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Words cannot express how much I adore your writing, ESPECIALLY when it comes to Satan, like hands down one of the best Satan writers🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️ but besides that- I would really love to see how the brothers react to MC who is… well… sensitive. As in- they care a lot about the brothers, and would obviously never even dream of hurting them let alone in reality. So I picture MC being extremely upset of the power they hold due to the seven pacts after the first time they use ‘stay’ (lesson 26-15). Then cue the events that result in MC getting the ring of light. Them being borderline horrified of their strength and tries to isolate themself thinking they might be a threat to brothers, even though at the back of their mind they know that the brothers could never actually be fatally injured because of them.

hello! of course :)

thank you so much for the satan writer compliment GAH he’s just my little guy and I’m glad people like my take on him. my sweet satan. hes the flame, and i am but a tiny moth drawn to his character potential and literally everything else about him

also, thank you for specifically requesting what you wanted!! usually I have no clue what people want and just guess haha. it's a little longer than a drabble would be so idk what it is anymore lol

hope you like where I went with this! did both satan and luci. enjoy <3

Sensitive Mc who's afraid of hurting the brothers

Satan

Satan was alone in his room, reading, when he was suddenly hit with a concerning thought. He had been meant to gift you that human world book he'd managed to find a second hand bookstore. Coincidentally, the two of you had been talking about that same book just yesterday, so he had to pick it up for you. He'd actually been hoping the two of you could read it together because he'd never read it. He could already imagine reading it aloud to you, how you’d be cuddled up in his lap, arms around him and using him as your personal pillow.

After he finished the page he was on, he grabbed the book. He'd probably have to reread everything he read before thinking of you, but that was alright. He’d learnt to treasure every moment he could with you. You were the only thing that could truly cause him to temporarily lose interest in a book.

With that, he set off, book in hand, to find you. First he check your room. It wasn’t unusual to not find you there. His brothers often dragged you elsewhere. Next he checked the library, his brothers’ rooms, and the attic, but it was to no avail. That was when he started to get worried. He started to call you and text you. He could see that you were reading his messages and the calls were ringing all the way through, but you didn’t reply once.

That's when he started to freak out. Every bad thing that could've possibly happened ran through his head. He stopped, and took a deep breath to clear his head to try and think more rationally. He knew he needed to find you, and while he knew telling his brothers was the best course of action, he figured he'd check your room one last time, just in case he managed to miss you somehow. As he stepped into your room and shut the door behind him, he caught sight of you. You were seated away from the door, head down on the table.

"Mc! There you are. I've been looking for you." He stepped towards you and put his hand on your shoulder. You jumped very suddenly, and whipped your head around to face him. The expression on your face wasn't one he'd ever seen you make. You looked deeply fearful, more so than when facing one of his angry brothers, or himself for that matter. The two of you made steady eye contact for a moment, before you suddenly stood up.

"Mc?" Satan was confused and concerned. You placed both of your hands on his chest and pushed him away as hard as you could before running to the opposite side of the room. "What's the matter?" He recovered quickly from his minor stumble.

"Stay back! I'm a monster. I can't hurt you. You mean too much to me." Satan got deja vu. He swore he'd said something exactly like that in the past. Your hands shook as you held them out in front of you, urging him to stop his advances towards you. You seemed to be struggling to hold them up, as your arm began to fall and your fingers could hardly stay upright. He saw himself in you in that moment. Afraid, alone, and confused, just like how he felt when he first came into being. While he wanted nothing more than to go comfort you, he found himself frozen mid-step towards you. This sent you into another fit of tears.

"See? I can't do anything right." You sobbed.

"Mc, please unfreeze me. I promise you, you can't hurt me." He could hear the desperation growing in his voice, and he was sure you could too.

"What if I hurt you on accident though? I don't know what I'd do. I care too much about you to do that to you." You tried to avoid eye contact, since looking into his eye was too painful.

"It's going to be alright. It'll take a lot to drive me away from you, because I care. If it ever gets to the point of you hurting me, I won't be upset with you because I know you didn't mean it. I trust you no matter what. Everything you just said proves that. Now, please, let me hug you. You need one." You eyed him skeptically.

"I don't trust me." You swiped away some of the tears with the back of your hand, but they kept flowing.

"You've already done so much for this family, and for me. Please, let me return the favor. I'll always be by your side. If the situation ever arises, we can work through it together. I'm not afraid to do what it takes to remain by your side." He silently implored you to meet his eyes, and when you finally did, he knew he'd gotten through to you.

"Alright. Come here." You smiled a little through the tears, and let your arms fall to your side. Like magic, Satan was able to move again and he quickly rushed forward to scoop you up. He held you close to him, gently wiping away your tears.

"I hope you can sense how much I care about you." He rubbed your back and sighed as you began to hug him back.

"Thank you." He knew that hurting him was probably the thing you feared most. He understood that, and promised himself that the two of you would work through that fear together. You changed his life, and wanted to really make sure you knew and didn't undermine how impactful you actually are to him.

Lucifer

It was late. Lucifer had already completed his nightly rounds and was doing paperwork, as usual. He'd made it through about half his stack, and had resolved to finishing it by morning.

He heard the the quiet footsteps of someone walking by his room, down the hall and up the stairs to the attic. With a sigh, he got up and followed whoever it was. He was too late to catch whoever it was, but he decided he'd let them get to the to top of the stairs before he went up after them.

He stood there for a moment, thinking. The only people who went to the attic were the twins, and occasionally you, if one of the twins happened to be up there. Really, only Belphie liked to be up there, and Beel and you just followed him, because he'd never seen either of you up there of your own volition. He wasn't sure why whoever it was needed to be up there at this hour. Belphie and Beel are usually knocked out at this hour. As he passed Levi's room, he heard the sound of a videogame and an angry sigh. Soft music was coming from Asmo's. The rest of the house was dead silent. Lucifer heard the stair at top of the staircase creak, meaning they'd reached the top landing. With that, he set off after them.

Once at the top of the stairs, he initially didn't see anyone and he quickly questioned if he'd been hearing things. Then, he spotted you sitting next to the window, hugging your legs and chin resting on your knees. Before he could speak, you beat him to it.

"Hello." You didn't turn around, or move at all.

"Mc. What are you doing up at this hour?" He stayed where he was, hoping that your conversation together would be quick.

"I could ask you the same thing." Usually, you'd say that with vigor, or some sort of enjoyment in your voice, but, your voice was flat.

"Very funny. Now, answer the question." He crossed his arms. While you were behaving a little strangely, he hoped it was just because it was late and continued as he usually would.

"Couldn't sleep. Didn't want to bother anyone." You sighed.

"I'm sorry to hear that. You are welcome to join me in my room tonight, if that might help." He felt a little sympathetic after you'd told him what was wrong. It would be nice to have them in his room as company, and a motivation to work faster.

"I've just been... thinking, is a good way to put it." All of your thoughts seemed jumbled, because everything that come out of your mouth, despite seemingly thinking hard about it, came out strangely.

"That's oddly vague, Mc." He took a few more steps towards you, but you still kept yourself turned towards the window. You remained silent, so he took the final few steps until he was right behind you.

"Lucifer. Will you make me a promise?" You turned to him slowly for the first time that evening. The little bit of moonlight streaming in through the window half illuminated your face. He could tell you hadn’t slept at all that night, maybe longer. The circles under your eye were very telling. The way you looked back at him unsettled him. That in itself spoke more words than he could ever say. There was a far off look in your eyes, like you were staring right through him. He never thought he'd be afraid of you, but the way you were behaving was scaring him.

“Of course, my love. Anything.” You turned back to the window, but he could tell you kept looking at him through the corner of your eyes.

“Promise me you’ll stop me if I ever do anything that might hurt your or your brothers. At any cost.” That sentence sent a shiver down Lucifer’s spine. It was an accomplishment to say that you could make a chill wrack through the body of Diavolo's right hand man, but this moment was anything but joyous or celebratory. The implications of your statement were grim.

"What are you talking about?" He stumbled on his words a little, unsure how to approach what you just asked.

"I'm not really sure how to put how I feel into words. But, that's what I do know." You glanced between him and the view outside the window.

"If you could, please try to enlighten me." He sat beside you

"I'm unsure of the power I have. I feel like I shouldn't have this. I'm unworthy and afraid of what I might do. You saw what I did on accident. I didn't mean to really make all of you stop like that. I know it didn't hurt too bad but... I just don't know how I feel." You sighed again.

"I understand how you feel, I believe. You're more than worthy to wield the power you do. It's not easy to quell the seven avatars of sin, but, you are, aren't you? Do not discredit yourself. I'm sure you know you could never hurt any of us, right?" Lucifer raised an eyebrow at you, awaiting your response.

"I'm not discrediting myself, I'm just afraid is all, alright? Sorry if I've felt distant lately. It's just been on my mind for a while." You snapped to face him again.

"I see. Please, do not isolate yourself like that from us again. We can work through this together. I know you're afraid of hurting us, but the day that happens is the day the Devildom freezes over, alright? We care." He paused. "I care."

A gentle smile made its way across your face. "Thanks. I think I'll always be a little afraid, honestly. But, I trust you, and I know you mean what you say." Lucifer remembered what you'd said earlier. He hoped he'd never have to follow through that.

For now though, he hoped to treasure this moment with you, and hopefully help you get to bed with the little nugget of peace he'd given you.

#obey me #obey me!#obey me x reader #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me! shall we date

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ofstarsandvibranium · 6 months

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Unexpectedly Yours: Part 5

Fandom: Ted Lasso (Regency AU)

Pairing: Roy Kent x F!Reader

Summary: Lord Roy Kent still has yet to marry. He hates the notion that marriage is a way to ensure your status in society. You have delayed your debut to society for years because of the same idea. So what happens when two people who hate the idea of marriage are constantly drawn to each other?

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

You didn't want to speak to anyone the next morning after the dinner. You didn't want to see anyone. You were annoyed and slightly embarrassed with how you behaved last night.

You decided you'd stay in your room for the entire day. Cece had tried to get you to come out and play with her but you expressed that you weren't feeling well. Did you feel bad for lying to your cousin? Yes, but you really just needed to wallow in your room by yourself.

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"Lady Clara is here to see you, Miss." Jane announces as she peeks her head into your room.

You sigh, "Did you tell her that I'm feeling unwell?"

"Yes and she's very insistent that she sees you."

You groan as you sit up in your bed, "You may send her up, I guess."

Minutes go by and the door opens. Clara walks in, "Good day, Y/N."

You give a stiff nod, "Clara."

She clears her throat, "I came by to apologize. I never meant to make you feel uncomfortable last night. It was never my intention. My brother has always told me how stubborn I can be. I just-I love him so much. He deserves to be happy. However, I understand that while you and my brother are amicable that doesn't mean you are to be with each other. I apologize greatly for practically forcing you to be together. I am ashamed to say that I'm no better than the rest of society," her head hands low in shame.

"I accept your apology, Clara. Thank you. I admire your love and concern for your brother. He's...a good man. He does deserve love in his life. I'm-I'm just not sure that's me."

Clara nods in understanding, "Yes, well, I'll leave you to rest. I hope you feel better soon," she gives a bow and sees herself out.

As soon as the door closes, you groan and fall back against your pillows.

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Roy watches as Cece and Phoebe run around the garden. He's glad that his niece found a friend after moving here. Things haven't been easy for the young girl, and Roy's always done his best to make sure she lives a loving and happy life.

He hears his sister before he sees her. She's walking down the path that leads to where he's sitting, a bench underneath a tree on the property.

"Where did you go off to?" he asks, eyes still on the young girls playing.

"I went to apologize to Y/N," Roy grunts and Clara continues, "I won't meddle anymore. I'm sorry that I've made things uncomfortable for you both."

He nods to his sister, "Thank you. She-She already feels so much pressure on her from her mother, society, she doesn't need more."

"I know, but, Roy...please be honest with me, do you care for her?"

Roy's jaw clenches and he looks away from Clara. He sighs, "I do, but, again, it's complicated. She's so...aggravating, smart mouthed, opinionated. But she's also sweet, she cares deeply for her friends and family. I can't help but be drawn to her."

Clara softly smiles at her brother, she places a hand on his shoulder, "I know I said I won't meddle, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't try to win her affections. I do think there may be something promising between you two and I don't mean in a business transaction way."

"Clara?"

"Hm?"

"Did you love Andrew?" Clara sits and thinks about her husband, who's passed, "I wouldn't say love, but I cared for him as a friend. He was definitely the best out of the other men that have asked to court me. He was kind, understanding. He's also the reason I have Phoebe. I may not have loved him in a romantic way, but I do hold him dear."

"Do you think you could've fallen in love with him over time?"

She shrugs, "Maybe."

Clara and Roy both look on to Cece and Phoebe who are rolling in the grass. Their laughter echoing throughout the property.

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In the late afternoon, you eventually grew tired of your self-isolation. So you called upon Keeley and Jamie to join you for tea.

In the sitting room, the three of you are lounging, sipping from your cups.

"I feel like I haven't seen you in forever," Keeley states as she takes a bite from a biscuit.

"It's been a few days, Keels," Jamie says with a snort.

She waves him off, "Too long. Tell me, what have you been up to?"

You sigh, setting your cup down, "My family and I had dinner with the Kents last night."

"Oh! I heard about that!" you look at her with a cocked brow, "Your mother told mine. Honestly, I'm a little upset you didn't tell me!"

"How was it? Was Lord Grumps his usual grumpy self?" Jamie asks with a smirk.

"We hardly interacted. He seemed quite miserable actually. Then his niece asked when Roy and I would get married." Keeley and Jamie give you a questioning look and you respond, "Because we played princess and dragons with them. They were the dragons, I was the princess, and Roy was the knight who saved me. The princess and the knight always get married in the stories they've read. Anyway, I told her that what we did was make believe and she got upset. She ran upstairs. Roy followed. Clara and my father made a comment that Roy and I should be together and I-I just got so annoyed and upset. I left the dinner."

"Y/N, why are you so against you and Lord Kent being together?" Jamie asks, genuinely.

"I-He-We're just so different. He's so uptight and grumpy all the time! He's probably only smiled five times in his life! Besides, Jamie, isn't he always rude to you?"

"He's rude to everyone, ain't he?" Jamie responds with a shrug.

You point to him, "That's another thing. He's rude!"

Keeley's interjects, "I think that's just him trying to protect himself from anyone getting too close and potentially hurting him." You and Jamie look at her confused, "What? It makes sense! I heard he was previously engaged to this woman name Georgina Afton. They were super in love, at least it seemed that way. Then Georgina caught the eye of a duke and she broke off the engagement. People say Roy was completely heartbroken."

"So...he's just scared of getting hurt?" you ask in clarification.

"Probably."

"Yeah, I suppose that makes sense," Jamie says, "Wow, love. You never seize to amaze me," he says looking at Keeley like she hung up all the stars in the sky.

"Aw, thanks, love!" she leans in and pecks his lips.

The sight makes you smile. You always hoped to find a love like theirs. It was rocky at first, but Keeley and Jamie...they just make sense to you. They fit each other well and you dream of finding someone who fits you.

Is that someone Roy Kent? You're still not sure.

He frustrates you and makes you doubt yourself sometimes, but he also challenges you. He's caring and adores his family. He's quick witted and snarky, but also funny.

Hmmm...you really had to think about this.

Besides, there were other men that could potentially catch your eye. Maybe...maybe you should start taking finding a suitor more seriously...

#roy kent x reader #roy kent imagine #regency au #ted lasso au #roy kent au

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veebs-hates-video-games · 4 months

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I'm glad I waited until the last minute to figure out how I felt about the games I played this year because there were some surprise changes right up until the end. I think I managed to get most things I played this year that weren't just demos onto a list and will have opinions on them.

