#aaaa yes i can front side

[rinniessance]

READY, SET, GO ༊*·˚ - satoru gojo x cam girl f!reader x suguru geto

your roommates, satoru gojo and suguru geto, find you in a compromising position: legs spread, toys ready, camera recording. what do you do in this situation? you ask them to join, of course.

꒰ warnings: nsfw - mdni .ᐟ.ᐟ non-curse au. reader is a cam girl. threesome (mfm), everyone is kinda gross in this, unprotected sex, double penetration in one hole, kinda manipulation, slight degradation (they call you slut a lot), consensual filming. pure filth ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ // word count: 1.8k ꒱ ꒰ notes: i have been possessed by a horny demon aaaa save me .ᐟ.ᐟ꒱

fuck, how did this happen? you were always so careful, double checking your schedules, triple checking theirs, making sure that yes, your roommates, gojo satoru and geto suguru, will be gone and away. because the situation you find yourself in right now is exactly what you were scared of the most: they should’ve been away, they were not supposed to be home until 3 hours later so you didn’t lock your door. you were laying on the bed, your camera positioned at your feet, capturing the perfect view of your spread legs and wet pussy as you lay against the headboard. you didn’t notice them coming back – which led you to not hold back your next cry of pleasure.

“yo, is everything good?” gojo asks as he knocks on your door. and because you are a dumb dumb whore who decided not to lock the door, it swings open.

gojo is met with the heavenly sight: his cute and quiet roommate impaled on a 10 inch dildo, wearing the skimpiest piece of cute pink lingerie, moaning and whimpering to hundreds of people online. the moment you meet his eyes, something akin to electricity and dread runs through your body. satoru is looking at you with wide eyes, panting like a dog. you want to stop, you have to stop, but you can see that he’s getting shamelessly hard, bulge in his grey sweatpants growing more prominent with each passing minute.

“satoru, what the fuck is goi- ?” geto stops mid-sentence as he observes the obscene scene in front of him: gojo looking like he’s two second away from fucking you right there and then, and you, little pretty doe caught in the headlights, looking between them, still pumping silicone cock in and out of you.

as you glance away from their scrutinizing eyes for a second, you realize something.

you’re still live-streaming.

how bad would it be to do what you’re thinking of doing next? pretty fucking bad.

but you have never been known to make good decisions.

“wanna join?”

gojo is moving towards you before you even finish the sentence. when he towers over you, he pulls the dildo out, making you whine.

“don’t worry, pretty, you won’t be needing it anymore. we will give you something much better to moan about,” satoru says as he trails his hand down, cupping your sex with his hand and shoving his fingers inside while the flat of his palm slowly grinds against your clit. you let out a pornographic moan, the type they always claim is fake, and immediately clench around him. gojo chuckles and licks your lips – not kissing you yet, wanting to see how much longer he can play with you before you start begging.

chat goes wild.

[y/nmegafan]: was this planned??

[hereforher]: there is no way this is not staged !!

[urmumlol]: who cares stfu it’s still hot af

“satoru, don’t be mean, you know the rules with the girls like her,” geto drawls as he nears the bed at your opposite side. girls like me? you’re beyond confused but satoru is pumping fingers at just the right angle, that all the logical thinking has long taken a walk.

“aw, common, let me have fun once in a while.”

“please, satoru, don’t be a child. you know the consequences of your fun, i don’t know if i want that with someone we live.”

somehow, you felt offended at their insinuation you cannot handle their definition of fun. are they not seeing what you do for the living?

“i’m pretty sure i can take whatever you think fun is.”

geto throws a quick smile to gojo.

gotcha.

“well, since you asked so nicely, sweetheart. how about we put on a real show?” suguru says to the camera and nods to satoru. white haired man strips of his clothes in record time, and lays down on the bed, dragging you down to lay on top of his chest.

“how nice of you, you kept this cunt all warm and ready for us, heh?” gojo is mocking you from behind. you can only whine as you heavy breathe in anticipation: the tip of his cock is playing with you entrance, taunting your hole as it clenches around nothing.

“shut up and put it in.”

all of a sudden, geto is squeezing your cheeks and looks directly into your eyes.

“nuh-uh, you don’t tell us what to do now. we fuck how we want to fuck you.”

satoru hooks your legs over his arms and spreads them apart while suguru takes his friend’s cock in his hand and starts pumping it slowly, beads of pre-cum already leaking from the tip. geto runs his finger across the slit, spreading the dripping fluid to the base of gojo’s dick.

“you better be ready, pretty girl.”

geto positions gojo’s length against your weeping entrance and satoru thrusts all the way in. he fills you in one hard stroke, stretch wide and painful, even after you already fucked yourself with the toy. you couldn’t see gojo’s dick from your position but by the way it immediately bruises your cervix is enough to tell you how big he is. you mewl pathetically and try to grab onto something but suguru takes your hands in his instead. almost as if out of thin air, he’s holding your underwear.

“hands are a distraction.”

he ties your hands and pushes them above your and satoru’s heads as gojo sets a brutal pace – his hips are fucking in and out of you, frustratingly hitting your gummy spot every single time, making you scrunch your eyes and nose. his arms are snaked around your waist and boobs to keep you in place while using your leaking cunny however he wants. his thick tip is kissing your bundle of nerves, sending shivers all over your body – you can feel the tingling all the way in your fingertips and toes.

raven-haired man positions himself above you and satoru, taking off his pants and underwear and dropping them somewhere by the bed. you’re delirious from how gojo is rutting into you, calculated strokes of hips, so you don’t notice when geto is sliding his cock between your folds, massaging your throbbing clit with his tip. the sudden metal feel on your skin lights up your nerves with the delicious realization – geto has a king’s crown piercing.

“yeah, i thought you’d like that. acting all innocent when we’re around but this is what you actually do in your free time? disgusting.”

your cunt tightens around satoru’s cock at the words, making him chuckle.

“shit, you should’ve felt the way she just clenched around me. dirty slut likes it.”

geto slaps your clit with his cockhead, making you tremble; his piercing putting just enough additional stimulation, it starts sending you over the edge. gojo continues moving his hips but you can feel that he is losing his rhythm.

“shit, don’t know if i can hold on any longer.”

“that’s okay, i’ll fuck her hard enough for both of us.”

suguru continues giving you the pussy job, moving his leaking cock up and down in between your folds, playing with your sensitive nub with his tip, slapping it slightly just as satoru hits your special spot extra hard. gojo is panting and whining in your ear, scrunching his eyes as he spills his seed into you, milky spurts of cum painting your walls white.

“fuu-ck, ngghh, she feels so fucking good. such a good cunt,” satoru mumbles in a feverish pleasure. he keeps up the pace, fucking his cum back into you, making sure every last drop stays. geto is still playing with your clit, slow and purposeful circles, finally taking you over the edge.

the orgasm washes over you in waves, like a tsunami, it’s anticipated – yet you’re still drowning in it. your mouth hangs open, drool escaping the corners of it, and you shake in gojo’s arms. he pinches one of your nipples and you let out a painful moan, trying to squirm away. he’s still pulsating inside you, and the second wave of ecstasy makes your toes curl, fingernails digging into your own palms.

it’s repulsive how quickly they made you feel this good.

“common, give us one more.”

as you’re about to protest, satoru spreads your legs again, this time even wider, which allows suguru to start pushing in.

“no, no, satoru’s still inside me, it’s too much nnnggg!” you whine but neither of them are listening. gojo quickly shoves his fingers into your mouth, making you gag around them. you're left nothing but to obediently suck on them, making yourself drool.

“we told you we’ll fuck you however we want, didn’t we?”

your cunt obediently stretches out to accommodate geto’s thick cock. gojo moans behind you as he feels his best friend slide into the tight heat next to him – he’s sensitive from his orgasm, and contact with geto sends him into overstimulation.

you close your eyes as your tiny pussy is being deliciously torn by your roommates’ cocks. suguru buries himself all the way in one harsh stroke before starting to slide in and out of your sloppy pussy. the wet sounds of the mixed fluids, your and satoru’s cum leaking out of your abused hole, makes your cheeks burn yet it’s impossible to feel shame right now. god, it’s impossible to think when it feels this good.

satoru’s slender finger circles around your clit, glistening pearl beginning for attention. you whimper and whine at the added stimulation, and it’s all too much – your body not recovered fully from your previous orgasm – as it’s rushing towards another ecstatic relief. suguru keeps up his bruising pace, making satoru start moving his hips too as he’s hardening up again.

two men find the perfect rhythm almost immediately – it makes you think how many time they have done this before. while suguru is pushing in, satoru is pushing out and it almost feels like they are tearing you at the seams – and you’re thankful for it. gojo’s still rubbing your clit and geto’s cock is reaching all the right spots: when his piercing hits your spongy nerve bundles just at the right angle, your body is giving in. your shaking form is fully visible to camera, orgasm washing off you and making you tremble in satoru’s hold. both men cum in unison with you, and it’s vulgar and indecent, the concoction that they keep fucking in and out of your abused cunt.

the mix of your cum is dripping down your thighs, down satoru’s dick and his balls. the squelching sounds bounce around the room, and you’re shocked you can still feel shame. mixed fluids stick to your thighs as satoru moves you around, and you know the bedsheets are a total mess. god, you’re so tired, you just want to go to sleep now.

“hey hey, don’t go falling asleep on us now. it’s time for take 2.”

#꒰ྀི penned by ange ꒱ྀི #gojo x reader #satoru gojo x reader #jjk x reader #gojo x you #satoru gojo x you #satoru gojo x y/n #gojo x y/n #jjk x you #jjk smut #gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru x reader #satoru gojo smut

[moonchild-in-blue]

Hey, remember that time II kissed Vessel's arm? Okay byyeeeee :D

Well HELLO GOOD MORNING TO YOU TOO

(yes i did see this before i went to bed but i was wayyy too eepie to reply)

I hope you know this has just set the mood for my entire day so. I'm gonna be extra yearning and soft and whiny 👍 Sorry about that guys, I'm a pathetic wet cat of a person 😞

He could've hugged him. He could've high fived. He could've done that guy thing where they slap each other's butts and it's totally platonic and wholesome and hilarious.

AND YET. Mr. Daddy Twofoot (cmon guys, catch up on the name) KISSED??? HIS ARM??? On the sensitive soft part too?????

Like. Okay. Yeah yeah, the boyfriends, etc etc. But let me be actually serious for a second here.

(hello this turned out to be way longer and sappy than i intended so)

Do you see how effortless that was? He didn't hesitate for a second. How often do you see two guys (who I'm assuming are straight) be this affectionate with each other? A kiss on the inner arm is *such* a tender, intimate gesture, regardless of gender/sexuality - a type of action that is not usually expected between straight men.

And I don't know, I find it incredibly endearing and important to see that, as much as they do all that funny sexy stuff for the fans (and for themselves too - they seem to have so so much fun), these type of actions seem to be a part of their regular off-stage interactions. You can feel how genuinely good friends they all are.

And in the case of Vessel and ii, the founders of Sleep Token and the major force behind it all - how surreal and incredible it must be for them to get to experience all of this together. To see their hard work paying off. To stand proudly in front of literal thousands of people side by side with your best friend??? HELLO???

It's such a small thing, but I carries so much weight ya know? Like yeah dude, I love you and I'm proud of you, and you did a wonderful job. Isn't it SO touching???

I just LOVE to see it. Men who are vulnerable and affectionate around each other, who are comfortable in it, who shows us that yes, platonic friendships and pda are beautiful and important and in no way make you any less of a men. Which is something a LOT of dudebros in the metal scene would benefit in knowing.

I just. I don't know bro. Vessel x ii interactions mean the whole word to me. I was just talking with someone a few days ago of just how far Vessel has come in his music journey, and even within Sleep Token, the difference between One days and now is. Nothing short of astronomical. It feels almost miraculous, yet it is anything bUT, because we know how much effort V and ii put into making the music we so love. And of course iii, although not part of the creation process, has been with them from the beginning as well.

Can you imagine how overwhelmingly awesome and scary it must be for them?? And what are the odds of after a few years of changes, they somehow found the perfect person to complete them? SO MUCH SO, that you can see just how close iii and iv are BY THEIR MIRRORING ATTIRES?? HELLOOOOO ???? SOULMATES FR FR

Aaaa I feel like I'm going off on a huge tangent, and I am stopping now before I bring up the German Rituals and Wembley. December was a wild month omg I have not recovered yet.

I just!!! My heart!!! I love them. Vessel PLEASE I have been begging on my hands and knees, PLEASE PLEASE give your drummer a smooch omg he deserves it poor guy has the twinkliest prettiest eyes ever how can you NOT 🥺✨💙

Anyways. Yes, I do remember. Good gif 🙂👍

#good morning sleep token tumblr family #i am in SHAMBLES already 👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍 #someone please come shatter my bones or kiss my mouth because I don't think I can do this much longer #it's Missing The Vessels hours #more specifically. It's Missing Mister Vessel the First hours #my mostest beloved 😔 i am legitimately about to cry yall i am having an emotional crisis #if anyone wants to come over and watch the Room Below show you are SO welcomed #sleep token #darya answers

[uplatterme]

I FINISHED THE ATTENDANT!THOMA ONE FINALLY AAAA.

Should the next one be Consort!Aether, RoyalScientist!Albedo or Childe/Scara as a War Prisoner?

So, Thoma was hired as your personal attendant a couple years back when you took the throne. 

At first, he was nervous and stiff, which he later admitted was due to the fact he was a bit intimidated by you at first. 

Over time, seeing pretty much every side of you and going on a fair amount of adventures with him in the realm of politics, he loosened up. 

Eventually he even considered himself a close friend instead of just a hired hand. 

In recent times however… something else had been growing. 

From admiration and pride to be serving such a person.. to a strange feeling in his stomach whenever he looked for too long.

A feeling that filled his chest and made him feel like he could burst. 

He even asked the royal physician if it was some sort of condition… which ended with him being shoo’d out of the office. 

It got especially bad when you teased him. 

Sometimes you’d partially unbutton your shirt and loosen your tie when going over documents

Other times you’d hug him from behind to catch him off guard

And there was this one time when… well, it makes him flustered just thinking about it- but you’d ordered him to eat something off your plate “to make sure it isn’t poisoned”. He’d ended up sat next to you being fed finger foods and cakes. 

He almost cried in embarrassment that night- especially when a maid walked in and saw them.

Thoma cleared his throat, his face still feeling hot just thinking about that incident. Archons, it was like you meant for that to happen with the way you looked so smug after..

“Actually.. speaking of her, it’s actually time to go wake her up..” he mumbled to himself, lifting his pocket watch up to his face. 

His footsteps rang down the hall, the castle already bustling with life even at this early hour. Maids swept the floors and bookshelves, the kitchen was alive with the sound of pots and pans, and someone was practicing the violin somewhere on a balcony.

The sounds and smells of the castle at this hour were so familiar to him at this point. He hummed to the tune of the distant instrument, opening the large wooden doors to your room when- 

“Good morning, your gra-“ he stopped mid-sentence… “um… y-your grace? why are you not dressed yet..?” He said, fumbling with his words. You sat on the bed, a silken robe the only thing covering you. The top part was just loose enough that your chest was in view, and the bottom part was certainly.. short. 

“Mmm? Is there something wrong, dear?” You asked, sleepily. Your eyes trailed up to your attendant’s flushed face, him looking anywhere but at you. You mouth curled into a smile. 

“It’s almost time for breakfast… should you not already be dressed, your majesty?” He finally looked at you, his hand coming up to cover his mouth and cheeks. He let out a sigh before turning to your closet, beginning to rummage through it for something for you to quickly put on before the day’s start. 

You stand up, quietly waking up behind him. Just as he stood back up, you wrapped your arms around him, pushing yourself against him. He gasped “Your grace- what are you doing??” He whisper-yelled at you. 

“Thoma” you whispered into his ear. He froze, not a single muscle moving. Well, except for the one moving his blood around, considering how hot his face flat by now. “Can you do something for me, dear?”

He swallowed thickly, “Yes, your majesty.. what do you need?”. Your hands came to grip his waist, at which he jumped slightly. “Could you go ahead and sit on the bed for me?” your breath was hot on his ear. 

“O-oh… of course..” he replied, walking back and sitting once you released him. You follow, standing in front of him. You leaned down, one hand coming to his hips as you begin to suck on his neck. 

“Wh- your grace what- mm.. what’re you d-doing” his whole body tensed as you began to push him down onto the bed, taking your sweet time with marking him up. “Something I’ve been thinking about for a long time now..”

“The reason I’ve been rejecting so many suitors.. is because none of them can compare..” your hand made its way under his shirt and up his chest- his breathing becoming more erratic as you do. “How can I think of some far-off suitor when the perfect prince has been served to me on a silver platter..?”

He moaned your name at both the implied praise, and that your hand had begun toying with his nipple. “F-fuck.. please~” he whined, grabbing at your other hand. A chuckle escaped your mouth as you swiftly brought a knee to his crotch. Using the hand on his hip, you pushed him into it, moving your knee to match the movements. 

His hand snapped up to his mouth to try to muffle his surprised moans at this action. You scoff, stopping all movement. “wh-why’d you stop..?” He whined, moving his hips to try to get some friction. 

“You shouldn’t hide those cute little noises from me..” you say, grabbing his hands and tying them with a nearby scarf for good measure. He squirmed under you, “Is that really n-necessary?”. “Mhm”

He purses his lips and looks away. His eyes widened when his shirt was pulled over his head, resting on his arms. Your knee came back to its rightful place between his legs, and he shamelessly began grinding himself on it. He gasped and whimpered when your mouth closed over his nipple, sucking and licking it. Your hands toyed with him, manipulating his body effortlessly. 

Thoma just couldn’t help himself- the whole situation was too hot for him to handle. He began whining about being close, his eyes tearing up and his hips loosing control. 

Yet again, however, you stopped. Before he could begin whining, your hands had already pulled down his pants and underwear. He let out a squeak, looking away from his hard-on in embarrassment. “So excited just for me, huh dove~?” you teased, your hands already touching his tip. 

“Mmh- haaah~~ I- I can’t! Please, don’t stop,” “I don’t plan to, little dove” 

Your hands enveloped him, jerking him off at a quick pace that had him squirming and begging. He wasn’t even sure what anymore, whines of “please!” And versions of your name or title slipping from his drooling, open mouth. 

His eyes rolled back as ropes of cum shot from his cock, spilling onto his stomach as tears rolled down his cheeks.

His head fell to the side, panting. “Your grace.. I…” he caught his breath for a moment, looking into your eyes with adoration. “Thank you..”

“Oh, Thoma..” you tut, “I’m not even close to being done with you..”

A maid with a tray walked up to the two giant wooden doors, the pastries on her tray still warm from the oven. She knocked before pushing open the doors. 

“Your breakfast, your eminence..” she bowed her head, then looked at you. You gestured to your desk, and she swiftly set the tray down. 

“Thank you, Reylin,” you say, waving her out the door. 

Her eyes widened as she noticed the blonde man laying in your bed, drool still running out of his mouth, and dark marks littering his neck and chest. 

She quickly made her way out, blushing madly at the sight. 

The consorts would not be happy about this… 

-🕊️ anon

oh my god. i’m blushing.

he’s so *screams*

fuck being an attendant, he’ll be your lifetime partner now 😠

#also just a note #id really appreciate it if the thirsts are used with they/them pronouns #JSHFBSJ #because i don’t really use she/her… #BTW I LOVED THIS THIRST DW #🕊 you’re the best <3 #dear: 🕊 anon #sub genshin impact #sub genshin #thirsts for blake

[fumiku]

Hear ye hear ye!

I come bringing two Dungeon Meshi marchil fanfics to share

Enough

He got crumbs of it in moments, here and there, and it would be more than enough to last the winter. Chil knew how to live on little, with only what he could afford. But love? Love he had had enough of for a lifetime.

