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aetherarf · 3 years

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Okay, so if someone else hasn't already brought it up and to build on the Autistic hcs, how would Diluc feel about a close friend (or s/o) w/ ADHD offering to show him and or share their collection of misc stimmy stuff (basically a mix of misc things they personally find really satisfying to mess with ie some bits of fabric, interesting lids, switches, clips, beads, ect) ?

ANONYMOUS:

godam the autistic diluc hcs got me super soft, so uh- related to that can you do some platonic or romantic (i dont mind either way) hcs with autistic diluc + adhd reader solidarity? 👉👈

like maybe they relate over sensory issues or stimming, or them helping each other with diverging symptoms, or something? 👉👈

tysm <3

Got two separate, put them together! Here you go!

This can be read as pure platonic or in the pining stage of romance.

Bonus! Kaeya being a good brother! sorta.

[[ ADHD!Reader, Summary: Diluc hasn't really known a lot about himself... But somehow, you introduce him to a part of himself he long since forgot about, and he's more than happy about it.

Word Count: 1'600 ]]

Diluc didn't mind his newest patron. While, perhaps, they struggled to focus at times, and seemed to fidget often, he didn't hold it against them. Besides, they were pleasant to talk to, and at times, would go on long tales about ... Well. Anything. And he liked to listen, encouraging them to keep speaking whenever they ceased, oftentimes apologizing.

That patron was you.

You went regularly. Maybe you wanted wine one night, apple cider vinegar the next, and the third you just wanted company, but whenever Diluc was there, you found yourself deciding you were happy with just the company... Well... And maybe a fruity drink he offered you from time to time. They tasted better when he made them, anyway.

But you noticed something, how he'd seem a little twitchy when the tavern was particularly full, and how he would either fumble with his gloves, or tapping his fingertips on the bar with a shockingly consistent rhythm, able to keep in tune with the bards song quite well.

You wondered, idly, if he had stimmed, and avoided it in public.

When questioned, he gave you an odd look.

"No, I don't." He said, "I don't know what that is."

"oh. Nevermind, then!"

But that night, you couldn't let it go. You wondered, maybe, he'd enjoy stimming? Well, no reason not to try!

You had gathered a few of your stimming objects--a sort of slime that made a nice crunchy noise you got from Marjorie, only downside is you had to replace it sometimes, but it was quite nice. Nicely kept in it's container, you tossed it in.

A few pieces of fabric, some silky, some fluffy like fur... You liked toying with them, having them in your pocket while you fumbled with it. Good for being subtle about it.

A string of beads that clicked together nicely, oddly shaped but nice for rolling between fingertips...

And, yet another from Marjorie, a small cube that had many switches and buttons. It was some old contraption that was found in a Ruin Guard, you attracted by the pleasant noises it made when you toyed with it, and after inspecting the insides, you discovered it empty, so it was safe to mess with. Durable, too.

Putting these in a pouch, you headed back to the Angel's Share. Sure, earlier than expected, but it was open, so...

You walked in, seeing him tying up his hair in a high ponytail with a black ribbon, slightly mesmerized as he tied a quaint bow, before he noticed you.

"You're early," he said, voice calm... Perhaps happy.

"Yes, I had something I wanted to show you," you said, walking over and placing the bag on the table, and he looked at it curiously, until tugging it open, showing all of the objects you brought, organizing them neatly, before looking at him expectantly, "These! These are for stimming."

Diluc observed them, oddly. "I still don't know what 'stimming' is." He said, his way of asking what it was.

"Uhm," you thought, "Controlled stimulation, I guess? It's easier to show then explain. Here-" you grabbed the small container of crunchy, arguably non-sticky slime, and set it upon the table, crushing it in your hands, admiring how it oozed between your fingers, but the pleasant sound of crunching. "You just sort of toy with it. It helps my mind feel... At ease. Here," you rolled the slime back into a ball, " You try."

He looked at it... And pulled off his gloves, setting them on the table as he picked up the ball of slime, squishing it slightly, a faint crackling as he did so. Eventually, he held it in one palm, and crushed it as you did, his eyes widening... And then he kept folding it in his hands, eventually leaning forward and setting it on the table, poking into it.

As you looked at his face, you could tell that "Lord Ragnvindr" wasn't present. Instead, a childish, excited soul had presented itself, mesmerized with his new toy.

Oh, how happy he was. You could get some more another time, or buy him some... He seemed so... Happy. It was hard to not want to give him as much as he could ever want.

And that was a single object. How happy would he be, with the others?

"Diluc," you said, but he didn't respond, "Diluc." You said a little louder, and he jerked his head up, looking at you in surprise, "Here, I think you'll like this one, too." Offered him the small cube, and you took the slime, putting it away, resolving to leave it for him. He took it, and looked at it oddly before he moved it in his fingers, thumb frantically pressing the buttons-once again, in a odd sort of rhythm. You wondered if that green bard could use that rhythm to write a song.

Actually, maybe he played music... he seemed to have the rhythm for it.

Eventually, someone walked up beside you, a man in blue with a fluffy mass slung over his shoulder, "Hey Diluc." Kaeya. You knew him. Diluc spoke little about him, but when he did, it was often with a longing tone, or subtle praises.

Diluc didn't respond, entranced by the object in his hand.

"... Diluc? Hey! Diiiluuuuc?" He half leaned over the bar, until Diluc noticed him, jumping slightly... and then spoke with a groan.

"What do you want, Kaeya?" He asked, nearly a demand.

"Whew, thought I lost you there. Is it really so hard to pay attention to your dear baby brother?" He set his elbows on the bar, and propped his head up with his hands, puffing out his cheeks in a pouting expression, "What did little Kaeya do..."

"Do you want your usual?" He asked, despite how usually he'd be snapping at Kaeya now, having turned around and grabbed a bottle of wine.

Kaeya, for a split second, looked baffled, looking over to you, and gesturing to Diluc... you just shrugged.

"Sure." Kaeya said, voice the same as always as his confusion dissipated. "My, someone's having a good day." He stood up properly, taking the wine offered to him, "Add it to my tab?"

Diluc was already scribbling in a notepad, "Got it."

Kaeya froze again, looked at you... and finally leaving.

Instead of thinking about all those weird looks Kaeya gave you, you decided to show Diluc through the rest of the things you brought...

...

Eventually, you decided it was time to go- you couldn't stay as late as usual, but when Diluc asked, with the heartbroken gaze of a pup, "You're leaving?"

"I'll be back tomorrow! I have work early tomorrow, too..." You half muttered out, horrifically tempted to ruin tomorrow for a better tonight.

"...I see. I'll see you tomorrow." He said, displeased but not wanting to cause you anymore fuss. You walked out of the Tavern, sighing in regret... you'd probably thank yourself in the morning.

Probably.

"Hey," you jumped at the unexpected voice, seeing Kaeya sitting at one of the tables placed outside.

"Oh... hi," you muttered, "It's cold out-Wouldn't you... rather be outside?"

Kaeya hummed to himself, closing his eye... "Yeah, but I needed to ask you something. Won't take long," he gestured to the chair beside him, "Come, sit."

You obeyed, "I do have to get home, so please hurry."

"I will... But-" he hesitated, "What was with Diluc? Did you... do something, to him? He seemed so happy."

You didn't want to think about how he sounded so... sad, about it.

"Uhm...Well, I saw he fidgeted a lot, and I do to. I have some little toys, I guess, I use to help me calm down. I brought them and gave a few to him, and he really liked them. Maybe it was that?"

Kaeya was quiet for a moment tapping his foot as he thought.

"Just those little toys?"

You shrugged, "Yeah. They... help me get pent up energy. Maybe the reason he isn't, uhm, that happy, is that he was just... sort of built up inside? I wouldn't know."

"I see," Kaeya said, looking over at the currently closed door to the tavern, "You know, he hasn't been that calm in years. Since we were little,"

Another long moment of silence, and then Kaeya looked back to you. He sat up properly, and grabbed something off his belt--a bag of mora, and set it on the table.

"Do me a favor-I don't know where I'd find any stuff like that, but use this to buy some more things like that. It..."

He tensed.

"Diluc's happiness mean a lot to me."

You hesitantly looked at the bag... granted, you had to custom order most of the stuff--not that it was pricy, but it was a hassle...

Seeing Kaeya's pleading gaze, you couldn't help but accept it.

"Okay," you said with a smile, "I'm sure Diluc will be happy to know-"

"Maybe don't tell him." Kaeya interrupted you, "I don't want him to think anything... weird, is going on between us. Either you and me or me and him. I'm happy just... seeing him happy."

You didn't know what to think.

"Okay, I'll make sure to get him some more stuff. I-I liked seeing him happy too."

Kaeya smirked, "Oh, I can tell. Well, I'm cold. See you tomorrow, hot stuff." He said, walking to the tavern and closing the door behind him quickly, leaving you in the cold chill of the night.

Well, better get home. Still had to get to bed, and you needed to give Diluc a very roundabout gift from Kaeya.

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20rubixcubes · 3 years

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enhypen as baristas

maknae line x gn!reader (comedy, fluff, mild angst)

~1.2k words ea (headcanons)

warnings: cursing

a/n: i just wrote this for funsies, please be mindful that there is heavy swearing in these headcanons (particularly in ni-ki’s part), so if that isn’t your taste, perhaps skip this one! other than that, the rest of this is pretty chill, so i hope you enjoy my shitposting. oh, and lmk if you like this enough to want part two with the hyung line 👀 just maybe i’ll do it

sunoo

was only recently employed as an afternoon shift employee and was both shocked and distressed after discovering the cafe didnt have an instagram

“what do you MEAN you dont have instagram??? how do we post selfies???” “sunoo we sell coffee” “NO ONE WANTS COFFEE JUNGWON THEY WANT CUTE BARISTAS”

starts an instagram for the cafe and takes aesthetic pictures of his latte art

his selfies get way more likes though

speaking of his latte art, he masters the skill like a week in and everyone else is incredibly jealous

their jealousy wears off when jungwon tells him that he has to start training the new apprentices

pretends he forgot how to do it for like a week but it hurts his pride so he begrudgingly agrees to train the apprentices instead

in his free time he can be found snapping pictures around the shop, eventually expanding to taking pictures of the others too

“sunghoon stop moving you look cute and i need to take a photo” “sunoo im holding hot milk” “does it look like i care beauty is pain sweetie”

other than that, he sometimes sits in the booths to snack on muffins and do his homework since he only comes in to the shop for about an hour during his school lunch break and on the weekends

you meet sunoo after applying for an apprenticeship, wanting to get a job before you finish high school and start college

seen as though jungwon looks like the boss, you approach him, nervous for your first shift

“i’m here for the apprenticeship program?” “oh yeah! one second!”

he trots off to the back room, leaving you standing awkwardly in the middle of the cafe

“SUNOO GET OFF JAY YOU HAVE AN APPRENTICE TO TRAIN” “*gasp* YOU MADE ME SMUDGE HIS LIPSTICK I'M QUITTING” “NO YOURE NOT GET OUT THERE RIGHT NOW”

the yelling pauses before who you presume is sunoo stomps through the back room door, a scowl on his face

he spots you, groaning loudly “are you the apprentice?”

“yes” you say meekly, guilty for seeming to ruin his shift

he gestures you to follow him behind the counter, pulling an apron out from under the sink and shoving it to your chest

its clear that hes pissed, yanking his tools out from the cupboards as you tie your apron behind your back quietly

“have you made coffee before?” “only instant coffee” “oh fantastic”

he seems to be getting more irritated by the minute before he takes a deep breath and starts directing you around the machines

“to do the art, you angle the mug like this and draw with the milk, but it wont show until it reaches the top so dont go crazy”

as if its nothing, he demonstrates by drawing a perfect swan in the milk, setting the latte down and dusting his hands off

“wow… thats amazing” “i know right? no one here appreciates me enough” “they should! this is the best i’ve ever seen”

he grins at your compliment, nodding with satisfaction and sending a wave of relief over you as you notice he looks less angry with you now

“um… im sorry if i interrupted whatever you were doing before” “oh, that? i was just doing jay’s makeup” “you like makeup? me too! i’ve never seen a boy interested in it though, thats really cool” you smile genuinely at him as he blinks in surprise

“really? you think its cool?” “definitely!”

you watch the gears turn in his head before he smiles widely, seeming to have come to some kind of revelation as he nods

“i like you.”

your cheeks heat up immediately, but before you can say anything in return, he starts calling out for jungwon, leaning over the counter

“JUNGWOOON, CAN WE HAVE THIS ONE?”

