

I knew exactly who it was.

Reiji is always the center of attention during parties like these.

He’d yet to even have a drink and was still found to be in very high spirits.

Granted, it is a private party today, but isn’t he still being a bit too rowdy?

“Mikaze-kun, I hope you enjoy the orange juice.”

“Ah, yes. Thank you.”

I received a drink from one of the servers when Reiji's voice echoed out again.

“All right then, now if everyone would please raise a glass, we’ll make a toast when I, uh, say….. Cheeeersss!”

Reiji stuck out his tongue, and the toast was repeated with a few quips from all around the room.

The sound of clinking glasses filled the place.

I also raised my glass of orange juice and toasted the people nearby.

I find drinking parties to be interesting.

It is fascinating to witness how people's personalities change and reveal what they truly feel when under the influence of alcohol.

Being only 15 years old, I'm usually not allowed to attend these drinking parties, making a gathering like today's a precious opportunity for me.

I was trying out some unfamiliar foods, sampling them a bit at a time and idly looking around, when I heard Natsuki and Syo call out to me.

“Ai-chan! Congratulations once again on a job well done!”

“You totally nailed it! I got super hyped listening to you.”

“Well of course. Don't dwell on it too much, you two should be able to open the show next year."

Now together with the kouhai who came to support me, those underage stuck together.

I chatted a bit with them while observing the effects of alcohol on the adults.

“Alrighty! Next up, we’ll all be playing the QUARTET NIGHT game! Let’s go–!”

Wherever and whenever, you can always bet on finding Reiji full of life. It doesn't take a lot of effort to find him.

“What’s that? Never heard of such a game.”

Ranmaru stands beside him looking rather irritated. There was no escape since it looked like Reiji got him by the arm.

“Hmph. Well duh! I made it up just now–!”

Reiji let out an ahem and puffed up his chest. I have absolutely no clue why he's acting so bossy.

“We form a circle like this~. Then the first person calls out ‘Ai no Ka’ as they point at somebody else. The person who is pointed at will say ‘Ru’, then 'Te’, and ‘To’ and finally, the two people on either side of the person pointed at will say ‘Night!’”.

“Tsk.... Is this some kind of bootleg drinking game?”

“Ranran, that’s cold! I worked hard all day and night to make this day special. I thought it would be fun!”

“Heey. That sounds like a blast. Alriiight♪ Count me in!”

And so… Ringo intervenes.

Should have seen that one coming.

Reiji’s eyes sparkled, delighted to have an ally.

“You two together are a recipe for disaster…”

Ryuya was exasperated.

They didn’t seem to change much when they drank.

Well, the party has only just started and everyone from the agency is here, so they might be holding back.

But there are other people I'm most curious about right now.

I move my gaze to look for them.

….Camus and Haruka Nanami.

“...There they are.”

The party naturally divided itself into several groups throughout the venue, but Camus wasn’t trying to mingle with any of them.

That in of itself was not out of the ordinary, but what was unusual is seeing the female composer stuck right by Camus’ side.

Was she following him?

Or was he following her?

I couldn’t say which one it was with certainty, but he resembled a watchdog with the way he stood next to her, his gaze acutely aware of the scene around him.

Whenever she spoke to him, he would respond, albeit seemingly troubled.

This behavior does not conform to previous data.

There was a stranger approaching Camus now, and it didn't seem like it was going to be a pleasant conversation to have.

So I wonder why he laughed like that.

Camus has been acting so contrary to my expectations lately that it makes me wonder.

And the odds were significantly in favor of her being the reason for it.

I know she deserves recognition as a composer.

They work together as partners, so it comes as no surprise that he would appreciate her more than we do.

But even taking that into account, this is unexpected behavior.

What could this mean…?

I would have liked to observe the two of them more closely, but unfortunately, a colleague seems to have taken Haruka away.

As soon as she left, Camus' demeanor returned to normal.

…How peculiar.

“Myu-chaan, are you drinking~?”

Ah…. Reiji went up to Camus.

He is very useful in situations like these.

The best way to collect data is by taking action and watching the reaction.

“Hey, Myu-oniisan, how are you doing lately?”

