#like when he starts messing around w those swords and is like o shit got blood magic

[sixofclovers]

thinkin about those carnival glass swords

#critical role #mollymauk #molly #pre campaign i guess? #like when he starts messing around w those swords and is like o shit got blood magic #mollymauk tealeaf #soc art #kind of just sketching #my sis is watching cr and were almost up to 26 :( #its 1am rip my sleep cycle #idk how this even looks we'll see tomorrow lma #o #precampaign #carnival glass #just to b clear bc im seeing this a lot in my molly pics tags #cad is my absolute fave and i miss molly but cad is where its at for me

[griffintail]

Finding a Forgotten Memory

Summary: A happy ending for this post and this one. 

Pairings: Parental! Ghostbur x F! Child! Reader

Tommy x F! Child! Reader

Warnings: ANGST! But there’s a happy ending.

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         Tommy swept his gear on the floor as he paced the length of his bedroom in his hotel, warm tears rolling down his face.

         He remembered the day Ghostbur had stormed into his home, balling, his tears creating smoke, that he couldn’t find his little blue. He had assured the ghost, she was fine. Probably hiding or she wandered a little farther than she should have.

         Grabbing his sword in case the search took too long, he followed Ghostbur into his sewer he’d moved back into after Tommy’s freedom from exile. Inside, Tommy had a few doubts as he looked at the bit of wreckage around the place.

         “Did you do this looking for her Ghostbur?” Tommy asked, sitting a barrel upright.

         “N-No. I-I s-s-s-he…” The ghost couldn’t form a coherent sentence.

         “I’ll look outside. Stay here in case she comes back alright?”

         Ghostbur nodded rapidly, clutching onto an already full piece of blue. Tommy nodded before leaving the sewer calmly then booking it to Phil’s.

         “Phil!” Tommy shouted, slamming the door open, startling the man and his crows. “There’s something wrong with Ghostbur.”

         “What? What’s wrong?” Phil immediately stood up.

         Tommy explained the situation and they both gathered everyone they could, a search party formed. (Y/N)’s name was shouted into the wind as everyone separated into many corners of the Dream SMP land and the L’Manberg land. Even people like Sapnap and Punz helped them look in their more familiar areas.

         But they couldn’t find the little girl and mobs had started to come out. Tommy, Phil, Techno, Fundy, and a few of L’Manberg citizens continued their searches. Techno and Phil went into more in-depth searches or rather questionings. Yet…there was no word of her…

         That was the night Phil fabricated the lie.

         “We’ll only use it till we figure out what happened. Ghostbur will have to believe it because Fundy refuses to talk to him but he likes (Y/N).” Phil assured the younger as he fidgeted in worry.

         They’d try to figure out what happened in the next few days!

         …

         Then a few days turned into a few weeks. And a few weeks turned into two months…

         They’d lost hope and even though there was no message on the walkies, they knew the magic had a range and (Y/N) …she had to be gone…They didn’t know what happened, could only speculate.

         Time had to move on and people grieved, Tommy taking it hard as the little girl had helped him through hell without knowing. She was part of his family and she had made him smile when he needed it the most, not even knowing he had needed her little games and laughs. He wished he had those when he had gone through the final battle with Dream, yet even after his victory, he continued to grieve and now seethe as Dream dangled a fruit of revival in front of him.

         Listening to the same horse shit, day after day…

         They had told Ghostbur once or twice in the beginning but Phil told everyone to keep up the lie when the ghost would just break completely, unable to function at all. Tommy couldn’t handle it anymore that Ghostbur didn’t remember the one thing he thought the ghost would never forget. That he wasn’t grieving like him. The little girl only helped Tommy through a rough time but that same little girl was Ghostbur’s entire world! It wasn’t fair to her memory that Ghostbur simply forgot the end of it!

         He knew the ghost couldn’t help it and that the ghost would break if he actually remembered but it frustrated him to no end because Tommy didn’t forget and broke at his own memories and he couldn’t live like this anymore! He…he couldn’t let the little girl be gone any longer…

         He looked at the prison from his window, before clenching his hands. He needed to pay an “old friend” a visit.

         …

         Tommy stood on the other side of the netherite blocks as the lava behind him finished cascaded down and the barrier was gone between him and the smiley masked man.

         “Tommy! What do I owe the pleasure?” Dream asked, spreading his arms as he laughed.

         “Business. I want that revive book Dream.”

         “The revive book? You know I can’t just give that to you Tommy. I won’t revive Wil—”

         “Not…Wilbur,” Tommy muttered.

         Yes, the boy wanted his older brother back but he wanted this little girl back first.

         “Not Wilbur? Who would you want? Not Schlatt.” Dream mocked and Tommy clenched his jaw.

         “Just shut up you bastard and listen!” Tommy shouted and Dream stopped, watching. “You’re going to bring (Y/N) back or I’ll never visit you again and we both know how much you want me to visit.”

         Dream stood there before grinning wickedly behind his mask. “(Y/N)? Huh. You’re going to have to remind me who they are…”

         “YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHO SHE IS!” Tommy snapped, doing his best to keep his tears in. “She was the little girl you hated because she made me happy during exile!!”

         “Oooh, right. Ghostbur’s kid.” He chuckled, turning from him. “How’s he doing?”

         Tommy restrained himself with great difficulty.

         “Such a bad memory, his child going missing, I’m sure he’s practically been destroyed…”

         Tommy felt the warm tears in the corner of his eyes as he took deep breaths.

         “Or did he finally forget the little brat?”

         He lost it.

         He pinned Dream to the obsidian wall and barked at his smiley mask.

         “YOU’RE GOING TO BRING HER BACK RIGHT NOW YOU GREEN FUCKING PRICK!”

         Then Tommy saw his wicked grin under his mask.

         “I’d love to Tommy, but I can’t bring back what’s living.”

         “W-What?” Tommy sputtered, confused.

         Dream laughed as Tommy let him go.

         “You never saw the message because there was no message to have! It wasn’t my goal after all to kill her.”

         Tommy’s world stopped before his heart pounded. She…She was still alive?! But Dream had been in prison for three months after they finally decided she was gone. She…She wouldn’t have survived…

         “And now that you know, the clock is ticking Tommy. Will you lose her and have to deal with another ghost? Of course, I can make it simple. Let me out and I’ll give her right back.”

         Tommy shook. He had mourned for her. He had stopped…looking for her…

         Shaking his head, Tommy stepped behind the barrier, it going up, shocking Dream. No, Tommy needed to make this right.

         “I’ll find her. Suck it, green boy.” Tommy snarled, before stepping onto the bridge.

         “YOU WON’T! SHE’LL DIE BEFORE YOU FIND HER TOMMY! ONLY I KNOW WHERE SHE IS AND SHE’LL STARVE SLOWLY!”

         But Dream underestimated Tommy’s determination…

         …

         “PHIL!” Tommy shouted on the walkie as he sprinted back for his hotel for his gear.

         “Don’t talk to me, Tommy! How could—” Phil started to yell at him.

         “(Y/N) IS STILL ALIVE!”

         “W-What?” Phil stopped.

         “I went to Dream to revive her and he admitted to taking her. She’s still alive. We need to find her now!”

         Tommy slid slightly as he got to the entrance of the hotel before dashing in.

         “H-How, what?!”

         “IT’S A LONG STORY NOW WE NEED TO LOOK! We need to every fucking place Dream’s ever been!”

         They had figured she had been kidnapped. They just hadn’t known by who. Dream had been prime suspect, but even then, he had an alibi; and at the time, they couldn’t exactly search the most powerful man’s places.

         “O-Ok. Ok! I’ll get everyone!”

         Tommy grabbed his gear and went to meet with everyone else. The search was back months later but they had new information. Dream was tricky with his hiding and everyone had to be clever as they went into different corners of the world…

         Tommy didn’t sleep for two days as they searched everywhere they could as his thoughts went rampant. What if Dream was just messing with him again? Lying to get him to let him out! What if Tommy had just given everyone false hope…

         Then as the sun just breaking into light purples on a new day, Tubbo cried out on the walkie.

         “WE FOUND SOMETHING! WE FOUND SOMETHING IN DREAM’S BUNKER!”

         Fear didn’t even grip Tommy as he sprinted for the nether portal. Tubbo, Ranboo, and a small crew of others took to the task of taking the bunker physically apart in hopes to find anything.

         Tubbo justified by saying this was where Dream had held his biggest cards. He wouldn’t have kept (Y/N) too far from there.

         Tommy stumbled into the room as he saw Ranboo standing back to be there if someone got stuck as Tubbo, Foolish, and Jack carefully digging around a mechanism they had destroyed. Tommy pulled out his own pick and joined them.

         After some time, they managed to crumble away stone into a hallway.

         “I’ll go,” Tommy muttered.

         He hated the tight space of the hall but he had to know and if it was a trap, he wanted to take it. Carefully going down the hall with his axe instead, he didn’t go too far before he found a door. Opening it slowly, he found a plain room and…a little girl in a dirty blue hoodie spinning around bored in the room.

         “(Y/N)!” Tommy choked on a sob before dashing into the room and hugging her tightly.

         She yelped in surprise before grinning widely. “Uncle Tommy! I told Dream you’d visit!”

         Tommy cried as he squeezed her. She was so naïve as always. She hadn’t changed in the missing months…He missed his niece so much.

         “Your crying! I don’t have any blue.” She said, looking around the empty room.

         “I-I’m ok (Y/N).” He laughed quietly. “They’re happy tears…but there’s a ghost that would love to see you…”

         She gasped. “I missed daddy! Is he here?”

         “No…but I know he’d love to play a game of hide and seek…”

         “Ok, do you have any food? The tall man hasn’t brought me any.” She explained as he stood up.

         He frowned in confusion before his eyes went wide. The person that had been helping Dream while he was in prison.

         “(Y/N), what did she look like?” Tommy asked quickly.

         She shrugged. “He was very tall and he wore funny clothes and he wore a mask.”

         “Like Dream’s?”

         She shook her head. Tommy frowned deeply. Who the hell had been helping him?

         “I don’t have food on me but I’m sure Ghostbur will gladly give you dinner.”

         She grinned as he carried her out. The others cheered seeing the pair, sharing hugs with her as Tommy continued to hold her. Everyone over the radio celebrated as Ranboo made the announcement. Phil nearly collapsed in happiness when they got to L’Manberg, relieved he hadn’t lost another child he had helped care for.

         Reluctantly, before Tommy brought her to the sewer, Tommy told her not to tell Ghostbur about her “trip”. It was a little secret between the two of them. She promised not to tell and Tommy brought her into the sewer, seeing Ghostbur was doing his daily morning to find his little blue. He hid (Y/N) in a barrel he knew Ghostbur checked before rushing out.

         He waited by the door as he heard a cry of laughter, smiling lightly before leaving, his work done.

         “There you are little blue! It’s breakfast time, not time to play hide and seek!” Ghostbur laughed, hugging the little girl tightly, not really understanding why he had before he gasped hearing her stomach rumble. “You’re starving! Let’s have a big breakfast!”

         She giggled, agreeing with him as she snuggled into him.

         “Your hoodie is getting dirty, we’ll wash that before we go visit Phil and Tommy, ok?”

         “Ok, daddy. I love you.”

         “I love you too my little blue. I love you so much.” He muttered without thinking, nuzzling the top of her hoodie.

#mcyt x reader #mcyt imagine #mcyt fanfiction #ghostbur x reader #tommyinnit x reader #dreamsmp x reader

[otomehonyaku]

DIABOLIK LOVERS CHAOS LINEAGE | RUKI 10 (ENGLISH)

♥ MASTERPOST (CLICK FOR OTHER CHAPTERS) ♥

Things are getting very interesting in this chapter  ( ͡°⁄ ⁄ ͜⁄ ⁄ʖ⁄ ⁄ ͡°) Sorry for being absent for so long. I saw your messages, and I know I keep making promises to continue translating but then life gets in the way... Anyway, please enjoy this one! お待たせ致しました…

In terms of the gameplay: The black choices lead up to a bad ending, the white choices lead up to a good ending.

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-LOCATION: FOREST-

Yuma: Where are you taking Eve? And you’re alone? How careless of you.

Ruki: Yuma...

Yui: (To think they’d meet in a place like this...!) (Even though he hasn’t mentally prepared himself yet, and we still don’t know the way to help everyone regain their memories!)

Yuma: Perfect timing, because I got permission from Reiji to make a move on the Orange House. Speaking of which—draw your sword, Ruki.

Yui: Ah, Ruki... you can’t fight him.

Ruki: I know, but he’s not the type to take my word for it if I tell him that. I have no other choice than to fight him, do I?

Yui: That’s...!

Azusa: Eve! Ruki...!

Yui: Azusa!

Azusa: I thought I heard someone coming, so I hurried back here, but... Yuma...

Yuma: Ah? Another lil’ chickenshit? Anyway, why is one of the Violet guys cozying up to Ruki? Ah, well, never mind the details. It doesn’t matter to me if I have to take you two on at the same time.

Ruki: No, the only one you’ll be fighting is me. Azusa, take Yui away from here.

Azusa: O-okay...!

Yui: Ruki!

Ruki: Don’t worry. I won’t mess this up.

Yui: (They’re pointing their swords towards each other... I heard from Ruki that they’re Japanese blades made of silver.) (They’re vampires, so they might die if their hearts are pierced—)

Yuma: So I’ll finally be able get my hands on you. I’ve been waiting for this time, y’know.

Ruki: You seem awfully pleased about it.

Yuma: Yeah, I don’t really know what it is, but I’ve been dying to start some shit with you!

*swords clashing*

Ruki: Gh... Is that all you’ve got? Still a bit rough around the edges, you know.

Yuma: Shut the fuck up, don’t go running your mouth like— —H... huh...?

Ruki: What’s that?

Yuma: No... it’s nothing. I just got a bit dizzy for a sec.

Yui: Huh... (That just now... did he get dizzy? This happened to Ruki several times too before he his memories came back...) (Could Yuma have possibly... regained a fragment of his own memories!?)

Azusa: Eve, what’s wrong...?

Yui: Maybe, if Yuma’s memories are still somewhere deep within him, and we try to fluster him...

Azusa: His memories...?

*swords clashing*

Yuma: Don’t just stand there taking hits, have at me!

Ruki: I have no interest in playing along with your cheap act.

Yuma: What? Quit the sweet talking!

*swords clashing*

Yui: (I’m sure Yuma won’t give in easily. If it goes on like this, someone is going to get hurt...) (The only way to stop him is to make him take back his memories.) (I’m sure we can awaken him somehow. But, is that...!?)

Ruki: Strength alone doesn’t make you competent!

*swords clashing*

Yuma: Ugh! Striking me in such a strange spot...! Seeing that filthy aristocratic sword technique of yours makes me want to barf. I’m really starting to want to chop your head off right now.

Ruki: ...Aristocratic? Right... Because you and Kou always hated them with a passion...

Yuma: The fuck? What are you talking about?

Ruki: What you said just now convinced me. Somewhere deep in your unconscious, your memories are still there. Why do you hate aristocrats so much? It’s because your life in the slums and orphanages made you hate them, isn’t it?

Yuma: Huh...? What are you saying...

Yui: (Yuma stopped. He’s bewildered by Ruki’s words...) (Please, remember!)

Yuma: The slums... where? But I was definitely... raised... Fuck, I can’t remember!

Ruki: So this still wasn’t enough...

Yui: That’s...! (When Ruki was going through the same thing, he didn’t believe me either, no matter how many times I’d bring it up to him. Are words really not enough?) (Then, what else could we do...)

Ruki: I suppose a more violent wake-up call might be necessary... Yui, how did you suffer before my memories came back?

Yui: Huh...?

Ruki: You... no matter how often I tried to tear into you with my fangs, you would still nestle close to me and stay by my side. You didn’t give up, and made me come to my senses... by risking your life.

Yui: You don’t mean...

Ruki: Yuma, come at me with all you’ve got. I won’t resist.

Yui: (It can’t be... why!? He’s going to such lengths to shock Yuma and make him remember!?) (This is bad!)

Yuma: What? Are you making fun of me? Mocking me like that... I ain’t liking that bullshit composed face of yours!

*draws sword*

Ruki: [exhales]

Yui: Ruki! (He really won’t move!? No... this is bad—!!)

???: Stop!

*swords clashing*

Yuma: Agh!? You motherfucker!?

Yui: K...Kou!?

Ruki: Kou...

Yui: (Why...? Why is he defending Ruki...)

Kou: Can you... really bear it if I let you kill him?

Yuma: You Violet motherfucker again? Why are you following Ruki? You a traitor?

Kou: No! It’s nothing like that! But... I don’t why we’re doing all this either!

Yuma: What?

Kou: However... I have something I’d like to confirm, and I just so happened to stumble across all of you when I chased after Ruki... Your sword, coming down on Ruki... ugh... I just thought that... Ruki was in danger...

Ruki: Kou? Did you just...

Yui: (His memories are coming back!)

Yuma: Why are you cowering like that? Tch... It’s troublesome as hell, but then I’ll just have to start with you!

Yui: N-No!

Ruki: Stop! Yuma!

Yuma: Wha...!

Kou: [gasps]

Yui: (He stopped moving...?)

Ruki: Don’t point your sword at him! If you foolishly bring down your sword on him, you’ll end his life!

Yuma: W-what? As if I don’t know that!

Kou: Well... as if I’d let him do that to me easily!

Ruki: Get your damn selves together!

Yuma: Ah...

Ruki: ...Don’t scramble for each other’s heads like that. What on earth did you survive for until you became vampires? I won’t allow you to fight like this while your memories are messed up...!

Yui: Ruki...

Yuma: What on earth are you saying...

Kou: ...Survive...? Before I became a vampire... [gasps]

*Kou falls over*

Yui: Kou!?

*Yui runs over to Kou*

Yui: Are you all right? Hold on!

Kou: [groaning]

Yui: (His memories are coming back. Ruki’s words reached him...)

Ruki: Kou...

Kou: [exhales]

Yui: Did he faint...? We have to let him rest somewhere!

Ruki: Yeah.

Yuma: W-what the fuck is happening? Ugh...again, my head is... Fuck...

*Yuma starts running off*

Azusa: Ah... Yuma!

Yuma: I’ll withdraw for now. However... Next time, come at me with all your strength. You’ll eat shit if you go easy on me...

*Yuma leaves*

Yui: Yuma...

Ruki: Let’s not chase him. We have to carry Kou first. Azusa, did you find a place for him to rest?

Azusa: Y-yeah... I’ll lead the way.

