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cherri-cherri · 3 years

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× Little moments ×

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Pairings - Sukuna x Dying!Reader

Synopsis - Even with you gone, Sukuna remembers all of the memories of you.

Warnings - Story contains Character Death, possible misspelled words, cursing, and triggers to those who have encountered someone dying from a diseases such as cancer.

A/N: There was a headcanon that I just thought was too juicy to not try out where Sukuna had a lover but they were unfortunately lost to an sickness. So here we go, I hope you all enjoy it.

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It was always the little moments that counted when with the one you loved the most...

"Why do you not run, Woman?", a rough voice said behind her with a slight chuckle following in suit. Before the woman was the vision of death that would no doubt be burned into her mind for the rest of her life. Houses burning down into ashen shambles as the smell of burning flesh lingered in the air. Bodies littered the streets with crows hovering over the corpses for their next meal while screams and shouting could be heard from various survivors and victims caught in the destruction.

Yet as much as the sight of her village horrified her, nothing frightened the woman most than that of the sharp claws hovering over her throat, threatening to pierce into her flesh any moment now. "I said," she felt a small prick as the nail of the stranger's index finger slowly scratched the surface of her skin, "Why do you not run? Why do you not beg..?"

Her breath hitched in her throat, gasping a little but she did her best to not flinch in the man's grasp. "I-I'm doomed to die either way, dying here by your hand would mean no differently..so I am prepared to die", she said, closing her eyes as she braced herself for her untimely end. Hearing a guttural sound coming from the man, the woman was spun around to face him and her fears only grew worse.

Yes, the attack on the village could have possibly be that of bandits or a lone man causing chaos but this was no man. No..it was a monster. Four muscular arms, two faces attached to his head, a second mouth on his lower abdomen...This man was a beast, no..he was a curse. The king of curses, the terror of the land, Ryomen Sukuna.

Seeing the dread on her face, Sukuna let out a satisfied chuckle as he roughly gripped onto her chin. "You mean to tell me you don't fear death, woman?"

"No, no I fear it. I'm frightened of the thought— but I'm dying anyway. I have only a year's worse of time left before this sickness claims me, so what's the difference if it's by your hand or not.." she spoke honestly from the heart, surprising the man before her only a tad bit as she looked down to the gravel below. No one had a cure for her illness, there was no hope at all for it, even a few doctors had told her to prepare a grave in advance just in case her death came sooner than expected. It would be unfortunate but she had made peace with knowing the end was near. And so, she waited once more for whatever gruesome fate Sukuna had for her...only to hear,

"No."

"What?" She questioned, looking back up at the man who towered over her. "This will not be the day you die."

That was the first moment she had encountered the king of curses, the moment he had spared her life. Why he did, she never understood, yet after that faithful encounter, Sukuna always found her. Perhaps he visited her only out of boredom and figured today would be the day he would kill the woman, but no, he never did.

To Sukuna, Y/N was a curious case. At first, she was a mere game to him to keep him entertained for a bit or to gain a meal or two but the more he visited her, the closer he grew to the woman. She would always ask the same question whenever she saw him,

"Is today the day, Sukuna-Sama?" And she would always ask it with such a calm smile on her lips. It irritated him—no, annoyed him that she didn't fear the looming threat of death with each visit he made. What made it worse was how welcoming the girl was to him.

He came to learn things about Y/N. The first was that she was a firm believer in her worship. Even with the motor functions of her legs growing weaker and weaker by the day, the girl would try to make a daily trip to the local temple for prayer. Once, he caught her passed out on the steps to the temple and when questioning her on why she was so desperate to prey, the only answer he received was "It may seem stupid to you but I'm grateful for the life I have, even if it's so short. They've allowed air and life to see and hear and to be here with you..so paying my respects every day is just hope that maybe tomorrow, I get to see you again." And then she smiled to him. That same irritating damning smile...

It strung a place in his chest that he had not felt in a long time. A place he thought was long shriveled up and killed, yet she brought it out. He learned that she loved flowers. Coming to her home once to find her tending to her garden, looking surprised to see him only to greet him like always, cheerful dirt covered smile and all..."Welcome back, Sukuna-Sama. Is today the day?"

Eventually the garden withered away when Y/N couldn't even step through the front door. He saw how almost every day, she grew weaker and steadily weaker. Her beautiful skin slowly dulling away into a pale color, her hair once lush and fine as silk now fallen out and gone, her breaths slow and timid. But she always greeted him with that same way as always..

"Is today the day?"

"Is today the day, Sukuna-Sama"

"S-sukuna..Sama..."

He hated it. He hated that some frail woman was able to make him feel such pathetic feelings. He hated the fact that he grew attached to her and now seeing her slowly become nothing but a husk as every sun sets was growing unbearable.

There were days to where Y/N's condition grew worse, to where when Sukuna arrived to see her, she couldn't remember who he was. Her coughing fits had her spew blood onto her hands and her body ached in pain so much. She was not long for this world and he knew it...he knew it.

"Sukuna-Sama...please, please..." He was above her as she laid in her bed, his hand cover her left one as her right palm caressed his cheek gently "is today..t-the day..?"

His heart felt like it was slowly being grounded up into bits as he started into her eyes. He wanted to say no, he wanted for her to stay just a bit longer in his embrace and yet that wasn't possible. Not in her state. Lifting her hand up to his lips, Sukuna stood up from her knee as a sigh escaped his lips.

"Yes..Today is the day, Y/N."

And there was that same smile as always. Weakly stretching across her cheeks with no malice or anger, not even a single trace of regret. "Oh good...Finally...." closing her eyes, Y/N prepared herself for the end yet again but now knowing this time it would surely come. As Sukuna's nails extended a bit, preparing to end the woman, he heard her last words and froze.

"Thank you, Sukuna-Sama...thank you for these little moments..."

He sat there for God knows how long, staring at her corpse laying there peacefully on the bed with a gaping hole in her chest. Blood dribbled down Y/N's now cold and chapped lips, the warmth in her body now gone as well as the life that once flowed through the empty shell of a body. Resting below his feet was a heart, her heart, no longer pumping fresh blood through her body but instead laying motionless on the wooden floor. She was gone.

She was finally gone and yet this feeling remained. This horrible feeling in his own heart. Those memories of her were constantly playing on loop, over and over again with the same words in his mind.

'Is today the day, Sukuna-Sama'.

He screamed out her name. He yelled it for all to hear, anguish filling his soul entirely as he uttered her name. He cursed her. He screamed out her name so many times and cursed her for placing him through such hell. He cursed her..for being the woman he loved. The woman he grew to love and yet she would never know. Perhaps he truly didnt mean those words, but hoped by cursing her, Y/N would return.

That she would awaken in his arms and give him that same smile he came to love. But no, it wouldn't have been that simple. She wasn't coming back..she wasn't coming back....

A thousand years have gone by and yet those little moments echoed in his mind. As he stood before the grave of his true love in the body of his vessel, he remember those words he said to him before she gave her last breath–

'Thank you..'

"No. I should've thanked you, Y/N. Rest well..."

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[A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this. This is my first fanfic here on tumblr and well, I like it but I want more. I might make more following this concept of a lover of Sukuna, maybe even do little scenes that I wasnt able to add here in the fic.

I'm open for asks and requests of Characters from jjk like Sukuna, Gojou or Megumi to which I'll make a post about later. Feel free to Message me with any questions on it if you like or follow for an update down the line. Thank you guys and again and please like/reblog this. See you in the next fic -🍒]

#sukuna x reader #Ryomen Sukuna #Jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader

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queenoftheworldisdead · 3 years

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Note: Inspired by @sapphirescrolls https://sapphirescrolls.tumblr.com/post/633710107595767808/i-had-an-obnoxious-encounter-whilst-driving-so-ya

Summary: Going home there is always traffic.

Warning: bondage, forced sex, non consent, kidnapping

Dark Thor x reader

It felt like you had been stuck in the car for over an hour. It was so infuriating that one lane could clog up traffic so badly.Throwing your head back on the seat you start to stare aimlessly at the taillights in front of you.

Incoming traffic rushed by, but out going was yet again a drag. You could've sworn the construction workers were just fucking about instead of working. If there were any other options as a home route you would have taken it, but unfortunately there wasn't one.

Since the weather had been unusually fair you decide to roll the windows down.

"Hey Siri, play my rush hour playlist" you call out to your cell.

The robotic voice came alive on your command, changing from the radio to your music. Tapping your finger on the steering wheel in time with the beat you sing to yourself while sitting through this slow torture.

"HEY!" Someone called out. Checking your rear-view you scanned to see if someone behind you was trying to get your attention. From what you saw the driver behind you seemed to be on his phone so maybe you were just hearing things.

"HEY!" Even with the music blaring that voice pierced through.

Scanning all around this time your eyes land on a giant of a man in an orange safety vest and hard hat. One of the road workers was waving his hands in the air trying to signal you. Scrunching your brow you look at him curiously. His bright smile was certainly infectious as he began dancing when your attention was focused on him. He was surprisingly on beat, but the sight of it was so goofy you had to laugh and the more you watched goaded him to do more.

*HONK HONK HONK

"Okay, okay" you say to the car behind you even though they couldn't hear you. Turning your focus back on the road and get in gear. He had distracted you so much that you hadn't noticed traffic move on a bit. Without giving him another glance you drive onward to home.

The construction on the road had been going on for over a month and you truly couldn't tell what they were working on out there. At least it never hindered you going into work. As you passed the closed lane in the morning you would glance over at the abandoned equipment while you wait at the light to change colors again.

When you were in the office your days were filled with meeting after meeting. The first one was just about to start and you were the only one in the conference room. Walking over to the window you watched the construction workers start their day along the outstretched roadway.

"Hey Y/N, you coming to lunch with us tomorrow?" Cathy's voice broke you from your trance at the window.

"What's going on tomorrow?"

"Tiffany is having a going away lunch. It's going to be at Zoe's kitchen since it's just right across the street"

"Ugh I hate that place, but I will go."

Moving from the window you take the seat next to her at the conference table. "Do you take Woodway avenue to go home?" You ask the curly haired accountant as she opens her laptop.

"I used to, but the traffic has been so bad." She answered. "I normally go over to Sam's since it's the other way. By the time I leave there traffic is normally cleared out."

"Oh, wow. How long has this been going on?" You integrate her.

"I had been dropping hints to him for a while, then one late night a few weeks ago"Cathy's mysterious grin spread on her lip.

"Cathy! In the office" you try and lower your voice after the shock. She only shrugs while you shake your head in disapproval. "Any who I was sitting in traffic yesterday and heard someone shouting. I look over to see this road worker shouting at me then he starts dancing like a fool."

"Was he cute though?"

"That’s besides the point"

"So he was cute then...Next time take a picture I wanna see this construction hottie" she jokingly asked as more people started to file into the conference room.

When you got into your car at the end of the day you were happy to leave, but not excited about what lay ahead. Your gas indicator was dangerously low today and you cursed yourself for not filling up your tank last night. You knew it was enough to get home, but the gas at the station a few blocks from here was cheaper than the one by your apartment.

As the dead lock breaks to allow you to drive more than a few inches you signal so that you can get over in time to reach the station.

Pulling in you parked in front of the pump. The tank was on the passenger side so you walked around, popped the cap and grabbed the hose.

The bell on the gas station door chimed behind you. Spilling from the doors a group of road workers presumably on break or grabbing snacks for their journey home. Your head reflexively turned towards the noise then your eyes locked with the golden haired goofball from yesterday. When he saw you his face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"Hey!" he shouted and waved at you excitedly dancing his dance making you snort. When your hear the click from the hose you turn away. Pulling out the nozzil you put it away and walk to get back into your car. Glancing up you spot him looking back at you, waving goodbye as he and his group walk over to a large red pickup truck. You wave back then startup reluctantly ready to sit through this traffic jam again.

In the rear-view you spot the massive truck he got into. It trailed a few cars behind, but it wasn't hard to miss.

Even after you broke free of the jam it seemed to be heading in the same direction as you. To ease your mind you drive into McDonald just before your turn off point. It was another late night of coming home and cooking for yourself wasn't going to happen.

After you placed your order through the speaker you see his car pull in too.

You are just being paranoid. He is probably hungry. You're overthinking things.

Paying for your food you then leave and speed on toward your street. Peeking at your rear-view you spot his truck again in the far distance.

Calm down. This is a popular road a lot of people take this route.

Shaking off the paranoia as you spot your street sign. Signaling you pull into the turning lane. As you waited at the light you watch as the truck gets closer, but the light turns green before you can see if he gets into the same lane. Turning on your street you breathe a sigh of relief when you saw it kept going straight instead of turning down your road.

The next day lunch came around before you knew it. Leaving your desk you go and grab Cathy. When you do she's shamelessly flirting with her new office bae, Sam.

