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beybaldes · 5 months

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one single thread of gold tied me to you

sejanus plinth x gn!reader

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summary: Sejanus Plinth sits on the steps of the academy with you by his side. Things may be bad, but there are worse places you could be

warnings: NO relation between reader and snow I might die if I see another fic where reader is his twin (not that they aren’t good fics, they are so good!!! I just don’t look like him at all 😭😭😭 free me), little angst but mostly fluff, ONE use of y/n, hehehehehe i posses evil powers

an: okay I know Ive not posted in like forever but I saw BOSBAS and fell in LOVE 🥲 technically spoilers and won’t be 100% book/movie accurate im going with straight vibes for this one :D enjoy!!

Sejanus Plinth was never meant to cross your path, let alone take violent root in your heart. In every other universe he never left district two and you never bumped into him on the playground at 8 years old, wondering where on earth he must have come from. There wasn’t such a thing as a ‘new kid’ in the capital, and yet, you had found one.

Or rather, he’d found you. You’d been chasing Arachne Crane around the playground in a game of tag, too focused on trying to catch her and not focused enough on the tree root that stuck out of the ground in front of you. There’d been no time to react, but sweet, gentle, wonderful Sejanus Plinth had caught you by the arm, his grip so firm you’d had his fingerprints bruised into your skin for weeks after. But he’d saved you from scraping your knee against the ground, and he held you up until you’d steadied yourself, and then he’d walked away without a word. Arachne had disappeared from your sight and you were suddenly infatuated with the mass of brown curls that were walking to the far side of the playground; you felt as though you had no choice but to chase after him instead.

Shivering at the thought that in another life you’d befriended the likes of Felix Ravenstill or Festus Creed instead, you reached out for Sejanus’s hand between the tables the mentors were made to sit at to watch the games. Surprisingly, he was receptive to your touch, tightly interlocking your fingers and hoping it would provide him with more comfort then you both knew it ever could.

As Lucretius "Lucky" Flickerman, the capitals weatherman, began to introduce the game to viewers watching from the comfort of their homes, Sejanus’s grip on your hand only got tighter, his hands beginning to tremble slightly as the screen at the front of the grand room began to show the tributes entering the area. As images of the tributes being pushed, dragged and shoved into their starting places crossed the screen, your thumb ran across the back of his hand, hoping you could make the shaking of his clammy palm against yours stop.

Slowly the cameras in the arena moved their focus from the tributes waiting for the games to start, and instead zoomed in on Marcus, hung by his bloodied hands on the fallen debris caused by the rebel attack.

“Oh my God.” Gasping the words out, you couldn’t tear your eyes from the sight, and you would’ve held onto Sejanus’s hand tighter if you were still holding it. Instead his hand was torn from yours as he stood among the other mentors, flinging his desk and device across the room with a rage you’d never seen in him before.

“You’re monsters!” He cried, hands scrunched into fists by his side, tears filling his eyes as he addressed the room before him. Peers, Sejanus didn’t dare call them friends, and teachers alike stood in silence, refusing to feed into his outrage and refusing to speak against the regime they had been raised in. Though some of them had never known anything different then a life with the hunger games, it didn’t take anything more then a heart in your chest to know how wrong it was. Even if Sejanus hadn’t known Marcus from his time in district 2, he was the same age as him, he had a family and friends back home hoping he would return to them, he was a living, breathing person who shouldn’t have had to fight for his life because his name was drawn from a hat. “All of you!”

Sejanus stormed out of the room, and you would’ve been hot on his heels if Coriolanus hadn’t grabbed you, holding you to your seat. “Just wait.” You didn’t understand at first, furious that Coriolanus would try and stop you from going after Sejanus to see if he was okay, but as he silently pointed at Mr Flickerman, you understood. Following Sejanus should wait ten seconds while Lucky counted down to the official beginning of the Hunger games and you could sneak away unnoticed. While you were never particularly fond of Coriolanus Snow, you could appreciate his brain and how it ticked.