Ruki: You’re a great help. Let’s go.

-LOCATION: DESERTED CABIN IN THE WOODS-

Kou: [groans]

Yui: (Kou looks like he’s in a lot of pain...) (I’m glad we found this abandoned cabin with a bed so that we could let him sleep...)

Ruki: Is Kou still asleep?

Yui: Yeah... It might be because of the impact on his memory... Ruki, do you think he...

Ruki: I don’t know if he’s already remembered everything. For now, we can only wait until he wakes up.

Yui: ...Okay.

Ruki: Azusa is keeping watch outside the door. You can rest if you’re tired.

Yui: I’m fine. You’re the one who should rest after such an intense fight...

Ruki: I’m alright. I’ll wait until Kou wakes up.

Yui: Ah...

— SELECTION —

    1. ユーマのことを話す　Talk about Yuma (black)

Yui: I was so surprised that Yuma came to attack us... And to think he’d be so serious about it.

Ruki: Isn’t it obvious? Fake memories have been implanted in him as well.

Yui: (You may be saying that, but you look like you’re having such a rough time...)

    2. コウのことを話す　Talk about Kou (white)

Yui: I couldn’t have imagined that Kou would come to help us.  I wonder if your words really reached him, Ruki.

Ruki: I wonder too. However, it was too reckless. If he’d been torn to pieces, we wouldn’t have been able to get him back. We have to tell him everything once he remembers.

Yui: Yeah, we should. We’ll tell him what’s been going on until now as soon as his memories come back....

— END OF SELECTION DIALOGUE —

Yui: Hey, about earlier, what were you planning to do if Kou hadn’t come to protect you? (Right now, I’m shivering just thinking about it. If Yuma had hit Ruki, then...)

Ruki: I was just going to avoid a fatal wound. I’m a vampire. Our wounds heal faster than human wounds do. Making him regain his memories with the shock of him hurting me would be the easy thing to do.

Yui: Please, though, I don’t want you to go to such unreasonable lengths ever again. Whatever the reason may be, I don’t want you to get hurt, and I don’t want you brothers to be fighting amongst yourselves either.

Ruki: ...Even so, what if I’d still gone through with it if Kou hadn’t come?

Yui: I’d try and make you stop with all my might.

Ruki: I see. But could you really?

*Ruki grabs Yui*

Yui: ...Ah! (He’s grabbed me by the arm, and I can’t shake him off! He really is so incredibly strong...!)

Ruki: With the power of those tiny arms? It would be impossible to stop me, wouldn’t it? If you think you’d be able to do anything when I’ve got you like this, then show me.

Yui: W-well...

Ruki: If you can’t, then you’d be better off staying right where you are. It wouldn’t be unlike you to jump into the middle of a fight. Don’t act so irresponsibly.

Yui: (I know Ruki is saying this because he’s worried about me, but...) I’m just worried because you’re so concerned about me. What would I do if you got hurt, or worse...

Ruki: So? You haven’t answered my question. Can you do anything in a situation like this?

Yui: ...Well, I can.

*Yui hugs Ruki*

Ruki: ...! Why are you hugging me?

Yui: Now we’re even, right? I won’t let go of you either. Next time you try to do something unreasonable, I’ll stop you with everything I’ve got.

Ruki: ...Well, I don’t know which one of us is more unreasonable now. However, you did answer correctly. About trying to make me change my mind, that is.

Yui: (Ah... he’s hugging me back.)

Ruki: Fine, fine. You win. I promise I won’t do anything reckless. But the same goes for you. Don’t act recklessly... I mean it.

Yui: Okay... I promise.

*rustling sounds*

Kou: Ah...

Yui: Ah, Kou?

Ruki: Have you come to?

Yui: (Does he remember? Or is he still functioning on fake memories?) (Please, make him remember...!)

Kou: [yawns] Morning, Ruki, M-Nekochan... did you make breakfast already?

Yui: Oh...

Ruki: ...!

Kou: Huh? Come to think of it, where are we? What a worn-out room. It looks like the set of a drama.

Yui: (He remembers...)

Ruki: ...It’s bad manners to eat breakfast the second you wake up. Go and wash your face first, Kou.

Kou: Alright, I got you, Ruki.

Ruki: ...It seems like he’s gone back to normal.

Yui: Kou... I’m so glad! You came back to us! Your memories returned!

*rustling noises*

Ruki: Then why are hugging me? Oh, well...

Kou: Huh? What? What’s the matter? Did anything happen?

***

MONOLOGUE

Kou, still a bit confused after having just woken up, stood there and looked puzzled while we were overcome with joy.

Azusa heard our voices and came inside, and, for a brief moment, we all joined in happiness.

What happened and how Kou managed to get his memories back is a story for another time. Right now, I’m just happy that Kou came back to us.

When I looked next to me, Ruki was visibly relieved, and I saw a small smile pull at the corners of his mouth.

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Hello, dear~ I have this opinion concerning Law's cruelty before Corazon's healing effects, that it hasn't completly dissapeared and despite of being a doctor now, he's ready to take lives when necessary so my request would be about Law basically snapping and regressing to the same, vicious mentality he held as a young boy upon seeing his s/o abused or in danger. Her being brought by Bepo to the ship because she protected the crews and Law's name to which he can only think of revenge.

Hello?? Jesus, I’ll just apologise for the delay and leave the explanations for a separate post. I really like your idea, and I hope I didn’t make it too hardcore for your liking! (I think I went too far I’m sorry). If you want something a little lighter don’t hesitate to tell me!!

I hope it was worth the wait anyway!! 

Word count: 1945.

Warnings: (very) explicit torture and much gore. For real guys, if this makes your stomach churn do NOT read. Borderline yandere (yandere af I’m so sorry)

Trafalgar Law

Probably a week until she wakes up. Hopefully less. He didn’t want to think of any further outcome.

The steady beeping of her life support was the only thing that appeared alive in the dark room. Not [Name], her eyes closed behind beaten lids; scratches and bruises marred her face as they did several inches of her whole body. There were deep wounds that he had managed to sew shut, a couple of broken teeth that he could try fixing once her condition changed positively, and…

She had wanted matching tattoos. Of course. She loved the Heart Pirates, and she loved him, so getting their Jolly Roger tattooed was to be expected. He had done it himself, with his very basic knowledge on the art of skin-inking, but she had been satisfied. Overjoyed even. She always made sure to sport shorts so everyone could see the symbol of her pride. That day too. He wishes she had just chosen a fucking pair of leggings instead.

Despite being remarkably new to the office of piracy, Law and his gang had already made quite the name for themselves. It was no wonder the new island would recognize them, and despise them. Nothing new, and he had grown used to it by now. But [Name], one of his closest subordinates and the first person that had made her way into his heart – since Cora –, wasn’t having none of it. Not when her captain almost got a cold mug of beer smashed onto his head.

Perhaps she shouldn’t have spoken up. If she had stayed quiet instead of trying to chop those miserable fingers off, she could have gotten away without being noticed. Or she would if she didn’t have the smiley face plastered on the outer expanse of her thigh.

Perhaps he should have predicted this. He should have kept a closer eye on her after noticing the dirty glances of the man’s gang, directed at her, not him. “We’re leaving tomorrow morning, we’ll forget this event and be on our way,” he had told her and himself, while walking back to the Polar Tang.

That night, every single member was out in the look for missing [Name]. That was probably the first time Law overdid it with his Devil Fruit, looking every nook and cranny with a nail-biting anxiety scrapping his insides, until the large form of Bepo appeared in the horizon, running closer and closer to him, and the clearer he heard his voice calling out for him, the more dread coursed through the young doctor.

The white fur of his companion was tainted with blood and dirt. Law felt like collapsing to the floor, but from the very second he noticed that there was still a pulse, that there was air reaching her lungs, although laboriously, everything went on like a blur. From the bloody town, to the docks, to the deck of his submarine, to his operating room and, finally, to the medical wing. Only after she had been patched up to the best of his ability, did he breathe again.

He had collapsed on top of the nearest chair to her bed, inked fingers intertwining before he placed his chin on top of the bridge of digits, deep in thought. That was hours ago, during which he hoped with what little faith he had left in his scarred heart that she would open her eyes and greet him. But that was wishful thinking. So his mind ran over other topics to distract himself from the gruesome state in which [Name] had been retrieved, from the intoxicating scent of disinfectant and blood. His head spun back to the same image however: the one of her once beautiful leg, the one that proudly sported the proof of where she belonged, bloodied; her skin had been torn and scratched off to the point of fully erasing the ink through the most brutal of ways-

Had she screamed? Had she cried? Had she begged for him to appear? She surely had, and his mind replayed his invented version of the scene. The blood, the screams, fuck, even the laugher and mocks from the tormentors.

Law sighed. He stood up as quietly as possible, the only sound the clicking of his heeled boots against the metal floor as he walked away, and the beeping that reassured him that she was still alive. That what he was about to do would be for someone he would learn to protect, from now on.

~

The island was a small one. From what Bepo had told him before he left, about where he had found [Name], it was only trial and error. The once quiet neighborhood was quickly filled with the sound of screams that served as fanfare to the doings of the doctor. He trespassed houses and interrogated with a voice too cold for someone who had almost lost someone important for him… once again. His destructive methods soon got him to a worn out building that echoed with laugher and music. Law looked up and stared impassively at the one lit up window in the whole house.

He felt the corners of his lips stir up lazily into a satisfied smirk. His left hand raised up while his left one held onto his Nodachi tighter. Voice laced with sick excitement and hatred, he purred:

“Room…”

~

The lights faded away and everyone in the room startled into a guarding position the best they could with grand quantities of alcohol in their system. Law could smell the booze, the sweat, but also the fear. He discarded the sheath of his long sword somewhere forgotten, and the heavy thud against the carpet seemed to awaken the preys, to fully confirm that their predator had arrived.

“W-Who’s there?!” Someone yelled, but received no answer. He growled, suddenly spitting orders in the dark, causing noise all around Law. The fools. Guiding himself by the aimless cries, he swung his sword in several directions, slicing blindly, but efficiently. The results were immediate: a series of thuds and screams, and the light came back almost blindingly. Limbs and some half-cut heads floated around inside the now visible film of blue, the rest of their bodies resting limply on the floor. A couple of screams, and Law looked around, admiring the eeriness of being surrounded by so many disembodied parts. Without uttering a word, his arms began to move and, with them, the mess of body parts around him.

The screams and begging soon bored him. No matter how entertaining it was to see these fuckers crying and begging and even throwing up from the wild ride of either their heads or their stomachs; it wasn’t enough.

Suddenly, everything halted with the single word. Shambles.

Law was meticulous in placing everyone back in place, except for their legs and arms. Oh, no. He was far from done with them, they just weren’t going to run away. His wide gaze looked around, and he found that it was around ten people with him in the room. He stacked the feet and hands in one corner while throwing the rest of their bodies to the opposite one.

“Is anyone of you, miserable bastards, a doctor?”

No one spoke, but Law looked back at the mountain of limbs and noticed the one that twitched slightly. He guessed someone had tried to lift his hand. He huffed, strolled over, and took a hold of the arm. He weighted it, regarded it with psychotic admiration, and grinned wildly.

“Where are your medical supplies?” When no one answered immediately, Law scoffed and held the index finger between his ones, effortlessly breaking it. The cry that came from it helped him put a face to the arm in his hands. “You have 9 more chances… Well, more like 19. I can see your legs shaking from here, so don’t think I would forget about your toes.” The man whimpered, and Law clicked his tongue, breaking his middle finger. “Come on, cheer up,” his gaze turned somber, a cold glint contrasting with the smile that stretched his lips almost uncomfortably. “I gave you more chances to spare your life.”

“T-The third and fourth drawer in that table and the cabinet to your left, I swear that’s all I got!”

With a hum of approval, Law went to retrieve the supplies, absolutely confident that no one would try anything stupid; not that they could…

After several excruciating minutes while the young surgeon what the small boxes had to offer, he took a couple of the utensils in his hands. Among them, a shiny scalpel whose gleam in the dim light made everyone’s blood run cold.

“Alright,” started Law, and the torsos, arms and legs alike flinched. “I want you guys to be good and tell me who did all of that shit to my subordinate. For starters, her leg. Her tattoo.”

No one spoke, and he didn’t really expect them to. He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and walked towards the limbs. After looking for not too long, he took one leg and threw it on the carpet, close to the sheath of his sword.

“I wonder whose leg this is.” Harshly, he tugged the man’s shoe off, exposing stinky feet and stubby toes. Maneuvering the small knife between his fingers, Law reached for a discarded bottle of booze before returning to the foot with ill intent in his wide eyes and a quiet chuckle.

“WAIT, DON’T TOUCH ME WITH THAT- ARGHHHHH!”

Thick droplets of blood streamed to the floor from the thick, red string it left in its wake. The screaming increased, without signs of stopping, as Law cut through his big toe slowly, proving its sharpness as it broke through the harsh tendon and reached the surface of the bone.

“I’ll only repeat myself once more. And the 19-chances rule will apply to every last one of you until I have my answers.” Knocking a little on the exposed bone, a sudden crack was heard, and the toe fell to the floor with the uncontrollable wailing in the background. “Who. Touched. [Name]?”

It didn’t take another toe to get the information he wanted. He found out about the leader, about the man who scarred his precious companion, physically and mentally, forever. Kikoku was soon back in his dominant hand, and just a few seconds later everyone lay on the floor, surrounded by bloody puddles that streamed together. Only the betrayed man, and his doctor, remained alive, and utterly terrified. 

Law smirked, shaking his sword with ease, startling the men and splashing blood onto their horrified faces. He kicked a pair of legs that matched with the waistband of the leader as they shook and trembled.

“Tell me, Doc-ya.” His boots would be awfully loud in his ears if the excitement didn’t make his blood rush in his pierced ears. “What do you think of… when I do this…?!” The blade of his trusted sword swiftly cut through the limbs, severing each one of them into two pieces. The piercing scream from the man he despised was absolutely blood-curling. He urged on: “Tell me.”

“I-I… I think of death by bleeding out… wound infection… g-gangrene, if the bleeding is stopped, but not treated properly. Slow and p-painful cause of de-”

“My thoughts exactly.” He mumbled as he stuck his sword out of the doctor’s chest. Rolling his shoulders, Law turned to the only man left alive, yet only half so, both literally and metaphorically. “I believe you deserve that kind of slow death, wouldn’t you agree?”

He would make sure that the man brought the regret of having touched [Name] to his next life.

#Trafalgar Law #Female Pronouns #Angst #Gore #Scenario #One Piece #Anonymous

[sanchoyo]

sksksk coffee shop au + roommate au for shigaraki and spinner bc i know u lov them

WHY WAS REPLACING THEIR HATRED FOR HEROES TO A HATRED FOR CUSTOMERS SO EASY. ilu thank you I do lov them

                                                  _________________

     Shuichi was so goddamn tired of his backwater town, full of small-minded people, so when he realized he’d finally saved enough to move to the city, the relief was so overwhelming he started crying.

The City! Full of opportunities, and no one- or at least, not as many people, would look twice at him! He’d saved enough for two months of rent, plus utilities and food! 

…For the small town rates. In his excitement, he might have forgotten how much pricier The City was; shattered were his dreams of lofty penthouses. But..he could look for roommates! The idea made him nervous, but this was The City! He could reinvent himself as someone who liked to be social! 

…And his money was running lower every day he squatted at the shitty motel, and every day his mom called, and he still didn’t have an answer to soothe her endless worries. He wasn’t going back home, he was too damn stubborn.

But by the weeks end, his hope had nearly gone out. As he got more desperate, shitty places started looking better- he could ignore a little mold! A terrible draft, leaking roof and no heat? Well, better than rats! 

There was a wanted ad on craigslist (yes, shady drug deal craigslist- he’d gotten some cheap, cool stuff (like swords!) in the past though, so don’t knock it!) for a roommate. The listing showed a nice apartment- it was no penthouse, but..it didn’t have mold, or visible cracks in the wall. It was short and to the point:

-Roommate wanted. No heroes, No cops. 20000 Yen / mo. Utilities included. Reply to set up interview.

…And why was it so cheap? The no cops and no heroes part threw him off for only a second; but he wasn’t exactly a fan of either, so no big deal. He replied, asking for the interview, and only got an address and date back, for tomorrow. Thank god. This was it! He was going to get a roommate, and get started in The City, and not get any organs harvested, probably! 

                                                       ——————-

He had the jitters; the potential roommate, (potential organ harvester), wanted to meet at an ungodly hour, so he decided to fill his day with caffeine. Because more jitters was what he needed, and it was cold out so it was totally justified, and looked like a more adult choice than an energy drink, even if that’s what he was craving. He needed something huge, with too much sugary shit on it.

“Uh..large..mocha..?”

The menu was practically hieroglyphic to him.

“A venti?” The man behind the counter asked. Shuichi floundered. He’d never been in a real coffee shop like this; he was a total fast food junkie, his old town only having a single McDonalds.

“Uh, is that the big one?”

The man was enjoying this. Where other people might have been helpful, he was just grinning, leaning on the counter. Shuichi was even more flustered when he got a good look, because powder blue hair tied up into a ponytail framed sharp red eyes: this wasn’t an average barista, this was a Hot Barista. And his gaze wasn’t letting up, not even a little.

“Yeah, it’s the big one. This is your first time ordering here, isn’t it?”

“You don’t have to be rude about it.” He fumbled. “Yeah, a venti.”

“Wasn’t trying to be rude. Actually, how about this. I throw in a few espresso shots for free.”

“Really?! Sure!” He had no idea what that meant, but the man’s sweet smile convinced him.

“Okay, what’s the name for that?” 

“Sh..Spinner!” It was a snap decision; Being in The City, he needed to totally reinvent himself! Shuichi Iguichi was a socially anxious mess, depressed from a small town’s small ideas; Spinner was a cool, brave, outgoing guy who wasn’t afraid to try new things in his coffee or talk to new people!

It only took a minute; at this hour, not a lot of people were waiting around.

                                                        ______

He was shaking so bad when he got to the apartment and couldn’t actually feel his sky-rocking heart anymore.

“Fuckin’ asshole poisoned me, stupid city-” His teeth were chattering, and he pulled his thin jacket around himself tighter. He’d downed the massive cup of coffee in one go because it tasted good! But something was definitely wrong, his heart had never raced this fast in his whole life. Even after several energy drinks on a serious gaming night! 

The place looked normal, maybe a sketchy neighborhood, but nothing too bad.

A single knock on the door was all it took before it nearly flung off it’s hinges.

