#yes i used the fucking sans monologue shut up

[chuuyaswifeandhoe]

You're not saving me

Pairing: Chuuya x femreader

Warnings: angst, swearing, mention of death and rape, suicidal actions

If I missed anything, please let me know

Your eyes were empty while looking at the bodies in front of you. You heard inside your head every plea for mercy, every insult, every cry for a saviour, every thought of the person who pulled the triggers, of the ones who killed with their own hands. What a curse to be able to hear the thoughts of everyone around you. You sighed and turned to face Chuuya, your partner for this mission.

‘’They did not know anything about the location, their last thoughts were about their children or about how they did not deserve this’’. Your monotone voice would not let slip any emotions of your own. But were you having emotions other than desperation for a quick death?

‘’Tsk, what a waste of our time’’.  What was the boss thinking when organising this shit? I’m so tired of these motherfuckers trying to steal from us. Can’t we just…

‘’Can you please be quiet? Your thoughts are way too loud Nakahara’’. You snapped with annoyance. Unfortunately you did not hear only Chuuya’s thoughts, also the ones of all the other subordinates who were around you. ‘’Fuck’’. You could feel the migraine coming up. There was a reason why you stayed inside in a very isolated room. You put your hands over your ears in a pathetic attempt to make all the voices inside your head shut up.

Chuuya looked at you puzzled. He knew to some extent that your ability was hearing the other people’s thoughts and that you could not control it yet very well so you were resident of a very particular room in the mafia’s headquarters. But he never experienced going on a mission with you for more than an hour. You usually popped up at the end, using your pretty mind to listen to the tortured prisoners' thoughts then retreated right back to your cave. . Today was special from this point of view and he definitely did not understand what was going on with you.

‘’Hey, what’s wrong with you?’’

You groaned listening to his internal monologue about your powers and how he did not understand what was going on or how to help you.

‘’I’m around too many people right now and my head feels like it is going to explode.’’ You turned on your heels and went straight to the car. ‘’My job is done here, and I’m not cleaning up the mess your incompetent subordinates did’’. You hoped that one of them would get angry and accidentally put a bullet through your skull. Once in the car, the turmoil inside your head got quieter, but definitely did not stop. You turned on the radio, turning it on the highest volume, helping to muffle all the voices you were hearing inside your head: Who does she think she is; What a bitch; With the first chance I catch her I’m going to..‘’WHAT THE HELL L/N?’’ Chuuya’s voice brought you back to earth, as he lowered the volume of the radio. ‘’Why did you turn the radio on the highest volume? Do you want us to get caught by the government? Do you have a death wish?’’

‘’Yes.’’ Your straightforward answer caught Chuuya off guard. ‘’Not the government part, the death wish part’’ you felt the need to clarify your answer. 

‘’ I swear you resemble Dazai a little too much’’.

‘’ Thank you’’ a smile graced your lips/

‘’ It was not a compliment’’ Chuuya furrowed his eyebrows. 

‘’ For me it definitely is. Please don’t take this road, it is way too busy’’, you pointed to a more secluded option.

‘’ What’s the deal with you?’’ Chuuya spared you a glance before returning his attention back to the road.

It was not a conversation you were in the mood for. Hearing the questions inside his pretty head made you reluctant to respond, it would have opened the door to memories you did not want to remember and also it would have made you focus only on his thoughts and it would consume a lot of your energy.

‘’Not knowing the colleagues you work with it’s not a very good sign, Chuuya-san’’. You watched in the corner of your eyes how his face contorted in a very unpleasant grimace. His internal monologue definitely matched his expression, you noticed.

‘’Oh cut the bullshit and you know what I’ve meant, you’re reading my mind aren’ you?’’ A soft chuckle escaped your lips, and Chuuya’s heart fluttered while he tried by all means to stop any thought from forming.

“Is no use Chuuya, I still hear your internal monologue. You don't know about the deal I have with Mori?” You were curious. You could've sworn that everyone in the mafia was informed about it. 

“Deal? What are you talking about?” His thoughts were suddenly all over the place, so you know he's telling the truth. You sighed thinking if telling him was a good idea. Maybe, maybe if you tell him, he could actually help you? 

“As I assume you already know, my ability is “To be or not to be?”, meaning I can read minds. The problem is that I can't control it. So I hear everyone’s thoughts, every little insignificant thing, every minute of the day, in any place I am, with no idea what the safe distance is for me not hearing anything. So in my head, I rarely hear my own thoughts because I hear all the other ones.’’ The last sentence was bitter, for you this was not an ability but a hex. One that you could not escape. You took in a deep breath trying to ignore the voice of the woman who was begging his husband to stop beating her, or the child who was screaming internally that it’s not his fault. ‘’Do you know why I joined the Port Mafia, Chuuya?’’ It was not a question you want him to answer, you look back in front of you, at the road Chuuya was driving on, the orange light of a magnificent sunset making everything prettier ‘’To find the person whose ability was to put a stop to all the other abilities.’’

‘’Dazai’’ Chuuya murmured.

‘’Exactly, the only issue is that I arrived a few years too late and he was no longer in the mafia. And unfortunately for me, Mori was not going to let me leave that easily so we made a deal. I help him with the gang issue and he’ll let me join the most dangerous missions where I can get killed easily in a fire gun exchange. What the motherfucker forgot to mention is that his executive to which I was going to be assigned to was the most skilled person in the entire fucking mafia and would not let a bullet even come in my way, not to mention go through my skull!’’. You raised your tone towards the end unintentionally, but your frustration was clear.

‘’What? You’re pissed that you got paired up with me?’’ Chuuya suddenly hit the brakes, stopping the car.

‘’Kinda’’ you huffed.

‘’Why? Because I’m protecting you!? Are you dumb or something?’’ Chuuya was now fully facing you, fuming.

You let a smile grace your lips. His internal rage was so loud in your head.

‘’Chuuya, you’re not protecting me, you’re only prolonging my suffering. You do not understand what it means to not know which one of the voices inside your head is yours. You do not know what it means to hear the thoughts which go through the head of your victims in their last moments. To hear a teenage girl asking herself if another outfit would have saved her from being brutally murdered after being raped. Or the thoughts of the murderer on how easy fresh meat gets sliced by his precious knife. Or being in a crowd and all you can hear is noise in your head and it feels like your skull is going to explode. Judgements, prayers, indecent thoughts towards strangers or myself. Fuck, you know how hard is to get through the meeting your having with all your lower rank subordinates is? How I hear in my head how they’d bang me if they have the chance or what a slut I must be for being put directly under your supervision? Or being a five years old who did not know to explain what is inside her head, hearing her parents resent her birth?’’ At this point tears were streaming down your cheeks, without you noticing until you looked towards two sad pairs of eyes.

A gloved hand made his way towards your face and slowly wiped out your tears.

‘’What can I do for you?’’ Chuuya’s voice was unsure. You heard his thoughts, and how he wants to help you, how he wants to change something in your life, he's so sure there could be a solution. You put your palm over the hand which was still cupping the side of your face, giving in to his touch, giggling at his pure intentions. Then you look at him with pleading eyes.

‘’Let me die, Chuuya’’.

#chuuya x reader #bsd x reader #chuuyaswife #angst #chuuyaswifeandhoe #chuuyaxreader #chuuya angst #chuuya x you #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers CHAOS LINEAGE ー Subaru [02]

Monologue

After releasing me from my cell,

Subaru-kun firmly grabbed hold of my arm,

before walking straight ahead.

Azusa-kun and Kou-kun followed suit,

sticking to either side of me

as if they were watching my every move. 

I felt like a seized outlaw who had committed a crime,

and whom they could not let escape under any circumstances.

I can’t believe Subaru-kun is treating me like this,

when we’re supposed to be a couple.

I can feel the back of my eyes burning. 

Like I was ready to burst into tears of sadness any second now.

All of it felt like a bad dream.

ー The scene starts in the hallway of the Violet Manor

Subaru: Why are you shaky in your step? Can’t you walk straight?

*Rustle*

Yui: ...Ugh.

( His grip on my arm is painful...Even though Subaru-kun is a little rough around the edges, he’s supposed to be incredibly kind deep down.

( I can’t believe he’s pulling onto my arm so violently, practically dragging me along...This isn’t like him. )

( He really does not remember me in the slightest. )

...Uhm, where are we going exactly?

Kou: Weren’t you listening to us earlier? We told you that Carla-kun wants to see you, remember?

Azusa: The living room...Carla is waiting...

Subaru: Why bother askin’ in the first place? It’s not like you have any other choice but to obey us.

Yui: ...

( Perhaps he’s right. But I don’t care what the topic is, I just want to talk to Subaru-kun... )

Azusa: ...Huh?

I smell...something sweet. Eve, it’s coming from you...

Yui: ...Eh? Me?

Kou: You’re right! This sweet, delicious scent is most definitely coming from your blood, isn’t it?

For it to be so noticeable...Subaru-kun, did you perhaps!?

Azusa: Did you drink her blood...? Carla will get mad at you, if you do things without his permission...

Subaru: Like I give a damn ‘bout that.

Kou: You’re so stubborn, Subaru-kun~

Subaru: Shut the fuck up! I’m doing the bare minimum to help that dude become the Supreme Overlord. 

Like I’m gonna let him dictate my whole life to me.

Yui: ( Seems like Azusa-kun and Kou-kun are pretty loyal to Carla-san. )

( But the same can’t be said about Subaru-kun. )

( Also, I wonder if Carla-san actually thinks of Vampires as his brothers? )

( I just can’t imagine a Founder such as himself letting that pass. )

( But if they’ve been living together as brothers...I guess it wouldn’t feel odd to him. )

( Even if it’s just one person, I wish there was someone who also realized that something is off about this situationーー )

ー The scene shifts to the living room

Kou: Carla-kun. I’ve brought Subaru-kun and Eve with me.

Carla: Yes. Go ahead and take a seat over there. I have something to talk about.

*Rustle*

Yui: ( They really are interacting like normal brothers would. Which means Carla-san’s memories are messed up as well. )

Carla: Well then, our House has successfully claimed Eve, who shall be our clue to discovering the path to becoming the Supreme Overlord. 

However, simply taking her in has not made us any wiser on how exactly to achieve this. 

I doubt the other Houses will give up on getting their hands on her until someone has officially risen the throne.

We will definitely be attacked from the outside. Do not let your guard down and give the opponent a chance to take advantage of this.

Kou: Roger! Leave it to us!

Laito: We won’t let anyone have her.

Carla: Very well. Be cautious of the other Houses’ movements and heed my every order. 

I shall not allow any acts of defiance to ensure our victory over the other Houses.

Kou: We know. Nobody’s going to go against your orders.

Laito: It’s a pain, but I guess it can’t be helped. I’ll help out so I can reap some of the benefits as well.

Azusa: Besides...We don’t want to lose any family members...

Subaru: I don’t care as long as we can put an end to this ridiculous fight. I’ll help out until that happens.

Carla: Hmph. ...It seems that each of you have your own thoughts on the situation, but as long as you are willing to act as my pawns, I shall not complain.

Until I become the Supreme Overlord.

Kou: So, how are we going to tackle this concretely? Eve is here with us now, but do you think you’ll be able to become Supreme Overlord?

Do you feel like...a sudden increase in your power? Or as if an ingenious plan is going to spark inside your head...?

Carla: ... I have not experienced such developments. To be quite frank, I have yet to come up with a way.

Laito: Ah, I see. You sounded very confident, so I figured you at least had some sort of clue.

Carla: Not in the slightest. Hence, there is something I would like to ask you, Eve.

Yui: Me...?

Carla: One night has passed since you have been in our possession. However, I have not experienced any changes.

Could it be that there are other conditions aside from claiming you?

Yui: Conditions to become Supreme Overlord, you mean?

Carla: If anything comes to mind, I want you to share them with me.

If you make a foolish attempt to hide such information from me, I shall not show any mercy, not even to you.

Yui: No way...

( He says all these things, but I don’t know anything either. )

( However, this doesn’t seem like the right moment to admit that. )

Carla: ...

*Thud*

Yui: U-Uhm...Is something the matter, Carla-san?

( He suddenly got up from his seat and is stepping towards me...I wonder what has gotten into him? )

Carla: ...Keep still.

*Thud*

*Rustle*

Yui: ...Wha...!?

Kou: Eh~? You’re so bold, Carla-kun~

Laito: What suddenly got you into the mood~?

Carla: Woman, show me your shoulder.

Yui: Eh!? Cut it out, please! Carla-san!

Carla: ...What do we have here? 

Yui: ( Ah, there’s still a mark from when Subaru-kun sucked my blood inside the prison cell... )

( He’ll realize that somebody fed off me...! )

Carla: I was wondering why you were smelling so strongly this whole time, but this explains it.

Where did this bite mark come from?

Yui: Well...

ー Carla steps back

Carla: Who sucked Eve’s blood without my permission?

Laito: It wasn’t me. I’ve been here with you this whole time, remember?

Kou: ...

Azusa: ...

Yui: ( The mood got really tense because of Carla’s intimidating aura. )

( I wonder what will happen if he finds out that it was Subaru-kun who sucked my blood...? )

Subaru: ...Haah. I’m the one who did it.

Yui: ( Eh? Subaru-kun admitted it to him...!? )

Carla: So it was you. You acted of your own accord, did you not?

Subaru: There was food right in front of me so I dug in. I don’t see why I’d need your permission for those kinds of things.

Carla: No, you do. As long as Eve can serve as the key to becoming the Supreme Overlord, I cannot allow you to do with her as you please.

Subaru: Che, buzz off...

Azusa: Acting without permission will lead to conflict...Brothers should try to get along...

Laito: I didn’t expect Subaru-kun, our little late bloomer, to be the first one to take a bite out of Eve~

Kou: Well, I can imagine it’d be difficult to hold back after smelling this sweet scent. Still, he didn’t even try to hold back.

Carla: ...Her scent, you say? I have to agree that her blood has a unique fragrance to it which normal blood does not have.

Eve’s blood, huh? 

Could it be that it is her special blood which will lead to becoming the Supreme Overlord?

Yui: I don’t know anything...

Carla: That is not an issue. I simply have to try everything I can.

ー Carla approaches once more

Carla: Take your blood for example, all I have to do is suck it to test my theory.

Yui: Suck, don’t tell me...!? P-Please stop!

*Rustle*

Carla: Do not make a fuss. No matter how hard you try to fight back, you stand no chance against me. Hah...Nnh...

ー Carla bites her

Yui: ...Uu...

( It hurts...He’s forcibly sinking his fangs into my body while keeping me restrained...! )

Ow...Sto...

Subaru: Oi, wait, Carla.

Yui: ( Eh? Subaru-kun...? )

Selection

→ Is he trying to save me? (♡)

Yui: ( Did he try to save me, perhaps? )

Subaru: Should you be doin’ this? She seems to be in a lot of pain.

Don’t you think that maybe you won’t be able to become Supreme Overlord if she hates you?

Yui: ( Subaru-kun’s memories have been altered right now, so he doesn’t know the real reason why. )

( But could he be trying to get Carla-san to let go of me...? )

( Perhaps his feelings for me still remain somewhere deep down, even though he doesn’t remember...? )

→ Does he consider me his own prey? (🖤)

Yui: ( Did he try to stop Carla-san just now? )

( But I guess he only did so because he thinks of me as his own prey? )

Subaru: Don’t make us sit through this bullshit. If you wanna suck her blood, go get a room. 