There will potentially be too many to tag properly, but maybe I'll try linking the game titles to the tags and see how that goes, which should bring up any previous posts about them with more detail (although I still haven't finished updating all the old posts to the new tags yet as of writing this so they might not all work right away).

Also except for the final category stuff within each group isn't really in any particular order, and there's no hard boundary between some of the categories where I think everything in one is definitively better than everything in another (e.g. I think Aria of Sorrow is better than at least some of the stuff in the "pleasantly surprised category", but I liked it exactly as much as I expected to so it is where it is).

So starting from the worst:

Fate/EXTELLA LINK was the least fun I had with a game all year. It's like what if a Musou game felt worse to play and also had an extremely uncomfortable level of pandering to weebs and their waifus in the writing. Blech.

Diablo 2: Resurrected is literally unplayable without creating an account and being online even though D2 has always had offline single player. They don't actually mention this. I only have it because it was cheaper to get the bundle with D2 and D3 than D3 by itself.

Super Mario 3D World is the least fun I've had with a Mario game in literally decades. 3D movement with a fixed camera is awful. I still like the full 3D games and the 2D ones, but this is nope for me.

Pendula Swing is honestly probably fine on a different platform (read: with a mouse and keyboard), but the Switch version is borderline unplayable. The idea seemed interesting but it was so clunky I couldn't get into it.

Ys Origin just hasn't aged well. I played it a long time ago and it was in the "fine, I guess" category, but trying to replay it after some of the newer ones (which will be further down the list) was rough.

And then games that were mostly just disappointing to me:

Diablo 3 is one of those things everyone kept saying at least feels the best to play out of all the modern ARPGs for years, so I finally gave in and tried it to see what all the fuss was about. It feels like Torchlight 2.5 with a bigger budget and was kind of uninspiring overall.

The Outer Worlds was something I was really hopeful about, but I just didn't find anything at all about it enjoyable.

Pokemon Picross is just a bunch of free-to-play bullshit ruining something that could've been fun. The world is better off with the eShop shut down so no one can play it anymore.

Persona 5 Royal is another one I was really looking forward to that I just did not click with at all. The first few hours were full of minor annoyances and did very little to win me over.

AI: The Somnium Files had potential and sounded interesting, but moon logic for solving puzzles should've stayed in the 90s and I could do without all the random horniness.

The World Ends With You: Final Remix and NEO: The World Ends With You are frustrating because they have so many interesting ideas and a neat presentation but just aren't any fun to play, especially the first one.

Tales of Vesperia just hasn't aged super well I think. I know there are people who like it, and I was looking forward to it, but I think I would've had to play it closer to stuff like Tales of Symphonia to appreciate it.

Inscryption is not my thing at all. It's a shame because I loved Pony Island, but I just couldn't get into this one.

Donkey Kong Country: Tropical Freeze is a Donkey Kong Country game, which have always been just ok to me. I should've remembered that and not bought into the hype over the years.

Next is stuff I liked the idea of but didn't really like playing enough to stick with it:

Titanfall 2 has really neat movement and stuff, and I've heard the later levels do some interesting stuff, but beyond that the actual combat wasn't really my thing.

Ori and the Blind Forest had too many frustrating bits to keep me playing through the parts I did like.

Disgaea 4 seemed fun and like it had a lot of potential, but I always find that kind of SRPG way too fiddly, ever since I tried the original Final Fantasy Tactics.

Marenian Tavern Story: Patty and the Hungry God is just a worse version of Blacksmith of the Sand Kingdom (see later on the list), which is understandable because they made it first.

Bravely Default I mostly played a couple years ago, but this year I put another dozen hours in and finally gave up on it. I really like a lot of stuff about it, but there were just too many things that frustrated or annoyed me.

They Bleed Pixels seems like fun and has some good pixel art (mostly the story stuff outside the gameplay segments), but I don't think it's for me.

Hero Hours Contract is an amazing idea and I love almost everything about it except for actually playing it.

Luckslinger took forever for me to get around to. The idea of luck being a consumable resource you have to manage is really neat, but I wasn't really enjoying the actual game, even if "pixel art hip hop spaghetti western" sounds great on paper.

Carto is one I don't really have anything against beyond apparently glitching it into an unrecoverable state and not being invested enough to start over.

Cris Tales is another one of those ones where I like a lot of stuff about it except for actually playing it.

Anarcute was a lot of fun for a little while, but it started introducing more elements I tend to not really like. Definitely one of the cuter games on the list with one of the best theme songs though.

Followed by things I had mixed feelings on or the "fine, I guess" category:

PixelJunk Eden 2 was fun enough, but they changed things from the original in a way that seems to be to make it more suitable for mobile, and I feel like most of them made it worse.

Voice of Cards: The Isle Dragon Roars didn't quite stick the landing. I loved the idea of everything being cards on a table with a single narrator/GM running everything, and the world and characters were interesting enough for a while. It didn't quite hold up for me all the way through to the end though.

The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom is...better than Breath of the Wild, at least? It's smoothed over a lot of my biggest annoyances with that, and it's amazing that half the stuff in it even works at all, but it still doesn't feel like Zelda to me and has been pretty low priority to get back to and finish.

Atelier Ryza: Ever Darkness and the Secret Hideout has one of the worst openings of any game I've played in years and absolutely awful pacing. It did seem to finally have opened up and gotten potentially rather good where I left off (and might get back to one of these days), but it shouldn't take half a dozen hours for that.

Yoku's Island Express is a clever idea and was a pretty good time for a while, but it's also one of the buggiest things I've played in the past year, and that's what drove me to stop playing.

Dragon Quest XI S: Echoes of an Elusive Age is frustrating to go back to. I loved the demo when I played it a couple years ago, but redoing everything now because I'm playing the full game on a different platform kinda sucks because of how slow the start is.

Will Die Alone has an interesting premise and way of interacting with it, but it stops short of quite saying as much with it as I would've liked.

Chaos;Head Noah had so much potential that kind of got wasted in the end. I really liked a lot of stuff about it along the way, but it's also kind of a mess. Hopefully when I get around to Steins;Gate they'll have learned to do it better because the anime for that one was great.

I'LL KILL HER is basically an interactive comic book, and the main strength is the art. The rest is fine I guess. Every content warning for this one.

Murder by Numbers is a constant mix of mildly amusing and mildly annoying. I hope they can even things out if they make more games in the future.

And then games that were pretty good but not my favorites:

Kuukiyomi: Consider It is a silly idea and doesn't overstay its welcome. I haven't felt an urge to play the sequels so far though.

Theatrhythm Final Bar Line is definitely the best in the series and has tons of great music, but I still have some issues with this style of music/rhythm game that keep me from completely loving it.

Cadence of Hyrule was kind of annoying when I first started playing the demo, but once I got the hang of it I had a pretty good time mostly. The huge difficulty spike at the end left me less happy with it than I was for most of the game though.

Castlevania: Aria of Sorrow is probably the best game in this category, much better than most of the others, and my favorite Castlevania game, but it's a little short of being one of my favorites overall this year.

Syrup and the Ultimate Sweet is probably my second favorite in thie category and rather cute and silly.

One Night: Burlesque is the "worst" game in this category and doesn't entirely succeed at what it's trying to do, but I appreciate the effort and the overall vibes.

Gunma's Ambition -You and Me Are Gunma- is literally just a single joke drawn out for like an hour, but they lean into it enough to make it work.

LOUD: My Road to Fame has a couple weird design decisions that make it a bit frustrating toward the end, but up until then it's a surprisingly fun music/rhythm game with decent original music.

Lara Croft GO has some pretty decent puzzles in it and is probably my second favorite Tomb Raider game at this point, but I also had some Issues with it that held it back a little bit.

Next are the ones that I was pleasantly surprised by that were better than I expected:

Pixel Puzzle Makeout League was not what I expected. I figured it would just be picross with a silly dating sim on top, but I had no idea about the themes and ideas it would go into, and the entire ending section of the game in general was great and totally unexpected.

Blacksmith of the Sand Kingdom really surprised me. I had zero expectations going in, and while it isn't quite great at anything it's good to very good at a lot of things and was pretty satisfying in the end.

Turnip Boy Commits Tax Evasion is the most Zelda-like game I've played this year (with close competition from another game down the list), and an actual Zelda game came out this year. Exactly as long as it needed to be and went in a more interesting direction than I thought it would.

Majotori is something I accidentally stumbled on because it was on a list of games that at least tangentially have lesbians in them, and it's delightfully silly.

Death end re;Quest really surpassed my expectations, even if I have significant enough issues with it that it's hard to recommend without caveats. it did some surprisingly interesting things though, and I keep thinking about it from time to time.

Rabisco+ was an impulse purchase because it randomly came up and was very cheap and I had no idea what was going on in the cover art. It turned out to be a short but pretty fun arcade-style puzzle game.

Ys VIII: Lacrimosa of Dana was the first Ys game I played since Ys Origin first came out in English, and the series has really come a long way since then and is much better these days.

Demong Hunter was basically an impulse joke purchase because I had to know what makes a demong different from a demon. I still have no idea, but this was way better than I expected from what initially seemed like a cheap mobile game.

Ys IX: Monstrum Nox wasn't quite as good overall as the previous game in the series, but I still had a lot of fun with Goth Adol, and all the new movement abilities added a lot to it.

Perfect Gold did a surprisingly decent job of having flawed characters who worked through problems in their relationship without making them annoying or unlikable like often happens.

Trigger Witch is the other most Zelda-like game I played this year. I totally grabbed it because of the cover art and it was on sale, but it's a pretty solid twin-stick shooter mixed with the LttP/LA era of Zelda.

Will You Snail? was pretty unknown to me before I started playing because I somehow avoided anyone else playing it or talking about it, but it turned out to be a pretty good precision platformer with a fun gimmick, which is hard to pull off for me because I can be kinda picky about how platformers feel to play for some reason.

Vivid Knight managed to absorb nearly all my game time until I finished it, which I did not see coming. I did eventually start to see the cracks in the systems and stopped enjoying it as much, but up until then I got pretty wrapped up in it.

And finally the ones that were probably my favorites, not necessarily in order but with the best generally toward the end:

Xenoblade Chronicles: Definitive Edition and Xenoblade Chronicles: Future Connected would be more toward the top of the list except this was a replay so I'm disqualifying it. I played the Wii version originally, and they sure did improve almost everything in an already great game in this version.

Bowser's Fury was about as enjoyable as Super Mario 3D World was unenjoyable. I'm not sure it would quite work for a full size Mario game, but there were some good ideas in this one.

Trials of Mana really polished up an older game that I thought was kind of underwhelming back in the day and turned it into something I had a great time with. Between this and the recent announcement of the new game I'm cautiously optimistic about something good in the Mana series finally happening for the first time since the PS1.

Harvestella really caught me off guard. I was expecting a farming sim with some Final Fantasy-style nonsense on top, and it turned out to be 85% JRPG with a story I liked more than anything FF has done in years.

Can Androids Pray is the most last minute addition to this list on December 30th. When a short story (in any medium) really focuses in on a single relationship or conversation or event or idea so well that it implies the existence of the entire rest of the universe around that my brain just starts vibrating. This is one of those.

The House in Fata Morgana takes a long road to get to its ending and the characters earn every step of the way there. It also surprised me by being a totally different flavor of queer than I expected.

Unpacking wins the award for best vibes. I had a lot of feelings about this one, probably including some they weren't expecting people to have when they made it, and it does a better job telling a story than most stuff on this list despite having no visible characters and almost zero dialogue.

13 Sentinels: Aegis Rim I think wins for my favorite story/writing this year. People said it was a great sci-fi story, and not just for a video game, and they were right.

Fire Emblem Engage is the winner for my favorite gameplay. They absolutely nailed a lot of the mechanics and systems on the game design side of things, and it's my favorite Fire Emblem game at this point.

Xenoblade Chronicles 3: Future Redeemed gets this spot for my favorite overall. They polished the already great gameplay of XC3, introduced some great new characters and brought back some old ones, and managed to expand on a lot of the story from the entire trilogy and tie up a bunch of stuff all at the same time.

And I guess that's finally that. There were some pretty big disappointments for me, but there were even more really great games I played and ones I had no idea I'd like as much as I did. I think I'm just going to tag stuff in the final two categories (since that's what'll fit) and call it a day.

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asharinhun · 1 year

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DWC Day 3 - Mortality

// Warning for bruises, pain, anger and emotional outburst

The sound of unsteady steps broke the silence of the night as the lone figure walked off the road, the her lantern and the moon more than enough to light her way. She paused for a moment, thinking that she could've made the trek even with her eyes closed. There was some truth to that, all things considered.

The young woman only stumbled a few times, the excess of alcohol in her body and the physical extertion of her body earlier in a tavern brawl more at fault than the uneven terrain. She eventually reached the trunk of a thick oak, and the slender stone planted in the ground next to it. A memorial.

"Hey. Sorry I'm late." Arlyn muttered, kneeling on the ground unceremoniously and wiped off some of the dirt from the name. "Years late, I know. After all, this is the first time I came out here since meeting you on the other side, Jake... or should I call you Kelador here as well? As if your new name means anything on Azeroth." She continued, her tone full of bitterness.

"I saw no point in coming here, not since you're just fine in Bastion. With no memory of us... I guess I should be fortunate you recalled my name if nothing else. What a sick joke... I still haven't told Granny and Gramps anything about that trip, by the way. It would just break them even more, and you wouldn't want that, would you?" She asked the memorial with a sneer.

"Fuck, I hate this... I hate you too...!" The singer growled, punching the memorial with an already bruised fist and wiped at the tears running down her cheek. The action brought a fresh wave of pain as the back of her hand brushed against her busted left eye, but she couldn't care less. The memorial was for her own use anyway, commissioned from her savings, as his body was cremated and returned to the Tides. If she managed to make any cracks in it, it wouldn't bother anyone.

"Fishguts, I'm such a mess..." The singer chuckled mirthlessly amid a fresh wave of tears. "I remember how you hated seeing me like this, full of scratches and bruises. Guess what, I pretty much started the tavern brawl this time, a first." She blinked to clear her good eye before adding "It felt good to spite you even if you couldn't be here to see it. I just had enough after getting reminded constantly that today's the anniversary of your death... I couldn't even perform my songs properly and had to call it a night, damn it...!" Arlyn started shouting, eventually voicing every grievance and pain she kept suppressed over the past four years, hitting the stone weakly with her fist all along.

"Tides damn it all! I hate you! I went there to get closure, yet all I got was more pain! Pain I cannot even show for fear of breaking our parents completely! Why do I have to be the one who must hold it in?! Why?! Why couldn't you remember, or just stay away if all you knew was my name?! Why?! Why...?!" She was sobbing uncontrollably, her whole body shaking even as she pressed her forehead against the cold surface of the memorial.

Feeling a large hand on her shoulder made Arlyn snap her head to the side, eye wide with shock at the sight of her water elemental. Normally the telltale glow of her left eye - it always did that whenever Baron Tymest was called upon - would have given his presence away rightaway so late into night, but with her eye swollen shut, the singer didn't even notice him until now. When did she even summon him? Still, she felt an odd source of comfort in his presence.

"TIdes, I'm pathetic... to think my water elemental has to console me..." The singer sniffed, letting the elemental take most of her weight. Tymest could have used words through their connection, but opted to remain silent instead. She'd called for him subconsciously, but for a change was glad for it.

Arlyn had no idea how long they'd stayed like that, but her lantern was already extinguished by the time the elemental signaled they should go back. Her anger was completely spent, all she could feel was bone-deep weariness and numbness. Maybe Baron Tymest had the right of it, so she turned away from the stone and pulled up her hood against the cold.