I'll start with the shorter one that I wrote first, a quick Chilchuck POV 1.3k words oneshot that's bittersweet if not just plainly sad. It’s about repressing a crush essentially, but the marchil is mostly a front for a character study about Chilchuck’s complex feelings on his marital situation and love in general. I’ve been told many times in comments that even without shipping marchil it was enjoyable, so give it a shot if that sounds interesting!

He soaked her in, like hard bread softening in broth.

Grind Me Down Sweetly

Even years after their journey into the dungeon, Marcille wasn’t quite over her existential dread over short lifespans… And it showed. Every other day, she came by to Chilchuck’s locksmith shop with a shocking lack of locks to smith.

Coffeeshop au except it’s not an au and there’s no coffeeshop. This one is a long oneshot of 17k words, and contains flashbacks that are meant to loosely span over a year. This fic can pretty much be entirely read as platonic. They’re just close friends but they give married energy is all. Slice of life and cozy with a side of banter & tsundere behavior, and existential dread hurt/comfort as the cherry on the sundae. It contains some classic Dungeon Meshi things like storytelling through cooking and sharing meals~ If you like the Marcille and Chilchuck dynamic in canon, this is pretty much just a bunch of that, shenanigans abound!

She clung to her friends like time was always running out.

Blonde hair is the epitome of beauty to him meanwhile his greying hair brings her existential despair. I am composed and collected about this

"I am going to chase you out with a broom"

Some related-ish memes I made!

Extra author notes and marchil rambling under cut

With how chil is so irritable and private about romance and his feelings it makes sense that their romance would have passive-agressive energy. Are they just friends or pining? Oh wouldn’t you like to know. Are they just lightheartedly bantering or is he legitimately pissed or are they blinking in morse code their true feelings at each other? Yes

My post-canon timeline is Chilchuck lives a nice life living alone in his house-shop except his friends all visit him and care, and even though he likes living alone it’s also bittersweet and every corner of his life is haunted by the ones he loves and loved and the moments he had with them. That’s it that’s all I want… (mostly the nice life part lol)

My marchil manifesto is that she grows on him stubbornly like fungal yeast and it brings out his flavor like beer <3 Because she stubbornly puts her nose everywhere and refuses to give up on getting closer to her friends and it makes him open up and repress his feelings less and aaaa <33 Obligatory shout out to the dunmeshi discord serv for engaging with my rambles

For someone who dislikes alcohol I’m having so much fun working beer metaphors and stuff into the writing, Chilchuck has all the fun motifs to play with fr... Traps, lockpicking, married life, work, destitution, starvation, rejection, repression, opening urself up to the world. Give me the most domestic fluff and give it a subtle foundation of angst and hurt comfort 👌

And I do think that Marcille takes a particular interest in Chilchuck especially because he’s so set on being a closed book as well. Yeah she def is like 👀 at him. Aaah the way she wants to meet his family so bad 😭💕 I think she romanticizes him & his family life/idealizes him as a virtuous husband a lot too. Like how she tends to think of things in a more flowery story-like way.

I do compare him to bread and her to soup in that he soaks up in her warm vibes and softens up. Which has become a personal favorite. He was bread, she was soup, can I make it any more obvious /lyr Soggy bread Chilchuck is so funny to me. Like, you know that rock solid bread but then you soak it in soup and then it just becomes the softest crumbliest thing. I think Chilchuck is a really hard bread that will break your teeth if you don’t put him in some soup beforehand. Or wine. I wracked my brain a lot about what food Chil would like (because his Adventurer’s Bible profile just says he love alcohol and hates sweet dishes rip) and I end up giving him a bread motif a lot, since it pairs well with alcohol and whatnot.

With marchil I either do unrequited angst because Chilchuck will NOT allow himself to feel, or the most domestic fluffy shit ever but in a mostly platonic dimension because once again -gestures at Chilchuck- But in a true Marcille "If I was Chilchuck’s wife" Donato fashion she manages to get her nose into the most stubborn’s people stuff like a barnacle and it’s. So married people coded anyways. They’re a lil messed up but it’s ok they’ll iron out those bumps. Ironing because they are gonna do the most domestic chores together 🔥🔥 MARRIEDCORE I TELL YOU I should get around to making more fics and more different vibes though, I already have a bunch of prompts written down~

Even more rambling and headcanons!!

I hc that when he gets his shop all his living quarters are half-foot sized so whenever the party comes to visit they suffer sitting down at the dinner table and whatnot

There’s a very specific horror in not being able to grow old with your loved one… It’s gotta be rough being in a relationship where you don’t mature at the same speed/rate. It must be so heartbreaking to turn around and your lover suddenly looks 70 while you’re still like 26 Chilchuck living until he lives with either Meijack or Flertom or at the castle and spends his days grumbling about people being even more incompetent than they used to be real. He can live longer than 50 🙏 come on peepaw you can make it to 70. He’s got so many friends ready to nurse him, prob while he complains about it. This is why I find elderly half-foots a funny mental picture. For a while I wondered if half-foots aged visually much at all in the traditional sense, and then I remembered these.

In my post-canon headcanons I’ve adopted the idea that Marcille doesn’t do her hair, it’s always someone else making her hairdos like an attendant or Kabru and like maybe Falin learns. In the "it takes a village to raise someone" community mutual aid energy… And the rare times where the task befalls Chilchuck he learns how to put it in a single braid (even if it’s so much hair for him to hold in his small hands all at once rip) because the one time he braided it in two in canon it reminded him of Meijack and gave him psychic damage. WHICH. Ohhh my god you have no idea how much I care about Chilchuck’s daughters now. After writing the first half of Grind Me Down Sweetly I am forever changed I know them all by name and know everything there is to know about them, I am making so many headcanons every day… Meijack wears thigh-high boots because she hates when sand, dirt or snow gets in her shoes- I have fanart coming up of them over at @fuumiku and I’d love making fics centered around them as well eventually yippee The angst of old senile Chilchuck still tying marcille's hair... Old senile chilchuck confusing marcille for one of his daughters… "Have you gotten taller? Oh how much you’ve grown" -breaking his neck looking up at her- I want Chilchuck to get the top notch elder treatment.

Ok this is the alcoholism tangent. I really want to believe Chilchuck can be super old, but… Realistically he’s gonna drink himself to an early grave, he’s a work hard play hard kinda guy.

Marcille would be horrified if she knew the extent of it fr fr, but I do think it’d drive a wedge between them if she tried getting him to lay off of it… If he’s open to it though that’d be so nice and sweet. Hey hey btw did you know, Chilchuck is canonically underweight due to extremely strict dieting and alcohol can act as a good hunger suppressant! Lots of issues to dig into here It’d be cute if his daughters visit him often and collectively keep tabs on him in a caring way. It’s less cute actually beinh the daughter and having to deal with it but- CHILCHUCK IS WORTH IT okay!!! Where’s that meme of "You can fix him? So is 5 other people y’all look like a construction crew" bc this increasingly looks like ‘Marcille Senshi Laios Izutsumi and his family make sure he doesn’t poison himself like a dog with chocolate’ mission.

Truly for some people reason just flies out the window when it comes to alcohol, coherence gives way to excuses. He reminds of someone I know who got a grave disease that’s worsened by alcohol and just. Continues to take it regularly. You know that thing that’s said where "an alcoholic parent will have 2 kids, one will grow to be alcoholic too while the other will never touch a drop of alcohol" and Chilchuck is def the first I think. He gives the vibe that he’d say "An alcoholic parent puts a strain on familial relationships?? Pshh, my father was and look at me! I turned out great!". I don’t think Chil could really get shaken out of it at this point tbh, seems very ingrained in him, would prob fight it back. I relate with my own familial situation ughh. Maybe if he realized how it hurt the people around him and not only himself though…. I’d def like to see him ease up on it. Drinking is often a social activity though. That gives me hope, especially with the whole dunmeshi lesson of sharing meals, that he might be able to/have recontextualized how or when he likes to take alcohol, that alcohol is better when you have others with you and you’re still able to talk and whatnot. Chilchuck says that he’s pretty picky with alcohol tho, like he has specific tastes or a high bar. Laios can ban good beer in the kingdom and then Chilchuck just stops because it all tastes awful and he’s not rich enough to import. The brewery he likes mysteriously burns down in a fireball incident one night. Marcille risks prison for her loved ones part 2, now with diplomatic immunity! ✨

I have hcs about Chil’s family dynamic, about his daughters and how alcoholism or workaholism may have affected everyone (not me inferring that Puckpatti being the most idealistic and optimistic from Chil’s daughters is probably a result from her being the youngest and perhaps Chil being the most often at work during that time and so she was mostly raised by her mother without much involvement from him). That’s a topic for another day though, for now I leave you all with thoughts of Flertom painting flowers on a shitty ceramic mug when she was 3 and Chil begrudgingly asking Marcille advice on picking a birthday gift for Puckpatti :) Oh yeah, because if we look at the timeline in The Adventurer’s Bible and combine it with when Chilchuck said that "Due to certain circumstances he hasn’t seen his wife or daughters in years" in the Senshi backstory chapter, besides letters with Flertom he has seemingly not seen them in 4 years. 4 YEARS. Thank god dungeons disappeared, it took that much for him to retire

#dungeon meshi #fanfiction #chilchuck tims #marcille donato #marchil #CHILCHUCK IS UNDER ATTACK!! #Breaking news #old man who refuses to open his heart and accept love fighting for his life against nosy friend #Everyone thinks Laios is the rabid dog of the party but when it comes to Chilchuck it totally becomes Marcille and I love that for them #My favorite marchil dynamic is that they’re close friends but they give married energy #not casual reminder at all that Chilchuck is canonically underweight #Y’all that follow my meme dumps are getting a sneak peek #So many headcanons and so much rambling oops #A lot of it’s copy pasted from the dunmeshi discord hi friendos #fumiku fanfic #fumiku fics

[lovelaetter]

thoughts on stepsis!wendy teaching reader on how to use a vibrator because she’s so needy all the time :(( like irene going out and buying a pink bullet vibrator for reader because she can always hear her at night and reader would be embarrassed that she was heard– like just aaaa

i will guess you meant wendy again the second bit instead of irene!

CW: STEPCEST

i actually can see wendy tossing the box with it inside your room and being “this will help you!” 😭

but you turning for her for help because you don’t really know how to use the vibrator? you try it but it doesn’t feel right so you turn and toss in your bed, thinking and rethinking if it’s a good idea to go for her until one day you just get up in the middle of the night and knock at her door with the vibrator in hand and it goes like “what?” “i don’t know how to use this” “what do you you don’t know? i hear you touching yourself every night” and you get so embarrassed because how could she just throw things at your face like that :( but she also feels a little guilty and pulls inside her room… totally not because you’re her little sister and she has a soft spot for you or because she has touched herself multiple times too to the sound of your moans-

a little awkward at first, the two of you sitting side to side in her bed but then she asks what do you want to know or how and you ask if she can show you how she does and oh, does her heart skip a beat because how is she supposed to deny it to you? conclusion, wendy nude against the bed frame while you sit in front of her, watching every movement of hers :( she thinks it’s cute how you blush when she spreads her legs and reveals to be already wet and even more when you look away for a moment when she finally starts touching herself. goes with her activities for some minutes, your eyes fixed on the way she moves.

after a few minutes she realizes that it isn’t going anywhere if you just stare so she stops and bluntly asks if you want her to do it for you :( and you say yes a little to eagerly, which makes her get wetter… she thinks she’s so sick in the head :( changes positions and tells you to lay back against the headboard and spread your legs. is so soft with you, first asks you to show her how you like and is mesmerized by the sight of you touching yourself, starting to touch you by getting closer and running her hands on your thighs, making you shiver. it’s so obvious that it isn’t about her teaching anything anymore but straight up fucking, but you two don’t say a thing and keep on the pretending, her turning the vibrator on and placing it against your cunt, trying to explain things but it’s all random shit and you’re not listening, just watching her and trying to hold your moans. keeps asking if you are okay, if you want to stop, until a moment you pull her closer and kiss her… she totally melts in your arms :(

things get so intimate then, her kissing down your neck to your tits and keeping a steady hand on the toy, changing to the highest setting and making sure to hold it against your clit. shushes you with a kiss when you start telling her you’re about to cum since she knows how loud you can be :( thinks the sight of you shaking in her arms is the cutest thing and can’t help but laugh when she goes to cuddle you but you say you want to touch her too and show her that you learned.

#asks #red velvet smut #wendy smut #cw: stepcest

[hitomisuzuya]

AAAA MY KUNI REQ FIC YOU WROTE IT ITS SO GOOOOOD-

If i may be so bold, i’ll request another one.

Brat taming Wanderer when he’s being insufferable as part of his uh…rehabilitation by Nahida

a/n: Ohhhhh brat taming with the Wanderer. I..I am going to have so much fun writing this!❤️ I hope you enjoy. I'm glad you enjoyed your Kuni request.

Wanderer x fem!reader. Brat taming. Wanderer being an absolutely insufferable brat. Smut.

The Wanderer had been an absolute brat all day. And you had had enough. You stormed after him when he turned away away from you. You'd asked him to go for a walk with you in Sumeru, his response being, "No offense, but I wish everyone would fuck off right now."

It's not that he didn't want to be around you. He always did. Wanderer was a sore loser though. He didn't want to admit this but he was angry at himself at failing to become a God.

You were supposed to have ruled by his side, his Queen as he finally passed judgement on everyone that he deemed deserved it. He was going to give you the life you deserved. One you both deserved. Sumeru would fall at your feet if he'd had it his way. People would consider you a divine figure just like him.

You slammed his bedroom shut before he could leave. "That is it!" You seethed, "I have had up to here with your attitude!" You hovered your hand way above his hat to emphasize your point.

You were so angry, but you knew what you had to do. Fucking him would quiet him down. Brat taming was very necessary in your relationship. And boy was there a brat that needed to be tamed right in front of you.

Wanderer glared at you. "What did you just say?" You further aggravated him by gently flicking his hat off his head. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed your wrist. Suddenly, your demeanor changed gears. The way you giggled quietly, moving to press yourself up against him was intriguing.

He put his hands on your hips, letting you rub up against him. "What? You want to apologize?" You looked up at him, waiting for slightest smirk to tug at the corner of his lips. "I'd prefer you on your knees though."

There it was, the expression you'd been waiting for. Wanderer thought he'd won. He was so used to you submitting to him that he never expected you to get dominant. It actually turned him on when you used sex as weapon against him. It was like a whole new form of seduction.

You made your move. Putting your hands on his shoulders, you shoved him down on his bed. Straddling him, you rolled your hips slowly over his growing erection. He struggled feebly underneath you for a moment before he gave up.

He moaned, gyrating his erection between your legs. You laughed, leaning down to lick his lips. "What's the matter, Wanderer?" You cooed, "I thought you wanted everyone to leave you alone "

Wanderer may have submitted physically, but he was going to be quiet about it. "You bitch," he snarled, "you are enjoying aren't you?"

"So what if I am?" You were starting to feel wet. You held yourself back from grinding too hard against him, swallowing a shaky sigh. If you showed any sign of weakness, he would turn the tables on you in a heartbeat. You always had be very careful taming him. He was usually the dominant one, not you. "You are enjoying yourself too, aren't you. I can practically feel your precum soaking into my pants."

"Then shut up and make me cum," Wanderer tried to sound domineering, but it didn't work. He moaned, needy and impatient.

"No," you said flatly, stopping all motion of your hips. "Say please first." One way or another, you would make him submit to you. When he opened his mouth to respond, he felt your hand wrap around his throat, making him instantly compliant. He shivered, his cock growing harder.

"Now, are you going to go on a walk with me tonight. I'm not fucking you until you say yes. I'll leave you hard all night if that's what it takes."

"Fine, I'll go!" He scoffed. He couldn't take it anymore. You drive him crazy when you acted like this, his head spinning with lust. You stroked his hair once he finally could bury his cock to the hilt inside your pussy.

Two steps forward, three steps back. You let him fuck you until he was content. You had to reward your brat, after all.

#genshin impact #genshin smut #wanderer #wanderer smut #wanderer x reader #wanderer x you #wanderer x y/n

[b4mpyre-k1zz3s]

Hcs of dating chris raab and being a part of cky? Or if you don't do headcannons maybe something short about Halloween with the cky guys!

Be Afraid!

Y/N is (un)lucky enough to spend their Halloween with the Cky guys.

Gn!Reader

1.6k Words

(Fluff)

Warnings: Suggestive content, crude language, urine, fear

An: Aaaa I had so much fun with this ask!! I always loved Halloween, especially haunted houses, and I think you can definitely tell from this! XD

“Wow…” Bam leaned up against the snack table, eyes on the tv, the orange plastic tablecloth wrinkling under his hand, “That is just re-goddamn-diculous.” He smirked and furrowed his brow unbelievingly, turning to you, the vampire fangs he stuck in glinting in the light from the chandelier. “I mean, who even comes up with this shit?” Popping one of those Pillsbury pumpkin cookies into your mouth, you shrugged, “I dunno. Final Destination’s just like that! They’re makin’ a new one this year too...” The sugar cookie was still warm and gooey in your mouth, the fake vanilla scent filling your nostrils, ”Mmmm. God, tell April she did a great job with these- they’re spectacular.”

“Aaaahh!!” Your head whipped around as you heard a shriek from the kitchen. “Bam!” April called out- you could tell she really was upset at him with how she split his name up into two syllables. He snickered, not assuaging your nerves in the slightest as you created into the kitchen to go see whatever trouble he caused.

There, on the clear plastic middle shelf of the fridge, was the fakest looking severed head you had ever seen. It had to have been stolen from some cosmetology school dumpster and dunked in ketchup, but you could bet April fell for it- you did too for a second before you caught the blank look in its eyes. You couldn't help from snickering as you heard Bam in the other room, cracking up as his mom gave him a few smacks on the arm. What a start to the night.

You made your way over to the kitchen table, laden with solo cups of beer, standing near Ryan and Novak’s team. Novak bounced one of the ping pong balls that Dico Sharpied to look like eyeballs on the dark table, turning to glance at you, “Hey, Y/N! Wanna join? It’s me and Dunn against the mad scientist and the ballerina over there.” He gestured over to Rake and Raab on the other side of the table. Raab sighed, "C'mon, man! Ballerinas are cool!”

“Yeah, and what isn’t is that dick print you’re sportin under that tutu.” Ryan scoffed, receiving an eye roll from across the table. Novak sneakily handed you a ball and you palmed it. Rake came back at him while you were taking aim, glancing over his goofy costume glasses and firing back, “Yeah? And what’re you two, Crest Boy and Pube Face?” Squinting with determination, you gauged the trajectory as you listened to their comical bickering with a smile. “Well, Generic Mad Scientist, I am Evel Kinevil- and a damn sexy one, I may add-” Ryan put his hand on Novak’s shoulder while he bent down close to you, watching your ball bounce off the table, “And he is the Wolf Man.”

You sunk your ball into a plastic cup, beer splashing onto the mahogany. “Yes!!” You leapt up in celebration, giving Novak a hairy palmed high-five straight out of an ‘80s movie. “Don’t worry, Y/N- none of these pubic hairs are mine.” All the guys roared in laughter as you gaged, shaking your hand out in disgust.

Breaking the comotion, you heard a noise from the front door. The door being flung open, hurried steps, followed by the most blood curdling scream you had ever heard. Nobody moved. A moment later, the source of the scream flew into where you were all standing, throwing himself on the floor with a thud- it took a good few moments of his writhing for any of you to recognize it as Dico, clutching a bloody stump.