“Omigosh hiii! You must be the new roommate!” A blonde girl was grinning up at him with fangs bared. “What’s your name? I’m Toga!”

“Uh- I haven’t- I’m not really a roommate yet, I just g-”

“Toga, give the guy some space! I’m Jin, don’t even think about coming in my room or I’ll kill you! Haha, but actually come in whenever you want, don’t listen to me!”

“Uh-” 

“Honestly, you’re both crowding him. Give the boy some space.” A..magician..? Said. Yes. A Magician. Right.

The City was wild. More people kept popping out of rooms…

“Hey.” A man sitting on the couch waved. “Dabi.”

A woman beside him waved a hand too, grinning behind stylish glasses. “Magne, but everybody calls me big sis, so don’t be formal~”

“Uh. Sh..Spinner. Am I at the right place?”

“Rents cheap ‘cause we all live here! Pretty cushy, right?” Toga spun her arms, as if to show him the living room. It..was nice enough, but for this many people? “Not that all of us hafta pay, but it’s good for people in need! Tomura’s so nice like that-”

“Kurogiri does the renting out for the landlord because he’s usually busy.” The magician informed him. “But he’s out this evening running errands, so you’ll have to talk to Tomura.”

“S-Sure. Where-”

“Over at the end of the hall.” Magne informed him. Everyone had gone oddly quiet, a stark contrast to the chaos earlier.

“Good luck, Spinner!” Jin saluted. “We won’t forget you!”

“He isn’t dead yet.” Dabi deadpanned. He wanted to think they were joking; but could he be sure? 

He knocked on the door labeled ‘KEEP OUT’, and slowly twisted the knob. The room was pitch black except a game pause screen from a computer, illuminating crushed soda cans and powder blue hair.

No fucking way.

“You’re the coffee guy!”

“How are you still standing?” Gone was the clean uniform with too many buttons and the messy cute ponytail; the guy was in black pajamas and looked like he’d slammed hard drugs or something; his eyebags looked pretty serious in this lighting. 

“Do you get off on trying to give customers heart attacks?! Seriously-”

“I gave you a free product, why are you complaining?”

“Dude!” 

The guy, Tomura? Had enough decency to look a little embarrassed.

“…I thought you were a newbie hero or something.”

“What?! So you spiked my coffee?” He remembered the ‘no hero’ bit from the ad; this guy clearly wasn’t a fan. But… “Why would you think that?”

“…” He idly scratched his neck, and his eyes drifted to Shuichi’s well-defined arms. “I dunno.”

“…Sure. So you work at a cafe during the day and rent out apartments by night. I, uh..wanted to ask about that- the apartment!”

“Yeah, so this is it. The landlord is a regional manager for all the AFOffee’s Coffees around here; pretty much everyone here works at one- Toga doesn’t because she’s still in school, Mr. C adopted her so they live here…you can live here if you have a criminal record or whatever, bad credit, the landlord isn’t strict, but he’s got two rules.”

“Uh-no heroes or cops, right?”

“That’s one of them. The other is that if you’re able to work, you have to work at one of his shops. He’s gotta pretty fierce competition with All Might’s Express Marts. The pay’s good.”

A place to live and a job? He’d never heard of such a law- was it even legal to force your tenants to work for you? He didn’t know enough about the laws to know, and the place was shady, so were the people; but..but he’d come this far! He’d already decided he could handle shady! If he had to throw away his morals to make it here, so be it! He’d work for them!

“O-Okay! Yeah, let’s do it!”

“Okay, ‘Spinner’. I’m Tomura. Shigaraki.” He shuffled some papers around; they were crumpled up under the cans of soda, something spilt and stained on them. “Just fill it out. Also, if you quit the job before you move out, the manager will kill you.”

He laughed, and Spinner hoped he was joking.

But he kinda doubted it.

                                                              ——–

So the first day was rough- by the end of the week he was ready to give up and die. He’d entered a pseudo-coffee-cult living situation. When Tomura had said the ‘manager’, he’d meant himself. His landlord- (who, apparently adopted him? Toga and Jin told him in late-night gossip-y talks that it was ‘complicated’ and that Kurogiri, who lived in the apartment above theirs basically raised Tomura for the landlord. The man seemed like the only one who ever brought food over that wasn’t junk.) Anyway, the landlord? Was also the district manager of all the AFOffee’s- and the founder, so kinda also the CEO- and Shigaraki was in line to inherit the whole business, so he got an easy ride into managerial status at a young age. 

And he for sure did get off on fucking up orders, putting way too much sugar or caffeine in them and watching people try the vile concoctions. He was a sadist for sure. Maybe even the devil. Spinner had watched him down a cup that was half espresso shots and half ‘LOV energy drink XTREME ENERGY’ topped with whipped cream without flinching.

Also, that might have been the moment Spinner decided he felt strongly towards him; which way was debatable,it was always rapidly oscillating between a serious crush and seriously wanting to crush him. Because he got the absolute ass jobs, like scrubbing toilets and cleaning stuff around the bar instead of doing anything important or cool!

…As cool as you could get in a cafe, like, doing those cool patterns in coffee cream! 

So he’d hit his limit, and stormed up to Shigaraki, crossing his arms and trying to look stern.

“Oi, Shigaraki! Why do you keep giving me the worst jobs?”

Red eyes blinked slowly at him, like Shuichi was stupid. Which made him more mad. 

“Seriously! I want to be up here making the stuff!”

“…Sure, if you feel so strongly about it, I’ll train you up here.” He was surprised by how easily that was resolved, and almost felt bad for being so snappy.

“Uh. Okay! Thanks!”

“Yeah. So let’s start with sizes, since I know you don’t know them.” 

It dawned on him, sometime later, that Shigaraki had been giving him the easy jobs, one hundred percent, absolutely. Customer service was a huge bitch, customers were all evil, and he was seriously considering doing some very mean, villainous things to them. He was only human! It wasn’t his fault if he wasn’t going as fast as they wanted, or if he messed up sometimes! 

(Also, the coffee machine itself was distracting. It had googly eyes, and Tomura called it ‘Noumu’ affectionately. And he was totally distracted and spilling shit all the time because of that, not because of how cute his boss slash housemate was- yeah.)

                                                     __________

“I hate people,” He seethed. Shigaraki nodded. They were in the break room, about to open. “How do you even deal with that?”

“I hate them too. I deal with it because I’m the manager.” It was a shockingly mature answer. “Also, I get to tell them ‘no’ and tell them how stupid they are without being fired.”

Ah.

“But if they give you too much of a hard time, let me know.”

“Sure,” He said, noncommittally, because he didn’t really feel too comfortable relying on his boss too much; even if they lived together and kinda had gaming nights and stuff, it was like Shigaraki had a ‘day’ and ‘night’ mode; by night he was the kinda creepy, but fun gaming buddy roommate among several in their weird, kind of sweet clique, but during the day he put on a brave face and marched into the warzone that was fronting as a quaint coffee shop on the corner. It was admirable; Spinner really liked that about the guy. 

No matter what, he never bullshitted either. Which was why Spinner was so conflicted about telling him how he’d been feeling, because while Shigaraki seemed to carefully consider how all of them felt, what if he was so honest that he’d laugh in his face? He could barely imagine it, but what if? The thought killed him, so he pushed it back.

                                                              ——-

Opening the door was like opening the gates of hell; a businessman marched up to the counter, toting a Very Important Business Briefcase, and sunglasses indoors- but of course still made time to glare at Spinner with a tilt of his head.

“Two tall, iced, sugar-free, vanilla latte with half whole and half soy milk. And one non-fat frappuccino, tall, with two pumps vanilla.”

It was Friday, opening hour, and there was already a line, and this jerkoff wanted some really extra shit. 

“Sure, can I get a name?” He got the name, and even made the drinks perfectly in record time! Not only were they perfect, but they were pretty as hell, and his handwriting had gotten a lot less shaky since starting this job.

He’d been so pleased when handing the drinks over that he had held them a little too tightly and one of his claws slipped into the plastic, making it go everywhere on the counter.

“Oh- I’m so sorry!” He gasped, pulling it back. Luckily, it hadn’t gotten on the guy, and it was iced, not hot, so- “I’ll make you another-”

“This is unbelievable. I’m going to be late to a meeting with the CEO- do you have any idea who I am? I’m about to be a business partner with this company you work for- I can get you fired over this.”

“What? I can make you another-” He gritted his teeth. “There’s no need to-”

“I want to speak to the manager, now,” The man had the audacity to snap his gloved fingers. Spinner was reaching his breaking point. 

Then, deathly calm, Tomura cleared his throat from behind Spinner.

“I’m the manager.”

The man looked far too smug, and Tomura looked composed, but there was something wild in his eyes. Spinner took a step back unconsciously to get distance from the shitshow that was about to go down.

“Your employee spilled my drink everywhere. I think I should get something for that, and I think you should discipline him for that. If my subordinates messed up that badly, there’d be worse than a firing.”

“Is that so? What would you have me give you?”

“Upgrade my drink for free- no, the whole order free, make it a grande. That seems fair for my time.”

“A grande is smaller than a venti, dipshit.” He actually reached across the counter and ripped the man forward by his tie, halfway across the counter. Other customers yelped and flinched back, but Spinner just stared, wide-eyed in awe. “You have some nerve, coming in here asking my employee if he knows who you are when you don’t know who I am. He’s worth a hundred of you, and I’m going to call right now and make sure that you don’t only never get that business deal, but that you never step foot in an AFOffee again.”

“You can’t do that- I’m- I’m in the yakuza, I’ll-”

Tomrua slammed his head on the table so hard he made the man black out.

“Dude,” Spinner whispered. “That was so badass. Where-”

“The landlord used to be into crime, but decided to open up chain restaurants instead. Turns out ruling through capitalism is easier than villainy, but I picked up some tricks in the transition.”

“Uh,” Spinner’s mouth felt like cotton. That..explained a lot, actually. “Cool.”

“Yeah, we’re going to have to close for the day and clean this up; we can’t have anyone putting this on social media. Maybe I was too hasty?” He scratched his neck. “When I saw him berating you like that I got angry.”

So Spinner was certain those strong feelings were admiration, and kinda love? Because he’d never had someone fuck a guy up like that for him, and something about that was so…

So violently sweet.

                                                —————–

“How do you do it?” He found himself asking while they were sweeping up; Kurogiri had stopped by and portalled the concussed yakuza away a while ago, and only the two of them were left in the shop. “Don’t you get fed up with that all the time?”

“Of course I do. I feel like I have so much pressure on me all the time, being next in line for this. I want to crush everything; I want to make those damn customers feel the despair they try to put on us.”

“I do too!” spinner gripped his broom tighter. “I want to see you destroy them all! So-!”

“Spinner.” Tomura interrupted him. “Kurogiri wants to reno one of the rooms into an activity room since there’s so many of us now.”

“What?” His heart practically stopped beating. He had been in the middle of a confession here!

“So..move into my room.” 

“…There’s one bed.”

“And?” Tomura shrugged. “Kurogiri and Compress sleep together. I think Dabi and Magne-”

“I- What the hell. Of course I want to sleep with you, you don’t need to ask in such a roundabout way!” As soon as the words were out of his mouth he could feel his cheeks burning. “There’s so much I like about you, but you’re the most frustrating guy ever! Seriously, you-”

“Jeez, I wasn’t being roundabout, stop yelling-” Tomura had gotten up in his face, but instead of squabbling more, he brushed his lips against Spinner’s briefly, effectively shutting down all of his major brain functions. “-Oh, and relationships with employees is against the rules, so you’re fired.”

“What?!”

                                                    ————-

“Those two seem cozy.” Magne commented.

“Please, we’re all a little cozy with each other. How long have we been living together?” Jin waved a hand. “They’re basically married!”

“I heard Tomura fired Spinner! Like, fired him!” Toga pouted. “He made up some weird rule that we had to work for him or something to spend time with him at work ‘cause he thought he was all pretty, but then cut it short! I don’t get it!”

“Ah, isn’t it obvious? It’s young love,” Compress sipped his tea. “They were making eyes since Spinner came in here, and then they were coworkers, and now…”

“And they were roommates.” Dabi said, smirking.

“Oh my god!” Toga shrieked with laughter. “They were roommates!”  

#I had to add the Roomates Vine Im So Sorry #also. Noumu Coffee Machine. #bnhafic #spinnaraki #spinaraki #which is the tag ppl use idk jsdkfh #spinner is a precious baby and also the most relateable lov member 4 me so writing him was interesting!! ilu for asking for Them shfkcnjk #sanchoyowrites #sanchoyoanswersasks #fuschiaghosts #spinner canonly buys swords from craigslist thats a canon fact you can all deal with

[voiceofreader]

Could it be for NSFW a-z with Keith please?

Hiya~! Absolutely. Keith is my boi and I love him and I had to get this done before going to sleep cause I just love him so much. It’s currently 2 am, I’m tired af, but I could make this wait. Thanks for the request! ❤❤

Keith (Kogane)  A-Z (Smut)

I’m writing pre 7th season. Castle of Lion fans, where you at?

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after): -Keith is a nice boy. He holds you against him, talking about the future, his concerns, his love for you, anything in general. He just wants you next to him.

B = Body part (They’re favorite body part as well as their partners): -Keith likes his arms. He’s a strong one. He can throw knives and swing swords around like it’s nothing. He knows his talent and strength. He knows.-Keith loves your hips. Those things drive him crazy.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum):  -Keith cums a lot. I think it’s a Galra thing. Just a fuck load of semen all the time. -And while he likes cumming on your hip line a lot, the Galra in him needs to breed and so he comes inside quite often.

D = Dirty secret  (Dirty Secret of theirs): Your scent drives him wild. He hordes a lot of your clothes. A shirt, a hoodie, your underwear. He loves to smell them when he’s away. Your underwear helps him imagine that it’s your hand pleasure him and not in fact his own because he really misses you when he’s off doing BOM stuff.

E = Experience (How experienced are they): Keith is an awkward dude. He is a tsundere. No one show him affection or he will d i e. So of course you were his first.

F =  Favorite position (Basically says it in the title): Kinda really loves hitting it from behind. Pressing his chest up against your back as he fucking goes to town, his body slamming against your ass.

I need jesus. I just fucking thirst for Keith real bad.

G = Goofy (How serious are they? Do they prefer joking?): -He is awkward, so he’s mostly serious during this time. -But if he misses something, slips out of a hole, makes a weird noise, he is scared you’ll judge him and never want to fuck him again, and so when you laugh at his adorable worried face, he doesn’t know how to feel. -So you have to let him know you’re laughing with him not at him, and then he’ll continue on. -Jokes during the sex makes him feel you’re not being serious about it and you’re not in the mood. -But tease him and try to make him laugh. -He’s gonna be so annoyed, but the cute annoyed. Trust me, it’ll be fine.

H = Hair (Does the carpet match the drapes? Are they groomed?):  Keith goes in between untamed and nicely cut. It all depends on if he’s had any real time to groom. Besides, it all depends on your preference, if its long unruly presence bothers you, Keith will try his best to stay up with the upkeep.

I = Intimacy (How they are during the moment): Keith is in absolute awe at how great you look underneath him. -He may take a moment to voice this, or kiss you. Maybe a bite or two. -That’s also how he shows affection.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon): -Keith is a jerk off king. -If you can’t keep up with his drive, his hand will have to do.- Expect every shower of his alone to have a rubbing session.-He does it also to relieve stress.

K = Kink (One of their kinks): -Biting-Scratching-Mark him up-cause he’s already made you his personal canvas. Hickies all over the place. Your neck, collar, chest, hips, back, thighs. He puts his mouth all over you. -Pull his hair too. He lives for that. -Tease him a little bit. Not too much, it’ll drive him crazy and he’ll have to take over.

L = Location (Favorite place): -Mainly any surface he can put you on. But his bed is usually where it all takes place.

M = Motivation (What turns them on): - Thigh highs. Wear them and nothing else.- Or wear something cropped so he can see your curves. - Challenge him in anyway. Talk back, make a bet with him, say the words “Make me” - While watching you in real combat scares the living shit out of him, watching you stand on your own against anyone or the training robots during practice, he’s extremely impressed and in love and he needs you desperately.

N = No (Something they won’t do): - Nothing that makes you uncomfortable.-No sharing. No threesomes, nothing. Nope. -Okay maybe Lance cause Lance got that fine ass

I just really miss Lance a lot.

O = Oral (Giving or receiving): -Keith loves receiving way more than giving. -Not like he’s hesitant in giving, because he loves making you feel good. -But your mouth does wonders to him. He can’t help how he feels. Stop having a mouth that won’t quit and maybe he’ll change his mind.

P = Pace (Are they fast or slow):-Keith is a fast boy.-Unless it’s a special occasion. Like he was gone for like ever, or one of you almost died. Or an anniversary. He’ll go slow and soft for those times. When he’s having sex more or less as extreme cuddling because he just loves you so much and needs you a lot and there’s almost no way to be closer than this.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies): -Loves them.-That’s what a lot of your sex consists of. Since your schedules are so busy, if you guys have like 20 minutes, you’re off fucking. Because when else could it be done?

R = Risk (Will they be down to experiment in risky locations): - Depends on who will catch you.- If Allura, Coran, Pidge, or Shiro catch you, then he’ll try to keep things in the bedroom, but if it’ll be Lance or Hunk, he’ll fuck you right there in the lounge in the middle of the day. He doesn’t care if those two see. I mean, he cares less. He doesn’t have a thing for people watching. Let me be specific.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go): -Keith doesn’t stop unless he has to. So the only reasons he’ll stop is if:- You want to stop- One of you has an unavoidable thing to be at in like 10 minutes- he’s dead

T = Toy (Do they own toys and if they do, will they use them): -He doesn’t have one, and doesn’t want to use one ever with you-But he’s fine if you have your own. Though, he’ll feel bad because he should be the one tending to your needs and if he can’t do that, he fails as a boyfriend/fiance/husband/etc

U = Unfair (How much will they tease): -Keith is a fucking dick. He will take you to the very edge and then stop. On purpose. Multiple times. He knows what he’s doing and he’s prepared for the consequences. It’s worth it considering he has you a fucking quivering mess, almost on the verge of tears, begging for him to let you cum. And he holds that power.

V = Volume (How loud are they if they even are): Keith is a moaning mess. Whines, groans, moans, the whole works. Shut him up, He’s louder than you. Everyone is trying to sleep. Let’s not wake the entire castle with your fucking porn star noises, Keith.