“...What?”

Reiji seems to be acting like a hostess, involving himself and toying with Camus, who is very evidently upset.

“Don’t ‘what’ me. It’s Christmas. What did you end up gifting?”

“Is that what you’re going on about? What a nag. I’ve told you before that I don't do gifts.”

“Stop! Really!? That’ll make Kouhai-chan super sad! Do you want to go buy one now? You can sneak out.”

“I will not. Keep out of my business.”

Just as I was wondering what in the world the conversation was turning into, somebody else joined the two of them.

“Fufufufu. Reijiko-chaan, don't worry about him, dear.”

Ah, it’s Ringo again. Reiji’s hostess speak is frankly off-putting, but Ringo sounds absolutely authentic. It was perfect.

“What do you mean, Ringo-chan. Share with Reijiko!”

“I actually saw him go into a really nice women's clothing store the other day…”

“What! No kidding? No way! So Myu-chan was preparing a present for her. You rascal!”

Camus looks blatantly upset as Reiji nudges him in the side with his elbow.

These actions are not at all inconsistent with what I've seen so far.

“S-Shut up! I didn’t buy anything in that store!”

“Oh, my... Did you hear that, Onee-sama?”

“My, my… Sounds like the cat’s out of the bag, Reijiko-chan.”

“Ohoho. Myu-chan, would you mind elaborating on that? Hm…?”

The two of them, wearing their most devilish grins, went at Camus from both sides.

Huh…?

Camus’ gaze shifted a bit.

It was only for a second, but there was a rather concerned look in his eyes, not something he’d typically do.

Was Haruka infront of him?

Did he see her talking to someone a little further away?

Was he worried that she might have heard what they just said?

If it doesn't affect your job, you shouldn't care what anyone says about you.

“That's it, isn't it? I bet you had all sorts of rosy thoughts with that serious face of yours, huh? ‘Hmm. This color might suit her better.’”

“Or he said, ‘No, something a little more mature might be good for a change’!!”

Reiji and Ringo were completely in their own world.

They pester Camus more and more.

As for Haruka…

Hm? She looked over at him from time to time too?

They both seem totally oblivious to each other…

“Oh my gosh! What is he doing buying something adult?”

“Oh no, Ringo-onee-sama! Pure and lovely Reijiko cannot speak what comes next! I truly possibly couldn’t!”

At that time, a thunk echoed through the area.

“You fools! Would you cut it out!!”

Camus looked outraged as he stared down at the two of them holding their heads and writhing in agony.

Yeah. Of course he’s going to be mad.

“Hyuga! What are you doing? Take these idiots out of here!!”

“No way… I’m not their babysitter.”

“If not you, then who?! Take them immediately!”

“...Everything really falls on deaf ears with you.”

Ryuya grabbed Reiji and Ringo by the back of their necks.

“Woaaah, Ryuya-senpaaai.”

“What’s wrong~? Be more gentle with me~!”

“...How old are you guys?”

Ryuya takes them both in dismay.

Camus huffed grimly as the two were dragged away, voicing their complaints.

“We had our toasts, and exchanged pleasantries. Sounds like the party's over. I'm heading home.”

With that, he turns away, leaving a booing Reiji and Ringo in his wake.

I expected him to head straight for the exit, but he instead quickly strode over to Haruka.

“Haruka. What are you going to do? If you want to go home later, take a cab…”

“Ah, no. I’ll join you.”

She nodded her head at the person she'd been chatting with before Camus could finish his sentence, and headed off to get her coat.

Huh….

They’re going back together. But she seemed to be enjoying the party quite a bit.

I heard they live with each other.

There should be no need to rush, they could have talked when she got home.

“I see. Well then, let’s go.”

Ah, I think I saw Camus look a little happy for a second just now.

It’s a look… I don’t recognize.

In spite of saying they’d leave together, Camus quickly started to head out on his own, leaving her to chase after him.

Oh, but that can’t be it.

Camus normally walks much faster than that. Maybe he’s made calculations to know she won’t lose him.

But why even do that?

It would have been more efficient to wait for her to get ready before leaving together.

… Those two are a mystery.

