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aphroditesmoon · 1 year

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golden (part ii)

jacaerys velaryon x reader

summary: the prince bumps into an escaping slave and offers her his protection.

warnings: mentions of slavery, mentions of sexual assault.

a/n: just want to state that I use redhead gifs but it's just for aesthetic, readers description is not specific. also I promise more Jace on the next part<3

part 1 part 3

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The last thing he remembered before falling asleep on the lounge was blowing off the candle by his bedside as he watches you turn towards the other side of the bed to sleep.

So waking up on the sofa with a terrible neck pain was expected, yet he didn't quite remember you joining him on the couch.

His breath hitches as he stares down at you curled againts his chest as he tries not to make any sudden movements.

Had you misunderstood his words? Or perhaps you were trying to seek some comfort.

Either way, as suprised as he wasn't upset in waking up this way. That was until the door of his chambers swings open and he is met with his mother's voice nagging him about disappearing at night.

He jerks up horrified as Rhaenyra's words trail off, the view of you two coming into pictire.

His sudden movement shook you awake and groggily you lifted your head up and stared at the princess, confused.

Immediately the door to his chambers were shut closed before she walks faster towards his son, who is now sat upright, shielding you behind him, sitting up half asleep. "It's not what it's look like-" He starts.

"I can't believe it, first you refused to apologize to your uncles and proceed to disappear for gods know how long, and now I find you with a girl in your room-"

"Well the apple doesn't fall quite far from the tree, does it?" He snapped, immediately regretting it as the words slipped out.

Rhaenyra turns silent, her face an expression of offense. Her eyes turn to the ground for a minute as silence lingered in the closed space before it moves towards you.

He studies the situation and finds it confusing that whatever whore her son has found was fully clothed as well with him, and on the couch instead of the bed.

"Jace, where did you find her?" She abruptly asks, worry climbing into her chest. She knew her son wasn't the type to get around with prostitutes and wenches like Aegon or Daemon was.

Jace hesitates before meeting her intense stare. "Outside of the red keep, she didn't have a place to stay so I-"

"Oh well that's great, will you offer every beggar in sight your chambers to sleep in now?" She chastised.

"She's not a beggar!" He defends, standing up as he moves closer towards the princess. "Then what is she?" She questions accusingly.

"She's a slave, alright? She has a slave brand so she might've escaped and I couldn't just leave her there- Not when she's probably gone through hell to get where she is now!" He ranted, his fears gone.

Rhaenyra's eyes seem to soften, and she signed out loud, looking away from her son as obvious frustration fills her.

"I'm sorry alright." Jace spoke again, calming down. "I couldn't just leave her."

Rhaenyra nodded subtly as her hands move to rub his shoulders. "I understand, I understand, I would've done the same thing."

"But do you understand what you have done?" Jace's eyes turns nervous as he nods.

"You cannot free a slave, she is not yours to pardon, you are not king, and I am not queen yet. You wanted to help her, now what? What shall we do with her?"

He's quiet. He hadn't thought that far honestly.

"Do you know who enslaved her? What tribe? State?" He shook his head.

"I thought she might be a dothraki slave, she seems quiet, doesn't know much of our language." He explains.

Rhaenyra takes all he's said into consideration as she looks at you and beckons you to come to her.

"Girl." She called.

You kept your eyes down the whole argument, shoulders slumped and eyes tired like you haven't slept in ages. Truth is that night might be the best sleep you've had.

You slowly work your feet up towards her and meet her gaze shyly.

"Do you know who I am?" She asks. You shook your head. "Do you understand me?"

You nodded, surprising Jace.

"What is your name?" Rhaenyra notice how you pull back from her. Dropping your gaze to the carpet in discomfort. "I promise you, I will try my best to keep you under my protection, but I need you to cooperate." The princess insisted again.

You let out a huff like a child would before giving her your name.

Slowly, she smiles at you with a mother's warmth, her eyes no longer angry like she was with her son. "That's a beautiful name."

Rhaenyra tilts her head at Jace and stares him down sternly. "Get yourself cleaned, we'll have breakfast together." She speaks. Holding your hand in her, she walks out of the room with you, leaving an anxious Jace, speechless.

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Aegon prides himself in managing to wake up this early. Even if it was accidental. He struggles to distant himself from the bottles, knowing his mother would lecture him for getting drunk this early.

He hadn't had a servant in his room for a week now, an attempt to earn his mother's affections again after the last time he scared a kitchen girl off straight to the Queen herself.

He shakes his head to sober up last night's drunken thoughts and hangover as he walks straight into the servants quarter, wondering if the new blonde Dyana was there.

A smile fills his face as a feminine voice was heard, then almost immediately it turned into a frown as he recognizes his sister's voice. Rhaenyra.

"Both of you are in luck it was I who found you two like that, I know you are still confused, but considering this new information, can you see how troubling it'd be if someone else were to find you and my son in such compromising position?" Rhaenyra's voice a whisper quiet but clearly heard.

Aegon's head swirls. It can't be. Jace, in bed with a woman? Impossible.

So far he's inherited neither his real father's fighting ability nor his whore mother's charm.

He neared them and notices how their voice turns hushed and then silent as Rhaenyra flinches at his appearance.

"Sister." He slurred. Rhaenyra takes in his half drunken state and nodded in acknowledge before walking out, you trailing behind her.

His eyes follow your back until you were out of sight. A sight it was for sure. He turns to see that the servant quarters are all empty and groans in annoyance.

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You have absolutely no idea what you're supposed to be doing.