Yui: ( Subaru-kun still gets upset from watching someone suck my blood. )

( I guess I can take that as a sign that some of his feelings for me still remain, right? )

Carla: ...Guh.

What is the issue with this blood? It is simply revolting.

Yui: Eh...?

Carla: Subaru. I cannot comprehend that you could stomach this.

Subaru: Haah? Is it that bad?

Carla: Yes, it is. I did not expect Eve’s blood to taste this foul. I have lost interest.

Yui: ( Right. My blood tastes disgusting to a Founder like Carla-san, because it hasn’t been purified. )

Kou: I see, it tastes bad, huh? Then it only seems less likely to lead us to a clue to becoming the Supreme Overlord, right?

Carla: ...No, I’d argue the exact opposite.

Laito: The opposite?

Carla: I believe that this foul taste is a sign that Eve is not quite ready.

Will the path towards becoming the Supreme Overlord open once her blood has fully ripened...?

Yui: ( Eh? Is that how it works...? )

Laito: So we have to ripen her blood? In that case, how about allowing her freedom?

Carla: Why?

Laito: If you want to make her blood more delicious, you shouldn’t lock her up down in the dungeon.

I’m pretty sure that if you cause too much stress, it’ll negatively effect a girl’s body in various ways.

We’ve got plenty of empty rooms, so why not give her more of a warm welcome?

Carla: ...I see. We will need Eve’s cooperation to unlock the path to becoming Supreme Overlord sooner or later.

I doubt we will see much improvement if we keep her imprisoned in the dungeon under Subaru’s supervision forever.

Kou: Hmー In other words, you’ll be able to become Supreme Overlord once her blood becomes delicious?

Azusa: Will it taste better once ripened...?

Subaru: ...I didn’t think her blood tasted that bad though.

Laito: Maybe you just don’t have a sense of taste?

Subaru: Hah!? As if!

Kou: In that case, we’ll give her blood a taste as well. Then we’ll know the answer, right?

Laito: Besides, if we all suck her blood together, it might just trigger something.

Azusa: If that’ll improve the taste of her blood...I’ll help out as well...

Yui: ( This seems to be heading into a dangerous direction. At this rate... )

Carla: ...Very well.

At present, we do not have any notable clues.

If it can take us even one step closer to the title of Supreme Overlord, I shall give all of you permission to have her blood.

Yui: No way! That’s not up to you to decide...!

Carla: The stimulation it provides might trigger some kind of change within her.

Laito: I see, so we can suck her blood as well, right? The scent has been so intense this whole time, I can’t resist it~ 

Kou: How generous of you, Carla-kun.

Azusa: Aren’t you happy, Eve...? I’m sure your blood will turn out delicious this way...

Subaru: ...

Yui: No way...

Please wait, Carla-san. I’m not the Eve you all think I am...

Carla: Silence. I never asked for your opinion.

Yui: ...!?

Carla: However, as we discussed earlier, you will now be treated with the utmost of care.

You lot must be careful about how you behave around her as well. By no means must you spoil her blood in any way.

Kou: Roger.

Laito: Gotcha~ I’ll follow that rule.

Azusa: Yeah...I’ll do as you say...

Subaru: ...Che...

Carla: Eve, you no longer need to return to your cell. I shall give you one of the spare rooms.

You can spend your time there from here on out. It should be a vast improvement in terms of comfort.

Yui: Carla-san...

Carla: Subaru. Escort Eve to an empty room.

Subaru: Yeah.

Oi, follow me.

Yui: ...

ー The scene shifts to the hallway

Yui: ( I’m glad that I’ve been released from my cell but I can’t genuinely be happy about the situation... )

Uhm, Subaru-kun...? Do you really not remember me at all?

Subaru: Lay it off already. How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t know you!?

Yui: But...You don’t mind that other people will suck my blood?

I don’t want anyone but you biting me. 

Doesn’t it make you feel a little uncomfortable? If that’s the case, then those are your true...

*THUD*

Subaru: Shut up!

Yui: Eek...!

*Rustle*

Subaru: Stop making all those assumptions. Didn’t you hear me when I told you to lay it off?

Or maybe I need to punch some sense into you?

In that case, I wouldn’t mind suckin’ you dry right here, right now?

Yui: ( He’s whispering in my ear...! )

Subaru: That’ll shut you up and I’ll no longer have to deal with Carla actin’ like he’s the shit all the time.

Yui: ...

Subaru: What’s the matter? Are you that scared, you can’t even talk anymore?

Yui: ...You won’t do that. Not you.

Subaru: Hah?

Yui: I know. You always throw around violent threats like that, but deep down, you’re more kind than anyone else.

That’s why you definitely wouldn’t do something so horrible.

Subaru: What kind of nonsense are you spoutin’...?

Yui: ( It isn’t nonsense! Remember who you really are...! )

...

Subaru: ...Fuck.

Listen carefully, you are Eve. Nothing more than that.

Yui: ( Subaru-kun... )

( I’m not Eve. I don’t know about this whole ‘Supreme Overlord’ thing. )

( I wonder if I’ll have to continue living like this, being targeted by everyone, without even knowing why exactly...? )

( Even if I try to reach out for help, it doesn’t seem like anyone here will be on my side. )

( Not even Subaru-kun, who has always been my most reliable ally, will even look at me right now. )

( Subaru-kun, have you truly forgotten about your real brothers and the fact that we’re dating...? )

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #subaru sakamaki #chaos lineage #diabolik lovers translation #clsubaru2

[t4tcecilos]

"it's home?" / "home." - a thirdlife flower husbands webweaving.

// Sans Monologue - Toby Fox // And they all Died Happily Ever After // Nothing Gold Can Stay - Robert Frost // Televison / So Far So Good - Rex Orange County // ThirdLife // White Ball - Miracle Musical // Flower Garden - Gustav Klimt // In Flanders Fields - John McRae // The Orange - Wendy Cope //

#third life #3rdlife #mcyt #flower husbands #scott smajor #branding nightmare #jimmy solidarity #web weaving #my art #kinda? idk! #can u telll i've been thinking about these two a lot lately #they make me both rlly rlly sad and rlly rlly happy #yes i used the fucking sans monologue shut up #also the one poem is LITERALLY about poppies how much better can u get #sobs and cries #also my content of them is never shipping the irl ppl just so u know 👍 alwyas the charcters and mostly bc they are encouraging it #ALSO RBELOGS R HEAVY APPRICIAYED I LOST SLEEP FOR THIS #death tw #gun mention #fav #comfort tag #web weaving are cool :D basically just a compilation of things that remind u of smthing : #webs

[strawberry--bride]

DIABOLIK LOVERS Haunted Dark Bridal ー Sharon’s Route [PROLOGUE]

Monologue

The most painful thing in this world,

is losing your home. Your place-to-be.

No matter how dire the situation,

if you are surrounded by people who love and care for you.

No obstacle is invincible. 

Then ーー Where do I belong?

Having long lost the place I once considered home.

I spent many years in a place which would provide for me. 

I had food, a roof above my head, a warm bed to sleep in at night.

But could I truly call this my home? 

Those doubts would lurk in the back of my mind, keeping me up at night.

Until one day, I was made a special offer. 

If I complied, I would be given the thing my heart longs for the most.

ーー A new home.

Location: Sakamaki Manor ;; Outside

Sharon: This is the place, right...?

( Woah...Amazing. I’ve never seen a house quite this big. They even have a garden! )

*Knock knock*

Sharon: Excuse meー! My name’s Sharon. I’m supposed to move in here today! 

...

...

( No response...? How strange. They should have been informed through the Church. )

*Knock knock*

Sharon: Hello...? Anybody home...!?

Sharon: ( What to do...? There doesn’t seem to be anyone home right now. It’s already getting dark. I can’t just stand here all night either. )

*Creaaaaak*

Sharon: ...Huh? Did the...door just open by itself?

( Does that mean I can go inside? I feel a little hesitant just entering someone else’s home butーー I was told I could live here so it should be fine, right? )

She enters the manor.

 Location: Sakamaki Manor ;; Entrance Hall

Sharon: Just as I thought, the inside is equally spacious. I can’t imagine just one person living in such a large house all by themselves. Cleaning must take quite some time as well.

She puts down her suitcase.

*Thud*

Sharon: Phew...

( ...It’s so quiet. Almost as if the house is deserted. I wonder if the owner is out at the moment? In that case, I should probably wait in the living room. )

Sharon looks around.

Sharon: I guess it’s...that way?

*Rustle*

Sharon: ...!!

( I...Did I just...step on something? It felt...strangely soft and... )

???: ーー Oi.

Sharon: ...Kyah!

Sharon: ( A person...!? Oh my gosh. I just arrived here and the first thing I do is step on someone! )

???: ...

Sharon: I’m terribly sorry! I didn’t think there would be someone lying on the floor and...!

( ...Speaking of which, what were they doing down there anyway!? ...Sleeping? No way, right? When you have a house this large, you definitely don’t need to use the floor as a bed... )

???: Haah...

Sharon: Oh no! Are you feeling ill, perhaps? In that case, I shall call a doctor right away!

???: ...You’re loud. How am I supposed to enjoy my Rachmaninov when you’re screaming the place down? 

Sharon: Rach...mani...? ...E-Either way, if you’re not feeling sick, then what were you doing on the floor?

???: Wasting his time away listening to music rather than making himself useful, per usual, I would assume. Well, I suppose it is best not to have any expectations of this man in the first place, as he will only let you down in the end.

Sharon: ...!? 

( A voice...? Out of nowhere...!? )

Sharon: ...Wah!!

( Where did he come from...? )

???: Now, who might you be?

Sharon: Ah...I’m sorry! My name’s Sharon. I’m an orphan at the Catholic orphanage downtown. I was told by our related Church that the resident of this manor has been so kind to take me in. Are you...perhaps the owner?

???: ...I see. It seems you are the next...sacrifice.

Sharon: Excuse me?

???: Nothing. I was simply talking to myself. ...Ahem. My name is Sakamaki Reiji. The second eldest son of this family and one of the residents here. ...The man you had the ‘honor’ of meeting earlier is Shuu. While you may not suspect so given his deplorable behavior, he is - quite unfortunately - my elder brother.

Sharon: Reiji-san...and Shuu-san, was it? It’s a pleasure meeting you both!

Shuu: ...

Reiji: I assume that is your luggage over there? A room has been prepared for you. We will have one of our servants bring everything upstairs.

Sharon: Thank you very much!

( Thank god...So there wasn’t any mistake after all. )

Sharon: Oh! Right! I actually brought a little gift with me! They’re homemade muffins I made this morーー

*CRASH*

Sharon: ーー ning...!?

Startled by the loud noise, she drops the box with muffins.

*Thud*

???: YOU FUCKIN’ BASTARD!! I swear once I get my hands on youーー! 

???: Ahaha! I can’t believe you actually fell for that one! Lame-o!

Reiji: ...

Shuu: Haah...

Sharon: ( H-Hold on, hold on, hold on! Eh? Eeeeh!? I’m not dreaming, right!? That person just punched a hole through the wall!? )

Reiji: Ahem. ...Allow me to introduce. The one who destroyed the wall is the youngest son, Sakamaki Subaru. Next to him is Sakamaki Ayato, the eldest of the triplets. 

ーー You two, explain this situation at once!

Ayato: ...Che. Reiji. I didn’t do anythin’! Not my fault that Subaru ate those prank chocolates I left out on the kitchen counter.

Subaru: Fuck off! You definitely did that on purpose! ...I can still feel my mouth burnin’...!!

Sharon: ( ...Prank chocolates? I guess he means those filled with mustard and other spicy condiments, right? I didn’t know people actually bought those. )

Ayato: Of course! I was hopin’ to catch Kanato. Can you imagine what kinda face he would make when poppin’ one of those bad boys in his mouth?

???: ...Say, did you hear that, Teddy? ...I hope Ayato sleeps with one eye open tonight. He might just run into...unfortunate accident.

Sharon: ...Eh!?

( Another person just appeared out of thin air!? )

Ayato: Keh. The lunatic’s here.

Reiji: Sakamaki Kanato, the middle triplet. 

...Kanato, If you wish to commit a homicide, please do so outside of the walls of this manor. It takes forever to remove blood stains from the carpet.

Kanato: I don’t recall having to take orders from you.

ーー However, you’re lucky as I happen to be in a good mood right now. I believe I heard someone mention muffins? 

Sharon: ...Ah, yes! I made these myse...Huh? ...Oh.

Shuu: It’s not blood, but I think the carpet will need some cleaning regardless.

Reiji: Good grief...

Sharon: Oh no...! The box must have slipped from my fingertips when I heard the sudden crash and...

Ayato: Ah-ahー Look what you did, Subaru. It’s always the youngest child causin’ trouble.

Subaru: HAAH!? All of this started ‘cause you left those stupid chocolates out!

Sharon: ...They turned out really good too. What a shame.

Subaru: ...!! ...O-Oi...You...Um...My bad.

Kanato: ...Unforgivable. 

Sharon: Eh?

Kanato: ...HOW WILL YOU MAKE THIS UP TO ME!?

Sharon: ( W-Why is he getting upset at me all of a sudden!? It was obviously just an accident!? )

Um...I’m not sure...I could make some new ones later?

???: There, there, Kanato-kun~ Relax! Even if the muffins were wasted, there’s a delicious snack just waiting to be devoured...

*Rustle*

Sharon: ...!

( Someone wrapped their arms around me from behind!? )

???: ...Right here~ ...Nfu~

Sharon: ...Eh!?

( I-Is he talking about me!? )

Reiji: ...And finally, the youngest triplet, Sakamaki Laito. 

Ayato: Oi, Laito! No way you’re gettin’ the first taste again! I still haven’t forgotten last time!

Laito: Eeeh~? It’s not my fault you’re so slow, Ayato-kun~ However, if you’re so insistent on taking a bite out of her, I wouldn’t mind sharing, you know? I’m sure it’d make for a refreshing and thrilling experience~

Ayato: Geh! In your dreams, you perv!

Sharon: ( Taste? Bite...? Why are they talking as if I’m their food!? )

Excusーー

Shuu: ...Strawberries.

Sharon: Eh?

Kanato: What are you talking about? I don’t see any strawberries around.

Reiji: Shuu. Explain yourself.

Shuu: Your panties. They had strawberries on them.

Sharon: ...!!

( When did he...!? Ah! When I stepped on him...! )

Ayato: Pfftー!! Strawberries! How old are you, five? That’s hella lame!

Laito: Hm...~ Strawberries are not bad but with such a lovely body, I’m sure you could pull off something a little more erotic~

Subaru: ...

Laito: Oh, my bad~ I forgot baby bro was in the room. I suppose talking about a woman’s underwear is still a little too much for him to handle.

Subaru: S-Shut up...!!

Reiji: ...Enough! No more on this topic! ...Haah. Is it really that much to ask for you lot to behave? Just for one day?

Ayato: ーー Anyway, Reiji. Who’s this chick anyway? Tonight’s dinner?

Sharon: D-Dinner...!? I’m sorry but...Why are you all talking as if I’m food or something!?

Ayato: Shut it! Nobody asked for your opinion, Ichigo Pantsu.

Sharon: I-Ichigo paーー!? I have a name...! ...It’s Sharon.