She winced as he helped her stand slowly, her body now aching from every hit she'd taken earlier, no adrenaline or rage to keep her mind focused elsewhere. The singer only looked back at the memorial once, nodding a silent goodbye after a brief pause. She had no idea if she'd come again next year. Probably not - maybe never again -, but that was an issue for her future self to deal with.

The water elemental supported Arlyn all the way to the walls of Boralus before she sent him back to the elemental plane. She hobbled into the city with a sigh.

@daily-writing-challenge

#novemberdwc2022 #novemberday32022 #Arlyn

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tuiyla · 1 year

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I'm a men hating lesbian lol but even I feel a twinge of sadness when I think of bram and what great friends they could've been. I hadn't paid any attention to sam until s4 started and I was glad to see a friend for brittany since she was so sad without santana. They have somewhat similar personalities and I thought seeing them get into all kinds of funny shenanigans would have been a lot of fun but I guess we can't have platonic friendships on glee and no one can ever stay single. Imo sam isn't a bad friend but he's a terrible boyfriend. He would've been a better character if he were never made to date anyone lmao btw how funny or ludicrous is it that bram never talked after they broke up, although now that I'm thinking about that's the case with most relationships on glee, they end and then the people in question never exchange two words again

Oh absolutely agree, I've long maintained that Bram could have been great if only they didn't feel the need to make it another pointless romantic ship. Like you say, most of them never even talk after a breakup. My forever sadness about Glee is that they wasted so much time on these midgame ships instead of developing friendships and real bonds between the characters. You expect me to believe Bram was real while it lasted when they literally never ever talk again? Okay.

I was glad to see the two bond in Britney 2.0 though I was already dreading the inevitable. Idk man it just takes away from Sam's character to have him go after Brittany a) so soon after her breakup when she's clearly vulnerable, makes him look like an asshole really and b) ignore his past relationships and have him claim he's "always had a thing for her." Literally What. Ridiculous. Everything about Bram could be fixed if it was kept platonic. Imagine a version where he's there for Brittany as a friend, not as someone who wants to get into her pants. It turns something sweet into something gross. Obviously their sexual attraction is not inherently gross, obviously for all the bad faith peeps out there; it's that the story they present makes it feel like that's all that mattered.

But had Bram stayed platonic, we could have them bond over feeling left behind by graduate exes. Bond over insecurities and even body image, bond over the silliness that they get dismissed for otherwise. Except, Brittany genuinely thought Sam was funny and unique and smart and he automatically assumed the lowest SAT score was hers. Funny that. But hey isn't a version where someone other than Santana appreciated Britt's intelligence and is there as a friend great. But you know the season already had the Blam friendship to hype up and the writers didn't give two fucks about developing Bram's dynamic beyond using it to stomp on Brittana/occasionally Samcedes. Sam spends so much more time with Blaine that season and honestly I wouldn't be surprised to learn that Britt spends more time with the newbies than her boyfriend. The newbies! Famously a different species altogether.

That's my main problem with Bram and all lazy Glee midgame ships. They get together and the writers call it a day because obviously people who are dating don't also need to be friends and, idk, talk. Well that's far from my only problem with Bram lol, in fact what we had of them was more than enough thank you very much. But I would have welcomed more of them had it been a friendship not a lame attempt at a midgame ship.

Side note but my pet peeve is when people "blame" Sam's decline in intelligence and common sense compared to season 2 on Brittany. Common argument is, they dumbed him down for her. To that I say, Sam wishes he was on Brittany's level.

#anti bram #anti sam evans #it's implied #i struggle with sam a lot nowadays but when it comes to bram i just unabashedly shit on him #anon #glee asks #feels wrong to tag this with the otherwise positive tag of glee fships haha

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initiumseries · 4 months

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Hi! Smallville Anon again, I just finished season 2 (life has been difficult lol) and I just loved it so much. Season 1 was really great, totally blew my expectations away of what superhero shows could be, but season two? Season two had everything that made season one a standout and developed it further. So many of the episodes are really great stand-alone episodes, and I feel like I could watch them anytime, something that I love about 90s and 2000’s shows that don’t happen now. As for my other random thoughts: MY HEART WAS SO BROKEN AT THE END OF SEASON TWO WHEN CLARK PUT ON THE RED KRYPTONITE AND LEFT LANA. I just keep thinking that if Smallville came out today, that would have been the cliffhanger ending that ends up being a series finale since all shows pretty much get cancelled now haha. And it would have been terrible! I’m just really pumped for season 3 now and I thank you for talking me into watching season 3! As for Clark and Lex, you had very valid points about them not really being a friendship. I guess I meant more that I like their two characters interacting rather than there being enough writing to solidify them as a friendship. Or maybe I just like their platonic chemistry, I’m a little unsure, but it could be both. I do feel for Chloe when it comes to liking Clark, and I don’t feel like their chemistry is bad, but it just felt like it should always be platonic to me and it still does. Pete being the one to know Clark’s secret first was a nice touch despite me wanting Lana to know first for shipping reasons LOL. I read spoilers about why Pete leaves and it’s such a bullshit reason to me that I’m not going to be happy when I see that episode in season 3. You just know that the, most likely, white writing room didn’t care to develop his character or give his character time so I feel for the actor. It seemed like he wanted to stay and I think his storylines could have been something better. Lastly I love Jonathan and Martha together! The casting director struck gold with this cast, and I think a big reason why I like this show is down to the family dynamic with them and Clark. They are totally believable and exude warmth as characters and as family. Sorry this is a long follow up, but I hope you enjoy some of my thoughts!

Thanks for sharing! I pretty much agree overall. I'm glad you stuck it out for season 3! Season 2 is great fun, and I'm glad you enjoyed this (imo), more refreshing take on a superhero show, that 's more invested in the interpersonal dynamics than the actual superhero-ing, and holding the audience hostage to a dogged plot about these Big Supervillain Plans or whatever (*cough The Flash, Supergirl, the entire Arrowverse*cough*).

I too love the Kents as a family, because while I find Jonathan profoundly unhelpful and frustrating, he's still incredibly believable as That Dad, and ultimately you know Clark's parents just want the best for him. I think it's also refreshing that, with most supernatural/superhero/teen shows, parents are more often than not, obstacles to what the teens need to be doing, so they end up being absentee most of the time, whereas the Kents are present and help Clark figure out these weird things happening to him and his friends in this town. They don't always agree, but it's cool to see him not having to hide from his parents, but rather hiding from everyone else, and being at home with his parents. It's a dynamic I haven't seen anywhere else.

Yeah, Pete leaving is a drag. Even though his presence wasn't as big as it could've been, it is constant, so you do feel his absence, and as a result, he and Chloe aren't as close, because the dynamic definitely doesn't work without Pete to round out the group.

Yeah, I get what you mean about Clark and Lex. Narratively they're supposed to be close, but I just don't think that makes it onto the screen, especially when the dialogue has them constantly questioning each other and distrusting each other. Hahahaha season 2 was ROUGH man. Clark and Lana FINALLY getting together, and then Clark leaving? Wait for the beginning of season 3 lol. It makes me cringe from second hand embarrassment, because Clark on red kryptonite is SO terrible lol.

Anyway, I'm glad you're enjoying it! I hope you keep watching.

#smallville

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echantedtoon · 5 months

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Rules Of One's Soul Ch6 Realizing Feelings P2

What followed was Rouxls just stepping away. He just had to get away from that situation. His soul thumped hard in his chest as he shook lightly from that. What was he supposed to say? I love you? Yes, I'm scared of you? No? Each answer could have good or bad results. It always was that way with the king. .....But Jevil wasn't the king, a part of him countered. Well, what about those heart attacks? He could've killed you! And he did! Remember your shoulder?!..But he said that was a part of this 'love game' and don't you find it strange they were all just heart attacks? Oh, yeah! How about showing up in your BED with you in it?! He made you a cake you idiot. It could've been poisoned! Or spiked with something! And he's a prisoner! He was done there for a reason!! Lancer pardoned all the prisoners except ONE you moron. And NOONE knows more about the King's wrath than you.

He faltered his walking before shaking his head and starting his pace back up.

And how di I know I can trust him? He was still down there for a reason! He hasn't tried ANYTHING to harm anyone! Yet! He's kissed you 3 times by now......How many people have you shown romantic affection for since her-

"Shut thineself up!"

A few servants stopped and looked at the Duke who had stopped in the middle of the hallway and shouted out of nowhere. He stood there and stared before giving a smile and chuckle before briskly walking away, trying not to attract anymore attention. Holy f*ck he was a wreck this morning. He really didn't want to be thinking of any old memories right now, and he REALLY just wanted to focus on finding Lancer right now. So taking a deep breath, he calmed down the rapid beating of his soul and managed to relax somewhat. Now. Lancer. He checked the throne room first sense that was the closest. Rounding a corner, he shoved his head into the large room. It was practically empty other than the King Club arguing amongst his five heads and something King Diamond was spouting. Something about decorations and cake?? He couldn't tell from the amount of talking and shouting the two were having. Rolling his eyes, he pulled his head back out, sighed, and made his way up towards the left half of the castle, where the royal chambers were. Lancer was probably playing with his toys again, or riding his bike....He glanced outside at the still pouring rain..Yeah. Toys.

He chuckled at the thought of the small boy playing with the limited toys he had. Or drawing himself as the next 'Bad Guy King' in his many drawings, with his 'Lesser Dad' as the sidekick. Honestly he's glad Lancer didn't turn out like his father. It would've been more horrible then for the outcome of the Kingdom then. That doesn't mean everything was perfect though, Lancer had much to learn as king. He lost count The amount of times he had to fix something Lancer did when he wasn't looking, but maybe that was for the best. After all he was still a chil-

"LESSER DAD!"

He barely had time to turn around before a blur of blue and white zoomed into him. Making him give off a loud 'Oof!' before the two came crashing down to the floor with a loud thud. the blue man groaned, his head swimming, before slowly lifting his head to peer at the weight in his chest. A very round child sat upon his chest and a tail thumped behind him. The blepping boy looked overly happy to see him.

"Dad! Guess what, guess what, guess what!!"

"...*sigh* Lancer tis very rude to tackle thou's subjects-"

"Lesser Daaaaad!" He pawed at his cape. "Guess what!"

He sighed. "What?"

He sat up and Lancer reached up to wrap his arms around the Duke's neck. He sighed and wrapped his arms around the boy, grunting up onto his feet with the boys in his arms.

"I get to help with the giant party this year and get to stay up late! No bedtime for me!"

He chuckled and began stepping towards the throne room. "Oh, really? And what party wouldst thou be referring to? Thou's birthday has already passed."

The child bounced again and he had to tightened his grip to keep from dropping him. "Not my birthday. Mr. Heart King Guy is planning this big party called a ball and he says we're all aloud to stay up late!...Although there's not gonna be balls or any other toys. So it doesn't sound too fun."

Rouxls chuckled. "Young Sire. A ball is another name for a giant get together or 'party' as thou calleths it. Tis more of a fancy get together of older darkners likest mineself and thou mutual kings."

"So no toys?"

"I...guess thou could bringest some to entertain thouself if you oh so wish. But as a King you should pay some respect to it."

"Oh...Ok!"

''That's my worm." He chuckled. "What exactly tis this uh- 'party' for anyhow?"

Lancer hummed. "I don't really know....Mr. Heart King Guy said it's a holiday Ex-King Dad tried to get rid of. He said it would be really fun. I think it's called.....Heart seeking??"

Rouxls gave the boy a look. "Doth thou mean Soul Matching Day?"

"Yeah! That! What is it?"

Rouxls stopped from the long walk by a door and grunted as he shifted to hold Lancer in one arm as he reached out for the door. "Well...It's basically a romantic holiday for couples, or more commonly a way for thoust subjects to meet thou's future spouse." Lancer made a yuck face, to which Rouxls chuckled at. "But thou won't findest yours until thou's much older. Perhaps in a hundred or so year. Don'tst worry non."

"Thank goodness....Aw, man. Does this mean I have to watch a bunch boring grown up mushy kissing?"

Rouxls chuckled as he opened the door. "No. You could always eat the food and-"

"And be entertained, entertained.~"

A head popped from above the doorway, startling the poor Duke into giving a high pitched scream and slamming the door out of reflex. There was a loud 'OW!' on the other side as well as a loud bang from the door making contact with the person. He was clutching Lancer for dear life to his chest and giving a few quick breaths-

"Uncle Jevil!" The boy's voice was a mixture of concern, surprise, and happiness and he wriggled in Rouxls grip until the Duke dropped the boy to his feet. He bounced towards the door and swung it open much to the protests of the duke behind him. The door was opened and the floating imp was on the other side, rubbing his face. "Are you ok?"

The imp smiled and brought his hand away from his face to look at the little prince. "Do not worry, worry little king. Hehehe. I've dealt much worse, worse before."

Rouxls stood frozen behind the boy, hands figiting and ready to grab Lancer at a moments notice. The spiked up feeling he felt whenever the king presented danger crept up his spine and pooled out as some droplets of sweat and a nervous smile on his face. But a voice in his head whisperedhe wasn't the king...It didn't matter. Lancer's safety was more important. The feeling increased when the jester looked up at him and his own smile faltered for a bit...The two men stared at each other for a moment, before jevil smiled back down at the little boy.

"You know, I'm pretty hungry, hungry. Would the little king mind, mind getting me some food? You know what I like. It would ease the pain, pain."

Lancer perked up. "Yeah! I can do that! I'll be right back!" Rouxls opened his moth but Lancer bolted down the hallway before taking a sharp turn and just jumping through a door. the door swung for a bit before Lancer poked his head back out and shouted back "Don't go anywhere!" and slipped back into the room.

Leaving him. Alone. With Jevil. His stomach sunk, but at the same time his soul gave off a throb that sent a happy feeling waving through the nervous emotions. Great. Thanks soul- Something wizzed by his head and lodged itself right next to him in the wall and he froze. Jevil ever oblivios summoned a few more small hearts in his hands and held them out to him.

"What does the Duke, Duke think of my heart's desire?~ It surely do-"

"ART THOU TRYING TO ENDEST MINE LIFE!?" He shouted in a high pitched squeaky tone making Jevil freeze. Rouxls side glanced the pink heart attack- wait. Since when were those pink??- and took one giant step sideways before looking back to the shocked imp. "What doth thou nay understand of attacks?!"

Jevil rapidly blinked before his eyes widened and he thrusted his hands once again forward. "NO, NO! Not attacks! I only wish to shower, shower you with....What did Seam, Seam say it was?...Love, love and affection! Don't be scared, scared! Don't be scared please, please!"

Rouxls stood there frozen, and with a complete loss for words for the moments. Jevil thrusted his outstretched hands towards him, with the mini heart attacks still humbly floating above them. They sparkled and were a....really weird rose pink color. Weren't those white? The worm shook that thought aside when one of those clawed hands grabbed his cape in a desperate but gently way, his elf ears pinning to his head.

"Please don't run away,..away.." His voice pleaded out.

A sudden throb of his soul sent a calling through his being and instantly he felt guilt thrown into the mix of the emotions. Great! Rouxls gulped. Hard.

"W-Wha...Is thou making a...love confession towards...me?" He froze after saying that. The last confession of feelings involved him running for the hills and Jevil screaming like his soul broke in half. But right now....the joker almost looked like he would cry with how desperate he acted. "...Is this a joke?

"No! No jokes, jokes...P-Please.."

"What part of thou's game are you playing?"

"Isn't it obvious, obvious? The two of hearts of course....I don't want to go back, back to a lonely freedom." His hand holding the hearts lightly shook a bit now. "Please..."

Rouxls just stared at the smaller twitching man. What was he supposed to say to his? Yes? No? His was starting to feel dizzy with all the emotions swimming through his head at once, the sound of his pounding soul filling up his ears. Anything could lead to a worse outcome. He felt almost like fainting-

"You really, really don't....feel anything...Don't you, you?"