So far you are doing a great job pretending to clean a vase with a feather broom in the library for 15 minutes. The guards were starting to look at you weird.

If you had known that your knight in shining armor was a literal prince you wouldn't have agreed to follow him, you couldn't risk another imprisonment.

You moved to the shelve of books, risking a glance at the titles.

Your hands pulled out a thin book, the cover decorated with a picture of flowers. The title incoherent to you.

You remember as a child being taught to read by a teacher your father had hired, the next day he had her fired, and you never learned again.

The memory sparked a candle of rage and immense sadness as your father's betrayal crosses your mind. You would not think of him in such places, your mind was already filled with too much troubling thoughts.

You were soon distracted as you pull out a picture book, inside filled fairytale lores of old valyria. You smiled at the animated dragons that filled the pages.

Your peace, unfortunately, was broken, when a rough hand meets your shoulder, making you jump and curse loudly.

You were spinned around until you were met with a blonde haired man with hollow eyes. The same man you bumped into earlier with the princess in the servant quarters.

He gave you a dope grin as he leans forward, his upper arm meeting the shelf you're slumped againts.

"New girl." He greeted. You nodded and said nothing. He held a look you were fairly familiar with. A look you've had a share commonly from drunken sailors and slaver's men.

"A little birdie told me you've been warming The bastard prince's bed?" He teased, wiggling his brows.

You shook your head and stayed silent.

His eyes widen and he laughed. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Though if you are looking for a more fulfilling experience -"

"Then she'll knows where to find a pleasure house, brother." You were almost relieved for the interruption if the one interrupting wasn't more intimidating.

"Mother is looking for you." The man wearing an eyepatch spoke. The shorter one rolled his eyes and walked out, purposely bumping his shoulder againts his brother.

His one eye them turned to you. "Why are you in the library instead of doing your assigned duties." He asks.

Yes, good question, why was she here?

He sighed when she said nothing and turned to follow his brothers leave.

"Get back to work, and I'm sorry for my brothers behavior." He spoke lowley.

"Thank you." You blurted out before you could stop yourself. You cursed yourself forgetting about your obvious accent.

He halts his movement and turns to look at you, a brow raised.

Does he know?

She expects him to start interrogating him like the princess did, but he only asked one question. "Thank you, what?"

"Huh?" He blinked and rolled his eyes.

"You are lucky I'm not my mother, such ignorance in your duty and now refusal to address me with my title is as bad as treason in your case." He tsked at you and walked out before you could process his words.

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Aemond was not angry, just mildly annoyed. Why would his mother keep such servants like her.

He swore loudly as he's met with Aegon lurking by the corner in front of his mother's chambers.

"Why aren't you inside?"He groaned at his barely sober brother.

"Would you believe it if I told you that the servant you just saw had been fucking Jacaerys Velaryon." He giggled, amused at the information.

Aemond frowned and stared at his brother in suspicion.

"And how would you know?" He questions.

"I heard Rhaenyra talking to her, in the servants quarter. She's definitely new by the way, I've slept with half of them and I've never seen her, an accomplishment for that twat though." He rambled and pursed his lips.

"The last batch of new servants came in last year, that's impossible." Aemond countered matter of fact-ly.

Aegon shrugged at his brother. "I'm just telling you what I know and heard, Believe me or not not if you like." Aegon says before disappearing behind his mother's door.

Aegon's words were as good as a thief's. But the obvious confusion of the servant's face was fresh in his mind, she looked like she had no idea what he was talking about or who he even was.

False or not, he'd regret it if he didn't tell his mother.

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prpfs · 3 months

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hello! 🩸🥀 you MUST BE 18+ to interact.

you can call me beau, i am 24 y.o., he/him, CST, and literate writer. i can write anywhere from three meaty paragraphs to however long i feel the scene needs. i am looking for a fandomless m/m roleplay that is dark, smutty, and full of interesting twists and turns. i'd love if we made ocs together and created a world around them, particularly one of fantasy, historical, or grimy modern aesthetics. i have a fondness for omegaverse, breeding, master/slave, pregnancy, and humanoid monster fucking.

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shinjisdone · 5 months

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14. thorfinn 12. askeladd and ylva!!

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

Thorfinn: lol what fashion. I bet he just stole everything that could be his size. However, in a modern time I think he kind of wouldn't care or know what is "fashionable" and wear a bunch of boots, brown and grey pants as well as flannel shirts lolol. Maybe throw in a t-shirt underneath when he feels cold. Why would he need anything else? It works.

TW: Mentions of women being slaves and their treatment in Askeladd's part

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Askeladd: I am not really a "headcanon" person (beside a few fun "what-ifs") but I think Askeladd would have a soft spot for women. Not romantically or platonically - but that he is aware of the meaning of what it means to exist as a woman and pities them therefore. He has seen it all with his mother, but that doesn't make him any good. He wouldn't bother helping or saving one. The most he'd do is kill one as quickly as possible. For what good gives you a life as a free woman when you'll be sold off simply later?

Ylva: Hm, perhaps she has actually become more strict like her father after his death? Her oldest kid maybe remembers her being a bit more soft but as time moves on, she becomes more terrifying than a bear lol. But she is super soft and patient to her younger ones and mother and the oldest kid and husband are like; really. C-can, can we get some kisses on our ouchie-ouchies too...?