Ayato: Yeah, yeah. I-chi-go Pa-n-tsu.

Laito: Hm~ This Bitch-chan does smell sweet just like strawberries. Perhaps I should call you ‘Ichigo-chan’ instead~?

Kanato: She really does. I’m sure her blood would taste just as sweet...Oh? What’s that, Teddy? You’d like to have a taste? Fufu...Good idea. I was just feeling a little peckish myself.

Reiji: Haah...I shall be in my study room. ...Ayato, Kanato, Laito. Please treat our new resident with some respect. It would be a shame to lose another one so soon.

Sharon: ...Wait, please! I’m afraid I don’t quite grasp the situation yet!

Reiji: Haah...Good grief. You must not be very smart, are you? Did you truly believe you would be allowed to stay here for free?

Sharon: ...Eh?

Laito: Nfu~ He’s right, Ichigo-chan. Everything in this world comes at a price. In your case...That would be the delicious blood pumping through your veins...

Sharon: M-My blood...? 

Ayato: Heh. You seriously haven’t realized?

Kanato: Teddy...Humans are truly so foolish, aren’t they?

Subaru: Che...Stop beatin’ ‘round the bush already and just tell her.

Shuu: We are Vampires. So the only thing a human such as yourself would have to offer, is your blood.

Reiji: In return, you will be allowed to stay here in this manor. Food, clothes and all other daily necessities willl be provided as well.

Sharon: Vam...pires? That must be some sort of joke, right? It was the Church who arranged this place for me! They would neverーー! 

Besides...Vampires only exist in fairytales!

Reiji: Good grief. This is why I simply cannot deal with humans. Not only are they incredibly foolish, they are horribly naive and trusting as well.

Subaru: In other words, you were set up. Just deal with it.

Sharon: ...

( No way, right...? This has to be some sort of mistake? Or a bad dream...? )

Shuu: Pwaah...Anyway, you guys do as you please. I’m going to my room to nap.

Subaru: I’m leaving too.

Reiji: Well then, if you’d excuse me now.

The three of them leave.

Sharon: ...

Laito: Oh dear~? Is that despair I see in your eyes? You poor little thing! Don’t worry, Laito-kun wil make sure to comfort you. After all, there is no better cure for betrayal than pleasure.

Ayato: Don’t be so down, Ichigo Pantsu! It’s not that bad of a deal! You get to offer your blood to Yours Truly after all!

Kanato: Fufu...I’m sure we’ll get along just fine. If you’re lucky, you might even make it into my precious collection one day~

Sharon: ...!!

She suddenly pushes them away.

*THUD*

Ayato: ...Woah!?

Laito: ...Aah~ Not bad, Ichigo-chan! I like myself a feisty girl at times!

Kanato: Ugh! ...What are you doing!? I nearly dropped Teddy just now.

Sharon: ...

She runs upstairs.

Location: Sakamaki Manor ;; Hallway

Sharon: Haah, haah, haah...

( Say, God...? )

( Is this my penalty...? )

( Are you punishing me for my crimes of the past...? )

Monologue

I just kept on running and running.

As said question repeated itself inside my head.

That must be it.

Those guys were exactly right. 

Humans are foolish. I was foolish. 

Foolish to believe I would be given a new home.

After all, people like me.

ーー They don’t deserve a happy ending.

ーー PROLOGUE: END ーー

[ Dark Prologue ] ->

#diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers oc #sharon's route #(( aaaah it's starting !! )) #(( feedback is welcome and encouraged <33 )) #(( this general prologue focuses on her arrival at the S manor and her first meeting with the boys )) #(( dark prologue will touch upon her backstory a little and her first time attending the academy )) #(( then the other dark scenarios will develop her relationship with all 6 brothers through different scenarios )) #(( if there's a specific idea you have for a fun scenario idea )) #(( please let me know!! ))

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Diabolik lovers Chaos Lineage: Subaru Sakamaki (Story 11)

In terms of the gameplay: The black choices lead up to a bad ending, the white choices lead up to a good ending. Please no reposting onto other sites, ask me before translating this into another language too! If you enjoy these translations, please consider supporting me on ko-fi.

Monologue

While being held by Subaru-kun, we escaped from the Scarlet mansion together.

I entangled my fingers strongly with his, this way, I’d never be able to let go of his hand.

And while I did so, Subaru-kun strongly clasped my hand as a response to my action.

Both of us couldn’t do anything else but run for our lives.

We tried finding a place to hide in, even though there wasn’t any place for us to go.

Place: Outside — Abandoned house

Subaru: What’s this?

Yui: Seems as if there’s an abandoned house even in a place like this.

Subaru: I wish we came here earlier. I’ll let you down.

Yui: Yes, thank you.

*Subaru lets Yui down*

Subaru: ...There seems to be no sign of any familiars around here either. But we can’t let our guard down.

Yui: That’s a relief for now. Would you like to go inside and take a rest then? I’m still worried about your injury.

Subaru: ...It might be best not to enter the house instantly.

Yui: Why is that?

Subaru: We couldn’t escape in case of emergency. Plus, we don’t mean to stay here forever anyway.

Not only Scarlet and Orange are after us, Violet is also still aiming for us.

We should try to find a safer place instead of getting ourselves into this run-down shabby house...

Yui: …..

Subaru: Heh, how funny. I really can’t trust anyone anymore here. It doesn’t even matter if it’s any of my brothers or not.

Everyone is looking for me because they want to snatch Eve away from me.

But they can bring it on if they dare. I don’t need to borrow anyone’s strength to protect my precious girlfriend.

Yui: I hope this never happens though! It’s not a bad thing to rely on other people after all. But during times like those I understand how hard it is to trust others...

Subaru: ...Guess so.

Yui: (Neither of us can trust anyone besides ourselves… but it’s only natural that he’s frustrated after Reiji-san betrayed us like he did, right?)

What should we do about your injury, Subaru-kun? The wound opened itself again a while ago, right?

Subaru: Don’t worry about it, I’m fine.

Yui: Please, Subaru-kun. Don’t try to act tough in front of me.

I’m afraid it will get even more messed up because you’re holding the pain in just to have me not worry about you.

Subaru: You…

Choices

1) I can’t see the future (black)

2) It’s because I like Subaru-kun (white) ♡ ♡ ♡

— I can’t see the future

Yui: We’re forced to get chased by everyone without even knowing why this is happening to the both of us...

I’m just worried because I can’t look into the future. I can’t help but wonder how long we’ll have to continue living like this...

Subaru: I didn’t mean to worry you, sorry.

Yui: No! You’re wrong! I’m not saying this is your fault or anything, Subaru-kun… !

I’m sorry, Subaru-kun. While I’m whining about all the things I just said, you’re relying on me more than ever.

It’s just hard for me to see you get even more hurt than you already are...

— It’s because I like Subaru-kun ♡

Subaru: I told you already, I’m fine. I’m a vampire, so this won’t be a big bother to me.

Yui: You might act as if it’s not bothering you, but it does bother me...

I really like you a lot, Subaru-kun. Therefore, I hate it when people I like are going through hard times by themselves.

I know I don’t have the same approximate strength as you do, but as much as you want to protect me...

I want to protect you as well.

Subaru: Does it really bother you that much?

end Choices

Yui: Hey, Subaru-kun. Be honest with me, would you be happier if I wasn’t here with you and the injury never happened?

Subaru: Hah? What are you talking about so suddenly?

*Yui starts crying*

Yui: You’re still injured because of me, and you have to force yourself to run away from everyone and everything due to me being with you.

...Maybe without me you could’ve stayed at Carla or even Reiji-san’s mansion.

Speaking of that, if I ended up cooperating as Eve, maybe someone would end up helping—

Subaru: Don’t say stupid shit!

Yui: Subaru-kun…

Subaru: You can’t decide these things on your own like that! Do you really think you’ll rescue everyone if you selfishly give yourself to them!? Hah!?

You’re still seen as a saint woman here, you know. So don’t play around with that!

Yui: I didn’t mean it like that...

Subaru: I said it so many times already though! No matter what you are in this world, I need you to be safe and sound!

*grabs Yui*

Subaru: Fuck, why won’t you get it!? I’ve already prepared myself to be with you from the start, okay!?

Yui: ….. !?

Subaru: It doesn’t matter to me what might happen to my body. I don’t want to give you to anyone else, even if things will go wrong…

*Subaru gets closer*

Yui: Subaru-kun…

Subaru: I don’t ever want to lose the feeling of holding you in my arms like I do right now… !

That’s why… ouch...

Yui: ...Ah, your injury… are you okay? Don’t overwork yourself.

(After all, his face does look as if he's in pain. You’re acting strong, but the wound actually does hurt you a lot, doesn’t it?)

(And despite that, he’s trying his hardest not to make me worry about him…)

Subaru: Shit, I just hugged you but it already started hurting so much… Ngh

I can’t do anything with this injury. I doubt I could even fight any of them in my current conditions… !

Yui: (I’m so sorry, Subaru-kun… after all, without me—)

Subaru: What do I do!?

*lightning strikes*

Subaru: What was that light just now!?

What’s going on?

???: …..

Yui: A glowing… ball?

Subaru: What’s with this ball? Looks like the odd things strike yet again...

Socrates: My name is Socrates—

Subaru: Damn! That thing talked! Yui, stay behind me!

Socrates: What heroic actions indeed. So you really are protecting Eve despite your whole body continuously suffering from your injury.

It appears as if we have hit an interesting phase in our experiment. I could not possibly miss this opportunity.

Subaru: Experiment… ?

Yui: What do you mean by that exactly? And who even are you?

Socrates: You do not need to know me. But let’s say that I am the specific reason why you are participants of this world.

Yui: (So this thing knows about this world…)

Um, why are both of us expected to be here to begin with? And where are we right now!?

Socrates: This place is a closed world created with magical power. You can imagine it like a miniature garden.

And as long as you are staying in this garden, neither of your memories were supposed to ever come back.

Subaru: As long as we’re in this garden? Does that mean...

Socrates: Exactly. If you can find a way to get out of this garden, everything will return back to its normality. The changed memory will return to their usual state as well.

However, I did indeed notice both of you had their memory returned without my interfering.

It seemed as this took place due to a sudden shock situation the both of you found yourselves in.

It could have also happened because of my extreme inadequacy. Let’s try to use this as a reference to what happened in the future.

Subaru: In the future… stop bullshitting me.

Spit it out, bastard! If you know this much, then it was you who trapped us here, right!?

What the fuck is the purpose of this entire shit anyway!?

Socrates: …..

Subaru: Tch… don’t shut up now!

*Subaru tries hitting Socrates*

Subaru: ...Nn, what… ?

Yui: Subaru-kun’s fist didn’t hit it...

Socrates: Such attacks are utterly useless. You cannot even touch me, I hope you realized that.

If you truly wish to go fight against something, go against this world itself, not me.

Subaru: Hah?

Socrates: This miniature garden is designed to break easily if it’s confronted with certain conditions.

Yui: (I’m glad to hear that. So there is a way to escape from here!)

Can you tell us about those certain conditions?

Socrates: The condition for this outcome is that one person in this garden has to sacrifice themselves for the other players.

Yui: Sacrifice… ?

Socrates: Any method for this matter will do. They merely have to end their own life.

Yui: Ending their life, you say...

Subaru: ...Don’t spread bullshit around! Are you telling us to kill ourselves here or what!?

Socrates: Not everyone has to die. In the end, only one has to sacrifice its life.

If there will be a player killing themselves instead of being killed by somebody, the experiment can no longer continue and the garden will be destroyed.

Subaru: Even so, we can’t do that!

Socrates: Well then, you should simply continue being trapped in this garden where time has stopped.

Nevertheless, it does not matter. I will now continue to watch attentively over the fate both of you will choose in the future.

*Socrates disappears*

Yui: Ah, it disappeared.

Subaru: Hey! Shit, come back!! We weren’t done talking yet!

Yui: Socrates-san! Why would you think and carry out such a cruel plan!?

Why do these brothers have to fight each other and even try to kill one another for this… ?

(We finally understand how this world works, but we can’t possibly do something as horrible as that… !)

(If nobody in this world will commit suicide, nobody will end up being saved)

(It might be ridiculous to accept what that glowing ball said without being able to question it…)

(But if there’s really no other way out here, should we really try this method… ?)

Subaru: Kch…

Yui: (Subaru-kun seems really worried about this too)

(No wonder. You can’t force someone to kill or even commit suicide to escape so suddenly like that…)

(I wonder, is there any other way we could try? There has to be a way to break free from this garden and for everyone to return there safely…)

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[leverage-ot3]

notable moments from The Bank Shot Job

leverage 1.05

I decided I’m also going to start highlighting meta material in these posts for reference reasons (like for fics, headcanons, meta, etc)

I’m colorcoading by what character the meta pertains to btw

Clerk: Hello, Judge Roy.

Judge Roy: [slaps her ass] Hey, sweetheart.

Frank: Can I help you, your honor?

Judge Roy: Yes, Fred. Her phone number?

Frank: It's Frank. And she's 19, sir.

Judge Roy: That's too bad. She got a younger sister

diSgUsTiNG

- - - - -

Hardison: No. No more. We gotta talk to Nate. No more rip deals. They take too damn long.

Parker (ripping paper): That's why they're called "Rip Deals". You have to convince them they're getting a deal before you can rip them off.

Hardison: Two weeks. Two weeks sleeping in crappy hotels. Two weeks eating in crappy diners. Two weeks having my soul sucked dry. It's 107 degrees. Who lives where it's 107 degrees?

Parker: Juan's not so bad. I kinda like this town

I wanna see that domestic shit of them sharing hotel rooms and eating the continental breakfasts and dingy diners and everything about them living in rundown hotels for two weeks

- - - - -

Hardison: You know, I had to retask two satellites just to get a lousy internet connection. Took more than an hour to torrent the last episode of Doctor Who.

Parker: Hey! Illegal downloading's wrong. (lights paper on fire in trash can)

that’s it. that’s their relationship.

- - - - -

Hardison: How we coming on the breakdown?

Eliot (loading truck elsewhere): Fake addresses are shut down. Post office boxes are closed. The phones are cleared. Five more minutes, we never existed

bruh those props ??? I wish I had a screenshot but wtf where they DOING for the con ???

- - - - -

Hardison: Want me to call the Delgado family, tell them the news?

Eliot: Nah. Soon as I clear county line I want to do it. I just wish we could do more than bankrupt that corrupt son of a bitch

eliot is so good you guys im-

- - - - -

Nate: Get out. Now.

Hardison: Is he talking to us?

Parker: An unmarked van parked across the street from a bank that's being robbed? Yeah. I think he's talking to us.

Hardison: Yeah, well, five more feet and he would have been in the clear. What the hell was he thinking?

Parker: Don't be an idiot, Hardison.

Hardison: What?

Parker: Sophie was still in there

parker knows nate loves sophie and would never leave her behind because she may not always get people, but even she can see how much nate cares for sophie

- - - - -

Derrick: Everyone empty your pockets. Wallets, purses, watches, everything you've got, throw it over here.

(everyone throwing stuff to center of floor)

nate threw his fucking toothpick

- - - - -

Deputy Arnold: No, right here, right here, and we need ...

(Eliot crosses police line)

Deputy Arnold: Whoa, whoa, I need you to take a step back, sir.

Eliot: Tell me what's going on in there.