When the ten long seconds were finally up, you sprung from your seat, a whispered thank you to Coriolanus as you snuck around the outside of the seated mentors, all of whom were enamoured with the screen. As you left the building in search of Sejanus, you briefly worried he’d be nowhere to be found, having run far away from the academy in hope he could escape everything. However, he’d been quite easy to find, hunched over himself on the steps of the academy, his arms wrapped around his knees and curled into himself as his shoulders jumped with strained breaths. A part of you prayed you’d never have to see him like this again.

“Sejanus?” His head snapped to face you, furiously wiping away the frustrated tears that had rolled down his cheeks and forcing something that tried to be a smile on his face. A frown pulled on your lips as your met his eyes, quickly crossing the steps until you were beside him. “Oh, Sejanus.”

“Did you see what they did to him?” His voice trembled as he spoke, hiccuping in breathes as he tried to tell you what he was thinking, tried to nullify the crippling ache in his chest. With the escape of a whimper from the back of his throat, your hands came to cup his face, caressing his cheeks and simultaneously wiping away any tears that crossed your path. “What they’re doing to all of them?”

“I know, I know.” You cooed, knowing there was nothing you could do to change things. All you could do right now was make your Sejanus feel better, though you worried even your best wouldn’t be enough. “It is wrong and cruel, so, so cruel, and one day people will see just how right you are.”

“They won’t.” He scoffed, his eyes turning to stare at where his shoes met the ground, avoiding your gaze. “They think that this is life, that this is how things are. And no one else sees an issue with that, at least not here in the Capital.”

One of your hands turned Sejanus to face you, not allowing him to look away as you spoke, while the other fervently soothed his curls away from his face, hoping a combination of the two could begin to make him feel better.

“Thousands of people will have seen your outrage at the games tonight, and if even one of them has been affected by it, then you will have made a change.” Sejanus’s features softened as you spoke, and while you knew his boiling rage was only reducing to a simmer, and that at the end of the day it would still be inside of him, you knew that he was allowing himself to get through this moment with your help. “Rome was not built in one night. Change will come, it just takes time.”

Silence didn’t have the chance to settle. “Why are you so nice to me?” That surprised you. It didn’t seem like a question that needed answering and it didn’t seem like something Sejanus would ever ask you. It felt too obvious. “No one in the capital has ever accepted me as one of them, and yet, my own district won’t recognise me as theirs either. Most of the people at the academy don’t even acknowledge me, and sometimes I feel like Coryo only tolerates me, but you? You are nice to me, like now. You didn’t have to come out here, you chose to. Why?”

Strangely, you’d never been so scared. You couldn’t help but think that you’d said or done something to make Sejanus think that your friendship towards him was fake or conditional, but it couldn’t be further from it. How did you put into words how much you loved him for him, without saying it just like that? Plain and simple?

“You are kind, Sejanus. You don’t see a lot of that around here. From the very first day I met you you have been nothing but kind - not only to me but everyone around you, even when they didn’t deserve it.” Your hand against his hair had moved back down to his cheek, the gentle caress of your thumb against the apple of his cheek turning more and more loving with every word you spoke. “You bring your Ma’s sweets to share, even when they’re the ones you really like, you recite your favourite books to me just because you want to talk and you know I’ll listen, you stop me from going home with scrapped knees and grazed hands everyday, and-“

It was like you’d suddenly become dangerously aware of how close the two of you had got, not only physically on the steps of the academy, but in your friendship over the years. Maybe more then a friendship if either of you were brave enough to say it. You couldn’t breathe and you couldn’t think about anything but his lips against yours. Removing your hands from his face and placing them neatly in your lap, you tore your gaze from his face and looked to the sunsetting sky. “Sejanus plinth, it seems I have grown quite fond of you.”

Sejanus placed two fingers beneath your chin, turning your face to make you look at him, like you had done just minutes ago. “I have grown irreversibly fond of you, y/n y/l/n.”

As Sejanus leaned closer to you, and you tilted you head so your nose would slot perfectly against his, a crowd of mentors came out of the academy, causing the two of you to jump apart. Sejanus looked more disappointed than you think you’d be able to get him to admit, and he stood from the steps almost instantly. “I have to go.”