"You ready to go or..." You ask leaving enough space for innuendo as you poke your head in through Sam's office.

"Yes, yes" Cathy turns to you pouting. "I'll see you tonight" she pecked him on the cheek before heading to the elevator with you.

Exiting the office you two head out toward Zoe's, chatting about the usual office gossip. The bustling sound of the road work buzzed around your office building. The walk to Zoe's would be brief, but noise and the smell of tar had you regretting the choice to go out for lunch.

"Oh my gawd there he is" you point in the direction of the statuesque blonde currently jack hammering the road. In his bright orange vest you could see pools of sweat seep through. His sleeves clung to his toned arms, his muscles flexed as the machine pounded and you wondered what the rest of him looked like underneath.

"Oh damn" Cathy exclaimed practically drooling at the sight of him. You had to nudge her ribs to stop her from staring.

The pedestrian light turned green as you two approached allowing your little group to cross the street. As your pumps hit pavement you heard his distinct call. Cathy turned her head to look before you did. When your eyes landed on him, he did his little dance this time adding in a crotch grab then blowing you a kiss. The shock of the lewd gesture had you both scrunching your faces in disgust before turning away and continuing on. He shouted at you more but you refused to give him anymore attention.

You checked your traffic app to see if there was anyway to avoid Woodway, but all the road lines were colored red. Signaling that they would be just as bad as going around.

Instead of sitting in traffic again you decided to stay in the office later. Spending an hour in the office sounded better than an hour in traffic.

You passed the time shooting off a few emails, scheduling a few client meetings and reading through some paper work you had put off earlier in the day. Checking your watch after all that done you were satisfied that enough time had passed so you pack up to leave.

Pulling out of the parking garage you were relieved that traffic had indeed cleared up. Though it was late you were tired of fast food. With all the road work you found it easier to get drive through than cook. Breaking from routine you head to the grocery store.

Walking down the various aisles while you load up your cart. The smell of fabric softener wafted through the air. The fragrant smell reminding you that you were running low on detergent.

Going down the aisle you find your favorite brand and smell the clean scent of the box.

"Hey!" The familiar voice of the construction worker startled you causing you to drop the box of detergent on the floor. "Oh sorry" his accent caught you off guard as well, he had only ever said one word to you before this point. Walking up closer as you bent to pickup the box.

"It's OK." As you rose to straighten. Your eyes roamed his stature you noticed he held a case of beer in one hand and his cell in the other. From the distance in your car you had thought he was tall, but now as he stood so close you had to crane your neck to meet his gaze.

"I just want to say sorry for the other day...I was trying to do that Michael Jackson dance and well..." He trailed off.

"That's what that was?" You cocked a brow at him. "Michael would probably roll over in his grave if he knew." You playfully kid him. He erupted with such laughter you were slightly embarrassed at the volume.

Clutching the detergent close to your chest you take one step back while he took one step forward. He stopped laughing and just smiled down at you.

"My name's Thor"

"I'm Y/N"

There was a thick silence that fell before you spoke again. "Well, I should go" you move your cart and start to push it away.

"You're checking out right me too" his smile was so infectious, but you couldn’t match his energy.

He followed beside you as you made your way to the checkout line. His presence almost suffocating as he walked quietly next to you.

He waited behind you in line and you thanked your lucky stars there wasn't anything embarrassing in your cart this time around. When the cashier finished you waved him goodbye and walked off as fast as you could, but he caught up to you before you could exit the automatic doors.

In the dim light of the parking lot his pickup truck stuck out like a sore thumb in the distance. Luckily it was on the opposite aisle from yours.

"Sooo news on when that road might be fixed?" You try and break the awkward silence.

"Oh I don't know. I just do the work they don't tell me anything" he answered rubbing the back of his neck.

"Well, I guess I will see you tomorrow" you say as you approach your car. Waving goodbye you separate and push your cart to the back of your car. He looked like he wanted to say something more, but you had already started on your jaunt to the trunk.

Loading the car you peer over to see Thor in his truck lit by the light of his cellphone through his windshield. After closing the trunk you hop in the car. Starting the car you ready yourself to back out.

*POP

"What the fuck?" You exclaimed as your car gyrated in a peculiar manner. A worried crinkle rested on your forehead as you contemplated the obvious.

Putting the car back in park you take your phone and get out to examine the tires. The front driver side was fine, but when you walked to the rear the back was tattered and flat. Bending down you look for what could have caused such damage.

"You okay?” Thor boomed from behind you. His branch of an arm resting on his open window as he watches you bent over examining the flattened wheel. His truck now parked beside yours.

"Yeah, just a flat." You reassured him. You unlock your phone and lookup triple A while Thor hops out of his truck. "I have someone coming it's fine Thor" you try and wave him off, but he doesn't leave. Thor's arm wraps around your waist pulling you flush to his chest. Your phone drops from the surprise embrace. "What the hell are you doing?" You shout at him while digging your nails into his arm as you try and pry free.

He didn't answer you and the more you struggled the tighter his hold seemed to be as he inched closer to his vehicle. Thor opened the back door of his truck with one hand as you fought to get out of his other. Your feet lifted from the ground as he brought you up and tossed you in. When your back hit the leather of the seat you rise on your elbow and scurry backwards until your back hit the opposite window. Turning to open that door Thor yanks your ankle so hard that your entire body lays flat along the cushion again.

You somehow free your ankle and kick over a tool box behind the passenger seat in the process. The contents spilling in and out of the truck. The next kick landed in the center of his chest, but he catches it right before its impact.

"This isn't funny Thor let me go!" You demand. Thor ignored you and proceeded to pull off your shoe. Once removed he then tosses it over his shoulder.

His eyes stayed laser focused on you while he placed kisses on the top of your foot then trailed them gently down your leg. You try freeing yourself from his clutches again until Thor stopped. You watched on as he opened his mouth wide on your thigh then sinking his teeth into your meaty flesh. You whale loudly from the pain then shoot forward to grab a fist full of hair. Pulling it as hard as you can until his hands encircle your wrist. Pushing them together he holds them with one hand while the other digs through the mess of tools on the floor.

"You know you were always the highlight of my day?"

Your eyes grew wide at the sight of the thick white plastic strips. Twisting and thrashing under him he only scoffs at your attempts. Looping the zip tie around your wrists then around the handle of the back door. The tightness of the restraints only increased as you struggled, your fingers starting to tingle at the loss of circulation.

"Construction was actually supposed to be finished a long time ago, but I made sure to get the project delayed."

Hovering over you once he locked you in place his once infectious smile turned sinister. Lowering himself back down his meaty palm glided up and down your exposed thigh. Pushing your skirt past your waist he starts to pull your panties down as your legs continue to flail. Catching your knees with his hands he forces your knees to bend so that he could comfortably wedge himself in-between.

"You don't have to do this. You don't have to do this" your words were filled with panic and fear. There was nowhere to move as his head lowered down.

"Wait, wait. I have money. Just in my purse" you sob. "Thor your a nice guy please, donnnnnnnnnnn't" your whiny sobs did nothing to stop his assault.

He flung your panties out of the door and stared at your folds before lowering himself further. His hot breath sending shivers up your spine.

He hummed as he flattened his tongue on your folds. Your hips bucked involuntarily when he sunk his tongue inside you.

Dipping it in and out causing a moan to spring from your lips. No matter how hard you begged he did not relent it was as if your protests urged him on. Holding your legs apart you felt his fingers dig into you. The pain of his grasp and the overwhelming sensation of his tongue drove you mad.

"Oh sweetheart you taste so sweet." He said pulling back from your panting form.

Your shirt was still tucked in your skirt so Thor haphazardly pushed it up and out. Moving the fabric halfway up your neck to expose your breast. When he pulled down on your bra a strap broke.

"Sorry about that" Thor chuckled as he took both breast in his hand, pushing them together then began kneading them like dough. He hissed as he played with you as your protest fell on deaf ear.

Moving his head down to your chest Thor rubbed his course beard harshly over your breast. Inhaling each deeply before trailing kisses all around the top. His hands released your breast and you watched on in horror as he tossed his shirt, pushed his pants down his waist along with his boxers.

"No no no" you cry out as Thor pushed up almost level with you. The weight of him almost crushing your chest. His hand clasped your chin and forced your head forward to face him when you tried looking away.

"I am going to make you so happy Sweetheart"

The back door remained open as he pressed the head of his cock into your mound. Feeling the pressure of him pushing into you Thor devoured your lips before you could let out another cry for help.

Thor took his time as he eased into you. His tongue invading your mouth as you felt him stretch you. He smelled of sweat and tar. His hair cascaded over you while his hands roamed your body. Squeezing and pinching on your fatty flesh so hard that your body jerked and jolted.

Thor's speed increased as time went on and you felt your pussy grip and hold him. Betraying you to take pleasure from his forceful violation. His cock plunged deeper and deeper as your cries turned to heavy mewls. He pulled away from your lips with a deep groan.

"That's it Sweetheart" he praised as your cunt gripped his cock repeatedly. "Mmmmmmm Fuck shit!" You came around his cock unwantedly while he continued to praise you for being such a good girl for him.

Your pussy grew wetter as you stayed at the mercy of his control. Thor moved to plant one hand on the window and snuck the other under your ass. When he gripped your cheek hard your back arched and the move allowed him to sink deeper into you. The truck rocked as he fucked harder into you. "Hear how wet you are for me." His cock ravished you, stretching you beyond your limits.

"MMMm shit!" You exclaimed as you came again around his pounding cock. As your cunt squeezed his dick you felt his cock begin to twitch inside of you. Then a warmth overflowed inside your convulsing pussy. Thor's hold would surely leave bruises as he dug into you. As a warmness bloomed in your core he stilled himself and as it leaked out he plopped down on top of you, crushing you under his weight, you felt his seed seep out of you.

After another few minutes he got up and off you. Putting on his discarded shirt and pulling up his pants. He slid out of the back seat closing the door leaving you still bound.

You heard him pop the trunk of your car and the familiar sound of plastic bags. It took a while before he reappeared at the drivers door and got in.

"All right I moved your groceries! Let's go home we both have work tomorrow." He said then started the trucks engine and set off out of the parking lot.

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art-i-know-yes · 3 years

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HIHIHIHIHI IM LITERALLY GOING TO CRY BECAUSE I CAN'T GO HOME RIGHT NOW BUT LIKE IM GOING TO WATCH IT TONIGHT MAYBE IT'LL DRIFT INTO TOMORROW BUT LIKE IMMA DO IT. IM SO EXCITED AND SCARED I DUNNO WHAT IMMA DO AND THATS ABOUT IT. RIGHT NOW I HAVE TO WAIT AN HOUR AT LEAST AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

*2 1/2 Hours later*

AAHHHHHH

DNDADDIES FINALE

I have a headache but irrelevant

Radiolab is very close to death

Byebye Lance

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OH U SLVT

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"Actually uno reverse"

WE GON DO THE NECK

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"He's taking a big sip of water"

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A 9 PLUS A 20

I think that was the most confident Beth has been about any spell

Fvck whoever dad killa is

We should take care of like the NUKE right

OOOOHHHHHHHH FVCK ANTHONY

"You hear the 3 different colored wires"

NATURAL 1 ON M O R A L E

BYEBYE LANCEALOT

LETS GET REVENGE

Down to 80 bvtchboi

Of course slow-mo

AHHHHHHH FAILED DISSONANT WHISPERS

AHHHH SO SMART GLENN FREDDY

Suddenly Ron's head just pops up

AHHHHHH IT'S WHAT WE WANTED ALL ALONG

The nuke

16 plus 7

WHAT DID HE DO

MCFVCKIN PARDON

They gotta book it

It would be so hilarious if he actually meant Nick Jr.

Very unsexy

SPIRIT SHIELD AGAIN

BARTHOLOMEW

Whoops

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Noooooo. YESSSSS

THERE'S STILL A NUKE

These ads damn

I'm only listening to these ads because I'm nervous

AUTUMNNNNNN

DARRYLLLLLL

Can you polymorph him

My heart

He sure has

Bye kids love ya! That's the best thing

Gasp in scared this isn't good? This is GASP

WIVES? GUNS? SWORDS? WAAAAHHHHHH? AHHHHHH? NAKED?