#Ask game #Ask #Vinland saga #Thorfinn #Askeladd #Ylva vinland saga

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4seasonsofart · 6 months

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Hiii!!! If it isn't to much trouble may I have (male) vinland saga matchup please. My pronouns are she/her. I tend to be shy around new people but I can be somewhat loud with people who im close to. My height is 5'0. I would describe my aesthetic as girly/soft/cottegecore, lots of long dresses and skirts.

Im not very athletic and im not a big fan of sports but I love to go roller and ice skating. I also love to read books and to also cook and bake food. I also like to garden. I've been playing the violin for 7-ish years. I love animals. I am currently studying in college. I like to Watch nature/animal documentaries. I also like sweets.

Somethings I dislike are people who bend or ruin my books and people who speak over me when im trying to talk.I love music, I can listen to any genre and like it but my favorites are indie,bedroom pop and classic rock. My ideal relationship would be with someone who is loyal and supportive. sorry if i spelt anything wrong. Hope im not bothering you:)

@armin-ocean-eyes You are not bothering me at all. You have such a unique personality.

Which is why I match you up with our lovely boy Canute.

Early Years (War Arc)

• Prince Canute and you both met in your royal court while he was out on a diplomatic mission given to him by his father. Both Denmark and your country had high tensions between each other, which only further heightened when King Sweyn sent his army into the edge of your territory.

• As the princess, you were put in charge of greeting the prince and having friendly relations with him. Well, cordial. It's hard to be friendly with the son of the man who wants to destroy your country. You were pleasantly surprised when you made eye contact with the shy prince. Without even saying a word to him, he ended up hiding behind his retainer, Ragnar.

"My apologies; my Highness is quite shy around new people. I assure you that we only come with the best of intentions."

• You shake your head and assure the both of them that you have no ill intentions either. Over the next few weeks, you learn more about Canute and end up having some sweet conversations with him.

• He always sticks behind you when you walk around the castle together. He will only ever talk to you or Ragnar. He is deathly afraid of your family and freezes up whenever one of the other royals addresses him.

• Thanks to your good relationship, the tensions between your countries have temporarily eased. You will often sit in your study together and teach him the violin. He is quite bad at it, but he becomes transfixed when he watches you play it.

• You show him around the royal garden, and he marvels at all of the foreign floral and fauna that he is not used to. He asks you questions about different plants every few steps. He loves how vibrant and versatile they are.

• When he learns you love to bake, you are practically able to see hearts in his eyes. He confesses his love for cooking as well. You both teach each other recipes from your homelands. He quite often gets flustered while baking with you. When you tease him, he gets defensive.

"H-Hey, it's just hot in the kitchen!"

*laughter*

"Stop laughing-! I swear it is just the heat of the oven!"

• He tries to tease you about your height, since he is quite a bit taller than you. You always end up teasing him back, and then he hides once again.

• On Canute's last day in your kingdom, he gets you a pet cat. He named the cat Sweetpea after the kitchen incident you both had. (You spilled some sweet peas, and Canute tripped over them and brought you down on the floor with him.) He promises to write you and even asks if he is allowed to give you a kiss on the cheek. Ragnar is shook. Shook!

• Over the next few years, you both keep in touch and write letters. Those letters begin to dwindle. One day, he stops sending you letters completely. You know that Denmark and England are at war. You worry greatly. Another two years pass, and you learn of him becoming king.

(Slave Arc & beyond)

• He changed the first time you saw him after all of those years. You now rule your country, and you were scared of him. This time, he hadn't visited to make peace with your country but to wage war on it if you did not give in.

• You tear up and almost cry as he comforts you. He speaks sweet nothings into your ear and speaks of his dream and his paradise. He speaks of how your country is a part of that. Of how you two should be able to rule alongside each other. About how he only threatens you to keep up his appearances as the fierce king of the Northern lands.

He promises you the world. He gives it to you.

• You both catch up on the years that you have missed. You both speak of your fond memories, and you begin to make new ones. Your kingdom joins his, and soon he proposes in front of the royal court.

• Your wedding is beautiful. No expense is spared. He makes you feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. He allows you anything you want and fawns over you. He supports you through everything and anything. When he is with you, he is neither a conqueror nor a king; he is just Canute.

● He brings you new scrolls to read and loves hearing you speak of them. You have your own library in the castle that is only for you. Canute always asks for permission before he enters it. He always loves how lovely and cozy you look while reading. He will murder anyone who hurts your scrolls or reading materials.

● He never allows anyone to speak over you. If someone disrespects your opinion, he will be standing quietly behind you and staring at that person menacingly. He will shout at his court to quiet down when you enter the room.

• He isn't the biggest fan of PDA but he loves holding hands and sneakily kissing the side of your face. No one in the castle questions it. Of course, they rarely see it. Wulf cracks a smile when he sees you two together.

• When having hallucinations of his dead father, he always seeks you out. When you lovingly trace and kiss all of his scars, his pain melts away. A few tears come to his baby blue eyes, but he always tries to hide them. He's never had a safe person besides Ragnar. Even then, was that really love? He doesn't know, but he knows that loving you is true love.

• He always asks for your opinion on everything. From political decisions to what he wears for the day, He is very much still Prince Canute around you—a shy and meek, easily flustered boy who is head over heels in love with you.

• He gets you another cat after Sweetpea and names him Sugar because you are the sweetest thing to him in his life.

• You are his only weakness. He is quite protective of you but backs off if you get annoyed or get concerned over his protectiveness. He is just unable to picture a life without you. He loves you more than his paradise. You are his paradise.