If you’d been any less dazed by the almost kiss shared between the two of you, you’d have chased after him once more, but you found yourself frozen on the steps of the academy. Sejanus was going to kiss you. Maybe, if you were lucky, you’d find the two of you in such a position once again and maybe that time your lips would actually meet.

A part of you is certain you don’t even know the boy exists in any other universe. And yet, you find that you would plead before the Gods themselves to have the fortune of knowing him in every one.

An: thank you for reading!! Would anyone want a part 2 about Sejanus going in to the arena and reader and Coriolanus teaming up to get him out? I might write it anyway lol but please give me feed back and let me know what you thought!! Mwah <333

part 2: I swam a lake of fire, I’d have walked across the floor of any sea out now!!

#beybaldes wrote a fic ??#beybaldes wrote a fic!!#sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus plinth oneshot #sejanus plinth imagine #tbosbas x reader

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femme-malewife · 6 months

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Hypmic s2 e6 spoilers but I wanted to dive into some scenes in a bit more detail

So this scene is what caught my attention the most. It's interesting to me because given the framing of it- from Ramuda's hands tightly clenched to his eyes being shadowed most of the time, with only cold fury being shown in one frame, we can easily tell that Ramuda is not only echoing things he was told by Chuohku, but echoing his own thoughts towards himself.

In the manga/drama tracks, we see plenty of instances where the moment Ramuda's humanity is brought into question, he quickly spirals. If it's brought up by someone else, he gets furious, but if it's his own thoughts, he becomes depressed.

"A fake like you isn't worth the air you breathe" does this not sound like Ichijiku's words to him, whenever she threatens to replace him???

"You don't even know who you really are. You just wander around, lost in a sea of deception." That's exactly what happened with Ramuda. He formed TDD and FP because he was told to, and despite his growing emotions, he tells himself it's all fake. Even how he became chipper and expressive was because of someone else. He agonizes over his deception when his feelings with Gentaro and Dice come to play.

His cold gaze when he told Rabuta that he was an imitation could just be because Rabuta's annoying, but it could also be an internal anger at himself.

"Just disappear. Stop existing." With how many people he's hurt- even if he did it solely to survive, do you really think he would tell someone harmless to just stop existing? No, and we know Ramuda has issues with his own existence. Time and time again, he's thought "if I didn't exist, (x) wouldn't happen". He even brought it up to Jakurai that his existence was what ruined his assistant's life, and that life would be better without him.

He considers himself nothing more than a burden to the people around him. Someone who can't form any real attachments because he's a fake.

So...

His posse will always be there to pick him back up- literally and figuratively...

And the true, sparkling awe on his face when Gentaro and Dice saved his life made him realize something- at least in the anime universe. (As he's already realized it all in the manga/DTverse)

His posse is here with him. And that's what makes him truly happy. Being with them. Because he loves them, and like their rap said, you can't fake an emotion like that.

And of course, to Gentaro and Dice, of course they all love each other. I don't necessarily mean romantically (even though I personally ship them), but Fling Posse does love each other.

So even if Ramuda hates himself for being a clone, he knows- he understands, that his feelings for Gentaro and Dice are real. He, in the manga/DT, has even sobbed over how it hurts that he can't have a true bond with them. Though he does. And he always will.

After all, this is happiness- a smile, that you can't fake.

#hypnosis mic #hypmic #rhyme anima+#fling posse #fling poly #longpost #brrrr im having brainworms #i love them sm

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yumenokanata · 2 months

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Random Fling Posse headcanons:

• Gentaro has reading glasses with the big round frames… he doesn’t wear them in public but if he’s at home alone he’ll use them because he gets headaches if he reads/writes for too long without them.

• He also collects strange knickknacks/figurines/toys etc. His apartment is kind of a mess but there’s always fun Items to find amongst the clutter.

• Dice sneezes really loud… like really loud. You know how some people straight up sound like they’re screaming when they sneeze? Yeah. It scared Ramuda a lot at first because he startles easily.

• As a fashion designer, we know Ramuda can draw figures/clothes relatively well, but I imagine he likes to doodle pretty much anything and everything. Including animals, food, places, and of course Gentaro and Dice.