HUMAN GUNS

It was the other way

This is great

"Cop sized"

Thanks Freddy

They might not make it

THE ROAR OF A TIGER

The noise I just made

"NO... I was AMAZING"

What are you doing

"Vwhere's the nuke! Wvhere's the nuke! If you have an insult, I have a rebuke!" This bomb will go kaboom! I love so much

IT'S THE DISNEY CASTLE

"I learned that one from Satan"

"Dad Max Daddy Rouge"

I'm literally going to have a stroke over these ads

Imma need better help after this

"The servants can poor wine"

Disappointing Henry

Thank fvck

DID NICK GO THROUGH THE PORTAL

Love that

You piece of shvt Dad Killa wtf

HOT SAMANTHA

AWWWWWWWW "Hi Ronny" "Hi Sammy"

AAHHHHHHHHH HELL YAH

That was tense for no reason

FVCK U BVTCH OCEAN SALT SPRAY

That LINE Henry

"I use smugness as a self defense mechanism"

DUMB BVTCH

Hell yeah

Wtf happened to Bill

CERN BABY U MIXED EMOTIONS

Another nod

EPILOGUE SCENES

Naked crying crystal hugs

Now THAT'S a long story

Wear a skirt Ron

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ROUGEEEE

I love that so much for you Darryl

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AWWWWWWW

Everybody's ducked to the ground

"Honestly yeah"

Every other weekend he hangs with Satan

I'm going to kill myself that hurt me emotionally Jimmy

"It was an honor"

HELL YEAH AUTUMN

Mmnnnhhhh

"His ex? wife"

It wasss

Awww not the slow version

"Played..."

Straight called out

BANANA BOIS

Awwwwwwwwwwwwww TJ and Grant

Aww does he still hate him

PARDON

WHAT HENRY IS WHAT

AHHHHHHH THIS ISNT GREAT

Ok season 2 ummm

OH AND THAT'S THE END OK OOF

WELL I LOVE THIS SHOW AND UM WILLY IS A BVTCH TO THE END

I mean Lark seems like he regrets it at least????Sparrow's crying, Henry is still worried and isn't angry.

Well guess I'll go do my homework now.

With the end of THAT, thanks to everyone who liked my stupid rants that I used to process this show

#you could and should absolutely ignore this #random rambling #dndads #dndads spoilers #dungeons and daddies spoilers #dungeons and daddies #MAJOR OOF

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kimthwariru · 3 years

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Another Day

Jungkook x Reader

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It was now 10:48pm and you were looking around to find May. Last time you saw her she was with a couple of girls and Hoseok laughing at something Hoseok had just said. You on the other hand, spent some time with Felix, Mina and a couple of Mina's friends from their department.

As you searched and searched for May, you thought that going to May's car to watch your TV show was not an option anymore. Thank god the house seemed to have more than enough rooms. So you decided to quickly head upstairs and watch your show there instead. It would only take an hour, so you hoped no one would notice. The second floor's hallway was huge, you walked and walked until the end of the lengthy hallway, and opened the door to your right. You chose that room because you thought no one would even bother going in there, since it was so far ways from the rest.

Greeting you was a gray and white painted room. Interesting choice of colors. You noticed a couple of guitars hanging from the walls, and a pick-up on the night stand. Clearly, whoever owned this room was into music. Across the bed there was a huge bookcase filled to the brim with books. Some looked new, other looked like they were 100 years old. You took a minute to appreciate the aesthetic of the room, before sitting down on the bed opening your phone, patiently waiting for the show to start.

Minutes later the room's door opened. And Holy fuck. It's freaking Jungkook. Such a fucking movie this is.

He eyed you from top to bottom. His usual smirk painted on his attractive face. "Whoah y/n, seems like you are interested in my sex life after all."

You froze. "What-What do you mean? What are you even doing here?"

He chuckled. "What am I doing in my room?"

His room? Of all the fucking doors, and you just had to choose Jungkook's damn room? "Sorry, I didn't know, I was just-"

"Oh don't tell me you were waiting for someone, because I'll get really grossed out" he closed the door behind him and walked towards the bed.

"No- I was actually-"

"Good then." He sat down next to you, gently tacking a strand of hair behind your ears.

You shiver at his touch. "I'll just go somewhere else, ok?"

He quickly grabbed your hand "Why did you come here in the first place?"

"I- well, there's this show, the first episode of the second season airs in a few minutes and- well, I didn't want to miss it..."

Jungkook gave you an enigmatic look "Fight for us...?"

Your eyes widened. "You know the show!? How! I mean that's awesome, but like, I didn't think someone like you would like it"

"Someone like me?" He chuckled

"You know what I mean. That show is kind of...well your crowd would call it lame."

"Didn't have you for a girl who believed in stereotypes"

"Yeah you're right…” To be honest, Jungkook did not fit in to any stereotypes. If you would've met him and had to judge him based on his appearance and the way he talks to girls, you would 100% think he was a 2 brain cell asshole who only cared about the way his car and his hair looked. Even tho it pains you to admit it, he is far different from that. Yeah, he is an annoying know it all, but at least he is educated on a broad spectrum of subjects, even though his opinions are very questionable, at least he has something more going for him other than just being a girl chasing celery. “Do you maybe… wanna watch it now?” You say without thinking about it and you regret it almost instantly

Jungkook's face looked up at you. "Are you asking me to Netflix and Chill with you?" He raised an eyebrow. Just when his image started getting better in your head, he has a way of completely destroying everything.

"What?No! I just-"

"Relax princess, I'm joking." He got up and pressed some kind of grey looking button next to his bed. Suddenly, a Tv Slowly appeared from the ceiling. Man this boy sure had money. "Sadly, I'll have to watch the episode tomorrow, I only came here to grab my car keys. But you can stay in my room all you want. Of course, if I see a single of my books missing I will haunt you down.." he chuckled.

For once, Jungkook looked a lot more human than usual, his body language was less tense, it almost felt like he was comfortable with being in his room alone with you.

"You sure it's okay? I mean, it's your room..."

Jungkook padded you on the shoulder "Relax y/n. Watch as many episodes as you like. I won't be back before morning anyway"

"The morning? Why? Where are you going?"

Jungkook smiled at you. The fact that you asked that was indeed a bit odd. "Curious?"

"No, I was just asking you know-"

"Going over to a friends house. Very, very good friend she is." He took a step closer to you, still that annoying smile on his face. Of course Jungkook was going to some girls house, no surprise there. "Unless, well.... If you wanted me to stay I could just say I got sick..."

You swear you could feel your cheeks burn. What was Jungkook even thinking? His little jokes are going too far. "Have fun, I'll just watch one episode and go so don't worry"

Jungkook shook his head and clicked his tongue "You're weird y/n, not one girl has rejected me twice before" he chuckled.

"Oh I'm sure you'll get over it" were the last words you told him that night.

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#bts smut #jungkook smut #bts #kim taehyung #bts fanfic #jungkook fanfic

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toutallyahoe · 4 years

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Want And Need ~ Gavin Reed (DBH)

requested by: --

pairing(s): gavin reed x male reader, tina chen x male reader

warnings: cursing, drinking alcohol, angst, unrequited love

a/n: this had been in my drafts for months or 2018 to be more accurate lmao and now i finally finished it asfahaksjad anyways, been awhile since i written for dbh

and some... uhh... stuff

so enjoy! :D

"What? You're going already?" Tina couldn't help but chuckle as she nodded her head, sending her brunet friend a smile as she stood up from the chair she sat.

"Yeah," Tina said as she then shrugged when Gavin sent her an annoyed look. "Wish I could hang more but [Name] wanted to take me out for dinner."

Gavin rolled his eyes at the black haired woman turned her head to the doorway to see the said male she was talking about with the brunet detective. [Name] was leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed on his chest. A small grin on his lips as he saw Tina spotted him.

"And speak of the devil, there he is now," Tina had laughed as she gave a small wave from the [Hair color] haired male who sent her a grin.

"Hey, you two!" [Name] had joyfully greeted as he approached the two. [Name] slung his arms around both the twos' neck as he peck the black haired female's cheek and then sent Gavin a smile. "Missed you guys so much!" The [Hair color] haired man had chuckled as Gavin let out a groan as he drank his drink.

"Speak of the devil indeed," Gavin had groaned as he sent a small glare at the other man who only chuckled while the female grinned.

"Awe, you didn't missed me, Gav?" Gavin rolled his eyes as he saw [Name] pout.

"Miss you? You gone was the best hours of my life," Gavin huffed as he then continued on. "And stop calling me "'Gav,' damn it!"

Tina couldn't help but chuckle as [Name] had his arms retracked back towards him, freeing the two. "Now, now boys. Stop being six year olds and make up," Tina had teased as Gavin sent her an annoyed glare.

"Fuck off, Chen," Gavin spat as the said female laughed as the [Hair color] haired man had ruffled Gavin's hair who in turn cursed him then.

"Anyways," [Name] had trailed off as he raised his wrist to looked at his watch. "We better be going now, love," [Name] had finished as he turned his gaze to Tina and lovingly smiled when he saw her nodded her head and took her coat from the chair beside her.

Softly smiling, Tina looked back at the brunet sitting beside her who raised his glass and drank the alcoholic contents. Patting the male's shoulder as she bid her good bye. "Well, we gotta go, Gav. See you tomorrow at the precinct!" Tina had said as she walked towards the door's of the bar, turning her head to see [Name] patting Gavin's back and bid his good bye as well.

"Don't drink too much, Gavin," [Name] had said as he sent the brunet detective a small smile.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now go and have a fun," Gavin had said as he shooed the [Hair color] haired man away, sending a smirk as he did. "Not too much fun, though!" He had hollered which caused [Name] to chuckle with a faint blush on his cheeks and had Tina yelled Gavin's name in disbelief as she then laughed and flip him off. The said male merely returned the gesture with a grin.

"Have fun you two!" The brunet bid as he saw [Name] had began walking towards Tina who waited for him in the entrance of the pub. Their hands intertwined then when the [Hair color] haired man had finally arrived beside the asian female as they then walked out the club together. Leaving behind Gavin who's smile faded as he watched the two.

The brunet turned his gaze in front of him as his hands clutched the glass on his hands hard as he grit his teeth. He then emptied the contents of alcohol from his glass by downing it in one go. The acidic taste of alcohol going down his throat as he slammed the glass on the counter.

"Jim! Get me more!" Gavin had ordered as the bartender only nodded his head and did what the brunet had said. Filling Gavin's glass with whiskey as the male had then immediately drank it. "Another!"

Drunk out of his ass, Gavin was now on his apartment where he sat at the red velvet couch and groaned out from the pain he was feeling with his head aching. "Fuck, I shouldn't have drank to much," Gavin had muttered to himself as he rubbed his temple. The brunet already regretting his choices as he sat there.

Gavin let out huff and was about to sleep on the couch when a meow beside him had took his attention. Turning where his cat was, the feline had merely looked at their owner almost judgingly as they then went back to laying comfortably beside the drunk male.

Gavin stopped rubbing his aching head and just stared blankly at in front of him. A sigh left his lips. "God... I'm such a fucking mess..." Gavin muttered to himself as a frown on his lips, wondering how he came to be.

"Oh right, it was with him..." The brunet had softly said as he remembered what happened a few days back.

"Saturday, six o'clock at my place?" [Name] had said as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. A small, nervous smile on his lips as the female in front of him giggled.

"Sure thing, [Name]," Tina said as she punched the [Hair color] haired man's shoulder. "Better be fun," Tina giggled as she saw [Name] sent her a beaming smile.

"Trust me, I'll make sure it will be."

Not to far away from the two, Gavin turned around and began walking away. Passing by a trash can where he immediately threw the movie he had bought for their hang out, he gritted his teeth as his vision began to blur. The scene replaying on his mind made his heart clench in pain.

"The fuck was I fooling?" The brunet had muttered to himself as his hands balled into a fist. His knuckles turning white from the action.

"Of course he wouldn't fucking like me like that way," Gavin weakly chuckled to himself as his vision blurred a bit from the upcoming tears that were threatening to fall down his face. "Who was I fooling...?"

Gavin gritted his teeth as he remembered that awful memory. The memory where he was ready to tell what he felt to the [Hair color] haired man only to see him asking another friend of his out for a date.

'The worst part was I didn't even got a fucking chance.' The brunet male grit his teeth as his vision began to blur. Gripping the hem of his shirt as he felt his heart clench at remembering the sign him was pinning onto her and the black haired female doing the same.

"God... I'm such an dumbass..." Gavin said to himself as he bit back the sob threatening to escape his lips. His heart clenched painfully from realizing he never, truly had a chance.

"Oh my fucking God! Reed what the fuck?!?" The [Hair color] haired man had screamed as he was on the ground, drenched with the warm coffee he was drinking awhile ago. The brunet merely laughed at the [Hair color] haired man as he clutched his stomach from the pain of laughing too much.

"O-oh my G-god! You s-should've seen your f-face! Priceless!" Gavin rasped out as he wiped a tear from his eyes, having the time of his life the brunet was. [Name] merely rolled his [Eye color] eyes in annoyance as wiped the coffee off his face.

"Yeah, yeah, it was fucking hilarious. Thanks asshole," [Name] had said as he sent the still laughing male a glare. Gavin only sent him a wink as he walked away laughing.