He almost had you for a second there, as his hysterical screaming morphing into giggles as he pulled his actual hand out of his gold embroidered pirate jacket sleeve. You sighed, leaning with your hands on your knees as the anxiety still remained in your stomach. “Dico!! You asshole!” He still was giggling as you delivered a few smacks to his shoulder as he stumbled up, adjusting his costume. “Hey, that was a good one- you believed it!” The guys giggled at your reaction, “Yeah! Y’damn near gave me a heart attack!”

“Alright, alright! Enough’a the chit chat…” Bam strutted over to the door with bravado, “We have somewhere to be!” Your head turned, looking around at the other guys, who seemed to be as confused as you were. You sighed at his usual dramatic TV star bullshit, “What are you talking about?” Instead of answering your question, he flamboyantly tossed his velvet cape with a flourish, strutting out the door.

“Are you serious?” Dunn pressed the phone to his ear with his shoulder as Bam gave him directions over the line- through it would’ve been just as easy to get them from Mapquest. After about half an hour of driving, night had fallen in the dense Scranton woods you had driven into. The heat in Ryan’s beater car didn’t work too well, so you were both chilled by the cool Pennsylvanian night air as you traversed deeper into the thickets on dusty filled dirt roads that shone in the one working headlight.

Eventually, after you thought you got lost a couple times, you arrived at your destination. Peering past a crowd of people out front, you got a look at your destination, which was some kind of haunted house. The building really looked the part- a decrepit Victorian mansion that’d definitely seen better days. The white portico porch was draped in cheap fake spiderwebs and large sheets of ripped, gauzy erosion cloth, and each one of the cathedral windows were entirely blacked out with what you could only assume were trash bags.

“Dude. I am not going in there.” Rake peered into the door as it periodically opened to let people in, the screams from inside flowing out before being quickly silenced with a slam. “Cmon, Rake. Don’t be such a sissy.” Novak hit him on the back playfully as Bam and Ryan snickered. Shaking his head, Rake retorted, “No! You know what? I’m-“ His panicked eyes flicked around, landing on one side of the house, trying to sound calm, “I’m just gonna hang with that hot Elvira by the cider stand, okay?” Dico laughed as he shuffled past you in line, earning a few jeers and chicken squawks. “Yeah, like you’re ever gonna get with her!”

Of course, everyone’s all brave until it’s their turn to go into the scary house. The whole lot of you got real quiet as you stood next in line at the door, every trace of bravery draining from your faces. You went cold, and you could feel yourself sweating bullets as the door creaked open and you were shuffled inside.

It was Bam, Ryan, and you to go in first. The strobe lights made it difficult to see what was bumping against you as you shuffled through, but you soon came to realize that it was a maze of bodies hanging from meat hooks. You could barely make out anything over the loud noises around you- chainsaws, screaming, and various squishy noises that drowned out any thoughts you might have besides fear.

“Aaaah!!!” However, you could pick up one sound- Bam’s high pitched scream as he practically tackled you. He sounded like a little girl, his eyes wide and terrified at whatever must’ve startled him, clinging to your side. After a second, his fight or flight instincts kicked in as he booked it down the hallway like a scared animal. Also having heard his shriek was Ryan, who seemed to switch on a dime from his cool demeanor, pushing past you, “Fuuuuuck this.” He disappeared down the dark hallway. So before you could say anything, you were left alone. Obviously, you reacted the way any normal person would.

“You chickenshits!!” Giving chase, your mind was entirely off of whatever was happening around you and now on getting those two idiots. Whatever the getting may entail, you hadn’t decided. “You ‘fuckin babies- get back here!!”

After what felt like an eternity, you caught up with them at the exit, the two playing it totally cool like they weren't just running for their lives a few seconds before. Exhausted, you unsteadily put your hands on your knees, panting, “You assholes…fuck…” Bam turned to Ryan, giving him a shrug and pretending not to know what you were talking about. Assholes.

Shortly after you came Raab, Novak, and Dico, passing around high fives and whooping about the experience. “Oh dude!! That was crazy- what about you?” Dico grinned, giddy like a little kid on Christmas- he really seemed to thrive in these kinds of insane, batshit environments. Raab, not so much, “Yeah! It was, uh- it was pretty cool!” He seemed a little shy at first, but he still seemed to have enjoyed the house. Novak craned his neck, snickering, “Dude…did you piss yourself?” He got a little defensive, explaining, “No, these’re ombré.” He gestured to his baby pink tights. “Yeah, then why’s the ombré dripping down your leg?” Bam piped up with a grin, still leaning against the siding with Ryan. Raab blushed, embarrassed, “It’s- it's just the light!!”

“Hey, Rake. How’d that date with Elvira go?” You cheekily grinned from your place in line for Cider, speaking up over the heavy metal music that they always blast outside of these kinds of haunted houses. He rolled his eyes, “Oh, fuck off.” Taking the foam takeaway coffee cup into your cold palm, the warm liquid made your skin tingle. Pulling it to your lips, the warm steam cut the chill that froze your nose. You grinned against the rim as you took a sip, the hot liquid and spice burning your tongue deliciously.

Another breeze blew through the trees as you all stood around and sipped your warm drinks, laughing and joking around with each other under the inky night.

#jackass #bam margera #ryan dunn #brandon dicamillo #rake yohn #brandon novak #raab himself #jackass fanfiction #jackass fanfic #fluff #I’m sorry Final Destination

[tklyhcs]

ooh if you're alright to write some more Hearsteel things, how do you think tickle fights with the boys go? like, who usually starts them, who taps out first, who gets ganged up on, who ends up winning? (you don't have to answer all or any of those, just some prompts/ideas!)

OUGH YES PLS thank you for giving me a chance to blab wahgsh

hmmm kayn seems like a type to start it every time when he's fighting ez over something dumb. or fighting k'sante over the car keys. kayn and ez both try to fight that man over the car keys actually. based on that video riot games posted on twitter it was like "he's a 10 but never lets anyone else drive" or something.

kayn is willing to fight at the drop of a hat and sometimes ez wants to drive and then looks at kayn to start the fight for him he's like 😢🥺 and kayn is like perfect. time to induce civil unrest within the band. he swears he doesn't get swayed by ez's puppy dog eyes but that may be part of it!!

sett also likes to start them, even though he does NOT perform well. he be poking phel or yone just to LOSE smh. phel because he doesn't laugh too often and yone when he's doing better in a video game. yone is canonly better than him and he's a lil bastard and is like what i'm not doing anything i would never stoop so low ((gaslighting)) and i bet if they're playing co-op with people online they get called out for throwing LMFAO they get in trouble with other gamers for fooling around. while k'sante usually calls for yone, yone calls for k'sante the same and sett is like ok now this is no longer fair (it is fair he just says anyone going after him is cheating and unwarranted). yone can finally game in peace.

as for who taps out first mayhaps phel! oughgh it'd be so cute if he signs when he's had enough and needs a breather but i can guarantee he's back in the game pretty fast. like he needs a moment but then a bit later he's RIGHT BACK to acting like a dick lol he taps out but decides his ler meter isn't done yet and he's back in that fight asap!

kayn takes too long to tap out for someone who "hates it" it's so obvious but it might embarrass him too much if someone mentions it so they don't wah it's cute.. they're afraid he might decide to prove them wrong by starving himself of attention and decide he doesn't wanna play. also side note here i'm not always aware of how rhaast works in their universe but just imagine it is still the situation of having another entity cause imagine him calling it childish and kayn being like cool. bet. and leaving rhaast to front and rhaast is like WHOAA HOLD ON WAIT WAIT AAAA I TAKE IT BACK HOLD ON

for who gets teamed up on probably yone. because the team loves bothering him when he's doing work or bullying him for acting like he's above it! tapping away at his laptop focusing on nothing else and being snippy when anyone bothers him.. walk your fingers across his back and shoulders and suddenly he's keysmashing by accident. they politely wait for him to periodically save his work. then they grab him. he's very fun to tickle out of an attitude. you can see the crease between his eyebrows smooth out to accompany his new smile!

and for winning. no one ever wins this is a group-wide loss. LOL immeasurable casualties on all fronts. absolutely everyone is wasted by the end. dare i say ez would CLAIM that he's sure he won and everyone becomes hellbent on making sure he knows that he DIDN'T. the competitive spirit they all have is something for sure.

AA TY.. i could talk forever!! wonderful prompts thanky u ✌✌✌✨✨

#heartsteel #my post #ask #TYYYYYY #feel free to send prompts all u want uwu #i can do character n ship specific just lmk owo

[whenthechickencry]

Umineko EP8. Replay Part 1

The episode starts with Battler handing Ange the key and telling her that she is the only one that can decide how to use it.... which at least shows that he INTENDS for her to make a choice for herself but I can't really blame Ange for feeling like she was being forced into someone else's answer either.

Of course, it's not like it's exactly farfetched that he wants his younger sister to stop being stuck in suicidal survivor's guilt, he's trying to guide her to the answer he wants without forcing her as much as possible.

It's still a lot to ask of Ange to just take everything that Battler is going to show her at face value, especially after what she just saw like 5 minutes ago, though.

Everyone recounting how this is "the first time the 5 cousins were together" is a little sad since that means in reality that could never happen....

God, I fucking hate the uwufication of Kinzo in this episode, lol. Yes I get it. I get what Battler's doing. But also I just can't stand Kinzo being remembered like this...

The notorious HAPPY HALLOWEEN sequence happens and Ange starts feeling more and more unsettled by this depiction... it is kind of sad how what a lot of people would consider "just a normal family" seems like an impossible dream for Ange, but I get her. Family for her doesn't really mean anything happy for most of her life... this, to her, probably doesn't really feel like someone trying to comfort her to help her be able to move on with her life but more like someone rewriting yours and a bunch of other traumas for their own ends.

I am really not surprised Ange ended up lashing out here.... yes, it is important for Ange to realize that her family aren't all awful evil greedy monsters but that her family were complicated people who had both good and bad parts.... but that doesn't mean the bad parts Ange saw were just fiction made on her head. Kinzo did abuse his children. Kinzo dd horrifying things to all the Beatrices. Telling her she was just imagining that makes it obvious she is going to fight against it.

Of course, this also isn't true at all... Battler is helping her deal with her own trauma and her own future in more positive ways by helping her remember all the good sides of her family. That she isn't really alone. Ange decides to step out of playing the Ange piece.

Aaaa, this is too sweet and makes me want to cry though... wouldn't be great if Sayo and Battler were actually able to talk like this? It didn't happen but just seeing it happen anyways makes me very happy.

Beatrice notices Ange's keys and realizes that Battler is playing a game with Ange. Beatrice is able to do magic in front of Ange, and yet she doesn't believe it.

Now Beatrice and Battler wish they could spend eternity forever, but they must close the catbox and hand the future to Ange...

Well... a bit of column A and a bit of column B, I guess, haha.

It's hard to not look at both Battler and Ange's point here... I can understand why Ange wants to reject and feels resentful towards this world and also why it's so important for Battler to convey his message. "The sin I left behind" The point isn't to erase everyone's wrongdoings but also to give them a chance to grow past them and let you understand them, even after they are dead and let Ange remember the other half of who these people were, memories that were deleted by many years of people only reminding her of the bad parts.

Ange starts talking about how Eva was nicer to her originally and eventually was meaner to her when she wouldn't stop asking about the truth, which she doesn't want to tell her due to her being the culprit.... that's such an impossible situation for either of them to navigate, isn't it? Leaving Ange with her family is not a real option, though, so it's hard to think what Eva is even supposed to do, even if the answer is definitely not taking care of a child that you are definitely not emotionally capable of taking care of.

Ange.... seeing that fragment in episode 7 is obviously making her even more desperate to prove Eva did it.

I can see a bit of Rudolf in how Ange deals with her flaws. Yes, she knows this is bad and self-destructive, but so what? It's similar to how Rudolf seems keenly aware of his flaws but ultimately, also, doesn't really ever even want to try to fix them. It's what they have decided is best for them, and how they have survived... but Ange will manage to break this cycle.

Uh, I don't think Eva would be too happy about having a daughter because then she wouldn't be able to launch tactical misogyny at Jessica but uh, the scenes here are cute anyways and I can totally believe Eva would rather raise a daughter than a boy if the situation wasn't like it was.

Beatrice is drunk and Battler notices haha.. it's nice to see Beatrice merrily drinking instead of the binge drinking before ending your life on EP4....

I can't help but feel some kind of sorrow from all these scenes of the family working together, it just feels a little bit sad that this couldn't happen in reality even if I also feel happy that it's happening at all.

Yeah....

Every conversation between Beatrice and Battler feels so precious, they talk about how they hope the real Ange is smiling and not the piece, how they can't force her to accept the truth, and how they need to clean up from their sins in creating the gameboard in the first place.... Ange's realizing she is letting a bunch of people outside the Ushiromiyas and Rokkenjima decide her opinion on her family.

Quiz time!! Quiz time!!! I love the quiz game section so I was curious about how the manga was going to do it when I first read it but it did do it brilliantly as well. We start with Kinzo's Christmas puzzle and he starts lamenting how people will forget that he used to be a fun grandpa because her memories will be overwritten by the mean Kinzo legends.... both of these are true though. Kinzo can be a fun grandpa while fucked up in other ways. I do remember a bunch of lines about how Kinzo didn't especially like Maria but I wouldn't be surprised if that too was something that got exaggerated because no one has a good image of Kinzo already. I started overthinking Hideyoshi's puzzle and checking which plants had seeds and which didn't and which is considered a fruit and vegetable, oops. Eva gives her South Pole puzzle

Should she have? Yes. But also it's kind of impossible to ask of her given the circumstances, that's what makes the situation so heartbreaking...

We get Gohda and Kumasawa's dessert-themed puzzles. they don't really get an extra scene, they start discussing how Ange's bright smiles were stolen by her future, but how ultimately the only one that can hatch her smile back is herself. They pray that she will be able to find her happiness.

Nanjo gives the kyuukyuu puzzle and Genji the candle puzzle, Genji talks about how he was saved from Taiwan and Battler chooses to not pry too much more which uh, guess Battler suspects Genji is in love with Kinzo if he doesn't want to pry, haha.

Natsuhi does her keyboard puzzle and Krauss. Natsuhi sees the bond between Eva and blood and says relationships matter more than blood, she realizes what she says and we get some perspective into Sayo and Natsuhi. Sayo fcking hated Natsuhi but as she saw the regret she carried in her heart she was able to stop hating her, as the real one to blame is Kinzo. Beatrice calls her mother one time. Beatrice does think forgetting your sin is an extremely grave sin, so I am comfortable saying Sayo ended up with some trajectory similar to this in actuality even if she still obviously holds some bitterness...

Kanon has the periodic table puzzle, Shannon is flavors, and their conversation is just depressing.... they start talking about ho the catbox is a wonderful place where all dreams ca be true before deciding that they{'d rather see their dreams outside the catbox and decide to duel each other.

Rosa is the gold-carrying puzzle and Maria the sheep and wolves one Beatrice Sakutarou and Maria have a discussion about how hard it is to believe in your own magic, but they believe that Ange will be able to do it, even if it will be hard on her. Kyrie has the puzzle with Satoko, Rika, and Miyoko,, and Rudolf uh does the same puzzle again but harder. Kyrie tells Eva to watch for Ange, and then Rudolf and Kyrie are alone and Rudolf reveals the baby swap and Rudolf says he is fine being killed for this, which he would kind of deserve, tbh,but... George and Jessica do fucking Monty Hall problem George and Jessica tell Ange to not let the truth in her hands be changed by what other people say which is... the opposite of the solution posited by the Monty Hall problem what the fuck guys. But the point is that she should remember what was true to her instead of letting her mind be changed by a bunch of people who have never even met any of these people. It{s easy to dismiss this entire sequence for Ange, and a first-time reader, as just a fantasy to make Ange feel better. But, is it not also true that if they knew of their deaths, and if they knew what the future was going to hold for Ange, that all of them would want what is best for her and try to alleviate her heart? Is that truth not also worth having Ange find out?

"The sin.... is to refuse to remember."

Ange goes to take a nap and Battler opens up the party for all the fantasy creatures, and you get a sense of how much the cast of this game has grown, lol.

Kinda bites with knowing what's going to happen, but I think even that is necessary for Ange to reach her truth, as well, so.... message still applies.

I am going to cry.

The description of Ange being locked in a room, separate from her entire family, where she can't go no matter what is a bit sad, too... Anyway Bernkastel guides her out the window and into her parents corpses. Comparing Beatrice's essay to Shannon in episode 2 compared to now is pretty interesting, as Gaap mentions, haha. It's nice that even if just in meta Sayo has managed to not have such distorted views about her body and love...

Meanwhile, Battler notices Ange isn't where she's supposed to be and starts freaking out. Bernkastel shows up and Battler soon realizes he's stuck co-authoring the tale with Bernkastel. Bernkastel is made to promise to release both Erika and Ange if you can solve her riddle.

Bernkastel is about to give her riddle, after a lot of talking from Battler about how they will be besties afterward, and we move to Ange seeing the corpses. "Was that fun just an illusion" asks Ange after seeing the empty hall...

I remembered this was what originally clued me in that the answer was children + parents, just a very sus description, lol.

Battler: It's because of Erika. I can't help but be suspicious when people are examining corpses. Hhahaha okay Battler, Erika gave you trust issues. Sh = K is confirmed in the game as well when they die, The rules are set up.

Bernkastel's flash game begins!

I forgot that in universe the one that solves the puzzle is Maria, haha, also Ange is here to get further traumatized and see her parents as murderers yet again. And then she is forced to hear hundreds of goats say awful things about her family as if she hadn't gone through enough.... whispers that won't stop for decades. The media caught on to plenty of dirt from Kyrie and Rudolf's past... but it's funny because it didn't matter who they dug for, they would have found dirt for everyone anyway. Ange's family is just the most 'fun' because Ange is alive so they can torture her for reactions and get 'new' content to draw enjoyment from if she ever reveals any details of anything... When Ange feels like she is about to be consumed by all the goats, Bernkastel and Erika come and save her. Obviously, they are using her and manipulating her for their ends, but you can certainly understand why she feels as if they are saving her once you realize she has had to deal with the goats for so long and they are giving her the opportunity to shut them the fuck up. Eva's choice to never reveal the truth gets reframed in this episode, she is creating endless theories of herself as the culprit and setting herself up for endless abuse, all in order to guarantee the truth that will hurt Ange so much will never come out....

Ange.... I really don't think you can blame her for how she feels during this episode.

Ange and Bernkastel have a conversation about holding on to a miracle vs finding the miracleless truth. Ange decides she's tired of other people hiding the truth from her so she's ready to face the truth even if it means giving up on a miracle. Bernkastel feels some bitterness about how Battler and Beatrice get to laugh and enjoy each other after their game.... once her game ended all that meant was she now had to deal with a bunch of trauma.

Bernkastel reminds Battler the game isn't over and the keys are in Ange's hands, not his. We cut to Bernkastel-Ange-Featherine in the study. Featherine and Bernkastel point out that the point of the key is for her to choose between something, and Bernkastel points out that even if he is respecting her decision there's obviously a choice he wants her to make, which helps Ange understand a bit more the unease she has been feeling. It's hard for me to not see the events of this episode as necessary for Ange... if she just went along with the trick ending just because that's the only perspective Battler gave her would she have really felt comfortable in that choice?

Erika is chronically addicted to being WRONG

The fact Ange is forced to play an actual 6-year-old also I think is like... it probably didn't help in Ange feeling manipulated and infantilized.

"I t wouldn't have been much longer before I was chased out of the gameboard with everything still vague and fuzzy," I think kind of points to what I was mentioning earlier - if Bernkastel hadn't intervened I doubt Ange would have felt satisfied with her answer.