• Ramuda knows all kinds of niche trivia about other countries and cultures, and can speak a bit of several different languages. He’d love to travel the world some day.

• All of FP have each others names saved in their phone as something cute. I think it was mentioned in the manga that Gentaro has Dice in his phone as 骰子 which is so cute to me.

• Speaking of FP texting each other, it’s not uncommon for their group chat to be active at the weirdest hours, as Ramuda and Gentaro frequently pull all-nighters to work (or procrastinate) and Dice probably doesn’t really operate on any kind of schedule whatsoever.

• Dice is really good at making animal noises. Not just cats, but cows, frogs, birds, whatever. It’s one of many skills of his that he claims are completely useless but others find entertaining.

• Gentaro visits his brother in the hospital at least once a week. He keeps him updated on everything in his (their?) life.

• Ramuda likes to watch children’s cartoons.

Ahh… that’s all for now. I have dinner to make. 🥦

#fling posse #hypmic #gentaro #dice #ramuda

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lake-archive · 4 months

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First Meeting Of The Year

AO3 Link - Fling Posse Selfship / Yumeship Masterlist

Fandom: Hypnosis Mic

Characters: Ramuda Amemura, Dice Arisugawa, Gentaro Yumeno, Ann Wolff (OC)

Pairing: Fling Posse x Ann

Tags: New Year's Fluff, New Years, Amemura Ramuda-centric, Yumeno Gentaro-centric, Arisugawa Dice-centric, Polyamory, Polyamorous Character, Established Relationship, Developing Relationship, Japanese Culture, Kimono, Original Character(s), Major Original Character(s), POV Original Character, Original Character-centric, Gender-Neutral Pronouns, Genderqueer Character, POV Third Person, POV Third Person Limited

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What is the most important time of the year? Well, depending on who you ask it might depend to be honest. For Ann it had always been spending time with their family yet that was not really an option any longer. Their father had been thrown out by their mother and their mother had thrown them out later as well. So the first day of the year had to be spent differently. They had been wondering how though during the last week of the year, thinking about it ever so deeply…

That was until they had received an invitation from Ramuda, who may have noticed their little problem just by looking at them.

“Hey Ann–Chan, what are you thinking about?”

“Eh? Uhm… Nothing special. Just… Uhm… Well… I haven’t spent New Year’s day without my family. So… I was wondering… How—”

“Oh? That? Why not come with us and visit a shrine on that day?”

“A shrine visit?” Ah, right, they have heard of the tradition yet never had a chance to try it. Their parents were not native Japanese and had never heard of it before. A shrine visit, the first one of the year… What was it called again? Hatsumode? They never expected Ramuda to–

“Yeah! Gentaro invited Dice and me! I bet he won’t mind if you came along too~!”

“Y… You sure? I think if he only invited you two, then it’s something only Fling Posse should—”

“No way! I’m sure he won’t mind! I’ll tell him that you will come with us too! And he can’t do a thing about this!” The last part he said with the utmost confidence. In fact, he even puffed his chest a little as he got up from the couch, hands on his hips. Probably one of the proudest stances Ramuda could have taken and they had ever seen from him. He was more than certain about this. That or he just wanted Ann to tag along and would not take ‘no’ as an answer in any way. In any case, they ended up agreeing yet it left them in a panic once returning home.

Hatsumode… So this was very important, wasn’t it? One could not take this lightly. The first shrine visit of the year, they had to prepare. After all, how embarrassing was it to admit that Ann themself had lived in Japan for years yet had never participated in Hatsumode properly? They didn’t want to get laughed at or teased about it in any way. Plus, it was a special occasion! So they could not show up in their usual clothing, right!? Right! That was an absolute no go! Who knows what the guys would end up wearing, Gentaro especially… Given the traditional attire he wore already everyday. Except Dice maybe? Then again, they were not exactly sure… Anyway, if they took it lightly they would not be able to show their face! So they had to carefully think about it! First shrine visit… A very special shrine visit…

There was this kimono they had. Sure, it was a few years old yet they had not grown since then. Besides, they still had it thanks to having been able to save up for it some time ago. They were not big on fashion but when it came to some Japanese fashion, they adored it. To the point they loved wearing it. In fact, they had a few yukatas as well they always wore to festivals here and there. And a kimono was of course in their possession! Even if it was from their days when they were still pretending to be someone they were not but… It was the best they had. A proper kimono can be expensive and they couldn’t afford it at this point in time. But maybe for next year! Yes, surely for next year!