Deputy Arnold: I'm afraid I can't do that, this is an active crime scene, and you need to ...

Eliot: (to cop) I'm not talking to you. (to Nate) How many are there?

Nate: Yeah, you're right. Clearly amateurs, these two. Yeah. The younger one, looks like he's never handled a gun before.

Eliot: Is judge blow-hard next to you?

Nate: Yeah, uh-huh. Yeah, definitely amateurs, That's what makes them so dangerous.

Eliot: Alright, 2 guys, both armed, neither one a criminal mastermind. You want me in there?

Deputy Arnold: Sir, we can't have you going inside the bank ...

Nate: Probably, uh, a good idea just to sit tight, don't you think? You know, and see where these guys' heads are

at, you know?

Eliot (backing away): Alright, your call boss.

Deputy Arnold: Thank you

poor deputy arnold + eliot being done with local law enforcement

- - - - -

Sophie: Okay. So what is the plan, Stan

“what’s the plan, stan” adorable.

- - - - -

(Eliot leans against a building across the street and watches Hardison and Parker pull up in a sedan)

Eliot: Nice ride.

Parker (taking notebook and removing badges): It's embarrassing. Everyone knows you don't rob a bank without an exit strategy. These two deserve to get caught. 42 seconds. (tosses notebook back to Eliot)

Hardison: What?

Parker: To rob this bank. One security guard who has never fired his gun before, 2 closed-circiut cameras outside, 1 inside, and a Glen-Reader safe built in the 50's whose default combination is the birth date of the manager's wife! Get in, get out, 42 seconds.

Hardison: Seriously

parker was so angry that she chucked the binder at eliot and he was like ??? we good ???

- - - - -

Hardison: Seriously? (to Bill) I'm Agent Leonard. This is Agent Elmore. We'll be taking over this crime scene,

Sheriff ...

Bill: Bill Hastings. Nice to meet you. You guys sure are quick, just called this in 20 minutes ago.

Hardison: Well, we were coming back from a little border skirmish. Patrol unit came under attack from a pack of Chupacabras.

Bill: Chupacabras? I thought those things were urban legend.

Hardison: You're adorable

I love it when hardison fucks with people it’s hilarious

- - - - -

Hardison: Whoa, what's going on?

Bill: Cut power to the bank. Standard operating procedure.

Hardison: Standard ... it's standard op ... it's standard? Where do you getting that bull-hockey from son?

Bill: Deputy Arnold, he took a seminar in crisis management last year.

Deputy Arnold: It was an online seminar. We got certificates.

Hardison: Certificates? Magic kits come with certificates. Does that make it cool for kids to saw their parents in half?

Bill: We're just going by the book.

Hardison: The ... the book? The book got a good man killed. I can't ... my blood pressure.

Parker: Ex-partner. Probably shouldn't mention the book again. Or propellers.

parker is doing so well with grifting considering and I’m so proud of her

- - - - -

Sophie: They are not cops, I promise you, they're friends of mine, you can trust them.

Derrick: Why should I trust you? I don't know who you are.

Sophie: I am a thief.

Derrick: Okay, I'm not sure what to do with that.

that’s it guys. that’s the show.

- - - - -

Nate: I didn't say it was going to be easy. But nothing's impossible, especially when you have the world's greatest thief on your payroll. Parker, have you ever robbed a bank that's being robbed?

Parker: There's a first time for everything.

her SMILE YOUR HONOR

- - - - -

Parker: The bank was built before 1980, before computers. Means it's got a larger than normal night deposit chute.

Hardison: 'Cause business had to drop off ledgers with their daily hauls. What, you thought my genius was only limited to ones and zeroes?

Parker: I'm thinking the chute's my way in. Only problem is, it's in the alley on this side of the building

the way she looks at hardison like damn boy you know my stuff

- - - - -

Hardison: I can take care of that, but, we actually have bigger problems.

Eliot: What's that?

Hardison: Well, Sheriff Coltrane over here called the FBI, the real FBI. Now the closes office is in San Diego, so they should be here, in about, um, give it 45 minutes.

Nate: We can't worry about that now.

Hardison: When do we worry about it?

Nate: In about 45 minutes

hardison, internally: lord give me strength

- - - - -

Hardison: Hold on ... Excuse me. (answers phone) Agent Leonard. We will do whatever you need us to do, just please, don't hurt anybody. Okay. (hangs up) Guys ... Boys, boys, come on, gather 'round. Now boys, that was THE call. The call we were waiting for. Now look, they have a list of demands. First off, they want 12 large pizzas. One cheese, one Hawaiian, extra pineapple. Two pepperoni and black olives, two meat lover's, t ... Seriously? Nobody's writing this down? Seriously? One triple-shot half-caf vanilla latte, tall,

(Parker goes down alley and opens deposit drop box)

Hardison: …three of the latest copies of the Hall and Oates CD. I know, right? Exciting stuff I didn't know they were coming out with a new one either. We're gonna need steaks. Steaks and a grill. They're trying to tailgate. Okay, they need your overalls, I don't know why. They need some kibbles n' bits, we need an Etch-A-Sketch, somebody in there likes to squiggle okay ... Are we good? Let's go people. Everybody. I need you guys moving. Everybody get out. Go. (hardison points at an officer) You stay. We need to talk about Hall & Oates.

I fucking loved this monologue,,, hardison is VERY GOOD at improvising

- - - - -

(Derrick opens night deposit box)

Parker: Hi.

Derrick (hands her the briefcase): There's a lot of money in there.

Parker: Yeah, I know.

Derrick: My wife's life depends on that money getting where it needs to go.

Parker: I understand. Sometimes bad guys are the only good guys you get

parker’s face softened and you can see that she understood. parker didn’t get people in the beginning of the show, and sure her values and ideas aren’t typical, but she was ALWAYS a good person. she cared and understood what was at risk and she consoled him.

also, this is yet another piece of evidence that parker was the main character all along!!! I’m not gonna go super into it because there are already posts out there about it, but she had three (3) episodes dedicated to her character in season one alone AND had her say what is basically the mission statement of the show here in this scene

- - - - -

Sophie: Things could be worse.

Nate: Worse than me getting shot and you blowing our cover?

Sophie: No, no, you're not gonna lay that crap on me. We wouldn't even be in this mess if you'd just walked out with the cash when you had the chance. I would've been fine.

Nate: I know.

Sophie: Yeah, I can take care of myself. I've been doing it a long time. Since way before I met you. I'm just saying.

Nate: Yeah, you're right.

Sophie: Okay

nate knows sophie is a strong independent woman and that is one of the only things I stan about him lol

- - - - -

Sophie: We lost communication.

Nate: Yeah, we did.

Sophie: Hardison, Parker, and Eliot ...

Nate: That's right, they are on their own. Yup.

they ended up doing great on their own, but also, can we acknowledge what a glow up it was building up to the rundown job ???

- - - - -

(Mom gets out of truck and tries to run)

Meth #2: Where the hell you think you're going, old lady? (pulls mom back) Where the hell you think you're g ...

Eliot (catches Meth #2’s arm): Hey, what smells like crank and screams like a girl? (Takes his gun and breaks his knee)

Meth #2: AAHH!

Eliot (kicks car door closed before Meth #3 can get out, empties the bullets from gun): That's the right answer. (throws gun into car at #3, hits #1 as he approaches) Come on. (fights #1, kicks door shut, beats #1 more, kicks door again) Stay in the car. (beats the hell out of #3 and #1, kneels down near mom and removes her gag)

Mom: Who are you?

Eliot: Well ma'am, we'd be the cavalry.

this entire fight scene always has me ROLLING it’s so funny

also I’m not sure if this should go on the List Of Non-Weapon Objects Eliot Uses As Weapons but eliot DID use the car door in the fight

- - - - -

Sophie: Just let the paramedics take him. The rest of us will stay.

Judge Roy: And give up my leverage

*sophie and nate look at each other*

both, internally: tHATS OUR WORD

- - - - -

Nate: Hey, listen. She's gonna be alright. Everything's gonna be alright

Derrick: Your people ... they're good?

Nate: Yeah. The best.

nate’s smile when he says that??? proud dad alert

- - - - -

Sophie (looking at replay of tape): You're still a geek.

Judge Roy: They're trying to ruin me.

Hardison: Geek power, baby. Stay strong!

in other words: age of the geek, baby

also- kudos to 2008 hardison editing video like that. I can’t do that shit with today’s tech lmao

- - - - -

Bill: Go home now. Bank robbers are in custody, hostages are safe. FBI's got the whole thing wrapped up.

Taggert: Do you have any idea what?

Mcsweeten: Just go with it.

Deputy Arnold: Mr. FBI guys, can you help me here?

Bill: My, my. Look at this. Our local drug boys, both with outstanding warrants. It's incredible.

Taggert: Damn, we're good!

mcsweeten and taggert stumbling onto the leverage crew’s cons and directly profiting off of them is iconic. they have no idea. too pure for this world

- - - - -

Sophie: Hey, thanks Parker.

Parker: Whatever.

Sophie: No. It was an excellent performance.

Parker: Yeah, I think I can act okay when I'm yelling at people and bossing them around.

Sophie: Well, it's a good start.

proud mom!sophie + grifting parker

Nate: Listen, we have to make sure we get the cash to the Delgado family. Ow!

Eliot (tending Nate’s wound): Oh! Settle down. You act like you've never been shot before.

Nate (glances at Sophie): So, uh, pizza boxes, huh?

Hardison: Yeah, I know, I know, You could have done better.

Nate: No, no, no. No I couldn't have.

eliot casually stitching up nate’s wound bc no hospitals but also can we talk about how much nate has to trust eliot to literally operate on him

+

nate giving praise to hardison ??? rare af I don’t know her

#leverage #the bank shot job #leverage 1.05 #leverage 1x05 #mine #notable moments #leverage season 1 #season 1

[tzdkh]

For my next party trick, @immolatic​ has asked once more for two hacker idiots: “ he doesn't deserve you. and i’m not— i’m not trying to be that asshole that says i do. but I sure as hell would never hurt you like that. ”

There are things about London Reggie enjoys immensely - the way the air tastes like blood and revolution, the freedom he feels despite the oppression, the threat of violence that’s always right there, just out of his grip. But there are things about London that Reggie does does not enjoy, and the rapidly lowering temperatures is one of them. The fact that his usual attire - hoodies and jeans - does next to nothing to combat the bite of the cold and promise of snow is frustrating, and the fact that he’d not thought ahead before taking his definitely-not-running-away trip to London is something he’s mildly ashamed of.

Fact of the matter is, Reggie is broke, flat broke. Everything he steals goes into plans, everything he scams out of companies goes into supplies and rent. And anything that doesn’t, he spends on things he shouldn’t. Takeout and beer. Imported cigarettes and drugs he’d made a promise never to get back on.

But promises are easily broken, and like the promise of ‘Until Death do us part’ , his promise of going clean goes right out the window, shatters against a nearby wall, it’s pieces left to rot in his past in San Francisco. 

So Reggie spends more than he has, makes due with both petty crime and grand theft. Everything is fine. Until winter comes, and he finds himself with numb fingers and no gloves to solve the problem and no sheets on the bed to warm him at night.

Predictably, however, Jay is fine. Jay plans ahead, much to Reggie’s utter dismay at times. The Fixer had grown in their time apart, from someone selfish and angry and bitter at the world, to someone who was still all the aforementioned, but a touch more aware of his surroundings. He’d planned ahead, of course, for cold days and colder nights, and it takes all of Reggie’s willpower not to complain about it.

He doesn’t complain - because he’s a grown ass man - but things show up in his half of the apartment anyway. A black beanie that he takes to wearing all the time. Gloves with fingerpads that register on touch technology. Thick hooded pullovers (some that have Defalt screen printed on them, which he does not laugh about) that he changes out his thinner sweater for. Flannel sheets for the mattress they share, a duvet that looks too nice and out of place in his messy apartment. Simple things. Expensive things. Things they don’t speak of because both of them are too wrapped up in their own shit to question what the hell is going on in the other’s head.

So. Reggie wears clothes Jay buys him. Jay looks indifferent. Winter creeps in and settles over London, and the resistance slows for a time, people focused on helping each other survive and not murdering each other in (literal now) cold blood. It’s almost peaceful. Almost.

And then Reggie drinks himself drunk and Jackson calls Jay to pick him up.

(’S’fine, m’fine.’ ‘You ate shit walking on even floor. I’m not letting you walk home like this. You’ll fall somewhere and freeze to death.’ ‘Fine. Call Jay.’ ‘Are you... sure about that?’ ‘Yes.’)

Jay, predictable, looks unimpressed with the entire affair, but he doesn’t baby Reggie, which is nice. He doesn’t scold him either - which is more nice. He just hefts an arm over his shoulders, slides an arm around Reggie’s waist and starts the walk home. A walk because Reggie insisted, between sighs and pouts, that it would be better, nicer, to walk home.

(‘It’s the first snow. C’mon, Jay, it’s almost romantic.’ ‘Fine. Fine. Shut up.’)

Which left them there. Two dangerous men, shuffling home in the dead of night through London as snow gently fell around them. Quiet as mice (rats) as each thought about whatever bullshit it was, as long as it wasn’t the other.

Reggie doesn’t last long in the silence. He’s warm, and drunk, and thinking of his last Christmas, which leads him down a road he shouldn’t follow, stumbling through memories more painful now to process than they would be were he sober. 

“I think... I should've tried harder.” Jay doesn’t respond, but Reginald doesn’t need to. He could monologue like a villain when he needed to, and in the moment, he thinks he needs to. “Was so wrapped up in work shit. Robots. Designs. Bullshit.” He rolls his head to look at the sky, blinking just once as tears well up but quickly subside. “Zane wa’ right. M’kindof a jackass.” Gloved fingers squeeze at wrist and hip, but Reg doesn’t register the touch for what it is - a warning. Instead, he smiles ruefully and sniffles. “Shouldn’t have signed m’ fucking business...” He drifts, dropping his head. “D’you think m’fuck up?”

“Wrench.” Even drunk, Reg recognizes that tone for what it is. He groans and slumps into the body next to his, whines so he doesn’t have to listen to what comes next. Only nothing is said next. Instead, he finds himself dropped onto the stairs of the apartment block, wetness quickly seeping through denim and a chill running up his spine. 

The noise he lets out is undignified, but there’s no fight to him anymore. Instead, the drunk man slumps into the halfwall nearest and blinks tiredly up at Jay. “ C’mon Jay.” He grumbles when nothing is said, after a solid minute of them staring at each other. “S’cold.”

“Shut up.” Jay squints at him, then looks away, mouth pursed in an annoyed line. When he looks back, the line softens, and Reggie watches in fascination as the other man ruffles his own hair irritably, musing dyed locks up, before huffing an irritated, smoky breath. “Stop talking about him.”

“I’m not - I’m -” Lamenting. 

“Reg. Shut up and listen to me, I’m only going to say this fucking once,” Jay drops down to eye level, crouching in slush and wetness. His fingers touch the designer’s leg, palms curling over cold knees with tenderness, spreading warmth with a simple touch. “He doesn't deserve you.” Reggie’s mouth falls open, ready to protest but Jay gives him a look and he snaps it closed, listening now. “And I’m not — I’m not trying to be that asshole that says I do. But I sure as hell would never hurt you like that.”