#umineko #umiepisode8

[beauleifu]

I’m guilty of liking the fluff content so far that you’re making but it’s so hard not to like it when you write it so well! I wanted to squeeze in a little request for a redson x reader where the reader is feeling down/ depressed and he’s there to help them out! (I’m self projecting on the reader a bit cause my depression has been acting up recently haha)

Thank you for reading this 🍓

Aaaa yes fluf 'n shit but HUGS FOR YOU FRIEND

No one deserves to be sad. I wish you all the happiness in the freaking universe and some hugs and hope this oneshot helps chu <3

Roughly 2k

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Redson x Reader

Lego Monkie Kid

Context: This week is, simply put, not one of your better weeks. And Redson definitely notices, eventually, being the bull demon that he is. And he's definitely better than therapy.

TW: Depression, language

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You stare at the ceiling, eyes half lidded.

Today, you've made a big decision. Possibly the biggest decision in your entire span of existence.

Today, you will do nothing.

A dull sigh escapes you, hands absently fisting the blankets beneath you. No, you never do 'nothing'. At some point, you just sit and cry and pray for happiness because that's all you can do. You've tried so, so many ways to achieve such a rare sensation, but none of them work. Wishing won't work, either.

Today, you're just a screw-up. A person who's realized all their mistakes and past deeds all at once. And it's awful.

The phone has rung a few times by now, but you find it easier to ignore than to answer.

How could you possibly explain yourself?

There's too many fucking reasons for how utterly sad you feel.

You might as well let everyone know you intend not to exist until the feeling passes.

MMM. MMM.

Oh.

Now that was a text message. You see no harm in reading it, so you cast out am arm to retrieve your phone. Frowning softly, you peer at the little bubble of text.

[Training today! Don't be late!]

Your eyes fly wide open, breath hitching as it hits you. Today can't be reserved for 'nothing' after all; you, MK, and Redson are scheduled to train in the bull demon's training grounds. He calls it his backyard, but MK and you have both speculated that a normal backyard doesn't consist of equipment such as metal spikes, booby traps, and the like.

Panic creeps up on you. There's no way to avoid this, unless you want to lie.

Which you don't.

Fuck.

~~~

"Oh, good, you made it," Redson huffs, regarding you through narrowed eyes as you cross the threshold.

You offer a forced smile and wave. "Wouldn't miss training for the world."

"(Y/N)!"

MK takes precisely two seconds until he's at your side, hand in the air. You give him an instinctive high-five, wincing slightly at the contact. Today's just not your day. Or week, for that matter.

"All right, you two," Redson says irritably, grabbing a sharp spear and twirling it between his fingers. After grabbing two more, he walks over and tosses them to both you and MK. "Today we'll be training with spears. This kind of fighting style will help strengthen your balance, reaction time, and the ability to calculate your opponent's moves before they even execute them."

The Monkie Kid's eyes are on the spear he'd caught. You'd fumbled for yours, eventually dropping it.

Oh, well.

"But . . . these are real spears," MK points out, slightly nervous.

The bull demon snorts. "So??"

"We can't fight with actual weapons! What if we hurt each other? What if you accidentally stab someone?" MK says, pointing an accusatory finger at the demon.

Redson rolls his eyes, tossing his spear into the air. With a graceful tuck-and-roll, he emerges in front of you two standing straight, one hand held out. The spear thumps perfectly in his hand, and with one eyebrow raised, he regards you both skeptically.

"What if I stab someone? Please." His red eyes are suddenly full of mirth. "I am too skilled. You two, however . . ."

He leaves the rest to be determined.

You swallow nervously. There's no way you'll be able to perform your best today; you haven't eaten a thing, your thoughts keep pounding you with relentless insults, and . . .

Something whizzes straight past your ear, inches form the real thing.

Eyes flying wide open, you stumble back, panic seizing your chest. When you find your footing and straighten, you find Redson's spear directed at your heart, the tip resting gently against the protective pad there.

You'd been too late.

"Hmm. You're much slower than usual, (Y/N)," Redson comments, retracting the spear. Tilting his head, he regard you quizzically. "Have you been training outside of schedule?"

Oh.

Oh no.

You can't have him know, have him unable to help you, then feel guilty afterwards.

So you quickly shake your head, heart still racing from the fact that Redson could've easily killed you had you not been so close. With an apologetic glance at both Redson and MK, you say, "Sorry! N-No, I was just . . . just thinking. I got distracted. It won't happen again. Sorry. D-Do we start now, or . .?"

Redson nods, regarding you irritably. "Yes. You and MK will team up against me."

"Cool beans!" MK says, smiling once again.

He strides over to you, spear at the ready. "Hey . . . you good?" He murmurs, features slightly concerned. "Did Red Boy scare you?"

Mouth quite dry, you try and get a good grip on the spear. Your hands are shaking. "Y-Yeah. Sorry."

"You okay?"

"I'm fine, thanks."

He seems to think better than to question you. Besides, you give him a faint smile, albeit fake, but it reassures your friend. So you both face Redson, weapons poised to defend. The bull demon snorts, as if amused you'd even try to stand up against him. But this is training.

In a blur of movement, Redson is suddenly at MK's side, grinning triumphantly. His spear jerks upwards, but MK propels himself into the air via magic staff.

"Yo! Careful, you almost stabbed me!"

"Isn't that the point?" Redson huffs, glaring at the kid. "And no magic!"

"It's a staff, not magic!"

"I, Redson, will not be mocked by a fool such as you!"

MK sticks his tongue out. "I'd like to see you stop me, baby bull demon!"

Redson growls as MK comes back to Earth, twirling his spear before jutting it at MK's leg. The kid adjusts his weight perfectly so that the spear misses his leg, which is raised to dislodge his opponent's weapon.

Unfortunately, the bull demon is much too experienced to fall for such an attempt. He blocks the blow with one hand, using his elbow to set MK off balance, swiping his legs to trip the poor kid.

"H-Hey!"

MK falls on his rear, but not before rolling to the side when Redson strikes again.

You falter, watching them duke it out.

Normally, you'd be laughing, or cheering MK on. But the pride you should be feeling is absent, replaced with guilt. With self-loathing.

You could never do what MK does.

Useless-

Eventually, MK uses his staff again, and he's immediately disqualified. As prophecies, he throws a fit. "It was an accident!"

"It's technically cheating," Redson says impatiently, panting slightly with adrenaline.

"You're just jealous."

The bull demon merely scoffs, looking utterly fed up with MK's bullshit. If you'd been feeling better, you would've found the exchange thoroughly amusing. But a second later, Redson turns his attention to you, eyes wide as he searches for a way past your defenses.

Which, as he realizes in a moment, you have none.

"Uh-" You fumble for a better grip on your spear, but it's too late. Redson darts to one side, then to another, and then he's leaping in the air with the spear raised to strike.

Your heart promptly stops.

Blood running ice cold, you throw your hands up to shield your face, screaming. "STOP!"

. . .

Positively trembling, you gasp for a few breaths, cracking your eyes open. You hear Redson's quick breathing close by, which makes you realize you're not dead. He'd refrained from gutting you - and even if you hadn't yelled out, he wouldn't have added you to his body count, anyways.

Fuck.

You'd failed.

Had Redson been a real enemy, you would've died.

It was just your panic. Just you.

Quickly, you drop your arms and meet Redson's eyes. They're full of concern. However, he seems to assume your previous actions were just to save your skin, and keeps his voice irritable. "What?"

Even as he lowers the spear, your panic doesn't fade. As MK walks over with a visible frown, you wave your hands to dismiss the question. "I-It's nothing. I-I'm just a little out of it today."

"Well, that's no excuse," Redson grumbles, brow furrowing.

You swallow dryly, thoughts at war with each other. In the end, you decide that there's just no point today; you're just slowing your friends down with your continuous mistakes. Besides, they're bound to notice how strange you're acting eventually - if they care at all. So you take a step back. "Hey, um . . . I'm gonna turn in. I-I'm tired, and just need to recuperate."

"Aww, you're leaving?" MK asks, visibly upset. "But we just started!"

"They're not leaving," Redson spits, turning his harsh gaze to the Monkie Kid. But it's obviously meant for you, and your insides twist uncomfortably. "They're quitting."

You blink. "I-"

And then stop yourself.

No.

Everything you needed to say has already been said. If Redson is going to get mad at you for God knows what, fine. As long as you can leave this fucking training area and be alone with your thoughts. So you nod dutifully, taking a few more step backward, and then turning around all together. "All right. Bye. . . ."

"Your loss," Redson scoffs.

"Aw . . . dude, c'mon!" MK blurts as you walk off, voice carrying as you leave the grounds. "That was seriously uncool!"

"Don't scold me about being uncool! You're the one trying to cheat."

~~~

You sit alone at the edge of a cliff that oversees a beautiful landscape; lakes, mountains, trees - you even spot a few wildlife poking their noses out into the open.

Unfortunately, you can't seem to enjoy any of the serenity.

Instead, you feel hollow and numb. Residue tears stain your cheeks from things we won't talk about, and you don't care enough to wipe them away. Today just isn't your day. Happiness isn't meant for everyone. Everything will be fine.

Sniffing wetly, you lower your gaze to the deep plunge that will ensue if you decide to drop.

Instant death.

Not that you're planning anything, but the thought that you could end it so quickly is somewhat comforting. At least you wouldn't have to deal with life, anymore.

Footsteps reach your ears.

You know instantly who it is, but don't look up. You keep your eyes trained in the distance, hooded and full of guilt and pain. Surely he's come to drag you back to training, or perhaps he didn't think he'd said enough and has located you just to get a few more words in. These fears only make the tears come back, and your vision blurs.

There's just no point in running away this time.

Shuffling sounds, and Redson carefully lowers himself next to you. "H . . . hey."

Eyes wide, you swallow. "Hi."

A long pause.

Redson casts his gaze out to the sunset. "You know, this is where I defeated my first enemy, right here on this cliff. A fellow demon, and a nasty fellow at that."

You glance sideways, unsure of what to say. What is he doing?

"At first, I was a little nervous," the bull demon continues, voice slow as he searches for the right words. His voice grows more confident after some time. "Honestly, the brute was massive, and my father decided he was a worthy opponent without considering the consequences. And I, Redson, was young and . . . the battle was difficult. The challenger was ruthless and I only triumphed because I had a motivation. After I won, I decided I would keep training until I could defeat demons of much bigger stamina and power than the likes of my first."

"Why are you-"

"My own expectations, (Y/N)," Redson interrupts, somewhat downcast. "I was blinded - just as my father, the demon bull king, had been - with the idea that you and the Monkie Kid could be better, and assigned you possibly the worst opponent I ever could've. Myself."

Oh, hell. He thinks you left for all the wrong reasons. Quickly, you wave your hands. "Redson, I didn't leave because I thought training was unfair. I-I'm just not feeling great."

He blinks at you, confused. "Are you ill?"

"N-No . . . I haven't been feeling well, er, mentally," you say quietly.

There.

You'd said it. Honestly, you thought it would take a near-death experience to reveal how upset you've been these past couple of days. Sure, you haven't disclosed the reasons, but for now, what you've revealed is enough. Redson's eyes widen in realization.

"Why on Earth- no. You probably wouldn't tell me," he says choppily, letting out a short, awkward huff. He averts his eyes to the land below. "I don't need to know."

Tears flood your eyes. Here comes the waterworks. "I-I wish I could-?"

"No. It's not like I could help, anyways. But . . . I suppose that doesn't excuse my behavior today," he adds, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. With a contemplative sigh, he presses his lips together and searches the sky for the right words. "I'm not helping. Damnit."

A small pause.

You just don't know what to say.

"Sometimes . . . I'm unaware of the effect my words have on people," Redson mutters, glaring at the ground. "It's just frustrating how sensitive others can be."

You stay silent. If you speak, you'll just sound awful.

The bull demon glances at you, realizes something, and swallows nervously. "Sorry."

"It's fine."

"Truly, I am," Redson says. You go to interrupt him, to tell him that it's not his fault, but his look hardens. "No, shut up and hear me out. It wasn't my place to berate you for leaving the training session, I just assumed everyone valued it as much as I did. And I know you prioritize it, I was just being-" He cuts himself off.

The struggle is apparent, and the real reason behind his apology has yet to be said still. You merely blink at him.

He balls his hands into fists. "It's just . . . I just forget that people need breaks when they're feeling down. I forget because that's not how I am."

Ah.

Now it makes sense.

Understanding floods your body. It's true; Redson would train even if he's vomiting, even if he's dizzy with exhaustion. That's just how he is, and it's sometimes hard for him to consider that not everyone is like that.

But it's not his place to figure out what's wrong with everyone.

He doesn't need to do that to himself.

"It's not your fault," you say grudgingly, playing with your hands. "Shit happens."

"I-" He glances over, smiling weirdly at you. "Yes. I suppose so. But I'm clearly not helping, what with my rude assessment of your performance today."

"It's fine."

Redson blinks, smile fading as the weight of your words comes to mind. You don't really mean that. You're not fine. But it's not Redson, it's you; you're stupid ability to always fail.

"What . . . what's wrong, (Y/N)?" The demon murmurs.

Fuck.

The wall you've built up is cracking. Then, it simply crumbles to dust when Redson locks eyes with you. There's something so utterly heart wrenching about the look he's wearing; it doesn't suit him, normally he'd be glaring or seeming nonchalant. But not right now. Instead, you find him frowning softly, eyes full of understanding and pity, something not usually associated with the fire demon.

He's casting aside his pride, his upbringing, to comfort you. To ask you what's the matter.

The tears return with a will.

"I-I'm sorry-" Sucking in a breath, you raise your hands to bury your face in - but Redson catches them gently in his own. His eyes are suddenly firm and compassionately sorrowful.

"There's no need to apologize," he says softly, tilting his head. "I may not understand your pain, but if there's any way I can help, I will."

No.

No, you don't deserve it.

Tears cascade down your face. "Y-You don't- . . . I-I can't-"

"It's all right," Redson breathes, brow furrowing together as he searches your face. "I'm sorry if I hurt you. I promise, I'll try to be better for you . . ."

Oh, bother.

At that moment, you squeeze your eyes shut and throw your arms around him, effectively shutting him up.

"Just hold me. . . ."

He goes quite still, releasing your wrists as his hands lay frozen mid-air. Then, slowly, his arms encircle your trembling frame, rubbing your back slightly. "O-Of course," Redson says, the concern clear in his voice. Sure, he's always trying to be uptight and firm, but not this time. You let out a shaky sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry-"

"Don't fret," he murmurs, rubbing soothing circles in your back. "Sometimes, there's no reason to the pain we feel. And if there is, if I can help . . . I will."

You sniff wetly. "I just . . . hate to burden you."

"Ha. You believe this is a burden to me?" At that, Redson snorts. "Unlikely."

". . . Thanks."

He hums. "My pleasure. Would you like to go home after this?"

You think about it. There's something so safe about being in Redson's arms, that you almost want to refuse and beg to stay with him.

"I . . . um . . ."

Redson catches the hesitation in your voice and is quick to backtrack, his wide eyes on the sunset. "You don't have to!" He blurts, somewhat roughly, but it's all in good heart. "I just want you to feel your best today. We can stop training, too, if you'd like."

He seems dead set on helping you, which makes you laugh slightly through the tears. "No, I want to stay with you."

"O-Oh?"

"Mm-hmm. Sure, you're weird and you really like throwing insults around-" At this, Redson clears his throat awkwardly. You smile warmly and continue; "But you're really a good guy. You're someone I admire and look up to whenever I feel down, so maybe that's why I was so upset I failed today. A-Among . . . other reasons. You don't have to worry about me."

Redson sighs, giving you a light squeeze. "Are you sure?"

Well . . .

The negative feelings may return, but for now, you're happy to be here with Redson. Leaning back, you lock eyes with him and nod. "Yeah."

"Oh, thank the stars," he says, looking truly relieved. "Y'know, I only came out here to make sure you were all right. I wasn't expecting this, but I'm not complaining."

"MK didn't force you to apologize?"

He snorts, somewhat amused as he regards you scrutinizingly. "That troublemaker? You really thought someone had to make me see reason in order to grovel? No, I am an independent being and will not stoop so low as to leave you feeling so upset."

You stutter at that.

Redson merely grins, satisfied to have succeeded in his mission. Well, everything's a mission to him.

You're just surprised that making you happy is also one.

"I . . ." Your brow furrows, face screwing up in order to get the words out. "God, I love you. You're suck a freaking dork."

At this, he smiles gently. "Yes, I suppose I love you, too. As annoying as you can be-"

Suddenly, Redson cuts himself off.

Oh.

He's trying. This realization has a watery smile blooming on your face. You throw your arms back around him, burying your face in the crook of his neck. He immediately returns the hug, exhaling softly. It's perfect. He's perfect.

You both have learned something today.

#lmk #lmk oneshot #lego monkie kid #lmk redson #redson x reader #our boi has a hard time empathizing with folks #he does love you though #fluff #depression #sad shit #our red boi tryna help be like #babe whats the matter im angry and i dont know what selfcare is #thanks for the ask!

[fleet-admiral-hiba]

I uh I uh don’t know if you’re still doing it but if you are then hey lol your stories are rlly well written and I enjoy them :)

Uh can I get a size S (Sanji or Crocodile), of the Espresso (yandere), or maybe Macchiato if you are willing. Please do what makes you the most comfy! Thank you for your time aaaa!! (Side note I’m very short 😭).

THE EMERALD JEWEL

There are two things Crocodile hates more than water and Doflamingo.

One is traitors, they are simply tasteless. They can't face people up front. Cowards.

The other one is... Whoever dared to kidnap his jewel. They have chosen a fate worse than death itself.

The only one who managed to capture his heart, his trust and everything. The only one who WILLINGLY CHOSE HIM. AND SOME IDIOT DECIDED TO TAKE THEM AWAY.

DISGRACEFUL. He will gut even the guards he placed on in front of the room, because they made possible this mishap.

......

You woke up rather confused as to why you were now in a cave, outside the town you were staying in for the week. A moment before you were in your cozy room, reading, the next you were bound to a chair.

And you realized only later, that there was blood flowing from your forehead. Great. And it hurt.

Two people were standing guard to your cell, but the only thing you could think about was the absolute carnage it was going to happen very soon.

Let's say that your husband... Didn't like to share. He is..how can you put it? Ah yes, possessive.

Well, you tested the strength of the rope that was binding your wrists. It was loose enough to will away, but you doubted you would make it very far.

While you contemplated what to do, you heard someone screaming. And then you felt the familiar presence of one pissed husband.

You were going to call him when someone placed a hand on your mouth. Disgusting. You jerked your head away, but a knife was placed under your throat. A cut would be fatal.

It seemed that they were panicking, and they just made their biggest mistake ever.

You see, Crocodile loathed seeing you hurt. That is, everything that wasn't his print on you was something shameful for anyone to even think of doing. And here you were, with a fool who had your head closed in a deadly headlock.

He entered, graceful even in his rage. It may not have seemed so, but behind those steely eyes you could feel it.

A whoosh, and a thump. The body that was once behind you had been dried up. And you were finally free to move.

Except that he hoisted you up, and took you home. Not once he loosened his grip on you. And he didn't want anyone to come so much as near you for the rest of the week.

You tried to comfort him, and he accepted that. But the stinging feeling of having almost lost you was bitter.

To make amend for that, you found yourself suddenly sommerged in gifts of every kind.

He was apologizing, and you knew that even if you forgave him, this incident would haunt his dreams for a very long time.

#one piece #one piece fanfiction #one piece headcanons #one piece imagine #one piece masterlist #one piece scenario

[thepigeonking25]

{The Pandora’s Gem}

(Original podcast transcript about my OCs 😀👍

Drawing of Simon and Elijah)

INT. High tech science facility, on the top floor-Night

A long white hallway for a science facility. The walls are lined with metal doors that are for specific experiments. Elijah is whistling as his footsteps echoed through the passageway. Two guards are in front of the main door at the end of the hall.