W = Wild card (Headcanon of choice): -Keith and Lotor don’t get along for another reason than the obvious ones.-You are Keith’s and he doesn’t want Lotor near.-Two sexually mature Galras equal trouble-It’s not that Lotor wants you, or is even flirting with you.-It’s just his goddamn presence that sets Keith off. -Galra males are very territorial. Especially over mates.

X = X-Ray (What’s going on down there): -Keith is an 7 inch boy with some good girth.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive): Through the castle of lions’ roof and into another reality streamline.- okay maybe not that much but it’s quite high. - It might be due to his Galran heritage, but it also just because you do things to him.

Z = ZZZ (How quickly do they fall asleep):

Depends on the night. If he’s had a long day, he’ll drop after the last drop of semen leaves his body. If he’s had an all right day, he’ll stay up and cuddle and chat with you. Though, if he’s highly stressed, he’ll stay up the whole night if you don’t try to calm him down in time.

I am a slut for some good Keith content. Keith was the reason I even started watching Voltron. I was in love with him before I even knew what he was from.

#Keith x reader #keith kogane x reader #keith kogane #vld x reader #Voltron legendary defender #abc's #voiceofreader

[that-yandere-life]

Can I get prompts 6, 11, and 15 with Yanderes Steve Rogers and Wade Wilson pretty please? If you can't do both, I understand!

Prompt #6: “You can run away but I will always find you.”

Prompt #11: “You can’t deny me.”

Prompt #15: “Submit yourself wholly and only to me.”

Steve-

Somehow almost year ago you had run away from you captor Steve Rogers, and managed to fall off the grid. Making it to another country for the long term, even renting a small cozy apartment. Working as a waitress in a small hole in the wall diner you kept mostly to yourself. Not wanting to bring too much attention to yourself in case anyone was doing recon for him. One day you heard the bell to the place ring indicating that someone had walked in. “Be with you in just a moment!”You called from the back getting a drink for the one other customer sat at the counter.

Turning around to walk back out you dropped the glass onto the floor, it shattering causing glass and liquid to fly every which way. “Steve…”You gasped as he stood before you a look of pure anger on his face. “W-what are you doing here?”You asked still in shock and disbelief.

“You can run away but I will always find you.”Steve stated firmly backing you up towards the wall, stepping over the mess you had made. Caging you in against it you felt your entire body start to shake at the twisted look on his features. “You think it was easy tracking you down here? You even changed your hair color.”He said reaching up tucking a strand behind your ear. “I have to say it doesn’t suit you as well as your natural color, but I will get used to it.”He mentioned before returning his gaze to your eyes seeing tears in them.

“Please Steve you don’t have to do this, you can just leave and I can go back to living my life.” You muttered barely above a whisper.

“No, no, my dear, I’m afraid that’s not how this is going to work. You can’t deny me.”Steve said leaning in pressing his lips to yours. “Now either you can come with me, or I will make a call and your family will never be heard from again. Don’t make a scene, just submit yourself wholly and only to me. They will be safe, and you will come home where you belong.”He explained, the look in his eye telling you he was being truthful.

“O-okay Steve, don’t do it, I’ll come with you.”You replied with a resigned tone in your voice, the thought of your little siblings being hurt plaguing your mind. “Please leave them out of this.”You begged tears now falling from your eyes, only for him to wipe them away.

“As long as you do what I say, I won’t have a reason to harm them. Step another toe out of line and I won’t be so forgiving. I’ve wasted a lot of time and energy hunting you down, and now you see that there is nothing you can do to prevent me from getting to you.” Steve responded letting you out of the hold he had on you offering his hand not giving a choice in the matter. 

Taking it he started leading you out making it seem like he had come to surprise you when your boss asked what was going on. They gave you the rest of the day off in celebration, even though you didn’t have the heart to tell them you wouldn’t be back ever again. Your life now belonged completely and totally to him, the lives of the ones you loved depended on it.

Wade-

When the lights flickered out in the office building you had been working in you didn’t think anything of it. However when you were being approached by a man in what appeared to be a red suit you started to grow alarmed. Especially when he was unmistakably heading right for you, katana handles sticking out from behind his back. Eyes growing wide you took off down the dark hallway the best you could trying to avoid any furniture or people. Maybe you could lose him in the mass confusion you thought to yourself, at least until you heard the screams of people behind you.

Now you didn’t know if they were being actually harmed, or just pushed out of the way but you were not sticking around to find out. Making your way to the emergency exit stairs you begun descending them as fast as you could. Panting heavily by the time you went down three flights you were about to open the door to the floor you were currently on, only for the man to jump down landing in front of you. Gasping you found yourself trapped, there was nowhere else to go where he couldn’t immediately get you.

“Well, well, well, trying to run from your future husband, that’s not very nice. You can run but I will always find you.” Wade taunted shaking his head. From the blood on his suit you could now tell those screams were not merely from being knocked over. “I had to hurt a lot of people because of your antics. I didn’t want to do it but you forced my hand.”

“I don’t even know who you are! Why are you doing this?!”You cried out hoping that someone would hear and come to your rescue although that was highly unlikely.

“So we can be together silly, it’s obvious we are soulmates! I have a nice place for us to live...well actually it’s a piece of shit but it’s our piece of shit! We can make it better together! I’m so happy we can finally be as the universe intended! Don’t deny me!”Wade explained being playful at first but becoming more firm and serious as he continued.

“You are delusional! I have never even met you before in my entire life!”You stated enraged that he seemed to feel like he had some claim on you. Slapping him across the face you hoped to stun him long enough to get out of his grasp. Instead he didn’t move a muscle besides reaching back to grab one of his swords, whipping it out pressing the blade to your neck.

“Submit yourself wholly and only to me. Or I’m afraid that I will make what happened upstairs look like child’s play in comparison until you do. Trust me, you know me better than you think you do. It’s just been an incredibly long time since we have seen each other face to face.”He said smirking under the mask. “Well or since anyone has seen my face really.”He shrugged to the audience.

“A-alright I’ll come with you.”You said the fear for your own life really outweighing anyone else’s but that wasn’t to say you didn’t care about them too. “Just put the sword away please.” You asked closing your eyes not wanting to look at it anymore.

“See! I knew you would see my side of things! Let’s go home, hold on tight sugar tits!”Wade said wrapping his arms around you tightly busting out of a window on the floor you were attempting to escape to. “You will have plenty of time to adjust don’t worry, Daddypool has got you, and will never let you go.”

[Thank you so much for the request, I hope it was what you were wanting! I did manage to do both but they are a little shorter than they would be if they were just the one!

#yandere marvel #marvel yandere #steve rogers x reader #wade wilson x reader #yandere steve rogers #yandere wade wilson #500 follower blurb #Anonymous

[savrenim]

I gotta say I think my favorite part of Jeremy as a DM is that he takes the stupid half-jokes that I make offscreen and just. turns them into things for me. that also fit perfectly into the plot and the story seamlessly but feel special 

like I was making goddamn jokes about “okay but. but I want a bloodsword. we do blood magic. please. Jeremy. Jeremy what if I could make my blood into a sword. b l o o d s w o r d. I could go to parties and never be unarmed because mY BLOOD IS A SWORD. YOU CAN’T DISARM ME YOU WOULDN’T PART AN OLD ELF FROM HER BLOOD WOULD YOU, SO LONG AS I HAVE BLOOD I HAVE SWORD.” and then, like. because it was only half a joke and I got attached to the aesthetic I actively started planning on how to make one of my own, which was pretty much going to be that there are some shadow weapon spells either on the cleric/oracle or witch lists and I was just going to take one of those as I was leveling up in Caedic magic and request that because it’s blood magic can we please flavor it descriptively as being made of my blood and not of shadows like, just as a cool aesthetic piece, and I’d have my bloodsword. 

and then halfway through Book 4 Galen fucking Torus out of nowhere makes a really fucking rad bloodsword from his own blood and hands it to me and I kill a bunch of enemies of the Empire and feel hella cool and I go “c a n  y o u  t e a c h  m e” with starry eyes the next day and he goes “okay sure” and starts teaching me how to make a bloodsword and there are cool bloodsword mechanics and just. Iria Strell got a bloodsword. after I spent six months joking about it. this is an actual legitimate bloodsword not a cheap knockoff made from a flavored shadow spell, real genuine Caedic blood magic here.

and, like, there are a couple of other obvious things (I spent a while being excited about a Feat tree that I’ve now totally forgotten because I think I was looking for some weird way to add Int to attacks and there was something similar to feinting you used bluff for a round and I’ve forgotten about it because it became irrelevant because Iria has developed mechanical combat spurs that give her a pretty similar option, not a “sooo then in five levels I’ll be able to do this!”) I guess another one was joking for months okay not joking about how much in love I was with Arcadia Dominus and holy shit she liked me back and the “gay murder elf bachelorette” bit actually becoming a part of the campaign, this campaign got literally infinitely more gay because I made a dumb joke and then Jeremy went “okay” and followed up on it, we went from no gay to one of the longest running and at least emotionally important plotlines is “oh no Iria is so gay you utter disaster fire of a lesbian how are you going to mess everything up now because Pretty Girl”

but, like

the one that is hitting me really really strongly now-now is that I have been half-jokingly complaining for months and months that I regret So Much Iria Strell’s background as a minor noble because it limits the fanciness and quantity of dresses that I can get for her and goddamnit I want to put her in all the shiny things all of them and how Painful it is to pass all these cool costumes that I Want To Pull just in fashion posts and stuff but uuurgh I can’t because Iria Strell isn’t the sort of noble who would wear all those and she kind of isn’t allowed and that just goddamnit I need to make a character next game who whatever the context wears Cool Clothes so that I would get to actually do a shit-ton of character design and costume design 

and I am 1000% sure that this didn’t change from the original plans, like, the outlines have been in place for months well before I got obsessed with noble costuming, but the big objective of this book is Iria is investigating a maybe heresy/conspiracy that maybe involves nobles, and to do so, she has to go to a bunch of noble parties, and Galen Torus gave her an unlimited credit card and went “material resources are no worry go ham request whatever you want” and what her wardrobe is actively affects all the interactions she has with people and how well she can gather the information she needs to

which means that OOC I get the chance to design a full and changing wardrobe for Iria Strell to look cool as it is now her job as the secret leader of an investigation to actually do noble business and look pretty sometimes and talk to a bunch of nobles and go to parties but just. I’m limited in interesting ways by what is tasteful, but I have been given the full resources and an active in-character reason to utterly go ham on costuming, which makes me so excited as a person

and it’s just. super tiny details like this that idk make the games feel....more than just special? or maybe it’s that I’m not used to being listened to? like. the game is so good. I’m having so much fun. we have gotten to book 5 and it is once again the coolest fucking thing I could imagine. and so was book 4, and book 3, and book 2, and book 1. it is completely unnecessary to throw in tiny things like the bloodsword in order to make me happy and it is all done so....seamlessly? like. if one of my hunches is correct. the bloodsword and a ritual that Galen Torus performed telling Iria it would make her better at the bloodsword wHICH IT DID BUT THAT WAS NOT THE MAIN POINT OF THE RITUAL, THE MAIN POINT OF THE GODDAMN RITUAL WAS TO CONSECRATE PRIESTS AND PRIESTS HAVE MORE ACCESS TO BLOOD MAGIC SO A SIDE EFFECT IS BETTER THAN A BLOODSWORD BUT A CONSECRATED PRIEST IS A SUPER HIGH RANK AND THIS MAKES HER A CONSECRATED PRIEST AT AGE EIGHTEEN WHICH IS VERY VERY VERY UPSETTING TO HER AND POSSIBLY UNPRECEDENTED EARLY 30S IS CONSIDERED RIDICULOUSLY EARLY TO BE A CONSECRATED PRIEST FOR INCREDIBLY TALENTED AND FAST-CLIMBING CAREER-FOCUED NOBLES NOT A MINOR DISGRACED KIND OF EXILED LESBIAN DUMPSTER FIRE LIKE SHE IS

but consecrated priest thing aside and that being one way or another a major plot point and that coming so seamlessly and so perfectly a surprise from the fact that she asked an Exarch if he’d teach her how to make a bloodsword

again I’m pretty sure “Book 5 is noble politics book” was always going to be a thing so it’s not “oh Jeremy wrote it into the plot that I get to be ridiculous and pick out every single dress and everyday wear and hair and makeup for my character all the time multiple times a session and have that matter” because it was always abstractly going to matter as that matters as a part of being a Caedic noble but just 

here and is everything I wanted and was everything that I was totally joking about for months except no joke I just. get to do it. which I’m just actively so excited about. I guess it just...feels weird to me because I’m... sometimes used to making my own fun? or just, like, making things happen in my own life? there have been way too many “well if you want to survive it’s only you that you can rely on” situations not even in a bad sense of my life is horrible like. I could go on a rant about how I....not don’t trust people as people but don’t trust people to be 100% reliable and so always make a backup plan so that if a person falls through I can still get what I need done to be done and it’s just more pleasant for everyone involved if I don’t pin pressure on people or things? but in a different way I do the same thing for the games that I’m involved in, I will find things to make me have Feelings and will make my own fun and write letters and befriend NPCs and insist on staying in touch and, like...I dunno I guess I’m not used to trusting any world, be it fantasy or real, to give me what I want, if I want a thing I have to carefully plan and invest time and energy to earn and take it and be prepared to fail and just because Jeremy’s my friend and I goddamn narrate everything jokes or not of how I/my characters feel and “okay but here is the 1000th picture of a cool dress that I’m sending you and because Iria Strell doesn’t get to wear cool dresses we’ll say it’s the Gothicus Maximus Spring 2019 collection” and just

I guess I’m really not used to a world that cares about what I want

and, like, is sometimes fucking brutal Iria is dealing with slowly losing her mobility and ability to fight to an injury that was her fault and she is descending into a lot of really fun mental health places that push fun buttons and Marian is spelljammer and is Marian don’t even get me started on Marian’s family suddenly reappearing or just. characters from the thousands upon thousands of words of backstory showing up but just idk it feels like even when things are really brutal to the characters......the world is still kind to me? it’s aware of what I care about and it cares about me?

and I’m just so not used to the world being kind

I don’t need the world to be kind to love it. I love this world even with how fucked up and hard it is, and I love the games that I play and the stories that I get to be a part of without them caring about me at all, I don’t need them to care about me, that’s not why I’m playing

maybe I’m just hella tired and the move has been awful my old housemate gave me a deadline less than 12 hours before when there was never a deadline in our original conversations and then she and her mother were also going through my room and my stuff I guess to try to determine how quickly I’d get out of there but, like, I do not like it when people go through my stuff and there was a scare about the landlord selling the new place and the new landlord would have to honor the lease for a year but then maybe not wanting me to have my cats so suddenly for two days even my new living place was up in the air and I was already jet lagged and stressed and barely slept to try to finish a week’s worth of work that I was under the full impression I had a week to do in a day and a half and definitely sprained my ankle but got to keep walking on it and internet took forever to set up and trying to fix my furniture and all my stuff is in boxes and I’m still walking around on a twisted ankle because it’s just me there’s no one here to help me, if I want things to be okay and to get done I have to make them be done myself and these boxes need to be unpacked by Saturday morning because the landlord wants to fix the floor and just. I’m stressed and emotional so maybe I’m hella overreacting to “oh you like costumes? well an aspect of this book is noble interactions and parties so sure I’ll let you pick out literally every dress that you’re wearing” but it just

it matters so much to me

Jeremy is really really good at the DnD thing

#have a long rant about my feelings and partially about dnd #I'm real tired #my life #gay murder elf bachelorette #I guess #this game is so fun and it keeps surprising me

[littlesamsonthedragonewtblo-blog]

Anton’s First Day

((This is dedicated to @annon-mlp‘s RWBY Bimbo fanart. Go to his profile & look at his amazing artwork. By the mean time, enjoy this story.))

Anton was born in Atlas, many thought he’s a highly civilized, strong rich kid, well they got the “civilized” & “rich” part well, but not the “strong” part. Anton is more described as “troubled”, all thanks to his deficiencies that he gotten from birth. He’s considered as an outsider but all of his peers. His parent’s love doesn’t fill up the hole that he has from the abuse that everyone gave him.

Then again, most of the time he is seen as invisible, ironically that’s his semblance. Despite being rich, many consider him being poor due to his health problems. Usually he changes schedule so many times that he couldn’t remember, just to be away from his tormentors at school. He had to wear a leg brace due to his right leg muscles had atrophied. He could barely run.

Luckily, he moved to Beacon Academy, he was excited when he heard about it; thinking that he would be away from his bullies & it would be better at that place. He was right on a few points, like the students were friendlier & more understanding about his disabilities. His teachers were nice & some were strict like his old ones.

His first day at Beacon was him being his usual self: Timid. He was scared with the new people around him. Technically, he hoped that his first day won’t go as bad as he it would be.

He exits the transport hub, he was the last person to be out. Looking around, clinging onto his walking staff, which is his family heirloom weapon, he walks out with it. After some time, he finally breathe easier. Smiling lightly of the new people he’s seeing, not looking at him. He didn’t watch where he was going, which caused him to bump to someone.

Whatever he bumped, it felt like a wall, he fell down. Looking up to see tall female with crazy, long blonde hair that reaches up to her foot. The female turns around, Anton’s eyes widen when he saw that she had a massive cleavage that looked like it was going burst out of the jacket & shirt. Her jacket having sleeves that are rolled up above her elbow. She wasn’t wearing any skirts or pants, she only had a belt that has two metal plates that are on her thighs. Thus wearing stockings that are skin tight to show her muscularity of her legs. Her foot wear consists of gold plated, solid high heels. She was also wearing gold lipstick, gloves, gauntlets that has two golden bracelets on each hand & also glasses that are resting on her hair.

Anton was in awe by the sudden look of her, then again, he looked around to see a few females in her similar attire. The female bends over to him, she saw him & smiles seductively at him. “Why hello there cutie, enjoying the view down there?” Anton tried to speak, but he was distracted by her big bust that’s up close to his face. He stammered, looking at him, “I-I-I’m sorry for bumping into you miss.”

She giggled,”It’s okay, I came across many cute boys like yourself.” she grabbed Anton by the collar & the most amazing happen is that she lifted him like he was a feather. She gently placed him down to stand up & then she asked, “So, you’re a freshman right?”

“Uhh, yeah I am. Are you?”

She shook her, “No, I’m a senior. I just came here to see the ‘fresh meat’ coming here, & you just hit the jackpot~.” She got up close to him, which cause him to be pinned up against a metal pole. Her breasts were up to his, she lift her knee to his junk. “ahh...w-what are you doing?” he asked cause she was rubbing her knee on his groin. She answered, “Oh, I’m just seeing if you got a “big sword” on ya, & you feel like you do~.”