“well thats up to them” he looks up from the table hes wiping down, adjusting his apron as he walks over to the counter

“so youre all finished with the course? i hope sunoo wasnt too much for you”

“i wasnt! anyways, youre employed, okay?” “sunoo stop theyre just an apprentice”

he groans loudly, irritated once more as he whips his head to you

“you have to work here, ok? i said so, so come back and apply or i’ll be mad!”

you laugh at his antics and smile “i’ll see what i can do”

after jungwon pries sunoo off of your arm, you return your apron and leave the shop with a wave

“YOU BETTER COME BACK!” is the last thing you hear as you step out onto the street, the bell ringing to signal your exit

a week later, you return to the shop, slightly anxious that your new friend(?) might have forgotten about you

but this is quickly washed away when you hear a high pitched squeal from the counter

“JUNGWON! HURRY THE FUCK UP AND GET THE FORMS THEYRE HERE”

you laugh as you approach the counter, a teasing tone on your voice

“are you supposed to be talking to your boss like that?” “whats he gonna do? fire me? im the only one who can make coffee in this place” “true”

soon enough, jungwon comes out of his hiding place, his hands clasped together

“im really sorry to ask this but please, you have to work here, sunoo hasnt shut up about you all week and i dont know if i can stand him anymore, i’ll even pay you extra please dear god”

you give sunoo a look, only receiving an innocent smile and puppy eyes back

“sure, i’ll take the job!”

jungwon sighs in relief as sunoo begins jumping up and down, yelling something about having his own little baby to take care around the shop as you groan, covering your blushing face

once you have your hours established (sunoo made you take the same as all of his, but you did the nights instead of the afternoons on the weekends, to his displeasure), you get straight to working

… well, sort of

it was hard to get work done with sunoo pestering you around the clock

“you think im cute right?” “yes sunoo” “even though i have bags under my eyes? “yes sunoo” “you promise?” “yes sunoo” “good”

admittedly he is slightly of help when it comes to the more fiddly parts of making coffee, but every other second of the day he seems to be flirting nonstop

“can i kiss you?” “no” “why not” “sunoo we’ve been over this” “BEING AT WORK ISNT A VALID EXCUSE”

worn down after his incessant yelling all day, you find yourself snapping faster than usual

“we’re not even dating, sunoo! why would i kiss you!? just stop playing with my feelings already!”

for the first time since you’ve known him, sunoo goes quiet

“why not?”

“what are you talking about now sunoo?” “why arent we dating”

now its your turn to go quiet

“do you not like me?” “what? no, sunoo-” before you can reason with him, you watch him quickly rush away from you around the counter, slamming the break room door behind him with tears in his eyes

cursing to yourself, you ensure there are no customers to serve before quickly darting after him

after looking around a bit, you hear sniffling from the supply closet and knock on the door quietly

“sunoo?” “leave me alone!”

you sigh, taking a step back and turning on your heel to face the opposite direction, running a hand through your hair as you think

you spot a dog bed at your feet, suddenly remembering that jake usually keeps his dog supplies covered in dog hair in the closet

“sunoo arent you allergic to dogs?”

“... *sniffle* y-yeah”

after you persuade him to come out by mentioning that his face is going to get all puffy, he steps out, eyes glued to the floor as he looks away from you in shame

placing a hand on his shoulder, you speak to him softly

“sunoo, look at me”

he does, hesitantly, his eyes red and watery and, as you said, puffy and inflamed

despite this, you smile

“i do like you back”

his eyes start watering again, your heart skipping a beat in fear that you had said something wrong

“e-even if my face is all puffy and gross?” his voice wobbles, the tears filling his eyes giving him a sense of vulnerability as you sigh

“yes, even if your face is all puffy and gross”

he smiles at that, shutting his eyes cutely as you press a kiss to his cheek

“and theres your kiss”

he whines “i was supposed to do that!”

“you can do it after we finish work, okay?” “WORK STILL ISNT A VALID EXCUSE…. but maybe today just because i need to ice my face” “yeah you really should, can you even see?” “no not at all” “great”

jungwon

the previous manager left suddenly and jungwon was given a semi-forced promotion as he was the only employee with at least half of a brain cell

poor boy is stressed 24/7

doesnt get paid enough for this

“hey jungwon we ran out out of coffee bea-” “I ORDERED NEW ONES FOUR HOURS AGO NOW SHUT UP IM TRYING TO MAKE SURE THE BOSS DOESNT FIND JAKE’S DOG SHELTER IN THE SUPPLY CLOSET”

goes through hell every day just to make sure the others dont burn the cafe down

is supposed to be on the morning shift but he stays until the afternoon

in his rare moments of downtime, he likes to go around and water the hanging plants around the shop

is that one vine where the mom listens to nicki minaj for the first time and screams “no” over and over whenever ni-ki gets control of the cafe music

“RIKI NISHIMURA WHAT IS THAT ON THE SPEAKERS” “ITS OUR LORD AND SAVIOUR ARIANA GRANDE” “TURN IT OFF THIS IS NOT PG13” “SHUT THE FUCK UP GRANDPA”

is only 16 but acts like a 32-year-old father going through a midlife crisis

lifts boxes of supplies all day yet his joints are famously brittle

“hey jungwon did you hear glass shattering too?” “sorry jay that was my back” “you need to invest in physical therapy” “maybe if i wasnt paying for property damage every other week 😊”

you meet jungwon when you drop into the cafe for a croissant and a coffee before your class starts

usually you come at night maybe an hour before closing so you had never seen him before, but here you were watching this cute but clearly stressed boy scramble around the shop carrying boxes of supplies to the back

trying not to be creepy, you sigh, turning back to your phone after watching him for a solid five minutes straight

as you do, you hear a crash coming from what you assume is the supply closet followed by a disgruntled groan

pausing, looking around at the other customers typing away at their laptops and waiting for another staff member to go check on the boy, you stand up as you discern that he must be the only one working and hesitantly go to see if he’s okay

“hello? are you okay?” you peer through the door, your eyes widening at the sight of him rubbing his head with a wince on his features, supplies strewn around him at his feet and a box knocked over beside him

“ah… um, yes, i’m okay, sorry if i disturbed you with that noise…” he smiles bashfully, pulling himself back onto his feet

“do you need help with all of that stuff?”

he opens his mouth to protest, not wanting to have to ask for help from a customer, but after seeing the amount of crap off of the shelves, he realises that there is no way in hell he’s going to be able to clean all of it up alone before his shift ends

“um… is that okay?” his cheeks flush with embarrassment as you smile

“sure!”

over the next couple of hours you two establish a little system of bagging the spilt supplies and passes them to eachother to put in boxes, chatting never ceasing as you discover that you actually have a lot of things in common

“since you work here, what’s your favourite kind of coffee?” “i like lattes… i cant stand bitter things” “me too! my friend drinks espressos though” “ditch them”

you also find out that he started being homeschooled after becoming the manager as he doesnt have time to attend normal school

the both of you find yourselves laughing nonstop, having fun in eachother’s company

so much so that you end up late for school

“oh shit! i completely missed my first class”

guilty for making you late, he offers to take you

“i can take you?” “you drive?” “well….. not exactly”

once sunoo and ni-ki arrive to care for the shop, he takes you out to the car park, pulling a spare helmet out of his backpack and securing it on your head before giving your head a pat as he gets onto his scooter

“you look cute” “i look like a bug” “a cute bug”

once you get to school, face red after having to hold onto him the entire time, you hop off and pass him the helmet with a shy smile

“thanks for driving me” you mutter, brushing off imaginary dirt from your shirt as you do your best to avoid eye contact, your face still flushed and heart racing

is it possible to develop a crush on someone this quickly???

jungwon is so cute that he makes it possible, you surmise

“of course” he mirrors your nervous smile, a blush finding its way to his own cheeks

as you bow and spin on your heel to start walking inside, he stops you

“wait!”

“what is it?” you turn to him, your heart still thundering against your ribcage at the fond expression he has plastered on his features

“actually… can i pick you up? after school?”

when you pause, your face growing hotter and hotter, he begins to sputter

“i-i’m really sorry, its fine if not! that was way too forward, i just really like you and- oh god that was even more forward- um-” “okay” “yeah i’m sorry that was a stupid questio- wait, what?”

before he can say anything else, your smile widens

“i’ll see you later, okay? don’t be late!” you wave, skipping into the building with a fluffy feeling in your chest

with an awkward wave, jungwon watches you leave, his mouth wide open in shock before a grin replaces his expression

getting back into his seat, the lovestruck smile never leaving his face as he drives off, he begins to count down the minutes until he gets to see you again

ni-ki

works the afternoon shift

technically an apprentice but he gets paid and has been there forever so basically an employee at this point

or he would be if he ever actually made coffee

he sits with the work phone all morning and chooses the music

perpetually dancing to 7 rings by ariana grande (look up his cover. youre welcome in advance)

jungwon and jay scream at him to at least do the mopping to which he complies, but not without performing a whole ass concert with it

once they saw him twirl and dip the mop

eventually they just told him to go back to curating the music because he was scaring customers away and they were losing business

he was horrible at cleaning anyway

“hey jungwon i think i got window cleaner in your plant” “im firing you” “i dont even go here” “STOP QUOTING MEAN GIRLS AND FIX THE DAMAGE YOUVE CAUSED”

you meet ni-ki while youre drinking your coffee at a booth and he plays your favourite obscure indie song so you have to compliment his taste and get to talking

he plays your favourite songs whenever youre in the shop and audibly hisses at anyone who tries to change it

makes choreography to said songs at home and tries to impress you by casually belting it out by your booth

when you compliment his dancing and ask how long hes been practicing that choreography hes all like “oh hahaha it was just casual freestyle super easy peasy”

(hes been practicing for two weeks)

thought he was being super obvious by doing these things but apparently nOT because you have not caught the hint at all and hes getting impatient

asks for advice from the others begrudgingly

“give them flowers” “jay thats so boring” “do you want to use one of my dogs? everyone loves dogs” “wtf jake since when have you had more than one dog” “make them latte art with a heart on it” “sunoo ive literally never made a coffee in my life” “why dont you just ask them out like a normal perso-” “shut the fuck up grandpa thats so weird no one does that”

eventually he settles on sunoo’s idea of making you latte art and he embarks on his journey to make his first coffee

rather than focusing on the actual taste, sunoo tells him to just do whatever so that he can show him how to do the art

“why is it green ni-ki” “you said to do whatever” “and your first idea was to make poison? idk if this is the best idea if youre trying to ask this person out” “shut up and pass me the milk”

burns his hands on the steaming milk jug at least fifteen times and ends up with so many bandaids on his fingers

despite how stiff the bandages are on his hands, he eventually manages to make a sort-of legible heart

“it looks like africa” “have you ever had steamed milk poured on your eyes sunoo?”

poor ni-ki waits for you all day, his heart leaping every time the bell on the door rings only to roll his eyes when it isnt you

he even stays past his shift so youd better let him take you on a date or hes quitting

when you finally arrive he trips over the bucket at his feet he was using to clean and spills dirty water all over his pants

“omg ni-ki are you okay what happened” *five octaves higher* “NOTHING I'M COMPLETELY FINE WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT”

by the time he’s finished cleaning himself up (and by that i mean fixing his hair in the mirror for twenty minutes) he takes a deep breath and walks over to you, somewhat cold latte in hand

“um,” he clears his throat, his face growing red as he slides the mug towards you “i made this for you”

“aw thanks ni-ki! why is it green” “........its matcha?”

youre slightly suspicious but you look back to the mug and slowly realise that the “drawing” slightly resembles a heart, smiling a little bit to yourself

when you look back to him, youre a little confused as to why hes just standing there

“is something wrong?” you press the mug to your lips, taking a sip

“o-uh uh actually, i wanted to ask if… if you would uh maybe sort of go on a date with me”

you can only smile

“yes, but…”

his heart starts beating faster, watching you anxiously

you stand up, taking the notepad and pen from his apron pocket and scribbling your phone number

“only if you promise to learn how to make actual coffee” you wink, handing him the notepad and sauntering out of the shop

hes stood there dumbstruck, stars in his eyes at the slip of paper in his hand

but then he realises: he has a new mission

rushing to the back room, he slams the door open

“grandpa, i need you to teach me how to make coffee right now” “literally why do i pay you”

with your promise in mind, the others see him work more diligently at the counter than they ever have before

“wow youre actually working today?” “shut up i need to figure out how to do this butterfly before i pry my eyes out with a fork” “haha funny joke ni-” “did i stutter”

at the end of the week, he forces heeseung (the cafe’s best coffee maker) and sunoo (the cafe’s best latte artist) to judge his latte

“this is… surprisingly good” heeseung peers into the mug, smiling at the swan ni-ki created with the latte foam as sunoo grumbles “dont tell me im gonna have to start competing with this kid, it probably tastes gross” “it tastes amazing too” “im quitting”

with his coworkers’ notes in mind, he finally works up the nerve to send you a quick message telling you to come into the shop

when you arrive the next day, ni-ki greets you and immediately gets to work, making sure to stand as close as humanly possible to your booth so he can show off his newly acquired coffee making skills

with you only inches away, he does make a mistake and spill milk on his shirt after looking at you and not his hands for a second too long, but you decide to give him the benefit of the doubt when he sets the mug in front of you

“wow! this heart is perfect!”

you smile, looking up to him “did you seriously learn how to do latte art just so you could take me on a date?” “… y-yeah, and?”

you can only chuckle as you press the mug to your lips, readying yourself to drink liquid dirt…

“this is… really good!” you grin, taking another sip and putting the mug down on its saucer

“i think you’ve definitely earned yourself a date… or two”

at this news, ni-ki’s face lights up, shoving the urge to scream down his throat before nodding stiffly to try and contain his excitement with a strained “cool” escaping his lips

“are you okay ni-ki?” “yes just give me one second”

he quickly scrambles to the break room, a moment of silence wafting through the store before a shrill scream fills the air

eyes wide, you turn to jay, who had been manning the till, after hearing him burst into laughter

“what is he doing?”