His soul throbbed again and he couldn't stop himself before he said his next words-

"Of course, I do."

Both males froze at what he just said....Before Jevil's smile returned full and a new hope shined in his eyes. Oh, fuck...

He let out a happy squeal and series of giggles, the hearts he was holding disbanded and his tail wagged like a little puppy. "I knew it! Knew it! Bwahahahahaha."

Rouxls flinched. "N-Now holdeth on! What happened to s-s-slow!...And what art thou doing within the castle?"

Jevil giggled again before giving a smirk. "Lancer, Lancer has been kind enough to rehire, hire my games.~ And the ruler of Hearts, Hearts has asked for my little spectacles, spectacles for the show within ten, ten days....And I'm happily, happily capable of going slow.~ I can do anything!"

Rouxls opened his mouth-

"UNCLE JEVIL!!" A flurry of feet sounded out before a familiar child bounded up to them, a sad look on his face. "I couldn't find any candy...I'm sorry. I looked everywhere."

"That's ok." He reached down and patted the boy on the head. "I'm not very hungry, hungry anymore...." He made a side glance at Rouxls. His eyes wondered the Duke's face a bit before stopping at the bags under his eyes, making Rouxls raise a brow. Jevil hummed before looking back down at Lancer. "But uh-..Did you ever happen to notice, notice something?"

Lancer looked confused and tilted his head sideways. "Notice...something?"

"Oh yes, yes. Very important."

Lancer looked to Rouxls who gave the same confused look before looking back at Jevil. "Did I forget something?"

"Oh no. But uh-" He made another glance towards Rouxls before leaning down eye level with Lancer, still floating in mid air. He turned Lancer around and pushed him a few feet away from the Duke. Rouxls froze up at the sight- "Have you noticed the bags under his eyes?"

"Who's eyes?"

"Rouxls, Rouxls."

He looked over his shoulder real quick. "....Oh! Lesser Dad's always had those." He turned back to the smiling face. "He says it's something all Dads have."

"Oh! That's bad, bad!" He held a hand to his face and gave a worried look. Alerting the child.

"It is?"

"Yes, Yes. You see. Rouxls is suffering, suffering from No-sleepitis. It makes him very sleepy, sleepy and feel grumpy."

"Really?" He nodded. "Oh...He is cranky a lot. And he's been acting very weird-"

"A side, sideeffect I'm afraid. He needs a nap, nap..Soooo.How about a little break, break?"

Rouxls watched and tried to step towards them, but every step he took Jevil move away. This was starting to become worrisome and he was seriously thinking about teleporting in front of them when Jevil finally moved away and Lancer was smiling at him.

"I swear if thou tries something-"

"Lesser Dad." He little boy pointed at him. "Take a nap."

He paused. ".....What?"

"You need to take a nap. Like a lot of naps. Because you're always cranky. So I'm ordering you on...." He stopped and looked back up to Jevil. "What was it called?"

"Paid, paid leave."

"OH! Right!" Striking a pose, he pointed at Rouxls and said in a cute bossy tone. "Lesser Dad, as the new King Dad, I'm ordering a vacation for you.....And what he said. For ten days!"

"WHAT?!" He turned to Jevil with anger in his eyes. "WHAT GAME ART THOU PLAYING WITH MINE SON!?"

Jevil gave an offended look. "I like number games, games....But harm a child, child such as Lancer I would not. That is a cruel, cruel assumption for me. Did you not, not admit to feeking for me?"

"I- N-no?....I meaneth yes! B-B-But I-"

"And one must trust, trust the one they feel for yes?"

"I-I meaneth...Y-Yes! B-But we-"

"Are taking it slow, slow." He grinned. "You said it yourself, yourself. You are the one making assumptions quick, quick without knowing me first, first. You are the one to jump, jump head first as they say and consider my motives cruel, cruel.....Now. Are you sure YOU are not breaking your, your rules? Hmmm."

"Y-Y-You were the one whomst jumped on mineself a-and ....m-made contact" His face lit up a bright blue at this point.

"All within a span of hours, hours or days. You made assumptions within a matter, matter of minutes. Therefore I am moving, moving slower with things."

"Y-You- I didst not meaneth THAT-!"

"You never specified what 'things' were not under, under that rule."

Rouxls sputtered a bit more, thinking of a loophole to be found...But he found none. He gave off a growl and quickly turned to Lancer,

"You cannot be serious! I-I-....What willst thou doeth within mine help for a week let alone ten days!"

"There it is, is."

he turned back to the imp and demanded angrily, "Where WHAT is, Worm!?"

By this point the imp was laying on his back with his hands behind his head.But reached a claw out to point at him. "You pander after the boy, boy like a rabbick would her young. Yet you give, give him no trust to handle anything his own." Rouxls shut up. "How does one expect him to become king, king let alone independent if you do not, not trust him to make his own mistakes?"

Rouxls gave a silent look to the ground. "I-....I don't want him t-to....to..."

"He's not alone....There's, There's other royals and their kin. You're state of being worries, worries me-"

"I-I-It's not just Lancer!" He shouted and started counted on his fingers to list off. "Whomst is going to tend to the guards?! O-Or handle all that god forsaken paperwork?! O-Or over see thine puzzles!?"

"The Kings, Kings, secretary, and jigsawries," he stated deadpan. He went to argue again. "A game where you wear and tear, tear your body to exhaustion makes you the loser if you wear, wear it before you can intervene the bad ending. You must stay prepared for such things."

His own way of saying his mental state was unhealthy...... and implying it needed to change before things went wrong. The three were silent for a moment, before Rouxls looked down at Lancer. The boy shuffled on his feet and looked down.

"Sorry, Lesser Dad....No-sleepitis is bad for you."

Despite what was happening, he gave a dry chuckle at the term. ''C-Can you-"

"I'll be fine. I defeated Ex-King Dad with friendship power!" He struck another cute pose. "I can be a great King-With-No-Lesser Dad for a bit-"

"And he'll be back before the party, party."

Rouxls gave an eye roll. There was no getting out of this, was there? He sighed and dropped eye level with Lancer. "I'll only agree to this if thou stays away from thine dungeon until mine return. Doth thou promise?"

"Yeah! I'll be too busy making the mushy party more fun anyways!"

He didn't know whether to be relieved or not, that still begged the other question though. What the hell was he supposed to do for ten days?

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inner-visionz · 6 months

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Magic City(2d x autistic transboy reader)

Spend the night

Warning: smut, choking in sexual context

Over the next week, we've been constantly texting because of his work schedule. I love getting his good morning texts as soon as I wake up. They always make me smile. I did pop into his work just to see him and to see him in his maid outfit but that's not the point.

I'm lying on my bed in the morning when I feel my phone buzz beside me.

'Hey, I was wondering if maybe I could come over and spend the night? If not that's fine '

I feel my heart about to beat out of my chest. He wants to spend the night? With me?

'Yes of course you can :)'

'Yay! I can't wait I'll see you later after my shift I'll message you when I'm on my way'

'Okay I'll be here waiting for you'

I feel like such a schoolgirl getting all giddy over someone like this. I'm always so excited to see him. Well, beings he's coming over I guess I should clean up my room a bit and get dressed.

I start by putting away all my laundry, throw away my trash, and clean out my ashtray. After cleaning up a bit, I put on a plain T-shirt and black basketball shorts.

I go downstairs to see everyone in the living room just chatting and hanging out.

"It's about time you joined us 2D, Murdoc called but we didn't want to wake you up," Ace says.

"Oh..he did? Well, I'm sure he didn't want to talk to me anyway" I try to sound like I wasn't hurt that I didn't get to talk to him.

"Well, he seemed disappointed that he didn't get to talk to you," He says.

The comment he made stung. I wish I could've talked to him. I feel a wave of depression come over me which makes my chest heavy. "Oh, well anyway y/n is coming over to stay the night".

Noodle beams, "I'm so happy to finally meet him! When will he be here?"

"Sometime later he didn't really give me a time, just said after his shift".

"Okay! I can't wait" she says excitedly.

I smile a bit at Noodle's enthusiasm, but I can’t shake this heavy feeling in my chest. I just want to be alone right now. I start to head upstairs and no one stops me. They all leave me alone when I start to feel like this and it's always written all over my face.

Once I get to my room and lay on my bed my eyes start to water. I miss Murdoc. I want him home. I want him to call me face ache. Why am I happy that he's gone but also miss him so much and crave his attention? I start to cry more than before and put my face in my hands.

Eventually, I stop crying and just lay there in bed, occasionally scrolling through my phone for a few hours. But the depression is still here. My phone vibrates and it's a text from y/n saying he's on his way. Shit, I completely forgot he was coming over and I still just want to be left alone right now. I tell him 'okay' with a heart emoji so I didn't seem disinterested.

Your POV

I can't believe I finally get a whole night with 2D! I could really use some decompressing time right now. Normally work being loud and overstimulating doesn't bother me too much but today it did. It was so hard trying to mask for my customers that I didn't get as many tips as I normally do. So instead of dressing up I just put on a baggy t-shirt and basketball shorts so I can be comfy.

I get to 2Ds house and grab my bag as I get out of the cab. I text him saying that I'm here and knock on the door. I don't have to wait long before Noodle opens the door.

"Y/n! You're here!" She says excitedly.

I'm a bit taken aback by her introduction. I'm glad she's happy to meet me, I just wasn't expecting this.

I force a smile on my face, "Um hi Noodle may I come in?" I ask.

"Yes of course," she says and shows me inside. The house seems much more clean now that Murdoc is gone or at least from the few pictures I've seen when Murdoc was around.

"I'm guessing 2D told you about me, being you know my name," I say.

"Oh yeah he likes to talk about you quite often, he's still upstairs in his room, it's the last door to the left".

"Okay thank you". I give a quick, awkward hi to Ace and Russell before going upstairs. Normally I'd stay longer and chat but I'm burnt out on socializing. I get to his door and knock.

"Come in love," he says. Just hearing his voice gives me butterflies and makes me so happy to see him. I open the door to see him sitting at his desk. He looks like he has a slightly annoyed expression on his face.

Did I do something? Is he mad at me? What's wrong with him? I start to feel a little anxious but maybe I can help him.

"What's wrong?" I ask walking over to him.

"Nothing," he says barely glancing up at me.

"Are you sure? Because you look like hell" shit that was blunt.

"I'm fine okay?" He snaps.

"I'm just trying to help because you're clearly not fine" I snap back.

"Well stop trying I obviously didn't ask for help"

"What's your fucking problem? I came over because I was having a shit day at work. Do you know what it's like to have men constantly try to grab at you all fucking day?"

"My problem is you and last I checked I didn't ask about your problems"

Ouch, that one hurt but I roll my eyes and when I stop I see his lyric book for the now now on his nightstand. Now I know what the problem is. "You miss Murdoc".

2D sits up and shoots me a look that could've killed me. "Don't".

"What's the big deal? I thought you were happier without him? Why miss someone who was abusive to you? I'm sorry you get attached to anyone who shows you any type of attention"

2D stands up and walks over to me. He places a hand in the middle of my chest and lightly pins me to a wall. He looks down at me and narrows his eyebrows. "I said don't, now be quiet".

Oh no this is hot. I start to blush and feel myself go non-verbal. All of the sensory input makes it feel like I have sludge in my mouth. The warmth of his hand on my chest, being pushed against a wall, and how he's looking at me is making me feel embarrassed and slightly turned on. All I can muster is a nod.

2D takes notice of my face and I'm sure he can feel my fast heartbeat too. "What is this your shut up button?" I feel my face get hotter and I turn my head away from him. He grabs my face and makes me turn my head back to him. "Don't look away from me, YOU started this". I feel my face start to soften up and I look up at him. I think he notices what he's doing to me so he finally gives me a small smirk and gently kisses me. "I just need to be alone right now to cool off okay? I promise we'll talk later," he says gently as he rubs his thumb over my cheek.

I lean my head into his hand then smile and mutter an 'mhm' as I walk out of his room.

I go back downstairs and sit in the living room with everyone else. I pull out my sketchbook and start to draw.

"Was 2D being a dick to you?" Russell asks.

"We both were kinda but it's okay now". I force myself to say without looking away from my book.

"Yeah, he gets like that when he's in a mood so we always leave him alone, but we thought you'd make him feel better so we didn't say anything, sorry about that", Russell says.

"It's okay, we just had a small spat but I left so he could cool down".

Russell nods and we leave it at that.

Over the next couple of hours, I drew and talked to everyone. I was able to open up more to them and got to share my excitement with Noodle in meeting each other.

I get a text from 2D and check my phone.

'Hey sweetie I'm really sorry for how I acted with you, if you don't want to come back tonight I'll understand'

I smile and set my phone down. He thinks I completely left. I'm sure he'll be pleasantly surprised to know I'm still here.

"Looks like 2D is feeling better so I'm gonna go up there so we can have a chat", I say as I put my sketchbook back in my bag and go to his room. I don't bother knocking this time and just walk in.

He sits up in his bed and looks at me wide-eyed. "How did you get here so fast?"

"I never left goober" I chuckle lightly.

"I thought you would've"

"It was just a spat"

"Hmm, come here baby boy" he holds his arms out for me to come to him. I immediately set my bag beside the bed and then go to him. He pulls me to his lap and I cling to his chest then smoosh my face into it like a cat desperate for pets. He chuckles and runs his fingers through my hair then holds me tight with his other hand. "I'm sorry sweetie. I get snappy when I'm depressed but I shouldn't have taken it out on you".

"I forgive you and I'm sorry too, I also get snappy sometimes when I'm overwhelmed or overstimulated. If someone snaps at me I either don't talk or I get defensive, also you hurt me when you said I was the problem and that you didn't care about mine so I get back by hurting the other person".

"You're forgiven love but let's just agree to work on these things okay? I'll talk to you about what's wrong from now on"

"I'd like that, and I'll work on choosing my words better when I'm mad," I say and nuzzle my face into him.

"Good boy, now about that reaction I got while I had you pinned on the wall" he smirks and moves his hands to my stomach so he can lay me on my back and get on top of me. I start to blush and look away. I can feel his bulge pressed up against me in just the right spot and it's making me blush more. It's so hard to keep my composure when I haven't been touched like this in a while AND it's my celebrity crush.

"I guess I did find your shut up button, that's good I think I'll use it next time you get on my nerves"

All I can mutter is an annoyed 'hmph'. He chuckles and grabs my face making me look at him. "You're so fun to mess with".

"Hmmmmm you're being very mean to me get off", I pout playfully.

"No, I think I'll stay here".

I squirm under him to get free which makes him let out a small shaky sigh. It's just enough of a distraction for me to get out from under him then leave the bed. I go over to his desk and sit on the chair then turn it away from him. "Don't talk to me". I say playfully and try not to giggle.

2d chuckles, "Come here brat, I didn't even get to ask you about why your work day was shitty".

"That's because you were too busy messing with me".

"Okay then I guess you don't get cuddles because you won't come here", he teases.

"Fine". I get up and go back to him then sit on his lap like I was before.

He holds me tightly then gives me a soft kiss. "Now you wanna tell me about your day now?"

"Well, normally I can handle how loud it is and only focus on one noise but today I couldn't. I couldn't focus on one thing and I could hardly handle how loud it was. It was hard to mask for my clients so I didn't get as many tips and they all thought I was being stuck up and would try to grab at me to get me to 'lighten up'. I don't know why old men think that works, luckily Jessie won't fire me for kicking them out and yelling at them".

2D had a blank look on his face. "Oh..dang that sucks?"

"Were you paying attention?"

"No, I was…trying but you were talking very fast".

"Oh sorry, do you need me to repeat myself?"