Anton blush, she put her knee down. Grabbed his head & gave a bit kiss on the cheek her gold lipstick was imprinted on it. “My name is Yang by the way~.” she whispered at his ear. “I’m Anton Valentine.”

“Well nice to meet you Mr. Valentine, enjoy your stay~.” She let go of him as Anton was holding onto a railing near him. He watches her leave. “Shit.” he spoken to himself, picking up his staff, “I think I’m like it here.” He smiles.

After some time, there was an Assembly for the Freshman like Anton, then there was a tour of the Academy itself. Anton sometimes will see Yang either in the hallway or in a classroom, usually he will wave, but Yang will exchange a blow kiss to him; his response was of course a blush & a smile.

The next day, Anton was with the other Freshman students. Professor Ozpin told him & the other Freshman that they have to retrieve a certain artifact in the forest. Anton was listening carefully, but he was worried on what’s going to happen.

Ozpin finished by asking, “Any questions?” Anton slowly raised his hands, but before he was called Ozpin said, “Okay, no questions. & remember, the first person you see, is your partner for the journey, once you two had eye contact. Communicate with each other & work together. Okay? Good. Now good luck & God bless.”

After his sentence, the panels, that the students are standing, were springing them in the air. Anton was fling into the air by the spring-panel. He was screaming in panic, but after awhile. He calmed down & was focusing one two things: Land safely & make sure not to die.

When he was in the level of the trees, he was preparing to land, but one of the branches hits his hand & it made him drop his staff. He was starting to panic & then he descends below the trees. When he thought he hit the ground, he had his eyes closed during the meantime, but when he opened it he saw that he landed in the arms of Yang.

Yang smiles as she was holding him in a bridal style. “Why hello there Anton, seems to be your landing skills need some work.” Anton blushes, “C-can you please put me down, I need to find my staff.”

“Oh yeah, I see you walking with that thing like everywhere you go, of course the leg brace proves it that you need it.”

“Also...it’s a family heirloom.”

Yang giggled, “Let me help you find it cutie.” She gave him the flirty-eyes to him. Anton said, “Okay, but I need to find a partner & find the artifact.”

Yang giggled, ruffling his hair, “The rules say, ‘if you came first contact if a person, he/she’ll be your partner.’ It didn’t say who it’ll be.”

Anton was about to retaliated, but just kept shut by Yang’s sudden loophole. “Okay, let’s go.” Yang smiled, she jumped happily with him in her arms; thus also her breasts bouncing up & down. Anton was blushing due to her breasts, but he was also clinging onto Yang’s neck. After that, Yang starts walking with Anton in her arms for the rest of the trip to get his staff back.

Anton kept telling her that she can walk, but she didn’t listen to him. Halfway of it, Anton had given up & pretty much let her do her thing. Yang smiles at him, he looks at her. Yang started to speak, “You look adorable when you’re like that.”

He rolls his eyes, “Whatever.”

Yang giggles, then she shift her hand that was holding his legs to his crotch. Anton sat up immediately, blushing madly. “Wha-what are you doing?”

“Oh don’t worry about~. Just relax~.” Her hand grabbed his balls, she started to grope & squeeze them. Anton moan softly, “J-jeez Yang, in the middle of the forest?”

“I said ‘don’t worry about it’ cutie pie. Let Yang do her thing~.” she settle down Anton up against a tree. He stood up, leaning against it as Yang was messing around with his pants. Licking her lips in a sexual manner, she undo his belt & with his boxers along, she pulls down his pants to see a big surprise. Her eyes was widen by the length & thickness of Anton’s cock. “Man, you don’t have a big sword, you have a ‘Zweihander’.~” She licks her lips once more, stroking his cock with one hand, but with the other massaging his balls.

Anton was panting, feeling heated & aroused, “P-please make it quick.” She smirks, “with pleasure big boy~.” She lift the shaft up, licking it from the base to the tip. Anton moans as Yang licks around the tip in a circular motion as she looks at him in the eyes. She sucks on the tip as her tongue licking it around in a fast pace.

“Ahh~ahh~,oh shit. How’d you learn to do this?” Anton. Yang pulls out with a loud pop noise as she does. She answers as stroking his cock, “Let’s say I had some practices~.”

“You’re...good at it honestly.”

She smiles gratefully, “Why thank you, you’re not bad yourself big boy~. Now, let me do my thing~.” She then removes her jacket & undo the strap of her bra to fully expose her gorgeous, big curves to an aroused Anton who had gotten a nose bleed when he saw them; thus also being instantaneously hard from that.

All Yang can do is giggle by his reaction, “Better wipe that blood off your face & stay focus~.” Anton came back from almost fainting, he wiped off the blood as Yang squish her breasts on his hard on. She then move herself in an up-&-down motion. Her soft breasts rubbing against his erected dick made him moan.

“G-god those are really soft~.”

“Gotta take care of your body rather then yourself~.” She kisses his tip & the untouched part of his member, his penis was imprinted by her lipstick, but she kept on kissing it like as it is a sweet, large candy stick. She stopped kissing, licking her lips. “Really tasty you are, I wonder how you taste if I was a Grimm~.”

Anton replied, “D-don’t joke like that, Y-yang!”

She chuckled, “Hehehe~. Just kidding~.”

She moves her breasts in a fast pace, Anton was enjoying the pleasure that the 18 year old was giving her; he released a load of big portions that squirted out like a volcano. Yang smiled as some landed on her face & hair, most landed on her breasts. She licks up the sperm, enjoying the taste of it, looking at him. Then she stopped, he looks at her, wondering why she had stopped. She grabbed him & pushed him onto the ground. She grunted a bit, then he saw Yang removing her panties to reveal her wet, pussy.

She gave out a smirk, she hovers above Anton, he gulped of what’s about to happen. Yang sits on his face, her pussy on his mouth & then she closed her legs on his head. Anton almost panicked, but he knew that he can’t escape; especially when Yang’s legs are strong.

“You’re turn, big boy~.” She rubs one of her breasts. Anton holds her thighs, gripping then using his tongue lick her vagina. She moans lightly, then she yelped. “Oh-ohhhh~.” She looks down to see him really focusing on it, she felt his licking her G-spot. She moans loudly, which attracts a few Beowulf Grimm in the area. “Damn, you’re good for your first time~! God!”

Anton relaxed for a bit, licking her vaginal walls all around. She holds his head upward to her groin. “Oh shit yes Anton, baby! Lick Mama’s pussy!”

She was panting, but then she heard growling & glowing red eyes in the bushes. “Ohhh~. This will spice things up~.”

She steadied her battle stance, her smiled went some sexual to as a warrior-confident smile. Her bracelets turned into her shotgun-gauntlets. Anton wasn’t paying attention, but by the corner of his eyes he saw her weapons armed. He was getting frantic, but then freeze at his place when he saw her blast the head off of a charging Beowulf. “Hey, keep licking Mama’s pussy, I got this in a ‘yang’!”

His eyes still shows that he’s frighten of the situation, but he tightly grip Yang’s waist & continued eating her out. Yang moans in the rhythm of her firing her weapon. At the last shot, she had finally an orgasm which mainly her ejaculated vaginal fluids exploded on his mouth. 

Yang pants heavily, then let’s go of Anton’s head. A fluid stream was made by his mouth & her pussy. She smiled down at him, “Good boy~.” She lifted him up by his collar again. “So wanna continue~?”

Anton puts his pants back on & buckles it up, “Uhmm, no, I just wanna get my staff, finish this task without getting eaten alive.”

Yang sarcastically rolled her eyes, shrugged, “Okay, suit yourself big boy.” She punched his arm, he groan as rubbing it. 

After a treacherous task, he finally got the last piece he needed & he returned to Beacon with it. Ozpin was glad that he was alive, technically also was surprised to see Yang with him. After the ceremony, Anton was glad to be alive. When he was about to leave to his dorm, he was once again grabbed by his collar by Yang. “Yang, can you please stop doing that, you’re gonna ruin my shirt.”

Yang did nothing but laugh, “Oh calm down boy, I just wanna let you meet my team.” Anton grunted, “Well, at least just stop grabbing me by my shirt, please?”

“Fine, fine whatever baby.” She puts him down & leads him to 3 girls. Anton stood up straight immediately, blushing due to the fact that Yang’s team members consists of beautiful looking females.

“Meet my team Anton, Team RWBY~.”

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Fire and Fury

Fantasy AU

Pairing - Sheith

Rating - SFW (possibility of change in the future)

Summary - Childhood had been simpler, more innocent times. Times of playing make believe of valiant knights and horrifying monsters, times of laying in the grass and cloud gazing with friends, times of running freely through the village streets laughing and shouting at the top of you lungs. If only adulthood could be as simple.

A/N - When a new story idea comes and you need to actually get off your lazy arse and write it...fingers crossed that I can commit. Big shout out to my proof reader Den! Thank you for being patient and instigating half of the insanity that inspired me to write this. You can also find this on AO3, I thought I may as well post it here too

It was the sharp pain against his wrist that forced Shiro to drop his stick. "Oww! Keith, what was that for?!'

"I saw an opening and I took it." The younger said matter of factly as he swiped his own stick. The little runt seemed smug to get the one up on the 11 year old for once.

"Yeah, doesn't mean you actually have to hit me." Shiro said with a pout as he rubbed his injured wrist. Right on the bone too, ouch!

"You can't complain about that if you want to be in the royal guard."

Shiro just grumbled at the 9 year old as he goes to pick up his stick.

"Uttt!! You can't pick your sword up, I just cut off your hand!" Keith protested.

The only response Shiro gave was sticking out his tongue as he swapped his hand. "Alright, no mercy."

By the time Keith realized what he'd done, he screamed as Shiro charged towards him, barely able to deflect the strike.

---

"You and peaches I swear." Shiro huffs as he pulled Keith's sleeve to guide him through the bustling crowd. While the younger was just as eager to see the important guests who've come to grace their village, the fruit in Keith's arm were also a priority.

He was going to eat so.many.peaches.

Weaving and shoving their way past the eager adults and children, the duo managed to make their way to the front of the crowd that left them awestruck.

Right there, in the center of the crowd was King Alfor in all his glory shaking hands and chatting with the villiage head; surrounded by his infamous elite royal guards, and standing right beside him was a small girl who was none other than Princess Allura.

"I can't believe we're actually seeing the King and Princess of Altea, AND the Kings royal guards with our own two eyes!" Shiro said as he practically vibrated in excitement. Keith let out a high pitched noise in agreement, his blue eyes practically glittering and he took a bite out of one of his peaches.

The little Princess was looking around curiously, though made no attempt to leave her father's side. She eventually locked eyes with the boys, giving them both a cheerful smile and a wave.

Shiro chuckled as he waved back. "The Princess is kinda cute, huh?"

Keith hummed in response. "She has pretty eyes."

"Oooh does Keith have a crush?" Shiro teased.

"No, gross." The younger didn't even try to hide his face of disgust at Shiro's words.

"Keith's got a girlfriend, Keith's got a- OUCH!" Shiro cried out at the large pip pegged at his head.

"You're a jerk." Keith growled as his cheeks begun to turn pink and took a bite out of his second peach.

---

He just wanted to be alone.

No, that was a lie. He was so damn lonely it hurt, and everyone in the village had to keep reminding him of that fact.

Jaw and fists clenched and curled himself into a tighter ball at the situation running through his head. He had just blown up at the bakers wife who stopped by to give him some leftover bread with that same damn smile and speaking to him in that same obnoxious tone everyone else spoke to him.

They pitied him, he was just a charity case that people took care of to make themselves feel like good samaritans. 'Oh poor little orphan boy, what kind of parents would abandon their child?' They'd think as he was given what no one else wanted and leave him alone in the tiny house his father bought just weeks before disappearing.

He has been crying since he chased the bakers wife off, unable to contain the whirlwind of emotions that flooded through him, so when he heard a knock at the door, he couldn't help but jump.

"Hey Keith, you home?"

Oh Gods it's Shiro.

"C'mon buddy, I know you're in there. Why weren't you at practice?"

With a shakey breath Keith stood up and moved for the door, knowing full well Shiro won't leave, and he'd find out anyway. Gods he hated how persistent Shiro could be.

The second the door was open, the elder's slightly annoyed expression instantly warped to worry.

"Keith?... Hey Keith, what's wrong?" Shiro's voice cracked as he stepped closer.

Keith quickly stepped back, eyes darting to the ground, causing Shiro to cease his advances.

"Keith, please..."

Damn it all to hell the floodgates released again as tears streamed down his face without any signs of stopping. With another shuddery breath, Keith was finally able to look him in the eye, no mater how pathetic he looked.

"W-why.... W-why did dad leave m-m-me?" He finally choked out. Next thing he knew, he was in Shiro's arms as the elder held him close, a hand running through his dark hair soothingly.

"Shhh it's okay bud, it'll be okay. I'm sure there's a perfectly good explanation for it" Shiro said calmly as the boy in his arms lost what little control he had left and cried into his chest. He cried and cried and cried, and all Shiro did was stand there with sad eyes as he continued to comfort his friend.

By the time Keith finally calmed down to a hiccuping mess, Shiro finally pulled away, still keeping contact by rubbing the others scrawny arms.

"Feeling any better?" Shiro asked, genuinely concerned.

Keith nodded his head and gave a weak 'yeah' in response.

"Did you want to come over to my place? I'm sure mum and dad would be more than happy to have you over." Shiro offered, keeping his voice as gentle as possible.

Keith shook his head, no.

"...Did you want me to stay over?"

Keith was surprised by that offer and was unsure on how to answer.

"C'mon, it'll be great! I could whip us up a special recipe my grandpa taught me, you'll love it."

Keith finally caved, tense shoulders finally drooping "...O-okay."

"Just need to run home and get the ingredients and get my stuff. I'll be right back!"

Keith tensed up again at the idea of Shiro leaving. "W-wait!" He cried out, but it was too late. Shiro had already ran off.

The unbridled sense of abandonment bubbled up again and he couldn't tell if he wanted to cry from pain or scream in anger. Of course Shiro ran away, it was stupid to assume he wasn't like the others or actually cared, his own damn father didn't even want him.

Of course all those hateful feelings were flushed out with bewilderment and confusion once Shiro returned with a bag slung over his back and another full of food in his hands.

It took Shiro another round of comforting a hysterically crying boy, apologizing like crazy as the younger shed tears of relief, before he could settle in and start preparing dinner.

With full bellies and the strain of a full day's worth of strong fluctuating emotions finally crashing down, the boy's turned in for an early night. Shiro more than happy to let Keith cling onto him as they cuddled up in bed.

It was that day that Keith finally found someone he knew actually cared after years of feeling alone.

---

"Shiro!" BANG BANG "Shiro!"

Shiro opened his bleary eyes, head still foggy from sleep as he was interrupted by banging and shouting from his window. Dragging himself out of bed, he walked uncoordinatedly towards the window. Whatever the hell he was woken up for better be damn important.

No surprise Keith was the one making the racket. Whatever it was it must be something big for the 13 year old to look as manic as he was right now.

"Keith-" Shiro yawned as he undid the latch and opened his window. "Keith, what are you doing here, It's too early for practice." He managed to say as he failed to hold back another yawn.

"You're not going to believe what everyone in the village is talking about, like holy shit!" Keith said as he beated his hands against the sill enthusiastically.

"Language! So what's this so called unbelievable thing everyone is talking about?"

"Lord Zarkon betrayed King Alfor! Something really big must have happened because Zarkon's been banished from the kingdom!"

Well that was certainly a way to wake someone up.

"Are you serious? The Black Knight himself betrayed the King??" Shiro squawked in disbelief, cringing slightly as his voice cracked.

Keith nodded vigorously, seeming unable to contain his childlike excitement. "Yeah, it's all anyone is talking about."

"Oh wow." Was all that Shiro could push out. This new development had his mind reeling; Lord Zarkon, one of the Kings personal guard, the Black Knight that Shiro had looked up to since he was just a child had committed treason against the Altean Kingdom. "Keith, do you have any idea what this means?"

Keith only responded with a quirk of his eyebrow.

"It means that the new position for the Black Knight is open, and who knows how long that'll take. If I keep training and get accepted as an apprentice then maybe..." Shiro's chest swelled at the thought of becoming the prestigious Black Knight, being the leader of the Kings personal royal guard, being the brave hero he always dreamt of being.

Of course Keith had to ruin his fantasy as he bursted out laughing, snorting away like a little piggy.

"Oh yeah your perfect to be the Black Knight, especially with your weird gangly body and squeaky voice." The younger teased.

"Keith!!" Shiro growled before quickly slapped a hand over his mouth as his voice broke. Damn puberty had to prove the other right at the worst time.

Keith found himself in another fit of laughter, Shiro glared at him when he was grasping onto the window sill for support till he settled down and able to breathe properly.

"O-*snort* Okay I kid, I kid! Shiro, you're the best in the village; you almost never miss practice, you're teaching me and the others things we'd never learn if it wasn't for you, and remember the time you stopped that thief?"

"That was a collaborative effort between the both of us." Shiro interjected.

"Yeah, we stopped her and you were so cool! She didn't stand a chance when she tried to attack you. How many kids our age can say they took on a real criminal? There's no doubt you'll be accepted to get proper training to be a real knight, they'd be stupid not to."

The older couldn't help but feel embarrassed by all the things Keith was spouting "Jeez Keith, you have way too much faith in me."

"Someone's got to, I mean you're the only person in this damn place who has any faith in me so of course the feeling's mutual."

A smile stretched across Shiro's face at that. "Thanks Keith."

Keith returned the smile.

"Since you're here, I'm going to assume you're going to raid the fruit trees out back?"

"Do bears shit in the forest?"

Shiro snorted at the response. "Language. I think mum has taken all the ripe peaches to sell, but I think there's still plenty of mulberries to pick."

It took a moment for Shiro to notice Keith raced off at the mention of mulberries. With another snort, Shiro moved to go get a damp towel, fully aware Keith is going to look like he came out of a murder scene from being stained in berry juice. The kid had absolutely no impulse control.

---

"Oh my fucking gods!" Came a shriek as Keith threw his handmade spear that impaled a rabbit. The smaller boy didn't understand why Matt was so upset, he just scored the group some rabbit stew tonight.

The pair rushed over to their freshly caught game and Matt let out another distressed noise from his throat.

"Keith, the poor thing's still alive..."

Oh.

So it was.