“we told him the freezer was sound proof”

#grumbles i guess i will tag #enhypen #enhypen x reader #enhypen headcanons #kim sunoo #yang jungwon #nishimura riki #kim sunoo x reader #yang jungwon x reader #nishimura riki x reader

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devils-malady · 3 years

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Okay okay okay, long post as I just need to write out my inner thoughts on some lore stuff. Also possibly some theories on possible sexual assault? so read on with that warning.

This has been haunting my waking and sleeping time. (I need answers, Capcom!) If anyone wants to discuss any of this, please, by all means.

So I have been thinking about the fucky timelines we have for RE8. Like really really fucky. I have specifically been thinking about Donna's and in extention, the family Beneviento. I feel like that Charley Day conspiracy meme, I shit y'all not.

So we have mention of a Bernadette B. Age 21, no occupation, no prior illnesses. She was subject 177 in Miranda's cadou experiments, which resulted in her death.

Then under that entry, we have Alcina D. Age 44, noble descendant. Not from the village. Hereditary blood disease. Subject 181.

Alcina was made into the magnificent Tall Lady she is in the 1950s, right? Like, it's implied because of the way she dresses, yeah? Was there an actual date or is it kinda just guesses? But Bernadette would have died in that same timeframe.

So next, we have very little in regards to who our dear doll-loving Beneviento Lord was before other than really just Donna Beneviento.

The first information we really get directly is the gardeners diary, though no year is given.

"November 10th

Mistress Donna is now Mother Miranda's adopted daughter. In all my years, I've never been this overjoyed.

Ever since childhood she has always feared others, due to the scar across her face.

After her parents' death she locked herself away and would only talk to Angie, the doll her father made her.

I am forever thankful to Mother Miranda's infinite compassion."

I dont think this diary is decades old but I could be wrong. I feel like the gardner probably died in the span of the days leading up to Ethan coming to the village, when Miranda let the lycans have their way.

Okay, so in this canon, presumably her parents death was the final straw for her? Also fearing others, speaking through a doll, and as Miranda's notes stated severe mental illness and an almost child-like mental state, is not usually a good equation to cultivate the necessary interactions to create and have a child so following my trail there, I personally find the theory of Claudia being Donna's daughter unlikely? Unless Capcom really just said "hey you know what will make her even more tragic?" Then proceeded to make Donna a part of the #metoo movement. I cannot stress how much i really really dislike this implication.

Now, if Claudia were an adopted child, would she even have the potential to be used as a vessel for Eva? Is some connection to the 4 houses needed or was that just in regards to the 4 lords? Would Donna even be able to care for a child?

I feel like i need to add in here, I don't think any one elses theories or headcanons are wrong. Like, I know I'm probably wrong, but we just don't have enough information. I just have to get this shit out of my head because it really is interrupting my sleep.

So we have no death dates for her parents, but we have a range for Claudia of 1987 to 1996. And we have the other diary entries for the gardener.

"November 27th

Mistress Donna seems happy. It might be my imagination, but I feel like her doll Angie is even more lively than before.

She came to me in the garden today and used Angie to talk with me. We had a mighty fine conversation.

Something about receiving a gift of power from Mother?

November 29th

Mistress Donna gave me yellow flowers and told me to plant them in the garden.

I planted them in front of Miss Claudia's grave. I don't know if it was the scent of the flowers, but I felt light headed. Then, like a dream, I saw my departed wife.

I mentioned this to Donna and she seemed thrilled by it. She told me to go to the house tomorrow and see her. She said I could see my family once more.

I'm not sure what she meant by that, but she's so kind."

Alright, so Donna was implanted at some point after 1996. In regards to the titles he uses, she is Mistress, because she's the head of the household after her parents death. Claudia was only a little girl when she passed away so it would have never changed from miss. I don't know if Claudia and Donna were twins, but I do personally like that theory, but Donna could have been a little older even, maybe a young teen. We have her portrait, without her scar, that we know she's had since a child. The portrait seems to be of an adult or young adult woman with Angie seeming to be in somewhat better condition, but that could have also been artistic liberty as the scar being left out possibly was. It was never stated if she doesn't age like Alcina, does it? Cause it says she's pretty much human except the control she has over the mold infected flowers.

I forgot where I was even going with this, other than I really like the Donna that people have made through the fics and headcanons posted. It makes me feel a lot less shitty than the shit rolling around in my multi-track brain.

If i remember any more of the points i wanted to express, I'll add them later. I've given myself a case of the sad, and I need to find something to lift my mood.

(To the Americans out there, have a lovely and safe holiday.)

#donna beneviento #resident evil village #re8 village #re8 donna #resident evil donna #resident evil #angie beneviento

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ashiiixoxo · 4 years

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“Just say it” Lucifer x reader

Thank you for the 100 followers I feel so grateful to everyone that helped my account grow in a little over 2 months❤️ so here is my 100 followers series! One word: A N G S T

Lucifer: “just say it”

Mammon: “final goodbye”

Leviathan: “game over”

Satan: “last chapter”

Asmodeus: “what is love at the first sight”

Beelzebub: “midnight snack”

Belphegor: “by my side”

You giggled as Asmodeus brushed your hair. Currently, you were sitting in Asmo’s room, getting ready for Diavolo’s party. This party was extra special because it would also be the last one you would be attending, which is why Asmodeus is helping you get ready for this special night.

“What do you think?” Asmodeus places another mirror behind you so you could see your hair. Gasping, you smiled at him. “It looks stunning!” Your bright eyes stared into his. “All eyes on us, Mc.” He beamed. You grinned, “do you think he’ll like it?” You asked. “Like it? I bet he’ll drag you off back home as soon as he sees you.” Asmodeus wiggles his eyebrows. You blushed at his words.

Asmodeus got dressed and helped you in your outfit. Your eyes widened when you looked at your reflection. Was that really you? “It’s such a shame you’re in love with Lucifer otherwise I would’ve taken you here on spot.” Asmodeus’ hands reached your waist as he stood behind you. Asmodeus sighed as his D.D.D went off. He picked up and left his room with you still standing in front of the mirror.

Posing in front of the mirror, you took a bunch of pictures to post on Devilgram. scrolling through the pictures and slightly editing them with nice lightning, you still weren't satisfied. maybe some pictures with the brothers? you grinned at the idea.

you decided to look for mammon first, The Great Mammon would definitely take a picture with you.

you giggled as you took some more photo’s, you had some with mammon, Asmo and later the twins joined as well in your little photoshoot session. everyone was looking good in their suits. only making you imagine what Lucifer would look like.

unlike you and his brothers, he got ready at Diavolo’s castle. of course Diavolo wanted Lucifer to get ready at the castle, he is Diavolo’s right hand after all. and because of that, he needs to help with the preparations.

the seven of you entered the gates of the demon lord palace. Barbatos was already waiting for your arrival and greeted the you and the brothers. Barbatos lead the way inside to the grand hall. Diavolo saw Barbatos leading you guys and immediately approached.

“welcome! its wonderful having you all here!” diavolo grinned and gave you a tight hug before greeting the brothers. you looked around but there was no sign of the oldest brother being here. you spotted Luke, Simeon and Solomon who waved at you. Luke ran to your side to greet you. over the past months you had become real close to the young angel, who you considered as a little brother and sometimes jokingly your son.

the young angel dragged you to his fellow angel and Solomon. “you look stunning tonight MC.” Simeon complimented, followed by a nod from Luke and Solomon. you thanked them for the compliment and complimented their attire as well.

“our last party here, huh?” you heard Solomon. “yeah, imagine what Devildom will be like without us here.” you said. “we’re finally going back! no more demons!” Luke cheered. the only demons he got along with were Barbatos and Beelzebub.

your eyes were still scanning through the place looking for that one demon. “hm, guessing from your expression, you must be looking for Lucifer.” you heard a voice behind you. turning around, you saw Diavolo standing. you nodded slightly. he’s near the stairs, talking to some demons.” you pursed your lip. you didn't want to interrupt him if he was having a conversation but you wanted to see him so badly. and you wanted to show off your outfit.

“MC! wanna go outside?” Asmodeus came up to you. you nodded. “can we walk past the stairs first?” you asked. “of course, dear!” he agreed so easily. the two of you walked past the stairs, and there a was, looking good in his demon form. he was talking to female demons, more laughing actually. in the past year you had been here, you had never seen him smile the way he did now. he looked so happy. and there it was, that piercing feeling in your heart.

you saw him glance at Asmo, but never lay his eyes on you. the demon beside you tugged you towards the entrance. once outside, you sighed. “how cold of him, he didn't even look at you.” Asmo whined. “all the effort I put in looking nice.” you sighed. “well you still look like a whole babe” asmodeus grinned and tried to brighten up your mood.

things weren't okay between you and Lucifer, especially since you were going back to the human world soon. he had been ignoring you since the past two days. despite your apologies, your efforts in making things right again, he was still ignoring you.

all of this had happened because, just like usually he was stressed, there was no end to the piles of paper stacked on his desk. you respected his work, but his working hours were just... abnormal. and so you decided to give him a midnight snack and a nice cup of tea. he needed a break, just to relax and let all the tension go. sadly, your efforts had no effect on him as he ignored the snack and the tea.

by the time you woke up again to check on him it was 3AM. the food and his cup were left untouched. you rubbed your eyes to look again, “you aren't going to drink something?” you asked him. he kept looking at his paperwork, “no, go sleep in your own room.” he was stressed, you understood. but he never used this harsh tone on you.

you blinked a few times, trying to process what happened. then you frowned “you dont want me here?” you asked quietly. he sighed and answered, “no, now get out and take the food with you.” you stared at him speechless but decided to do as he said. taking your phone, the food and the cup of tea, you headed back to your own room.

at breakfast, he didn't talk to you, heck, he didn't even look at you. everyone noticed the shift in his behaviour. after apologising for bothering him the nigh before, he still ignored you.

sitting on your bed, you started thinking about taking your stuff out of his room. but in your head it sounded too dramatic, yet, you wanted him to know that his cold behaviour hurt you. until Asmo came barging into your room. “you have no idea who I just spotted at jewellery store!” your head snapped into the direction of his voice. “huh?” hoping he would repeat what he just said. “I saw Lucifer at the jewellery store! he was looking at some rings!” asmodeus started shaking you.

his words only made you pinch the bridge of your nose. “please dont tell me this now.” you groaned. “aren't you supposed to be happy?” he asked. “if he’s looking at some rings, it doesn't mean that he’s going to propose or whatever.” asmodeus sighed at your words. “Lucifer would never look at rings. maybe that's why he has been acting so strange lately.” you only shook your head. “let it be, we never spoke about marriage anyway.” you shrugged making the demon in front of you gasp.