#vinland saga #matchups #vinland saga matchups #knew exactly who I was going to do #vinland saga imagine #vinland saga headcanon #canute #canute x you #canute x reader #personalized

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airlocksandaviaries · 1 year

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Every Data Outfit Ever, Rated (pt 2)

^^^ HOLY FUCKING SHIT YOU GUYS. THATS A LOT OF NOTES. IT’S TIME FOR PART 2 ARE YOU READAYYYYYY

#13 - The Classic Yellow Uniform (S3 Version)

6/10

Oh to wear one of these bad boys. The later season design for the Starfleet Unifrom are *chef’s kiss*. It looks thicker and more substantial, which is stylish and functional. But unfortunately that does mean we get to see less of his glorious dobonohonkeros. Knocking off some points for that. (But before we move on I just want to take this second to admire how radiant he looks in this frame. Beautiful man).

#14 - Henry V Data

3/10

I genuinely want to know what was running through the costume designers’ heads when they allowed this to happen. Yes it’s a Shakespeare production, but that doesn’t mean you need to create this affront to aesthetics. Don’t get me wrong, the costume itself isn’t actually that bad! I mean, the cloak and doublet have some serious potential. I’m actually into this look. What I’m talking about is the HAIR. Speaks for itself. Absolutely fucking not.

#15 - Yarr Lives AU Data

6.5/10

Okay hear me out. LET ME FINISH. I know it’s the exact same as the normal s3 uniform but you’re neglecting to consider the fact that I am insane. The violent alternate timeline just had such good lighting, okay? He’s literally glowing. Adds just that little bit of extra spice it needed.

#16 - Barclay’s Holodeck RPF Data

4/10

Is it aesthetically pleasing? No. Is it attractive? Absolutely not. Is he holding an epeé? Yes he is and that’s all that matters. I physically couldn’t rate it below a 3 if I tried. The outfit is an atrocity but he’s holding a sword which begs the question what would it be like to fence him. I am dying to know.

#17 - Kidnapped Data

0/10

LOOK WHAT THEY’VE DONE TO MY BOY. That bitchass collector guy turned him into a sex slave and coerced him to wear this outfit by threatening to murder someone. Disgusting. And for a queer-coded villain, he didn’t even have good fashion sense. This is probably the worst outfit I’ve ever seen in my life. You couldn’t pay me to put it on. You couldn’t make me put it on if you threatened to kill someone. I’m not as sweet as Data. I would have said let that bitch die cause there aint no way I’m letting this eye crime anywhere NEAR my body.

#18 - Lore Swapped Their Fucking Outfits Again

2/10

Yikes. Lore must have been in a REALLY tough spot after he escaped the Crystalline Entity because there is NO WAY any self respecting gay man would have worn something like this if he didn’t absolutely HAVE to. The only redeemable quality about this is that it kind of resembles a sweatshirt which is kinda funny but other than that, Lore, come on. Get it together, girlypop. Ain’t no way you’re walking around like this.

#19 - Red Shirt Data

20/10

hhfhmghh. I am. I am lookingh respcetfuly. Holy oh my fuck. This is doing somethign to me. The fact that they only let this happen for ONE SINGLE episode, AND during one of Riker’s many hallucinations was a CRIME. But I understand why they did it. The world can’t handle Red Shirt Data. I can’t handle Red Shirt Data. I have to move on now before I stare at this forever.

#20 - Keiko’s Wedding

9/10

Everything about this. The flower. The skirt. The gender. He looks beautiful and I’d like to imagine he’d wear something like this to his own wedding. With Geordi. Adorable, amazing, perfect, I love my android boy. ALSO look at his little SMILEEEEE AAAACKK-

#21 - Friar Tuck Data

1/10

Costume designers. WYA. I just wanna talk. He’s too hot for this shit and YOU FUCKING KNOW IT. (insert Bernie Sanders meme: I am once again asking why you would give him this haircut.) Not only is it uglier than the last bad haircut you gave him, but you also put him in a friar’s robes. That’s just straight up homophobic.

Well, folks, that concludes Data’s Outfits Rated, part 2. Yes I combed through the entirety seasons 3 and 4 for this, and hooooo boy were there a lot of outfits. But trust me, folks, the best is yet to come. We’ve barely scratched the surface. Once again, feel free to send in any you think I’ve missed. Come back and join me for part 3, out soon. (also thanks for the reblogs on the first one you guys, I’m so glad you like it).

Part 1

#data #data star trek #data's outfits rated #star trek tng #star trek the next generation #star trek #star trek memes #data tng #tng #more soon to come

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dialovers-translations · 2 years

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DIABOLIK LOVERS DARK FATE Gentei Tokuten Drama CD ”Diabolik ★ Aesthetics ~The Soul, Body and Blood Kept Beautiful with Sadism”

Original title: ディアボリック★エステティック～心も身体も血液もドSに美しく～

Source: Diabolik Lovers DARK FATE Gentei Tokuten Drama CD

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Katsuyuki Konishi, Midorikawa Hikaru, Takahiro Sakurai, Suzuki Tatsuhisa, Morikubo Shoutaro

Translator’s note: You know, part of me wanted to believe that this weird trivia about Ayato rubbing takoyaki sauce on Yui/the MC was nothing but a fever dream...Unfortunately it is not because it’s in this CD. I don’t know who thought it was a good idea to have these boys run a beauty salon, but it’s a disaster waiting to happen lol. Even though there’s plenty of funny moments, I needed 200% brain power to translate this one because there’s no visuals so they have to explain the massage techniques with words and well...Let’s say that my knowledge on different muscles in Japanese is very limited. Especially Ruki’s explanations left me going ??? and scrambling to open my online dictionary.