"You love this asshole though!" The brunet had shouted as he walked out the break room to go and get the [Hair color] haired man an extra shirt to wear since he was drenched with the coffee he was drinking awhile ago.

When Gavin had returned with the extra shirt, he saw the new female recruit helping out his friend and partner. The brunet frowned a bit when he saw the female giving the [Hair color] haired man a smile as the male seemed to be flustered a bit. As he watched the two exchange words, Gavin felt really bad about something.

"Hi, I'm Tina Chen." The female, Tina, had said with a smile on her lips as she held her hand towards the [Hair color] haired man who grinned as he grabbed and shook the black haired female's hand.

"Nice to meet you officer Chen. Name's [Name] [Last name]."

Gavin forced himself to try and forget the memories of him pinning over his friend. He tried to desperately forget about them but it always came back. Haunting the brunet in a never ending cycle.

'This was so unfair. So fucking unfair.' Gavin thought as the tears fell down his eyes. Looking at his ceiling, the brunet detective remembered [Name] being so happy when he told the news his date with Tina went well.

Gavin remembered [Name] smiling so happily as he told him that he was in love with the female officer. That this was the first time he felt so strongly with someone.

"I never stood a chance," Gavin weakly chuckled to himself. "How fucking pathetic," Gavin continued as he cried.

Gavin Reed wanted [Name] [Last name]. His partner in crime (both literally and figuratively), his best friend. But he can't have the [Hair color] haired man as when Gavin wanted him— Tina Chen, a friend and fellow officer, needed [Name]. The two were made for each other and they both made each other happy.

The brunet detective remembered Tina being more optimistic in the DPD precinct. More happy to go to work and would come towards him to ask questions on [Name]'s likes and dislikes. The [Hair color] haired man's hobbies and what he looks for a significant lover.

Gavin saw that Tina was making an effort with the courting [Name] was doing for her. Doing things for the [Hair color] haired man aswell like surprising [Name] with his favorite foods or having movie dates in their day offs.

Gavin saw they were making their relationship worth it and he couldn't help but feel happy for them both. No matter how much it hurts him— Gavin Reed merely wanted the [Hair color] haired man. While Tina Chen needed [Name].

And that's where Gavin knew the difference between want and need.

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ackernuts · 3 years

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WHERE.[Erwin Smith x Daughter Reader]

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝘈𝘥𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘍𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘌𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘹 𝘈𝘥𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘋𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴(𝘀): 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 1953 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴

It was a normal pleasant day for the Survey Corps. It's had been almost a month since they've returned from rescuing Eren and the fleeing of the traitors, Reiner and Bertoldt and been a few weeks after Historia had been crowned.

The Corps had been back on operation again after defeating Historia's father's Titan.

While most are now focusing on coming up with a plan to retake Wall Maria after Eren successfully obtained the power of Titan Hardening, Commander Erwin is on Survey Corps HQ in Trost together with his adoptive daughter, [Name] Smith.

[Name] became a fallen soldier after she lost her eyesight in the first encounter with the Female Titan back in their 57th expedition.

Being visually impaired, she's out of duty but she's to stay in the HQ with Erwin, as per his orders.

That brings us to the present with [Name] clutching at the arm of Erwin for support as they walk towards the messhall where everyone is having dinner.

Upon arriving, the room was bustling with the cheers of the newly recruits who's oblivious of the death trap they just got themselves into.

With a blank face, [Name] ignored all the judging stares of those who doesn't know what had happened to the young ex-corporal. Erwin sat her on her usual seat together with all the higher-ups.

Hanji then helped Erwin to fetch her meal so she can eat and take her medicine. With the two of them out of [Name]'s side and the absence of the other corporal, Levi, mutters of dissatisfaction and belittling from the new cadets rung up to [Name]'s ears.

“Who is she?”

“Why is a useless blind in our ranks?”

“Who does she think she is? Thinking she can survive without a damn sight.”

“She's probably whoring with the commander.”

Having enough of the mutterings of the brats, she stood up and feel her way towards the cadets using her heightened other senses.

“What did you brats just said?” her eerie deep voice with rasp in it echoed across the room, silencing the place.

Smug chuckle of a stupid cadet then break the silence.

“You want me to repeat what I said? Ha! So you're not just a useless blind but also a deaf! Well let me repeat then! You're probably just whoring with the Commander, I mean, what does a useless blind like you doing in our ranks.”

A loud bang was then heard from one corner where the new Levi's squad was sitting, there stood an outranged Jean and Eren.

“You idiot! How dare you talk to the Commander's daughter that way?!” yell Eren with palms clenched into fist and furrowed eyebrows.

“That's a corporal you're disrespecting!” added Jean.

The cadet's smug smirk dropped almost immediately and color starting to drain off of him. The room was silence once again with a pair of footsteps rang up to their ears.

Walking back to the superior's table, Erwin and Hanji placed the trays of foods then turn to the lady standing in front of the recruit's table.

“[Name]? What are you doing?” those words fell into the deaf ears of [Name] and look straight into the cadet's eyes despite not seeing a thing other than total darkness.

“You cadet. I know you're new here in the scouts but you're not new to the military. Is that how you respect a superior?” almost immediately, the boy strung up and salute to [Name].

“You do not only bad-mouthed a corporal but also disrespect the Commander with your filthy mouth. Now receive your punishment, you're to run around the HQ and you are not to stop until I say so. I don't care if you lose your leg running your laps, after all you're not a useless blind in this ranks.” and with so much fright from the (color) haired female, he run outside without a second thought.

With that, [Name] went back to go and eat her dinner with a single thought in her mind and a doubt in her heart.

After dinner, the two then went back to Erwin's office to finish his paperwork.

“Erwin, tomorrow you're going to retake Wall Maria, right?” [Name] quietly asked.

“Yes. Also, good thing you remind me. You are to stay with Commander Shadis as we do the operation.” [Name]'s ears almost burst at her adoptive father's words.

“But Erwin, I can fight too. I can help to retake the wall.” she immediately reply. Stopping abruptly at his daughter's exclaimed, Erwin look at her with wide eyes.

“No.[Name], you're staying here where it's safe. Braun and Hoover is still out there and with Hanji's report about this beast Titan who turns a whole village into Titans, we can't risk you getting injured or worst die in there.”

“But like I said I can fight. I'm still a soldier and ---”

“[Name] you're blind! You're disabled! It's too dangerous out there. I'm doing this to protect you.--”

“So that's how it really is?! It's because I'm useless now because I can't see anymore! Why?! Back when I'm still fine, you wouldn't hesitate to give me mission after mission but now that I'm visually impaired I'm just a rug doll you're going to throw! Is it because I'm not your perfect soldier now?! That without my eyesight I'm just a weak little daisy you can pluck out of the garden?!”

“No! That's not---”

“No! It is! Don't you think I don't know that?! You think I don't know that a lot of people are waiting for me to accept that I'm good-for-nothing now so they can pull the trigger and kill me?! You think I don't know the guns pointed at me every single second?!”

Anger and hurted tears streaming down [Name]'s cheeks and Erwin's eyes filled with regret. Sighing, he walk up to his daughter and put a hand in her shoulder.

“Look, just give me more time [Nickname]. I'll put you back to the battlefield.”

“Don't call me that! Put me back? How?! Are you willingly give me your eyes? You can do that? Can you just stop pretending that you can fix everything with your gamble? Your can't do anything, you're just my adopted father anyway.”

Pain strikes Erwin's heart at the words of his daughter as she feel her way out of the office and into her own room, stumbling a couple of times before entering her bedroom.

_____

After that argument, [Name] locked herself in her room and doesn't even listen to the knock on her door by her father, bidding her a short farewell. Hours had passed and [Name] decided to get off of her bed and get ready to go visit her so-called grandpa, Cadet Instructor Keith Shadis.

Almost four days that the scouts went to retake Wall Maria and now they're back. The heroes of Shiganshina. [Name], received a letter that they found a compatible eye donor and is ready for the transplant, having her missed the return of her comrades.

Two days and the operation was successful. Her then (color except blue) eyes are now bright blue. Upon hearing the news of the operation, Hanji went and fetch the (color) tressed female and had her ride a carriage.

Much to [Name]'s surprise, Hanji hadn't uttered a single word since they took off and to her bewilderment, they stopped into the cemetery especially made for the military.

Her heart dropped at the sight of the regiment, mourning over their fallen soldiers. Frankly, she use her sight to go and look for her father that she dearly missed and hoped to apologized to.

“[Name]... I'm sorry.” she heard Hanji mumbled and ushered her to a certain tombstone where she see the name that made her whole world crumble.

There, written in the tomb is Erwin Smith. The name of the only man who have the courage to raise a meek, bruised little girl who he found on the side of the street. The very man who was so proud of her achievements, the only person who ever believed in her from the very beginning. The only one she will ever be proud to call her father.

Weak legs gave out and she fall into the ground, in front of her father's grave. Hot tears streaming down her cheeks like waterfalls. Her whole body shakes in disbelief at the loss of her beloved family. And to think that she haven't had the chance to apologise for their fight, hell, she haven't said she loved and cared for him for so long since she was six and now, she doesn't have the chance anymore.

“Who?...”

“Who is it?...”

[Name] mutters, eyes widen and lips trembling in every word. The rest of the Levi's squad, Levi and Hanji, stare at her in sympathy.

“Who was it...”

Contemplating to step forward and apologise to the crying lady, Armin ashamedly about to walk up to her when he was stopped by Levi.

“Who is it?! WHO EVER IS IT THAT TOLD YOU, YOU CAN GO WHERE I CAN'T FOLLOW YOU!!” shouted [Name] in anger, sadness and regrets.

The scouts can only hang their heads low in grieve and emptiness.

____

A week after [Name]'s outburst that forced her body to shut down and fell into a short coma. [Name] woke up and she immediately asked to be discharged to stay in her father's office and room. Upon arriving there with Hanji trailing behind her, [Name] all of a sudden, felt her whole body went numb and she fell in Erwin's office floor.

“[NAME]!” Hanji ran up to her quickly and try to assist her.

“I-I...”

“What is it? Those it hurts somewhere?”

“I- Hanji...my legs...I can't feel my legs...Hanji! I can't! My legs! I can't feel my legs.”

“Come on, let's get you back to the infirmary.” She said to the weilling woman and pick her up from the floor and into the infirmary.

“You're physically stable but it seems that you had been traumatized after all the events happened for the past weeks. Especially after loosing someone who's emotionally attached to you, it affects your capabilities to do the things you usually do with that person you always lean on. In your case, it was Erwin.” Hanji explained to the girl who's laying on the bed with a blank expression and an IV bag attached to her wrist.

“So you mean... I wouldn't be able to do the things I usually do with Dad? But... everything... I did everything with Dad. So it means I won't be able to do things even if I can see...”

_____

4 years later

The Titans are all gone and the scouts can finally venture out the outside world, with Eren's father's memories, they're able to go and see the sea that he, Armin and Mikasa always hoped to see.

[Name] is back in her old self as a soldier to make her father even more proud and to not waste the eyes that Erwin had given to her.

Once there, all of them are mesmerized by the beauty the ocean holds. Different things they notice that peaked their interest but two oddly not as hyped as everyone else, Eren and [Name].

Both are just staring off to space and muttering words to themselves.

“Hey Erwin ... Are you seeing this now? I'm sure you do. It's beautiful isn't it?... We're seeing the outside world now. All thanks to you. Ha! And stupid gambles.

I missed you Erwin. Don't worry, you're safe now. You can rest all you want.

I'll... I'll see you later Dad...Soon, I'll get to where you are now.”

The End.

#erwin smith #attack on titan erwin #anime #fanfic #fiction #reader insert #aot angst

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kamosweasley · 3 years

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Won’t you pull me through ? (Fred and George Weasley)

Description : Amber meet her friend Emily to take a tea and they talk about the war and the twins. It’s inspired by the song Trouble by Cage The Elephant.

Word count : 2.2K

Warning : angst, mention of death, torture, scars, death and mental illness.

Lyrics from Trouble by Cage The Elephant are in italics.

Tag list : @memekingofwwiii

After knocking at the door, Emily entered with her brighter smile. It's been a while since she's had the opportunity to see her friend, the last few months have been a mess in the wizarding world with the death of Voldemort and the end of the war. She's doing her best but she's still overwhelmed, although the smile of Amber makes it all go away within a second.

-Hey love.

-Emily ! It's been a long time since the last time I saw you around ! How are you ?

-Pretty good, things are exhausting lately but we have to deal with it. We're in the middle of reconstruction, it's normal that things are moving fast.

-This is a good thing, this terrible year is finally behind us. Do you know how well the reconstruction is progressing at Hogwarts?

-McGonagall supervises, so it's efficient and almost done. She must be a great principal, she is what the students need after the trauma of war.