“Asmo, can you leave... im not in the mood to make up scenarios in my head.” the demon only frowned and patted your head before walking out of the door again. you laid back on your bed, covering your face.

you looked at the floor and covered your face again. “I can't believe he’s still ignoring me..” asmodeus rubbed your back. “maybe if you try talking to him again?” he suggested. “maybe..” you breathed. asmodeus took your hands away from your face and wiped your tears away. “look, I didn't spend an hour doing your make up only to have you cry here again. so go get your man and show him how gorgeous you are, honey.” you sniffed and giggled at his words.

the two of you walked back inside, only to find one of the women from before, leaning against Lucifer. you sighed and shook your head. your reaction made Asmodeus walk up to the lady and ask her for a dance and redirected Lucifer your way with a clear “go talk to your lovely MC.” Lucifer shrugged it off.

he wasn't going to talk to you, so you had to make the first step. you walked over to him, “Lucifer, can we talk?” you gave him a side glance. he sighed “not here.” he murmured. “then where? you won't talk to me at home so..” you bit your lip and glared at him.

lucifer dragged you off to a much quieter place. “what is so important to you that you and Asmodeus need to interrupt me?” he glared. “you really can't tell?” you asked and furrowed your eyebrows. he fell silent. “look I know you’re stressed and you dont want my help, but the way you've acting really made me question-” “dont give me this bullshit now.” he growled. “then what do you expect me to do? sniff the goddamn answer out of the air?” you blinked the tears away.

“just say it.” “say what?” he asked. “just say how you really feel about me. so I won't be wasting my last weeks here being sad..” your voice cracked making Lucifer stared at you before speaking.

“I can't give you that answer here.” with that he turned around and walked off.

#obey me #obey me swd #obey me ff #obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #lucifer #om lucifer #lucifer x reader #lucifer x mc #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me barbatos #obey me diavolo #obey me angst #lucifer angst

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sscactus5719 · 3 years

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Okay wow, alright time for my silly thoughts on the new Tommy lore stream because wow that was a lot.

Spoilers for Tommy's lore stream on 3/12/2021. Know that at this point I have only really seen his perspective and heard about others so I'll only be talking on his character and his reactions.

This is going to be long so prepare yourself, and know I am talking solely about characters the entire time, not the cc's.

(I am also very open for discussion because I am so curious to hear others opinions :) )

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My thoughts on Tommy & Dream

TW//Manipulation & Abuse

To start off, Tommy is free now. He got out of prison and is now physically free of Dream.

But he really isn't.

Dream still looms over everything he does, every action he takes paved in fear and trauma that he knows is there. I like to believe the theory that Dream is attached to Tommy, and in doing what he did and traumatizing him to this extent he has made himself irreplaceable in Tommy's mind. Even if that is in the way Tommy wants him dead(whether for the good of the server or just a personal vendetta).

Also this is shown in the trident scene once again.

The first time was in exile, Tommy whispering how he is "all Alone"

The second after Dream is put away, screaming "I'm Free!"

The third after he leaves Prison, trying to fly again and feel free, but only receiving pain as he lands hard.

This kid wont ever be free of Dreams influence until the man is dead, and probably not even that will stop him. Because the effects of trauma dont end after the abuser is dead.

I could go on for hours about their relationship now, but I'm going to stop before I get too rambly.

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My thoughts on Tommy and Tubbo/Ranboo

Dear lord the children have just received more trauma.

To start this one, I don't feel as if Tommy's character feeling replaced is out of bounds or a bad storyline. Tommy has always been a bit possessive of Tubbo, his loyalty and devotion to him only escalated due to the end of the disc war.

He no longer had to choose between the peices of a past life he missed so dearly and his best friend standing in front of him.

But now he feels replaced, and that is totally valid response, especially for someone who has felt like people move on or forget him so quickly. Even though it felt like months to Tommy, it had only been about 3/4 days he was thought dead if we are going with irl time.

Also, while I wish the flower was more cared for, that is the result of being trapped with an abuser for a long period of time, dying and being brought back to life shattered. He probably didn't even realize the sentimental value, or incorrectly guessed the value in a moment of panic.

Because you put flowers on a grave, a casket, and everyone was exclaiming Tommy's death.

(Ranboo also has everything Tommy could have wanted at this point[Tubbo's friendship, respect and acknowledgment beyond anger, a decent relationship with Techno.] To Tommy's knowledge, Ranboo is happy.

Miscommunication is the big thing here, and truely talking it out will probably solve a lot of issues with how Tommy feels, so HOPEFULLY Tommy(well basically everybody) gets some therapy and can take those steps.

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My thoughts on c!Tommy and c!Jack Manifold's.

TO PREFACE, I DON'T KNOW MUCH ON JACK (dont know jack about jack haha), I HAVEN'T WATCHED MANY OF HIS STREAMS.

But I don't see either side of the party in the right or wrong here. We're in that gray area most of the SMP sits in of, both characters acting out or not because of emotions unregulated.

Jack was angry Tommy was alive, saying he grieved even after all Tommy had done to him. He tried to visit in exile and Tommy forgot about him. He even brings up the nukes to kill him. He said Tommy should have stayed dead, and shouted about how the hotel should have been his. That Tommy is selfish and did nothing to deserve this.

Tommy shoots back with anger and frustration and desperation for Jack to see he has changed and bigger things are happening that he doesn't see. That he has changed in drastic ways because he DIED, but he interrupts and Jack takes it badly.

He says Tommy is making it all about him, "thinking he is all that" because he died. As if the server hadn't crafted him into the perfect soldier and perfect hero long ago and as if it isn't forcing him to play the role like a good little puppet.

Tommy is forced into the main characters role, but with all the consequences of a real leader. No plot armor can protect him, and Jack is a perfect example of that.

Anyways, this entire interaction was filled with terrible miscommunication and anger that hasn't been processed properly. Two parties that are hurting but not being heard out.

Therapy is definitely a must.

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My thoughts on Tommy's character now.

PLEASE GET SOME THERAPY

Honestly this child just needs to catch a break. He keeps setting higher goals for himself to reach to distract him from what he has faced, but he can't do it anymore.

Tommy cannot be a child anymore, he is being forced into the adult role, the hero role, so aggressively that he was forced to continue his life to continue it.

Tommy has experienced Trauma after Trauma, and been made to keep walking.

It's never his time to die if you remember.

Tommy has suffered, and while he isn't a perfect character, while he is flawed, he hasn't deserved the lot his has been thrown. The cards he has been given.

Maybe that's why they play solitaire in the afterlife. You don't get to pick your cards there, only where you play them.

But he honestly just needs someone to help him, he needs a support system he can rely upon. He needs someone there to help him keep going.

At this point, it'll probably be Puffy.

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My little thoughts for the continuing of Tommy

Just let him leave. Let him leave the main portion of the Dream SMP, alone or with Puffy(preferred). Let him just leave everything, forcibly taking himself from the story. Let him breath and not have to worry about the server's well being, or Dream or Wilbur.

Let him be the kid who has been traumatized but is getting help.

Therapy arc please??

Also I really hope Tommy and Techno become friends again. Or at least they dont hate each other(more Techno hating Tommy, because I dont think the sentiment is returned). I think I've included this in every post I've made, but their relationship makes me sad and I miss it :(

ANYWAYS

TLDR; Everyone needs therapy, even the therapist, and Dream is a terrible person.

If you made it this far, thank you for reading my thoughts! I have had a lot bottled up and this was a nice outlet. The Dream SMP is really fun to talk about, so I hope it keeps going like this. Please have a wonderful day!

#dream smp #tommyinnit #dreamwastaken #tubbo #ranboo #c!tommy #c!wilbur #c!dream #c!tubbo #c!jack manifold #c!ranboo #technoblade #c!techno #still dont know how to tag #tell me if i missed any tags #tw manipulation #tw abuse #tw trauma

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zuffer-weird-girl · 4 years

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"No. Absolutely not. Cancel it." He growled while you made a hurt and desperate sound at the immediate answer of your boyfriend.

"Kai please! My sister don't have anyone else to take care of her kids, and she is desperate!" You pleaded while he only arched one eyebrow at you.

"Then she should had hired a babysitter. Not give trouble for their sibling." He scoffed and returned his attention to the papers in front of him.

You sighed out loud and burried your face a bit in your hands.

"Then I guess I'm sending her a message to take them to my old apartment instead..."

He stopped abruptly on his reading to look at you.

"That won't be possible either." He said nonchantly while you arched a eyebrow.

"W-why not?"

"I sold your apartment." He said normally whil eyou widen your eyes in horror at your boyfriend's words.

"wHAT?!" you almost shouted while he sighed for you to lower your tone of voice "K-k-Kai! Why?!"

"First, you are living in here long enough, so that place won't be useful for you anymore. Second, we were in need of money and I talked to you about it."

"I don't remember you saying ANYTHING about selling my apartment!" He lifted one finger for you to wait before showing you in his cellphone a chat that you two exchanged.

Damn your distracted brain...

"Why do we again need that much money?" You sighed in hopeless.

He... wouldn't talk much about that issue right now... he was first going to talk with Pops. Later you.

"Is just a project from the yakusa angel, nothing to fuss over with."

You sighed again before frowning at your cellphone nuzzling on the pocket of your jeans.

"Anyway. The kids and I are staying in here aparently."

You merely deadpanned at his glare before you heard a muffled honk from the outside.

"You know, I can talk with that sister of yours and then-"

"Kai, no. Thanks a lot, but no. I know how my boyfriend is." You giggled while he frowned and debated with himself if he should lock the door or not...

He never met those one, but... he wasn't a fan of children... in the slightest.

It didn't take much for you to enter house with one girl and one boy holding each hand of yours, the girl had a wary look on her face while clinging to you while the boy looked around with nothing but interest.

"Its such a big place in here auntie (Y/n)!" The boy exclaimed while you laughed at his energy.

"Alright guys, remembering that this house has extremely importance; and quite honestly I have no idea how your parents let me take care of you two in here; so please be careful alrighty?" You crouched down to be eye level with the children, teh girl nodded while the boy smiled and high fived your hand.

Kai watched with a wary look on his face your interactions, sighing in defeat and choosing to place his hands on his pockets and come to you.

"Ah! Kai!" You smiled at him while the boy chosed to tilt his head at him while the girl stared blankly at him back "Those two little precious thing are my nephews! (B/n) and (G/n)!" You looked at them back with a smile that made both ease a bit their nerves.

"I see. Just instruct them to not cause any messes. You know how much I despise it." He said nonchalantly while making his way out... only deadpanning when he heard the boy asking why he said that and you simply answered that he was a cleaning maniac.

He is going to have a long talk with you.

Your laughter along with the kids made him lose focus more than once...

What it was so fun about those little pests? Children are loud, annoying, never follow your orders correctly and dirty... he couldn't get why and even how you could be genuinely happy around one of those.

After two screams of the kids he made his way out, thinking about the worst and his heart almost jumped at seing you layed on the grass with eyes completely closed and the kids shocking you a bit.

"I told you it was a bad idea you idiot!" The girl said in irritation while she shook you and begged you to wake up.

"It was just to be a little scare! Not to make aunt faint!" The boy exclaimed while doing the same thing as his sister.

His jaw clenched as his hands turned into fists, already preparing to demand answers from those brats on what they had done with his angel before you suddenly opened your eyes and screamed to scare them.

"Ha! Think only you two can do pranks?! Take that then!" You grabbed both of the children and gave each one of them raspberries on their necks, the boy succumbed into laughter as the girl squirmed and begged for you to stop, trying her hardest to not laugh.

... huh. So he didn't needed to worry. The sign in front of him seemed almost... cozy even.

Wait... what?

He walked through the halls, screeching a bit his wrist from all of his writing before he heard your voice from the kitchen.

"So you kiddos want what for eating? Already warning that junk food is not a option..." he heard nothing for a bit seconds before you whined "I'm sorry! Please dont do the pouts! I can make something else though!"

"Oh!" He heard the boy's voice "I know something then!"

Curiosity spoked louder than his knowledge so he peaked a bit on the kitchen, enough to look but the necessary for not being caught.

"Peanut sandwich!" The boy exclaimed while the girl arched a eyebrow at him.

"Mommy doesn't let you eat those things." The boy pouted at her before making a 'shh' sound to her while she rolled her eyes at him.

"Thanks for the honesty (G/n). Mommy also told me this due to your allergy mister!" You poked teh boy's nose as he poked his tongue out with a smile.

"Hum..." you brought your hand and poked your chin a couple of times with your index finger a bit before snapping your fingers "How about some sandwiches that are not all boring healthy neither much junky then?"

The kids looked at eachother before nodding while you giggled at their actions and quickly made their specific ones.

He noticed that the girl was by one or two even years older than the boy, and was definitely more reserved than her brother while the boy was simply the energy itself. But even the two being so different, both widened their eyes in awe after they took their bites when you handed their lunches.