For probably the 8th time in 5 minutes, Matt let out another shriek as the rabbit let out a squeal when Keith stomped on the little vermin's head. The older boy couldn't hold back his tears anymore

"Keith how could you!" Matt bawled

Keith just looked at him nonchalantly, completely oblivious on how much he was traumatizing his friend. "What? I just put it out of it's misery."

"You could have done it more humanely!"

"I did. I killed it quickly so it didn't have to suffer."

"You crushed it's head!"

Keith rolled his eyes "It going to be food soon enough. I don't know why you're complaining."

With a sniff, Matt just stared at Keith in disbelief. If he didn't know him personally, and that Shiro had the kid on the straight and narrow, he'd assume he was a sociopath.

With 3 rabbits in hand, the pair returned to their camp, no surprise to see the older two sitting by the fire, looking at the sky while Matt's father, Samuel, was pointing to different places while explaining stories and theories to Shiro. Of course Shiro was lapping up everything the man was saying.

"Hey boys, glad you're back!" Samuel chirped once he sighted the young teens. His smile faltered as he had a proper look at his son. "Matt, are you alright? You don't look well."

Matt groaned, "I don't feel well..."

"Let me guess, Keith got a little full on to what you're used to?" Shiro chuckled, only for Matt to give him a dirty look to confirm his comment and rant about his harrowing experience.

Of course Keith had tuned them out in favor of prepping dinner. Knife in hand, he begun cutting the pelt off the meat, followed by gutting, washing, and chopping the meat up into pieces with precision before plopping them into the pan next to the pot that was already boiling on the campfire.

"Oooh, looks like you got some big ones." Samuel commented as the youngest of the group sat next to him.

Keith just shrugged. "Pretty average really... What were you and Shiro talking about?"

"He was asking me about stories behind some of the constellations, he seems very intrigued by the stars."

"Doesn't surprise me." Keith said boredly, leaning to rest his head in his hand.

"It's really quite fascinating. If you look up now you can already see the Blue and Yellow stars of Voltron are already on show!"

Both Matt and Shiro seemed to stop whatever they were discussing to look up, Keith following shortly after to no surprise to see a bright blue and yellow star shining brightly and standing out from the sunset.

"You're not going to give us the same damn childs tale everyone else says about the Stars of Voltron are you?" Keith mumbled.

"Keith." Shiro warned.

Samuel laughed. "Well those stories have been embellished a bit. Most know the tale of the stars blessing the royal guards, which is only part true; only those worthy of being part of the kingdoms elite guard are chosen and it's because they were chosen that they are by the kings side."

Keith rolled his eyes, Matt seemed content, clearly been through many retellings of this story, and to no one's surprise Shiro seemed eager to hear more. With that Samuel continued.

"Each of those stars connect a tower, just follow the stars and they'll guide your way, but only those worthy and with permission from the royal family are able to enter and face the trials. Those who succeed the trials will meet the tower's patron lion goddess and will receive their blessing and give them incredible power."

"Let me guess, and those who fail die horribly." Keith stated.

With a snap of his fingers, Samuel pointed at him, "Bingo!"

"Have you ever seen the towers on your travels Mr Holt?" Shiro inquired.

"Sure have! I've only visited one which homes the Goddess of the Forests before Matt started joining me on my annual trips. It's a real shame I'll never get to see what it's like inside but just seeing the tower itself and knowing the stories behind it is breathtaking."

"Think I'll ever get to see one Dad?" Matt asked with an eager grin.

"I'm sure we could arrange something, but not this time. We need to reach the kingdom to deliver those important research notes."

Matt deflated at the answer, which made Keith snort in amusement. Moving up to check the pan, he shifted and poked at the now browning meat.

"Looks good... Shiro, mind cutting up the veggies?"

"Can do." Shiro answered as he pushed himself up to grab the sack of vegetables they had prepared for this little camping trip.

With his attention back to the pan, Keith gave it another shake to flip the chunks onto uncooked sides . If he was going to be stuck listening to silly fairy tales and myths, he may as well make the best damn meal to make sure the night wasn't completely miserable.

---

They both knew this day was coming, it was an inevitable fact of life. Shiro was a big boy and about to carve his own path to become a man, but one last trial stood in his way from persuing  his dreams.

That trial was Keith.

"Stop giving me that look, you're acting like I'm abandoning you." Shiro said as he looked up from his bag he was doing one last check to see if he had all his necessities and belongings.

Keith leaned against the doorway, arms folded against his chest and unable to completely hide the bitter sadness from his face. "You kind of are...."

Shiro couldn't help a sigh from escaping as he folded a shirt. "You knew this was going to happen eventually Keith, I thought you'd be happy that I'm finally going to get proper training to become a real knight."

"I-I am happy for you, it's just...-" Keith drifted off, eyes darting to the ground as he tried to think of what to say before eventually huffing through his nose loudly. "I'm really happy for you, it's just going to take time to process knowing you'll be gone."

With another shirt folded, Shiro gave him a weak smile. "I know it's going to be hard for you but you'll be fine, it's not like I'll be gone forever. I'll be sure to send you letters as often as I can."

Keith was quiet, a tense silence fallen between them, before sighing heavily through his nose again. "I'm being selfish, I know that, but you...-" he trailed off again, this time looking Shiro dead in the eye, blue eyes glassy and full of emotions. Eventually Keith broke contact as he stopped leaning on the frame and stormed away, leaving a surprised and hurt Shiro.

"Wh- Keith!" Shiro cried out and he chased after him. "Keith, come back!"

It was too late, the younger boy was already gone, leaving Shiro at home alone.

He couldn't believe it; they had been best friends for so long, getting into crazy adventures together and always having each other's back. Was that it? Was Keith so cut up at the idea of Shiro leaving  that it too hard for him to bare?

There was no one to blame, Keith hasn't ever had it easy after being abandoned by both his parents. He knew that he was Keith's most important staple in his life, and it hurt him to think that him following his childhood dream is what broke them apart. There was nothing he could do except pack for his journey.

Sleep didn't come easy that night, he wanted to tell himself it was because of excitement, but he knew he was still hung up over Keith.

He left home before the sun had even risen. His parents were there to see him off, his father and little brother proud, and his mother weeping at the thought of her eldest son leaving home, but it was a warm, happy send off. He chose to walk his horse through the town towards the entrance of the village, he'd rather not wake everyone up with the sound of galloping. He had just reached the archway when he noticed a hooded figure resting against the stone walls of the arch.

The person seemed to have been zoned out, possibly asleep even, till they perked up and noticed Shiro's presence for which they jumped up to their feet and pulled back their hood.

"Shiro..."

"Keith?" He breathed and stopped in his footsteps, his horse jerking to a stop with a tug of the lead.

"I... I'm sorry for yesterday. It was selfish of me to not consider your feelings. I know how important this is to you." Keith flushed, unable to hide his awkwardness, which succeeded in pulling a smile from Shiro.

"It's alright Keith, I understand. I'm just so grateful you came to see me before I go."

"Are you kidding, as if I'd miss out on seeing you off." Keith said as he moved forward and extended his hand "Travel safe, and good luck with everything."

"Thanks Keith." Shiro extended his own hand to seal the handshake before pulling Keith forward and trapping him in a hug, hands still held together at their chests. He couldn't help but grin as Keith made a surprised grunt at the action. "I do plan to keep my promise of writing to you whenever i can."

Keith remained silent for a moment before he wrapped his free arm around him to reciprocate the hug and buried his face into the taller man's shoulder. "I know, I'll be sure to write back."

They stayed like that for a few more seconds before Shiro begrudgingly had to pull away. "I have to go now, hopefully we'll see each other soon."

"Yeah..."

"And this means I'm leaving the village in your care. I better not hear that it's been burned down or been overrun by criminals."

"Please, I'll have this place running better now that you're gone." Keith snorted before they both broke into laughter.

Once they settled down Shiro gave Keith one last hard pat on the shoulder before walking through the archway, both waving each other off till Shiro mounted his horse and rode off.

Once out of sight, Keith visibly deflated, unable to keep smiling anymore as his best friend was now gone from his life. It hurt a lot knowing he was on his own again, but he was still happy for Shiro, he was going to achieve great things with his life.

Now he just needed to figure out what to do with his.

#Voltron #vld #Sheith #Keith vld #Takashi Shirogane #fantasy au #Fanfiction

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FE: Birthright Randomised Chapter 3 and 4

(aka ‘Azura has no chill. At all. Ever.’)

It’s Time for more of this madness lol

We gon’ do at least chapter 3 this time aroooound

ah yeah we start with a really vanilla cutscene w/ Garon being like ‘hey i don’t care if i adopted ya, i’ll literally kill ya if ya step outta line, so do this thing at the Bottomless Canyon and i may forgive ya this time’ n’ all that Also Iago >:Y Did u guys know that Iago has the same English VA as Subaki? I didn’t until I looked up Jaffar’s FE Heroes va, who’s also the same guy Though nothing can compare to Hayato and Saizo having the same va tbh-

Ah yeah, there’s Hans, one of the only dudes in this game to not wear trousers :V then Xander’s like ‘nah, don’t trust them, m8′ ‘k, bruh’

Onward to the Bottomless Canyon! .... I just realised this may be a little difficult without a healer ahahah;;;; oh well >:V aaaand there’s Gunter complaining about how he doesn’t like the Bottomless Canyon well at least he won’t need to look at it for long :3c >:3ccccc

there goes Hans being a suicidal idiot Just think; literally none of this would have happened if Hans didn’t kill that generic samurai, but nah, we gotta have plot, yo

FORCED TUTORIAL ABOUT BATTLE FORMATIONS GOOOOOOO

Hans only has 1 luck as a level 2 Beserker lMAO WEAK he has the same base strength as Kaze tho;;;;

yeah just gonna.... let Hans die from those Samurai on the bridge there, while I sneak around their range

Free stuuuuuff >:3cc

aaaand there goes Hans he Ded Time to use this Dragon Vein! c:

Another level up for Corrin! Much better this time; HP, strength, magic, speed and res

.... ok I’m glad she dodged that archer, because that would have been rather troublesome seeing as I have no healers- Also I’m gonna trade Gunter’s steel lance to Kaze at least before I end the chapter and see if he still has it when he comes back later? Or maybe I should just give it to Corrin to hold on to, idk ..... wait I can’t trade items yet gdi fates

It’s only just occurred to me how many samurai are in these chapters lol

“You’re quite skilled” yeah Kaze, they’re also quite dead

aaand the reinforcements come along blech- ...... I don’t like how low Kaze’s hit rate is against Omozu- Or Corrin’s for that matter ahahah;;;

Oh... nevermind then it wasn’t a problem

yet another level for Corrin, this time HP, strength and speed

.... I think I’m gonna wait for these sky knights to come over to get Kaze some more exp, idk ... wow, he got a basically blank level up except for Defence that’s a surprise Anyway time to seize!

time to see who Azura’s retainers are >:3ccccccc

..... holy shit

... This basically sums up the entire randomiser, tbh //inhales IZANA IS SAIZO and therefore Rinkah’s brother .... well they both have white hair soooo......? Hair colour genetics-wise, it actually kinda works???

I’m sorry but look at this madness I’m

Aaaand here comes the vanilla Nohr siblings again

I wonder who Kagero is; we’ll find out very soon, at least :’’’D There they are!

.... it’s Hayato it’s hAYAT O AND I WAS JUST MENTIONING HOW HE HAS THE SAME VA AS SAIZO EARLIER-

Azura ‘No Chill’ coming to kick some Nohrian ass right here I love that she’s Ryoma tho, have I mentioned that? It’s perfect idk about you guys but I’m having a blast with this so far

Anyway time to continue the plot

I can’t believe Gunter is freaking dead bYE THEN Time for dragons I do quite like the design for Dragon Corrin tho, it looks quite different from usual dragons, and it’s pretty darn neat

welp off I go down the Canyon lol;;; aaaand there’s Lilith the fishdragon thing

off to the astral plane ayyy

with it’s explanations that we’ve already heard and whatnot and the fact that it puts the quarters right in the middle of the path -3-

Jakob ambush Jakobush ... that was terrible, sorry

Anyway that’s the end of Chapter 3! :’D Time for Chapter 4! >:3ccc

So Jakob, what are ya looking at that’s so interesting? :o

ah yeah then they talk about ‘o ur gonna execute me, aren’t ya?’ ‘nnaaaaaaah’ HOLY HECK I COULDN’T GET IT BUT LIKE His model went weird because his model doesn’t have the right animation and then he just- floated for a little bit It’s... really something you’d need to see for urself asfdauiudhusd .... Jakob what is so interesting about the roof?

ayyy there’s Rinkah again :D Oh my farore- Corrin said “We meet again. Rinkah, right?” and Rinkah’s voiceline was ‘Not even close!’ so I just imagine it’s like ‘wow ok who else could ya be then-’

Off to Castle Shirasagi we gooooo

oooo there’s Azura ‘No Chill’ (ok well she’s pretty chill now but w/e) :D

She’s a Spear Master :o wait that means she can’t use the Raijinto heck- Maybe she can heart seal into a class that can?? idk, hopefully? I mean I do love Spear Masters, but we can promote Rinkah into one soo :V

Aaaaand there’s me mum, Mikoto ... I just realised Jakob and Rinkah disappeared hahaha