"It's okay I'm slowly processing it now, umm why do you get overwhelmed when things are too loud?"

"I'm autistic, my brain inputs sensory differently than you do, actually it kinda inputs everything differently".

"You don't act autistic," he says, questioning me.

"Buddy you don't know how much I love your band yet, BUT if you want proof allow me to demonstrate AHEM", I continue to go on a rant about the whole history of Gorillaz and everyone's backstory leading up to now. The whole thing takes about 10 minutes.

2D just stares with a very blank expression. " I take back my statement".

"Listen, I do that to everyone who says I don't look autistic or says I don't act like it. It's really not a compliment and it's annoying, you don't have to apologize because you didn't know".

"Oh, right okay I'll remember that".

"But you know how hard it was to not ask you a million questions when we first met?"

He laughs and ruffles my hair. "You can ask me them in a little bit if you want, right now I wanna know what else you're really into, just try to slow it down a bit so I can listen".

"I'm glad you said something because I'm also really into art, I have my sketchbook if you want to see".

He smiles. "Of course, I'd love to see". I squeal and flap my hands in excitement then grab my bag to get my sketchbook. I start to take it out then notice my black lacey lingerie is hooked by the spiral.

"What's that you have there?" 2D asks.

I immediately rip it off and shove it back into my bag. "What's what? I didn't see anything".

"Right, and what exactly were you planning on doing with those?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about, anyway art". My face turns bright red as I move to sit beside 2D. I see him smile as he leans over and puts his arm behind my back to support himself. He basically rests his chin on my shoulder as he waits for me to open the book.

I start to go on a tangent about my OCs and how they're all connected in some way. I make sure to slow my talking down so he can listen better. Then we get to the part where I drew a lot of 2D.

"Sorry if you think it's weird, you're just really fun to draw", I say kinda embarrassed.

"I like it, I find it flattering. I love your art". He looks at me with love in his eyes and gives me a soft smile. I smile back and feel my cheeks turn red. "I love having you over, this is so nice". He cups my cheek in his hand and I melt into his touch. I love having someone I feel safe with touch my face. It makes me so happy and for a second I let my guard down.

"I love you, please keep touching my face". 2D stares at me in bewilderment then that's when I realize what I just said. "Umm wait I uhh". I feel a huge wave of anxiety wash over me and start to tear up. I move a bit away from him and shut my eyes tightly as I grip fistfuls of hair by the root. I don't rip my hair out, I just tug a bit to feel it and release a little stress.

"Hey, hey it's okay", he grabs my hands carefully and removes them from my hair, "I love you too, I'd love to keep touching your face". He cups both of my cheeks and gently rubs his thumbs on them, wiping away a tear in the process. I start to calm down when he does this and I melt into his touch again.

"Thank you, does this mean we're official now?"

"What made you think we weren't already?"

"Well it wasn't really specified"

He chuckles and kisses me. "Yeah, we're official now".

"Can I have another kiss?" I ask and bat my eyes.

He chuckles. "Of course you can". He pulls my face to him and kisses me softly.

I smile and give a small giggle. "Another one?" He smiles warmly at me and kisses me again. "One more?"

He laughs, "Okay one more". He gives me a mischievous smirk and lightly kisses me over and over but each time it gets deeper until he leaves his lips on mine. He groans lightly and shoves his tongue in my mouth. I let out a light moan then grip his shirt. 2D moves his hands from my face and places them on my stomach so he can push me down and get on top of me.

He sits between my legs and smirks at me. My face turns bright red. "You look so cute when you're under me all flustered". I chuckle but don't say anything. "You know I'd love to know what you're thinking, you don't have to be quiet when I have you pinned".

(IT'S ABOUT TO GET VERY INTENSE SO IF THAT'S NOT YOUR THING YOU CAN SKIP)

I think for a second about how I can communicate what I want without talking right now, but then I get an idea. I start to move my hips against his which rewards me with a very lustful look from 2D and a few shaky breaths. With both of us wearing thin basketball shorts we can feel each other very well. I can feel his cock against me and I'm sure he can feel my throbbing cunt. I sign 'more' which makes 2D give me a questioning look. I should've known he wouldn't know what that meant but I tried anyway.

"What did that mean?"

I take a breath, "more", I say quietly.

"I'll question that later but right now.." he slides his hands up my shirt and starts to squeeze my chest. Then he leans down to kiss my neck, "I'll give you what you want". His breath on my neck makes me shiver but everything else just makes me a moaning mess. He moves his hips against mine this time and I feel how hard he is which makes me want him more. He lightly plays with my nipples and kisses me with more desperation. He slides his tongue in and we both swirl them around each other. At this point my composure is gone, all I want is for him to fuck me.

He pulls away leaving a trail of saliva. "You're starting to soak through your shorts ya know". He smirks and gets face to face with me while his hand slides into my underwear to rub my clit. "I don't think I've been teasing you for that long have I? Or are you just that desperate for me"? I'm at my breaking point now. Non-verbal? I don't know her.

"I-I'm that desperate"

"Oh, so you can talk, good". He stops everything and backs a few inches away from me. "Now I want to know what you're thinking right now, I have a pretty good idea, but I want to hear you say it". 2D gives me a sinister smirk eager for my response.

I whimper in disapproval from the sudden retraction of pleasure. I sit up and close the gap between us again. "Do you want me to get straight to the point or do you want me to stroke your ego?"

He chuckles, "Oh I'd love to have a lot of things stroked right now but let's start with my ego".

"I want to be your plaything, use me however you want to. I'd do anything to feel you inside me. I want you to own me and make me cum", I beg. Every word makes 2D look at me with more and more lust until it looks like he's drunk. "I want to be your personal fuck toy".

"Fuck I have you wrapped around my finger don't I?" He pushes me down on my back then slides off my shorts and underwear.

He starts to go for my shirt but I stop him. "Umm I like to keep the shirt on, it's more comfortable for me but you can lift it up".

He smiles then kisses me. "Okay, love". He lifts up my shirt to expose my chest then he puts his hands on my sides and traces circles with his thumbs. He just stares at my body for a minute then moves down to put his head between my legs. He puts my thighs on his shoulders then looks at me. "You're so pretty y/n". His voice was so soft and gentle. I could tell he really meant it. I don't have time to respond before he kisses up my inner thigh and then lightly bites. I whimper in pleasure but the whimper turns into moans when 2d begins to eat me out.

He grinds his tongue against my clit which makes me grip his hair. The warm sensation of his tongue moving in small circles and lightly sucking was enough to drive me crazy. The feeling becomes more overwhelming when 2d shoves his tongue in and out of me. I tug on his hair, shoving his face into me more so he can go deeper. I'm such a mess I can't stop moaning.

Suddenly I feel kisses going up my stomach. 2D gives me a quick kiss then smiles. "I think I've teased you enough today, yeah? Do you want me to finish you off or something?"

"Yes please,.. I need you".

"Good boy". He starts to get undressed and I couldn't help but stare at him in disbelief that he is somehow hotter than I had imagined. 2D takes notice and chuckles before positioning himself between my legs. I move closer to him so I can feel his dick on my clit then I begin to move my hips up and down his length.

2D groans and holds my hips. "You're so impatient, I love that you're such a slut for me". I moan in response which makes 2D smirk and slowly puts himself in me. I swear he looks like he's about to cum from just putting it in.

"Fuck, you feel so good it's damn near intoxicating"

He goes in and out slowly which makes me whimper. It doesn't take him long to pick up the pace and almost slam into me. 2D leans down and starts to lightly lick and suck my nipple. My breathing starts to get heavy. I scratch his back which earns me a very pleasurable groan from 2D.

"Choke me please".

Apparently, 2D is too lost in the sauce to even question it. He puts one hand around my throat but I take his other hand and put it there too. "Squeeze the sides, don't press down". He nods and surprisingly gets the perfect pressure. I give a big smile at him as he chokes and thrusts into me. This makes him smile back at me then his thrusts get faster and harder. I feel myself tighten up around him signaling that I'm about to cum. I moan a bit too loudly making him give one last deep thrust as he cums in me. Knowing he came in me makes me cum at about the same time as him.

(INTENSE PART IS OVER)

2D lays on me and pulls out on the process. His head is in the crook of my neck so I can feel him trying to slow down his breathing. He places his hand on my cheek and traces circles with his thumb.

"Mmm good boy", he says in a very pleased tone.

I wrap my arms around him then kiss his cheek. "Thank you, whenever you can, can you please get into my bag and grab new underwear for me please?"

"Of course, I can get it right now actually". He gets off me then rummages through my bag. He finds a pair then hands them to me. I immediately put them on and get up to use the bathroom.

I come back to see 2D sitting up on the bed looking very concerned.

"You okay 2D?" I ask as I sit beside him.

"YOU HAD ME CHOKE YOU, WITH BOTH HANDS".

"Yes, and it was very hot you were perfect, maybe next time you can slap my face"

"I've never had anyone ask me to choke or smack them!"

"Oh, is it not your thing?" I ask.

He pauses and thinks for a second. "Well, I did like the smile you gave me and it made me feel like I umm..owned you? Is that okay to say?"

"I love feeling like I'm owned BUT only in the bedroom, if you try to control me outside of that I'll kick your shit in"

"...are you sure you want smacked? I don't want to hurt you"

I laugh and kiss him. "2D it's okay you won't hurt me and if you do I'll like it even more".

He pushes me down so he can lay on me and hold me again. "Are you 100% sure?"

I wrap my arms around him. "I'm sure".

He gives me a quick kiss. "I love you, would you like to go to bed?"

"I love you too, and yes I'm very tired". 2D smiles and rolls off of me so he can cuddle me close as I fall asleep.

#gorillaz #2d gorillaz #stuart pot #2d x reader #2d fanfic #x reader #smut #choking #2d x autistic transboy reader #autistic reader #transboy reader

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ihateeverything101 · 11 months

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you're amazing. i'm sorry i will be posting a lot of text today and in the next upcoming days. i found a technique that helps me write what i'm feeling, i've always had a hold up on how much time i spend talking to you. i enjoy it and want more time but i cant. anyways. here is the main post.

Things are hard. I want to talk to you all the time and tell you about everything that is happening. I know I can but it also takes time and effort, I wish we could talk. I know I say that frequently but I feel it frequently! I’m not sure it will work but I am actually typing this on my work computer because I can type faster and I look like I am actually working haha. I’m not on tumblr, only writing this in a word doc then going to copy and paste it from my phone.

The girl that is being added to our relationship, her name is Katie, shes at our house. I am not sure how much I’ve said about it but yeah she flew in yesterday and then is leaving Tuesday, she is staying 6 days. I like her and interacted with her a little bit after work yesterday. She's cute and fun but there are some aspects of her I don't like but I think that is the reality of being in a relationship or meeting new people. There are positives to it but I do feel conflicted and not nice. For example, I had to wake up and get ready and go to work. Char got fired a few months ago, I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want you to be even more frustrated with him, but I shouldn't protect him, at least not here.

So he hasn't had a job for awhile, he is lightly looking for jobs but for awhile he kept saying that he would commit to it more intensely after Katie left next week. I guess I need to be more of a hardass but it is hard for me and he makes it even harder because he gets emotional and reactive. I do that too but I wish he would have more patience or I'm not sure. He should've been applying to jobs the whole time since he got fired. There were obviously more steps than this but - he started talking to Katie.. I didn’t know how serious it was, they were video chatting and talking all day everyday. He mentioned her visiting and / or moving in eventually but said it as if it would happen in like a year. He didn't give an exact time frame but he did make it seem like that wasn't the plan currently. Then he tells me that she is looking at flights to come and visit, that feels fine to me because it still feels far away. I don't know how serious she or he is. I could've asked but I trusted that he was telling me accurate updated information. The next day he tells me she's booked her flight and trip for 6 days. I get upset and we talk about things. I'm glad we talk about things but I also feel small and idk. I dont have the words for it. Its not like if i didn't want her to move in, that would happen. no. even if I said I dont want this, it doesnt matter and things would continue going. Because that is basically what is happening, ive told him how unhappy i am with this situation and he has asked me when i would be ok or happy with the situation. I dont have an answer for that so I go with the flow and allow him to do what he wants because I feel like my answer is unreasonable. I want another year at least, I want her to move in 2024. Even then it seems too soon, especially with everything happening with Steff. tumblrs being silly and deleted some of what i wrote so imma start another post.

I haven’t read your longer post this morning about not being content with life. I relate and I am sorry you're feeling that way. You're not dating anyone but I feel like we both were in similar “honeymoon” phases of life. We had moved and things were different and better, and they still are, but after a year or so of living the life - it is mundane and normal now. Now we have to try and put in energy to make our lives worth living and fulfilling.

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nuoyipeach · 1 year

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Five Senses - Part 1

Chapter Four

warning: mature scenes

She felt a push, arms suddenly encasing her, as the car slowed down, then drove away once the driver saw everything was fine. Sooyoung's heart beat rapidly, her breathing ragged when the person finally turned her around and looked at her.

"Are you crazy!?! You could've died! Why would you walk on the road!?!" Yuta yelled slightly holding her arms tight. Sooyoung let out a breath, her body slowly relaxing, shaking her head. She slowly looked back at him furrowing her eyebrows.

"Sorry, I guess I can't drink much... But why... where did you come from?" she asked looking at him confused. Yuta sighed and brushed her hair back, suddenly kissing her forehead causing her face to redden.

"I felt sad when I went home, and something kept telling me to look after you." he pulled her into a hug, and felt content when she hugged him back. "I guess with you being a human, the feeling of connection is much more in me. I worry about you a lot, and I realised it's really dangerous in your world to be honest."

"Are you just saying this because if I die so will you?" she asked straight forward. They slowly pulled away, and he chuckled.

"I wouldn't give a damn about my life if it weren't for my sister, and now you. I honestly didn't bother to find my soul mate, figuring dying would be easier. But Seulgi kept persisting, that's how I ended up at the park."

Sooyoung nodded as he told the story. "She played a risky game, considering how I found you in that state."

Yuta smiled, suddenly snaking his arms around her waist and pulling her close, until their foreheads pressed together. "I'm glad. I finally found my soul mate." his fingers gently rubbed her back. "I used to think it's a stupid concept, this whole soul mate thing, and seeing my so called father, I thought love didn't exist this way. But I guess I was wrong... He was just an idiot."

Sooyoung's eyes widened hearing him. "What do you mean?"

"I already love you." he smiled. "It's strange, but I do. Now I understand Taeyong, or Yeri, or even Hina. Every one of my family, other than my father, are so in love that I found it ridiculous. But now I see why, because I can't help see anything but you."

He slowly leaned in, and Sooyoung wasn't afraid or hesitant when his lips slowly melded with hers. Her hands went behind his head and threaded through his hair as they kissed soft but passionately in the middle of town, on the side walk.

Suddenly thinking about it, Sooyoung giggled through the kiss, pulling away just so their noses still touched. "We should go somewhere private if we're going to make out." she whispered. Yuta smiled and bit her bottom lip lightly before he suddenly grabbed her thighs, locking her legs around his waist, and they appeared in front of her house.

Before he let her down though, she clutched to him tight. "Can you go straight to my room? I don't want to go through my family..." she pouted. He only smiled, and they appeared in her room. She smiled, and they started to kiss again, much more passionate.

Yuta backed up and sat on her bed with her straddling him, a soft moan coming from her as he bit and sucked her bottom lip again. Sooyoung pushed her jacket off, left in a T-shirt she had on. Unconsciously, his hands snaked up under her shirt from behind, making her shiver and giggle feeling ticklish.

Suddenly, his lip biting felt intense, and she knew what was happening when she felt him suck her bottom lip. But she allowed it to happen, knowing he's the only person she has left she can fully trust, other than Doyoung.