Reggie blinks. Opens his mouth. Closes it. Blinks again as sobriety hits him like a fucking bus, the rush of feelings hitting him like a fucking train. It’s too much said - not enough but too much - and he doesn’t know what to say. Tentatively, he touches one of Jay’s hands with his own, blinking back what he thinks are tears.

“Okay?” Jay’s expression softens, not just his mouth, but everything. 

“Okay.”

It’s not quite a start, or a middle. But it’s something.

#immolatic #✦ anarchist → fuck shit up 「 gen. 」 #✦ anarchist → fuck shit up 「 fills 」 #:) i'm furious #i'm smiling but i'm angry

[a-shameless-otome-rp-sideblog]

looking for otome-based RP partners!

Hullo (hopefully future) friends! I’ve got a bit of a weird proposal.

(For anyone who saw the first one on my OTHER-OTHER side blog, this is redux, the 2.0, because that sideblog was TOO NEW to show up in tags and I am really hoping that this one shows up on this MUCH OLDER and REPURPOSED sideblog!) 

ANYWAY, here blog isn’t and probably won’t ever be an RP blog. I’ve RPed on Tumblr a lot in the past (mostly in the Homestuck community, a few years back) and while doing so was a lot of fun, it was also a lot of work! Maintaining pages, bios, graphics, etc, is all stuff I seemed to have all the time in the world for a few years back, but I find I really just don’t anymore.

Unfortunately, I don’t really know where to find RP outside of Tumblr and cherubplay (thanks again, Homestuck!) either, but Cherubplay isn’t exactly the greatest for finding anything outside of just raw-doggin-it-smut-fests and while that can be, uh, fun, it’s not really what I want to focus on when I RP.

So why am I here?

DISCORD RP!!

I’m hoping to find other people who don’t really have time to run an RP blog (or who do have time, but also might be willing to dip their toes into doing it on Discord, too, assuming you aren’t already!) for some good time plotting and roleplaying!

Which I guess brings us to the meat of this whole thing… (more, of course, under the cut!)

WHAT WILL WE RP?

I’ve been real keen on otome lately and I’m really looking to play some canon boys to your MC or OC! While I’ve certainly had my fun playing girls before (mostly in WoW, or other MMORPG settings), I find I always prefer to play dudes, and (if you’d pardon this bit of arrogance!) I think I can be pretty dang good at it!

While I do occasionally ship MxM, it’s really only something I do with my best bro, so I’m sorry to disappoint, but I’m really only interested in MxF pairings atm! I hope that’s okay with everyone.

COOL, BUT WHAT SERIES? WHAT CHARACTERS?!

I’d like to say I have a pretty healthy familiarity with a lot of otome, but I’m not sure I’d be the hottest at RPing them all! If it can’t be guessed by my avatar, I’m kind of on a Hakuouki kick right now, so I’m partial to that, for sure, but for ease of readability and so you can get a good idea of what I’m open to, I’ll list them in some nicely formatted order.

Hakuouki Characters

Okita :: Okita is tied for my personal favorite Hakuouki dude with Sannan, but I think I’d enjoy playing him a lot more than Sannan (which isn’t to say I wouldn’t like to play him, too!). I’ve always been partial to smirky, tease-y boys, especially when they’re struggling with confronting their feelings.

Sannan :: Sannan speaks to my love of polite but cold characters, and it’s only a bonus that he’s a megane, which I’ve also always loved! As mentioned above, he’s probably tied with Okita as favorite Hakuouki dude, but I think Okita’d be easier to play.

Kazama :: Kazama is fun because I’ve always had a love for garbage can style kidnap-and-seduce plotlines if that was your kind of thing!

Saito :: I love Saito aesthetically and his personality is pretty rad and I’d rank him as pretty up their on faves, but I admit I don’t have overmuch experience when it comes to awkward slow-to-open-up kinda boys! I’m sure we could make it work though.

Other dudes :: I’d be willing to try honestly most anyone from Hakuouki but these are the ones above are the ones I feel most confident/interested in playing! If you’d like someone else, you can most certainly ask, especially if you have some kind of plotline you’d like to see!

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Diabolik Lovers

Oh baby, yeah I am totally into this hot hot dumpster fire!

Reiji :: As mentioned, I love megane, and Reiji’s probs my favorite of everyone in the whole dang series. Older? Check. Smart? Check. Responsible? Check. Cold? Double check. Really fucking mean? Check. Smirky? Well, in the games, yes!

Shuu :: Sorry Reiji, but I also love Shuu. I might make him just a twinge OOC because his laziness might make advancing the plot kind of headachey, but other than tht, I love this loser.

Subaru :: Subaru, contrary to his third place on this list, is probably pretty close behind Reiji for favorites. Aggressive, ill-refined, totally willing to fight everyone – I admit I tend to play the more well-spoken and calculating kind of characters more, but I’d be willing to rock Subaru for you to the best of my ability!

Ruki :: I won’t say Ruki’s my favorite of the Mukami brothers but I like him a lot and I think I’d play him well!

Everyone else except Azusa and Kou :: Spoiler: I love Azusa to death and find him adorable but I don’t really relish playing openly masochistic characters, so he’s a no go unless we can work something out! Kou is – no offense, but I just really do not like Kou. As far as the famous Sakamaki triplets go, Kanato is one of my absolute all time favorites, and I’d be willing to play him with the right person… but we all know he’s kind of an absolute nutbag, so I’m hesitant to dump that on anyone! Ayato is a staple and Laito could be… like Kanato, I think I’d have to feel pretty assured by my partner they could handle the grosser parts of his character. Open to exploring it, however!

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Amnesia

I’m not gonna bother sectioning everyone into neat little areas cause there is so few, but Toma is my favorite (I’m a real sucker for yandere, whoops). I’d be willing to play him, of course, provided my partner was comfortable with it! I’d also be willing to do Kent (my second favorite!), Shin and maaaaaaybe Ukyo. Sorry, I didn’t really care for Ikki – not because Ikki was bad (he was actually cool!) but because fan girl route characters drive me BANANAS.

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Other fandoms :: Hit me up and ask if you want me to try anything! I might surprise you!

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AND SO THAT LEAVES US WITH… WHAT WILL YOU PLAY?

Honestly, I’m gonna be real with everyone here: I love roleplaying because it’s like writing fanfiction with someone else, so it’s all the fun and self indulgence of fanfiction, but better, cause ya know – someone else is doing it with you! And I’m really here for the self indulgence, so please go ham.

Yeah, you can play the MC of the game, and I’d be cool with that! But honestly, I love OCs, and I’d love to hear about and plot with your OCs. I have some ideas for potential plots (especially for Hakuouki), but I’m also open to your ideas, too, and I think a lot of plots could work best outside the confines of a pre-established MC. Also, you get to show me your drawings/face-claims/whatever for your characters, and that’s pretty rad!!

Also, as someone had asked when I tried to post this on my previously non-functional blog, I’m also open to crossovers! I’m cool even if I don’t know much about the character -- you’ll just have to pardon my ignorance.

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So, uh… RULES? RP STYLE? ETC? SOME POORLY ORGANIZED POINTS

+ Yeah, I’m deffo 21+ so ideally you would be too, especially if there’s anything like, remotely scandalous going on! I’m not too sure I feel very comfortable RPing with anyone younger than 18, mostly just because there’d be such a big age difference between us. Rest assured it isn’t because I think I’m better than you, or being ageist! It’s mostly just for my own sense of comfort!

+ Speaking of scandalous, I don’t push hard for anything super graphic unless that’s your style because I’m very much a person who loves drowning in the emotions of “holy crap does this guy really like this lady a lot”. I tend to be over indulgent as heck when it comes to inner monologues describing just how much your character makes mine’s heart go doki-doki, so expect a lot of that. If we start heading towards fuck-making of the graphic non-fade-to-black-variety, we should deffo discuss the sorts of things you discuss before those scenes! (Kinks? I GUESS???) But, as mentioned, it’s deffo not at all on top of my list of prerogatives. We need to BUILD for that!

+ My RP style tends to be 3rd or 2nd (lmao, Homestuck) person, present tense, a couple paragraphs to “oh my god, you can shut up now”. You can write however you like, with my only request being that you be passably literate! Not like, snootily literate. You get what I mean? I hope so. ):

+ As far as activity goes, I’m also fine with the Tumblr esque style of replying whenever you get around to it! If we both happen to be on for a barrage of replies, great! If we can only get one or two out a day, also great! I’m pretty easy going, honestly.

+ I love working in universe and also going mad with AUs. Find some cute starters or AU ideas on tumblr and you wanna throw them at me? I’m always open. From vampires where there are none to school AUs to coffee shop AUs I am willing to try most things, but note: I am primarily a fan of DRAMATIC ROMANCE so keep that in mind!

+ Want some kinda crazy love triangle where your lady is pursued by not one, BUT TWO DUDES? We can probably make it happen!

+ I run the gamut from fluffy and sweet romance to angsty yandere esque stuff, so please feel free to talk to me about what kind of dude you’d like!

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A SAMPLE OF MY STYLE:

It has been months, Okita reminds himself. It has been months, and months, and more months on top of that – almost a year, maybe a little more, even, and as he sets his teeth behind that constant wolf’s grin, he thinks to himself: You should be better than this. You should be stronger.

But for all the time he’s spent with her, it has never gotten easier. No, no – it has only ever gotten worse, and it’s particularly bad now that he’s alone with her, now that she’s so close –

“Okita-san?” Her voice rings in his ears like a few plucked notes of some delicate string instrument, and he feels his lips part, his smile all teeth. She’s paused, midway between pouring him a cup of tea, and her eyes – ever and much too familiar – meet his with a hint of shyness Okita feels guilty for relishing. “Are you okay?”

“Worried about me, mn?” He rolls his head from one shoulder to the next, halfway between a shrug and a stretch, and tries very hard to resist the urge to pull her towards him, into him, that he might catch more of the rich perfume that lingers along the line of her throat. “You shouldn’t be.”

You should, he thinks, and not without a hint of guilt, be more worried about yourself.

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ANYWAY, IT’S LATE.

I feel like I’m missing some garbage, but I’ll probably add to this tomorrow when I inevitably remember what I forgot! If you’re interested, send me an ask or a submission or a Tumblr… DM? We can work from there with regards to exchanging contact info!

#hakuouki rp #hakuoki rp #otome rp #diabolik lovers rp #amnesia rp #ikemen sengoku rp #hakuouki #hakuoki #diabolik lovers #amnesia #ikemen sengoku #i'm sorry for all these tags i'm trying for exposure #let's be real this probably won't even work #i might have to do this on like #my main blog #or my main side blog #the horror

[waypathfinder]

Crimson Lane - Chapter 11 - The Traitor

Moodboard by @ashtyntaytertot 

Beta’d by @kathknight and @ashtyntaytertot

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Chapter Text 

Morning in the city was a deranged cocktail of senses to Kylo: jackhammers pounding, sirens screaming, crying babies, all of it stewing in a pot of pollution and garbage.

He stalked forward, head down with his hands stuffed into his pockets, his path direct; determined. People passed him, bumping against his body while fiddling on their phones, careless and self-absorbed, ignorant of how every touch made him stiffen; hyper-aware.

The product of someone who’d always had to watch their back. 

And never more so than right now.

Normally, if he had to walk down the street, he did so with a pair of earphones in, tuning out the world around him.

But today, there was no music. He needed to be aware.

The noise of the city dulled into the background, the jolting disarray of sound overwhelmed by a subtle roar, breathless and quiet. Like the wind before a train cuts through a subway tunnel.

Everything fell silent but the roar of his inner monologue:  You  were the one who chose this path,  you, a grovelling, terrified teenager.

And now his road cut deep, a chasm with no escape. He’d tried to claw his way out of it many times, but Snoke had always been one step ahead of the game.

Not any more.

Two weeks ago, Kylo Ren waited in Snoke’s office, eyes downcast, hands in pocket, toying nervously with a sleek black cylindrical shaped UBS Drive in his pocket.

“You wanted to see me?”

“Be patient!” Snoke scolded him, hungrily clicking on his mouse, the pink flesh of his tongue coasting across his lips.

“You said it was urgent.”

Snoke glared at him, lips moving, silent and angry.

“Were you on my computer before?”

“No,” Kylo said flatly.

“My settings have changed.” He clicked his mouse in loud tapping motions, annoyed. “That bastard San Tekka has been leaking info to the press again. I thought you were taking care of it.”

“I am. Hux and I have almost tracked him down. We’re close.”

“So you keep saying.”

Snoke clicked on the mouse a few more times, fascinated with whatever was on his screen. “For ex-security, he seems to know a lot about our operation.”

The hairs on the back of Kylo’s neck prickled unsettlingly. “Lor San Tekka may have just been a security guard, but he had the means to access a lot of information.”

Snoke was silent.

Watchful.

Kylo pulled at the collar of his shirt, feeling as if he were being choked.

“Do you think he’s getting his info from someone else?” Kylo asked.

“Possibly.” Snoke shrugged. “What do you think?”

“Unlikely—” he began, then smirked, thinking of a better response, “How much do you trust Hux?”

Snoke’s shoulders moved, a laugh. Kylo was almost ready to breathe a sigh of relief when his boss’s eyes narrowed at him as they flicked between the monitor and him.

“You little fucker!”

Kylo paled, throat closing.

“Did you think I wouldn’t see this?”

Snoke spun his laptop around. The footage was dark and the sound unclear, but there was a clear outline of men wearing black balaclavas. In the middle of the room was an elderly man, blabbering incoherently.

The tallest of the masked assailants took a step towards him and, with lightning speed, kicked him in the loin. The audio bled into weeping screams and Kylo stepped back, turning away. It always made him sick to watch himself work.

“Did I tell you to look away?”

Kylo straightened, his pulse pounding at the base of his neck. “I don’t see what the problem is. You got your money.“

“You call that a Mawashi Geri? You are off-balance. What am I paying you for if you can’t even deliver a simple roundhouse kick?”

“We got the money,” Kylo stressed the point through gritted teeth, balling his fists behind his back.

Snoke rolled his eyes as his lips curled into a sneer.

“It’s not just about the money, son. These vipers need to learn that the First Order owns them. Did he need to go to a hospital?”

No, they had left him bleeding and screaming on the floor. In pain, but not seriously injured.

A failure, in Snoke’s eyes.

“Just what I thought. I have no use for spineless worms who can’t follow orders.”

Kylo nodded, eyes downcast. “Is that all?”

“No.” Snoke stood, his golden robe sweeping around his body in a gesture of grandeur. He glided towards Kylo, slow and smooth as a snake slithers through the grass.

“I have a question for you,” he whispered. “Blonde or brunette?”

“Huh?” Kylo asked, taken aback at the change in conversation.

“What do you like to fuck, blondes or brunettes?”

“I…” he stammered. Some part of him still felt ashamed that he used the girls here. It was— It was not the way he saw his future playing out.

“Which one—” Snoke’s voice rose.

“Brunette.”

“Ha!” Snoke purred. “Interesting. You know, I found a pretty little piece of flesh the other day. Phasma’s going to bring her in. She has no family, is desperate for cash, young. You will like her.  Brunette. ”

“They all do the same job once the lights are off,” Kylo said dryly.

Snoke chuckled to himself, his bony fingers reaching out and squeezing Kylo’s shoulder. “Well, that’s true. I’ll book her in for you. Monday, July 2. Kanjiklub are late with their payment again. I need you to show Tasu Leech we mean business. Smash his kneecap, I don’t care which one. You can have this girl when you’re finished… to unwind.”