GUARD 1

Hey you're not supposed to be here

ELIJAH

(acting as if confused) What? Oh I thought this was the way to the bathroom, my bad lads. I may have taken a wrong turn (Turns away from the guards as if heading to leave but in a second he turns back and shoots them both with his laser gun, Stunting them both. Pushes past them and walks in the room)

INT. Large lab

a large room with a lot of tech and scientific instruments and a big window lining the wall.

ELIJAH

(looking around) Well ain't this nice (Touches his watch and a beep sound happens) Hera got eyes on the goods?

HERA

Of course I do, what do you take me for a rookie? Okay the blueprints gotta be on the computer on your left into the far corner. Don't click anything till I tell you to, got it Elijah?

ELIJAH

Yes Ma'am (Sarcastically)

HERA

Turn on the computer and put in the USD I gave you into the port

ELIJAH

Hmm ok how long will this take? I'm sure the silent alarm already went off and I bet they're already sending some cops over to slap on some coffs on me

HERA

Only a minute, gods you're so impatient sometimes (Annoyed)

ELIJAH

Oh i'm sorry that I don't want to get caught and spend lifetimes in prison for breaking into one of the most guarded places in the universe (Sarcastically)

Sound of a laser heating up and then Elijah ducks out of the way (Cusses under his breath) as someone shot a laser at him melting a hole into the glass window

ELIJAH

The hell!?...of course it's the bloodsucker (annoyed)

SIMON

Hello mutt (Mad/annoyed)

ELIJAH

(Looks at the hole in the window) Someone is a bit upset today, you obviously had intentions to kill

SIMON

Don't be dramatic I knew that you would have moved out of the way

ELIJAH

Or maybe you just have shity aim

SIMON

Oh really (Shoots again barely missing Elijah, Elijah was not expecting that)

ELIJAH

Hey-! Calm down fangs no need to be so trigger happy

SIMON

Can we not do this whole banter thing we always do please ( Tired)

ELIJAH

Thats boring, the best part is the banter

HERA

Done!

SIMON

Done? Done what? The hell did you steal this time Mutt?!

ELIJAH

That is none of your business fangs (He took the USB out)

SIMON

There is nowhere for you to go, We have the place surrounded so I recommend you come with me and no one gets hurt

Elijah glasses out of the window. Simon sight, ELijah shifts into a large wolf and looks as if he was gonna jump

SIMON

No- don't you even think about it even if you shift it still wouldn't break. You would need an explosion to shatter it (He explains as he walks to Elijah)

(An explosion happens)

EXT: Falling out of a building.-night

The whole top floor explodes and the window shattered as the floor falls in on one side making they to fall out of the building and into the Underground

SIMON

AAAA Of course I would die like this, NO get your paws off of me you mutt Nooo AAAAAA (Screaming this as they are falling. Elijah grabs Simon to protect him from the crash. Water splash)

EXT: body of dirty water in the Underground, night

The force of the water makes ELijah to pass out and turn back to normal. They sink in the deep water. Sounds of Simon struggling in the water.

The pull of the water are moving them down stream

SIMON

(Gasping and coughing) What!?...Where am I?...Mutt where are you?! (choking because of the water) Elijah!?!? (Sound of rushing water fades out. Quiet for a few seconds.)

INT: End of the river in the Underground- night

Water crashing against a shore. Simon crawls out of the water as he coughs up water. Elijah has washed up next to him. Simon looks at him then turns him over to lay on his back. He tries to shake him awake.

SIMON

Hey…Mutt are you still alive?...(Shakes more) Hey!...Elijah! ( Slaps him. Starters to panic a bit. Starts to do CPR on him by pushing his chest a bit.) I swear…If you die on me I'll be so annoyed… I can't arrest a dead man. (Nothing happened. He realized that he’ll have to do mouth to mouth) Ughh if you wake up you definitely owe me for this (He leaned down but then a beep sound appeared. A hologram appears)

SIMON

The hell!? (Taken aback)

HERA

Oh you're still here…and he's out cold ( Another hologram appears)

Hmm His vitals are okay so that's good

SIMON

…Do I still need to…you know

HERA

Oh no you keep your pretty lips to yourself . We have some special precautions in place in case things like this happen…which they do…often…very fucking often (sounds more annoyed as she continued to talk)

HERA

Clear! (cheerful tone)

SIMON

What?

A lightning that comes from the watch shocked Elijah

SIMON

Jesus christ (shocked)

HERA

Oh it usually works on the first try…hmm…Clear (Shokes him again and this time he gasps awake as he coughs up water) There you go, Welcome back Elijah i hope you enjoyed your little nap

ELIJAH

You were a bit late Hera (voice still weak) I may need to check your code

HERA

I didn't have to bring you back, all I want is a simple ‘Thank you’ is that too much to ask?

ELIJAH

Thank you Hera for doing the bare minimum (sarcastically, noticed Simon)

Why are you still here Fangs? You're still gonna arrest me?

SIMON

Of course I will! You blew up a fucking building

ELIJAH

No i didnt…why would I do that???

SIMON

…I don't know, maybe to distract us while you escaped

ELIJAH

In all of my years of stealing from rich pricks, I haven't done anything that stupid, and why would I risk my own safety for a stunt like that?

SIMON

(Stayed quiet to think for a counter argument)...Damn it

ELIJAH

I thought that y'all were the ones to do that

SIMON

Why on earth would we blow up our own facility?!

ELIJAH

Oh I don't know, why don't you tell me, sheriff!?

(They are getting mad at eachother)

SIMON

So what do you think that this was all a big conspiracy?!

ELIJAH

Yeah i do, it's not the first time the higher ups have done something this twisted before

SIMON

Bullshit!

ELIJAH

2057 the fall of Sky light that killed thousands of people from the Underground, 2070 collapse of the infinite bridge, killed 6 thousand people from the underground and 2 thousand from the StarLight. It fell on top of a fucking hospital-!

SIMON

Shut up!

ELIJAH

2086 fire of the abyss, killed 9 thousand of people and-

SIMON

That was the rebellion and you fucking know it!

ELIJAH

Oh yeah is that what the higher ups tell you?!

SIMON

The proof is there! Their tag was all over the place

ELIJAH

Bullshit! You don't know what the hell those jackasses put people like me through. They’re all living comfortably on their asses, they never had to fight to survive!!!

SIMON

You don’t understand! They had to fight to get where they are now!

ELIJAH

I can’t believe you…you a hybrid are protecting them!! After all the shit they did to people like us!!!… you’re so desperate to be accepted by humans that you’re trying to become human…pathetic(They are at each other's throats, Simon snaps then punches Elijah in the face. They get into a fight. Elijah is too weak to shift. Simon pins Elijah he ground and puts handcuffs on him)

SIMON

By the grace of the higher ups you have right to a trial and the chance to plead your case, everything you say may be used against you…But I would keep my mouth shut if I were you, Mutt (Elijah obviously struggled, Simon gets Elijah up to his feet. He looks around)

SIMON

Where are we?

ELIJAH

…

SIMON

Answer me (Shoves him)

ELIJAH

I thought you said that I should stay quiet? (Sarcasm)

SIMON

Don't be a smartass and answer the question

ELIJAH

We’re in the Underground…home sweet home…

(Simon looks around and notices the old rusting buildings that look on the verge of falling apart. Stairs that lead to the busy streets of the Underground. A big hologram showing the news of the exploding that just happened)

NEWS ANCHOR

In the explosion we lost a brave hero, Sheriff Simon Sloan that was in pursuit of the terrorist that just has been identified as Elijah Wood. Law enforcement has said that Elijah Wood was a member of the rebellion. (The news anchor fades away)

SIMON

They think I'm dead?…

ELIJAH

Oh what a shame such a shame (sarcastic)

SIMON

Can you just be quiet for a second without saying a sarcastic comment

ELIJAH

So now I have to stay quiet, which is it? To shut up or talk Fangs? (He noticed a red dot on Simon’s head) the fuck?... (says in a whisper. A far sound of a laser gun heating up slowly appears. He pushes Simon out of the way and the laser misses them both. They fall to the ground)

SIMON

Are you insane!?

ELIJAH

I just saved your life!

SIMON

(He pushed Elijah off of him, he noticed 3 guards in full tactical suites heading to them. Simon smiled)

Back up! Thank god, I caught the terrorist and he's no longer a danger.

2 GUARD

(talking into an earpiece)

Sir they are alive…hmm…just the target?...yes sir…copy that (aims gun at Simon and laser gun heats up again. Simon is confused but Elijah realizes what is happening)

ELIJAH

…run (He grabs Simon’s hand and heads to the busy streets to lose them. They shoot and miss them)

EXT: Crowded downtown of the Underground-night

They run through the crowd. It’s dark and a lot of smoke. It’s dirty and there are a lot of background noises. It’s only lit up by glowing signs and hologram tvs

SIMON

Why did they shoot at me?… I’m the target??? I thought (in shock)

ELIJAH

Snap out of it Fangs and move your ass!!

(They run into any ally. Elijah opens a manhole and drops down)

SIMON

Where are you going?!?

ELIJAH

Just come down!!

(Simon hesitates bc they would be going into the sewer and it smells bad)

ELIJAH

Simon, come on!!!

SIMON

ugh damn it-

(He jumps down. Elijah pushes a button and the manhole cover moves back to its place. There’s an echo of course)

SIMON

God this reeks

ELIJAH

shhhh

(The guards come into the alley. They walk around)

3 GUARD

Where did they go?…

2 GUARD

Damn it-…(Talks into a earpiece)

We lost sight of the target and the terrorist…yes, of course sir…” (ends call)

1 GUARD

What did he say?

2 GUARD

he said to regroup and he’ll send out a search group for them.

1 GUARD

What do we do if we find them?

2 GUARD

kill on sight

(They leave. Once they leave Simon looks at Elijah with a shocked look on his face)

ELIJAH

told you they were evil

SIMON

But why???…I’ve dedicated my life to the higher ups…

ELIJAH

If people see that they were wrong

Then people will lose trust…if they say that you’re dead then you have to stay dead

SIMON

I can’t believe this…

ELIJAH

Come on, it's not that hard to believe. Think about this on the bright side you’re a dead man, all of your debt is gone! Forget your old life and make a new one (walks down the sawyer and Simon follows)

SIMON

This isn’t good! I liked my life! I was respected, beloved…my life was comfortable…

ELIJAH

all the respect was for nothing if they could just throw you away like that

SIMON

…I have to go to see my father, he can help me!

ELIJAH

Are you serious??? What makes you think he’s not a part of this?! He’s the fcuking head of the law department! He’s most likely the one to give the order to kill you

SIMON

no he wouldn’t he’s a good man!

ELIJAH

you’re an idiot…

SIMON

And you’re wrong…(he walks back to the manhole)

ELIJAH

Do you even know how to get back up to the Starlight? You know it’s nearly impossible for anyone to pass the border

SIMON

(Stays silent for a second)

Damn it-…do you know how I can get back to the Starlight?… (he’s annoyed that he had to ask)

ELIJAH

Of course, what do I get if I help you?

SIMON

I don’t know…what do you want???

ELIJAH

Beg

SIMON

what (taken aback) are you serious?!

ELIJAH

….pff- I’m just fucking with you. Come on, If you end up getting killed because of your stupid plan is good for me, you’ll won’t be a pain in my ass any more

SIMON

(Sight and rolls his eyes. Follow Elijah.)

Fine…(time skip)

INT: Sewer in the Starlight

They make it and Simon touched the ladder that leaves the sewer

SIMON

we’re here?

ELIJAH

Yup, just go up and you’re home

SIMON

(Hesitates)…thanks for your help

ELIJAH

Don’t mention it…and don’t look for me ok?…I’m “dead” reminded?

EXT: an ally in the Starlight

Simon goes up the manhole and leaves Elijah.

He’s in an alleyway. He looks down at the manhole and then sighs. He pulls up his hood to hide his face. Suddenly his phone rings. He looks at it and the name says HERA

SIMON

The hell?…(picks up)

HERA

Hellooooo am I coming through?

SIMON

How did you get my number???

HERA

It wasn’t that hard

SIMON

ok but how?!?

HERA

a magician never reveals their secrets

SIMON

Whatever, what do you want? Did Elijah tell you to hack my phone?

HERA

I don’t need him to tell me what to do all the time

SIMON

Ok, what do you want, Hera?

HERA

I have a feeling that your little reunion plan will backfire sooo I sent you the location of our base.

SIMON

Wouldn’t the Mutt be mad if I just showed up?

HERA

Oh yeah definitely but he’s too much of a good man to kick you out, just let the water works out and he’ll fold

SIMON

I don’t know…I not gonna need it but thank you, Hera

HERA

anytime Simon, if you need me just give me a ring and I’ll be there (she leaves the call. Time skip)

EXT: The outside of Simon’s father’s house-Night

Simon walks up to the house and hesitates for a moment. He knocks on the door. A few seconds passed and Simon’s father opened the door.

SF (Simon’s Dad)

Simon?…you’re alive?(surprised)

SIMON

Yeah I am (nervously chuckles)

I’m here

SF

Come in

(Lets Simon in)

INT: In SF’s house- Night

They sit at the dining room table as the father goes to prepare tea

SF

What happened?

SIMON

As you know an explosion happened on the top floor sending Elijah and I to the Underground. He- (hesitates) died on impact and I fell into a body of water. I got out and…some guards found me and tried to kill me…I don’t know why

SF

(Stays silent for a second)

I see…how did you come back to Starlight?

SIMON

I…snuck my way through the alleyways and found an opening.

SF

Hmmm…and you don’t have a clue why they would want you dead?

SIMON

not a clue! I have no idea why the higher ups would want me dead…

(They stay silent for a second then the sound of a laser gun heating up. Simon looked back him and saw his father holding a gun at him)

SF

Forgive me son

SIMON

dad?…(he dogges the laser, chair falls over)

Why?!?

SF

I have to!

(Keeps shooting. Things shattering and breaking. Simon pulls out his gun and stands his father. He passes out. Sirens can be heard coming)

SIMON

You set me up…(out of breath and betrayed)

EXT: out of the house and running through alleyways- night

Simon is running from the cops till he eventually finds a manhole and gets into the sewers again. He takes a second to catch his breath. He calls Hera

HERA

Hellooo Fangs! Let me get your plan went topside?

SIMON

You were right…he tried to-….gods…(voice breaks a bit)

HERA

oh poor baby, this might be a lot for you…sooo are you coming over?

SIMON

I don’t have a chance do I?…

HERA

Like I said earlier, the location of our base is on your phone. Also use the back door, Elijah is gonna loose his minds if he saw you (time skip)

IMT: in a big opening in the sewers under the Underground- Night

ELIJAH

Hera, has all of the files downloaded to the computer yet?

HERA

yeah yeah almost, there’s a lot of info in here ok…if you actually took the time and buy me good hardware this whole process would go much faster (annoyed)

ELIJAH

I’m so sorry that I’m not made out of money (sarcastic)

HERA

done! (Hologram sounds appealing)

ELIJAH

…what the hell does it say???

HERA

I’m not sure, I don’t recognize the language

ELIJAH

This is great, how can we stop the higher ups if we can read their damn blueprints!

SIMON

…it’s Enochian…

ELIJAH

How?? Where?! Why the fuck are you here?!? (Surprised and mad, pulls out gun at Simon)

SIMON

Hey calm down!…I’m…im here to help

ELIJAH

Help? Do you really expect me to believe you?

SIMON

you were right, my father was in on it…he tried to kill me, this was the only place I thought could keep me safe…(sound really sad and tear up a bit)

ELIJAH

how did you know that I would be here?! Did you put a tracker on me?!

SIMON

what?? No Hera send me the location

ELIJAH

(Sighed in annoyance) of course she did, Hera, what's the point of a secret base if people know it's existence?!

HERA

I couldn’t let the poor guy die out there! How could i say no to a pretty face like that

ELIJAH

I mean you could have…

SIMON

I can help you read the blueprint, only if you tell me what’s your plan

ELIJAH

…fine, we think that the higher ups are planning to make a weapon or something to destroy the rebellion at its source,by wiping out the Underground completely. Killing hundreds in the process. We think that this is the blueprint to that secret weapon

SIMON

…That's… ( speechless)

ELIJAH

Yeah…now that you know, tell us what this says now

SIMON

Fine…(Sight then reads the blueprints. A few minutes passed)

SIMON

It says…something about a gem???

ELIJAH

You sound like you're not sure

SIMON

Well i am a bit rusty

ELIJAH

So you lied about knowing how to read that shit!

SIMON

I wasn't lying! Just give me a damn minute…Hera was right you're so impatient…(Continues to read)...It talks about a gem that holds energy to power up something called The Last Resort…Located in the bottom floor in the Everything else are like equations and scientific words that I don't understand

ELIJAH

Can you just right down what you see

SIMON

I can try but it doesn't translate to english nicely

(Time skip)

INT: Elijah’s base- Morning

It's already morning and they stayed up all night to decode the blueprint

SIMON

(takes a sip of coffee) ok so…debrief…The higher ups are making a super weapon called The Last Resort right?

ELIJAH

Yup

SIMON

And they are gonna power it up with a…battery thing? called the Pandora Gem…

ELIJAH

…yeah, I think…wait a minute, yeah that's right…your handwriting is horrible by the way

SIMON

They only have one super weapon but it's like a prototype and if it goes well they are planning to make more. This is all taking place in a secret basement of the facility that blew up and definitely “killed” us

ELIJAH

And they are planning to use the weapon to destroy the rebellion, in other words to completely destroy the Underground and expand the Starlight…I have a bet that they will use the survivors to do all the building and say that it's being built by robots or some shit

SIMON

Ok…so how are we gonna get back into the facility without getting a laser to the head?

ELIJAH

…I haven't thought of that

HERA

I could call-

ELIJAH

No definitely not

HERA

Come on Elijah

ELIJAH

I said no, we don't need them

SIMON

Who are we talking about

HERA

Its Elijah’s-

ELIJAH

No shhh he doesn't need to know

HERA

….older sibling

SIMON

Oh…I dont get why that's a big deal, if they can help we should let them

ELIJAH

You don't understand how annoying and condescending they can be

HERA

Im calling them

ELIJAH

No, don't!! (Here calls them)

JUNIPER

Hello hello!

ELIJAH

My gods noo (Whines to himself as he covers his face with his hands)

HERA

Hello love! We need your help

JUNIPER

Oh do yall now?

SIMON

(whispers to Simon)

You're related to one of the most infamous hacker in the world!?!?!

ELIJAH

Unfortunately (annoyed)

SIMON

…I heard that they caused the biggest blackout in Starlight in years…Because they were bored (Lowky scared)

ELIJAH

They did that on accident

SIMON

what

ELIJAH

When that happened we were trying to pirate a new game and one thing lead to another…we were just kids fucking around (trying to downplay the whole thing)

SIMON

…Y'all did that without even trying…(more scared)

JUNIPER

Are yall gossiping about me

ELIJAH

We don't need your help, we didn't mean to call. Hera was just malfunctioning

HERA

Excuse me?!

JUNIPER

Sure she was, its ok if you need my help baby brother (teasing)

ELIJAH

I'm not a baby anymore! (Annoyed)

SIMON

We really do need their help

ELIJAH

Shut up Fangs

JUNIPER

Wow you're so mean to your friends no wonder you don't have a lot of them

ELIJAH

We're not friends!

SIMON

We’re not friends

JUNIPER

Gods I hope yall arent if he treats you like that, wait a minute, aren't you the “brave hero” that got killed in an explosion?

SIMON

Umm yes I am, Im Simon Sloan

JUNIPER

Woww baby brother, hanging out with the enemy this sure is a new low for you

ELIJAH

I didn't want to hang out with this prick-

SIMON

Rude

ELIJAH

He just showed up and made himself comfortable

SIMON

Hera said it would be fine!