-I don't even want to imagine the condition that some people must be in, a whole year being tortured by sadistic deatheaters when they were only children …

The two friends sat down at a table to drink the tea Amber had prepared in advance. There is a silence following Amber's sentence, Emily looking at her with a hint of concern. Rare are the people who have not suffered from war and who do not continue to suffer from it today. Some have experienced more painful things than others, such as Amber who was imprisoned and tortured during the war at the Malfoy mansion. It was in the last month before the Battle of Hogwarts, she was able to escape thanks to Dobby, with Luna and Ollivander. Emily hadn't been able to see her before the Battle of Hogwarts a month later, she didn't seem to have experienced all the horrors she told her afterwards. On the battlefield she looked like a warrior determined to win, even at the risk of her life. She was unstoppable, and she survived. They both survived, not everyone was so lucky.

-Now all these assholes are either in jail or dead. My only regret is not being able to get revenge on Bellatrix before Molly killed her. That bitch left awful scars on me, and since they were made with black magic it can't be removed.

-You talk about it like it's nothing, so you feel better ?

-It was hard at first, the first few weeks after the battle I felt like I didn't recognize myself. When I looked in the mirror, I saw a stranger. But it's been getting better for a while, I feel good.

-I’m glad to hear it. You know that everyone is worried about you, you haven't had an easy time of it.

-There are some who have been through worse, I keep breathing and I have resumed a normal life. I think I’m doing well. Doesn't it look like it ?

-You seem peaceful … After what happened

-Can we talk about something else ? This war has already hurt us enough, don’t you think so ?

-Obviously.

A little annoyed, Amber finished her cup of tea, her hands slightly shaking. Nothing impressive, but Emily notices it, which awakens the worry inside her. She doesn't know what to do, maybe she should apologize for bringing it up. Obviously the blonde didn't want to talk too long about it. With a fleeting look in her eyes, Amber tucks a strand of her long hair behind her ear. The room suddenly seems to her empty and hostile, she loves Emily but talking about the war remains something that makes her uncomfortable. She much prefers to talk about the future and all the joyful things that await them. This is what helps her get better, telling herself tomorrow will be better and she always has the people she loves with her. She will be able to live that future with them. A smile appears on her face, speaking of joy she immediately thinks of them. Her two rays of sunshine.

-I have received the new catalog from George and Fred's store. Have you seen it ? It's still so colorful, it's good to see all these colors in this sad world. Wait, I'll show it to you, I think I put it over there.

The blonde leaves the table to rummage through the drawers of her dresser as Emily looks at her. We had talked to her about it but she wasn't expecting it, how is it possible ?

-Oh Amber …

-What ? You already saw it ? You can tell me, I'm just trying to talk about my best friends. Maybe you went to the store not long ago, it's still fantastic isn’t it ? This place exudes a good mood, if I could I would spend all of my days there.

-Did you go back ?

-Of course ! George and Fred wouldn't talk to me anymore if I wasn't their best customer. I love them so much, I'm glad the war doesn't change them. They are still funny and malicious, they always have been. You know, I think people don't realize how wonderful they are.

-I have never laughed so much as with them, they have always been very funny.

-You see ? That's what I said. I grew up with them, we did so many silly things together but we had so much fun !

-I know, you had few problems because of them. They always took you in their pranks, you were driving the professors crazy. They found you calm and studious, they didn't understand why you were doing this.

-Do you know this song ? It says “trouble on my left, trouble on my right, I’ve been facing trouble almost all my life.” That’s on growing with George and Fred. You learn to like problems and to be clever enough to make it good.

-I can imagine. Which song is it ?

-Trouble by Cage The Elephant. You should listen to it one day, it’s really great. It reminds me of my friendship with George and Fred.

-Because they always put you in trouble ?

-Not only that, and to be honest I’ve always loved it. These are the best moments of my life, the three of us always had fun as kids. It's not really the same anymore …

The silence remains, for a moment you can see a shadow on Amber's face, revealing suffering. The mask falls, she has not moved on as she claims, she is still haunted by what happened. We can not say that she is an exceptional case, it was war, but Amber is a special case.

-I miss them, they don’t come often but they’re busy with their shop. Business is running for them, they deserve it. They work so hard for their shop.

-Amber, you know very well that their store has not reopened.

-What the hell are you talking about ? Of course it reopened ! I went there, I helped them put everything back in place.

-It's not possible Amber. The store is still closed, and there is no new catalog.

-But I was there! I know it better than you do, I didn't imagine it ! Were you there to help them with the store ? I don't remember seeing you there, so how can you say it's impossible ? You didn't go back to Diagon Alley ? How can you say the store is closed ? It is not closed !

-Amber …

-IT’S NOT CLOSED ! Damn it, where is this damn catalog !

Now she’s crying, all her body is shaking. Her hands are clenched to the chest of drawers, the white knuckles, she’s so tense. It seems as if the slightest word or gesture could make her explode. Unsure of what to do, Emily gets up and starts walking towards her friend. She wants to comfort her, to tell her that everything will be okay, but that would be lying. It’s been a while now and it's not going to get any better visibly. Yet seeing her like this tears her heart out, she wishes there was something she could do to make her feel better.

-I’m sorry Amber.

-Don’t … Don’t say this, you have nothing to be sorry about.

-We both know isn’t true.

-Why did you come ? I thought you wanted to talk like in the good old days, not that you wanted to bring up all the pain. The war has taken something from all of us, it's time to stop it and take it back.

-Unfortunately it doesn't work like that, we can't take back what it took from us. The dead cannot be brought back to life.

-No one should have died.

They can only agree on this point, this war should not have taken place and it should not have taken so many lives. Emily is standing in the middle of the room, Amber still in front of the dresser but she is almost shaking. The tears are already drying on her cheeks but she doesn't seem to care, she keeps scratching the inside of her right hand with her index. Worries fill Emily's thoughts, she feels like she's screwed up all over the place. She was hoping that she could make things better, make Amber feel better, but she's not worried that she's robbed her even more.

-Please leave, I need some quiet.

The blonde takes a cassette from one of the drawers of the chest of drawers, with red eyes she inserts it into a cassette player. The music begins as she leaves the room with a heavy heart. How did her friend get there ? After closing the door, Emily lets out a sigh. Things are worse than she expected, Amber is still in denial. The real version of the story is much sadder than Amber's version. She really escaped the Malfoy mansion in April after being tortured, she wasn’t that good but it’s the Battle of Hogwarts who makes her fall. She was on a fine line, fighting for her survival and to save her loved ones. She was fighting against her own sanity during the battle, every second, every move, every thought was a step forward. She was winning, seeing a glimmer of hope when Voldemort died. Her first reaction was to laugh at having a hard time breathing, it was over, they had won, she had won. So she ran through the castle to find her two best friends, she had seen them during the battle but was unable to join them at that time. They were finally going to be reunited, to be again the trio they always have been. No matter what they had gone through, they had survived and they will be able to rebuild themself together.

Nobody can imagine the pain that hit her when she saw the two dead bodies on the ground. It was like the blast of an explosion, in less than a second her world collapsed. They were all she had, she has been an orphan for years, an only child, Fred and George were all that mattered to her. Thus broke the spirit of the young woman

-She hasn't progressed since May …

-It can take a long time before she may feel ready to accept the truth. She knows it but she needs to do it all again.

-But how much longer ? She's not going to stay locked up here all her life !

-When she accepts reality and gets over it, she can return to live with her family.

-She has no family left, her parents died years ago and she had no one else. And the twins died too ... I'm afraid she has no family left.

The lyrics of the song can be heard through the door, from what she hears, Emily understands how this music speaks so much to Amber. “My sweet love, won’t you pull me through ? Everywhere I look I catch a glimpse of you.” It must be horrible to lose your two best friends, even more when you think of them as your brothers, your last family. She really lost everything that day, even her sanity.

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“God don’t let me lose my mind.” She sings with this whole heart, eyes closed and serenity filling the room. She knows the lyrics by heart, it became her favorite song because it reminds her of them. When she opens her eyes she faces the twins, sitting at the table. They exchange a mischievous look before looking at her, it's like when they were young. A blink of an eye and they are three children facing each other, mischievous and innocent. Then teenagers, running through Hogwarts to escape Filch, out of breath but having fun. It's only onto the common room they can relax, out of danger. Fred told Amber that it's her turn to do it, so she takes his wand and puts it on the map. Surrounded by his two best friends, Amber open her eyes and as a tear falls, she whispers :

-Mischief managed.

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The Greatest Show

“The Other Side.”

A new 9 part series- all chapters are based on each song from ‘The Greatest Showman’

Characters belong to Pixelberry except MC - Amber Smith-Beaumont

Warnings: Swearing, sarcasm, stubborn Dramber

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Catch up on the previous chapter here

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I was going to do the songs in chronological order, however this song is apt for this chapter.🙌🏼

******

Amber woke up with a slight headache- not knowing if it was due to the jet lag or the full bottle of whiskey she had downed with Drake in such a short time the previous night.

Wrapping herself up in the luxurious duvet, waves of nausea suddenly hit- adding to her misery regarding being here ‘against her own free will.” Amber turned her phone on, as it ‘pinged’ with message after message, notification after notification- she regretted turning it on in the first place. Brett. Brett and his usual abusive threats were many of the messages. After no response from her, the usual apologies began- ‘Baby I’m sorry. I love you, just let me know that you are alright?’ The room began spinning, dehydration was now too obvious to ignore- grabbing a glass of water and painkillers, she had hoped that she would recover even the slightest before seeing Bertrand.

Quickly getting showered and dressing in comfy clothes- she had decided to go for a wander around her new home for the next month or so. Knowing that it was the Derby later on today and that Maxwell had already prepped her outfit, she knew she had time before needing to get ready. Leaving her phone, she text Brett lying saying signal was rubbish.

*****

Maxwell and Bertrand woke up and immediately headed towards Amber’s room. Bertrand had decided to give her a quick refresher lesson to help her ‘fit in’.

Opening the door, she wasn’t there. Bertrand became panic stricken mainly due to his house’s reputation, Maxwell was the opposite- assuming it was due to Brett.

“Where the hell is she? Was she okay when Drake saw her?”

“Yes! He said ‘She’s fine, no need for babysitting. I’ve left her now. See ya tomorrow Beaumont.’ I know Drake is miserable and seems not caring. But he wouldn’t leave anyone alone if they weren’t fine. Well...he may do that to Madeleine or Olivia- but with other people he has a heart under that gruff interior.” Heading two doors down, they knocked on Drakes door- hoping he would give any indication regarding Amber’s state of mind. Opening the door in response to the loud banging, he would berate whoever created this rude awakening.

“Do you know what time it is?” Drake snapped, whilst yawning.

“Yes 7.30. It’s late for me! I’m like the walking and talking alarm clock. Have you heard from Amber?”

“No why would I hear from her?”

“Well you probably have spoken to her more than anyone here. She’s not in her room. I’m worried that she’s runaway to go back to that arsehole.”

“She was fine when I left. We spoke about the states, realised we have a few things in common. One of those things was riding- I said I’d take her for a ride one day. I wouldn’t have left her if she wasn’t okay- mainly due to you two possibly murdering me.” Mainly due to me falling fast for her. I wouldn’t want to see her hurt. “What’s this arsehole done to her anyway? Cheated on her?”

“I wish! No I don’t mean it like that, I meant I wish that was the only thing he has done to her. Do you remember us sneaking off to New York a lot? That’s the reason why- she’d insist to not come but she’s family.”

“Many times myself and Maxwell had tried to convince her to come back. She’s afraid of what he may do next, what more he is capable of. I’m surprised that she’s here now. Maybe if she feels safe here she may stay?”

“I’ll use my persistent charm to convince her.” Maxwell winked at them both.

“I’ll go and look for her. You two look for her as well.” Bertrand exited the room, Drake’s mind was racing - wondering if the two brothers were over exaggerating the facts regarding Amber’s boyfriend.

“What has he done to her Max? She didn’t explain anything to me. I know it’s none of my business and that’s probably why.”

“Black eyes, bruises, broken arm, skull fracture. There’s no getting through to her buddy. I just wish she would find someone who would love her and that would treat her like a princess. I know she’s sarcastic, a bit dim at times- but she’s an amazing girl.” I know Max, she is amazing. That bastard, she doesn’t deserve that. No one deserves that. I’d treat her well. I’d take her on dates, spoil her, love her. She won’t see you in that way Drake, she’s far too good for you- so stop thinking like that. Brett is her boyfriend, and she’s Liam’s suitor. The prince could sway away from Liv, I mean Amber seems so much better than the ice queen. Shaking his head, he left his thoughts locked away- for the mean time.

“Let’s hope she enjoys her time here then, and that you can convince her to stay. Keep her safe. Does he know where you two are from?”