“Fine,” Kylo grumbled. “Bring her in.”

“Oh, I will,” he hissed, those icy eyes filling Kylo with a chill that ran straight to his core.

***

Bring her in.

Those three fateful words. Kylo had said them just to shut Snoke up. But his boss had planned this from the beginning, setting the trap, using Rey as the bait. The question was why, now, after all this time, was Snoke so focused on him? Was it a power play, a lesson to bring him into line, or something bigger and far more dangerous?

And Rey.

Snoke had dragged her into this shit-show. Manipulated and lured her into thinking she could pay off her debt—the one he had forced on her.

Kylo stormed past a metal bin anchored to a pole, battered and dented from years of misuse.

Rey.

He kicked it as hard as he could. The metal crash rang out, scattering loose pieces of rubbish on the ground.

He had to keep Snoke away from her, and time was running out.

Kylo kicked the bin again, this time it dislodged from its anchor, and crashed onto the sidewalk, almost taking out a middle-aged couple in the process. They exchanged knowing looks at each other and mouthed the word ‘drugs’.

If only it was drugs. Then he would have an excuse for being the way he was. Violent.  Unbalanced.

He charged down the street, fixated on the passing pavement beneath his feet until he was standing in front of a faded red door.

Kylo hammered on it.

No answer.

Again.

He stopped, knuckles stinging, from the other side there was the sound of rattling keys and... one, two, three: the locks snapped open. The handle turned and the door creaked open, just enough.

A gaunt man with short-cropped white hair, a neat beard and pale blue eyes peered out.

Kylo pushed the door open with his boot and Lor San Tekka took an unsteady step back.

“Look how old you’ve become.”

”Something far worse has happened to you,” Lor replied.

Kylo straightened his spine, glowering. “You know why I’m here.”

“Take a seat.”

Rey crossed her arms, gnawing at the inside of her mouth like she was chewing on a bone.

This was a bad idea.

A  very bad Idea.

“Come on, Rey. I don’t bite,” Poe said, flashing his dazzling white teeth at her.

She studied him warily, noting the way he stood between her and the exit; one hand clutching his briefcase, the other inviting her to sit. Ridiculous smile, glued in place. No doubt he tried to look welcoming, but it was too eager, like she was being lured into a trap.

You could still leave.  She tried to stay calm.  Just turn around and disappear forever.

Poe must have sensed her hesitation, because he sat down with a lazy thump, kicking his feet up on the chair opposite, and casually began reading the menu with a bored expression.

Eventually, Rey took a measured breath and lowered her body slowly into the booth as Poe watched her subtly, peering out beneath his thick brows. At the far end of the room, a tray crashed to the floor and the sound of breaking glass shattered around her. She jumped, skittery as a wild deer. Heart pounding.

“Here.” Poe pushed the menu towards her, his voice placating. “Order whatever you want. My work’s paying.”

She supposed she could stay for a bite to eat if he was paying. After all, Rey looked around at the plush velvet seats, vase centrepieces with explosions of colour… and then there were those rich aromas wafting from the kitchen. She closed her eyes and inhaled.

A restaurant meal. When would she be lucky enough to score one of those again?

“Okay,” she sighed and opened the menu, running her finger down the line of prices.

$29, $35, $32…

Ah. There it was.

“I’ll have that one.” She tapped her finger against the menu.

“The lobster?” Poe squinted at his own menu, jaw dropping. “It’s sixty-five dollars!”

“Yes, that’s the one.” She nodded decisively. “I’ve not tried it before.”

He took her menu back and groaned. “Really? You’ve ordered the most expensive thing on the menu.”

“Did I ?” Rey teased, a picture of innocence.

Poe shook his head, mumbling something about a thirty-dollar limit. It was a small victory, but it was sweet enough.

Once the orders were taken, Poe pulled out a dog-eared file and whacked it on the table.

“Don’t you use computers at the Hosnian Herald?” she asked.

“Cute. You want to be a reporter sweetheart? You watch and learn.”

Rey rolled her eyes, but watched anyway, because hell yes, she wanted to be a reporter.

Poe placed a notepad filled with messy shorthand strokes on the table, followed by a dictaphone.

“I thought you said you left that back at the office?”

“Did I ?”

Rey scowled at him, but that may have been because otherwise she might have smiled.  Bloody reporters!

“Right, let’s get started.“ Poe bypassed the notepad and pressed ‘record’ on the dictaphone.

“So, Rey,” he said, locking his black coffee-coloured eyes on her. “How’s life in the sex industry?”

Shit! She shot her hand to turn off the recording device.

“You can’t record that!”

“For a girl who’s trying to protect her secrets, you’re not very obliging.”

“What makes you think I’m trying to hide anything?”

“Oh, in that case, I’ll call Finn back and he can take notes. Sorry, my bad.”

Rey’s mouth turned to ash, fingernails pushing into her forearms, leaving half-moon pressure marks on her skin. She was stuffed, and could only watch in horror as Poe unlocked his phone, flicking through his contact list.

“Wait!”

Breathe, Rey!  The words were her own, but they had mixed with the gravelly undercurrent of her former Sensei, Master Skywalker. The memory swept her away to a quiet hall with bright, sunlit windows and polished wooden floors.

“ What do you see?” Master Skywalker asked, his voice filtering through her meditation, guiding her.

“The man in black,” she whispered. Those quiet moments of self-reflection always wrenched her back to that cesspit of a home, to the night she was attacked. She could never stop seeing him.

“You see your enemy?” his voice was calm, a safe harbour in stormy seas.

“Yes.”

“Never show weakness before your enemy. Stand strong.”

And like that, she was back, faced with this smiling, ambitious reporter who thought he could bully her into exposing her story.

She stiffened, lifting her eyebrows and meeting his eyes with a level-headed coldness.

“Are you blackmailing me, Poe Dameron?”

“Blackmail?” Poe looked affronted. “What!? No!”

“So, what if I refuse to tell you anything?”

“Then you refuse. There’s not much I can do about it.”

“You won’t tell Finn what I’m doing?”

Poe sighed. “Look, I don’t want your story, Rey. I have no wish to expose you or call you out. I just want you to tell me everything you know about Snoke.

Alexander Snoke. Rey shivered. Even the thought of that deceptively frail, hulking creep made her want to disappear forever. “I don’t know anything about Snoke.”

Poe nodded, as though he expected as much. Untying the document wallet before of him, he opened the flap and pulled out a stack of newspaper clippings.

“Let me enlighten you then.”

Terror bombing kills 120

First Order scores multi-million dollar government security contract

Palpatine’s popularity soars amidst vote of no confidence

Resistance battered into submission, Organa-Solo resigns

“And my personal favourite.”

Reporter targeted in Yavin car bomb

“Your  boss, Alexander Snoke, is behind every single one of these stories.”

Rey sifted through the articles as Poe continued to bring more out, scattering them on the table in a messy collage: reports of beatings, stabbings, robbery, blackmail… the list seemed endless.

“To the public, he is the revered CEO of the First Order. Fortune magnet. But behind the scenes, he is manipulating the government and crushing anyone who gets in his way.”

“What’s his endgame then?” Rey flicked through the pages, amazed at how much Poe had actually pegged against him.

“Power.” Poe twisted his cup of water on the table, watching the way the water stayed still regardless. “By bombing the Resistance, he created a sense of panic. Meanwhile, he has a few quiet words to his mate Palpatine, and what do you know? The First Order scores a huge government contract, providing security and weapons to the police force. Suddenly the Imperial government’s rigid military rule starts to look like a pretty good idea, and since Palpatine owes him a couple favours he can start to cash in and make things go the way he wants on a larger scale.”

“That seems like a bit of a far stretch for a guy who runs a brothel.”

“A brothel  and a multi-billion-dollar company. Anyway, the brothel is just a front, essentially; plus, he likes it. The guy’s a complete sexual deviant.”

Rey thought back to his special cupboard, the way he had filmed her. Poe sure as hell wasn’t wrong about that.

“From Crimson Lane he does all the illegal stuff because he wouldn’t be caught dead doing that at the First Order; it’s under a lot more scrutiny. Also, he can’t fund any underhanded deals through First Order books, so that’s where the loans and drugs come into play. He preys on junkies and anyone else in desperate positions. He finds their weak spot and breaks them through blackmail, loans, threats, addiction, whatever he can to fund his operation.”

Rey searched through the clippings, her expression hollow. It was so much bigger than she ever thought.

And was this what Kylo Ren was part of? She couldn’t believe it. She wouldn’t.

But…

And there was a  but. A brutal threatening fact that lurked in the shadow of her mind.

Her hand strayed across the Resistance bombing articles, Senator Leia Organa-Solo had stepped down after they had lost so many lives, feeling somehow responsible.

She picked up the largest article on the Resistance attack:

Terror bomb devastates. Beneath the headline was a photograph of broken bodies beneath white sheets that were smeared with blood. From beneath one of them was a child’s hand outstretched, charred and bloody. Lifeless. She had seen images of that hand on the television news that day. It had stayed with her long after.

She read beneath the image.

There are fears up to 120 are dead today after a mysterious bomb blast crushed Resistance headquarters in the early hours of the morning.

A spokesperson for the Police first response team said the perpetrators designed the bomb to cause maximum damage.

The Imperial government has denied any involvement and has condemned the attack as “despicable”.

It looks to be the end of an already embattled Resistance party, after they suffered a landslide defeat in the last election.

Rey glued her eyes to the story, hand trembling.

Did Rose know she was working for the man responsible for her sister’s death? Did any of them?

“How can you be sure that Snoke is behind all of this?”

Poe lowered his head and whispered, “I have a source.”

Rey nodded, furrowing her brow. There was a rising feeling of anxiety from deep within. Poe pressed on, leaning forward.

“I promise you, once we’re finished with this story, Snoke will be done. We’ll have him on the Resistance bombing and so much more. Rey—”

He said her name with a breath of desperation, as though he had come to the point where he would plead his case, but he held back.

Rey gnawed at her fingernails, mind racing. If Snoke was behind all this, then did it mean Kylo was the one inflicting the damage?

“We need to get him, Rey. This bastard never gets his own hands dirty. He gets his army of trained mercenaries to do it for him — he calls them his Knights.”

She nodded, face ashen, the newspaper report on the Resistance bombing trembling in her shaking hands. Her eyes, glued on the pictures of covered bodies. The sound of that explosion, rippling through her brain. The stench, smouldering rubble, singed flesh, sirens, screams, despair. She hadn’t even there, walking two blocks away, but it was close enough.

“What do you know about the Knights?” she asked.

“There are nine of them, headed up by the guy only known as Kylo Ren.” Poe pried the article from her fingers and slipped it back inside his folder. “No one knows who he is or what he looks like, but from what I understand, he comes around the brothel from time to time—”

Her lungs were burning. Why couldn’t she breathe?

Poe paused, eyes narrowing in on her. “Rey, do you know who he is?”

She opened her mouth, closed it again and looked away.

“This is important Rey. If you can identify him—”

“No,” she snapped, shaking her head. “I don’t know who it is. I’ve just heard his name mentioned, that’s all.”

Poe exhaled, his demeanour slumping into the chair. “That’s a shame. Well, anyway, if you come across that guy, Rey, you run and don’t look back.”

She nodded.

“I’m sorry,” she murmured and meant it. Sorry that she had lied. That even while she understood Kylo was one of the “bad” guys, deep down she wasn’t ready to believe the worst of him. Perhaps, just perhaps, he was stuck, like she was.

But if Kylo was involved in that bombing, she couldn’t…

She swallowed. Her body was prickling with feverous heat, like the temperature rise before throwing up.

“Do you think he…” She took a drink of water, trying to hide the way she couldn’t stop shaking. “Do you think Kylo Ren was behind the bombing?”

Poe stared at her for a beat.

Too long.

“No. Anything with pyrotechnics is Armitage’s work. Red-headed English guy. A snivelling rat. You’ll know him when you see him. Total psycho. Loves his work.”

Rey startled as the waiter slid their meals in front of them without a word. Rey ignored it, even though her stomach was rumbling and the rich smell of the lobster with white sauce was wafting before her.

“If you’ve got a source, why do you need me?”

“Because I don’t know how much longer I will have him.”

Poe cut into the tender flesh of his steak. The juices bled onto the plate, drowning the rest of his food in red.

“A guy named Lor San Tekka got in touch with me a month ago. He’s been feeding me information on Snoke. He used to work for him until last year as a security guard. He quit after the attack. His wife, Marianne, worked for Senator Organa. She was one of the first ones found in the wreckage that day, or at least, they found parts of her.”

Rey shivered, nausea growing in her gut.

“Why on earth would you tell me who your source is?” Rey asked, horrified. She had learnt that much in the university; never,  ever reveal your sources.

“I’m telling you because I need you to listen out for me. If you hear anything that sounds like they will make a move on San Tekka, I need you to tell me,” Poe said in a hushed voice. “The guy has a USB drive with enough dirt to take down Snoke and the First Order once and for all. But I don’t know…”  He dragged a hand down his face, all of his suave arrogance disappearing in the movement.

“I have a bad feeling about it, Rey. Like it’s all too easy. This San Tekka guy’s got a target on his back. He’s the only one with the motive to take down Snoke. It won’t take them long to figure out he’s the leak... if they haven’t already.”

Rey thought about it. Something wasn’t right here, and she had good instincts about these things.

“So, you have him on the Resistance bombing?” she asked.

“That and so much more, I mean, this last Monday, Tasu Leech, who heads up the Kanjiklub crime family, was left beaten within an inch of his life. That was Kylo Ren’s work apparently, according to my source.”

Monday. Rey felt the blood rushing from her face. Their first night together.

“What else do you have on Kylo Ren?” God, she wished her voice would stop shaking.

“We have everything, Rey. Everything he’s been involved in over the last ten years up until last week. Well, everything except his true identity.”

Rey played with her food, quiet and thoughtful. There were so many mixed emotions fighting within her. And then a thought struck her.

“If San Tekka was just a security guard who quit his job over a year ago, how does he have access to all of this? I mean, these are some of Snoke’s biggest secrets. That doesn’t make any sense to me.”

“What are you thinking?”

“Well, wouldn’t it indicate there was  another source? One that still works for Snoke really closely. Perhaps Lor isn’t your primary source. You said his wife was murdered in the attack, but what if he was just a front-man, who was being fed information from the real source, so he or she can stay in a position of trust.”

Poe gawked and then smiled appreciatively. “Well, I’ll be damned, Rey. Finn said you were brilliant.”

“I’m far from brilliant—”  Blighted, more like.

But Poe ignored her. “Tell you what. You help me crack this case and there will be a job for you at the end of all this.”

“What, as your coffee assistant?” she scoffed.

“As a reporter, if that’s what you want? You ask the right questions, Rey, and you can obviously write, since Finn said your first year was on a scholarship. And you’ve got sass. I like that.”

Rey considered his offer. What if, after all of this, she could still have a future… How dangerous could it be?

“You’re thinking about it.” Poe leaned in with a hungry smile. “Maybe once this story is done, I could even give you a joint byline with Finn.”

A byline. Her jaw dropped, eyes smiling.  Could it happen? She almost felt like crying at the possibility.

“Poe, I—”

“Don’t thank me yet. Because there’s one more thing I need from you.”    