wait nvm Jakob’s back, I can see his hand right in the corner

Right theeeere

There goes Azura humming again lol

Heck yeah, man Yeah I think I’m just gonna call her Azura ‘No Chill’ from now on, because she really doesn’t have any o<o;;;;

~~~Flaaaaaaashhhhhbaaaaaaaack~~~

oh hey another generic samurai, yeah sorry I kinda killed a lot of your identical twins; but it was self defence, man, they attacked first-

.... Azura, Shigure doesn’t exist yet, do you just yell that name sometimes knowing your going to give it to your future son or whuh-

Anyway time to help Mozu and Takumiiiii

oh my farore, Mozu, it’s not nice to say someone smells like a goat like that like, who are you even talking to? Takumi? those Faceless surrounding you? tbh I’d think they’s smell more like rotting flesh or just... mould and dirt, tbh, something repulsive idk

Ya know what? I like the thought of Takumi being a good older sibling to Mozu, it’s an interesting dynamic

lol, Azura’s sprite still says she’s a Swordmaster (for stability b/c she isn’t joining us yet-)

oooOOOOooo Rinkah has a Beast Killer :o that’ll come in handy I do believe, given how many mounted units are in the Nohrian army >:3ccccc And Jakob has a Brass Katana

Let’s look at Jakob’s stats and stuff, shall we?

Not bad; he’s got Pragmatic (+3 to damage dealt and -1 to damage taken against injured foes, pretty darn sweet) as a personal, and he also has Shurikenfaire which is.... kinda useless with his current class lol But a C rank is swords is pretty darn neat! :o E rank in Dragonstones not so much, but they only go up to C rank anyway, right? Nothing grinding can’t fix, if I decide to keep him this class :V His bases are pretty even which is pretty good, they aren’t exactly great but this is still early game :V He’s gonna be interesting to use, at least :’D (Growth rates are HP = 25, Str = 45, Mag = 40, Skill = 20, Spd = 45, Lck = 15, Def = 45, Res = 20, so yeah skill and luck are his weaknesses but we can work around that)

(Can’t really look at Rinkah’s stats yet b/c technically she isn’t in the army at this point since I haven’t branched off into Birthright yet hahahah;;;)

Anyway let’s go! >:D

ah yes, NOW we can trade items where were you when I wanted to give Kaze a free steel lance, bruh?

oo that Goddess Icon will be handy, either for Corrin or Jakob; given their lower luck growths

Takumi about to kick some Faceless ass lol oddly fitting for him to say something like that

obligatory auto-battle tutoriaaaalll

also Azura looks great w/ Raijinto, just saying

Rinkah levelled uuuup, she got HP, Strength and Luck c: And she learned Seal Defence awwwww yeeeeaaaah soonnnnnnnnn

Azura, please chill, that’s a little overkill, isn’t it??

all right, just one more Faceless remaining >:3 Oh hey! Corrin’s weapon level went up!

dang it, Azura got the last one >:V AND IT WAS A CRIT HOLY HECK

oooh we get to see Mozu’s class now!

... I can’t tell if it’s a Merchant or Apothecary, but we’ll find out soon! :’D

Ok but Diviner!Takumi looks pretty cool, ngl

anyway an obligatory explanation of Faceless later

oh yeah and a cutscene talking about Corrin’s old room idk

oooooh! Now we get to see who Azura is! :D Hah, because it’s not Azura there’s no song at all :p

oh my Farore-

It’s Kagero holy heck- Hopefully she’s showing up as a ninja for stability, and she’s... not actually randomised into a ninja- (Nope; glancing at the output folder she randomised into a ninja. What are the odds of that happening, am I right?? >:V Oh well, she’ll still have different heart seal options we can mess around with :3c)

it’s funny because she’s a Hoshidan ninja-

yadda yadda yadda, talking about Nohr and Hoshido and Mikoto, stuff like thaaaat

Aaaand that’s Chapter 4! :D I also think I’m gonna stop playing here so it doesn’t get too long Next time I do believe we’ll be doing chapter 5 and maybe chapter 6 as well! therefore officially branching off into Birthright, and hopefully not breaking the game! :’’’D

ahhh but this is so fun ashfudhfsuhdf I love just being able to ramble on about this tbh, hahah

#Shadow plays randomised Fates #fire emblem #fe fates #fe 14 #fe: fates #fe randomised #fire emblem fates

[warlord-official]

1-104?

Ey fuck you Anon, you want me to answer all of ‘em? Fine, but I’ll do it in CHARACTER YOU STANK BIIIITCH

1. You woke up naked next to the last person you texted, what would you say?

I know not what texting is but I did once wake up next to @berserker-official after we drank late into the night and spent the evening carving runes into our leader’s ship. He wasn’t too happy with us.

2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed?

Well last time I was at a feast I tried to hit up Mama @valkyrie-official but she wasn’t having much of my shit at the time. 

3. If your boyfriend or girlfriend was into drugs, would you care?

BY THOR’S HAMMER WHAT SORCERY HAVE THE WEEBS CREATED NOW?! REMEMBER YOUNG VIKINGS GOOD MEAD IS ALL YOU NEED

4. Is your last name longer than six letters?

*Counts on his hands* W-a-r-l-o-r-d …yes

5. Was your last kiss drunk or sober?

Almost always drunk. But then again, I’M ALMOST ALWAYS DRUNK AHAHAHA

6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?

@official-peacekeeper and I almost had something beautiful but then I fell out of the boat I was trying to serenade her in. …she still laughs when she looks at me

7. What does your last received text say?

The last text I received was from my scout who told me THE FUCKING WEEBS ARE PUSHING BACK AGAIN TIME FOR A RALLY

8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?

I honestly don’t remember. There was too much mead flowing through my veins.

9. Where was your last kiss at?

Probably an after-battle feast?

10. When is the last time you saw your sister?

@raider-official ARE YOU STILL SLEEPING OFF YOUR HANGOVER?! LEGENDARY!

11. What do you drink in the morning?

Mead. 

12. Where did you sleep last night?

My boat.

13. Do you think relationships are hard?

No! Raising noble strong warriors is a noble goal!

14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?

Less falling on my face after my drunken victory song

15. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, any problems?

I still can’t recall the last person I kissed, but if I was drunkenly rude to any of them, maybe. They all are rather good at…well, stabbing.

16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?

A rainy day means I don’t have to wash my battle leathers!

17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?

I don’t have a middle name! But all the warlords are some sort of distant cousin, I’m pretty sure

18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?

ONLY BATTLE LEATHERS, FOOL

19. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 years from now?

If I don’t join my brothers in Valhalla, sure! I’d love to raise a strong warrior!

20. Does anyone like you?

Plenty of people like me! What’s that s’posed to mean?!

21. Have you ever kissed someone with a name that starts with an S?

I once tried to mack on Siv and got an axe handle to the face, so no.

22. Is the last person you kissed gay?

No clue. Still can’t remember that night. How many times do I have to answer this question?

23. Is there a person you CANNOT stand?

Filthy damn weebs…

24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?

Think about that one closely, and look at my arms lad

25. In the past week have you cried?

Only tears of JOY when my comrades went to VALHALLA

26. What breed was the last dog you saw?

Gunmundr’s wolves. Nasty snapping things.

27. Do you dry off in the shower or out of the shower?

You can’t dry off inside a rain shower, you fool!

28. Have you ever kissed a football player?

What is this foot-ball? 

29. Do you think you’re old?

Step carefully lad, lest I introduce you to the back of my hand.

30. Do you like text messaging?

Learning runes is hard

31. What type of day are you having?

One that is meant for battle, as are most days

32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?

I’d rather not have my nose pierced by an arrow, thank you very much

33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather?

Cold. It builds character

34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?

All my female fighting compatriots mean a lot to me! 

35. Would you prefer a relationship or a fling?

I do like flinging weebs off ledges… wait, I don’t understand the question.

36. Are you a simple or complicated person?

Keep it simple!

37. What song are you listening to?

Drumbeats of battle!

38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?

Sorry!Sorry!Sorry!

39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?

I’m not sure if @valkyrie-official​ is actually listening when I drunkenly tell her all about myself…40. What made you start liking the person you like now?

Ferocity in battle!41. When did you last receive a text message?

When my messenger brought it to me! Why do you ask the same questions?42. What is wrong with you right now?

My sword needs sharpening43. How well do you know the last female you texted?

Very well! I sent @nobushi-official​ a message telling her if she was going to be a traitor, she should join us! I don’t know what the reply in her chicken scratch language means though…

44. Does anyone disgust you?

Mostly @orochi-official​ for running away all the time. 45. Would you date someone right now if they asked?

Battle first, then we can enjoy one another’s company!46. Are you in a good mood right now?

Yes! Daybreak means I can nurse this hangover with MORE MEAD!!!47. Who was the last person you talked to in person?

@berserker-official​ when I told the boy to bring me my flagon. Where did he run off to?48. What color shirt are you wearing?

Brown. It’s made of leather. It’s armor. What kind of question is that?49. Has someone recently told you something you didn’t want to hear?

I woke up to a message that the weebs have rallied, so yeah. It was terrible.50. Anyone you’re giving up on?

@orochi-official​ is a lost cause

51. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for?

Not at all! I respect her prowess in battle when she knocked me off that bridge!

52. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t?

@nobushi-official​, it’s not too late to switch to the right side!53. Do you like rain?

YES YOU FOOL WE’VE BEEN OVER THIS54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?

Only if they care that I do!55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?

Once in my youth, yes. They are in Valhalla now.56. Do you like to cuddle?

Papa Warlord has a lot of warmth to spread around!57. Are you shy?

Bahahahaha no!58. Do you get along with girls?

Yes! They respect me and I respect them! Then I get drunk and they tell me to stuff it! It works fine.59. Have you dated the person you texted last?

No, my scout must prove himself in battle before he is allowed any personal time.60. What do you carry with you at all times?

My sword and shield!61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?

The spirits of the dead do not frighten me! I welcome the company of those I will join in Valhalla!62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?

Yes. That’s how long I can be at war before coming home!63. Think back to October, were you in a relationship?

I seem to remember some sort of feast with women in masks…but then again most of the women I encounter are masked somehow!64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?

Cute does not become a Viking!

…but yes. Harumph.65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?

CUTE DOES NOT BECOME A VIKING

66. How old are the last three people you kissed?

I know not. They are grown men and women!

67. Would you rather pay to get your nails done or do them yourself?

A blade does a decent job trimming them, but they are great long for gouging out eyes!    68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print?

I have no clue what you are talking about. I only wear bear furs    69. Do you have any stickers on your car?

What is a car? I have mighty carvings on my boat!    70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne?

Who are these men?    71. Blackberry, Anroid, or iPhone?

What are these things?    72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut?

STOP MAKING UP WORDS    73. Do you like diet soda?

I SAID STOP    74. What color are the walls in your room?

My hut is the dark brown of the wood I fashioned it from    75. Are you 16 or older?

Yes, I am much older    76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars?

Liars are rarely pretty, lad     77. Do you have a job?

My profession is leading the war parties to victory!      78. What are your initials?

W.O.    79. Did you ever have braces?

I have had to brace myself against walls during sieges!    80. Are you from the south?

Nay, lad. The North!    

81. What does your last status on facebook say?

What sorcery is a book of faces?!    82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed?

No, they have gone to Valhalla    83. Are you closer to your mom or your dad?

Mom used to whup me, but so did Dad. Both of them raised me to be a fine warrior, and I shall see them again in Valhalla    84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics?

I have led a cheer of victory!    85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters?

What do those words mean?    86. Do you smoke?

Tobacco is not for me. Mead, on the other hand…    87. Would you rather wear heels or flip flops?

Your boots need a good heel, lest you fall in battle!88. Is your phone touch screen?

I told you to stop making up words!89. Do you normally wear your hair straight or curly?

Long traditional braids90. Have you ever snuck out of your house? 

Yes, when I was a lad I wanted to join the battle early. My Father was not impressed, and my ears and rear were red after he was done teaching me a lesson91. Would you rather swim in a river, lake, or pool?

A river is best for swimming.92. Have you ever made out in a car?

I know not what you are speaking of.93. …Had sex in a car?    

I attempted to woo the lady @official-peacekeeper​ in a boat but…well, I already answered that94. Are you single or in a relationship?

Single for now. The battlefield is my lady95. What were you doing last night at midnight?  

Sleeping off all the mead I drank96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks? 

During a raid on the weebs! They summoned reinforcements but we pushed through!97. Do you like the camera on your phone?

Ask me about this foolery again and I shall have to stomp down those foolish dreams of made-up things98. Have you ever had a friend with benefits?

Yes, there was a young lass who helped me become the man I am today99. Have you ever passed out from drinking?

…AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA100. Are you friends with people on facebook that you actually hate? 

Mention this book again, and I shall tie you to my mast!101. Have you ever had a pregnancy scare?   

Now you’re trying to insult me!102. Name your favorite Kesha song:    

WHO IS THAT?!103. Do you have any tan lines right now?    

No, the sun has not broken through the clouds in months104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts?

What ARE THESE THINGS

#anon #Warlord answers shit in character #I took some liberties with the answers

[rangergirl3]

Alphabet Game

I saw that @butteredonions did this, and it seemed like fun! :D

A - age: I’m in the 25-30 range. However, I did just find that I have a few strands of pure white hair. They really aren’t very visible, but yeah...so that’s a thing. I am now convinced my nickname should be Shiro. :-)

b - either centipedes or failure: I’d avoid the centipedes. I hate insects that are hairy and big and crawly. 

c - current time: 8:46pm.

d - drink I last had: In the morning? Coffee with hazelnut creamer and some hot cocoa mix. Just now? Water. :-)

e - every day starts with: two cups of coffee and queuing up my Amazon Music playlist so I can have background music when I go for a walk or do other work.

f - favorite song: Oh, man, I have so many... but the latest one I’ve been listening to non-stop is ‘Titanium’ by Voices In Your Head. Also, a close second is both ‘Light Up The World’ by the Glee Cast. I haven't seen the show, but I love the beat to that version of the song.

g - ghosts. Are they real?: I think there’s some merit to it. I’ve definitely felt completely creeped out in places where I had no bad associations with, and then found out later that something pretty bad went down there. In a similar category, I do think that those who love you are looking out for you in a similar manner. A few years ago, I was driving and barely avoided a head-on car accident at 70mph because someone in my backseat (which was empty) told me to just keep driving straight and not panic. I was a complete mess of nerves later, but I swear that it was my uncle and my aunt who were doing the backseat driving. They both died long before could really get to know them, but damn. They are bad-asses protectors.

h - hometown: Didn’t really have one growing up. I currently reside in the Midwest, but I’m not particularly attached to it. For me, home is people and where you can relax with a good story and a cup of coffee. :-)

i - in love with: My awesome husband who is just as much as a nerd as I am. I’m absolutely head over heels for this guy. I’m serious. He’s not perfect, but then neither am I. Together, we make a pretty good team. <3 <3 <3 

j - jealous of: Um...to be truthful, I’m not really /jealous/ of anyone. I do wish that some things in my past were different...but I’m not really jealous of those who had what I didn’t. I do wish I could do parkour and sword fight and make it as a published author...but you know. Those I might be able to work on. :D

k - killed someone: I killed an OC in a fic in my Lost Paladins series. It was one of the most satisfying things I’ve ever done. That OC was a jackass.

l - last time I cried:  Oh, honey, I’m Irish-Italian. Count on us to tear up at almost anything. But the most recently that  I really, truly, cried was with both relief and fury last month because two of my siblings were in an airport shuttle and some jackass ran into their shuttle going over 100mph in a 30mph zone. Miraculously, they are fine. Every single aspect of the accident should have resulted in death...but it didn't. *insert PSA about safe driving here because life matters*

m - middle name: Catherine, after my aunt who apparently likes to make life-saving cameos in my life. From when I nearly got hit by a car when I was three, to the head-on collision avoidance by about five feet, to not being electrocuted in a freak accident. Dang, did I get a great namesake or what. :-)

n - number of siblings: Seven, every one of them unique and awesome. I wouldn’t trade being their sister for the world. Or universe.

o - one wish: Being better at feeling confident in social situations where I feel uncomfortable - mostly gatherings where I want to impress people but I’m not sure what they’ll think of my accomplishments or interests.

p - person you last called/texted: My twin sister. Yep, it’s awesome when we get  together. Fun fact: siblings interactions always give me inspiration for writing. :-)

q - questions you’re always asked: “Do you think the same as your twin sister?” No, honey, but we both think that’s a really annoying question. Please stop it.

r - reasons to smile: My ‘Lost Paladins’ series just beat the word count of Crime and Punishment in less than a year because apparently, I am a queen of true nerdiness. *noisemaker sound of celebration*

s - song last sang: ‘Light Up The World’. The beat is addicting. Also, hugely fun to practice ridiculous dance moves to.

t - time I woke up: 8:45am.

u - underwear color: Lol, no. Just...no. 

v - vacation destination: Somewhere with lots of beautiful rolling hills near the sea and a really cute bed and breakfast with wifi so I can still access my music. So, maybe, Ireland? Europe would be pretty neat too.

w - worst habit: I have been listen to the same one, or two, or three-minute song on repeat while writing for hours. Hours. I must use headphones because otherwise anyone near me goes absolutely bonkers, which I understand.

x - x-rays you’ve had: Really, only one, for my arm a while back...but as far as reactions to pain meds, it’s somewhat legendary. Ever since I was little, I have regularly been 1) Unable to keep them down 2) they didn’t really do shit and 3) I lost six hours of awareness. Not consciousness, mind you. Just awareness of what I was doing or saying. Apparently I wandered around the house looking spaced out beyond belief and said rabbits were cute before sitting on the couch and staring up at the ceiling for another hour until on of my roommates took pity on me and helped me curl into a snuggly ball of still-completley-out-of-itness on my bed. Needless to say, I never took that kind of pain med again.

y - your favorite food: Chocolate. It’s a food group.

z - zodiac sign: Libra. Dangit, I was so close to being a Sagittarius - I always liked that they had an archer for a sign :D

I’m tagging @teenage-mutant-angsty-zukos @havetoomanyfandoms and anyone else who’d like to play! :D Don’t feel like you have to - it’s just for fun! :D

#fun #question and answer #join in #let's have some fun

[70srat]

for hcs—mendel, jason, and ilse!

(sm1 else asked for mendel so ill do him separately on tht ask!)

jason

holy shit hes bi

like think abt it. jason finds out he likes girls nd he thinks hes in the clear nd then he develops a crush on Cute Boy From Math Class nd he is suffering,

also i like to think tht he refers to the entire tight-knit fam as his six parents

modern au jason starts a gc with tht whole group nd regrets it approximately 0.6 seconds after

oh god he has a finsta like not even a main acc Just a finsta nd its super popular also he. he prbly cried when it was announced tht vine was dying like there were legit tears running down his face. nd ok so hes like good w technology nd hes clearly rly strategic nd bright nd i like to think tht he explored engineering as a career path?

when he was younger he used to get dragged to pride parades but soon enough hes the one dragging the whole gang like even Before he knows hes bi or comes out theres smth abt it tht makes him feel safe nd happy

( “AS A BISEXUAL …. supporter … ” )

also he has ocd nd anxiety nd in canon era the whole ordeal w whizzer messes him up a lot nd makes him afraid to love nd it takes such a long while for him to heal ,,.,.he did nothing wrong he doesn’t deserve this pain sm1 help him