ELIJAH

And why would you trust her!?

SIMON

Why shouldn't I!?!

ELIJAH

Because she's a liar!!!

SIMON

That's your fault that you made your AI assistant a liar!!

ELIJAH

I made her to be sarcastic-

JUNIPER

You put so much effort into her personality just so she could understand your stupid as humor and sarcasm, all you did was make her self aware

HERA

And now im alive and free will (Smug)

SIMON

How can someone be a genius but a dumb ass at the same time

ELIJAH

Shut the fuck up Fangs!!

SIMON

Oh why don't you make me Mutt!

JUNIPER

Ladies ladies please calm down haha ok i'll help y'all under one condition

ELIJAH

What do you want? ( annoyed)

JUNIPER

All i want is that my baby brother put his pride away for a second and ask me nicely to help him

ELIJAH

…no

SIMON

Come on just do it

ELIJAH

Hell no i'm not gonna do it

SIMON

Are you really gonna risk the lives of hundreds of people just because you dont wanna ask nicely

ELIJAH

(Stay silent)...Damn it fine! Fucking fine!

(Take a deep breath) Juniper…can you p-...

HERA

Give him a second

ELIJAH

Can you please help us sneak back into a high security building to stop the higher ups?...

JUNIPER

Aww see that wasn't too hard

ELIJAH

Yes or no?

JUNIPER

Hmm let me think about it

ELIJAH

Juniper! (mad)

JUNIPER

Of course I will help y'all. Let me see what you guys have found ( hologram sounds)

SIMON

That's the blueprint that Elijah stole before the explosion, we've already

translated most of it as you can see

JUNIPER

Hmm impressive…ok i have an idea but it's a bit crazy

ELIJAH

We’re desperate so we can take crazy, what do you have for us?

JUNIPER

I've been working on hologram masks for a while and I thought that you and Simon could just walk right in with the masks on

SIMON

How realistic are the masks?

JUNIPER

Oh they are pretty realistic, they also have voice altering effects

ELIJAH

How fast can you take the identity of two scientists from that facility and make us look like them?

JUNIPER

Hmm a day or two

SIMON

Great so that leaves us enough time to plan all this out

JUNIPER

(Keyboard sounds)

Okay I have two people, James and Alice. Inters that help the main scientists

SIMON

How did you get that info so quickly

JUNIPER

Don't ask, you can be James and Elijah can be Alace

ELIJAH

Why am I the girl?!

JUNIPER

Because you're way shorter that Simon

ELIJAH

I'm not that short, hes just tall as fuck

SIMON

(cough) Jealous (Cough)

ELIJAH

I'm going to beat your tall lanky ass Fans don't tempt me

SIMON

Oh the mutt is grumpy

ELIJAH

That's it (Grabs Simon’s shirt collar and is about to punch him)

HERA

(Turns on security alarms)

ELIJAH

What!? (Panic and lets go)

SIMON

They found us! (Panic)

HERA

(alarms stops) finally gods

JUNIPER

Are they always like this

HERA

Yeah unfortunately

JUNIPER

Hmm you know whats their problem, they are too stubborn and petty for their own good

SIMON and ELIJAH

It's his fault!!!

JUNIPER

Gods, it's like dealing with children ok whatever. I'm gonna work on the masks and you two try not to kill each other. Hera you're in charge

HERA

Got it boss

JUNIPER

Talk to yall later (Hangs up)

SIMON

…I like them, they're nice (trying to annoy Elijah)

ELIJAH

Shut up (Pissed. Time skip)

EXT:Outside of the scient facility- day

Simon and Elijah are in their descuses and are gonna walk in the facility (different VAs)

SIMON

We look pretty good, how did you get the clothes?

ELIJAH

I stole them from the people we’re impersonating

SIMON

You did what?!

ELIJAH

What? It's not a big deal

SIMON

What do you mean not a big deal you robbed poor innocent people!

ELIJAH

Oh they aren't if they are apart of this

SIMON

They are just interns

ELIJAH

Shhh look were about to make it to get to the entrance , play cool

SIMON

Fine, but this conversation isn't over (they walk to the front entrance)

GUARD 1

Name and IDs

SIMON

James Raven (Hands him the ID and he's lowkey freaking out)

GUARD 1

Hmm (Beep)

COMPUTER

Clear (beep)

GUARD 1

You can pass…(Looks at ELIJAH)

Umm Name and ID please

ELIJAH

Alice Gold (Smiles he's also lowkey freaking out but he's a good actor than Simon)

GUARD 1

Thank you (Beep)

COMPUTER

Clear (beep)

GUARD 1

You can pass, hmm hey i was wondering if we could go out for lunch some time

ELIJAH

(Taken aback and doesn't know what to do, looks at Simon for help, his ass is NOT helping bc he also doesn't know what to do)

Umm..haha..sure why not. You might have to remind me later tho because my life is a bit chaotic at the minute and you know, but yes. Definitely but not today!...Later yup umm…see you later handsome (Simon and him start to speed walk as fast as they can)

GUARD 1

Yes! (says to himself)

SIMON

…so looks like you got a date after this Mutt (smug)

ELIJAH

Shut up Fangs (Annoyed)

INT: inside of the facility- day

They walk into the building and head to the head scientist room looking for a secret room or something

SIMON

Ok now what?

ELIJAH

Hera can you scan the room for any secret rooms?

HERA

Of course i can (Scanning sounds) odd my censers aren't picking up anything…

ELIJAH

Great we have to do thai the old fashion way, come on fangs better get looking

SIMON

Okay

(they start to look around and move things around. A bit of a time skip)

We haven't found anything, are you sure it's even in this room

ELIJAH

Why wouldn't it be

SIMON

I don't know i think we should start to re organize everything before anyone finds us

DR DALIAS

What are you two doing? (Simon and Elijah freezes)

ELIJAH

Were just looking for…some notes that James left behind

SIMON

Yeah i did haha silly me haha

DR DALIAS

…hmmm…whatever just come with me, you're late

SIMON

Yes Ma'am we are so sorry

INT: a hallway

They follow Dr Dalias down the hallway. Simon whispers to Elijah)

SIMON

Now how are we gonna get out of this without getting our asses killed

ELIJAH

Just follow my lead, if we don't find it today well at least get new info

DR DALIAS

Can you two stop whispering, it's very irritating (She stops in front of a storage room and puts in a pin in the keypad on the door, the door opens but its not a storage room its an elevator) Get in (They get in)

SIMON

…The storage room, really??? (Whispers to ELijah)

SIMON

Shhh (whispers back)

INT: they are in a big secret laboratory

Time skip, the elevator doors open to a big laboratory with big machines and like science stuff, they walk in.

DR DALIAS

Alice you go over the equations you did last night whine James and I look over the pandora’s gem stability

ELIJAH

Yes ma'am (he leaves)

DR DALIAS

(Simon and her walks a bit till they make it to a big tube structure with glowing blue gems in it, She walks to her desk and picks up a glass box with a small blue glowing gem in it) As you know the pandora’s gem can be a bit…unpredictable, here figure out a way to make it stable enough to be used as a battery (hands the box to Simon)

SIMON

Okay, hmm how exactly do I do that

DR DALIAS

Are you serious? I thought you were one of the top engineer in the country and you can't figure out how to stabilize an energy gem

SIMON

Oh yes I do know but, we studied this gem for a while and I want to know your expert opinion on how I should move forward with this….i don't wanna mess up haha…

DR DALIAS

…fine, here look through my notes and fighter it out now stop bothering me. (She hands him a book)

SIMON

Thanks (he takes it then goes to Elijah as she goes into her office)

ELIJAH

Is that?

SIMON

This is the pandoras gem

ELIJAH

So…do we just take it and leave?

SIMON

She has more, like hundreds more so it wouldn't matter if we took one…she said that it was unstable so i think the only way to stop them is it destroy all of it

ELIJAH

Great, how are we gonna do that exactly

SIMON

She gave me a book on many ways to do that (they look into the book, small time skip, they have attached batteries to the gem and are just power it up a lot)

ELIJAH

Okayy test 6 using a fuck ton of electricity is a go (they start it)

SIMON

okay its glowing more but…nothing is really happening

ELIJAH

…we could just try throwing it on the grown really hard again

SIMON

I guess…man who knew a small thing like this could hold up so much energy (he taps it with a pen, it blows up, knocking them back a bit, Dr Dalias storms out of her office

DR DALIAS

The hell happened!?!

SIMON

Oh umm I was trying to stabilize it and it just… you know it blew up haha…

DR DALIAS

Are you insane?! You could have killed us because of your little experiment!!! Just clean this up!...I'll have a word with the higher ups to have you two fired for putting all we worked for in danger!(Simon and Elijah stand there as she gets in the elevator then leaves)

SIMON

…i think we know how we can destroy it…(He turns off the mask and so does Elijah)

ELIJAH

Damn right we do come on lets over power this shit and blow it up to kingdoms come! (they start to look at the machines that are connected to the tube filled with the pandora’s gems, Simon noticed something in the Doctor's office)

SIMON

(he walks in and then he gasps)...Gods…Elijah, get in here quick!

ELIJAH

What’s wrong?...the hell!? (they see a tube with a child in it connected with IVs and in a glowing blue liquid, the kid is alive)

SIMON

(He sees paper work on the doctor’s desk and reads it)...this is The Last Resort…this kid is the secret weapon…

ELIJAH

…its…is it even human? Or like us?..

SIMON

The higher ups made them…ELijah we can't just…

ELIJAH

We can't what?

SIMON

We can't leave them here…they're just a kid

ELIJAH

It's a secret weapon

SIMON

So? That's not their fault…we have to take them with us

ELIJAH

How? It could kill us instantly if we tried to free it

SIMON

They're just poor kid!

ELIJAH

A kid that was made to kill hundreds, im not fucking risking it

SIMON

ok…(Runs to the control panel and start to push buttons to open the tube up)

ELIJAH

No! (ELijah goes to stop him, they are pushing and shoving but Simon succeeds)

SIMON

(Goes to grab the kid, the kid is breathing heavily but they are still asleep, Simon pulls out the IVs) shhh shh i got you

ELIJAH

Do you have a fucking death wish!?!?

SIMON

I can't just kill a poor kid

ELIJAH

(Pulls out his gun and points it at the kid) I can't just sit back and risk hundreds of thousands of people's lives

SIMON

Do it…pull the trigger (Holds the kid close)

ELIJAH

(The gun starts to heat up. His hands trembles but he stop and just lowers his gun)

…damn it…fine but they're your responsibility, got it!

SIMON

(sight out of relief)...i knew you wouldn't have done it

ELIJAH

Yeah yeah…whatever just get up (suddenly an alarm goes off) shit

SIMON

Here take the kid and get out (Takes off jacket and wraps it around the kid then hands the kid over to Elijah, he takes them)

ELIJAH

What?! I'm not gonna leave you here

SIMON

You're faster than me and i know how to destroy the machine

ELIJAH

You'll die

SIMON

Vampers have a faster regeneration than werewolves, i'll be fine

ELIJAH

…fine…you know the way back to base right?

SIMON

Of course

ELIJAH

(Turns to leave)

…If you're not back in like 5 minutes i will comeback for you

SIMON

I'm sure you will, just go (Elijah runs off with the kid leaving Simon behind, he goes and puts all of the machens in overdrive. When he finishes the elevator doors swing open, it's the doctor and a few guards)

DR DALIAS

You! You snake! Guard got him!

SIMON

Stop if you come any closer i'll blow all this shit up!!!

DR DALIAS

You're bluffing

SIMON

This is your last chance (The guards look nerves and they just leave)

DR DALIAS

You cowards all of you!! Simon, you traitor. What would the world think if they found out that you betrayed Starlight for the revolution!!

SIMON

I want them to know what a fraud all this is! Killing innocent people for what!?!

DR DALIAS

You don't understand, this is much bigger than you or I!!!

SIMON

I don't care (shoots the tube and then goes to find cover)

DR DALIAS

Noo!!! (It explodes, fades and we head over to Elijah)

EXT: outside of the facility running far away- day

Elijah made it out with the kid in his arms, he's pretty far away through alleyways

ELIJAH

Hera calls Juniper now

HERA

Got it, they're already on the way…you are worried about Simon right?

ELIJAH

Of fucking coure I am! He's a dumb idiot that just decided to risk his life and for what!?...I know why but…I could have done it!

HERA

You're both too stubborn for your own good

ELIJAH

…i guess…damn it! (A car honks the horn, Elijah stop and knows its Juniper, runs to the car)

JUNIPER

The hell? Why do you have a kid?!

ELIJAH

It was Simon’s idea

JUNIPER

Damn yall move fast, where is Simon?

ELIJAH

He wanted to stay behind to finish the job, he said that he’ll be back before it blew up (Explosion happened)...Simon…

JUNIPER

Leave the kid here, Go get him!

ELIJAH

(He leaves the kid in the car with Juniper and then turns into a wolf and runs to Simon, small time skip )

EXT: outside of the facility

There's a giant hole in the side of the building. There's ruble everywhere, Elijah goes down and tries to find Simon, he turners back into a human

ELIJAH

Simon!!! Where are you !!! (Moving large pieces of rocks)

Come on answer me you bastard!...please (Becoming more panicked)

SIMON

(Caught and moves a bit, Elijah sees him and goes to him helping him)

ELIJAH

Gods Simon…your arm…fuck

SIMON

What…

ELIJAH

You're ok, just…come on (Pulls Simon out of the ruble, Simon’s right arm and leg are gone) fucking hell…

SIMON

I wanna go home…I'm tired…

ELIJAH

Don't you dare die on me, you still have a kid to take care of (Helps him out and they sneakily walk away from the ruble to escape. Time skip)

INT: back in Elijah’s base-day

A few days passed, the explosion was called an attack by the revolution. Simon is in ELijah’s bed to rest. He opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was the kid looking at him with curious eyes, they were wearing old kids clothes. Simon was taken aback

SIMON

…Hi?...

KID

Hello

SIMON

You can talk?? (Taken aback)

KID

Yes I can. ( Walk to the corner of the room where Elijah was sleeping on a chair they shake Elijah awake)

ELIJAH

What do you want, kid? can’t a guy just get some rest (He's still half asleep)

SIMON

Hey Elijah…

ELIJAH

(He instantly wakes up)

Simon! Hm how are you? Do you feel pain?.. Are you hungry or thirsty? I can ask Juniper to make you something to eat if you-

SIMON

I'm ok. (He cuts Elijah off) just a bit sore…(He sits up and then notices his arm) My arm, its…

ELIJAH

Yeah, and your leg is also gone…but hey Juniper made you a badass prosthetic

SIMON

(He moves his robot arm a bit)...thank you…all of this…i'm sorry for all of the years i've treated you like shit…if i had known what the higher ups were doing i wouldn't have dedicated my life to them…

ELIJAH

You know now and you can help me with all the wrongs they have committed…i mean if you want to stick around with me…

SIMON

Do I really have a choice? Ha…

ELIJAH

Well I guess you're stuck with me

The end

#podcast characters #podcast transcript #my original characters #cowboys being gay #my original story #it's my first time making something like this #sorry if it’s shit 😀👍 #if you see spelling errors no you don’t #enemies to lovers #vampire x werewolf #sheriff x outlaw #they need therapy #my oc art #drawing digital #little meow meow #they love and hate each other #they need help

[cheesydelphox]

hi youre officially my new favourite tumblr person please talk about fraxus thank you

AAAA omg thank you anon! you're so sweet. yes i will talk about fraxus for you ofc

so a lot of people say it's "one sided" and i think that is absolute bs. yeah freed is a lot more open about his feelings but laxus shows it off in different ways. just bc someone isn't super clingy and romantic and doesn't gush about their partner/crush doesn't mean they don't have feelings. (example: gruvia)

laxus goes on and on and on about freed constantly. a lot of the time when he refers to the thunder legion he says "freed and the others" when it would be a lot more efficient to just say "my friends" (although this could be a translation thing i don't know about. i'm not a japanese speaker)

also during the Wall fight laxus is gushing about freed like "i'd be dead without him" when freed wasn't even there.

also that sauna scene... you know what i'm talking about. i'm like 99% sure that was supposed to be interpreted as some mutual feelings. laxus saying "get every inch of my body will ya?" is just. so not him and i wonder every day what it's supposed to mean. even bickslow was surprised at them being so affectionate (max and warren also mentioned that laxus was blushing so.)

anyway some more headcanonsssss

-i said before that laxus is a really bad cook but as i'm typing this i'm in a restaurant that specializes in grilled cheese. so laxus can cook only grilled cheese and he does it really really really well. it's also a safe food for him and sometimes he just doesn't want to eat anything else so he makes himself and freed an absolutely BANGER grilled cheese sammy.

-the first person to know they were dating was actually gray. i've always had this headcanon that freed and gray were good friends (most of that stems from the key to the starry heavens arc when most of the teams didn't work together well but they did.) so one day gray was taking a walk and he saw fraxus do a lil kissy and was more than a bit confused. he asked freed about it later and freed was kind of nervous about telling everyone, mostly because laxus didn't want people to know. but laxus was fine with it because he knew freed and gray were close.

-laxus likes having his hair played with and freed likes doing hair. that little tuft at the front of his hair is all freed.

-the first date they went on was to an aquarium because laxus likes sharks.

that's it for now :) thanks for the ask!

#fraxus #fairy tail #anime #laxus dreyar #thunder legion #freed justine

[hatterstan-shameblog]

Dear Hatterstan

I have been part of the fandom since the release of the first season, but I had been pretty disappointed since my fave (hatter) was super underrated, and never really found any content on him.

But I recently found your blog and god it has been a goldmine for me. Your old writings have been my bedtime stories these few days.

What I mean to say is that I really appreciate what you do, I actually made a Tumblr account because the site would let me keep reading if I didn't JAJAJAJS, I honestly dont even know how this site works (or if this is even the right way to reach out to you, but I might as well try)

But seriously, thank you so so much for what you do, you are one of the few people giving me content to fixate on, and the fact that its super good too!?!! I feel like I won the lottery with your blog. And I felt like I should formally thank you for it, I know I could keep on being a ghost and not interacting with anything wich it's what I used to do, but I realized it might be nice knowing people really enjoy what you do, aaaa English is not my first language and I'm not good with words, but I hope you get what I mean TT

Aaa I rambled too much I ended up making a Bible, im sorry for that!

Anyway, thank you so much for everything TT♡

This is legitimately one of the best, kindest messages I've ever received. Seriously. I cannot thank YOU enough for stopping by.

...And BECAUSE you sent me such a lovely message, you get your own little drabble!

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Storm

Rating: General Audiences

Pairing: Takeru/Aguni

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Completely OOC, but what if Takeru was stupidly, ridiculously afraid of thunderstorms? And it's the middle of the night? And there's *gasp* only one bed? I bet you can't possibly imagine what's going to happen here...

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"Mori. Mori, are you awake?"

"I am now."

Aguni Morizono pokes his head from beneath the bedblanket. With a groan of sleepy displeasure, he rolls over to see a familiar silhouette standing in the doorway.

A jolt of bright flashes throughout the room, lighting up Takeru's expression of horror. A wall-rattling clap of thunder makes him jump.

"Mori," Takeru hisses. He hugs his ridiculously-patterned bathrobe around his waist angrily. "You have to do something about this."

"Do what?" Rain pelts heavily against the window. "I can't control the weather."

"That can't-do attitude is exactly why you got demoted to number three in the line of succession. I mean, you haven't even tried—"

Another flash of lightning stops Takeru mid-sentence, his voice morphing into a shaky yell that has Aguni squishing his pillow on either side of his head to try and drown out the noise. It doesn't do much.

"I hate this. I hate this, I hate this, I hate this!" Takeru runs a shaky hand through his mussed-up hair. "You know how I am with thunderstorms, Mori. They're so loud and unpredictable—"

"Like you."