“No. He doesn’t know we are noble. Good job really.”

*****

Amber was in a gaze, walking through the courtyard lost in thought.

“Lady Amber are you lost?”

“Hey ‘Zimmer’. No. Well yes. I just needed some air - to clear my mind. I didn’t want to be a burden to anyone.”

“Remember what I threatened you with ‘suture’. Well if you insist. I’m sure the Beaumont’s are panicking about your whereabouts, Bertrand had a face like thunder.”

“Shit! He’s going to kill me. He’s going to yell at me. I better go back in.”

“And where the hell have you been?” Clearing his throat after seeing Leo, he returned to his usual manners by bowing to the prince. “Your highness.”

“Bertrand for fuck sake just call me Leo.”

“As you wish. Amber you look a mess, you’re one of Liam’s suitors. Get inside now and get ready! I’ll bring you some breakfast up to your room. We don’t have time to dilly dally. You’re a Beaumont act like one!”

Amber mouthed told you to Leo who just laughed. Storming through the doors with Bertrand high on her heels, Maxwell and Drake were waiting in her room after not finding her themselves.

“What are you two doing here?”

“Where have you been?”

“I went for a walk, I’ve got a banging headache- a hangover because of him.” Pointing to Drake, his face dropped knowing he would be in the doghouse with the brothers.

“Hey! I didn’t force you to drink the whiskey. It’s not my fault.” Amber laughed, then the both of them averted their gaze. Maxwell noticed the two of them blushing. Wondering what exactly happened last night between them both. He had noticed that Drake hadn’t been as withdrawn as he usually is since Amber had been there. Believing he was overthinking the situation- he did need to mention something important.

“Amber, he’s been ringing you whilst we’ve waiting here. What’s up?”

“Oh the usual threats. I made my bed Max so I’ll lay in it. Anyway- get out I need to get dressed, I don’t want to give Drake another heart attack. Then we have a Beaumont meeting downstairs, Bertrand is waiting for us.” Using the ‘finger gun’ gesture mimicking a handgun, he knew it was important to get to Bertrand quickly- the sooner this ‘meeting’ was over the better.

*****

Pacing the room, Bertrand was impatiently waiting for his family members to attend. He had spoken to Liam prior, to ask that no one disturbs them.

“Lord Beaumont. Lady Amber. About time that you both arrived. You both need to be punctual with court events. Now we have around an hour before we have to head to the Derby.” Amber rolled her eyes back, whilst Max sniggered- knowing she really didn’t give two damns.

“Bertrand. I know how to be noble. I spent all my childhood summers surrounded by you guys. I’m a good actress don’t worry.”

“Right here, right now. I put the offer out,I don't want to chase you down. I know you see it. You run with me and I can cut you free. Out of the drudgery and walls you keep in.”

“What the hell is that meant to mean?”

“That you can stay here with us, not go back to your hard boring life in New York. So trade that typical for something colorful. And if it's crazy, live a little crazy.... you can risk it all and see”

“Don't you wanna get away from the same old part you gotta play 'Cause I got what you need, so come with me and take the ride. It'll take you to the other side” Max butt in, hoping that she would listen to their plea to stay.

“Okay, my friend, you want to cut me in. Making me a fake princess, a noble. Well I hate to tell you, but it just won't happen. So thanks, but no I think I'm good to go. ‘Cause I quite enjoy the life you say I'm trapped in. Now I admire you, and that whole courtly show you do. You're onto something, really it's something....I got what I need and I don't want to take the ride. I don't need to see the other side. So go and do like you do. I'm good to do like me. Oh, damn! Can't you see I'm doing fine. I don't need to see the other side”

“Now is this really how you like to spend your days? Whiskey and misery, and parties and plays?”

“If I were mixed up with you, I'd be the talk of the town. Disgraced and disowned, another one of the clowns.”

“But you would finally live a little, finally laugh a little. Just let me give you the freedom to dream. And it'll wake you up and cure your aching. Take your walls and start 'em breaking. Now that's a deal that seems worth taking. But I guess I'll leave that up to you...” Hoping she would listen to their words, she didn’t need to become a full Beaumont- a lady of their house, but if she moved to Cordonia full time they knew she would be safe- and have a better future. Amber remained silent, not knowing how to respond. Obviously leaving Brett would cure all the heartache she had gained in New York. But she knew of how vicious court could be especially with her being ‘common’.

“We’re going to the other side, as a team. Until the Coronation- then I’ll consider my options. And for your information I enjoy whiskey and misery! And parties. Does this social season include an infamous Beaumont Bash?” The two brothers smiled at each other, knowing she would possibly consider staying. Not wanting to push it any further, they had decided to continue with the noble refresher course. Bertrand went through things such as how to use cutlery correctly, whilst Maxwell helped her with the Cordonian waltz.

“I know you don’t want to be here, but make an effort with Liam. Especially if Connie is watching. I heard that Drake that offered to take you for a ride. What kind of ride did he mean?”

“Horse ride. Dur! What other kind of ride?”

“Ohh you were both blushing before.”

“So?”

“Well he’s your type, tall dark handsome.”

“He is not my type! My type are arseholes. And he isn’t an arsehole.”

“But his looks are your type.” Amber knew she couldn’t lie- especially to Max. When they were younger, they would tell each other their deepest, darkest secrets.

“You two! Concentrate! I know I said you could live a little- but we need to get this right before the next ball.” The two of them danced, Maxwell didn’t see the point- he knew that Amber was an elegant dancer anyway. Picking up the moves straight away he knew she would piss the social season without even trying. Bertrand was impressed with the progress that they had completed in such a short time. There was a hesitant knock at the door- Liam, Leo and Drake wondered if they were all ready to go to the derby. Whilst Bertrand spoke to the Princes- Drake went over towards Maxwell and Amber.

“How’s the hangover m’lady?” Drake asked sarcastically.

“It was better until Bertrand forced us to dance- giving me more of a headache. I’m not noble but I know how to dance. My forte is the slut drop back home- but I don’t think they’d all appreciate me doing that here?”

“Hey, seen as though you’re such a good dancer- why don’t you teach grumpy here? He’s useless with those things.”

“Beaumont! I’m not useless- I just choose not to involve myself with shit like that.”

“Come On Drake, you’ve lived here your whole life and you’ve never once danced with a lady here. Even when Kiara tried to force you.” Kiara, she’s the intellectual one apparently- why would he refuse to dance with her?

“I would dance with anyone but her. I’d even dance with you Max over her.”

“So dance with Amber now then. She needs as much practice as possible.”

“I don’t need anymore practice thank you, MAX.” Why am I refusing to dance with him? It’s just Drake, my cousins friend.

“You heard the lady.” Drake stated before Bertrand came over, wondering what all the commotion was about.

“What’s the matter?”

“I suggested that Drake and Amber should dance together. To get more practice for her. But they are both being stubborn.”

“I think it’s a splendid idea. Maxwell, Liam wanted a word with us anyway. We will be back in five minutes.”

*****

“How about we just not dance. I can tell that you feel uncomfortable about it. What they don’t know won’t hurt. We could just lie, I’ll say I couldn’t teach you because you’re a rubbish student.” Smirking at him, she had hoped that he knew she was joking.

“I don’t actually know how to waltz, I’ve never been interested and I never will be, especially dancing with some noble girl who drools all over me at any given opportunity.” Amber bit her lip, attempting to prevent herself from laughing. “I know you’re trying not to laugh- but it’s true.”

“What the issue with Kiara? She’s beautiful, intelligent, from what they’ve said she’s nice enough.”

“She’s all that.”

“Well then. Maybe you should give her a chance- I’ll teach you to dance the waltz and then you can ask her for a dance.” For god sake Amber, I don’t want to dance with her. Maybe I would with you though.

“Fine. I’m going to lose this argument anyway aren’t I?”

“Yes. My family have a persistent side to us.” Getting into position, she could tell he was tense. Rubbing his arms, she had hoped to loosen him up a bit.

“Do not tell anyone about this.” Drake begged, putting all his trust into a woman he had known for all of two seconds. In the back of his mind he was hoping that he wouldn’t make a fool of himself.

“Don’t worry, you’re secrets save with me. I accept bribery in the form of whiskey.”

“That’s my girl.” Realising what he said, he immediately regretted it. “I didn’t mean it like that... I meant... because you like whiskey... oh just ignore me... I’ll buy you some whiskey to keep my secret safe.”

“That’s my man.” She winked, mimicking him. Taking one of Drake’s hands, she guided it around her waist, before putting her hand on his shoulder gently. Placing her spare hand into his- she noticed that it was slightly clammy. Looking into his eyes, she smiled softly- reassuring him that it would be fine. Shit I can’t do this, that wank last night was a one off- but having her this close to me is making me want more. Think that you’re dancing with Maxwell instead. After a while, Drake glided through the steps effortlessly, keeping his arms and chest out.

“Hold your hand up, and I’ll spin underneath it.” Finishing the spin, he held her close- both just staring at each other. Their chests rising in unison, Amber averted her gaze, and removed herself from his embrace.

“That’s it. You’ve done the Cordonian Waltz. I’ll buy you a medal. See, dancing isn’t that bad.” Maybe not with you in my arms- shit. Stop thinking about her like that.

“Maybe not. I don’t need a medal, I’m not a kid. I’ll share that whiskey I owe you instead.”

“It’s a date. Come on. Let’s go and find the others.” Drake blushed, knowing the word ‘date’ didn’t mean anything. But how he wished it did, he wouldn’t admit that to anyone.

*****

After finding the others, they headed towards Honeyhill Downs. The suitors all gathered in the tents. Amber kept herself to herself- not really wanting to form any friendships until she knew what her future held. Olivia abruptly dragged her to the side, out of view from the others.

“So Amber, Liam told me about your little plan.”

“With all due respect your grace, it’s not a plan. It’s what Prince Liam will be doing. He wants you to become his wife- so what’s stopping him just following his heart?”

“But the King said....”

“What the King said is something he hopes for. Doesn’t mean it will become a reality - he shouldn’t control Liam’s mind. Liam is the future king.”

“So you don’t find the Prince attractive? You wouldn’t want to be future Queen yourself?”

“Fuck no!” Composing herself, she coughed before acting more ‘lady like’. “What I mean is no, I do not want to be Queen. Not now. Not ever. He’s all yours, don’t worry your grace. The only time I will spend with Liam will be an act. He’s not my type anyway.”

“What is your type then?”

“Someone who’s tall dark and handsome. And someone who is usually an arsehole. Liam has lovely baby blues, but I prefer dark eyes.” Olivia laughed, knowing who her perfect man would be- unaware that Amber was already in a relationship.

“Oh someone like Drake Walker then?” Blushing, she needed to think of an excuse to avoid people realising she had a slight crush on the commoner.

“Drake, is a lovely guy. The only love we will share is for whiskey.”

“If you say so Amber. I’m starting to like you. Stay in my good books or I may threaten you with a dagger.”

*****

Liam, Leo and Drake sat in the royal tent- all scrutinising the suitors tent from a distance. Whilst the two brothers compared the suitors, they noticed Drake in a trance- his eyes following every move that a certain lady made.

“Earth to Drake?” Liam said in a concerned voice, whilst shaking Drake.

“Sorry, what’s up?”

“Why are you gawking at Amber?” Shit!

“I’m not, I’m looking at them all- wondering why the hell liam is still insistent on choosing Olivia.”

“Now I know you’re lying Walker. You wouldn’t look at Kiara like that. You hate her.” Leo raised his eyebrows, waiting for Drake to lie through his teeth.

“I think Amber is a lovely girl, she’s got a great sense of humour. That is all.”

“Dude, you need to tell her how you feel.”

“For fuck sake Leo, I don’t know the girl. There’s nothing to tell her. I’ll go and grab some more drinks.” The two brothers laughed, both knowing Drake was hiding his true feelings.

“Do you think he will ever confess to her?”

“No.”

*****

Walking over to the bar, Drake thought about leaving Cordonia for a while to convince himself that he wasn’t falling for the new girl. If it was that obvious that both the princes knew, who else knew? How long would it be before Amber knew?

“I’ll have a whiskey if you’re buying. You owe me remember- or I may just spill your little secret.” Turning around, he couldn’t get away from her- not that he wanted to.

“I have many secrets, I suppose that one isn’t one of the worse for you to spill. Are you enjoying the Derby?”

“Ohh there’s more secrets? You have to tell me now, I’ll pinky promise that I won’t tell anyone. About this Derby- I’d rather be riding, but hey this is all just for show. In a month I’ll be out of here, living my old life.” Drakes heart sunk, now he knew that he needed to prevent his premature feelings from growing.

“I don’t trust anyone, so I wouldnt trust you with all my secrets.” One secret being that I like you more than I should. “I don’t blame you for wanting to escape. I’d be doing the same if it wasn’t for Liam.”