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Yuma: Haah~ Honestly…That Reiji guy is such a slave driver. Can’t believe he’s expectin’ me to put out the signboard first thing in the mornin’. …Heave-hoh.

*Thud*

Yuma: There, that’ll do. ーー Anyway, what’s the point in advertisin’ with a billboard when the damn beauty salon is already fully booked as is? Haah…

Reiji: …What are you mumbling about?

Yuma: …Ackー!? Reiji!? N-Nothin’, really!

Reiji: Oh my, really? I am fairly certain I heard something about a ‘slave driver’ earlier, no?

Yuma: Guess ya must be hearin’ things? …Oh. Seems like the customers are already coming in.

You arrive at the beauty salon.

Yuma: Welcome! We’re pleased to have ya here at ‘Diabolik Aesthetics’!

You seem confused by his attitude and mannerisms.

Yuma: Aah? I’ve got the wrong place? Hell no! I can tell ya were ‘bout to enter!

Reiji: Aah…Ahem. Yuma. I shall not allow such crude language to be used towards a customer.

*Rustle*

Yuma: Woah…Anyway…It’s already past your reservation time, so hurry up get into the store…No, I mean…If you’d be so kind to… (1)

Reiji: Haah…Good grief…He is a lost cause…

Reiji turns towards you.

Reiji: Well then, my dear customers. Please allow me to escort you instead. You see, this gentleman over here was hired only very recently, so he is still learning. Please forgive me. This way, please…

Reiji escorts you.

*Cling*

Ruki: I’m delighted to see you here, Livestock.

Reiji: Ruki! You as well!? How dare you address our customers as ‘Livestock’!?

Ruki: It’s part of our store’s aesthetic. Bear with it. In exchange…We guarantee only the finest quality. You will be made beautiful from head to toe, I can assure you that. ーー You made a reservation for the special course. This treatment is quite lenghty, so we do not have any time to waste. Please hurry your way over to the dressing rooms and change into the right attire.

*Rustle*

Ruki: Oi, Shin.

Shin: What?

Ruki: Please escort the customer to the dressing rooms. It appears to be their first time here, so explain to them how things work over here.

Shin: God…Why do I have to do this stuff? …I mean, sure. Oi, you. Don’t stand there spacing out but follow me. This way.

Shin escorts you.

*Thud*

Shin: You can put all of your personal belongings in one of these lockers. Ah, you’re responsible for taking care of any valuable items. We are not liable for potential loss or damages so don’t forget to lock it, okay?

Once you’ve taken off all your clothes, you can put on this gown over here, okay? I mean, you’re gonna have to take this one eventually too, so if you’d rather not wear anything, that’s fine by me too.

You seem shocked about having to take off your clothes.

Shin: Isn’t that obvious? What? Would you rather…have me strip you down?

*Rustle rustle*

*Thud*

Shin: I wouldn’t mind giving you a massage here either if that’s what you want. I could always lock this room…Hehehe…As long as we don’t exceed the original time of your appointment…I won’t charge you any extra either. So, what will you do?

You shake your head.

Shin: Eh? You’re passing up on my offer? What a waste! I’m sure you’ve heard the rumors about us Founders and our ‘godly’ fingers, haven’t you? So, what do you say? You and me, right here, right noーー

Kanato enters the room.

Kanato: Shin. What are you doing?

Shin: …Woah. Che. Seems like someone’s here to get in the way.

Kanato: I was wondering what could be taking her so long to get changed, but I guess you were holding her up.

Shin: Not really. She’s just slow as hell, you see? All I did was give her the usual explanation. …Well then, leaving the rest up to you.

Shin leaves the room.

*Thud*

Kanato: Che…He ran.

Kanato approaches you.

Kanato: Anyway, what are you doing? We are pressed for time here so please get changed already. Come on.

You nod.

Kanato: Haah…I don’t care for you response. Come on, chop chop.

You ask him to leave the room.

Kanato: Haah…? You want me to leave? Who do you think you’re talking to?

You defend yourself.

Kanato: I don’t want to hear any protest! Uu…You…Sniff…think…hic…of me as a nuisance, don’t you? Uu…Hic… ーー You shall not get away with treating me in such a way. I shall…punish you personally.

You try to get away but Kanato corners you.

*Thud*

Kanato: Where do you think you’re going? You can’t get away. …Not from me!

*Rustle*

Kanato: Fufu…Fufufu…But I still haven’t done anything, have I? So please don’t be so frightened. I was going to make you feel amazing, you see?

You ask him to let go.

Kanato: You really think I’m going to let you go now? After all, you are just so…

Reiji enters the room.

Reiji: …! K-Kanato…!?

Kanato: What do you need, Reiji? I happen to be quite busy at the moment so please do not get in my way.

Reiji: T-That’s easy for you to say, but I have no other choice! Come on! Get away from her!

*Rustle*

Reiji: She is a customer of ours, remember?

Kanato: …!? What are you doing!? Let me go! I wasーー

Reiji: Yes, yes, I know. But your time to shine will come later. Now hurry up and leave.

Kanato leaves the room.

Reiji: You should finally get changed as well. Understood?

You nod.