Kylo Ren squeezed into the ornate dining chair, covered in floral upholstery. The cushion of the seat was stained yellow and every time he moved it creaked, threatening imminent collapse.

Lor San Tekka’s late sister’s townhouse was a time capsule of 1970s decor, vomited up into the modern day. Vintage brown paper lined the walls and floral drapes with dusty sheer curtains clothed the windows. There were layers of dust upon every surface and it stunk of potpourri.

Next to the front door, a stoic grandfather clock stood guard, passing time with resonant beats. It was near midday. Six hours before he would be with Rey. The thought of it made his throat dry, senses alert.

She had left things …  hopeful.

But he couldn’t think of her now.

Kylo sat alone at a compact dining table with two regency chairs.

The silence of the lounge room forced Kylo to listen to the old man groaning with pain,  accompanied by the sound of an erratic flow of urine splashing into the basin with moans of relief.

Fuck old age. He never wanted to be old and weak. Luckily, he figured his time would come sooner rather than later—

The toilet flushed and Lor battled to return down the hall, face wincing with every step he took towards the small dining area.

Lor smiled weakly. He‘d withered into a shell of a man, with dark circles beneath his eyes, bones protruding against stretched white skin, his hair missing in clumps. And then there was that smell, hidden beneath the layers of potpourri, a stench that hovered like a low cloud blotting out the sun. It was the smell old age, like candle wax and old newspapers; the promise of death. He knew Lor was sick, but he hadn’t realised how close he was to the end.

“How have you been?” Kylo asked, ignoring the expressions of pain that fleeted across Lor’s face as he sat.

“The doctors say there’s not much time left. The cancer has spread too far. Inoperable, apparently. Let this be a warning, young Solo, to get your prostate checked regularly.”

Kylo looked out the window, past dust floating in roads of sunlight. He had known Lor his entire life; the guy was his goddamn Godfather. But even in his old age, Lor had been a beacon of strength, both physical and mental.

That had changed after the bomb. After Marianne had died…

“I’m sorry to hear that,” Kylo said, refusing to meet his gaze.

“Don’t be.” Lor poured a cup of tea for them both.

“Is there nothing they can do?”

“Why should they do anything?” Lor stirred his tea, spooning out stray tea leaves. “I have been hanging on here by a thread, Ben. I want to go home, I want to be with my wife.”

“Let’s get on with this—” Kylo snapped, pulling a USB stick out of his pocket.

Lor smiled, eyes distant. “You know, I still remember the day I met her. Marianne was an intern for the Resistance, and I was First Order security.” He laughed. “If looks could kill! Well, let’s say I wouldn’t be around to talk to you.”

Kylo flicked him a fake smile, more focussed on the small cylinder of information that could potentially destroy him and everyone else that worked for Snoke, than Lor’s musings of yesteryear.

“She was sharp as a tack, outspoken with a fiery temper. You can only imagine how much grief she gave me.”

Kylo nodded, a half smile. He could imagine Marianne putting San Tekka in his place, almost like… he saw her in his mind’s eye; hazel eyes, sun-kissed cheeks, dotted with a galaxy of stars…

Lor was still talking, but he had stopped listening, although now the old man’s tears fell, simply, without fanfare.: Chronic sadness.

He couldn’t imagine that pain. He wouldn’t let that happen to him, to Rey. Not that he loved Rey, or even…

He didn’t know. But he sure as hell wouldn’t let anything happen to her.

“What’s on your mind, Ben?”

Kylo straightened his back against the chair, hesitant to ask, but he had to know.

“How did you change her mind about you?”

“I didn’t. She fell in love with me despite what I did or the fact I worked for the ‘enemy’. She made me a better man.”

“You sold out then.” Kylo took a sip of his tea, dark eyes flashing up at Lor to check his reaction and was not disappointed,

Lor glowered, cheeks red, the first glimpse of colour on his grey face.

“No, you idiot. She made me  want  to be better.”

“How sweet.” Kylo gave him a wry smile.

“Mock all you like. But I know where you came from, before you called yourself Kylo Ren. I know what lies beneath the darkness.”

“Anyway.” Kylo rolled his eyes, weaving the small cylindrical shaped USB drive between his fingers. “This has all Snoke’s correspondence leading up to the Resistance bombing, and plenty of dirt afterwards. You need to get this to Poe tonight. I won’t be able to get you another copy, I risked everything just getting this one.”

Lor took it from him, appearing to marvel at the size of something so powerful.

“This is it, Lor, this drive has everything we need to take Snoke down.”

“Everything?”

“Video footage, photos, emails, for the last five years, the lot. It will ruin him.”

“And what about Kylo Ren? Where does he fit in all of this?”

Kylo got up, hands restless as he paced about the room. “I told you, I wasn’t involved in the Resistance bombing—but my hands aren’t clean.” He stopped, meeting Lor’s gaze. “I’m not hiding anything. If the First Order is to burn, Kylo Ren will burn with it.”

“Ben—” Lor leaned in, as though he would stand, but that bolt of pain showed in his face again and he clearly thought better of it. “You can still…“

“No.”

Kylo looked out into the street beyond, face resolute.

“It’s time to let the past die. I’m done with all of it. Snoke, the First Order, the Resistance. Everything.”

“I still don’t understand why you’re rushing this through now,” Lor said “It was safe when we were just trickling information to the press, pulling back when Snoke got suspicious. If this doesn’t go to plan, we’re both dead men.”

Kylo gazed out the window as cars streamed past, colours muted by the lace curtains. On the footpath, children rode their bikes. People. Peace. Life. It went on, regardless of what happened to him, or Lor.

“It’s not negotiable. I need to bring him down by Friday.”

“But why—”

“Because!” Kylo snapped. Because if he didn’t, how could he keep protecting her from Snoke?  No. From Friday, that bastard had cleared her bookings for the rest of the week; apart from the odd session with Hux, the rest he had pencilled in for himself.

Not a fucking chance.

It was the least Kylo could do to make it up to her. For being the one that haunted her nightmares, and terrorised her daydreams. If he couldn’t tell her the truth about that night in Jakku, he would at least do this. To free her. To free them both.

“Very well,” Lor conceded. “I will get this to Poe tonight. It’s time we brought this bastard down once and for all.”

Kylo gave him a solemn nod and turned, throat dry, blinking. He worked to clear it, trying to hold back the unsettled feeling bubbling in his gut.

“There’s one more thing—” Kylo paused as he took a deep breath, forcing himself to look the old man in the eye. “After tonight, you need to leave. Snoke has a hit on you.”

“That old bastard’s had a hit on me since I left the First Order.”

“But this time—” Kylo clamped his jaw, rolling his lips together. Time was running out for Lor.

“Snoke will send you after me.” Lor guessed what he would say. “And Kylo Ren never misses.”

Kylo was silent, but his face gave away the truth, it always did.

“Maybe it’s time I started missing,” said Kylo.

“No.” Lor shook his head. “Not this time. If Snoke discovers you’re the leak, then any chance we had of taking the First Order down is over. You need to protect your position, play the game. It isn’t worth risking everything for—”

“I won’t let him find you.”

“And if he does? What will you do?”

Kylo stared at him, silent.

“You will need to do it, Ben.”

Kylo looked away, eye’s glassy.

“You will do it, won‘t you Ben?”

Lor reached forward, grasping his hand around Kylo’s wrist. His grip was firm, even though his end was coming.

“We have to see this through, Kylo. Who will be next, your father? Your mother? This girl Snoke’s toying with in front of you? The bastard will never stop until he’s removed everyone you’ve ever cared about.”

Kylo pinched the space between his eyes at the sharp pain that was building there, increasing every day.

“He wants you Kylo. You’ve always been a prize to him, something he can covet and keep and control. If he can’t have you, he will destroy you.”

Kylo fingered the keys in his pocket as he nodded a quiet goodbye.

“It’s all right, Ben.” Lor eventually stood again, grasping his shoulder, breaking him out of his reverie. “Whatever happens tonight, it will be all right.”

Kylo moved towards the door, silent and dark, a black shadow disappearing into nothingness. He gripped the front door handle, eyeing the moving hands of the grandfather clock. The noon chimes would sound within the minute. But he had an overwhelming urge to leave before the hour struck. He pulled the door open, just as the sound of the low, ominous toll of the clock chimes followed him out. They were like the strike of a death knell, forcing him to a fate he couldn’t escape.

The door closed behind him and the cries of the clock chased him into the daylight again. He keeled over, pushing his hands against his knees, trying to breathe, trying to think.

But all he could hear was the roar, loud and consuming, tearing at him now.

It was a feeling, a warning, that this plan of theirs was all going to hell.

Poe hesitated, scanning the room before continuing, “If things fall through with Lor—”

She buried her forehead in her hands, dreading what was coming next.

“Rey, this is important. If things fall through with Lor, I need another backup. Someone on the inside who can get close to Snoke and Kylo. Someone who can feed information to us without suspicion.”

Rey groaned and pushed her plate away, no longer hungry. “I knew you would ask me this.”

“People’s lives are on the line.”

She raised her voice. “ My  life is on the line!”

Restaurant patrons froze, forks hovering mid-air to their mouths, looking at her, silent. She slid deeper into her chair, lowering her chin and rubbing her forehead as though she were pushing away a headache.

Poe smirked. “Are you trying to draw attention to us?”

“No,” she sulked, poking at the remains on her dinner plate like it were a dead carcass.

After a time, the diners resumed their chatter and returned to their lunch. Rey breathed a sigh of relief, careful not to draw more attention to them. There was no guarantee that there wasn’t a spy or friend of Snoke’s lurking around, listening.

“Poe, look, you seem like a nice guy. Fighting the good fight and all, but I  need  this job. If I lose it—”

She met his gaze, unflinching and thoughtful. Should she tell him everything? He might know who was holding her ransom with this crippling debt.

The scraping of plates, murmuring patrons and gentle jazz faded away, leaving a heavy silence between them.

“I owe some money, and someone’s after me to get it back,” she whispered.

Poe leaned in; that reporter’s spark shining in his dark, hungry eyes. “Who’s after you?”

“I don’t know his name or anything about him. He wore a black mask and black clothes.”

“Right,” he drawled, leaning back in his chair. Thinking. “A man in black. Like in  The Princess Bride ?”

“What?!” she shrieked. “Nothing like the  Princess Bride. Have you even watched that movie?”

“Hey, I saw the trailer. Twice.”

“Well  if you’d watched it you’d know he was trying to rescue her the entire time. He was the love interest. Forget it!” she snapped and grabbed her bag, pushing an uneaten dinner roll into the front pocket.

“Hold on, hold on! I’m sorry, Rey,” Poe pleaded, hand outstretched, patting the table before her. “Don’t go!”

She paused, still clutching her bag, itching to leave.

“Please, Rey,” Poe continued, his voice gentle, disarming. “I want to help you.”

“You can’t,” she breathed.

He took her hand in his own. It felt warm and rough, thick and gentle. “Try me, sunshine.”

Rey sighed.

“Okay… six years ago.” Her stomach churned at the memory of that time. “I went back to my home in Jakku…”

***

There she was again. Transported to the deserted apartment building, forgotten by everyone except the resident cockroaches moving in scattered swarms across the kitchen floor.

Rey had hauled her dog bed up from the street below, opened the windows, and cleared the cigarettes and beer bongs. Within a week, the chemical haze had disintegrated, and now she almost felt comfortable.

Her late parent’s apartment was scorching in summer. Heat rose through every storey, making her little spot like an oven during the night and even more unbearable in the day. The cockroaches dwindled in number but no matter what she did, there were always flies; buzzing and bouncing around the rooms clumsily.

But, it was home.

The days were easy, filled with scavenging and hunting for treasures she could swap for food. But the nights were something else. The abandoned building had become a hive for squatters; she could hear them through the walls, shouting, fighting, humping. Sometimes, they tried to ransack her room. Banging at the door with broken bottles, asking her to come out. She had bolted the door and hammered planks across the doorframe, barriers to stop them getting in. But there was always the fear it wouldn’t be enough to hold them back.

And it wasn’t.

***

“The chair!” a voice hissed. “Tie her to the chair.”

She scrambled, arms and legs flailing. She lashed out with her nails, kicking at whatever flesh she could find, even biting when she had the chance. The fight was short-lived and pathetic; in under a minute, the cold steel of the chair was hard against her back.

“Stop!” she cried. “I‘m just a scavenger. Can‘t you see I don‘t have anything?”

A man in black towered over her. He was over six feet tall with broad shoulders, and while a balaclava hid his face, she could clearly see his eyes like pieces of coal. Cold and empty.

“Quiet,” he hissed, pinning her hands down with his forearms while he tightened cable ties around her wrists.

“Last month you came into a sum of money…”

“No,” she whimpered. The money she had gotten for selling her body. The money that Unkar Plutt had stolen from her the same day. “I don’t have it!”

He came closer, voice calm and deadly. She felt his gaze all over, studying her from top to bottom, assessing her. A wooden club tapped against his leather palm in a slow staccato rhythm.

“She’s lying.” Another man stepped out of the shadows, also masked, but with fire-red tendrils of hair poking out from beneath his balaclava. “I just got off the phone with him. She has the money to cover the parent’s debt.”

Her assailant stepped forward again, squatting before her, resting his heavy elbows upon her knees. He raised her chin with his club, forcing her to meet his piercing gaze.

“I know you have the money.”

She shook her head again, but he pressed the club hard against her.

“And now you‘re going to give it to me.“

She kicked her legs at him, aiming for his groin, but missed, hitting his shin instead. His eyes twitched with pain, and he wrenched her hands forward, almost ripping her from the chair.

To fight or take flight? There was no longer a question.

She riled. An inferno of heat exploded in Rey’s body. She’d had enough. So far she had been abandoned, abused, taken advantage of and now assaulted.  Enough!

She drew the saliva from her mouth and spat at him with as much force as she could muster, her spittle landing in his eye.

He wiped it away, and she smirked.

“I’m not giving you anything!”

��We’ll see.” He stood, turning away from her as he tapped a number into his phone, bringing it to his ear.

The room fell into silence, the subdued ringer, the only noise in this vacuum of sound. The red-haired man paced in front of her, while the other men anchored around the perimeter fixed their eyes on her like hungry dogs waiting for the kill.

“You were right. The parents died of a drug overdose a year ago,” the man in black spoke quietly into the phone. “The girl’s here like you expected. What do you want me to do with her?”

Silence.

He nodded, covering the mouthpiece to speak to her.

“Is your name Kira?”

“Piss off,” she hissed.

The man gave her a wry smile. “Yeah, it’s Kira.”

He walked around the room, murmuring into the phone inaudibly. At one point, he walked straight over her bed on the floor, tripping on it. He kicked it out of his path, and then paused, looking back at her.

“You got a dog?”

Rey shook her head, brows knitting in confusion until she realised what he was talking about. Her cheeks burned as she looked at the dog bed,  her bed.

He stared at her, almost like he knew. She didn‘t know where to look, because now he studied her with a gravity that made her even more unsettled than the cold darkness in his eyes.

“Right.” He held the phone out to his partner. “He wants to speak with you.”

The red-haired man snatched the phone. “Yes, I’m here,” he said with a pompous voice, too grandiose and out-of-place for a common thug. He walked out with the phone, leaving Rey alone with her assailant and his silent disciples.