“I’m hurt that you don’t trust me- I’m joking. Are you sure you’re not a closet gay?”

“I’m positive! I meant Liam has always had my back. Even when my dad died, and my mom left us- the royal family took us in and made us part of the family. Most nobles were ready to cast us out.” Placing a comforting hand on his arm, she felt guilty.

“I’m sorry Drake. I didn’t know. I was only joking you know? I better get back. Thank you for the drink.”

“No problem. Your round next time though.”

“Definitely. By the way, I’m glad you’re not a closet gay. That would just be a waste- you’re too handsome. See ya.” Shit why would I call him handsome? I mean he is, but I shouldn’t have said that. Why is it that I’d prefer to hang out with him over the women? I need to go back to New York as soon as possible- I’m damaged goods, he wouldn’t like me in that way.

Too handsome? She’s just being polite. Don’t think too much into it. You’re just a commoner. Once this event is over, I need to book a flight to Texas- I can’t fall for a girl who will never return the feelings.

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The Artist's Boyfriend (Vince Neil x reader)

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From the prompts list: "The paint's supposed to go where?!"

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Vince has found life rather unbearable lately. The touring and pressure to make a new and amazing album is getting to him. He's been on tour nonstop for the past six months. Needless to say, the poor guy needs a break. He misses being in one place. He loves that when he's home, he can go to sleep and not worry about what city he'll wake up in the next day. He doesn't have to worry about when the last time he took a shower. And his most favorite thing in the world is at home.

(Y/N).

Vince loves her more than himself, which the guys are impressed by. No one knew that Vince could love someone other than himself.

Today is the day that poor Vincent gets to go home, and it's the happiest anyone has seen him in months. All he's talking about is (Y/N). He's ready to get home and love her. Yes, he called every night he was away, but it's not the same as having her right next to him. And phone sex sure as hell wasn't cutting it for him anymore.

Finally, Vince arrives at his house. He knows she's home because the brand new Porsche he bought her is sitting in the driveway. She insisted that she didn't need the insanely overpriced vehicle, but Vince didn't listen. He wants his babygirl to have everything in the world. Yeah, Vince spoils (Y/N) a little bit.

Vince nearly falls on his face trying to get out of the stupid car. He runs into the house where she's standing in front of a half finished canvas. Paint covers the once white sheet that she put underneath where she is. She looks so focused that Vince doesn't want to bother her, but he does it anyway.

He sneaks up behind her, grabbing her waist. This scares her, causing her to whip around and get paint all over Vince.

"Vince!" (Y/N) squeals, jumping into his arms.

He catches her, holding her tightly to his body. "Hey, Babygirl."

(Y/N) pulls away from the hug, still supported by Vince. "I thought you weren't gonna be back until tomorrow!"

"I lied to surprise you!" Vince laughs as she raises her hand and hit him on the back of the head.

"You idiot! I told you to never lie!" She yells.

Vince just grins at her. "I thought this could be an exception."

She just rolls her eyes. "You know I hate lying. Even if it's just something like that. That one lie could turn into another and another. Then you'll just end up leaving me and I don't think-."

Vince cuts her off with a quick kiss. "Stop it. I'm not going to leave you, okay? I won't lie anymore. I'll do anything to make it up to you."

Still in his arms, the (H/C) girl grins at him. Vince internally groans. He knows that she already has something planned for him.

"Anything?" She asks sweetly.

Vince now just groans, instantly regretting his choice of words. "Yes," He says begrudgingly.

"Okay!" (Y/N) yells, jumping out of Vince's strong arms.

A few hours later and Vince is standing behind the canvas, butt-naked. Vince has his hands over his junk. His face is bright red with embarrassment.

"Babe, can I please go put on some clothes?" Vince nearly begs.

"Nope!" She says happily, putting random colors on her boyfriend's body.

"Well, why do you have to put the paint on my body?"

(Y/N) giggles at her uncomfortable boyfriend. "Because, you're going to blend into the background. This is just the inspiration I needed to finish that damn painting."

"Can't you paint that without painting my body?"

She just giggles again, not answering Vince who's starting to get desperate. "Okay, now uncover yourself."

"Why?" Vince asks wearily.

"Because I need to put some on your manlyhood."

"The paint's supposed to go where?!" Vince nearly yells.

"On your dick, sweetheart," (Y/N) answers simply. Vince groans, uncovering himself. "Thank you, baby."

"The things I do for you," Vince mumbles, letting her finish up her work.

(Y/N) laughs, clearly enjoying her boyfriend's uncomfortableness. She finishes up her work, then goes back in front of the canvas.

Vince ends up lost in his mind. He just watches how beautiful she looks so concentrated.

"Loosen up, babe! You don't want to look uncomfortable in the painting, do you?"

Vince laughs, allowing himself to relax. Standing here, he knows he wouldn't want any other woman. He loves (Y/N) with every bit of his heart.

To him, he's the luckiest man in the world.

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Debito 5/28: Friendship and Destiny

His one desire that can’t be stopped. He only moves to change his future…

~*Scene: Fiore Street*~

Felicita: …

Milena: To Felicita. Are you doing well?

Milena: Thanks to you, I’ve been able to settle down with him safely

Milena: I’m returning some of the money I borrowed for my travel expenses

Milena: I saw some beautifully colored candy the other day, so I’ve enclosed some as well

Milena: Please share them with everyone in the Coins

Milena: I’ll return more of the money with another gift in the future

Milena: I’ll also include one of his paintings next time, so I’d appreciate your thoughts

Milena: Until next time then. From Milena at the capital of arts

~*Scene: Back Alley*~

Felicita: *smile*

~*Scene: Isis Regalo*~

Coins Guy 1: Yay!

Coins Guy 2: That was my win no matter how you look at it!?

Coins Guy 3: It’s your fault for not being sharp

Coins Guy 1: Your fault!

Felicita: …

Rollo: Sorry, Ojou. The Capo hasn’t come here at all lately

Vittorio: Yes, we’ve been looking for him too though…

Rollo: …I wonder where he disappeared to

Renato: It’s the first time he’s been absent this long

Vittorio: He has messages for us occasionally, so it doesn’t seem like he’s gone far

Renato: Sorry, I guess you’re looking for him too

Felicita: Yeah

~*Scene: Courtyard*~

Jiro: No, I haven’t seen him… Sorry I couldn’t help you, Ojou-san

Felicita: Okay

~*Scene: Dining Room*~

Martha: Debito? Actually I think we was snatching food yesterday?

Martha: If you see him, tell him to come during actual meal times! Haha

Felicita: Okay

~*Scene: Basement*~

Felicita: *sigh*

Fukurota: Hoot!

Debito: ……

❤≪Debito≫ Seems concerned

Daily: Tired…

Pain: Sleepy…

Arcana: ???

Debito: …!?

❤≪Debito≫ Seems to want to run away

Pain: I don’t want to see her right now

Arcana: ???

Debito: …!

Felicita: !

>Why are you running?

(+10 Amore)

>Did you not want to be found?

(No Amore)

>Stop…!!

(+20 Amore)

Debito: Because I didn’t want to see you

Felicita: !?

Debito: There are times when a guy doesn’t want to be seen, you know?

Debito: At least let me be a little vain

Debito: That’s more or less right

Debito: But I do feel happy that you found me

Debito: Since I made it so that no one could find me…

Felicita: (*glare)

(*whish)

Debito: …Wh

Debito: *Sigh*…I guess you found me…

❤≪Debito≫ Seems to be hiding something ❤≪Debito≫ Seems nervous ❤≪Debito≫ Seems nervous

Arcana: Did my Arcana powers wear off?

Pain: I don’t want her to see me looking tired

Arcana: Did my Arcana powers wear off?

Link: Especially by Bambina…

Person: ???

Daily: Hey, is she using force?

Debito: What do you want, Bambina?

❤≪Debito≫ Seems concerned

Person: I don’t have much time

Link: She wouldn’t be looking for me for no reason

Felicita: …

Debito: Hm? What’s this…

Debito: So it’s from Milena…

Debito: …Huh, looks like it went well

❤≪Debito≫ Seems concerned

Daily: Haven’t thought of that name in a while

Person: I don’t have much time

Debito: Then, I’ll take one of these

Debito: *chuckle* …What? Not giving me any?

❤≪Debito≫ Seems concerned

Daily: I’m curious about the taste of those candies

Link: I’m not tired anymore after seeing Bambina

Felicita: *mad*

Debito: I get it, you’re telling me not to hide myself like this, right?

Felicita: Yeah

Debito: Okay. …After everything is over…I��ll have some

❤≪Debito≫ Seems to be plotting

Arcana: I guess I have to use my Arcana powers for this

Daily: I’m curious about the taste of those candies

Debito: See you

❤≪Debito≫ Seems to be plotting

Pain: …I might never know what those candies taste like

???: I can’t see very well here

~*Scene: Hallway*~

Felicita: …

~*Flashback: Forest*~

Debito: I also want to wipe out all the obstacles here

Debito: I think this is my last chance

~*End Flashback*~

Felicita: Okay

(*knock knock)

Jolly: ….Come in

~*Scene: Advisor's Office*~

Jolly: Hello, Ojou-sama

❤≪Jolly≫ Seems as usual

Person: …Does she have a problem?

Place: Ojou-sama shouldn’t have the time to come here

???: I can’t see very well here

Jolly: It’s almost time for the Arcana Duello. How are you doing?

Felicita: *glare*

Jolly: *chuckle*, I guess you didn’t come here for small talk, Ojou-sama…

Jolly: Well, have a seat

Jolly: It’s about Debito, right?

❤≪Jolly≫ Seems concerned

Person: …Do I need to clean up the problem?

Arcana: I’m interested in the progress…

???: I can’t see very well here

Felicita: Yeah

Jolly: He hasn’t adjusted his artificial eye, and seems to be plotting in secret…

Jolly: …Well, I think I’ll go for a walk tonight. At…the mansion’s courtyard

Jolly: I’ll do an experiment on whether he will appear or not

Jolly: Perhaps I’ll let you know the results tomorrow?

❤≪Jolly≫ Seems to be plotting

Arcana: I’ll learn from gathering results

Person: …Do I need to clean up the problem?

???: I can’t see very well here

Jolly: “Come watch from the shadow of the entrance pillar”

Jolly: “You’ll see something interesting”

Felicita: …

Jolly: I hope you look forward to it…

Felicita: …

Jolly: Okay, Ojou-sama?

~*Scene: Entrance Hall*~

~*Scene: Courtyard*~

Jolly: …Now then

Debito: Hey, old man

Debito: Going for a walk on this moonlit night? Or are you doing some late night wandering?

Jolly: You are the only one who would talk to me like that…

Jolly: Besides, can’t you only stay awake for a few hours per day now?

Jolly: Stop being stubborn, and let me maintenance your amethyst

Jolly: That instrument is an important part of my experiments

Jolly: I must record the progress…

Debito: Shut up

Debito: I have too much time in the day

Debito: That’s right…

(*click) Debito: Jolly, I’m fine with the few seconds I need to kill you!!!

(*bang) (*bang) (*whish) (*clang!)

Debito: !?

Jolly: That’s not a proper use of your time

Jolly: It’s comparable to “The Fool”, –– “Hermit”

(*ignite) Jolly: You’ve been blundering through life, but are you going to choose death here?

(*click) Debito: You’ll be the one to die

(*smirk) Jolly: …Hmph

Jolly: You should look at that pillar

Felicita: !

Felicita: *sigh*

Felicita: *running*

Debito: !?

❤≪Debito≫ Seems confused ❤≪Jolly≫ Seems to be mocking

Pain: I don’t understand!

Person: You cheated!

Link: I don’t want her to see

???: I can’t see very well here

Arcana: Will this also be a part of my research…

Person: A tool should act like one

???: I can’t see very well here

Jolly: *chuckling*…Something interesting was seen, at least by me

Felicita: !

>You two, stop!

>To stop them, I'll…

Debito: Why is she here…

Jolly: I invited her…but it looks like you aren’t pleased

Debito: Stop joking around!!

(*whish)

(*dodge) Debito: Whoa…!

(*dodge) Jolly: Hm…

Debito: A violent scolding as usual

Debito: You really are a fine woman…Bambina

❤≪Debito≫ Seems confused ❤≪Debito≫ There is no subject to target

Link: I don’t want her to see

Person: So the old man did it

???: I can’t see very well here

Link: I don’t want her to see

Person: I guess that’s a greeting

???: I can’t see very well here

(*shing) Felicita: …

Jolly: Well. Ojou-sama seems angry…

❤≪Jolly≫ Seems to be mocking

Person: Ojou-sama would know the convenience of someone who follows your will

Arcana: Will this also be a part of my research…

???: I can’t see very well here

(*step)

(*whish) Felicita: Hah!