I'll examine them more thoroughly next time.

Having decided on that, I turn my focus back on the conversation with Natsuki and Syo.

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❝LET'S GO ICE SKATING❞

❦summary; ice skating can be such a fun time, though that may depend on whether you're new to the rink or have a bit of experience under your belt. ♪the characters in this story; savannaclaw; leona kingscholar, ruggie bucchi, jack howl, gn!reader ✎word count; ~626 words ❀what do the ghosts say?; ambiguous, school trip to an ice skating rink, falling chatacters, first times on ice, mentions of climates in respective twst characters homeland, fun times ☛the author's notes; nothing to note... ☪look at the catalogue?

❛LEONA KINGSCHOLAR❜

❀ Leona would not come on the ice willingly

❀ Convince him please

❀ It would be really hard to get him onto the ice because he does not want to go ice skating

❀ If you do manage to get him on the ice, congratulations! Now you have to convince him to move.

❀ No, I’m serious, even if he gets onto the ice, he won’t be moving.

❀ Like, he’s just standing there, hands in his pockets and that usual stare on his face

❀ Now, I don’t think Leona has ever really encountered ice since he lives in the Sunset Savanna

❀ Though it does get really cold at night in savannas I think, so he would be used to the cold

❀ Leona would be the type of person to wear short sleeves during the cold seasons and say it’s not cold enough

❀ Anyways, I think he’d hate ice skating

❀ Leona would definitely prefer to be inside than out here on the ice

❀ You will have to drag him along with you to get him to actually move around on the ice

❀ And after like thirty minutes he says he’s tired and will get off the ice with you in tow

❀ You wanted to keep skating?

❀ Too bad, you’re going back to the dorm home with Leona and will be drinking a hot cup of hot choccy

❀ But I think that would be nice too

❛RUGGIE BUCCHI❜

❀ Okay, I think he’d enjoy ice skating actually

❀ I think Ruggie would actually kinda like ice skating

❀ Like, he’s going so fast, look at him go!

❀ Half the time he’s like “look at me!” and tries to do something, and fails

❀ He doesn’t take it against him and he’s quick to get back up to try again

❀ I think he’d be one to try to encourage you to join him as well

❀ It’s cute, to see him being all giddy and stuff.

❀ Please watch him, he’ll get so happy and a happy Ruggie is adorable.

❀ I think he’d actually really like ice skating due to the fact that he didn’t have many opportunities for leisure back home and it doesn’t snow in the Sunset Savanna

❀ Imagine him rambling about wanting to take the kids from his hometown ice skating oh my gosh

❀ Ruggie would definitely want to come back again, but this time somehow manage to bring the other kids to mess around on the ice

❀ He wouldn’t mind going one on one, but Ruggie would probably wanna bring others along

❀ And, afterwords, you can treat him to hot chocolate, hehehe

❛JACK HOWL❜

❀ Like Trey, he knows how to ice skate

❀ Except, this time, he does it not only out of necessity but for himself as well

❀ He has two younger siblings, so he has to make sure that they aren’t breaking their noses on the ice

❀ But I think he also wanted to learn from like an exercise standpoint

❀ Like, I don’t know what bones or muscles you exercise during ice skating, but Jack definitely wants to exercise those

❀ I looked it up, you’re exercising your legs

❀ Anyway

❀ I definitely think that ice skating would be a nice freetime activity for Jack when time and weather permits

❀ So Jack is pretty stable when it comes to being on the ice

❀ Even Ace won’t be able to drag him down

❀ I like think that Jack would like pick one of his friends up and skate around with them in his arms

❀ Picked up from under the arms and held up like a cat

❀ Jack would probably be off doing his own thing on the ice

❀ Though if you or any of his friends are having trouble on the ice, Jack would probably skate over to help

❀ He would definitely give tips on ice skating if you want

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ivoncu · 2 years

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— 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓☆! h. sora

— SYPNOSIS stage fright? Sora will be there to comfort you!

CONTENT reader is about to be on stage (not specified why), implied shy reader, encouragement and fluff!!