"—and I feel like I'm gonna freak out if this goes on for much longer."

Another, smaller rumble of thunder rolls by, and Takeru's whole body stiffens. It's almost sweet, the way he gets so upset over something so simple as a storm. Aguni can't help but feel a stab of fondness behind his heart.

"You're not gonna freak out," Aguni says. He reaches out in front of him and grabs a handful of comforter, gracelessly yanking the blankets back to reveal the unoccupied side of his bed.

"Come on," Aguni sighs, "get in."

Takeru looks like he's about to protest, but lightning has him scurrying across the room and sliding into bed like he's stealing second base. He quickly folds the heavy comforter up to his nose and squeezes his eyes shut as tightly as he can.

"You really are bothered by this, aren't you?"

Two flashes of lightning and the rain roads even louder. Takeru yanks the covers over his whole head and groans.

"Yes," Takeru snips, as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. He pokes the comforter up with his finger just enough to glare at his new bedmate. "It's the end of the world out there! How can you be so calm?"

"We need the rain," Aguni shrugs. "This'll be enough to keep the Beach up and running for a good while."

Takeru grumbles. He can't deny the benefits of such a torrential downpour, but it's clear that he's less than thrilled about the sky's method of delivering water.

"Yes, well..."

More thunder. Even Aguni jumps a little at that one, the sound much louder than before. He doesn't even notice that Takeru has wiggled his way to the middle of the mattress and now rests mere centimeters away from his person.

"I hate to ask you this, Mori, I really do," Takeru says softly, "but, seeing as we are both currently in the same bed—"

Takeru doesn't get to finish his sentence. Aguni flops a tired arm around Takeru's shoulders and rests his open palm on Takeru's back. Aguni pretends not to be pleased when he feels Takeru lay his head on his chest and snake an arm over his stomach.

"Knew I could count on you, Mori," Takeru hums. He wriggles around a little, trying to find the perfect, most comfortable spot to settle in. "I don't know if you're aware, but you're an exceedingly comfortable man. It's a shame you always snore so loudly."

"Not as loud as you," Aguni says. "You're gonna steal the covers, aren't you?"

"I'll only take what I deserve."

Lightning flashes, but this time, Takeru doesn't seem as upset. Aguni rubs small circles on his back as his breathing begins to slow.

"We'll discuss your inflated ego in the morning," he says. Takeru makes some kind of muffled noise of acknowledgement, face squished into Aguni's chest and rapidly losing his battle with consciousness.

And, despite the storm, both men manage to fall into a deep, peaceful sleep.

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Listen. Sometimes, being an adult means you just need a goddamn cuddle. And these two? Oh, yeah. They need it. Badly.

#writings and such #alice in borderland #alice in borderland netflix #hatter/aguni #aguni morizono #danma takeru x aguni morizono #btw this takes place in early beach days so yknow before the heat of the divorce

[yourlocalloserdefunct]

The Death Of the Creator

(TW GRAPHIC DEATH, LOBOTOMY, POWER TOOLS, GRAPHIC GORE DESCRIPTIONS, GENERAL HORRIBLENESS, CREEPY OLD DUDE)

Douglas wiggled in his restraints, the ropes tying him to a chair. "No hope in doing that, you'll just hurt yourself." Caleb said calmly, the whirring of the drill in his hand echoing through the room.

"P-Please- I-I have a kid at home- y-you can't do this!" He pleaded. "Oh, I know." Caleb said, turning to Douglas. "She'll be next, her and her little boyfriend." Caleb said with a grin

"N-No- d-don't you lay a finger on her!!" Douglas shouted, his eyes glossed over over tears, he struggled in the ropes.

Caleb chuckled, his chuckle slowly became a deranged laugh. Douglas felt a pit form in his stomach.

Eventually Caleb stopped, "Hahh... haha.... and what are you going to do? Wiggle in those ropes?" Caleb said with an unhinged smile across his face.

Douglas was silent. "Now tell me boy, do you fear death?" Caleb said with a calm tone. "...P-Please stop-" Douglas pleaded, tears streaming down his face

"That doesn't answer my question." Caleb said again, the smile gone from his face. "...Y-Yes." Douglas responded.

"Good." Caleb said, grabbing Douglas's face and placing the drill bit to the side of his head. "Hold still and this will hurt less," Caleb said firmly.

"W-WAIT- GGHKC- H- AA-AAAAA-" Douglas began to scream in agony as the drill bit was turned on, the steel bit going into his head "G-GAH- STOP- SSTT-H-STOP- P-P-PLEEASE- AA-" Douglas felt a horrible pulsating pain go through his head all the way down to his feet, his hands and legs involuntary twitching and thrashing. Caleb had a pleased look on his face, he seemed proud of himself.

He pulled the bloody drill out of Douglas's head, a nasty pulp made of brain matter, skull fragments, and blood oozed from the wound and down Douglas's neck.

"Hhcgh- hh.... hf... hnnng-" Douglas let out a quiet sob. "Still alive hm?" Caleb said with a smile. "You're a tough one, that should have killed you." Caleb placed the drill to another spot on Douglas's head "N-No please-!" Douglas pleaded.

The drill turned on again, spiraling through his skull and into his brain, blood spraying everywhere this time. "AAAAAAAAA- AH- KGHCK- AAAA-" Douglas screamed, he spasmed and twitched as his brain was drilled into.

Caleb twisted the drill around this time, a nasty squelching sound was made as blood spurted and sprayed, liquefied brain matter running down Douglas's neck.

Caleb removed the drill again, Douglas was gasping for air after screaming like that, his hands were still twitching, but it was certain he was alive. "Twice survived hm?" Caleb said, genuinely impressed.

"G-Ghrghkkk..." Douglas gurgled, blood spilling down his chin. "Tell you what, if you survive this third one, I'll let you go." Caleb offered. "Mmmg-hhgck-" Douglas couldn't respond.

Caleb placed the drill at Douglas's temple and turned It on, but this time there was no screaming, just pained whines and gurgles.

Douglas's body spasmed violently as this happened, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he vomited, not puke, but blood. Just blood. It splattered on the floor disgustingly.

Caleb removed the drill and walked in front of Douglas and knelt down to look at him in the eyes. But alas, his eyes were cloudy and lifeless. "Oh well, guess you won't be leaving any time soon, Doug." Caleb said with a small grin.

He untied the deceased man from the chair and heaved him onto his back, holding him like a sack of potatoes.

He carried him over to the makeshift medical table, and threw him down, the limp body landing with a moistened "SLAP" Blood spattering over the pristine white table.

Caleb began to saw the limbs off of the young man's body, humming a light tune. He then sliced open the man's stomach and chest, prying it open and observing the organs inside, they were still moving.

"What a treat we have here!" Caleb said with excitement, he imagined all the ways he could use them "Perhaps we can pay a little homage to your job." He said, glancing over at the unfinished arcade machine. "I think you'd appreciate that..."

[olivia-anderson-fanfic]

Yuu can do it!

Part 32

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Kuroki looked at the mirror in front of him. Of course, like all of the mirrors in this damned place, it didn’t actually function like a mirror, so he had to turn to Ito and Enma, opening his mouth...

“Yes, you look fine,” Ito assured him. Again.

“Would we let you go out if you looked bad?” Enma asked.

Kuroki squinted at him.

“If you were going to do something this important?” he amended.

Kuroki huffed a halfhearted laugh, and turned back to the mirror. The frame was silver, decorated with winding tentacles. At their feet, little pieces of coral and a singular blueish-purple anemone poked out of the tile.

A pair of eels hung over the top of the frame. The silver sheen on the tops of their heads was dulled, as if people had made a habit of petting them while they passed. Maybe it was one of those traditions that people sometimes came up with for statues – rub here for good luck! He had never really believed in those, but he hadn’t believed magic was real a week ago, either, so…

Kuroki reached up and rubbed both of the eels as hard as he could.

He took a deep breath, and then stepped through.

His shoes tapped on the glass beneath him, and he instantly flinched back at the unexpected sound. His head poked back through the mirror, knocking against Enma’s chest, and the boy gave a yelp.

He smiled sheepishly. “Sorry.”

Ito raised an eyebrow. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, just didn’t expect…” He slipped a hand through to wave vaguely. “Y’know.”

“I don’t,” said Ito, amused.

Kuroki huffed. “You will,” he said, before slipping back through.

He was in a circular tunnel made out of glass, relatively blank other than a light purple sign nearby asking him to take off his shoes. But that was fine, because the world beyond the glass made up for the plain surroundings.

They were surrounded by water on all sides, so far beneath the waves that Kuroki couldn’t even see the light coming from the surface — if there even was a surface at all. It was very possible that this particular pocket dimension was entirely full of water, with no land to speak of.

Bioluminescent fish and plants glimmered in the dark water, lighting up the other flora and fauna floating around. A group of blue-ringed octopi were playing what looked to be volleyball with a very stressed-out flounder. A school of minnows circled the tunnel in an endless game of follow the leader. A crab was playing the drums on the stomach of a turtle who seemed surprisingly chill with the situation.

An angler fish bumped against the glass, almost seeming affronted by the fact that it wasn’t allowed to come inside and eat him.

He waved at it.

It stared at him for a long time, considering him, before tilting from side to side, the glowing light attached to its head swaying back and forth in a kind of wave of its own.

He smiled a little and looked back up, at the liters upon liters of water pressing in on the glass.

He grimaced. Well, that’s a safety hazard and a half.

Like, sure, he understood the concept of magic and all that, and that the glass was probably reinforced, but there was still a very large part of him that was going AAAA WE’RE GONNA DIE.

Maybe the reason for the no-shoes policy was that the people running this place didn’t want the glass to break either. Mm. Maybe he should get on that.

The others stepped through while he worked at untying his laces.

Ito was first. They seemed relatively relaxed about the whole situation. Looking around idly, toeing off their shoes, smiling with all of the grace of someone who had decided that they weren’t going to let magic surprise them anymore.

Enma, of course, did the opposite. He immediately rushed to press his nose against the glass.

“Shoes,” Kuroki said.

Enma waved him off, too intent on staring out into the water, taking in everything he could.

Grim floated through after them, only to immediately rush to hide beneath Kuroki’s jacket. Which was rude. That was Kuroki’s thing. But fine, he’d let him.

“What’s up with you?” he asked, wrapping an arm around the bundle in his clothing.

“I don’t like water,” Grim muttered.

Ito sighed and rifled through their pockets, practically throwing their money at the back of Enma’s head. Enma, for his part, didn’t even seem to notice.

Luckily for them, Grim didn’t notice either. Mostly, because his furry face was hidden in Kuroki’s jacket, making it kind of hard for him to see the interaction.

“Let’s go. You can be a librarian with Ito,” Grim suggested.

Kuroki raised an eyebrow. “First of all, I’m not a nerd, so write that down.”

Ito flicked him in the side of the head. But it was worth it, Grim snickered a little, relaxing, if only slightly.

“You’re literally a shut-in,” Enma said, finally tearing his eyes away solely to insult him. It was flattering, in a way. “You’re the most nerdy out of all of us!”

“You’re the one that carries a journal everywhere!”

“Yeah? How many otome games did you play back in our world?”

“What would you look up here first if you got your hands on a phone?”

“Girls, girls, you’re both pretty,” Ito cut in.

Kuroki scowled. He was never going to do something out of the goodness of his heart ever again.

“We need to get him to work in time for his interview. Enma, c’mon, we can look around on the way back, m’kay?”

Enma huffed, but slipped off his shoes. The four (well, three, kind of, because Kuroki was carrying Grim) of them slowly made their way down the tunnel. The one they were walking along was the main one, larger than the rest, but there were several other paths branching off, towards different things. The tubes might have seemed futuristic, if not for the fact that they had to walk them. Instead, it felt a little bit tedious. Too many steps. Literally.

Yet he walked them anyway, making sure to keep track of purple signs pointing him along. They passed quite a few people with light purple armbands as they went, as well as a couple of yellow ones. Most people were heading down the main tunnel towards a large, castle-like building, or branching off halfway down, towards a smaller place.

Predictably, the signs declared the smaller place to be exactly where they were supposed to be going.

The smaller place was still pretty large, even its windows were taller than Enma, allowing a perfect view of the watery depths they were submerged in. To get inside, you had to walk through the jaws of a giant, but thankfully long-dead, fish. The interior was decorated in shades of purple, lavish in color and material quality. Smooth jazz rolled over them.

Kuroki hesitated, poking his head out of the fish’s ribcage, searching for a possible employee entrance. If there was one there, it wasn’t blatantly obvious, and he wasn’t sure whether he should enter through it, anyway. So, he sighed and drew back. Only to realize that his friends had gone very tense, their eyes locked on someone in front of them.

Kuroki whirled around to look.

Wow, this guy was tall.

Kuroki craned his neck up to look at him, and almost regretted it when he saw the boy’s face. Not because of the face itself, he looked… fine. Symmetrical. Teal hair that framed his face shape well. A cool earring. Two entirely heterochromatic eyes, one yellow and the other an olive color. A single strand of black hair fell in his face, but even that seemed to be intentional. A thin-lipped smile and well-maintained clothes.

It was one of the guys that had been taking notes with Azul that first day.

Jade Leech, according to his nametag.

There was something… off about him. In a way that was impossible to truly explain. Something about him threw him for a loop. His face was somehow wrong. All of the proportions were right, but there was something strange about the way the muscles moved. It was like staring at an AI model. It was perfect, but to the point where it was undeniably fake. Whatever Jade Leech was, he wasn’t human.

Then again, Kuroki was currently being used as a shelter for a monster under his arm. Even if this… person wasn’t human, that didn’t necessarily mean that he was evil, right?

Though, admittedly, the specific style of the suit and fedora he wore kind of reminded Kuroki of a mafia movie. Not a fun thought to have about your future employer.

But, hey, he had thought that the school was a cult at first, so fashion might just be different here!

Hesitantly, he offered his hand to shake. “Hi, I’m assuming you work here – because of the nametag and all – so… I’m Kuroki Yuuya. I’m here for an interview?”

Jade looked mildly surprised. His smile stretched a little wider, showing off too-sharp teeth. He shook Kuroki’s hand with that perfectly calculated amount of firmness that all businesspeople seemed to have down to a science.

“Jade Leech. Second year.” His gaze flicked over Ito and Enma and he removed his fedora, pressing it to his chest. “Loitering is not allowed at this fine establishment, so I must ask you to either purchase something or, kindly, leave.”

Ito mustered a halfhearted smile. “Ah, sorry, senpai, we don’t have enough money. We’ll go.”

Enma nodded his agreement, already taking a careful step back.

Kuroki sent them both pleading looks over his shoulder, but they both shied away.

“There’s a reason you’ve got to get this job, Kuroki. We can’t even afford to wait for you,” Enma joked, but it wasn’t quite as lighthearted as he tried to make it seem, so it fell flat. “See you at home?”

Jade tipped his head to the side. “You seem tense. Do I unsettle you? My, that hurts my feelings. Sniffle. Sob. Boohoo.”

Jade wasn’t even bringing his hands up to hide the fact that he wasn’t at all crying. Or even upset. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying their wariness, watching every little uncomfortable shift that they made intently.

Okay. Just because Jade wasn’t a human didn’t mean he was evil. He was evil. But not because he was inhuman.

Speaking of inhuman people, though this time the subject wasn’t (too) evil, Grim ducked out from under his arm.

“Let’s go before they throw us out.”

“You too?” said Kuroki, hurt.

“I don’t like it here,” said Grim, frowning. “It smells like fish.”

“You like fish.”

“Weird fish,” Grim ‘elaborated’. In quotations because that clarified absolutely nothing.

Kuroki sighed. “Fine. I’ll see you guys later. But.” He looked at Ito. “I expect food as repayment.”

Ito snickered. “I was going to cook anyways, but sure. I’ll make you something extra.”

With a lighter heart (and lighter stomach, too, he was suddenly aware that he was kind of hungry), he allowed Jade to lead him inside.

The Mostro Lounge was… a restaurant. About what you’d expect. Admittedly, it was a rather nice restaurant, he could feel the money dripping from this place, and the bar on the far wall was definitely more well-stocked than you might expect an average college to have, but it wasn’t all that different than any other high-end restaurant. The only thing that Kuroki found mildly surprising was that it seemed to be a seafood restaurant of sorts; even then, he supposed that made sense, considering they were out in the middle of an artificial(?) ocean.

Suddenly, an arm looped around his shoulders and started pressing down. Kuroki hissed a curse as someone threw their entire weight into him, and he struggled valiantly to stay upright, but he was crushed soon enough.

“Nine and a half seconds,” said Jade, still using that pleasant little voice.

“Lasted longer than I thought he would,” said his assailant.

Kuroki groaned.

His pain seemed to amuse the person, because he heard them laugh by his ear in the moment before they rolled off of him.

He sat up slowly, testing everything to make sure it wouldn’t bruise too badly, before looking at the person who had tried to flatten him.

It was… Jade again?

No, wait, his clothes were disheveled. Which, admittedly, wouldn’t be unexpected after throwing his entire weight onto Kuroki, but a glance upwards confirmed that Jade was still standing a few feet away, looking not at all upset by the disruption. This had to be the other person he had seen taking notes with Azul, then. He looked between the two. Up close, it was clear that they were identical twins. The kind that mirrored each other in looks, he had forgotten the term for it.

Whatever.

He looked for a nametag, and frowned when he couldn’t find one. Maybe he was off-duty?

Jade chuckled. “Yuuya-san, meet my twin brother, Floyd.”

Floyd offered Kuroki a hand up. “Nice to squeeze ya.”

Kuroki took it. “Don’t you mean ‘nice to meet you’?”

“Nope,” Floyd said, grinning widely. He helped Kuroki up, and then some, lifting him clean off the ground.

Kuroki quickly realized that his arm might pop out of its socket if he hung like that for too long. He grabbed Floyd’s hand with his free one, taking some of his weight off of his poor, unfortunate joints.

Floyd gave him a considering look. “You’re not trying to escape?”

“It’s not going to help anything,” Kuroki said, attempting to shrug. Instead, he ended up doing a minute pull-up in midair.

“Azul was right, you definitely are non-threatening,” said Floyd.

Kuroki’s eyebrows knit together. “Thank… you…?”

“It wasn’t a compliment.”

“Oooookay.”

They lapsed into an awkward silence. Or, at least, it was awkward for Kuroki, who shrunk under the stares of the two Leech twins.

“Could you… let me down, please?” he tried.

Of course, this was too much to even pretend to hope for. He was thrown over Floyd’s shoulder.

Kuroki wheezed, not at all pleased by the bone digging into his stomach, nor the way that it only pressed into him more with every bouncing step.

He hates this damned school.

He was paraded around the room twice, and he pressed his face into his hands so he wouldn’t see the strange combination of amused and pitying looks from the restaurantgoers. Most of them hadn’t even seemed surprised. Maybe this was routine. Like a hazing.

Eventually, he was released from his Hell, because Floyd and Jade entered a side room and he was set down. He’d been moved too fast, he would like to add, the sudden rush of blood moving to his head making the room spin. He fell to the ground and laid there for a solid ten seconds, spread-eagle, wondering whether it was even worth it to get up.

Floyd stepped over his prone body and moved further into the room, so it was probably safe to try.

Slowly, he pushed himself up to sit once again, looking around, his hand cradling his still-pounding head.

This room was, somehow, even more opulent, with several aquariums dotted beneath the wall-to-wall bookcases, like they were mere accessories and not at all difficult or expensive to maintain. On the wall opposite the door, there was a giant, gold-plated vault, which just made him wonder about the value of the stuff inside the vault. Two plush-looking couches had been pressed against the wall, making room for a single folding chair in front of a large desk.