(*whish)

Felicita: !

Felicita: *dodge*

Debito: !?

❤≪Debito≫ Can’t seem to handle it

Person: Why isn’t this going as I thought!

Pain: Don’t toy with me!

???: I can’t see very well here

Jolly: Ojou-sama, if you value your life you won’t interfere

Jolly: Unlike you two, I have sufficient insurance for myself…

Debito: Are you on the defense then!? Old man!!

Jolly: I do have enough cunning to be called an old man

Jolly: You can’t be too careful…*chuckle*

Elmo: …

(*whish)

Debito: Damn it! Where’s it coming from!?

(*rattle) Elmo: …

(*whish)

Debito: !!!

(*whish)

Felicita: !?

(*thud) (*shatter) (*slump)

Debito: GAAAAAAAAHH!

Jolly: Elmo, that’s enough

Jolly: Faithful servants really are useful, don’t you think?

Jolly: Anything else is weak. Both outside and inside…

Debito: Ahhhhhhhhhh….!!!!

Debito: Ah, aaa…

Debito: Ahhh *laughing*…

Debito: ……

Felicita: …

Fukurota: Hoot!!

Felicita: …

Pace: What are you two doing!!!

❤≪Luca≫ Seems confused ❤≪Pace≫ Seems confused

Arcana: …No way…

Pain: I couldn’t stop him

Person: Something’s wrong

Place: Owl-chan called us over

Pace: …Ojou, what happened to Debito?

Pace: Is he sleeping?

Luca: …!!

Jolly: You’re late. As you can see…”The Hermit” appears to be broken

❤≪Jolly≫ Doesn’t seem interested

Pain: I couldn’t make full use of his value

Arcana: A useless experiment

???: I can’t see very well here

Luca: Bro…ken…

Debito: ……

❤≪Debito≫ Can’t see anything…

Pain: ………

Jolly: He can’t stay conscious anymore

Jolly: All that’s left is to wait for him to be swallowed up by the Tarocco…

Pace: That’s not what I want to hear, Jolly! Why…why did this happen!

❤≪Pace≫ Can’t seem to handle it

Place: We’re stuck in that place again

Pain: Why didn’t I notice!

Jolly: It was all circumstance…. There is no other reason

Jolly: “The Hermit” chose this himself…

Jolly: Yes. I regret this as well…

Debito: ……

Luca: …! If only I had stopped him then…

❤≪Luca≫ Can’t seem to handle it ❤≪Pace≫ Can’t seem to handle it

Pain: I…couldn’t stop him

Arcana: The fragments at his feet…

Pain: I’ll do what I can

Place: We stand out here…

Pace: I get it. Ojou and Luca know something, right

Pace: Let’s get out of here first

Pace: I’ll carry Debito, so you’ll tell me what’s going on, right?

Felicita: Yeah

Luca: Yes…

Debito: …

~*Scene: Church Inside*~

Pace: Phew, we should be fine here until morning

❤≪Pace≫ Seems concerned

Person: I hope he can be back to normal by morning

Pain: I’ll do what I can

Luca: Thank you, Pace

❤≪Luca≫ Seems to want to cry

Arcana: If that amethyst was supplementing his mental strength…

Pain: I…couldn’t stop him

Luca: And…I’m really sorry…

Felicita: …

Pace: Anyway, I understand the general situation

Pace: I knew that Debito wanted to do this, but I didn’t hear about anything specific…

Luca: …I heard. I…

Luca: …Couldn’t apologize or make it up to him

Pace: Luca, we can’t change what happened…so you’re not the only one at fault

Pace: Ojou, lift your head too, okay?

Fukurota: Hoot…

Pace: Oh, Fukurota did a good job too

Pace: Now, what should we do…

Debito: …

❤≪Debito≫ Can’t see anything…

???: ………

>Please, say something

(+40 Amore)

>I can’t watch this…

(No Amore)

Pace: Yeah!

Pace: Hurry up and talk like you usually do, Debito

Pace: If you don’t, we can’t be like we were before!

Luca: Yes. I don’t want to watch either…

Luca: You’re Regalo’s number one playboy, what were you thinking

Luca: …Really…

Pace: …Should we just let him sleep for now…

❤≪Pace≫ Seems shocked

Pain: Ojou’s been through a lot too

Place: I hope he can be back to normal by morning

Luca: I’m going outside for a bit…

❤≪Luca≫ Seems to want to cry

Link: I’ll take responsibility for not stopping him

Arcana: If that amethyst was supplementing his mental strength…

Felicita: *sigh*

Pace: I’ll call you if anything happens, you should get some air too, Ojou

Felicita: No

Pace: Hm…alright. We’ll stay here together then

~*Scene: Church Inside*~

Pace: …*snore*…*snore*

Felicita: …

~*Flashback: Debito's Room*~

(*pat) Debito: …!

Debito: No woman has ever patted my head before…

Debito: But, it’s…not bad

Debito: …

~*End Flashback*~

Felicita: …

Debito: …

❤≪Debito≫ Can’t see anything…

Pain: ………

Pace: Where did you go, Luca-chan?

Luca: I’m sorry

Pace: –– And, what’s that…?

Luca: It’s not Jolly’s amethyst, and I made it in a hurry but…

Felicita: !?

Pace: Luca…

(*roll) Luca: With this ––!

Luca: Please work!

Pace: Is that…not enough

Luca: No way…

Pace: This is so frustrating, Luca…I, everyone –– no!

Pace: I want to be happy with everyone!

Pace: With Debito, Luca, Ojou, and Jolly!

Luca: Pace…

❤≪Luca≫ Can’t seem to handle it ❤≪Pace≫ Seems shocked

Pleasure: Such a greedy wish…

Pain: It’s my fault if the gem isn’t strong enough…

Pain: It can’t be that easy of a wish

Link: I hope he can be back to normal by morning

Pace: Please…!

>…May Debito be saved!

(+40 Amore)

>…May Debito be happy!

(+10 Amore)

>…Let both of your thoughts reach him!

(No Amore)

Luca: Yes. Ojou-sama…

Luca: That’s right…. Debito always wanted for someone to save him

Luca: And even though we cared about him…

Pace: Yeah…. If only it were that easy…

Pace: Nobody wishes for unhappiness!

Pace: Right, Debito

Pace: Ojou…

Luca: Ojou-sama…

Pace: With Ojou, that’s three, right?

Debito: ……

Felicita: …

Luca: …Bells?

Pace: Lu-Luca!!!

Felicita: !

Debito: …Nn…?

❤≪Debito≫ Seems shocked ❤≪Luca≫ Seems to want to cry ❤≪Pace≫ Seems nervous

Place: Where am I…

Pleasure: I slept well… Link: ???

???: I can’t see very well here

Person: Thank goodness!

Person: He’s awake!!

Luca: Debito!!

Pace: Debito!!

Debito: Wh…what?

Debito: I’m seriously…tired…

Debito: Why am I waking up…to your faces…

Debito: Just show me Bambina’s face…

Debito: Not your stupid faces lined up…

Luca: You’re the stupid one!

Luca: Even though I tried to stop you….and then failing, and ending up like this!

Debito: …What…so I actually failed

Debito: I really am useless…

Debito: But more than anything…making Bambina make such a face was by biggest failure

Debito: I’m sorry. From the bottom of my heart, I apologize…

Debito: Why did I ever think to abandon this smile…

Pace: *sobbing*! I’m so relieved!!!

Debito: You’re so loud, idiot

❤≪Debito≫ Seems as usual

Link: What, did they come to be in the way?

Pain: I remember now

???: I can’t see very well here

Debito: Uh…but, I missed that stupid face

Luca: …?

❤≪Luca≫ Seems concerned

Person: This is unusual since Debito usually wakes up angry

Pleasure: Thank goodness!

Luca: For some reason, Debito…have you changed?

Pace: Huh?

❤≪Pace≫ Seems concerned

Person: He might seem different than usual

Pleasure: I’m glad he’s awake!

Felicita: Yeah

Debito: That might be

❤≪Debito≫ Seems concerned

Link: I guess I worried other people too

Pain: It’s different…

???: I can’t see very well here

Debito: The rotting feeling from behind my eye, I can’t feel it anymore

Pace: …Yeah, that’s good

Debito: …I feel like I heard the sound of bells

Debito: When I did…it felt like I was released

Felicita: *smile*

Debito: …Somehow

❤≪Debito≫ Bambina

Pleasure: I can see Bambina’s eyes in my new one

Daily: What is like me?

Debito: Hey, Bambina, I won against the Tarocco –– and myself

Debito: Can I get a congratulatory kiss? No?

❤≪Debito≫ Bambina

Daily: Would this be “like me”?

Pleasure: I can see Bambina’s eyes in my new one

Felicita: …

Luca: No

❤≪Luca≫ Seems as usual

Pleasure: That is not okay!

Person: This is unusual since Debito usually wakes up angry

Debito: I wasn’t asking you, Luca-chan

❤≪Debito≫ Bambina

Daily: Now he’s moody

Person: This is Luca’s peridot?

Pleasure: Would this be “like me”?

Debito: Oh, but, thanks

Luca: ……Huh?

❤≪Luca≫ Seems shocked

Person: This isn’t unusual…it’s weird!

Pleasure: Is this about the gem…

Luca: Wait, Pace! Did you hear that!?

Luca: Debito, thanked me honestly!!

Pace: Wow. Isn’t that great! Luca-chan!!

❤≪Pace≫ Seems happy

Person: He’s different than usual, but it’s good!

Pleasure: I’m glad he’s awake!

Luca: No! That must mean he’s not recovered yet!

Luca: An honest Debito, is creepy!

Pace: But~? Luca, you look happy?

Luca: I’m telling you I have goosebumps all the way up to my hat!!

Debito: Huh. It’s fine if you don’t like it

Debito: I can just say it more~?

Luca: Please stop!

Pace: Haha! Don’t tease him too much

Felicita: *smile*

~*Scene: Courtyard*~

Debito: Sorry for causing so much trouble today

❤≪Debito≫ Seems as usual

Link: Bambina’s smiling

Person: So Pace carried me from the mansion to the church

Daily: Luca’s peridot feels like a good fit

Debito: Huh? Luca, why do you look so dissatisfied

Luca: …No, it’s just….are you still playing around by pretending to be nice?

❤≪Luca≫ Seems concerned

Link: This is uncomfortable

Person: My gem…I wonder if it’s better

Pace: Huh. Isn’t it fine?

❤≪Pace≫ Seems as usual

Daily: He’s different than usual, but it’s good!

Link: I don’t want to see him like that again

Debito: Well, I’ll only be like this today

>Just today?

(No Amore)

>You’re wearing your eyepatch?

(+30 Amore)

Debito: Wouldn’t you get used to it if it was every time?

Debito: Once you start to forget, I’ll play around for a long~ time. *chuckle*…

Debito: Look forward to that

Pace: Wow. Didn’t you do something like that to Nova?

Debito: Well, this eye’s color…matches yours, Ojou

Debito: I don’t want to show it anyone else

Debito: I really am thankful to Luca-chan

Luca: Ah…. I should have used a different gem! I’m such an idiot

❤≪Debito≫ Seems to be plotting ❤≪Debito≫ Seems as usual

Daily: Then I’d just be like that Pace idiot

Pleasure: Bambina’s really smiling

Daily: So Luca-chan can only make it out of peridot

Pleasure: Bambina’s really smiling

Debito: Of course if it’s what you want, I’ll listen to anything

❤≪Debito≫ Seems as usual

Love: The only one who could tie me down, is you

Link: All that’s left, is for me to settle this

Debito: Since you’re the one who returned me here, Felicita

Felicita: …

Debito: For now, I’ll settle things with the old man at the Arcana Duello

(*click) Debito: I’ll be the one to give him the final word

Felicita: …

Debito: Don’t worry, Bambina

Debito: I’ll do it without killing

Luca: …Yes, that’s right. I’d appreciate if you did

❤≪Luca≫ Seems concerned

Pain: Jolly…

???: I can’t see very well here

Pace: Settle it peacefully!

❤≪Pace≫ Seems as usual

Daily: I’ll help if needed!

Link: I don’t want to see him like that again

Debito: Yeah. Living stubbornly for revenge up until now made life worth living

❤≪Debito≫ Seems as usual

Daily: I can only see myself winning

Debito: It should be peaceful enough?

Pace: Oh? So Debito hasn’t had a change of heart after all

Luca: Somehow, I feel like his nature has gotten worse…

Debito: Hahahaha!!

~*End of Scene*~

You have one Heart Voice. It can be heard within SPECIAL

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#debito #arcana famiglia #la storia della arcana famiglia #may 28 #5/28 #solar translations #psp game #translation #releases #okay that was a lot #was gonna upload yesterday but coding would take 2 hours so....

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