"Amazing auntie!" The boy exclaimed before unpolitely digging his food while the girl simply stared in awe.

"Aunt, please cook instead of my mommy. Please."

"God no." You said in exasperation "She might kill me for that sweetie, dont do that."

He smirked a bit at that as he made his way out with hands on his pockets.

"I can see that when we have children she is the one spoiling the brats..." he muttered to himself before abruptly stopping on his tracks and widening his eyes in horror of what he just said.

Him? You? Children? You guys weren't even marriage! Why the hell was he even speaking about damn brats?!

No way that you and him were going to have a kid. Those gave much work, planning and pacience-

"You kiddos want me to what?" His attention got back to you as he listened your voice this time coming from the living room... aparently you just got there since minutes ago you were in teh kitchen.

"Tell is a story!" The boy exclaimed while the girl hummed in agreement.

"You always comes with the best stories aunt, please?" Teh girl asked while he followed your voices, catching the you had sitted down and the kids on both of your sides.

"Alright then..."

You chosed a fairly tale, a not much know of but it was slightly impressive how calm and... gentle you were with your words, the way you carresed the kids hair was similiar with how you carresed his own hair on a bad day..

He never noticed neither catched that you looked like the best example of a... real mother. Caring and loving... his own mother he couldn't point neither convince himself of only one time that she acted like this way with him.

He had so many troubles with his biological... that he never thought that true love with a child was even possible. He owned his life to Pops, but the yakusa was almost deprived of womans, and even some of them were generally like their atmosphere. Rigg, cold, reserved...

Yourself acted like that as well when the necessary time came... but never with him. And aparently you loved your nephews to treat them like he did.

He immediately got out and walked through the houses with a frown on his forehead... thoughts of you holding a baby on your arms and being just as or even more gentle and lovingly with a child that was also... his. A child thhat he had no shame neither disgust to have with you...

Dear lord what was happening?! When his heart started to beat so fast? When he started to care for children in the first place?! God you two weren't even marriage why on hell he was-

"Chisaki?" He snapped from hsi thoughts to see Pops looking at him with a concerned face "My boy, I called you at least five times and you didn't even listened?"

"I'm sick." He said nonchalantly to the elder "I need to find a cure or a treatment."

The old man only got more concerned as he looked at his sucessor.

"What do you mean? You seem perfectly fine at least physically. What is the issue?"

"Ever since (Y/n)'s nephews got here it started." He brought his hand to hold his chin in thought "Maybe it was because of them... I'm not sure, they are too young to have a quirk so it's not that either."

"You're feeling like you have a fever then young man?"

"No. Is not that. Ever since they came I can't stop thinking of (Y/n) with a child on her arms, a toddler or even a infant. That looks like me and her, a mix or whatever."

The elder let out a disbelieving laugh which only triggered Chisaki even more.

"So you're telling me that you're having baby fever?" Thhe way Chisaki's eyes widen in horror were quite concerning for Pops and he almost went to speak if it wasn't-

"You're joking that is a actual illness... Fuck, I need to find a cure, buy it or something-"

"Kai. I raised you better than this... please." The elder interrupted while Chisaki only glared at the man, whose face was just as unimpressed as his.

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enby-crisis · 4 years

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Me Before You (Draco Malfoy x Reader) Pt. 2

Me Before You (Draco Malfoy x reader) pt 1. Masterlist

More Time

"And where have you been?" Bellatrix bombards me the second I reappear in the Manors grand fireplace, billowing in green flames and smoke.

"Does it matter?" I said in a snarky tone as I try to head up the stairs.

"Yes it does. I had to deal with the Dark Lord when I returned home without you." She was so afraid of disappointing him I laughed a little stopping to turn around and face her properly.

"And why does this concern me? I believe you were the one to leave me on my own." I keep asking questions knowing she'll get upset.

"Because it- it just does!" I could tell she was running out of things to say to pin this on me.

"Does it now?" I smile sweetly and batting my eyes innocently more then selling my status to the Dark Lord.

"Stop doing that! And -and go wash up for supper. Tell Draco to do the same!" She demands glancing up to the balcony.

"Why should I ever listen to a disgrace like you? Isn't your niece marrying a werewolf?" I actually liked Lupin when he was a teacher at Hogwarts but I cross my arms to glare at her anyways. A true Slytherin.

"Aren't you a halfblood?" She sputters out before a look of regret hits.

"Excuse me? Do you not know who my father and mother are? I am more pureblood then the entire lineage of your family. I am the great descendant of Salazar Slytherin. I'm similar to that of a princess! You should know your superiors. Must I tell the Dark Lord about your disrespect for me?"

"No! No, please!" She begged as I took a step down, "Don't tell him. I'm sorry!"

"(Y/n), come here. I have something to show you." Draco interrupts. An effort to stop me from pulling my wand out.

"Ooh lucky that your nephew stepped in. Huh Trixie?" I said coldly as I turned to join him on the balcony at the top of the stairs. I got the honor of seeing her roll her eyes as she walked off to the dining hall.

"Picking a fight Princess?" Draco said as I met up with him, leaning on the rail to kiss my cheek. He must've overheard the conversation.

"I've had a long day." I say sounding more irritating then I want to come off. "And so have you. Let's just go to your room. Please?" I pout as he continues to kiss my cheek. He's holding onto the strap of my messenger bag, trying to take it off. Once I let him he takes my hand to walk off down the hall.

"Dont we normally go to your room Princess?" I can hear the smug in his voice as he speaks.

"Which ever will do honestly. Are you okay? Does it still hurt? I haven't seen you in hours. I apologise for being late." I say just as I reach my door.

Voldemort wanted me to have my own room in the mansion, letting me pick any of the rooms in the house. He was quite disappointed when I picked the one closest to Draco's and not the master.

"And who's fault is that?" He counter argues.

"I was buying school supplies for both of us Draco. You could be a little more kind."

I open my door and try to pull my bag off of Draco's shoulder.

"Can I have this back by any chance?"

He goes to take it off but as I try to grab it from him he takes steps to kiss me and closes the door behind him. He drops the bag soon after the door shuts walking me backwards until my legs hit the edge of the bed and I fall over pulling Draco on top of me by his tie. I giggle as his kisses trail down my throat. His smile is growing at the sound of my laughter.

"What? Is that how we ask for things?" He smirked and a shiver ran through my skin.

"We should go. If he dosen't see me he'll send Bell to go looking for me." I let him stand as he knows I'm right. "Besides you were supposed to show me something?" Curious spiking its way into my intense eye color.

"Uh, yeah I did actually." Draco mumbled as he pulled out a small black box from one of the many pockets in his suit. He hands it to me shyly.

"What's this?" I ask a bit concerned about the box that was handed to me. It opened like a ring box does. Connected on one side by a hatch. This one was bigger and had more depth then a mere ring box. Looked like it was built for a necklace.

"Open it." He said taking a step back.

"Certainly not!" I exclaimed, "You open it. I don't want any Pandora's box on my hands!"

"It's nothing like that (Y/n), I swear. It's a birthday present. Well a late one seeing as how I haven't seen you much this summer and we are at school for most of the year. I got it at Borgin and Burkes but don't worry it was something your mother recommended. I though that it might give us more time together. It has this story to it and I though you'd like it- if the Deathly Hollows is still your favorite children's tale." He blushes after his half babbling.

I open it at that. I look up at him confused as the pocket watch lays in the box looking almost untouched.

"When did you see Miranda?" I ask as I examine the watch carefully.

Neither my mother nor my father liked to be called by their respective titles. When asked for a reason I get a shoulder shrug and some outlandish excuse.

The watch was a pale gold color. The Deathly Hallows were on the watches face in their classic manor. Where there wasn't any lines or shapes I could make out the yellowed background and blackened Roman Numerals 1-12 marked like a normal watch.

"She came by looking for you after my uh- The Dark Lord talked to me. Wanted to see you off. And to give you this" He put his hand in his pocket and turned around before resurfacing with a vanilla scented envelope. "Let's go then."

I take the letter when he offers it and study it over the box the watch came in.

"Oh, okay. Yes, my love."

I closed the box and threw it and the letter on the bed before getting up to take Draco's arm. We head down to the dining hall just as Bellitrix opens the door.

"I've been calling you." She says as we walk through.

"I still don't care Trixie." I sass back. She marches in behind us.

"Well, you should. The Dark Lord has a task for you at Hogwarts and wants to discuss it with you both before you leave." She speaks as if she is that important. We continue to walk behind Bellatrix.

I glance at Draco to see if he knows anything on this and he just looks away from me, letting my arm go and sitting next to his mother. She smiles at the two of us and I take my seat next to my parents who are also death eaters. Surprise.

"How's my girl?" My father asks.

"I've been fine Evan." I say without looking at him.

He just nods and looks to the head of the table where Voldemort sits. Nagine slithers over the edge of the table to the middle, curling into herself as her master spoke.

"(Y/n) my dear, I assume you found your school supplies without any problems?" He asks and the attention of the table shifts to me.

"Yes! Of course we did! Right (Y/n)?" Bellatrix answered for me. I glared at her as his voice rang though the air.

"Bellitrix I did not ask you! Now please let (Y/n) answer for herself. She is nearly of age and clearly capable of doing so. (Y/n)?" He asks again. I was surprised that The Dark Lord let her finish her statement before yelling at her.

"Yes, My Lord. Both Draco and I have all we need for our next miserable year at that bloody school." I said while hiding my thoughts of fondness towards the school.

"Well, my dear, maybe I can make your year a bit more... interesting for you?" He spoke on.

"How do you suppose we do that, My Lord?" I ask.

"You need to befriend the Harry Potter boy and his friends by the end of the year. Make him trust you. Can you do that?" He basically demands the task just as he always does.

"Of course, My Lord. We are already acquainted from past years. I am, after all, related to you. No task is impossible with your blood running through me." I smile at him as he smiles back. Now might not be the time to tell him I already know Hermione and have since the end of my third year when she tutored me in muggle studies.

Voldemort smiles evilly. He loves when I use our similarities and blood relations in front of his followers. He thinks it makes them fear more at the thought of two of us in the same room. Dinner proceeds as planned. Draco is granted the task of fixing the Vanishing Cabinet before the end of the year.

#draco x reader #harry potter #draco malfoy #voldamort #hogwarts #slytherin #me before you #the dark lord #halfblood prince

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no-error · 6 years

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How about some klance smut?

!This is pure smut!

If you dont like just ignore this :)

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(don't) hold my breath

Keith finds out a very important skill that Lance has: that he can hold his breath for a long time. He adds it to the list of reasons he’s pining after Lance—his right hand man, his teammate, his friend.

See also: sad desert boy falls hopelessly in love with self-proclaimed mermaid boy with a heart of gold. Watch these two oblivious idiots find their home in each other.

8,658 words AO3

Lucky Habits

Lance has a habit of licking his lips before he takes particularly difficult shots with his blaster.

Keith has begun to notice said habit and it's slowly driving him mad.

Thankfully, Lance isn't as oblivious as he seems.

9,485 words AO3

Hopelessly Devoted

“There he is,” Lance grinned, wide enough to break the kiss. He looked so damned satisfied, already. “There's my boy.”

4916 words AO3

Take Me, I'm Yours

An unfortunate coincidence leads to Keith hiding in a closet, while Lance gets it on with an alien woman outside. It changes everything.

Keith can't erase the sight from his mind. He can't sleep, he can't fight. He can't control himself.

There is nothing he can do except swallow his pride and ask Lance for a favor.

He should have known he would have to beg for it.

6,732 words AO3

Pix Or It Didn't Happen

Giving a whole new meaning to team bonding, Allura and Lance jointly plan a photography (read selfie) contest. Allura's contribution? Put the paladins in pairs for picture taking. Even before the teams were 'randomly' selected, Keith could have told you who he'd end up paired with. It goes about as well as could be expected.

14,690 words AO3

Boys Will Be Boys

There’s blood in his mouth, blood dripping from his nose, blood in his hair from where Keith fucking scratched him, blood boiling in his veins and clouding his vision with red. There’s too much blood for a friendly sparring session, that’s for sure.

This isn’t a friendly sparring session, not anymore.

6,736 words AO3

I just wanna make love to you

Both Paladin and Blade stood in silence for almost a full minute, staring at each other with indiscernible expressions (or at least Lance thinks the latter is, can’t really tell with the identity protecting mask adorning their face.)

Before he can stop himself, he opens his mouth with a smirk curling at his lips.

“You come here often?” Lance asks, tilting his head coyly.