ilse

L E S B I A N 

latina!!!!!!!!! this isnt even a hc bc its dwsa confirmed im just reminding yall!!!!!!!!!

major ptsd

before she had to leave home she was the one to orchestrate the playdates w melchi nd wendla nd ritz nd she always took charge bc she was just a natural born leader who was v assertive nd outgoing

after everything .. she was still assertive she was still outgoing but she was also a lot more guarded nd shes not as quick to step to the front nd take charge. like those who saw her post leaving wld say shes the same ilse but w/o the careless glow, w/o her softness, but thts just bc theyre not the right people. near wendla, near moritz, near the people she loves … they make her so happy its almost like shes ten yrs old again, waving around a piece of plywood nd using it as a sword

shes a super creative, think outside the box type person, an in a modern au she wld def pursue art as a career or maybe even architecture. i like the idea of her designing nd building houses esp for the poor or for people like herself who had to leave home bc they werent safe.

shes just. got a huge heart. she loves so much nd wants to b loved back. 

modern au ilses pinterest page is better than yrs 

send me a char!

#mail #anon #long post //

[gulescamisade]

Betty Crocker Headquarters:  Headquarters Entrance

[Suddenly, coming out of the building on the ground are several legislacerators with one in particular at the lead. Doesn't look like they want anybody leaving...or entering.]

EUPHORIA: -stands at the front, focused. He will give orders as needed-

JAMES: -!!!!!!!!!! So this is where he stands. Equips himself with the photon shield once again. He's battle ready.-

TEREZI: =oh fuck....it's her old teacher!=

KARKAT: !!! ... =FINS FLARE AND HE HISSES=

JAMES: -He's perhaps passing knowledge of this troll. Depending on their infamy.- 

JAMES: ... -Either way, he's waiting for them to make the first move.-

DISCIPLE: -She pulls her lion hood over her face, pulling out a crossbow.-

DISCIPLE: You are here for justice, she thinks.

DISCIPLE: Is this true?

[[ A legislacerator in the ranks pipes up: "We are the Empress's Justice. All those who defy her will fall." ]]

DISCIPLE: We are the people's justice. 

DISCIPLE: We cannot be killed. 

DISCIPLE: No one says the same for empires, she thinks, yes? 

DISCIPLE: Look upon ye mighty. 

DISCIPLE: -She LAUNCHES A BOLT.- 

DISCIPLE: And despair.

[[ One in the crowd of troll lawyers finds a bolt to the heart and drops a bit patheically. Plop.]]

HESONY: ...

DISCIPLE: -She loads another, teeth bared.-

EUPHORIA: -speaking of despair, everyone in the immediate vicinity will feel it. It's strong. Crippling despair-

MICEXA: --! 

MICEXA: -She knows she doesn't need to say it, but she looks at Sunny immediately-

JAMES: -He... is not invulnerable to this... The shield faulters.-

KARKAT: =FUCK YOU ESPECIALLY EUPHORIA=

HESONY: =he quickly activates his own power of nullification, but unfortunately all other powers in the immediate area will also be nullified.=

DISCIPLE: -Her eye slits go narrow for a second, but just a second. She stares at the group and that horrified expression turns to a snarl.-

HESONY: =He's fighting against his own.. This is highly unprecedented.=

JAMES: -He never had powers to begin with. It's enough for James to take action and lob a whole THREE DECKER CAKE at Euphoria with considerable force. Eat that, Justice.-

DAVE: -god DAMN IT HE NEEDS TO GET UP THAT WALL but the feeling--it's so heavy. He's gonna try to push for it anyway-

[[ At the unlawful attack of their commander, the legislacerators surge forth, drawing their own weapons and preparing to swarm the crew. ]]

EUPHORIA: -equips his weapon, a half scythe half sword dealio that seems bigger than your average scimitar. He uses it defensively, weakening the blow. The feeling of despair is even stronger.-

JAMES: -there's a mess of cakes flying around. 🍰-

KARKAT: =Luckily his fucking fists won't be. He's leaping into the fray to fish punch the nearest lawyer... actually no. He's going to straight up grab this bitch and hoist em=

KARKAT: =HISS=

HESONY: =He pushes harder, keeping focused as he raised his shield for the incoming attack. He never had to go against the mental abilities of another legislacerator before, so the entire process is taxing on the mind.=

TEREZI: =Pop pop pop! She's firing into the oncoming crowd. With how many there are, she doesn't really need to worry about aim all that much.=

DISCIPLE: -Another bolt, before she bashes the whole crossbow into pieces over one of the Legislacerator's heads. And then the claws are out.-

DISCIPLE: -Well, she's not gonna bother with all that fiddling and reloading if they're just going to RUSH at her.-

[[ The crossbow bash takes one down for the count. My, thisll be embarrassing when they wake up in the morning. ]]

EUPHORIA: -despair only seems to fuel them. Rapid mood change. Intimidated. Nothing you do will actually defeat this ENTIRE group. That's what it feels like anyway.- S urrender a nd t his w ill g o b y m uch q uicker.()

KARKAT: =If he got the chance to hoist this mofo then he's using him as a weapon. He is beating other motherfuckers with motherfuckers and that means you Euphoria= SHUT YOUR FUCKING FACESHITTER! =But as that mood changes he does hesitate a bit... is a familiar feeling but not a pleasant one=

DAVE: -focuses a strategy and attempts to take a risk here, flash stepping through the crowd and to the side where he can start pulling himself up. This is gonna be a tough one. He doesn't feel like he can do it but he has to try-

KARKAT: =Dave you idiot... GODDAMMIT=

HESONY: It won't end the same this time, Euphoria! =He's stepping closer, trying to enhance his negation. He knows he needs to be closer and he began to barrel through some with his shield. Resorting to slicing through them when they begin to swarm him, he kept his gaze locked with his former judicator.= 

[[Terezi's bullet's hit, but none are fatal. She succeeded in grazing an arm while another went cleanly through a shoulder. But legislacerators are tenacious. They continued on, attacking the group with terrifying strength.]]

DAVE: -sword in between teeth for easy access-

[[Karkat bowls a few people over with his actual-troll bowling ball. ]]

KARKAT: =GOOD=

KARKAT= He's just gonna go whole, ass ape and try to cut through these lawyers=

EUPHORIA: T he l ess d eath, t he b etter, w ouldn't y ou s ay? M y o wn w ords. -wow everyone is starting to feel REALLY HAPPY so happy it's paralyzing who even FEELS this happy ever-

KARKAT: =Why this though?? He pauses his asshole swinging at the wrong moment and gets shanked tf up, gdi his arm=

JAMES: -Lobbing a barasol infused bomb. 💥 NOTHING IS HAPPY ABOUT THIS SITUATION SIR. GET OUT OF HIS HEAD. -

DAVE: -this is hard. The way he's feeling makes him wants to roll on the ground laughing for some reason but it takes everything he can to keep pulling himself up. Speedily. He has to ignore the pain for now--he's already halfway there-

EUPHORIA: -slinks behind the legislacerators for more of a defensive position. He can't stop looking at hesony and micexa, but that doesn't mean he's not focused-

JAMES: -have more cake.-

DISCIPLE: -If they're going defensive, she's going to push in harder. Injuries be damned; she's covered in all kinds of blood.-

TEREZI: =she's keeping her distance, if only because she's doing long range...wow...what is wrong with the world actually?= F1GHT 1T!! YOU KNOW YOU C4N! =pew pew!=

KARKAT: =Dave if he could he'd punch you in the ass but he DOES fight it and starts to punch throats. Fighting in the fray. Fists and claws a flyin=

[[ James's Barbasol bomb is spied by several legislacerators who panic to get out of the way. The casualties are seven space lawyers who are in various states of incapacitation. The others escape singed but alive.=

DAVE: -he almost loses his grip for a second but gets his shit together enough to keep going up. 3/4ths of the way. Speed climbing-

JAMES: -doing massive evasive maneuvers that involve even more cakes being thrown around. ALL THE BAD GENTS AND LADIES ARE GETTING CAKE'D.-

EUPHORIA: -he's slightly singed after blocking his face from the explosion but he's been through worse. Increases the feeling of happiness even more. Can it even be considered happiness when it's so intense it's painful?-

DISCIPLE: -That is a fascinating question, and perhaps one to ponder as she attempts to fling a dead body at Euphoria.-

[[ James's efforts ejects the sylladexes of four of the legislacerators, and among the items include Aranea's tablet, Terezi's swords before she acquired her cane, aranea's sword, and a plethora of Dave's photos. ]]

KARKAT: =smacked in the face with lovely photography. FLAILS HIS FISTS=

TEREZI: =she's firing the gun as she goes for her old swords. Hello sweeties.=

EUPHORIA: -disciple is talented, and this dead body gets him right in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him, but he is still standing.- F orward! -he shouts-

DAVE: -4/4 of the way up this roof finally. He is here no longer-

KARKAT: =BYE FOREVER DVE=

KARKAT: =Uppercuts a lawyer=

[[ The legislacerators continue their advance forward, trying to force the group to the water. ]]

DISCIPLE: -YOWLS-

DISCIPLE: -PUSHES BACK!!!-

[[ Legislacerator: punched! His balance is thrown off and he staggered but didn't fall. Karkat's fist may also be smarting just a tad. ]]

[[ Terezi's attempts at reaching her weapon are unsuccessful. For now. It is evident they are aware what her signature weapons are and do not want her using them. ]]

[[ A legislacerator Disciple shoved comically backpedals trying to keep from falling over until he eventually falls onto his butt. ]]

JAMES: -Is terezi trying to get at her weapon? Allow James to have enough of this and STRONG PUNCH his way through the wall of Legis.🤜💥-

EUPHORIA: -that is embarrassing-

DISCIPLE: it's like slapstick except for the part where she goes to town with those claws-

KARKAT: =His fists are on fire but he tries to throw THEM in the water now. Get on his newly acquired turk scrubs=

[[ James is definitely more successful than Terezi was. ]]

[[ Legislacerator: BIG GLOWING DEAD SIGN OVERHEAD ]]

EUPHORIA: -weapon out ready to take anybody out if need be. Except a certain three he may be trying to avoid- P ush t hem b ack!

[[ Karkat's efforts are also fruitful. For the first two. While on the third, the legislacerator grabs his shirtfront and pulls him into the water with her. ]]

KARKAT: =I'M A FISH BITCH BUT OKAY, SPLOOSH=

KARKAT: =hey guys... wanna see what the bottom of the harbor looks like? DRAGS THEM ALL=

HESONY: =He's still trying to barrel through to get to Euphoria. He's making progress, but the lacerations are piling up...=

JAMES: -rolling to retrieve the swords. He hass the swrods.-

DISCIPLE: -She pretty much attempts a FLYING CATLEAP at euphoria. The one giving orders. OBVIOUSLY the one she wants most dead.-

[[ There is another push as the legislacerators surge forward, slashing at them with bladed weapons and firing into the crowd with pistols. ]]

EUPHORIA: -attempts to block disciple with his weapon. This could hurt if successful-

DISCIPLE: -There is some DEFINITE olive blood, but it is good enough to know that she made it that distance.-

DISCIPLE: Rrrrrr.

KARKAT: =Now that he's drowned people he emerges to YANK ANKLES=

TEREZI: =Raises her hand toward James= H3R3!

[[ Disciples attack only grazed Euphoria, just as Euphoria's defense only caused minor injury to Disciple. ]]

[[ Karkat's grip slips a couple times due to the slipperiness of water, but he is INCREDIBLY SUCCESSFUL the next few attempts. ]]

KARKAT: =SNATCHES EM UP into the water=

DISCIPLE: -She tumbles and rolls, but she's already going in, attempting to swipe with her claws in rapid succession.-

MICEXA: -EXPECT HER TO HELP YOU OUT, HESONY. She is your blade...-

[[ if that's the case, Micexa should expect lacerations too ]]

EUPHORIA: -this cat is undeterred by EVERYTHING. He also lifts his weapon up AGAIN to block. She grazed him before and it's clear what she can do if he doesn't successfully block her-

[[ Euphoria's arakh is long and successfully blocks most of Disciple's onslaught. ]]

KARKAT: =Did he drown enough to clear some o the ASSHOLES. If so he's going to help Disci with a SHOULDER CHARGE at Euph=

DISCIPLE: -this is pretty true. She is BRISTLING and GROWLING, the part of her brain that uses reason and logic and words completely shut down.-

[[ Among the fallen legislacerators, some familiar items are found: terezi's dragon scale jacket, karkat's dual sickles, a pretty banged up toolbox, and what appears to be an entire library's worth of books (spoilers, they're aranea's). ]]

KARKAT: =After he tries this thing he'll be back=

[[ Man these rolls are making Euphoria pretty much untouchable. ]]

EUPHORIA: -bOOM-

EUPHORIA: -time for intense panic-

KARKAT: =FOOL, THAT ONLY MAKES HIM SWING HARDER=

DISCIPLE: -Well, if he doesn't take a swing at HER, then she's going to keep pressing. Maybe she'll die of exhaustion but... you probably don't want to roll those bones my friend-

JAMES: -manages to fling the swords to Terezi as best as he can.-

EUPHORIA: -still attempting to block disciple and karkat-

[[ Well the die says 7. At least it's not a 4. Euphoria is NICKED and maybe loses a fingertip. ]]

KARKAT: =his finger now bitch=

DISCIPLE: -She pants, taking a step back and pulling something out of her cloak.- DISCIPLE: -It's... a bottle of glittery gasoline.-

DISCIPLE: Rrrr.

DISCIPLE: -Sparks a flame wit a lighter and LIGHTS IT.-

KARKAT: =OK BYE=

EUPHORIA: -ohh shit. He barely has time to process being nicked-

TEREZI: =She fumbled only for a moment with her swords, but she soon as them in her hands. She was preparting to attack but barely had time to defend, the blade of another sword halted millimeters from her face.= 

[[ The discipletov cocktail ignites in glorious, glittery flame. ]]()

[[ If Euphoria is quick, he will escape with only second degree burns. ]]

DISCIPLE: -DODGE THIS IMPORTANT MAN- 

DISCIPLE: -she FLINGS IT-

EUPHORIA: -he attempts to dodge x 2!!!!-

[[ He's successful, but much of his right arm and part of his torso is kissed by fire. ]]

KARKAT: ARGH!! FUCKING DIE! =goes for the tackle=()

DISCIPLE: -THAT IS A SATISFYING KABOOM NONETHELESS-

EUPHORIA: -he is BURNED and winces at the pain but still has a tight hold of his weapon-

DISCIPLE: -She's not rushing in this time. Karkat is going head on, but her? She's prowling, now. Cat and mouse. Low to the ground. A claw to slash his achilles tendon.-

[[ No matter how much they try, Euphoria is decidedly difficult to take down. His ankle is slashed at but the angle is awkward and only managed to tear a wound into his leg. ]]

DISCIPLE: -She hasn't STOPPED, THEN. She's swinging another fist directly into his knee. ALL CLAWS THROUGH IT.-

EUPHORIA: -he keeps trying to fight back. He can't give up and he won't and he swings his weapon at her-

[[ While the rest of the group, including Terezi, is busy cutting down legislacerators near the water's edge, Hesony finally breaks through the rest of the crowd, just in time to see Disciples claws happen right through Euphoria's knee. ]]

DISCIPLE: -once it tears right through, she just leverages her weight forward to force him down, ripping her claws out and attempting to bring them down again through his back this time.-

EUPHORIA: -he at the very least falls to his knees, grunting in pain and everything is happening so FAST and so quickly and he really wishes it didn't go down like this-

TEREZI: =There is a cry from across the way. She too far to do anything.= HESONY: =But he isn't. Finally through, a shout rips from him= No! =And he's lunging to place himself in between Euphoria and Disciple.=

DISCIPLE: -TUMBLES as her claws fail to hit their mark, skidding on all fours as she snarls at Hesony.-

[[ The claws do tear through his metal arm, striking Euphoria in the process. However, it was not as deadly as it could have been. ]]

EUPHORIA: -his knee is entirely fucked up and trying to gain his bearings is being near impossible. He's sure he's dead until he sees someone standing in front of him. Oh kid...-

HESONY: ... =he just...doesnt know what to do now. His eyes are wide, surprised at his own actions=

KARKAT: =BEATS HI- wait... WHAT?=

JAMES: -this is his chance. He flies in to lock Euphoria in high quality proton energy cuffs. Just spy gear he's had since his days with Skaianet.- THERE WILL BE NO MORE BLOODSHED.

DISCIPLE: -SNARLS at James, too.-

JAMES: -He knows what he's about, cat.-

KARKAT: =James no... Karkat usually likes you=

EUPHORIA: -breathes heavily at the pain from the claw injuries and the blue blood that escapes from his skin. He keeps looking up at hesony. Just the entire time-

DISCIPLE: -She looks at the others. The calm, the anger, the acceptance, the sorrow. It's enough that her snarl fades, a small, butter expression left as she retracts her claws and pulls away her hood.-

HESONY: =please dont look at him. Everyone already doesn't trust them for squat and now he just defended the enemy(?) FUck....=

KARKAT: =Definitely not happy about it = YOU NEED TO PICK A SIDE. =He's still steamed about it=

MICEXA: -She just releases a pent-up breath. Frankly, she wasn't sure where to stand... but knowing this is working out this way tells her it was what she hoped for.-

MICEXA: -And also HESONY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING BECAUSE I JUST READ THAT WHOLE THING NOW-

JAMES: -The troll is subdued... It's the most he can hope for.-

TEREZI: =she's jogging up, out of breath from fighting.= K4RK4T H3S... 

TEREZI: H3 W4S OUR JUD1C4TOR 

TEREZI: =that's no excuse but. She looks torn.=

MICEXA: -HESONY YOU IDIOT-

MICEXA: -YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO TRY TO DIE!!!-

HESONY: =I KNOW=

KARKAT: GREAT SO HOW DID HE HELP US EXACTLY BY TRYING TO KILL US?

KARKAT: FUCK THIS ASSHOLE!

MICEXA: -rushes over to Hesony and just. Rests a hand on his arm and squeezes. They need to get the hell out of this situation.-

[[ Once seeing Euphoria fall, the legislacerators that remained were beaten back with the UU's own tenacity and were forced to retreat further into the headquarters, escaping elsewhere to regroup with The Expunger. ]]

KARKAT: OH, AND ALL THAT OTHER SHIT HE SUCCEEDED IN DOING????

DISCIPLE: You are right. 

DISCIPLE: I do not care what he was. 

DISCIPLE: -She throws the bloody claws down. And then drops several of the bloody furs.- 

DISCIPLE: But it doesn't matter now. -Her voice rumbles, hoarse.- 

DISCIPLE: -She shoots a glare at Hesony and Micexa and Euphoria, too. Deep breath through her nose. And then, she lets it go.-

DISCIPLE: -And then she turns, abruptly, her voice rising to a snarl again.-

DISCIPLE: Remember. 

DISCIPLE: When this war is won. 

DISCIPLE: When your side has fallen. 

DISCIPLE: Remember where you stood for the rest of your life.

DISCIPLE: -And with that, she stalks off.-

EUPHORIA: Y ou w ere a lways m uch m ore c ompassionate t han y ou g ave y ourself c reddit f or. -he says under his breath- I f y ou c an't k ill m e...l eave m e h ere.

HESONY: =he's not going to run. That would only solidify his guilt. He doesn't move.= TEREZI: 1 KNOW! 1 KNOW... =shes glancing between Karkat and her former team= 1 KNOW

KARKAT: =he'll argue for you Disciple, he's just. Still flared in the fins, because you guys are fucking nuts and TWO of you he still hates=

JAMES: -says nothing. Only gazing sternly.-

EUPHORIA: Y ou d id e very t hing r ight. N ot t he w ay s he w anted i t.

HESONY: But we did. All of us. Stooping to whatever command she gave us and daring to call it justice when it was anything but. 

HESONY: =He won't say a word to defend himself. Everything the crew said so far was true.=

KARKAT: =He just. Lifts his hands, fists. STEAMING off a frustrated noise Terezi... how much would you hate him if he just. Ate them right the fuck now??=  

MICEXA: ... -She doesn't know what to say. In times like these, it's not so clear. There are too many shades of grey, and how could she possibly make such a call? What choices have they been given, when it all comes down to moments like this one?- 

MICEXA: -The fact is, war isn't made on anything that matters. It's a child's game fought with the tools of adults, the most basic of tenants as right versus wrong. In the end, no one truly wins.- 

MICEXA: \|/e were told to fight or die. 

MICEXA: No one ever told us there could be more.

MICEXA: Hesony...

MICEXA: This isn't in our hands anymore.

TEREZI: =ONE, she'd be too stunned to register hate, and TWO, cannibalism=

MICEXA: The only place I stand... is with my swarm. MICEXA: -looks over at Terezi-

MICEXA: I'm not going to fight what you think is best.

[APPROXIMATELY, there are fifty shades of grey Micexa]

[Just for reference.]

MICEXA: -sudden urge to punch a book somewhere-

EUPHORIA: -he's...taking pride in what micexa is saying. How these three turned out this way he'll never know-

TEREZI: 1....

TEREZI: =They're leaving it up to her? Again?? The last time she decided anything for them, she was an auspistice no longer and their team had been whittled down both in number and will.=

TEREZI: 1 DONT W4NT 4NY MOR3 P3OPL3 1 C4R3 4BOUT TO D13

TEREZI: 1M T3LL1NG YOU NOW TH3R3 1S MOR3

TEREZI: 1 KNOW TH3 3XPUNG3R W4NTS YOU TWO JUST 4S D34D NOW...BUT 1TS NOT MY C4LL

TEREZI: ...

TEREZI: OUR SH1P H4S 4 COUNC1L

TEREZI: WH3N D3C1S1ONS 4R3 M4D3, TH3YR3 M4D3 4S ON3

TEREZI: 1 C4N 4RR4NG3 4 M33T1NG W1TH OUR C4PT41N, BUT...TH4TS 4LL 1 C4N DO

TEREZI: =It's clear her own words are hurting her to say them.=

KARKAT: =😒=

TEREZI: =ilu=

KARKAT: =He loves you too.... that's why he isn't doing more than steaming the water off his body with the heat of his rage=

TEREZI: =😬=

EUPHORIA: A t rial. O f y our o wn.

HESONY: =he just hangs his head. It was better than he expected. At least they had a chance, however small.=

TEREZI: Y3S

EUPHORIA: H a.

TEREZI: 1TS D1FF3R3NT TEREZI: =she glanced over at Sunny and Miss= 1TS HOW W3 W4NT3D 1T TO B3

EUPHORIA: ...V ery w ell.

[[ Among the possessions left behind, and with a little digging, they uncover Dave's pistol and communicator, Mindfang's sword, about 1/3 of Nyalah's weed, Aranea's tablet, and Latula's billy club, skateboard collection, and hoverboard. At least the items people could not part with are all accounted for. ]]()

KARKAT: =LIKE YOU HAVE A CHOICE, but he gathers all these things=

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