After a while they pulled away and stared at each other panting. Yuta suddenly licked her lips, taking off the trace of blood left, making her giggle again at the cute yet sensual act.

"Can't believe what just happened..." she said softly, leaning her head against his shoulder. He smiled as his hands stayed under her shirt, fingers tracing her back. "Yuta..."

"Yes love." she felt her heart flip at the nickname. She lifted her head and stared directly at him.

"Can you turn me?"

He grabbed her arms and pushed her out, looking at her worriedly. "What do you mean? You want to become a vampire? Are you... Are you sure?"

"Yes..."

Yuta sighed hearing her plead. He slowly backed up and leaned against the head board of her bed, playing with her hands. "I'm afraid for you Sooyoung. You know how Seulgi grew up here in the human world?" she nodded as she recalled the said lady telling her so. "She took a long time to get used to it, especially considering her family had a rough past in our world. I'm scared you won't be able to cope, or if people there disturb you." he kissed her hands as he finished.

Sooyoung cupped his face up to her, and smiled sadly. "Yuta, I'd reckon any life is better than mine right now. Oppressive parents, forced marriage, working a dead end job just to earn my own. I've been sad my whole life, but dying seemed too much for me because I always felt that at some point in my life, something will take me away from all this." she hugged him suddenly, resting her head on his shoulder, "And I was right."

Yuta huffed her back and kissed her neck, "Are you a hundred percent sure about this?" he asked once more with sincerity. She pulled away and nodded eagerly, surprising him when her hands suddenly grabbed the hem of her own shirt, and she started to pull it off.

Getting shy he covered his eyes with his hands, making her chuckle and pulled them away. "Do it." she whispered. Yuta smiled a little mischievously, holding her tight around her waist.

"What if I can't stop?"

"Then don't."

With that, she took off her own bra, throwing it to the side. Yuta bit his lips before aiming for where her heart would be. He kissed her lips and continued to do so going down her neck and collar, even between the valley of her breasts, until he knew where to bite.

Sooyoung bit her lip, hands on his shoulders. Once she felt the his teeth pierce into her skin just below her left breast, she groaned grabbing his hair tight. It was painful, as if something stabbed her heart, and for a while she couldn't help let out tears, quickly closing her eyes.

Something ignited in her, she felt as if she had all the power in the world. Yuta pulled away, eyes as red as a rose, and looked at the mark he had created. There was still a little bit of blood dripping out, so he continued to bite again. Sooyoung grabbed his hair tighter, suddenly feeling wild, as if she had gone crazy.

Yuta pulled away again, and saw that the piercings his fangs had created patch up by themself, and he knew the work was done. He looked back up at her and saw her eyes closed. "Sooyoung, look at me." he spoke softly caressing her hair. Sooyoung's eyes opened, not to her usual brown ones, but the same colour as Yuta's current ones. Red.

A smirk laid on her lips, and Yuta figured what was about to happen between them. And he wasn't wrong as they were soon tangled under her blanket, Sooyoung under him leaving scratches on his back from the pleasure she felt.

Yuta was the first to get up and looked down to see her laid exhausted and limp. He kissed her forehead then left to get a wash cloth and wiped down her body to clean the mess and sweat off her body. After he threw it into the laundry basket, he took his shirt and helped her into it, then put back on his boxers before finally laying down next to her, bringing her into his embrace from behind.

Sooyoung slowly regained strength, but it felt different. She felt livelier, like she could just get up and run until Busan without getting tired. Slowly she turned to Yuta, who had been playing with her hands, and cupped his face, her thumb simply stroking his cheek.

"Am I a vampire now?" she asked innocently, to which he chuckled and nodded in reply. She went quiet, thinking up of something seriously. "You won't leave me right? You didn't just do this for benefit? You're not taking advantage of me?"

Yuta brushed her hair off her forehead and kissed from there down her nose to her lips. "Like I said, it's weird how I already love you, but I do. No I'm not taking advantage of you, I promise to love you, cherish you and protect you for eternity."

Sooyoung smiled as a tear left her eye which he kissed off. She cuddled into his chest, arm slung around him tight while he slowly put her to sleep, humming a soft tune.

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more-mitaori · 2 years

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Chapter 4

Koharu sighed, poking at the remnants of a plain sandwich sitting on a paper plate, mostly taken care of by Shinju. The potato chips that Yui brought as a side were long since gone as well. Alice and Hanako had helped themselves to the salad that Alice brought with her. Midori had barely eaten anything, fussing and triple checking the bandaging around Koharu's forehead. "I told you. I'm fine." Koharu's blunt tone broke the silence hanging in the school nurse's office. "Changed the bandage this morning like I was told. No need to worry so much."

Midori let out a sigh of her own, finishing tightening the bandage before pulling away with a concerned frown. "I know you feel fine, but I have every right to worry. That was a nasty cut, Koharu."

"A rock flying through a window tends to do that", Koharu snapped back, prodding the sandwich bits before simply setting her plate down. "And before you ask for the fifth time, I was there trying to finish the article I was working on."

"...I... I am suddenly glad I decided to check on you, after all.... wh-when I ran into Yui." Hanako's voice was timid, but then again, it always was. Enough to avoid suspicion from the others, at least with their various states of distraction. "S... Sorry."

Yui rubbed the back of her own head somewhat sheepishly. "Hey, if we hadn't, who knows how bad it could've been? Sometimes, paranoia pays off, y'know?" Fortunately, Yui wasn't even lying in her cover story. Midori had been worried when Koharu hadn't come home on time, and was actively messaging Yui and Alice to keep an eye out. Yui only saw the messages right before she and Hanako brought Koharu home.

Shinju swallowed the bit of sandwich in her mouth before speaking up. "No argument here. Something as small as a rock to the head can be fatal, if thrown just right, or hard enough, or hits the right spot. Heck, maybe that shard of glass slowed it down enough to prevent something more serious, like a concussion."

Midori's eyes widened a bit at the thought of something she hadn't even considered. Koharu shook her head, and Alice was next to interject. "There's no real point in dwelling, guys. It happened, it's over, and Koharu is fine. Right?", she said, turning to look at Yui.

In turn, Yui nodded, looking around the room. "That's right. Koharu says she's fine, the nurse here saw nothin' concerning in the follow-up, and if I had to guess, all this crowding is doing more harm than good. From my point of view, if she doesn't have a concussion, we're worryin' over nothing."

Koharu flashed a suspicious, yet grateful look towards Yui before looking down at nothing in particular, saying nothing more. Midori shook her head, but stood up and away from Koharu. "Well... yeah, that's a good point. Alright everybody, let's get out of here. Give my sister some space, yeah?"

As Hanako stood up, Koharu flashed an equally suspicious look her way. Hanako noticed this, returning a quick glance of her own, then started to make for the door. Yui was next, followed by Shinju, then finally, Alice. Midori, however, stayed behind to tend to her sister a bit more.

Once out into the hall, Shinju gave a little wave, making her way back to class after a quick parting word. Hanako started to follow, but was stopped by the sound of Yui's voice. "Yo, wait a sec."

Hanako jumped, turning her head to glance back at Yui. "Y... Yes?"

"Y'ever consider joinin' the fencing club?" Yui's voice was casual as she asked this, though Hanako caught her meaning right away, her face going a little pale.

"I... Is this some sort of joke? I'm... I'm not the type for strenuous physical activity..."

Yui glanced back at Alice, who showed no outward reaction, instead looking through her phone. "It's just us, Hanako. It's cool. Look, if you got a little technique under your belt, you'd be more than capable of lookin' after yourself out there. We wouldn't really cross paths unless one of us needed help from the other."

Hanako was floored. Here Yui was, talking about Magical Girl affairs right beside the nurse's office, and right in front of Alice. Seeing her lack of reaction, Hanako felt a little emboldened. "...Alice? A-Are you... also... um...?"

"Hm? Oh, good god no. I'm just a regular person," Alice looked up from her phone. "I'm not involved with it directly. But, I do know all about it." Seeing Hanako's confusion, she continued. "Kyubey... he's been trying to get me to make a contract for over a year now."

"Yeah," Yui chimed in, a sour note in her voice, "I'm well aware of that. I'm still doin' everything I can to keep that furball away."

Alice continued as if Yui hadn't replied, "But it wasn't Yui who exposed me to your world. My sister, Esther, is also a Magical Girl. It's been eventful, all things considered."

"I... I see." Hanako looked down for a moment, then turned to face Yui, as well as her question. "...Would it not be... risky or dangerous for someone... someone like me to join a club... like that?"

Yui couldn't help but laugh. "Not a chance in hell. You might be magical, kid, but those guys have been training for years. Our school has been bringing home trophies from national competitions for years. If anything, you'd still be at a disadvantage. You'll get your ass kicked, but you'll learn a lot."

Hanako couldn't help but grimace at the way Yui said this, but she couldn't argue with the logic either. Knowing that there wouldn't be any inherent danger in exposing Magical Girls to the world sweetened the deal, but she was still hesitant. "...I'll consider it." Before Yui could chime in any further, Hanako raced away from the nurse's office towards her classroom.

"Smooth, Yui." Alice had returned her attention to her phone, scrolling through her social media feed. "You sure know how to talk to people."

"Hey, I'm a natural charmer. If y'all didn't like how I acted, you wouldn't have stuck by the band this long."

"Only because we've been friends since we were twelve."

"I only met Shinju a couple weeks ago!" Yui raised her voice a bit, but lowered it upon seeing Alice jump. "...I got charm for days!"

"Charisma eh?" Alice scoffed. "I'd sure love to see it."

"Fine. Sunday afternoon, you, me, an' that little cafe by Berry Mart that sells stuff you can actually stomach. I'll show you some frickin' charm."

Alice didn't even look up from her phone. "What, finally got tired of joking about it? Or are you one-upping this weird game of chicken you've been playing since we met?"

"Heh. Sounds like that's a date in my book, babe." Yui's smirk was lost on Alice, and her tone returned to normal. "Hey, everything okay? Normally you'd be rollin' your eyes and stormin' off long before I made the 'asking you out' bit happen. What's up?"

"...Nothing." Alice sighed, knowing that pure dismissal wouldn't be enough to chase Yui off. "...Esther's been gone a whole week this time."

Yui softens her tone completely, speaking much more seriously. "I see. Well... damn, let's actually hang out on Sunday then. If you wanna, anyway." Yui knew that Alice and her sister were close, and that whenever Esther was out of town, Alice would usually shut down, sick with worry. She knew never to get in the way of Alice's home life; it was one of the things Yui and Alice had in common.

"I... I'd like that, Yui. Thanks." Alice finally looked up with a tiny smile, but it faded quickly as she returned to her phone. "She hasn't messaged me, so... she must have gone pretty far out this time."

"Bold move, huntin' out of town like that. Sure, less competition I guess, an' the boonies probably need the cleanup help. But that can't be easy for someone still in school, y'know? I'm guessin' your family has the excuse all ready?"

Alice closed her eyes for a brief moment. "Officially, she's visiting my fa— ...my mom's ex-husband." Alice didn't call her father a father anymore, always 'mom's ex-husband.' "And as far as she knows, that's what's going on."

"Still though, to be gone a week, radio silent? Hm. Want me to look into it?"

Alice stared at Yui, wide-eyed. "No! If something happened, I don't want to lose both of you!"

Yui gave an indifferent shrug. "Heh. She's tougher than I am. I wouldn't stand a chance in a serious fight with your sister. An' you know how strong I am. I think you can trust that she's fine, wherever she is."

Alice nodded a few times, as if trying to will the reassurance to sink in. "Y-You're right, Yui. Whew... well, we're running late. Let's get back to class."

"Right behind ya, babe."

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After school, the Newspaper Club gathered in the library. The school staff wouldn't allow them to meet in the usual clubroom, since they were still repairing the damaged window and cleaning debris, and no other room was free for them. As it was, the school had to arrange and repurpose that tiny room for Koharu's club to begin with.

No one else was there to study, and they had huddled around the back of the library so they could speak freely, albeit quietly. "No sign of the vandal who broke the window," Shinju whispered. "The staff have a few suspects in mind, but nothing concrete yet."

"Of all the times for the so-called 'security systems' to fail." Koharu was as blunt as always. "The cameras malfunctioned at the time of the break. Only vague eyewitness accounts from a janitor. Memory wasn't clear."

"W-Well... um, we should probably be grateful that... that the damage was minimal. And... um... without any... serious injury." Koharu flashed Hanako another suspicious gaze while Shinju was looking at the papers sitting in her lap, but Koharu returned to her own papers before long. "But... from what I could gather, the staff is trying to keep this incident a secret. I would guess... that this is to prevent unnecessary witch hunts among the students."

"Kinda makes what we're doing here a little counterintuitive, doesn't it?" Shinju looked between the other two girls with a puzzled expression. "What're we even doing here if the top brass doesn't want us kids knowing about it?"

"It's our job to report the truth. The full truth." Koharu's tone was flat, yet with a note of resolve. This time there was no suspicious undertone directed at Hanako, though she had gone stiff anyway. "They'll ask us to cover it once they get someone to pin it on. We're just getting ahead of them. In case they frame someone innocent to cover their tracks."

Shinju closed her eyes in thought. "That makes sense. You sound pretty sure that they'd do something like that, though."

"Wouldn't be the first time," Koharu mumbled with a bitter undertone. "I have the rest of the paper ready to go. Don't need to let them suspect us of investigating for the paper just yet."

Hanako started to relax. "If... If we publish our paper without mentioning the incident too deeply... they will probably assume we've forgotten. The rest of the student body likely will in a week or two, anyway..."

"Hm. We mention it somewhere that no one will pay attention, to say we covered it while it was a current event. Then we forget about it publicly for awhile. But I will not let this go."

"Heh. Appreciate your sense of justice, Koharu. Well I'm in! If the school's gonna try something shady, you can count on me to back you up!"

"Where were you last year?" Koharu sighed, this time her muttering went unnoticed. "...Appreciated. See if your sister has any advice while you're at it."

"'Haku? Uh... well, I guess that sorta thing could happen in the military." Shinju rubbed her head nervously, looking away. Living on a military base was always interesting, and Shinju never really felt bored. Her sister, Kohaku Hayama, slowly rising through the ranks, kept her busy, and with the constant moving from one town to the other because of it, Shinju often had a hard time making friends. Thankfully, she got quite lucky with Hanako and Koharu, not to mention joining the band with Yui, Alice and Midori. Equally fortunate was the fact that Kohaku would be stationed here for quite some time, it seemed.

"Please. Any experience in this sort of thing would be invaluable." Koharu sifted through her papers as she spoke.

"I oughtta head back, then. If I'm gonna catch 'Haku tonight, I need to hurry. See ya tomorrow!" Shinju waved, gathering her belongings and swiftly making her way out of the library.

"Hanako." As soon as Shinju was away, and the librarian suitably distracted, Koharu took what she saw as prime opportunity to speak to Hanako. Her voice was nearly silent, just enough for her to be heard. "First, I would ask if you could bring this up to your mother. Has a good sense for justice."

Hanako nodded in response, but she knew from the glances she received all day that there would be more. Furthermore, she had a good idea what it would be about. "...I will."

"One more thing." Sure enough, Koharu continued, this time staring directly into Hanako's eyes. "What really happened to me in that room last night?"

Hanako knew better than to try and dance around the issue. She only knew Koharu for about a year, but she knew better than to try and lie. Koharu knew what she was asking, and Hanako couldn't deny it. Yet she stayed silent.

Koharu continued, fishing something out of her backpack. A small, black, egg-shaped gem shone in her palm, held out towards Hanako. "This fell out of your pocket before we left."

Hanako recognized the Grief Seed, a bit of panic setting in on her face. She had completely forgotten about her spoils from the Witch in the fog of panic about Koharu's safety.