26,736 words AO3

Research Purposes

In retrospect, Lance knew he was overreacting. Thinking about it just a little too hard. He just didn't consider Keith would ever be- Nah, actually, he wasn't that surprised... Did that mean Keith had totally been checking him out? Did he think he was hot? Would dudes be into him? What was it like to mess around with dudes? Was Keith experienced with that sort of thing? He just needed to know. For... science?

(In which Keith mentions something that reveals he's gay, Lance is excessively shocked, and everyone else already knew because it wasn't even a secret. In short, Lance is an oblivious idiot and finally accepts his bisexuality.)

10796 words AO3

You Always Say the Stupidest Shit

"I know what your problem is," Lance interrupts, pointing a finger at him and smirking as though he's just personally discovered the deepest secret of the universe. God only knows why Keith stops talking then, but in hindsight, he wishes he'd have just gotten louder.

"You need to get laid," Lance announces.

13,370 words AO3

The Royal Treatment (Altean Lance/Galra Keith!)

“You’ve met me, congratulations,” Keith said shortly.

“Now go meet someone else.

”“Ouch,” he said. “And that’s not true; I don’t even know your name yet!”Keith wrinkled his nose. Maybe telling this irksome creature his title would scare him off. “I am Lord Kethyr, second son of Emperor Zarkon,” he retorted.

“Satisfied now?”

The Altean, unfortunately, was not deterred in the slightest by this. “Ooh, a royal? How exciting. I’m Lance.”

11,998 words AO3

Modern

Don't Break Connection, Baby

(Series not completed 50,615 words 3 works)

Keith works part-time as a phone sex operator and receives a prank call from Lance. This does not go as planned for Lance. Thus begins the adventure of our dear sweet goofball continuing to call Keith to fuck with him (but not like fuck fuck with him...at least not yet). And y'know, eventually having legit conversations with him and getting attached and growing on Keith.

38,721 words AO3

Will you sing to the Beat of my Heart?

(Musician!Keith Verse not completed 10,132 words 2 works)

Keith is a musician sometimes playing in the park Lance walks through every day. Lance falls in love—both with the music, and Keith. Keith, meanwhile, can't help but notice the cutie in the crowd. Both think there is no chance to get to know each other—but fate has a different plan.

8,833 words AO3

Of Tinted Windows and Fancy Leather Seats

Drive Me Crazy Series not completed 9,345 words 2 works

"One last question, Keith. Do you want me to fuck you? If you say no, then I’ll leave you alone. You can also punch me if you want. But if you say yes, my car is here. Your pick, Mullet.”

5,964 words AO3

Fuck Buddies With Benefits

“Hey babe,” the blue-eyed male in Keith’s doorway drawls, leaning his weight on one arm and smirking down at Keith from the irritating two-inch height difference between them. The guy likes taking advantage of it while he can, before Keith shoves him onto the bed and is the one looking down for once.

Keith rolls his eyes and steps aside to let Lance into his dorm room, locking the door behind them in case Shiro stops by to check on him. Shiro would likely not be impressed by Keith’s self-care methods if he found his baby cousin in bed with some guy he met at the bar, a blank document still waiting to be filled on his laptop screen.

19,183 words AO3

The Patrulian Zone

Lance logs in to Oriande, the dating app known for easy hook ups with no strings attached. Finding Keith, he gets exactly what he signed up for.

So how come suddenly, it doesn't feel like enough?

17,498 words AO3

technologic

In which Lance sends Keith an accidental snapchat that somehow leads to them becoming sexting buddies.

5193 words AO3

A/B/O

Want (Want Series completed 83,799 words 4 works)

Lance makes the decision to sell himself for the sake of his family. The only problem is that no ones seems to want him. When Shiro buys Lance for his alpha little brother, the omega can't believe his luck.

But does Keith even want anything to do with his new gift or is Lance destined to be an unwanted omega forever?

24,695 AO3

In the heat of the moment

Lance runs out of suppressants and is outed as an Omega. Keith wants to be his alpha. So much angst, sugar sweetness, more angst, gotta have a baby, and all the lovins. Plus there's Shatt! What's not to love. Please don't get too wrapped up in timelines, dynamics, or the lack of season 4. This is fiction.

25,037 words AO3

The Lion's Pride

When Pidge confesses to being a female alpha and not a male one, the team realizes that she's not the only one hiding something. They realize Lance isn't the alpha he's posing as but actually an omega.

As with Pidge, they want to give Lance the time he needs to come clean on his own. But the team agrees to do their best to make Lance feel comfortable, considering how highly valued omegas are in packs.

Two team/pack-members especially find this new realization fascinating. Keith and Shiro want Lance to be their own omega. But can they handle the secret Lance is hiding, the one that made him cover up his status to begin with...?

30,822 woords AO3

Practically Strangers

(Practically Everything Series not completed, 8,117 words 2 works)

Lance was, in all aspects, an omega. He had accepted this part of him long ago, even embraced it. Keith was, in all forms of the word, an alpha. He was also pretty much a stranger, but Lance was willing to ignore that fact in favor of, um, other things.

4,768 words AO3

Your Sex I Can Smell

Lance was in hell… or heaven depending on your outlook. But for him it was currently hell. He’d not been expecting to go into heat, ever. Heat was an Omega thing and as far as he knew 99.9% of Omegas were chicks.

He thought he’d just be another Beta, he’d given up hopes of becoming an Alpha when he still hadn’t presented by seventeen. But to be this late… to be twenty one and only just developing it was… humiliating. And as an Omega at that. But he had a plan. He could just... disguise it. Hide his scent.

Which was great. Except now Keith was almost impossible to get near, to tease and banter and basically annoy just to get a rise out of him. Lance missed seeing his face, missed his scent. His schoolboy crush had developed into something strangely immature for a twenty one year old but potent nonetheless. But Keith wouldn't give him the time of day. At least, not until a project forced them to work together.

25,747 words AO3

What Else Could a Virgin Omega Do?

Lance was standing where he never thought he'd be standing, in line at the front desk of the nearest Alpha Brothel.

13,831 words AO3

Don't Forget Your Vitamins

(series not completed 13,221 words 2 works)

Lance is an omega. Keith is a beta. This was something Lance had made peace with and determined that there was no way they could ever work. No matter how much he would like it to. Saving the universe and all that didn’t leave a whole lot of time to pursue such a complicated relationship.

However, when Keith finally starts getting the food and nutrition his hybrid body needs he is finally revealed to be an alpha. As he struggles with his new presentation, Lance tries his best to be there for him and support him. But it's difficult when the guy you love is now totally capable of giving you the best sex of your life.

11,406 words AO3

Fuck self control (but really, don't.)

Lance hadn't presented by the time they got into space, leaving him vulnerable. Everything is fine until Keith's rut, and then it isn't

8,003 words AO3

Omegaverse Series

Suddenly all Keith can hear is Hunk’s voice yelling over the com.

“Keith! You have to get out of there. Now!”

Keith wants to ask what’s wrong, but then the smell hits him.

The sickly sweet, and unmistakable smell of an omega in heat.

He whips around and sees Lance, standing a few feet back, bracing himself against the wall. His face is flushed, and he’s breathing heavy.

“I … I don’t feel so good.”

22,606 words 3 works AO3

kiss like it's poisonous series (not completed)

A collection of all my fics that belong to this omegaverse au. It's basically just Keith and Lance being idiots and dancing around each other for like a span of five years, and you will all get the pleasure of reading it.

43,504 words 3 works AO3

You All Over My Skin, I'm Anxious

The worst part of it though, was that Keith was an alpha. A stupid, hotheaded alpha that Lance couldn’t help but get in petty arguments with like they had been married for fifty years. Keith, with his stupid mullet and how stupidly good he was at hand to hand combat and how stupidly hot he sounded when training. Lance would have gotten on his knees for him in seconds if he only asked. But an alpha needed an omega, and Lance was just a stupid beta.

5,898 words AO3

#klance #fanfic #fanfic list #smut #lance mcclain #keith kogane #voltron #vld #my list

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berfometalpha · 4 years

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Legacy of Eternity Chapter 2: Rebuilding and Reclamation Part 2

Reclamation, Several days after the final battle at the capital city Kent Redridge and his Strike Fleet had been given a task to aide the reclamation of Ren’veil on behalf of the Council of Elders.

On their way to the city of the Sea the Squad with Aisha and Arriandla Fullvrink in tow they try to re-establish the full support of the nobles but not everything is as it seems.

“Lady Aisha, I understand you are very concerned about this particular noble correct?”Kent asked.

“Yes, I heard some nobles only provided support to the Rebels because they didn’t like the rules of the king Maiko... And now that the Rebels won some nobles chose to support the new council of Elders while others planned to start their own kingdoms.” Aisha replied.

“General, should we not just make these nobles bow before you I mean the elders did give you full authority to do what you want with the nobles right?” Willow asked.

“Yes Miss Willow but I would prefer that we do things in a diplomatic prospective first before we go straight to shooting... I’ll leave that to Clay... But Miss Ara what is your take in all this do you think we can settle things with these talks with that noble... and speaking of what is the name of that guy anyway?” Kent asked.

“Yes we can... We can settle things by talking it out and hearing both sides first... and I believe his name is Parlov... Parlov Vonswinelow... He has a somewhat troubling reputation... I cannot say for certain but... It truly frightens me to be honest.” Arra stated as she started to feel chills crawl down her spine.

“It Is okay My Lady, don’t force yourself to do such we will get to the bottom of this on our own but... I am concerned about why mister Parlov... But I think I can piece two and two together for this one...” Kent said as the gunship landed.

“How come Boss man?” Clayton asked.

As soon as they landed he pointed out that the city of the sea has over 5 to 12 slave markets when the gunship was passing overhead.

“Well at least we have our work cut out for us huh general?” Rex asked.

“Not really and we can’t attack this place just yet... We need to gather more information then we level this place to the ground and punish them for it later... For now I want to hear what this noble has to say first... Rex, I am assigning you to scout duty first since Marky isn’t here at the moment Willow please go with him. While the rest of us will meet with this noble.” Kent explained.

“I think that guy with the overly fancy robes is that bastard’s representative Bossman.” Clayton stated.

“Right... Time to get to work.” Kent replied.

Rex and Willow nodded walking away from the gunship they were approached by a 32 year old man dressed in fine jewelry and expensive clothing. Kent could smell the fabrics and started to hurt his nose despite him shrugging off the smell it would seem like their was more scent’s in the air than what it seems.

“Hello Lord Anthony, I am Captain Linus Midas of Sea city’s head guard to his grace Parlov... I am here to escort you and Miss Ayekawa and Her Grace Lady Fullvrink to the his grace’s house.” Linus said.

“Very well... Lead the way...” Kent replied.

“I have a bad feeling about this boss man...” Clayton whispered.

“You’re telling me... just keep your eye out and keep your finger trigger ready.” Kent replied.

He walked towards the two and acted as a body guard when Clayton looked around as if they were being watched.

“Hey Boss wait up!” Clayton shouted.

After boarding the carriage they made their way to through the city several cloaked figures started to follow them in pursuit while not revealing their position to anyone.

“Even though we are going to meet the Noble here and this lace is just a city of sin it would be a great place to stay in...”Kent stated.

“We’ll it was never like this in the first place my dear...” Arra replied.

“How so my lady?” Kent asked.

In the early years of Ren’veil sea city is one of the few places on Ren’veil that supports many major cities... their favored exports are fish related goods and they also make a lot of goods like silk robes, wool related products like our clothing and even bed and even my robes are made of a similar silk that is only produced here... My sisters travel here at least once a year to get a year’s worth of silk and other goods so we do not have to come back to often...

“But what exactly happened to this place?” Kent asked.

“Things changed at least 5 years before the war of the demon started and at least a year before you and your army arrived...”“whisper”“ According to my sisters the rule of this noble was only brought up because the previous noble house was apparently poisoned... and mysteriously the Vonswinelow house managed to apprehend the assassin at least a day after the poisoning... IT was a wild coincidence that they were given the role so easily without the other noble houses even putting up a fight...” Arra explained.

“So that’s why you and Aisha dont want to meet this guy?” Kent asked.

“No... That is not the reason...”“sigh”“ I will tell you Kent but please do not tell anyone else...” Arra said as she whispered in his ear.

After a brief moment Kent’s eyes widened and his blood raged to the point that he could crack the entire city with his fist.

Clayton knew what causes his general anger with a tap on his shoulder to comfort a friend.

“Boss No worries we got your back and their’s too so if anyone comes near them I’ll blast them with my chain gun!” Clayton said with pride.