( n ) — this idea has been stuck in my head fpr a while but i havent been able to write it. i think i messed up on sora's characterization slightly and it feels more platonic rather than romantic...? nonetheless i hope you'll enjoy it!!

"HaHa, Sora's here to comfort you!" Sora has finally appeared, waving at you happily.

"O-Oh, Sora...! You're so nice!!" You exclaimed, perhaps a bit too excitedly at the sight of him being here.

But, could you blame yourself? You're about to be on stage in front of thousands of people, it's not every day that opportunity could come by, and you're not exactly the best at talking either.

Sora could see it too, your color... It wasn't the usual warm color you'd give off—your color today was more... Dull? It was an uneasy dull color and he feels sad just even sensing your colors, honestly.

"Sora can sense your nervousness... Please don't push yourself too hard, Sora's here; he can help if you'd like!" He said, his words really did help you calm down a little. The reassurance that someone could help you makes you feel slightly calmer.

But, you want to do this on your own.

You pat Sora's head, smiling gently at him. "I'm glad that you'd do that for me, Sora. Although I'm not good at talking in front of a larger crowd, I still want to try at least."

Sora can sense a change of color. From a rather nervous and dull color to something slightly brighter than before.

"But, Uhm, keep your promise, alright? I don't know if I can do this without messing up...!" You said, chuckling slightly as your hands fell onto his shoulders, gripping it slightly in sudden nervousness.

Sora was quite awestruck by you. He has always seen you fumbling with your words whenever talking to someone, but you want to try being on stage in front of thousands of people whose attention will all be on you? You're so cool and admirable!

"You're so cool, Producer! Sora hopes he will be just like you when he grows up!"

"E-eh, Sora...? Don't say it like that, 'm jus..." You stumbled on your own words at Sora's sudden statement. Never once in your life would you think you'd hear anyone calling you cool; even to the point where they say they want to be just like you.

But his words did make you feel happy.

Soon, you heard the crew telling you that it was your turn on the stage soon. Your gaze falls down to Sora, and he gives you an encouraging smile; the one that tells you to do your best.

You smiled back, nervously fiddling with your fingers as you made it to the entrance to the stage with Sora beside you.

"Do your best, Producer! Sora will be watching close by, he will try to help if he can!"

"They probably wouldn't allow you to do that... Also, I thought Natsume was going to be here too...? Although that probably doesn't matter since I'm about to be on stage soon."

"Shisho said he doesn't want to interrupt you. He worries that if he also comes by with Senpai, you'll get too stressed out about it. But, please do be rest assured that Shisho and Senpai are all in the crowd supporting you—you're Switch's producer, after all☆!"

"I'm more anxious now knowing that they're amongst the crowd..." You sighed, suddenly feeling anxious once again.

"HaHa, but Sora is sure that you'll be alright, Producer!" He gives you one last word of encouragement before stopping, just right before the entrance to the stage.

You look back at him, feeling slightly nervous at the fact that Sora won't be there with you.

"Do your best, y/n♪!" He said, waving at you happily. A nervous smile crept up your face before you waved back at him, sweating profusely.

The crew soon informed you that it was your turn on that stage.

Glancing back at Sora, you saw the smile on his face—the smile of confidence; he believes that you can do this.

You nod, turning your back to him, and walked onto the stage. You just hope that you'll do great, you don't really want to disappoint Sora.

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dajaregambler · 2 years

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HeliosR - Brad Beams Card story ‘‘The ideal choice’’

Translation of Brad Beams' 2nd anniversary card story from ‘Helios Rising Heroes’.

Brad: (---Dino contacted me saying how he wanted me to come to West's room afterwards.)

Brad: (Was there some progress regarding this case of amnesia?)

Brad: (I don’t remember, but there’s some kind of reason causing a loss of memory… It’s a shameful development.)

Brad: (....But all things considered)

Brad: (To think that Dino has joined as a member of the 13th generation…)

Brad: (That is what I had wished for, however…It didn’t cross my mind I’d find him here blending in so naturally.)

Brad: ……

Faith: …..Brad?

Brad: …… Faith……

Faith: Aah……

Faith: Heading off to see Dino? He’s with Keith together back at the room.