Once more, Koharu continued. "There was no rock in the room when I came to. You and Yui don't get along, yet somehow, not only were you on the same page to come to my aid, but you knew I was here in the first place. She knew I was here. We never talk, yet she knew I was here." Her eyes flashed with the intensity of an expert interrogator. "I'm not stupid, Hanako. I know there's more to this. I just can't figure out, logically, what it is."

"...What if... what if I told you... magic is real, Koharu?" Hanako spoke with a tone that showed that Hanako wasn't joking around. Koharu also knew that Hanako was not one to lie, no matter how impossible her reality had seemed. Koharu listened silently, still staring at Hanako.

"...I... I made a contract. A wish with a creature known as 'Kyubey'. I... I met him a few weeks ago. In exchange for one wish, anything my heart desires... I am tasked with fighting evil beings known as Witches. Monsters... impossible monsters, made of... seemingly pure malice. I've... I've fought two of them now."

Koharu's eyes narrowed. "...One wish. The same wish you asked me about hypothetically before. You couldn't wish your depression away, so I suggested instead to wish for the strength to fight it. That was your wish, then?"

"...Yes. I... I made up my mind to make my deal with Kyubey. But..."

"What? You couldn't think of anything fitting? So you had me make this life-changing wish for you?" She was still quiet, but Koharu's fury was unmistakable. "Why? Why would you leave something so important up to me on a whim?"

"Because..." Hanako sighed, her hands balled into anxious fists in her skirt. "...Because I trust you. Because you, Koharu... you and your logic... it can pierce the veil of emotion that... that paralyzed me these past few weeks. I... I'm sorry."

Koharu, however, calmed down, and after a tense moment, she would slowly nod. "I think I understand. But Hanako, in the future, be more open with me about this sort of thing." Placing the Grief Seed in Hanako's hand, she continued. "That doesn't answer my question though."

"...You were... under attack by a Witch. Indirectly... but you were not of your own mind. I... Yui told me... y-you tried to—"

Koharu stopped Hanako, holding her hand out. "I have the information I need. Thank you. Now then. I can assume that this is some well-guarded secret? People aren't to know?"

Hanako nodded, her breathing slowly calming down. "Yes. If everyone knew..."

"Widespread panic and chaos. I can't publish this..." Koharu's frustration was clear on her face as she closed her eyes.

"Y... Yes. Even if you did..."

"I would be discredited at best, and locked away at worst. Oh well. Now I know the full truth. It's all I need to know. If the school tries to pin this 'vandalism' on a student, we can fight it." Koharu's voice carried an odd determination.

"I... I suppose. But we have no proof. We can't... tell the staff the truth..."

"I'll find a way. Leave the cover story to me. Hanako, you and Shinju need to solicit advice about people abusing power to cover their tracks. Whatever information you can gather will be helpful."

"Koharu..." Hanako's voice lowered further. "...Why are you so... understanding about all this? You believed me... without a second thought."

"Simple. You have never lied to me. There's a lot about this world I don't understand. Why would magic be any different?"

"...You're not... going to seek Kyubey out, are you? I mean... with a wish, you could—"

"No. I have no desire to fight monsters to see the truth. I'll make my own way, like I always have."

Hanako relaxed. "...That's a relief."

"...I would like to know precisely how this all works, though. I want you to report to me about each and every Witch hunt you go on."

"I see no reason to hide this from you. You knowing is... something of a relief. But... I don't think Shinju knows. So... if we could... keep this between us, for now?" Hanako's voice was timid, yet calm.

"She'll find out someday. Can't hide it forever. But fine." Koharu began to gather her things, hesitating. "Oh. I overheard something from staff. They keep mentioning a name when talking about the incident. Rui Tomatsu, third year student."

"...Rui... Tomatsu?"

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A tall, slender girl leaned against the wall under the broken window of the club room, cast against the dim light from the setting sun. Her hands were stuffed into her coat pockets, and long strands of messy, dark hair partially covered her left eye. For a long while she simply stood there. Whether the girl was in thought or not was unclear, given her masked expression. Finally, she pushed herself off the wall with one foot, taking a few steps before turning to look up at the 'crime scene.'

"So this is what I'm going down for this year? Fine. Bring it on." The girl sighed heavily, a smirk slowly creeping across her face. "Not like it's the worst crap these assholes have tried to pin on me. ...I'll make sure to give 'em hell this time."

At her side, another girl stood, a head shorter and wearing a strange black and yellow vertically striped dress. At her side, several daggers hovered near her wrists. "...Not alone, you won't."

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doodleoogles · 2 years

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At this point, I am not sure what hurted more. The fact that I was left behind after being led on to believe that we could more than what we were, or the hard truth that as he walked away, he never once looked back despite hearing the sound of my world falling apart. Knowing he caused that much pain on someone but still continued to walk away claiming it's the best thing to do. It's as if none of the things we went through ever mattered. Maybe they never did. I guess this is what I get for trusting again.

I needed time to process things. I'm torn between waiting (not like there's something to wait for really), wondering if he'll come back if things get better for him or start moving forward with my life. The latter is the best and only logical reason in this situation. There's no returning, there's nothing but a hollow surface of a life that never existed. I knew it right from the start, it's all a make believe, we were actors playing a role, pretending there's a future for us. I was holding back but damn he was so good at convincing me that we could be happy. For a while yes we were. But then the hardships came on his part. Everything he did seem to not work out. He was trying to make a living, I was helping him. I was there all throughout.

Looking back, I realized if what I did was wrong. Should I have just let him be on his own? If he wasn't able to get any funds from the start, would that have forced him to get a job instead? If he had a job, would he have stayed? I know it shouldn't be on me anymore. I know I wasn't the problem. He always has been. Him and his fucking complexities and his toxic life and toxic past he just can't seem to get rid off. I stayed despite all that. I made the decision to stay and stick with him not only during the times when life was pure bliss. I stayed even more when the times sucked so bad. I thought that's what you do when you commit to love someone, was I wrong?

I know it doesn't make sense to ask all these questions and I definitely won't be getting any answers. Somehow it helps to just throw all those questions out. Otherwise, I'm going to lose my mind because the voices inside my head kept replaying the same questions over and over.

Of all the things he could give up, he gave me up. He could've given up on trying for now and get a job (like a normal fucking human being). He can come back anytime as long as the funds are there. He could've given up on gigs when they're not even paying him. He could've given up on friends that are no help at all. He could've given up on his pride and get a fucking paying job like a normal fucking human being. He gave me up. Like my friend said, fuck him. He could've endured all this with someone like me by his side but he made the decision to leave. It's on him, that's what everyone kept telling me.

I know I have to pick myself up again. Start over. It may take time, wait scratch that.. it will take time. I'm in so much pain, and anger that sometimes I cannot think straight. I have my amazing friends around me who keep me sane and I couldn't be more thankful. I have my son and my dog with me. We're happy even though he may not have a father around him. All my guy friends are doing their fair share of fatherhood. We are full of love, we are a family, bound by ties stronger than blood. I didn't lose anything. In fact, I gained more - learning experience, an opportunity to start again, a better outlook on life, a drive to turn things around.

It will still hurt from time to time. A good friend told me, I have to face it head on. It will hurt definitely, he said. There are times you will feel you wanna cry and that's OK. Don't hold back. Cry like you'll never cry again. Cry with every fiber of your being. You'll feel better after every random breakdown, they said. Dealing with this, I also felt the genuine care of the people around me. I kept my circle small and I'm so glad I chose the right people. I wish I could apply the same logic when choosing a partner though. Well, you can't have it all.

I hope I can say I wish him best but I felt so betrayed I can't find myself saying anything good. I think I'd rather not say what I wish for him. Let's just say we all get what we deserve. God I now feel better after writing that. I'll leave it up to fate to give him what he earned.

As for me, I have a whole life ahead. New adventures, new people to meet and places to see. Yes sometimes I still think about the places we could've gone together. I may still look back at the happy times and cry. Thankfully, nothing is permanent, even pain. I will get through this, and be better than the person who used to be yours.

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Hey there, I'm a huge fan of your works and the writing in them! I was wondering if you any advice for aspiring creators of a dating sim writing-wise?

Aw, I'm glad you like my writing! I'm not very good at giving advice, and even good advice doesn't work for everyone. I'm also not entirely sure if my idea of writing advice is what you had in mind, but I'll go ahead and try anyway.

First, try to keep a small scope of your script. Don't intend to make a huge master piece right away or let feature creep overtake the story. That's the number one advice for any beginner project, haha. With that said, what I like to keep in mind is that writing a unique character can come easier if personality traits/concepts are considered last. When writing, especially in dating sims, it can be easy to fall into the trap of X character is meant to be Y kind of trope and so they'll react in Z way. Usually, once you've decided broad personality traits, you don't have to try that hard to convince people they have them. It's getting the character to seem more interesting than that broad personality concept that's difficult.

So, what you can do is think about everything else to determine how they'll behave. What situation are they currently in, where were they before, what do they think they're gonna do after, do any opinions/ideologies/personal mantras/whatever that they already hold have relevance in the situation, are they in good health currently or not, are there things going on in their life (that the player might not even know about) that is also on their mind besides whatever is happening in front of them in the moment, are they alone or with people, what's their individual relationship/dynamic with those people if there are other people, what ideas/conclusions/guesses might the character be coming based on the situation, how are they participating in what's happening, what kind action could they potentially take next (stay there, leave, change the subject, etc.)? And so on.

Not all of that has to be thought of for every scene/conversation, but, in my opinion, their personality should only be taken into consideration once an idea of specifics has been determined. Because then you can use those details to say because of X and Y it'd make sense for my character to display their Z personality trait in this case.

And one more suggestion I'd give is pointing out how backstories can do the same thing for personality concepts that personality concepts can do for a character as a whole. Sometimes dating sims seem to use backstories as an explanation for the personality concept. The character is X archetype because Y thing happened. Past experiences can give motivation to do stuff, change perspectives, teach lessons, make them come to right or wrong conclusions on people/the world, impact the traits that they express, and etc. but I personally think it's a rare occurrence where some past experience is what actually makes a personality on its own. If a story says the love interest's parents died terribly when they were young and then says now you know why they're stoic, you don't know that much really.

Instead of stoic, they could've been sad or angry or anything else. Parents dying doesn't get the same reaction from every person. It's the personality they already had being brought against that terrible event that determines how it goes. Putting the focus on exploring the parts of their personality that made them turn to stoicism instead of rage/depression/whatever works better to me than an explanation that only goes as far as making sense. A reader can reasonably accept that the character was traumatized and their trauma reaction is shutting down their emotions, but, like before, worrying too much about the broadest part of the concept can make for a character who doesn't stand out.

I hope that helps somehow! It's pretty simple when you say it, but I know I needed it specifically noted out before it clicked on why some things felt more interesting than others.

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Trouble In Paradise (Yuzuru Hanyu x Reader)

Request: "I was thinking of figure skater!reader x Yuzuru Hanyu, where they are dating and doing Fantasy on Ice. One night, where reader is especially exhausted she gets into an argument with him. During the following show, the audience and fellow skaters notice that something is wrong especially after she gave up her place as the first jumper at the end to Evgenia when Alina wanted to do it and she tried to stay as far away from Yuzuru the whole show when he tried to make amend with her. Later that night, they reconcile. The next day, it was in every news that reader prefers Evgenia over Alina and was in conflict with Yuzuru. So reader has to make an official "apology" to explain that she was exhausted" - @thehappygrungelife

A/N: this is actually my first request from Tumblr and I'm very grateful to the person who asked for a request and I really hope I do it a justice

Warning: angst + fluff (happy ending), some cursing and heated argument

It was another day of practice for FaOI (Fantasy on Ice) and for some reason, you were not in your best shape. You would constantly be off beat compared to others and even when it was your turn to practice your performance, it was all but good; it wasn't even near your "ok" performance.

Okay, maybe it wasn't because you woke up on the wrong side of the bed. The other day you've been pushing yourself quite hard and it was the first day of your period. To top it off? The only thing your boyfriend, Yuzu did was telling you that it'll be alright and one bad day won't do any harm since everyone has those days.

I mean, who could blame him, practice isn't always easy when you're not into it. The whole entire day, you just prayed that practice would be over as soon as possible but of course, the more you want time to go by, the longer it actually is.

After what feels like days, practice was finally over and you were all dismissed to go back to your hotel. But despite feeling rough, you decided to wait for Yuzu since you just wanted to sulk and complain to him. But when you saw Yuzu talking with other female skaters, you decided to just leave in your grumpy state.

Throughout the rest of the day, you kept on ignoring all the notifications you got from Yuzu. Every message, every phone call, you ignored them all. Until you heard a knock on the door to your hotel room. Thinking it was the room service you ordered but it turns out to be a not pleased Yuzu.

"Where were you? I've called you so many times. Did you even check your phone?!" Yuzu questioned, his tone was immediately an octave higher

"It was charging. I'm trying to not look at my phone too much. It stresses me out" you shrugged, going back to your bed and looking at your laptop

"What's the difference with your laptop then?! You know what, never mind. Do you know how worried I was?! I thought something happened to you" Yuzu sighed, stress combing his hair

"Oh, now you noticed. I'm fine. Thanks for asking. You should head back and rest. Our show is literally tomorrow" you mentioned, not looking away from your laptop

"What's with you? Did something happen? Did someone hurt you?!" Yuzu started to get worried

"Nothing much. Just another tiring day. I'm serious Yuzu, just go. You need your rest too" you replied, sighing

"Why? Why are you pushing me away?! We barely talked today" Yuzu complained

"I'm just tired and on my period. Can we please not have this conversation. I don't want to lash out at you" you sighed, getting up from the bed

"Why? Why would you lash out? C'mon, let's just talk. I'm worried about you" Yuzu mentioned, taking your hands in his

"Why don't you just go back to the other skaters. I really am not in the mood to talk. Just go" you groaned, letting your hands go

"This talk isn't over (Y/N). You can be mad at me but we still have to talk it through. Get some rest, alright?" Yuzu sighed in defeat, leaving you in your room

Oh how you wish you could just make the whole week go by as fast as Thanos' snap. But, like it or not, you just have to face it and get through cause eventually it'll all be over.

Unfortunately, the other skaters and even the audience knew that something was wrong. Your typical bubbly and enthusiastic self was nowhere to be seen. Sure, you managed to perform your skating until the end, but it seems something was off. Your expression didn't lie.

What threw it off even more is when you were supposed to be the first jumper before the closing but you decided to let Zhenya do it, telling her that you weren't feeling well and your period cramps were acting up more than the usual and because Zhenya was the closest to you.

After the performance was over, there were many words going around and the media started to bring up some news about you preferring Zhenya over Alina to do the first jump. When the news started to blow up, Yuzu was the first to try to find you and talk about why you did what you did; not only that, he also wanted to talk about why you've been avoiding him since last night and even during the whole event.

However, the second the staff told everyone to go backstage, you were the first to leave the stage because your period cramps were getting unbearable and you quickly excused to be able to go back to the hotel on your own, trying to get away from the media who were plastering questions to why you decided to give your first jump spot to Zhenya.

Over on Yuzu's side, his eyes were traced on you throughout the whole show. Especially when you gave up your first jump spot for someone else when you normally are enthusiastic to do it. When Yuzu saw you quickly going backstage, he didn't hesitate to follow you. Calling out for you and asking you to talk but he lost sight of you and you eventually went out of the room before he could get to you, sparking another drama for the media.

Throughout the rest of the day, you just shut any kind of way for people to contact you and just passed out since the period cramps were getting to you. You didn't know how long you've been sleeping until you heard several, no, multiple knocks on your door that could probably be heard throughout the floor you were staying.