“That is reassuring Clay... Now let us get back to business... Hopefully Rex and Willow are performing their part of the mission.” Kent said as the carriage stopped.

“Boss I got a transmission from Rex... It seems urgent... Like life threatening Urgent.” Clayton stated.

Before Kent could say anything a massive explosion and gunfire erupted within the slaver district.

“Put it through... NOW!!!” Kent ordered.

As soon as Clayton accepted the transmission arrows, Gunfire and magical blasts were flying through the air as Rex was firing his pistol behind some wooden cover.

“Rex what the hell happened?” Kent asked.

“General sorry to interrupt you but their are class 3 tech here in Sea city and the slave merchants here are not citizens of Sea city... We are currently being engaged by...”“bullet flying through the air”“ Um general... I’ll call you back!” Rex said as the transmission was cut.

“Boss we have to!” Clayton said when Kent stopped him.

“I know... Contact the base... It looks like we have a fight on our hands... Lady Aisha... Lady Arra please stay behind me... Marines protect the VIP!” Kent ordered.

“Where are you going?” Arra asked.

“I’m going to have a little talk with the Noble alone... while you two are getting out of the city...” Kent explained.

“We are not princesses we can protect ourselves!” Aisha shouted.

“I Know... But this is no ordinary battle... Clay I will leave you to protect them...” Kent ordered.

“Got it boss... Go kick ass with that new arm of yours, Marines on me box formation we move now!” Clayton stated as he pulled out his twin rifles.

Kent activated the battle mode of his new arm as it transformed for no less than 3 seconds he noticed that his elbow blades had a small handle just under the forearm.

He pulled it handle out as it deployed a 2 meter long high frequency blade called the feather sword he combined it with the new howitzer cannon on his left arm before he could fire the micro cannon.

Several soldiers from the noble’s court came to arrest Kent for false accusations of causing a riot in the slave market.

With a deep breath Kent counted over a dozen soldiers armed with spears and swords but 3 others on the wall with class 3 assault rifles.

“I am going to give you 3 seconds to surrender before I start cutting arms and legs?” Kent stated.

“You think you scare us please alien... Entertain us like those slaves!” The guard captain shouted.

“So be it!” Kent said as the Virus formed the Helmet of the demon.

One of the guards on the wall fired at him and with a split second he managed to deflect the bullet back to the shooter destroying the gun and causing the shards to blast to the other gunman killing them both.

Kent turned to the other guards and dashed towards one of them and sliced through his arms and kicked him to the side. He aimed his left arm at one of the guards and fired the Grappling claw hitting said guard and nailing him to the wall.

The guards charged at him with blade and spear though they were able to cut his clothes. The virus melted the metals that came into contact with his skin though the clothes he wore got torn in the process.

He pulled back the grappling claw and grabbed one of the guards by the neck and activated the plasma radiation burst in the lowest setting possible.

The poor guard was fried as his armor was heated to 20,000 degrees Celsius in a matter of 4.21 seconds.

“You will live... but you will have to face the consequence of aiming your blade at me!” Kent stated as he cleaved the other guard’s legs.

One of the guards tried to cut off his new arm but the arm’s self defense protocol activate by ejecting the depleted and still extremely hot plasma cell from his forearm that melted through the rushing guard’s chest killing him instantly.

More and more guards came to take him down as more and more time passed Kent’s anger started to seep out.

“That’s it!” Kent shouted.

he clenched his fist as the Cell fabricator created a micro booster over the left arm and a reinforced knuckles as it connected to the plasma generator and smashed it to the ground sending a massive shock wave of plasma energy melting the stone over a 50 meter radius around him.

The guards were trapped Kent then proceeded to the gate which was already barricaded. He tried to use the howitzer cannon again as the meter said out of energy the young knight knew that if he wasted more time the noble was going to escape.

“Mom, I have an Idea... Its dangerous... But It might work...” Kent thought.

“What do you need?” The Black Queen asked.

“My Burst pistol runs on the same energy cell as my new Howling cannon right?” Kent asked.

“Howling what?! oh you mean the Howitzer cannon then yes it does... Oh no... Kent that Energy cell is more concentrated and this new Howitzer arm still not fully modified so if you combine that tiny energy cell into your arm it could fry your cells or could explode in the process.” The Black Queen explained.

“But it can work?” Kent asked.

“Yes, only 4.61% and the margin of error is very big I advice do not attempt it! But you won’t listen will you my son?” The black queen stated.

“Nope... I’m risking it and see where it will take us!” Kent replied.

Kent pulled out the energy plasma cell from his burst pistol and equipped it to his howling cannon. His operating systems began to override the safety locks since the burst pistol uses a dangerous concentration of the element called Tor-Jium number 671.

This particular element is not suppose to be used in conventional weaponry such as small fire arms but it is commonly used as a fuel cell for Warships jump fuel and enough concentration it can be used to fire a single powerful shot equivalent to 5.32 Quintilian tons of dynamite with the right processing and distillation.

The howling cannon began to take the energy from the burst pistol after a brief moment Kent fired a focused energy blast of pure tor-jium energy that blasted half of the gate open and about 50 meters of rock and soil was torn off.

Before he could move the howitzer cannon’s particle accelerator and gravity ring number 1 and 2 were fried from concentrating Tor-jium energy compression friend most if not all the circuits and electronics of the Howling cannon.

“Well it got the job done at least... Now for the noble.” Kent said out loud.

He holstered his pistol and ran into the opening while his arm ejected the fried Tor-jium energy cell as it landed it was turned into a lump of coal.

Meanwhile at sea city’s southern gate a group of marines including Rex, Willow along with her marines set up several crude barricades as the gunfight between the intergalactic slave traders and the Sea city guards spiraled out of control.

“Get those civilians out of the city... Khrestor reinforce the right flank and the get the barricade on the left built already!” Rex shouted.

“Sir we have more civilians trying to get through we already have casualties sir!” Sergeant Khrestor said.

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“Sir yes sir!” The three marines shouted.

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“Got it Sergeant!” Rem replied.

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“Hey at least we are not pushing pencils huh?”Phil asked.

“At least we won’t get shot at in a daily basis!” Tim replied as he tossed a small container to Rem.

“OI, its better than doing grunt work!” Phil stated as he sprayed med-foam over the burnt areas.

“Besides the health benefits of being part of the strike team is better than being stuck in a cubicle!” Tim added as he placed two gravity stretchers.

“Tim, Phil get them over the gate before you start kissing each other please!!!” Remming shouted as she was already on the other side of the barricade.

Tim rolled his eyes as Rex and willow opened the barricade allowing them to carry the civilians to safety. Rex closed the barricade as more and more mercenaries started to bare down on them.

“HOLD THE LINE!” Rex shouted.

The fight for sea city escalated greatly as more and more marines were ambushed throughout the city and are trapped. At the outskirts of the city in the Strike base Charlotte and the remaining members of the team were preparing for emergency sortie as the Grand commander was handling the mission briefing.

Both Faction Leaders of the royal guard the Great wolf Fenrir and the Grand Templar Archbishop Thadious stood with their respective knight elites beside their marine brothers.

“Alright everyone I will keep this simple... We received a report from Rex about the slavers were not actually Vai’len and merely disguised as the guards of the city... If you will look at the visual report provided Rex and Willow managed to confirm Level 3 tech is present.. Rex along with the defense force stationed at Sea city was suppose to clear the city out of the slavers and free the enslaved but it back fired because of the noble’s participation...” Charlotte explained.

“Ma’am what about the marines in the city and didn’t Lady Aisha and Lady Arra are in the inner part of the city at the moment?” Captain Fenris asked.

“Indeed they are currently making their way to the south gate as we speak with Sergeant Clayton and the few marines they managed to regroup along the way... But due to the fighting and ambushes It is proving difficult for them to reach the city gate... Kent on the other hand is searching for the noble who allowed this to happen I believe his name was Parlov Vonswinelow... we have 3 missions in mind... First mission is to save the surivvors of this conflict and get the exhausted marines out of the city... Second mission Recover the VIP’s as Clayton and several other marines are currently trapped inside the high market district as we speak I already sent a squad of my Best Shadow Sentinels but they will need back up soon... Third Get to my son as he is currently trapped inside the Noble’s dungeons as we speak he is also fighting to arrest the noble... That is why the rest of his Strike team along with Beta zero and Charlie 0-1 will join them and provide support as best as possible... Lastly we shall begin city occupation procedures since the Elders have given us their blessings to arrest and or kill anyone who gets in our way... I will leave this particular job for the Crusaegrum Templars... My Son Chimera your brother and many others are in danger It is time for you to be the hero this time!” Charlotte said as she looked at the dragon at the end of the room.

The 7 foot and 6 inch tall dragon nodded as he opened his mouth as fire burned the air of his every breath his eyes burned with a desire to protect.

He slammed his feet and unleashed a powerful roar as his crusagrums slammed the pommel of their swords against their shields and followed their master out of the door.

“Well You heard Master Chimera We March to forward onto Dawn WE march with the young Master!”Crusaegrum lord Thadius Reignheart ordered.

“This briefing is adjourned May faith bless us all this day! And please you lot come back alive.” Charlotte ordered.

“Yes Ma’am!” The marines saluted.

Everyone marched out to the deployment platforms as Chimera and his Knights had made final preparations to deploy His Mother approached the eager dragon and asked for a moment of his time.

“Mother... We have to get to big brother as soon as possible...” Chimera growled.

“I know... But you need to be careful as well... you are not as combat instinctive... But you are more attached to your heart... Which is what I am afraid... Please be careful out there...” Charlotte said.

Charlotte remembered the first few days of the rebellion on Ren’veil when the two brothers were fighting side by side with the Strike team against uncountable odds stacked against them.

The massive scar on Chimera’s chest was caused by none other than Rio Swordtaker the scar runs deep and still burns inside his body.

“The poison that runs through my heart is still burning to kill me mother... But for my family I would gladly give up my life for my family... If you shall excuse me...” Chimera replied.

Before he could walk out his stumbled a little since the poison inside his heart was taking it’s toll.

“Though he may look strong my Queen we shall not fail in protecting the young Master... Never again...” Thadious said as he picked up his Ark-claymore.

“I hope so... Even though Rio-swordtaker is dead... My worry for my children never ends... Please ensure that they both return... And you as well Wolf Master Fenrir... this is my request to both of you...” Charlotte requested.

“Your will be done my queen.” The two masters saluted.

With all knights departed from the base Charlotte could only look on from the distance as her sons march into battle to free Ren’veil a home found for one and all.

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She had three blades with her one single edged and the other two can interlock with each other. The girl took out a holo-graphic pad as the time date was 4110-2AGW the girl smiled as glimmer of hope shined upon her eyes.

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“Your will shall be done great Mother.” The Warmaster’s saluted.

The other war masters left except for the new born Astaroth who bore the form of a well formed teenager with violet eyes, and lightly tanned skin and black hair. Though his body is covered with a strong hardened carapace he is exceptionally well trained in handling many blades like her mother.

As they prepare for their journey ahead Astaroth worries for his mother as she was slowly turning pale.

“My son... You need not worry for me... I shall have enough strength to carry this through...” Kyvash said.

“Mother... I worry for you... Allow me to carry out the mission to sea city... Though my Hive clan is few in number we are strong Mother... Please I shall ask your Blade masters to care for you... I shall tend to this for you...” Astaroth pleaded.

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“Very well Mother... I wish for your well being and so do my older brothers and sisters... Please once we arrive at sea city and settle your business I ask that you rest once we settle the mission.” Astaroth pleaded.

“Though you are young... You have a kind heart... Something that I lost a long time ago... But let us move on... the more time we spend idle the more our enemy will make their move!” Kyvash said.

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Astaroth and the 6 other Masters cleared the path for her as they dealt with the mercenaries and slave guards as if they were a fly against a boot.

Kyvash looked upon the city from the upper district and surveyed the land as it was in conflict.

“Sea city... It feels like a millennia since I last saw it’s beauty... But this place lacks grace luckily Father and mother shall take care of this soon enough but for now we have a mission...”“cough”“ Kyvash said as she suddenly fell.

“MOTHER!!!” Astaroth and the High Glaives shouted.

“No I am fine I am a bit ill but we must finish this mission no matter what... Astaroth take 2 of my Sword Masters and head immediately to the Noble’s house up north from here you have your mission my son now go... Glaive guard Blaze have your Sword masters follow me to the Mid district... We must save uncle and mother but do not reveal yourselves to them am I clear?” Kyvash ordered.