The main color of said kimono was a greenish color. Nothing too bright but nothing too dark either. It fit Ann just right. It had no complicated pattern either, some dark colored flowers around the chest area and the legs. The waistband they would need as well was a plain black. It was nothing fancy of course yet they liked it, even now. They even had a fitting hair accessory, something they barely wore. It was not a hat, of course not, but a long hair pin in the shape of cherry blossoms. Of course it had also been colored green, fitting for their own kimono. And in a way they had been excited, being finally able to wear it properly. They never really had a chance before but now… They were glad that they had bought it! This was the perfect outfit!

Well, or so they had thought.. Because…

The moment they had arrived at the designated meeting spot they were met with perhaps the biggest shocker they could manage. It was not something they had expected, to say the least. Well, maybe from one of them but all three… The trio had been staring at them, slightly confused. They even tilted their heads the moment they had seen Ann in this getup in particular. Was it so wrong to wear their kimono on such an occasion!? They may as well use it, right!? Right!? That was the thought process at the very least. And yet, they only got those head tilts… Those ever so dreading head tilts, asking them the following:

“Ann–Chan, you didn’t have to be that serious about it.” Ramuda had pointed out. To their surprise he had not shown up in some special, festive getup but was rather casual about this. He had been in his usual wear all along! Alright, maybe he did not have time to prepare or something! He was usually busy! So that was fair enough.

But Gentaro… He only had a slight grin on his face, trying to cover up his smile a little with one of his wide sleeves in fact. It was as if he was at the brink of chuckling, him even shivering a little from the near laughter. “That Ann–San… Would take a New Year’s tradition that seriously…” He only said, almost whispered yet it was loud enough for everyone to hear. It wasn't hidden at all! He was doing a horrible job at it!

As for Dice… He had been speechless this entire time, only staring in somewhat of a disbelief. “Ma would compliment it… I guess… Makes me feel guilty to not show up in fancy clothing or somethin’.” He only let out, still staring in disbelief. They had no idea what this meant yet he had been looking, to say the least. Just as much as the other two were. The three had been looking at them in utter disbelief.

Ann had only looked at all three of them, noticing the redness which had built up on their face. They had been feeling warmer around their face, noticing just how embarrassing this was. They looked like a tryhard compared to them all! They had showed up in everyday clothing and here they were, in their kimono! Guh… Were they doing it wrong? If so then… “Was that… Not something I was supposed to do?” They had asked ever so carefully. Because maybe they had gotten something wrong… And if so this would be the most embarrassing New Year’s Day in their entire life! Even more embarrassing than when they had accidentally gotten a little tipsy and—

“Ah, no! Please, do not worry about it too much, Ann–San.” Gentaro tried to reassure them, finally calming himself down it seems and turning back to face them. “It was just a surprise for all of us, truly.”

“Yeah yeah! A biig surprise!” Ramuda added, even making the right motion with his arms to emphasize how huge this surprise was. “This big! But but… You look really cute today! I got no complaints!” The last part had been added with his usual smile. No, not the usual. He was smiling brighter than before. “That this is Ann–Chan’s first outfit I would see them in… Lucky me~!”

“Yeah, what they said. It’s just a surprise, kinda.” Dice agreed with the other two yet seemed to fumble with his words a little. Though they couldn’t say why exactly. Was he not used to this or… Was he flustered at the sight? Ah, no way! That wasn’t it! He was probably just as caught off guard as the other two.

“R… Really now? Erm… Then… This isn’t wrong?” They had asked, still sounding a little embarrassed. Compared to the other three they stood out a little, probably. Their kimono hugging their figure… No, kind of covering it and all of that. At least it was warm so they couldn’t complain too much.