Azul Ashengrotto smiled at him behind the desk, one leg crossed over the other, leaning back in a rather expensive-looking office chair.

Kuroki would wonder why they had opted for a folding chair, especially considering the chairs in the Lounge were actually rather nice, but he wasn’t dumb.

Great. They were doing power plays.

As if just being Kuroki’s potential boss wasn’t enough.

“You’re late, but I’m sure that’s only due to my… associates,” said Azul.

Floyd threw himself over one of the couches, grinning. “He was on time, yeah,” he confirmed.

Jade chuckled. “Apologies, Azul, but we wished to size up our possible new hire.”

“I can see that,” he said, watching the puddle that was Kuroki struggle to his feet. “Make it up to me by being a dear and closing the door for me?”

Jade did so without complaint, and Kuroki tried not to flinch when he heard a lock click into place. It was probably just because they didn’t want anyone to barge in during the interviewing process. Probably. Hopefully.

Azul gestured for Kuroki to sit, and Kuroki did so, wondering whether the place would offer medical benefits, because someone had to pay for the heart attack these people were inevitably going to give him.

Azul set a thin folder on the desk, smiling. “I suppose that we should get right into it. So, you wish to become a staff member of this fine establishment, do you?”

“Yes. I’m –.”

“Kuroki Yuuya. He/him pronouns. One of three magicless residents of Ramshackle Dorm. Housewarden in name only. Most well-known for being involved in four major incidents on campus so far. Known friends include: ‘Ito’ Mor-al-es, Enma Yuuken, Grim, Ace Trappola, and Deuce Spade. Also well acquainted with Riddle Rosehearts, Trey Clover, and Cater Diamond. Am I correct so far?”

Kuroki nodded slowly.

Well. This was uncomfortable.

Azul smiled. He handed Kuroki the folder. It… was, honestly, closer to a mini conspiracy board than anything. A spread of notes in a curling kind of scrawl and a number of photos that Kuroki hadn’t noticed being taken. “Of course I am. However, that is all that I know for sure. There is very little information on you.”

Kuroki grimaced.

“In fact, there’s nothing on any of the residents of Ramshackle Dorm. No school records, no hospital records, unlisted countries of origin, no known families to speak of. Not even a single birth certificate among the four of you.”

Here it comes.

“You’re spies,” said Azul, grinning victoriously.

Kuroki stared at him for a moment.

And then he turned his face away, trying his damndest not to let on that he was struggling not to laugh. You shouldn’t laugh at your future employer, it was absolutely a terrible first impression to make when the person could potentially provide you your livelihood.

Unfortunately, if Azul’s mildly affronted look meant anything, he hadn’t hidden it well enough.

Finally, seeing that his attempts had been fruitless, Kuroki started snickering into his hand. “Spies,” he mumbled, more than a little incredulous. He tried to imagine Ito or Enma as spies. Ito, he could kind of see, they certainly had the social skills to pull it off, but Ito wouldn’t bother, they had found out Crowley was committing fraud and decided that they would only extort him for minor favors. As for Enma, he was far too earnest to do something like that, his strategy would probably be ‘tell people that he is a spy and then hope they laugh it off’.

Kuroki himself would run away screaming and then get shot in the head because he knew too much, of course.

And, beyond the hilarity of that ideal, it was also… interesting. If they had jumped to spies as their first explanation, the idea of dimension travel must be just as impossible here as it was back where they were from.

They were really stuck here.

But that was a problem for later, for now he had to deal with… whatever this was.

Azul, Jade, and Floyd were all looking at him. Azul looked, expectedly, affronted. Jade’s eyes were gleaming with curiosity. Floyd looked like he was going to laugh along with Kuroki, if only because Azul’s face was steadily reddening.

Kuroki wiped a tear from his eye, still grinning. “S-sorry – hahaha – sorry! I just. Am not a spy.”

“Then – then how do you explain it?” Azul asked, thrown.

Kuroki rolled his eyes. “You wouldn’t believe me.”

Jade hummed. “You’ll find we’d believe quite a lot.”

“Yeah, and you shouldn’t be keeping secrets from your employers,” Floyd added, resting his head in his hand.

Kuroki gave them a flat look. “We’re from another dimension.”

It was silent for a solid minute.

“What.” said Floyd.

Kuroki shrugged. “I told you you wouldn’t believe me.”

“Well, if you insist on lying, of course we’re not going to believe you. At least lie believably,” said Azul, who had looped right back to being offended. He definitely thought Kuroki was saying that because he thought Azul was dumb. If only.

Kuroki sighed. “So, can I assume that I’m not getting the job?” There had to be a town or something nearby that he could find work in. Or maybe he could find odd jobs. Or he could do people’s homework for them, but that plan wouldn’t help in the short term, considering his lack of base knowledge about this world.

Or maybe he could just become a sugar baby to one of the millions of rich people on campus.

He grimaced. Maybe not that last one, if he could help it.

“Okayokayokay,” said Floyd, not answering in favor of pressing Kuroki on his ‘story’. He seemed torn between being annoyed and amused, which was decidedly the best reaction out of the three. “So, we’re supposed to assume that, somehow, you three nonmagical people managed to get into another world? How?”

Kuroki shrugged. “Honestly, if I knew more, I’d tell you.”

“Was there, like, a portal or something, and you three just happened to be there in time to walk through?”

Kuroki’s eyebrows furrowed. “No, nothing like that. We weren’t in the same place when we got taken here. I mean, we didn’t even know each other before any of this. Like, Ito was across the world from Enma and me.”

Jade snickered. “Then why are you assuming that you’re even from the same world at all?”

Kuroki opened his mouth, because obviously they were from the same world, nothing else made sense.

But then his mouth hung there. His head tipped forward to rest in his hands. Shit. They hadn’t even considered that. And, as a couple of random interactions began to flit past his mind, dumb things that Kuroki had brushed off, he began to realize just how obvious it was. Hell, Ito didn’t even get taken in the same way as Enma and Kuroki had!

Fuckfuckfuck.

“I have to admit, he’s quite the actor,” said Jade, giving Kuroki a contemplative look. “He truly does seem to be having a crisis.”

Kuroki couldn’t even bring himself to roll his eyes. It wasn’t like he would believe it if he wasn’t living it. Even while living it, he would be quicker to assume he was in a coma.

Shit, was he in a coma?

Hahahahahahaha oh god new paranoid thought unlocked.

But… no. He had dreams when he slept sometimes. Not important ones, just the kind of ‘oooooh your teeth fell out’ ‘oooooh you have to take a test and you forgot to study’ ‘no one even cares about you enough to hate you’ or ‘ooooh look at this fool he forgot his clothes’ dreams that everyone has from time to time. He was pretty sure you can’t dream while in a coma. That wouldn’t work. Right?

Right?

… he’d look it up in the library later.

“– could be beneficial to have that on our side,” Azul mused.

Dully, Kuroki noticed that he was somehow acing his interview while having a crisis. Multitasking king. He’s so talented.

He is going to have a full-on breakdown.

How could he have been so stupid?

“Or dangerous.”

Azul hummed consideringly. “I’m more worried about what would happen if we didn’t have him under our thumb.”

Floyd’s smile lessened. “He’s pretty anxious, though – or, at least, he pretends to be. That kind of person isn’t usually the most loyal when things go wrong. Are you sure you want this kind of shrimpy guy working for us, Azul?”

Azul opened his mouth to respond, but Kuroki snapped out of it at that moment.

“Shrimpy?” Kuroki said indignantly. “I’m average height where I’m from!”

Floyd laughed. “So, that’s what gets you. What, don’t like being called a shrimp, Koebi-chan? You’ve got the posture of one right now.”

Kuroki immediately straightened his back, his face flushing. “Can’t a man have a crisis in peace?”

“No,” said Jade, smiling ‘sweetly’.

“Well, at least you’re honest,” Kuroki muttered.

“What was that?” Floyd asked.

Kuroki grimaced. “Nothing! Sorry.”

“No. Genuinely. We’re hard of hearing.”

Kuroki blinked. “Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”

Azul waved him off. “It’s fine, just repeat yourself a little louder, please.”

“I was just saying… at least you’re honest about it, you know?” He cringed. Please don’t kill me.

“Honest…” repeated Jade, very much seeming like he was going to kill him regardless of Kuroki’s silent plea. He tilted his head to the side, weighing his options, and then crossed the room in three smooth steps, leaning in Kuroki’s face, taking his chin in his hand. “Look me in the eyes.”

“Uh…” said Kuroki. He tried to back off, but Jade’s grip was surprisingly strong. “I don’t really swing like that…”

Floyd cackled.

Jade sighed. “Not what I meant.”

Kuroki glanced at Floyd, wondering why he couldn’t be enjoying himself this much, and then looked Jade in the eyes. They sure were… eyes.

“Is something supposed to be happ –?”

“Shock the heart,” he said.

It sure did shock his heart. A jolt of electricity rushed through him, and he pressed his lips together to suppress the groan that threatened to leave him.

And, granted, Kuroki had never particularly liked looking people in the eyes, but that had never happened before.

“Are you a spy?” he asked.

“No, man. I already told you. I’m from another dimension.”

Kuroki blinked. He… hadn’t meant to say that so bluntly. He blushed and pressed further back in the chair, dislodging Jade’s grip surprisingly easily as he rushed to hide in his jacket. “Shit – I mean – oops. I – uh – I’m sorry,” he rushed to explain. “That came out ruder than I was intending.”

They paid little attention to his stammered apologies, looking between themselves with tiny frowns.

“Maybe he’s schizophrenic,” offered Floyd.

“Huh?!” Kuroki said, his voice nearly squeaking in its incredulity.

“This is the right age for that to develop, but he doesn’t have a flat affect,” Jade mused.

Kuroki threw his hands up. “I think I’d know if I had schizophrenia.”

“You wouldn’t, that’s one of the core traits of that mental illness,” Azul dismissed that idea, and successfully added one more paranoid thought to Kuroki’s arsenal. He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Okay. You’re not a spy. Just probably delusional. That’s… good.”

Kuroki noted that they no longer thought he was lying, just delusional.

But he filed that under the rapidly growing folder labeled ‘Problems For Later’.

He gave Azul a tiny smile. “I’m not going to betray you. To be honest, you guys are terrifying.”

“Aw. Thank you!” said Floyd.

Kuroki shot him finger guns.

Azul considered him for a few moments more.

And then he sighed. “I suppose it’s worth it if I get a favor from our esteemed Headmage.”

Kuroki lit up. A stable income!

Jade leaned into his face once again, and Kuroki tipped so far back in his chair that it started to fall. ‘Thankfully’, Jade caught it.

“Our parents own a particular kind of organization. If you betray us, not only will we make your school life a living hell, but we will use our connections to make sure that, no matter where you run or hide, you cannot escape our wrath. Okay?”

“Understood,” Kuroki said, much less excited about the money than he had been before.

Jade smiled pleasantly and let go of the chair, allowing Kuroki to fall back onto the floor in a heap.

Kuroki swallowed thickly, pushing himself up for what felt like the millionth time that day. “Am I free to leave, then?”

“Of course. You start tomorrow, we’ll go over your contract then,” said Azul, smiling primly.

Kuroki lifted a hand in an awkward wave. “Okay. Bye.”

“Bye, Koebi-chan!” Floyd said gleefully. “See you tomorrow!”

Kuroki nodded jerkily, gritting his teeth to make sure he didn’t upset the mafia member by fighting back against the nickname, not even waiting for a dismissal from Jade before he fled.

Okay. Okay. That was a lot. Kuroki… needed a moment to collect his thoughts.

First, he was pretty sure he just joined the mafia. Or, at least, an extension of it, though that hardly made him feel better about it.

Plan of action: be as boring as possible and hope they lose interest.

Good plan! He was very boring and not at all prone to getting in trouble!

Next problem!

Second, Crowley now owed Azul and his cronies a debt.

Ha!

No plan needed, that was awesome.

Finally, and perhaps he had only included the other two to stall thinking about this one, he was from a different ‘Earth’ than Enma and Ito were.

Plan of action: ???

Should he tell them?

Probably, right?

That was the morally correct thing to do.

However, saying it aloud meant that he would have to genuinely confront it, and he didn’t want that.

But, then again, it was yet another reason to stay here, in this reality. With his friends. Maybe it would give them a reason to want to stay, too.

But what if it wasn’t enough?

What if he wasn’t enough?

He was so lost in his thoughts that he knocked shoulders with another student. Kuroki murmured an apology, still intent on speed-walking to Ramshackle to, at the very least, drown his sorrows in whatever Ito had made for dinner.

But a hand clamped around his wrist.

Kuroki jumped, looking over at a student. Yellow armband. Savanaclaw. Joy of joys. He was going to get his ass handed to him by someone in the dorm known for being full of muscle heads.

“Look where you’re fucking going,” the boy hissed.

Kuroki smiled nervously. “I’m sorry, I was thinking about… homework. I didn’t mean to.”

Savanaclaw dude, hereby named Meathead, scoffed. “Not even going to argue? Sevens, have some self-respect.”

“You… want me to fight you?” Kuroki asked, incredulous.

“It’s more fun that way, don’t you think?” Meathead said, grinning sharply.

“Uh, no, I prefer just not fighting at all.”

This only made Meathead more mad, unfortunately. And, as Kuroki tugged at his arm, panic rising in his throat, it sunk in that, for what was basically the first time since he’d been dropped into this world, he was very much alone. No Enma and Ito to hide behind, no Grim to spit fire at them, no one but himself. And ‘himself’ really wasn’t anything special.

‘Himself’ wasn’t really worth saving. Kuroki certainly wouldn’t put in the effort to save himself if it wasn’t so imperative for his own survival.

But it was, so here he was, debating the morality of lying about his religious status and pacifistic ways to get out of this.

Thankfully, before he could commit to that, he was saved:

“Knock it off,” a deep voice said.

Meathead froze, his grip loosening on Kuroki’s arm in his surprise, and then letting go entirely, his hands immediately coming up in a kind of ‘I wasn’t touching him!’ gesture.

Or, maybe, a ‘please don’t hurt me’ gesture. That would be rich, coming from Mr. Fight Back Or You’re Lame.

Kuroki followed his gaze to a tall man. Even under his uniform — perfectly fitted, and yet thrown on sloppily, his suit jacket hanging off one of his shoulders lazily — Kuroki could see that the guy was solid muscle. He had a nasty scar over one eye.

And that wasn’t even going into the quiet aura of power surrounding him. Unlike the one Jade had (and, by some extension, Floyd had it, too, though he was less concerned with hiding it), which was a quiet whisper of something off, something in the back of his mind whispering that he was a predator in disguise, this was more of a… result of the man’s attitude. He walked with the kind of ease that came from knowing you can beat anyone around you in a fight, knowing you’re the most powerful person in the room. Kuroki was pleasantly surprised to find that the glass wasn’t cracking beneath his feet with every languid step he took.

Nevermind. Meathead was right to not fight back. He’d lose so fast.

“Leona-san,” Meathead murmured, backing several more steps away from Kuroki, just to be safe.

Leona crossed his arms. “So, what, you move up a year, and suddenly you’re picking on freshmen?”

Meathead blushed. “It’s not like that at all! He bumped into me!”

“And?”

Meathead didn’t seem to know how to respond to that, but that was fine because Leona was no longer looking at him, anyway.

Their eyes met, and Kuroki shrunk back.

Leona took a step forward to make up for the new distance, and then another step seemingly just because. His nose twitched.

“Sevens, that’s a lot of anxiety,” Leona said.

“I’ve noticed,” Kuroki said, continuing to back away until he hit the glass.

Leona hummed, closing the distance easily. And then he got even closer, leaning down, until his nose was way too close to Kuroki’s neck. Kuroki wondered if he was going to tear his artery out with his teeth or something, because there was surely no good reason for this to be happening.

Leona drew back, looking at him with narrowed eyes. “You smell just like the other magicless student.”

Does he just make a habit of sniffing people?!

“We all use the same shampoo?” Kuroki offered meekly.

“Like dirt.”

“Huh?!” said Kuroki. He might have jerked back in surprise but, unfortunately, he had no room to.

“And, of course, there is no scent of magic on you,” Leona continued to drawl, as if he hadn’t killed Kuroki’s already low self-esteem in one fell swoop. He turned back to Meathead, whose eyes were widening, as if he was only just now seeing Kuroki for the first time. “He’s one of the ones who got here on the charity of the Headmage, who knows how he’d react if you lay a hand on him.”

Kuroki, privately, figured Crowley wouldn’t care, but what they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.

Leona gave a cheeky grin. “If you’re going to bat at mice, do it where people won’t see you, yeah?”

Kuroki did not like that he wasn’t outright saying not to harm him, but he’d take the win, honestly.

Leona threw up a hand in a lazy wave, though it was hard to tell who it was aimed at. “I have business to tend to, play nice.”

Kuroki watched him walk off towards the Mostro Lounge for just a few seconds before deciding that, actually, he wasn’t going to stick around to see whether Meathead would behave when Leona wasn’t there.

And, besides, he had a breakdown scheduled in about three minutes.

So, he turned tail and ran.

~

Ito and Enma were in the kitchen. Enma was manning the fire extinguisher in case the stove malfunctioned, and Ito was… well, cooking, obviously. It looked to be a stir fry of some sort.

Kuroki glanced back into the living room, making sure that Grim was still sleeping, content by the fireplace.

And then he sighed, closing the door behind himself.

Enma looked over at the sound and, upon seeing Kuroki’s face, grimaced. “Didn’t get the job?”

Kuroki hesitated.

“It’s fine, we’ll figure it out,” Ito promised, not looking up like all good cooks should. “I’ll see if I can get more money out of Crowley.”

“Honestly, it’s probably best this way, someone has to watch over Grim,” said Enma.

“And we can always budget. Lord knows that monster needs his tuna can funds cut.”

Kuroki’s face flushed. It was much harder to lie to them when they were being nice to him…

“I got the job,” he started, chewing on his bottom lip nervously.

Enma and Ito stopped trying to make him feel better, because they no longer knew what they were supposed to be helping him with.

Enma’s eyebrows furrowed. “Then…?”

Okay, no going back.

He took a deep breath. “What do you guys know about Disney?”

Ito and Enma looked at each other, confused. Ito quietly moved the pan to another burner and flicked the knob to turn off the stove. “What’s a Disney?”

Kuroki cringed and looked at Enma, who only shrugged.

He sighed. “Okay. We’re from alternate universes.”

Enma and Ito went very still.

“How… why do you think that?” Ito asked, their grip on their wooden spoon tight.

Kuroki leaned against the door, sighing. “Enma. What’s that one thing you keep quoting? Something about aiming for the head?”

“It’s a musical in English, I wouldn’t expect either of you guys to know it,” he argued.

Kuroki hummed. “And, Ito, how did you know you liked Coke?”

Ito frowned. “It’s… it’s Coke.”

“Something you recognize from your world,” Kuroki said. “But I don't. Enma?”

Enma cringed. “No. But that doesn’t mean anything. Ito is from Mexico, we’re not, it could totally be a different brand in Japan — or just under a different name.”

Kuroki shrugged. “Which is why I brought up Disney. Where I’m from, there’s something called Disney, Japan. It’s a pretty big deal. There’s also, like, ten Disney things in America, so Ito I think you should know the name, too.”

The silence was deafening.

(For now, Kuroki chose to leave out that this entire world was seemingly based around the Disney stories. The alternate reality stuff in itself was already a lot to take in, and he wasn’t completely sure about that one quite yet, anyway. From what he could tell, the Great Seven weren’t at all what he remembered being told about the characters they resembled, as — despite his general lack of knowledge about most things Disney — he was pretty sure they were supposed to be villains, not paragons.)

So, quietly, they took it all in.

Even if Crowley managed to find out how to send them back to their original worlds, they wouldn’t be together.

There was no winning.

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