Grunting, you finally woke up and headed towards the door, opening it and revealed Yuzu, your boyfriend and the person you honestly don't really want to talk to but at the same time, relieved that it was him instead of someone else. Sighing, you knew that you were going to have the talk sooner or later. So, you finally let him in, telling him that you just woke up.

"Before you ask anything. I just woke up" you mentioned, closing the door as Yuzu came in

"What happened? Are you sick? You didn't seem too well. If you were sick, you could've said so instead of pushing yourself and not putting on your best performance" Yuzu started to lecture

"Yuzu..." you mumbled

"Like honestly. I was worried. We're all worried about you but you kept pushing us away" Yuzu argued

"Yuzu!! Stop!!" you raised your voice back

"No. Look, I get it if you're tired but that doesn't mean you should just push people away" Yuzu argued back

"YUZURU HANYU!! I SAID. STOP IT" you shouted, stunning Yuzu since he never saw you this angry

"Please. I'm already tired from a stressful week and my period just came yesterday and the cramps were unbearable even when I've taken medication" you sighed, plopping back on your bed as Yuzu follows you

"Not only that. I was hoping to be able to have a night of just the both of us yesterday but you were talking to other skaters and I don't want to seem so clingy or anything. I also don't want to be mad at you since my mood swings during my period is not the greatest. But guess the media thought otherwise" you explained

"Hey, hey, look at me. Why didn't you say anything? No one would've ever thought something like that, hmm? Especially me. You're not clingy at all. I actually like it you know. Makes me feel more loved and wanted. It's actually one of the things I like about you. What bout letting Zhenya jump first? Was it also because of your period?" Yuzu softly asked, holding your hands in his as he kneeled in front of you

"Yea. And Zhenya was the closest to me. I swear there's no hate going around or anything" you replied, sighing

"Alright. Let's not worry about that. We can deal with the media tomorrow. I'm just glad that you're alright. Please tell me whenever you don't feel well or if something doesn't sit right with you, okay? No matter what reason it is. No matter if you think it's silly, I want to hear about it. We're in this together. Whatever your problem is, it's my problem too and I want to help you" Yuzu reminded, holding your hand tightly in his

"Okay. I'm sorry for making you and everyone else worry" you mumbled

"It's alright. Just don't hide anything from me anymore okay? Now let's just rest. I'll help you deal with the media tomorrow, hmm?" Yuzu mentioned, pressing a gentle kiss on your forehead

"Are you staying?" you murmured, looking into his eyes

"If you want me to. If not, I'll just stay until you're asleep" Yuzu replied, patting your head

"You can stay. I don't feel like I'll be able to sleep anytime soon since I did just take a long nap" you mentioned

"Alright. Then I'll stay here to comfort you. Let's just watch a film, hmm? I'll order some room service" Yuzu mentioned, going over to the phone to call for room service but you stopped him

"Thank you, Yuzu. I really am lucky to have you" you smiled, looking at Yuzu with eyes full of love

"And I am too. I'm thankful to have you as well. Thankful that you're able to make me warmer and more open to others" Yuzu giggled, taking your hand and kissing it

In the end, the both of you just cuddled up in your bed and watched some movies to end the night, thanking the universe for bringing the both of you together. Because, in the end of the day, no matter what difficult situations you may face, with the right person, you can get through it.

A/N: @thehappygrungelife I hope that I did your request a justice and hope that you like it :)

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Part 8

Request: Yes or No

Sam and y/n had more development than y/n and Wanda lmao

You crossed your arms as you entered the room, glancing at the older man. You shared a look with Sam and Wanda, taking a seat in between Sam and Vision. You licked your lips, leaning towards Sam.

"What's this about?" You asked quietly, gaze flickering to Tony who sat in a corner.

"If I had to guess.. Probably about what happened in Lagos." Sam replied, glancing at Steve and Natasha. You frowned, looking at the Secretary of State.

"The world owes the Avengers an unpayable debt." He began, gaze sweeping over everyone in the room.

"You have.. Fought for us, protected us, risked your lives but while a great many people see you as heroes, there are some who would prefer the term 'vigilantes.'"

"And what word would you use, Mr. Secretary?" Natasha asked, studying the older man. You looked back at Tony Stark, making brief eye contact with him. It felt like an intervention. Or a teacher scolding their class after they made the sub cry.

"How about dangerous?" You frowned, looking forward when you heard his words.

"What would you call a group of US based enhanced individuals who routinely ignore borders and inflict their will wherever they choose and who, quite frankly, seem unconcerned about what they leave behind?" Mr. Secretary asked, looking over the small group in disappointed. You'd hate to admit it, but he had a point. The citizens of Sokovia were left to find new homes and the people of Lagos had to fix what had been destroyed. Mr. Secretary stepped to the side, looking at the screen. Videos began playing of all the times the Avengers caused destruction and most likely death. Wanda looked away, growing uncomfortable as the aftermath of the Lagos incident played. She already felt guilty enough about it. She had told you many times how she wished it would've gone differently. Steve noticed, frown deepening.

"That's enough." He called, watching the screen turn off.

"For the last few years, you've operated with unlimited power and no supervision. That's a decision the governments of the world can no longer tolerate." Mr. Secretary told them, hands clasped behind his back. You frowned, brows furrowing slightly.

"But we have a solution." Mr. Secretary took a book from his bodyguard, stepping forward and handing it to Wanda. Wanda picked it up, looking it over.

"The Sokovia Accords.. Approved by a hundred and seventeen countries." Wanda slid the book over to Rhodes so he could take a proper look at it. You looked at Mr. Secretary as he walked around the table.

"It states that the Avengers shall no longer be a private organization. Instead, they'll operate under the supervision of The United Nations Panel, only when and if that panel deems it necessary."

"That's such bullshit." You whispered. Mr. Secretary turned towards you, cocking a brow. Natasha let an amused smile slip while Sam covered up his snicker with a cough.

"The Avengers were created to make the world a safer place." Steve spoke up before he could address you.

"This is the middle ground." Mr. Secretary said, walking to the front again and facing everyone.

"The Accords will be ratified in a couple days." Steve turned towards Tony, earning a silent response.

"I'll leave you to discuss."

"And if we come to a decision you don't like?" Leave it to Natasha to say what was on everyones' minds. Mr. Secretary paused as he approached the door.

"Then you retire." He answered plainly. You watched him leave, picking up the cup of water infront of You You went to take a sip but it turned to ice before you could drink from it. With a small huff, you placed it down.

"That's new." Natasha called with a small smile, hoping to ease the tension in the room. You stood up, leaving the meeting room and heading to the lounge. The others followed, taking more comfortable seats on the couch. A debate quickly started between Rhodes and Sam while Steve looked through the Accords.

"Have you two thought about starting a debate club?" You asked, tapping the frozen water a few times before it finally turned back to normal water. Natasha let out a small snort, chuckling as she shook her head.

"I have an equation." Vision announced, stopping Rhodes and Sam. They turned towards him.

"In the eight years since Mr. Stark announced himself as Iron Man, the number of enhanced people has grown and during the same period, the number of world ending events has risen."

"So, it's Starks' fault?" You asked, leaning back in your seat with a tilted head. Tony scoffed from his spot on the couch, rolling his eyes.

"I'm saying, there might be a causality. Our very strength invites challenge, challenge insights conflict, and conflict... Breeds catastrophe. Oversight is not an idea that should be dismissed."

"I wish I understood half of what you said." You muttered softly, running your finger the leaf of a plant beside the seat. Natasha turned towards Tony, watching him.

"You're being uncharacteristic non-hyper verbal." Natasha pointed out softly as he looked at her with a deep sigh. Steve looked up from the Accords.

"It's cause he already made up his mind." Steve said, earning a small eye roll. Tony slowly sat up, rubbing the back of his head.

"Actually, I'm nursing a headache." He muttered as he stood up, walking towards the coffee machine. He poured himself some coffee and grabbed a bottle of pills before sighing and placing down a device. He showed an image of a young man.

"Oh, that's Charles Spencer, by the way. A great kid. Computer engineering degree, 3.6 GPA, had a floor level gig for the fall. He decided to spend his summer building sustainable housing for the people in Sokovia." Tony said, obviously agitated as he looked over everyone. You wondered why he now cared for the people who were injured during attacks.

"He wanted to make a difference although we'll never know cause we dropped a building on him while kicking ass." Everyone stayed silent as he spoke. You watched him take a pill, drinking it with the coffee.

"There's no decision making here. We need to be put in check. Whatever form that takes, I'm game. If we can't accept limitations, we're no better than the bad guys."

"Tony, when someone dies on your watch, you don't give up." Steve closed the Accords, looking at Tony with a frown.

"Who says we're giving up?"

"We are by not taking responsibilities for our actions. This document shifts the blame." Steve voiced his opinion, shrugging lightly.

"Steve, that is dangerously arrogant." Rhodes spoke up, shaking his head. Steve turned towards him.

"This is the United Nations we're talking about. It's not the world security counsel, it's not S.H.I.E.L.D, it's not HYDRA-"

"But it's run by people with agendas and agendas change." Steve pointed out as you rubbed your forehead, sighing softly. Both sides had good points but you sided with Steve. The team was obviously divided.

"What do you think, (Y/N)?" Vision asked, looking at you curiously. You licked your lips, gaze focusing on Tony.

"I'm curious as to why you care so much about this Charles guy. You've had, what was it? Eight years as Iron Man to care about the people who get hurt? Why now? Cause you realized one of those people could become the new you? Would you care this much about Charles if he had been a typical guy? No degree, no plans for the future, just a normal guy working a normal 9 to 5 job and just trying to make it through the week. I agree with Steve. What if something happens and they don't send us to help because it doesn't go with their agenda? People get hurt cause you've never set up a system to help after these things happen. You're a fucking billionaire, Tony. Make a company that's designed to help people get back on their feet after the Avengers bulldoze through cities." You said, legs crossing as you looked over everyone else. Steve gave a small nod, glad you were seeing his side. He checked his phone, abruptly standing and announcing he had to leave. You and the others watched him go in confusion.

"To answer your questions, I do care about normal people." Tony said, arms crossing. You let out a soft groan, leaning back in the couch.

"I'm sorry, what are you? Twelve? Didn't you turn twenty this year?" Tony cocked a brow, watching as you rolled your eyes and stood.

"Yeah, I did turn twenty. Surprised you knew considering you've never particularly liked me."

"Well, first impressions are everything and you did try impaling me with a branch."

"Maybe I should've."

"Alright, boys, let's calm down." Natasha called, placing a hand on your shoulder. You turned and walked towards the steps, heading down to your room at the facility. You entered and plopped down on the bed, running a hand through your hair. You tapped your foot on the ground, fingers going to the root bracelets in an attempt to relax. Wanda opened the door, closing it behind her and sitting beside you.

"What's wrong?" She asked softly, staring at you in concern. You weren't one to snap at others so quickly.

"There's so much going on. The Accords, my fucking powers, the sudden change in Nat and Tony, you possibly getting into trouble cause of the Lagos incident.. That could've been me." You breathed out. Wanda frowned, brows furrowing.

"No, it wouldn't have."

"I shot fire out of my hands and turned water to ice without meaning to. They're getting unpredictable." You looked at her, grip on the roots tightening. Wanda's gaze flickered to the window, making you turn. Part of the window was covered in a thin layer of ice.

"And that just proved my point."

"You're an incredible person, (N/N). Have faith in yourself. You'll gain control of them sooner or later. You have beautiful powers that could change and heal the world." Wanda pointed out gently, having you rest your head on her shoulder. She softly began to hum a lullaby. You didn't understand the words but her soft voice proved to be soothing.

"Thank you."

~~~~~~~~~~

"Why'd you call me again?" You asked, toying with the strings of your hoodie as you looked around the cafe. You had planned on taking a nap and watching a new show on Netflix but it seemed like Steve had other plans for you.

"Because I trust you and need your help." Steve replied, fixing his baseball cap as he tried avoiding eye contact with civilians.

"Really?" You asked softly. Steve nodded, offering a smile. He licked his lips, nodding to the tv. You turned, looking at the news. You really didn't have to considering what they were showing was right down the street.

"Your friend?" You looked back at Steve with a tilted head.

"We gotta find him before anyone else does." Steve said. You nodded, watching him. Steve had been desperately trying to find his friend, Bucky, since the attempt on Furys' life.

"I'll go in alone. We don't want to seem threatening or set him off by going in as a trio."

"(Y/N)? Being threatening? He can't even scare a baby!" Sam said in amusement, shooting you a playful grin.

"Right back at you, bird boy."

"I'm sorry, who here is named after the top bird of prey?" Sam asked, leaning forward slightly as Steve let out an amused sigh.

"Oh, I didn't know you were named after eagles." You responded, smiling in triumph when Sam huffed lightly.

"Come on, you two." Steve chuckled, leaving the cafe and heading down the sidewalk.

"I don't trust Stark." You told them, arms crossing. Sam glanced at you as Steve turned into an alleyway.

"Not surprised considering the little fight you two had."

"I think he had Vis keep an eye on me and Wanda. I snuck out while he was with Wanda in the kitchen." You told him, frowning.

"Firstly, I'm an adult-"

"That's questionable."

"-And secondly, he's not my dad." You took off the hoodie as Steve unlocked a car parked in the alleyway, giving Sam the duffle bag with his outfit. You looked at your phone when it buzzed, seeing texts from Clint.

Clint

Heard you had a fight with Stark

Clint

You're officially an Avenger now

You smiled softly, chuckling softly at the texts. You waited for the guys to finish changing before taking the earpiece from Steve. The apartment building had been nearby so you and Sam headed onto the roof while Steve entered.

"How well do you think this will go?" You asked Sam, looking for any sign of law enforcement.

"Wanna bet?"

"How much?" You looked at him, giving a small grin. Sam looked up at the sky for a moment, thinking it over.

"30 bucks. I bet this will go to shit and this dude will escape."

"I bet we'll get into serious shit but this dude will either come with us or get caught." You replied. Sam stuck out his hand, nodding. You shook it, chuckling softly. You turned your head, noticing movement.

"We've got company, Cap."

"They're approaching from the south." Sam added, attention focused on them. You heard Steve begin to talk to someone, watching the cars pull in and get ready. You turned your head, hearing the door to the roof open.

"Shit." You whispered, letting Sam pick you up and lift you into the air. You could hear the fight going on inside through the earpiece.

"Should we help?" You asked, glancing up at Sam.

"No clue." Sam replied, watching Bucky jump from the apartment onto the roof of another building. You noticed someone running at a high speed, jumping up onto the roof and knocking Bucky down.

"They have cat ears." You mumbled, pushing Sam's arms away.

"Deal with them." You motioned to the German police force on the roof, hoping down onto the roof. You raised your hand, a root shooting out and grabbing the strangers arm, refraining them from clawing at Bucky. Bucky turned his head, making eye contact with you. Your eyes widened when the man grabbed the root, using what felt like super strength to toss you off the roof. You quickly used a root to grab onto the side, breathing out a sigh of relief. Sam took care of a helicopter before flying by to grab you.

"Thanks." You breathed out, holding onto him as he followed the chase. Steve, Bucky, and the cat guy went into one of the tunnels. Sam flew in once there was an opening, trying to help Steve with the cat guy. You huffed when the cat guy grabbed Sam's ankle, pointing your hand at him and shooting a strong gust of air. The cat guy lost his grip monetarily but quickly grabbed on again. Bucky threw up an explosive so Sam quickly stopped, flinging the guy off him. Sam landed, walking past the rubble. You sighed, raising your hands as you and Sam were quickly surrounded by cops.

"Mom's gonna kill me." You whispered.

"That's what you're concerned about?" Sam asked, glancing at you in disbelief.

"We're getting arrested, (Y/N)!"

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