Reiji: Haah, good grief…Our staff is quite the handful. While they may be skilled at what they do, they’ve all got very eccentric personalities. It is highly troubling. At this rate, if our business does not run well, we will not reap any benefits. This is the concept I came up with myself: we guarantee a pleasurable experience for our customers and in return…we get something amazing out of it as well..’ It is truly a ground-breaking system…

*TIMESKIP*

Ayato: Zz…Zz…Nn…I’m completely stuffed…Idiot…Who puts soy sauce on Takoyaki…Nn…

*Knock knock*

Ayato: …Nn…

*Rustle*

*Knock knock*

Ayato: …Hm? Haah…? What do you want?

Ayato gets up and opens the door.

Ayato: Who the fuck are you?

You explain.

Ayato: Ah…? A customer? …Wait! It’s already that late!? God, I overslept!

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: There we go!

*Thud*

Ayato: Couldn’t you have told me sooner? Come on in already, god!

You step inside.

Ayato: For now, just lie down.

You hesitate.

Ayato: Hurry up!

You seem skeptical.

Ayato: Haah…? A medical interview? That’s Kanato’s job! He should have come to you to ask a bunch of questions, no?

You frown.

Ayato: If what happened earlier was part of the interview? Beats me! Oh well, all women worry ‘bout pretty much the same thing, don’t they? No point in asking. …Besides, I only need to take one look at you to figure out what weighs on your mind. Hehe…

*Rustle*

Ayato: It’s this, isn’t it? …Your non-existent chest.

You protest.

Ayato: What? I’m spot on? That sorta stuff happens to be my area of expertise tho! Come on, we don’t have much time. Hurry up and lie face down on this table.

You get on the table with your gown still on.

Ayato: Haah…? How am I supposed to do anything when you’re wearin’ this damn gown?

He attempts to take it on as you protest.

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: Why would you try to hide your body when there’s nothin’ to see anyway? Your front is just as flat as the back.

You get upset.

Ayato: I’m only statin’ the truth. …There.

*Rustle*

Ayato: Okay. I’ll start with a massage, so relax, ‘kay?

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: Yours Truly will get rid of all the stress and pressure built up in your body. Hehehe…

*Rustle*

Ayato: I’ll start with your calves.

You flinch.

Ayato: Woah there…What are you twitchin’ for? …Could it be you’re gettin’ a kick out of this?

*Rustle*

Ayato: See? You did it again? How fascinatin’...You must be sensitive, huh? But we’ve only just started, you see? My hands will travel across every nook and cranny of your body, makin’ you feel amazin’...

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: See? Just like this…

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: How’s that? You can feel your body gradually heatin’ up, can’t you? I’m gonna move all the way down to your ankles…

*Rustle*

Ayato: Whoops. Before that, I gotta take this bad boy, don’t I?

*Thud*

Ayato: A lovely scent, don’t you think?

You frown.

Ayato: Exactly. It’s a body oil which smells just like takoyaki sauce. What’s better in the world than sucking the blood of a woman who smells like this?

Your eyes widen in surprise.

Ayato: …Oh no, I’m just talkin’ to myself.

Ayato spreads the oil on his palms.

Ayato: First I divide the oil amongst my own hands and then I’ll massage your legs with it.

You giggle.

Ayato: It tickles…? Don’t you want to say that it feels good?

He continues massaging you.

Ayato: Come on…Go ahead and feel my hands…Can you tell? …Why are you tremblin’...? Hehehe…You’re way too sensitive. If you’re reactin’ this strongly just from your legs, then I’m starting to fear what’ll happen once I move on to other parts of your body.

You wince.

Ayato: Ah…? You’ve gotten me kind of excited. Come on…I’ll do the back of your legs next and last but not least will be your thighs.

Ruki enters the room.

Ruki: Oi, Ayato. How are things goーー …Ugh. What’s this smell?

Ayato: What do you mean? It’s the smell of takoyaki sauce!

Ruki: I can’t say I understand your choice.

Ayato: Like I give a damn!

Ruki: Oh well. …Anyway, we’re running behind, so I’m going to start with my procedure as well.

Ayato: Be my guest. …Knowin’ her, I bet she’d love to get doubled teamed on.

You grow flustered.

*Rustle*

Ruki: Livestock…Ah, you are curious about my nickname choices? This is how I address all of our customers. I will not take any complaints.

You frown.

Ruki: I will now commence the upper body massage. By focusing on your back, it will not only boost your metabolism, but also help relieve the pressure in your muscles. Allow me to remove the towel.

*Rustle*

Ruki: Hah…? Why do you seem so surprised? …That caught you off guard? In that case…Should I warn you first every time before touching you?

You nod.

Ruki: Oh well. …In that case, I will now touch your right shoulder.

*Rustle*

Ruki: How’s that? Now there’s no more surprise, right?

Ayato: Che…Look at Mr. Nice Guy over there.

Ruki: If she moves around too much, it will hinder the procedure. That’s all. …Well then, I’ll massage out the knot. This will help your muscles which might have dilated from the increased blood flow return to their original shape.

*Rustle*

Ruki: Keep still. Did you not hear me earlier? Just leave everything up to my hands.

*Rustle*

Ruki: Relax. Your whole body. If you tense up, I cannot apply pressure correctly. Down to your very core…

*Rustle rustle*

Ruki: Oh? You’re still having trouble relaxing? I suppose you leave me no other choice.

*Rustle*

Ruki: I will have to use force then.

*Rustle*

Ruki: Ugh…Well then, I’ll move on to your back now. I will align my fingertips with your spine and press down.

*Rustle*

Ruki: This should help get rid of the pressure in your muscles.

*Knock knock*

Ayato: Haah…? Who’s that? ーー Come in.

Reiji opens the door.