“Of course not. if thou wish to make this shrine visit extra special, there are no complaints.” Gentaro responded, smiling softly.

“Eh? Extra special? But the first shrine visit of the year is always the most important, isn’t it?”

“Hmm… I cannot argue with thee about that either. But we are no longer in times where thou has to dress extra fancy.”

“C… Come on now…”

“Again, if thou wish to wear it… Do you see those three men complaining?” He then pointed at each of them respectively while speaking.

Ramuda had just been smiling brightly, a little excited, as if saying ‘This is a change of pace from the usual’ and he was more than happy about it. He couldn’t stop staring and if it was not for the moment maybe he would have gotten the phone out of his pocket.

Dice was staring Ann up and down, first not too sure what to say yet he let out a slight smirk afterwards. He didn’t seem to mind in the end and even seemed to compliment it by eyeing it. They were not sure how to react and yet they just took it as a compliment, even if slightly flustered.

Gentaro was a different story, he had been smirking all this time. And yet, they found something odd about his gaze. Not in a bad way, just… In an unusual way. And yet, he did not seem to complain. In fact, he only tried to reassure them in the end, put them at ease. And they were grateful for that in the end. No, really.

In fact all of that made them sigh in relief, that they had not embarrassed themself completely in front of all three of them. But they should keep it in mind for next time… Well, that or they might wear it again… Just to have it as an excuse to wear it. It’s only a small bonus if the three had liked it.

“Alright, understood. Shall we be on our way then?” They asked, smiling lightly. They had not expected to be this eager but they were. No matter what their fortune they might be told at the beginning of the year… They had faith that it would turn out to be a great and fun one. With everyone on their side… Their dear friends, the old cat and their crew partner and crime. And of course the trio known as Fling Posse. They were confident that this year would turn out to be a great one nonetheless. After all, it was already starting to look promising, wasn’t it?

“As long as you are there… I’m sure this year can’t go wrong. I will look forward to what the future holds, no matter how bad it gets. Because as long as you are by my side… I think we will make it through just fine. No, I don’t think so… I’m more than certain of it!”

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representshinjuku · 9 months

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Assault (強襲)

(Note: This song contains spoilers for FP v MTC.)

Ramuda: I can’t. I can’t take another verse. Somebody… Save me! I don’t want to die!!

Ramuda clone: Okay now! Bye-bye!

Dice: Stop right there!!

Gentaro: We won’t permit you to harm him any further!

Ramuda: Dice! Gentaro! Why?

Gentaro: Do we need a reason to come to our friend’s aid when he’s hurt?

Dice: That’s right. We’re true friends!

[Gentaro]

I will not permit you to so much

As lay another finger upon my friend

[Dice]

Fishy guys like you get tossed aside

We’ll lay into you, whoever you are

[Gentaro]

In but a moment

[Dice]

The backup’s here

[Gentaro]

The damage you’ve inflicted

[Dice]

Gets returned to you double

[Gentaro]

But momentary friends sharing the same resolve

[Dice]

Fling Posse stands here

[Gentaro & Dice]

Unparalleled

#rule the stage #FP v MTC #yumeno gentaro #arisugawa dice #assault #hypstagetl #koutranslates

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pa-stella · 2 years

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number 100 about fling poly! :D

Anon, what a true challenge you gave me! I struggle with Gentaro's complex way of speaking since English is not my first language... so I had to tone it down a little. I didn't take in consideration any particular canon event in this. I just let my personal view of this Division go wild a bit. I hope you'll enjoy this anyway! Title: Guardians Fandom: Hypnosis Mic Pairing: Fling Poly Prompt: "There is nothing I would change about you." Content: Mention of violence and gambling addiction. A little angsty.

“Please, anything but that!” Dice cried as he tried to escape Gentaro’s grip.

“Stop struggling and let me assist you.” The novelist sighed, rubbing a cotton swab soaked in alcohol on one of the many bruises on the other’s face.

“It hurts!” He cried while failing at staying still.

Gentaro chuckled. “This hurts? What about the punches of those delinquents? Were those caresses in comparison?”

“It’s different…” Dice mumbled. He flinched when Gentaro began to disinfect those little cuts again, but he didn’t complain.