“Yes Mother your will be done!” Astaroth and the High Glaives saluted.

Meanwhile in the Mid district close to the lower district gate house Clayton and the others were trapped in a gunfight.

“My Lady... We are running out of ammo... But we still have enough to get both of you out of the upper district... Once I blast open that gate you two need to run with the rest of the civilians...”Clayton said as he kept shooting.

“We can fight... Let me finish healing the wounded first then I’ll show you how strong I really am!” Aisha said.

“I agree we can fight... We should not have left Kent alone in the High noble district... Clayton if we get out and make our way to where the captain is... Will you and your men be able to Kent’s aide?”Arra said as she finished mending one of the wounded.

“We might be able to get to him Ma’am but with our ammo stores too low we might not even make it half way to the upper district the best thing we can do is to buy time for you and the civilians to get out... That is the best thing we can do at this time Ma’am!” Clayton replied.

“Sarge, we got more incoming from the north and I am about 5 shots left before I turn zero on my rifle sir!” The marine reported.

“Then we are staying here with you all we shall not leave you!” Arra said.

“This is not up for debate Ma’am the Boss man’s orders are clear you two are our top priority...” Clayton replied as they heard something role on the floor.

“Grenade!!!” Marine 2 shouted.

A lone marine grabbed the grenade and with just a few seconds to spare he threw the grenade before it exploded though the marine who saved them got caught in the blast and some shrapnel managed to punch through the Xerrohmite armor plate was able to save his heart but the marine’s arm and leg were not spared.

“Oh no Roy!!!” Clayton shouted.

The marine fell on the ground screaming in pain from the shrapnel Clayton threw an old bookshelf towards the breach.

“I have him Clayton!” Aisha shouted.

As she dragged the wounded marine to safety Clayton looked back as more and more of the civilians are terrified for their lives. Before he could do anything the mercenaries blew off the barricade as they came in they immediately shot the other marines in the chest killing them.

Clayton put up a fight though he was overpowered by the mercenaries with a several rounds put into his chest and leg.

He tried to pull out his pistol as the Captain of the Mercenaries kicked him in the face breaking his jaw and shot him a few more times in the back.

The leader smiled as he looked towards his prize was Aisha and Arra with a fiendish smile.

“Well you have two options... one you come with us and become our personal slaves or we kill everyone here how does that sound?” The captain asked.

“I do not think so sell-sword!” Arra said with her spear staff in hand.

“Really now like you can stop us with a poking stick... Besides their is no hero here that can help you now!” The captain said as he aimed his pistol to Arra’s head.

Before the captain can defile the priestess’s body he heard a load jet like stream coming from behind him when two claws busted through the barricade grabbing two of the Mercenaries’s men forcefully ripping them out of the building.

Just as the dust cleared Aisha and Arra saw a familiar figure standing a top the rubble.

“I AM NO HERO BUT I WILL HAVE TO DO!!!” A familiar voice roared.

“Kent!” Aisha and Arra shouted.

“Okay Men this skinny fucker wants to die... Give him a piece of our mind!” The Captain ordered.

The mercenaries opened fire on the young knight showcased his skills with a sword and his time in the Hell’s Gate by deflecting the bullets that came his way back towards the mercenaries.

With most of their guns destroyed they tried to fight him in close combat Kent sighed gripping his blade firmly and began to strike down the mercenaries.

Though he avoided most if not all their major arteries he dismembered them leaving only either an arm or a leg. One by one the mercenaries started t fall before his might the Captain was getting frightened for his life and ran away leaving his men to their fate.

“You are not getting away...” Kent stated.

Kent aimed his left arm towards the fleeing mercenary when the Nano-machine cell fabricator created a 2 meter long energy assault rifle/shotgun and fired it towards the mercenary’s left leg blowing it apart right at the knee cap and cauterizing the wound at the same time.

His blade was drenched in blood from the dismembered limbs of the soldiers he then approached the badly wounded captain and asked how did they even get to Ren’veil.

With a prideful smirk he spat at Kent’s face stating that he will never tell him anything which is what he was anticipating.

“I guess you have never met a Zerrohnian Marine interrogator... No matter how hard you try to keep a secret... they will always get what they need... Don’t worry I will keep you alive... for now...”Kent said with a smile.

He punched the captain in the face with enough force to knock him out though the battle was won. Kent ran to Aisha and Arra to see Clayton was on the verge of dying Kent pulled out a syringe out of his back pouch and injected a large dose of nano-machine cells right into his chest.

"Forgive me my friend... I had to deal with some traitors first... But you will make it... Rest easy I’ll take care of everything else.” Kent replied.

With a nod Clayton fainted from his injuries Kent approached the two and unknowingly he embraced the two.

Aisha was completely dumbfounded as her face turned bright red while miss Arra kindly accepted his affection and embraced him equally.

“It warms my heart that you two are safe... But we shall talk later we need to get everyone out of here first.” Kent said.

“Uhm right... Sis help me out with Clayton.” Aisha asked.

Kent walked outside the holdout and removed as much of the rubble clearing a path for the civilians including the wounded to be carried to the safe zone. Yet the fighting throughout the city was far from over as night was upon them they managed to move from the middle district market to the entrance to the lower city gate.

Aisha managed to heal the injured marines including Clayton only one marine was left to protect them along side his leader.

“Kent If I may... What happened to the Noble and how did he come to this poor creature?” Arra asked.

“”“laugh”“It was not easy to be honest it was not easy since the noble hid behind his guards...” Kent replied.

Flash back 6 hours earlier.

As the doors of the noble house was blasted open from the after effects of the Howling cannon. He was greeted by several Slave soldiers and Noble house guards with a few Knights of the old kingdom.

“So these are the ones that came to welcome us huh... well this is heart warming I do like your welcoming party Parlov... But... I have no time to waste...”Kent said with a heavy sigh.

Kent’s new left arm deployed it’s secondary blade called the impact blade along side the feather sword. He charged the slave soldiers first and cleaved their chains and their spears at the same time freeing them from servitude.

“Get out quickly i shall cover you!” Kent shouted.

The slaves escaped with their lives as he systematically incapacitated more and more of the soldiers and not even the knights of the old kingdom were able to match his sword strikes.

One of the knights delivered a thrust towards his neck he parried the strike and delivered a powerful upward swing slicing the knight’s right arm off and delivered a powerful step kick sending him flying out the door.

Another knight tried to stab him the young knight quickly dodged to his left followed up with a combination V-sword swing his flow was smooth as if he was just painting on a canvas.

One of the Mercenaries was cleaver enough and threw a plasma grenade towards the young knight. Kent caught the grenade in his hand and threw it back to the mercenary as it exploded in his face.

With a blood thirsty look in his eyes he turned to the surviving knights and guardsmen as they called him a demon.

With a smirk he simply smiled at them saying that it was ironic that he was called a demon by the Vai’len yet he was called the demon king of Hell’s gate.

I was called many things in my day in the academy but a demon was just one of many... I try my best to hide my surging blood lust to murder everyone who called me such a thing... I try my best not to show it... But then again I will show you what a true demon is like...

With a smile his eyes turned blood red and rushed towards the surviving soldiers and delivered cut upon cut avoiding major arteries and aiming for key pressure points that control movement.

“Blood violet art... Dance of the shimmering blades...” Kent whispered.

The young knight moved away from the guards preventing them from moving as he searched for the noble inside his mansion.

“My son I have an idea place cut a small wound on your hand and I will dissect this place and see what treasures lie within.” The Black Queen asked.

The black queen aided his search by spilling some of his blood into the mansion and found more than what was expected.

“My son... I found several life signs below the mansion but your quarry is at the far end of the 2nd floor office.” The Black Queen reported.

“Thank you... Let’s deal with the noble first then we shall see about those life signs...” Kent replied.

“Very well, but my son please do not show your blood lust around those you love... Including those two...” The Black queen said out of worry.

“I will... forgive me Mother... I shall be more careful next time...” Kent replied with a smile.

The young knight ran to the second floor to see more guards were standing in his way. He then aimed his left arm and fired the grappling claw at one of the guards pulled him back and punched him in the stomach knocking him out.

He followed up by grabbing a pair of throwing knives out of his coat and fired it towards the other guard nailing him to the wall.

As he reached the far end of the corridor he threw both of his blades towards the last knight impaling him to the door following up with a flying kick sending the poor knight out the door and through the window.

Kent grabbed the two blades and aimed at the noble who was hiding behind his desk.

“Nobleman Parlov Vonswinelow, I am Kent Redridge Knight Lord of Strike Fleet Zero Dawn and Archaena candidate to the Dragon-wolf Kingdom... You are here by under arrest for the crime of slavery, illegal trade of narcotics, illegal trade with other extraterrestrial species, illegal possession of level 3 technology, and threatening of the priestess and Grand mage of enslavement... I hereby sentence you to demotion to a lesser...” Kent proclaimed.

“Wait... No please great lord I... I was... only interested in... making money for our people... for progress!” Parlov proclaimed.

“I do not think that is the case... All that you say now shall be held against you... I was asked to meet you by Elder Rikson... But I have the right ot kill you but that would take out the fun of just ending it right here and now... So I will let you live... But you shall face the elders in a court and let’s see if they don’t put your neck on the chopping block...” Kent said.

“PLEASE LET ME GO... I KNOW... I SHALL GIVE YOU THE SLAVES IN THE BASEMENT... OR SEA CITY WILL BE YOURS AND ALL THE COIN I HAVE OR EVEN MY FAMILY... THOSE BITCHES BELOW WILL SURELY MEET YOUR TASTE... PLEASE JUST LET ME LIVE!!!!” Parlov begged.

“I would take that offer... If I were other people... But... I am not... like people who can be tempted... But since you just tried to bribe a knight lord... This adds more to your offense...” Kent stated.

He then aimed his left arm at the noble and fired three chain clamps latching on to his face, arms and legs preventing him from escaping.

“And just so you don’t try anything...” Kent stated as he flicked a switch on his left arm.

The collars lit up as energy tethers latched on to each collar that locked his movement as if he were a rock deep within the ocean floor.

“I will arrange for my marines to pick you up later swine... Oh and don’t go anywhere because those collars will also explode if you try to escape.” Kent stated before leaving the former noble’s office.

Now that the noble was secured Kent called Captain Rex again and requested for pick up.

“Rex I need also a team to pick up a pig dressed as a noble and a lot of civilian slaves...”

“Sorry General... But we kind of got our hands full at the moment”“gunshot firing”“ I will request a gunship to be sent there once we have the situation cleared on our end... The mercenaries are hard press on us at the outer city gates... With so few men to hold the gate... We don’t know how long we can hold the gate Kent...” Rex stated.

“Alright do what you can and if you think the situation is getting to deadly get out of their and evacuate as many of the civilians as you can... By the way Rex is Clayton with you guys already?” Kent asked.

“No sir... we haven’t seen them since you guys left earlier...”“Explosion”“ Oh shit um general I will call you back!” Rex said as the transmission ends.

“Damn it... I need to hurry... Mom... didn’t you say that you put a tracker on all our ear piece’s right?” Kent asked.

“I am aware of it and I already have the sergeant’s location... Uploading it to your arm’s intercom now... and you might want to hurry... They are in a bit of a tight situation...” The Black queen replied.

He nodded and immediately ran out of the noble house and made his way through the city rubble towards the barricade where Aisha and Arra were trapped.

End of Flash back:

“That explains a lot and why you took so long to get to us... But I do appreciate you Kent for saving us... again...” Arra told him with a smile.

“I vowed to protect you both and love you two equally and I do not intend to break my promise...” Kent replied.

He was keeping a steady look out over the surrounding area as Aisha got back from collecting food with the other marine and some firewood.

“Aisha, sit please I almost got the stew ready... And while you were out Aisha... Kent here was telling me what he was doing before he came to our aide...” Arra said as she handed a somewhat clean bowl to Aisha.

“Thank you sis.. ““sitting next to Arra”“ By the way Kent... I just noticed this not that I care or anything but... Why do you hate being called a hero?” AIsha asked.

“I am no hero My Lady... I don’t deserve that title... Not now or ever...” Kent stated as he clenched his fist.

“But why though... You always put others before yourself, you always come at the last possible minute, and you are even willing to sacrifice yourself for others... Which are all specifics for being called a hero... but why do you hate being called one?” Aisha asked.

“Yes, I wish to know as well?” Arra asked.

With a heavy sigh he looked out the barricade as he recalled his days in the academy with his team a trauma that burned into his heart. A pain that he had received in the academy and buried deep within the Hell’s Gate.

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