Reiji: It appears that things are taking longer than expected. There are other people waiting in the back, so I suggest all four of us work at once. …Is that okay with you, Yuma?

Yuma: Hell yeah! I finally get to do somethin’!

Reiji: What’s the matter? Do you not like the idea of having all four of us treat you at once?

Yuma: Shouldn’t ya be happy instead?

Reiji: Exactly. If you simply behave and let us do our thing, then you will surely feel as if you have ascended to Heaven. Or perhaps…It might be the pits of Hell instead? Fufufu… ーー Well then, Yuma.

Yuma: Roger!

Yuma walks up to you.

Yuma: Sow. Imma massage yer head. Ya know, this thing called a ‘scalp massage’.

Reiji: I shall be in charge of your hands and arms. By focusing on the pressure points in your palms all the way up to your shoulder, I can even get rid of the cellulite on your upper arms.

*Rustle rustle*

Ruki: Oi, don’t move. The massage is not over yet. I’ll move on to your pelvis next.

Reiji: Well then, I shall start with your right hand.

*Rustle*

Reiji: Ah…You are too tense. Please try to relax a little more.

*Rustle*

Reiji: Or does it simply feel too good?

Yuma: I’ll start by a general rub-down of yer head to improve the blood flow.

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: Hehe…How’s that, Chichinashi? You’re getting the full treatment here!

Reiji: It truly is a shame we cannot see the expression on her face.

*Rustle rustle*

Reiji: Hey there. Did we not tell you to keep still? If not, you will receive a severe punishment. Just like this…

*Rustle*

Reiji: Fufufu…Did I not warn you? I pressed a pressure point on the palm of your hand just now. If you experienced pain, then it means that there is a problem with the organ connected to it. (2) Fufufu…Listen carefully. If you do not wish to be in even more pain, I suggest you keep still. I want to make you feel good. With my very own hands and fingers. After all, a happy body harbors a happy soul.

*Rustle*

Reiji: Our store’s selling point focuses on delivering the ultimate pleasure to our customers. …Well, what actually matters happens only after that though.

Yuma: Come on, yer head’s startin’ to feel good too, right? I’m the one workin’ my magic after all. In that case…I don’t mind if ya make some noise. No need to hold back…

*Rustle rustle*

Yuma: I bet ya can’t get enough of the way my fingers massage yer head, before runnin’ across yer nape and pressin’ down?

*Rustle*

Yuma: I can tell, don’t worry. Yer body’s heatin’ up…Hehe…What do ya say? Want me to keep goin’?

You pass up on his offer.

Yuma: You’re good? I see. In other words, you want more, huh?

You protest.

Yuma: Hehe…Ya can no longer run. Not until you’ve surrendered both your body and soul to our fingertips. Just give in already. No point in fightin’ back forever…Just fully submit to it.

*Rustle rustle*

Reiji: Fufu…Your breathing has become quite ragged. I suppose we are almost there?

Ayato: Seems like it. I can feel heat radiatin’ all the way down to her toes.

Ruki: Finally? Good grief, she was a stubborn one.

*Rustle rustle*

Yuma: Oi, oi…Try a lil’ harder. I’ve only just gotten started, ya see?

You protest.

Yuma: You’ve reached yer limit? But the real fun has yet to start.

Ruki: I cannot let you go yet. I’m not done with the treatment of your pelvis.

Reiji: I am nowhere near finished either.

Ayato: Well, I’ve done a pretty good job so far.

Yuma: Oh…You’ve got goosebumps. ー Oi, Ruki, lower the pressure a bit.

Reiji: Ayato, so shall we.

Ayato: Gotcha.

Ruki: If you are wondering why, we do not want you to indulge in the pleasure too much after all.

Reiji: Fufu…First we build up the pleasure, then right before the climax, we hold back. By repeating this process, you will eventually get a taste of true ecstasy.

*Knock knock*

Reiji: …Oh? What is it?

Shin and Kanato enter the room.

Shin: How are things looking over here?

Kanato: We finished the treatment of the customer in the other room, so we’ve come to check up on things.

Reiji: I see. In that case, please join us in massaging the lady over here.

You flinch.

Ayato: Whatcha twitchin’ for, Chichinashi? Aah?

You beg for them to stop.

Ruki: You’ve had enough? You are our customer. No need to be modest.

Shin: Right. You didn’t get to have a taste of my skills earlier, did you? This is where the real fun begins.

Kanato: Exactly.

Shin: Okay. Ready when you are.

Kanato: I’m good to go as well.

Reiji: Well then, dear customer. You get the unique experience of being massaged by six people all at once. Please enjoy it to the fullest. Fufufu…

*Rustle*

Shin: Haha…Are you shuddering from anticipation? I can tell you’re already gasping for air and I haven’t even done anything yet.

Ruki: Let us get back to business.

Shin: You can no longer get away…from my fingers.

Kanato: You do know what will happen if you dare feel good from someone else’s touch, right?

*Rustle rustle*

Shin: Oi…Don’t move. I haven’t even touched you yet, you know?

Kanato: Come on…Focus on me.

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: Chichinashi. You’ve worked up a sweat. Hahaha…

Ruki: Her metabolic rate must have improved.

Shin: …Don’t tell me that was enough to satisfy you?

Kanato: Go ahead, let everything go.

*Rustle rustle*

Reiji: The Heaven you have been waiting for is just around the corner. ーー No, the gates to Hell will open instead.

Yuma: Hehe…Just lose yerself in the pleasure. Come on.

*Rustle rustle*

Reiji: Oh dear, oh dear, seems like she lost consciousness…

Ayato: Aah? What a weakling. I know she got the special treatment but still?