Brad: O-okay…

Faith: …….

Faith: …….You’re going through the same thing as Keith right now, yeah?

Faith: Then, doesn’t it just feel strange seeing me here wearing this uniform right now?

Brad: That’s…

Faith: ………

Faith: Yeah, I should cut it out. Thought to pull your leg for the laughs but, now’s not the time to poke fun given the current situation

Faith: Anyway, see ya-

Brad: Wait

Faith: ….What?

Brad: ….Can we talk for a moment?

Faith: ---Listen, about whatever happened during this whole year… You’d be better off asking Dino

Faith: I can’t recall any other details, and talking like this is a pain too---

Brad: I wanted to hear it from how you experienced it.

Faith: …….

Brad: …..We weren’t on good terms to talk to this extent, when looking at how I am currently.

Brad: Compared to the you I am familiar with, it feels like your attitude has softened… I suppose I’ve slightly misjudged how you treat you.

Faith: ……Was it like, necessary to go out of your way to say that out loud?

Faith: Haah… Well, isn’t it fine? Given how you lost your memories at the moment, why not do what you wanna do?

Brad: I see…

Faith: I’m just gonna throw it out there, but I seriously don’t have anything left to talk about

Faith: That whole substance commotion at Valentine’s, the case with Little Faith, I pretty much talked about all the big things

Brad: Seems like you had quite the eventful year.

Faith: ……Guess so

Faith: Thanks to a certain someone forming such a nuisance of a team, I kept hitting the wall over and over though

Faith: Obviously there was Dino’s case, but Keith was just a whole other level of awful at the beginning

Faith: …Since the opportunity is here I might as well strike. Deciding to put your own little brother in a team with your closest friends, was that on purpose?

Brad: That was…

Brad: I have no intention to reveal anything regarding the decisions made for the placement of the rookies. Even in the case of a relative, it would be considered unfair to only tell you about it.

Faith: ………

Faith: Huh, that’s strange? Even though you told the other rookies when they asked you about it?

Brad: What?

Faith: Aha, just kidding. Keep it calm there. That unwavering stiffness of yours has mostly stayed the same the whole year

Faith: You interpreted things on my part well enough. It’s certain that there’s been times where I thought I’m glad that these two are my mentors…

Faith: Y’know, you’re blessed with some great friends.

Brad: ………

----Several days later

Brad: (Looks like the party’s progressing without any problems.)

Brad: (....Honestly, the fact that all issues were solved before today is more than enough.)

Faith: …Brad?

Brad: Faith……

Faith: Back to your usual self, huh

Brad: Yes…

Faith: I see. I’m glad for you.

Brad: ……?

Keith: What was that? Sumn’ happen between the two of ya

Dino: It’s unusual for Faith to call out to Brad like that. I think we witnessed a moment that’s straight up for the books …

Brad: I don’t quite comprehend it myself…

Dino: Maybe something happened while you lost your memories?

Keith: If that’s the case, it’s a bit scary….

Dino: You also don’t remember keeling over from being so surprised

Keith: Oi, don’t bring that up again

Dino: Nihihi♪

Brad: Dino, Keith

Dino & Keith: ?

Brad: Thank you for everything. I’m grateful from the bottom of my heart for you two.

Dino: Eh…….

Keith: Oi, what…? You sure ya aren’t still suffering from some after-effects, remaining symptoms or anything?

Brad: No. I thought it would be appropriate to convey my feelings properly during the time where we're celebrating how we reached a one year milestone.

Dino: Brad……..

Keith: Hell naw, you suddenly made things all gross. If ya wanna say sumn’ like that, warn us beforehand

Brad: Beforehand? Don’t be absurd-

Dino: Brad! Keith! Since we’re at it anyway, let’s have a toast!

Brad & Keith: Huh…….

Dino: I’m totes feeling the love and peace up in here right now♪ I wanna have loaaaads of fun with my two best friends!

Keith: There it is…. Yer totally mistaken if ya think you can just slap love and peace onto everything and anything

Keith: But well, ain’t gonna refuse an invitation to drink. Oi Brad, yer obviously gonna toast too, yeah?

Brad: Yes, of course

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