“Ah, Dice, Dice… when you’ll learn…” He whispered.

Dice’s gambling problem was very entertaining and sometimes comical, however every time he would get hurt because of his debts, Gentaro couldn’t help but feel concerned and worried. How many more times could that happen? What if somebody decided to make him pay with his life one day?

“I know what you’re thinking.”

“What are you talking about, Dice?”

“You always wear a mask, but it’s clear that you’re worried about me.” In any other circumstance, Dice would have used his usual smug voice, but now even he was sounding anxious.

“Of course I am.” He admitted with a sigh. “I’m afraid one day we’ll find you… too late.”

Dice was silent for what seemed like an eternity. His head was low. “If only I was different…”

“Mh?”

“If I was a different person, you and Ramuda wouldn’t have to be so worried about me. As if you two didn't have enough on your plates.”

“Dice, did they hit you stronger than usual?” The novelist asked. “It’s not like you to be so out of sorts.” When the gambler didn’t answer, Gentaro sighed and caressed him on the shoulder. “Do we worry about you? Yes. Would we like you to work on your addiction, yes. Do we want you to be a completely different person? No.”

“But…”

“The fact that you are even thinking about this means that you’re maturing. The Dice I met a few years ago would have just joked and asked for more money.” Gentaro smiled softly.

“Well, if you don’t need it…”

“Don’t be silly now.” He interrupted him by rubbing the cotton swab on the bruises again.

Before Dice could reply, the door of Empty Candy’s showroom opened and Ramuda came in.

“Yo, yo, yo! Gentaro is right!” The short designer stated with enthusiasm.

Gentaro sighed. “Were you overhearing us?”

He just winked before sitting down next to Dice on the sofa to hug him. “There’s nothing I would change about you!”.

“Oh, Ramuda, I was trying to make him understand he should work on his gambling addiction…”

“Why?” Ramuda blinked a few times before giggling. “It’s fun! He gets in trouble and we save him!”

Dice let the leader of Fling Posse hold him tighter while grimacing. “It shouldn’t always be like this though…”

“It’s not! Sometimes we save you, sometimes you save us! This ✩ is ✩ life!” He laughed again. “Oh, I settled your debt. They shouldn’t bother you anymore!”

“What? Really, Ramuda?!” This time, it was Dice who hugged the short man. “Thank you!”

“Hehe, as if it were the first time I do something like this!”

“How exactly did you settle the debt?” Gentaro asked, slightly confused. He knew the amount of money Dice owed was way over both his and Ramuda’s savings.

Ramuda looked at him for an instant before focusing on Dice’s face again. “Oh, wow! These bruises look super nasty!”

“Ramuda…” Gentaro tried again.

“There should be a pomade in the bathroom that could help you heal waaaay faster!” He tapped Dice’s nose in a cute way. “Why don’t you go take it?”

“Uh? Are you sure…”

He almost forced his teammate to stand up and pushed him toward the bathroom. “Yes, yes! I can’t remember the name though! It should be in a pink container!”

Dice looked at him with a horrified expression. “Everything is pink in this bathroom!”

“Oh ✩ really?” Ramuda asked innocently while closing the door in Dice’s face. “I believe you’ll find it anyway!”

“Geez.. okay…”

Gentaro followed Ramuda with his eyes until he stopped right in front of him. “How did you settle the debt?” He asked again.

The usual smile disappeared from Ramuda’s face. “Let’s say they won’t worry about money for a while.”

“Have you used your mic-”

Ramuda interrupted him by placing a finger on his lips. “Some things are better left unspoken.” He smiled sweetly and got his face closer to Gentaro’s. His voice dropped down low. “I know you wanted to do the same when you saw him in that state.”

“I…”

“Your lies don’t work on me. You should know that by now.” He gave him a peck on the lips and moved away. “Now it’s better if I go find the pomade for our dear Dice. I want to see him smile again as soon as possible.”

#writing? in this economy?#this is not cute compared to what i usually write #sorry #fling poly #dice arisugawa #gentaro yumeno #ramuda amemura #hypnosis mic

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