Ruki: Well, I suppose it cannot be helped, considering our skill.

Shin: What a shame. I haven’t even gotten a chance to show off my techniques.

Kanato: Says the guy who tried to get her all for himself before any of us had the chance.

Reiji: The same can be said about you.

Yuma: Oh well, I guess we’re done here. Ahー I’m beat.

Ruki: Yuma. Shall I give you a massage?

Yuma: Ah? Fuck off. I’m good.

*TIMESKIP*

You wake up.

Kanato: …Hm? Have you woken up? You slept for quite some time, you see? It’s already evening. Come on, get off the bed. Our store will be closing soon.

Reiji enters the room.

Reiji: Oh? Seems like she finally woke up. How do you feel? Well, after undergoing our treatment, I cannot imagine you could be feeling bad.

You grow flustered.

Reiji: Your cheeks are flushed. Fufufu…In other words, it felt nice, did it not?

You thank them.

Reiji: No need to thank us. We are no charity organization after all. That being said, Ruki, please fetch her ticket.

Ruki: Ah, yes. Here it is.

*Thud*

Ruki: Livestock, we accept payment by credit card as well, so feel free to use that option if you’d like.

You seem shocked.

Shin: Hm? What’s wrong? You look shocked. …? The price is too high? …You’re kidding, right?

Yuma: I mean, ya made a reservation knowin’ damn well we aren’t cheap, didn’t ya? All the prices are on the website after all.

You explain.

Yuma: Ah…? Ya never booked a session? Why the fuck are ya sayin’ that now!?

You insist that he dragged you inside.

Yuma: Ah!? It’s my fault!?

Reiji: Now that I think about it, Yuma, I do recall you dragging her inside the shop rather forcibly.

Ruki: That being said, she could have still refused. After receiving the entire treatment, it only seems fair that she pays.

Yuma: E-Exactly…! What Ruki said!

Ayato: What’s wrong, Chichinashi? Don’t tell me you don’t have that kind of money?

Reiji: Good grief…Well, I do admit that the special course is somewhat on the pricey side. What shall we do?

Ayato: In that case…She’ll have no other choice but to pay in ‘that’ way, right?

Kanato: Fufu…You’re talking about ‘that’, right? I honestly prefer that over actual money. She’s been giving off a lovely scent this whole time after all.

Kanato moves closer to you.

*Rustle*

Kanato: I can no longer hold back.

Shin: I mean, if that works for you guys, I’m on board as well. …Of course, I’ll get the first taste, okay?

*Rustle*

You ask for an explanation.

Ruki: …Isn’t it obvious what we’re talking about? Livestock. We want…your blood.

Your eyes widen in horror.

Reiji: Well, if you cannot pay us the money, it is simply the only other option left.

Yuma: Hehehe…Brace yerself, Sow!

You ask if that was their goal all along.

Reiji: Oh dear? You realized only now? Exactly, we only have one objectiveーー not the money, but the customer’s blood.

Ruki: We make their blood more tasty by providing pleasure, then indulge. A very efficient system, no?

Reiji: Well, I am the one who came up with the idea. Fufufu…

You try to escape.

*Rustle rustle*

Kanato: Fufufu…Please don’t thrash about. You got to feel good, so it only makes sense for us to get something in return now, right?

Ayato: Chichinashi. Behave!

*Rustle*

Yuma: Oi, Ayato! Why are ya tryin’ to get first dips here!?

Ayato: Aah!?

Yuma: I’m up first!

Shin: Don’t be ridiculous. I obviously get to go first.

Ruki: Wait. Seniority (3) is the deciding factor here. I go first.

Kanato: Hold up! That’s unreasonable! I’m first!

Reiji: May I remind you all that I am the owner of this store! You should allーー

Ayato: Look, take it down a notch, okay?

Reiji: Excuse me? I could say the same to you.

Ruki: I cannot say that it is very admirable to try and abuse one’s authority to get personal gains.

Yuma: Keh…! Stupid rich folks think they can have it all!

Shin: Well, if you want to use that argument, I have the most authority of us all, being a Founder. …Right?

You suddenly push them aside.

*THUD*

You make a run for it.

Ayato: …!? Chichinashi, you bitch! Get back here!

They start chasing after you.

Kanato: Wait…! I won’t let you get away from me!

Yuma: Fuck, that sneaky Sow…! Hold it!

Shin: Ah…? God, this happened because you guys just had to get into a ridiculous argument!

Ruki: Good grief…I wonder why it always turns out like this? I cannot comprehend.

Reiji: You have the nerve to say that!?

Ruki: What do you mean?

Reiji: Haah…Why does this happen time after time? Well, I suppose I was wrong to assume that things could work out with this group of individuals.

Ruki: Think of it this way, they might successfully drag her back here.

Reiji: Well, my expectations aren’t very high, but I suppose we shall eagerly await their return. Haah…I wonder when we’ll actually get a taste of some delicious blood? Right now, all the trouble does not weigh up to the benefits.

However, it would be a waste to let this fateful meeting go to waste…

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) Yuma is struggling to use correct keigo or formal speech here. Since English lacks similar structures, I had to adjust some things for my translation.

(2) A lot of Chinese medicine (which is also highly celebrated in Japan) focused on internal organs and its relationship to pressure points.

(3) Ruki refers to the ‘nenko system’ which is common at most Japanese firms and companies. The longer somebody has worked at one workplace, the higher their salary and the more benefits they get.

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