She tried to quiet the threatening thoughts in her mind, her imagination running wild, picturing what a gang of criminals might do to her alone, in her apartment, with no one to help her. She closed her eyes, praying to whatever God was listening to her, to get her out of this alive.

When she opened them again, the man in black was right there in front of her, squatting, in her space. She could smell the spicy aroma of his aftershave and see the bags under his eyes.

When he kneeled this close to her, the cruellest thing was that those eyes were not  un kind—in fact, they were almost sensitive.

But there was the lie. For this person was dangerous, a harbinger of all her worst nightmares.

“How old are you?” he asked, voice quiet. She would almost have thought him gentle, had he not been holding a weapon at his side.

She gathered herself, pushing back the tide of terror threatening to overwhelm her.

“I’m s—sixteen.”

He turned away, mouth furrowed.

He went to speak, but just then the door thumped open and the redhead stormed in with a satiated grin.

“What the fuck are you doing?” the man in black shouted, as his companion held out his phone and hit record.

“The boss wants to watch you work.”

“Turn it off,” he growled.

“No can do. He wants you to break her arms, just to see if it will loosen her tongue.”

Rey’s blood ran cold, and the world slowed into some terrible horror film. The man in black marched to her, gripping her left arm between the fingers of his black gloves.

“Speak,” he ordered, squeezing.

Tears welled, burning her eyes, she couldn’t hold them back. It was too much, the fear, the pain…

“I can’t—- I don’t…” she stammered.

“Tell us where the money is!” The grip on her arm grew tighter,  bruising her flesh.

Her tears came faster now, hot torrents streaming down her cheeks.

It was too much.

She could barely see, vision blurred by those hot salty tears, but she could still make out the baton held back and ready to swing against her arm. And then he crushed his fingers around her tighter, so hard she thought her bones would break.

“Stop!” she screamed. “Stop, it hurts too much.”

He faltered, letting her go. She crouched over as much as her bindings allowed, heaving sobs rushing from her chest, as the men who had watched silently from the edges sniggered.

“Please,” she whimpered. “I don’t have the money. I never had it.”

The heaving breaths would not subside and she squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the crack that would splinter her bones.

A beat of wind rushed past her and every muscle in her body clenched as she waited for impact. There was a loud crash, followed by a ruckus of yelling and swearing. A wall mirror shattered, shards of it cascading around her.

Rey lifted her head, confused. He hadn’t hit her.

Another smash, but this time she had seen the moment the man in black had raised a chair above his head, throwing it across the room and smashing a coffee table, destroying a thousand-piece puzzle she had been constructing.

“Speak, or it will be your head next!” he roared, with a voice as wild and untamed as a feral beast.

“I don’t—” she sobbed, her voice coming in waves of sound and silence. He was going to kill her. This monster would be the last person she would ever see. Even as her tears came, he smashed his club around the room, forcing holes within the wall, destroying pictures, every last thing she had ever owned.

Rey watched them all fall in pieces at her feet.

“Are you quite finished?” the red-headed man sneered at him, holding the phone up to get a better angle of her attacker.

“I’ll  make  her talk,” the man in black growled.

“I knew you wouldn’t be man enough to follow through. Do it.” He turned his rat-shaped eyes intently toward Rey. “If that doesn’t loosen her tongue then she can pay off her debt in the brothel. We can all help her, lads, can’t we?”

The men cheered. Rey tried to swallow, but her mouth felt like flint. The only one who hadn’t cajoled was the man in black. But his expression was different, fiercely intent and no less terrifying.

Rey’s heart dropped. Was this what her life would be reduced to? To spend her life as a whore, without love, without a home, a slave—

She was jolted out of her thoughts as the chair she was tied to was dragged backwards, the sound of metal screeching across the tile floor. All she could do was look back at the surprised eyes of the men who watched her being dragged away.

Alone, with this psycho.

She squeezed her eyelids shut. Preparing herself for whatever was coming next.

“Open your eyes.” His voice was like steel, firm and low, cutting sharp in the scorched air.

She did. They were alone in the kitchen.  

And he had her knives.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

A blast of hot wind blew in from the open window as he unrolled a small bundle of Brazilian knives. She had kept those on the bench for cooking. Meticulously, he slid one out, flicking the blade, testing the sharpness by pressing the point through the finger of his glove, making it bleed.

He came to her with silent footsteps, sucking the blood from his finger. He pulled her chair in front of the window with a rough jolt.

From here she could see the street, five storeys below, empty and black. She thought about screaming.

He placed a hand on either side of the armrest, and he peered at her again, biting his lip.

“You know I can take whatever I want.”

Rey swallowed. Her tears were dry now, courage resurfacing. “That’s no less than I would expect from a monster in a mask.”

“A monster?” He stepped back.

He lifted his hands, the black leather gloves pulling up the base of his balaclava. Rey’s panic increased tenfold; everyone knew an attacker who was willing to betray their own identity was going to go the whole way.

He pulled it up over his chin, revealing a narrow jaw and then…

He stopped, before she had seen anything, as if suddenly changing his mind.

An ambiguous looked passed between them before he went back to the knives, placing one in each hand.

“I never miss,” he said calmly, lifting a filleting knife up for her to see.

He flung it at her and it speared past her head, smashing through the windows and clattering onto the dilapidated fire escape outside.

Rey shrieked, and he threw another, cutting through the wind beside her ear on the other side. More glass.

She had no more words; they were drowned by her sobs. She wanted her mother. Her drugged-up, absent mother. Anyone—anyone else in the world other than  him!

“You need to learn how to fight,” he said surely.

The words surprised her, but only for a moment because then he slammed the wooden baton against one leg of her chair, the force of it flipping her face down against the tiles.

She lifted her body, just enough as to splay her hands against the cutting board on the floor. He grabbed her fingers, forcing them flat on the board. She fought against him, trying to clench her fist shut.

“Spread them.”

She shook her head, tears spilling on the white tiles.

“I said spread your fucking fingers!”

She obeyed, waiting for the pain of losing them.

“Bring her back in here,” the redhead’s voice came from the other room. “Or do I need to come into that fucking roach-infested kitchen?”

“Keep still,” the man in black whispered, eyes narrowed, knife poised.

“Please!” she cried once more.

“Still!” he roared, and she closed her eyes, keeping her fingers as steady as she could.

There was the clean-cut sound of a knife slicing downwards and Rey jumped as it landed with a thud.

She opened her eyes to see a silver blade wavering between her index and middle finger. And then his feet, perched either side of her, crouched down, breath pressing against her ear, dark wet hair falling onto her cheek.

“I suggest you think  very hard about what you will do next. You have two minutes.”

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“Rey, I—” Poe stammered, his face the colour of curdled milk. “What happened next?”

“He left me there,” she said, taking a shaking breath. “As soon as he was gone, I used the knife to cut the ties on my wrists and then my feet. I jumped out to the fire escape before he came back. The bloody thing almost collapsed. I ran and ran. I don’t know if he saw me go. I didn’t look back.”

Poe bit his lip, eyebrows knitted, like a thought was building that he wasn’t ready to speak yet.

“And then what?”

Rey smiled, face wistful, as she remembered the moment Maz had found her curled up behind a dumpster. The barely-there woman with dark skin and large thick glasses crawled down on her hands and knees to get her. She never did ask Maz how she managed to find her there.

“A woman named Maz Kanata found me, she has a home…"

“…for disadvantaged kids,” Poe finished the sentence, face brightening as he spoke. “Yeah, I know Maz. We go way back.”

Rey took a napkin and dabbed at her eyes. Retelling the full story for the first time had felt cathartic. But she was surprised to find her eyes were still wet with tears.

“How do you know her?”

“I used to work as press secretary with a close friend of hers, Senator Leia Organa-Solo.”

“Senator Organa? That’s big time, Poe,” Rey gushed, before blushing at how pathetic it sounded. “She’s practically a hero.”

“She’s a good woman. Our families have been friends for years,” he said. “Small world, hey?”

Rey nodded, a little more impressed by him.

“I thought Maz only took on younger kids though?” Poe asked.

“Normally she does,” Rey said. “But I think I looked too pathetic. She was amazing, she put me through school during the day and tutored me at night. On the weekend she arranged private self-defence lessons at Skywalker Academy—”

She was rambling, relishing the happy memories that followed. She hadn’t even noticed the way Poe scrunched his face in thought and worry.

“Rey, who is your debt to?”

She shifted. “I—I don’t know.”

“Have you got anything, a business name, email, phone number, anything?” His voice was urgent, pressed.

She shook her head, but then remembered. Fishing around in her bag, she grabbed her wallet and pulled out a crumpled-up note

“All I have is an account number.” She pushed it across the table. “Do you think you can find out who owns it?”

“It’s not much to go on, but maybe.” He pocketed the piece of paper, looking over to the door and eventually behind Rey with a half-smile.

Rey started, feeling two warm hands on her shoulders.

Finn!

She jumped up and gave him a hug, wrapping her arms around him and hiding her face in the crook of his neck. Finn laughed, his broad lips and wide smile settling the fear and worry in her heart.

“I missed you too, peanut!” he joked. “Poe, I have no idea where you’ve put your dictaphone, mate.”

“Oh.” Poe smiled guiltily and exchanged glances with Rey. He stood, leaving a wad of cash on the table. “Not to worry, I’ll find it somewhere. By the way, your girl’s going to work with us on the Snoke story.”

“No, I didn’t say…”

Poe stood suddenly, eyes fixed on some point outside.

“Poe?” Rey asked, but he was transfixed.

“I’ll be goddamned,” Poe said to himself. “It’s Ben.”

“Who—”

Poe dashed out of the cafe without a word.

“Well, that wasn’t weird,” Finn said, grabbing the files and papers Poe had left sprawled all over the table.

Rey smiled. “Is he always like that?”  

“Pretty much.”

Finn pulled her close, beaming with excitement.

“Oh my God, peanut! I’m so excited you’re going to work with us.” They walked towards the door, Finn’s arm resting on her shoulders. “I told him you were bloody brilliant. You won’t regret this.”

Rey blushed, punching him gently to stop. Up ahead Poe was waving his hands wildly. Then his booming voice made almost every passerby stop and gawk at him as he bellowed, “Ben Solo, over here!”

In the distance, a tall, dark-haired man, in a white shirt with sleeves rolled up to the elbows, froze on the footpath.

He had his back to her, and even though he looked different, polished and pristine, Rey knew at once.

It was  him.

And that meant she held the most dangerous secret of all.

The real identity of Kylo Ren.

#reylo #reylo fan fic #modern reylo au #protective kylo ren #kylo ren x rey #reylo fan fic rec

[chemicalmagecraft]

The Gamer Hero, Deku Chapter 5

A/N: Thank you guys for all your likes and comments! I noticed that a few people might have been a little confused about The Gamer... it's an element from a Korean webcomic. The only reason why this wasn't listed as a crossover earlier is because I couldn't find it in the category thing. That being said, there are few other things I'd like to say to some of the commenters:

To Octopie21 and origamishishou: The reason why Midoriya hasn't put All Might, Bakugou, and Inko in his party is because he doesn't want to constantly have people in his party. And it simply didn't occur to him anyway... and it may or may not have not occurred to me as well...

To Spidja: +10 points!

To ZaynNaz: You're totally right, I'm sorry. I sometimes put more flowery words in my writing, so that just slipped in. Don't worry, I'll try to deflower Midoriya's internal monologue in the future!

To Shadow-DJ: ಠ◡ಠ

To sunsetskywrites: I'm probably not going to include any ships. There are pairings in BNHA that I ship, but I don't think I'd be able to add them in without it being forced, so... :/. I might eventually make a shipping fanfic, though.

And finally, to everyone who asked me to post another chapter of this fic: ಠ◡ಠ

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My alarm sounded. I yawned and turned it off. I hadn't had to sleep in a while, so that was a little weird. I blinked the sleep out of my eyes, then looked at the text box that greeted me.

You have slept in a bed! Your HP and MP have been restored, and any negative status effects have been cured!

"Huh," I said. "I'm probably never going to see that again. Good to know, though." I sat up and did a few stretches to get myself moving. Remembering what I had done last night, I whispered, "Halitus." My new elemental appeared from nowhere, sitting on my bed and now about as big as a regular eight-year-old boy. He was, at the moment, in his incorporeal form, which I now somehow knew would cost me nothing to use unless I started using him to control the air around me. I could summon him to a corporeal form, but that would require a steady mana cost. "H-hello," I said cautiously.

"Hello, master," he replied. His voice didn't seem to make any audible sound, but I could still hear it in my head. "What do you need of me?" he asked.

"Nothing, for the moment. I just wanted some company, and to maybe ask you a few questions." I looked at Summon Basic Elemental. The skill had gained a level off of the summoning ritual, but now it was ever-so-slightly increasing over time now that I had Halitus out, which was good.

"What do you need of me?" I got up and started to walk to the kitchen. Unfortunately, today was a school day, so I couldn't stay at the beach all day and grind no matter how much I wanted to. My training options were really limited at school, but I'd have to make do.

"What do you know about me?" I asked.

"You are Midoriya Izuku. You are my master. Our souls are one." He... did not waste words, did he?

I blinked. "Is that it?"

"Yes."

"What do you know about the world?"

"There is air. The air moves. People are noisy. This place used to look different." I idly wondered if the way he talked was something that all elementals did or if it was just Halitus.

"...What can you tell me about yourself?" I asked as I made myself breakfast.

"I am air. I move the air. Our souls are one." I sighed. This might be difficult.

"Who are you talking to, Izuku?" my mom asked.

"Oh, right," I said. I manifested Halitus, watching as air swirled around to give him a body. "You remember Halitus, right, mom?"

"Izuku, dear, I don't think I could ever forget what happened last night," she told me.

"Right," I said. "Sorry. I was just asking Halitus some questions about himself." Halitus gave a small nod of his head when I said his name.

"Oh, right. H-hello, Halitus?" she said uneasily.

"I am pleased to meet you, mother of master," he replied. Now that he was corporeal, his voice was audible.

"Please, call me Inko," she laughed.

"Of course, Inko-sama."

Mom sighed. "You... '-san' will do."

"Yes, Inko-san."

"Halitus, what exactly can you do to 'move the air,'" I asked.

"You give me mana and I can control the air in any way you want. My range currently has a radius of roughly one hundred meters, and it will increase as my power grows. My power will increase as your power grows."

"Okay," I said. "Do you know what my Quirk is?"

"I know not what a Quirk is. I know nothing of how the world is now."

"Oh," I said. "I'm going to have to fill you in on a lot, aren't I?"

"If that is what you wish, master."

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I ended up talking to Halitus as I walked to school. For whatever reason, Kacchan didn't meet me when I passed by his house like he'd started doing after we made up, so I just moved on. I'd made Halitus incorporeal before I left the house because I felt like maybe creating a sentient being made of air mana might be pushing public Quirk usage laws a little far. "...and that book was how I was able to summon you," I finished. He said nothing. I was about to say something when he suddenly jerked.

"Master, someone is rapidly approaching," he told me.

"HEY DEKU!" a familiar voice yelled. "WAIT UP!" Kacchan ran up to me, panting a bit. "You were just gonna leave without me, asshole?"

"I thought that maybe you were sick when you weren't waiting for me," I told him.

"Then check with that elemental of yours or something. He's gotta have some sort of air-sensing power."

"I only got Halitus last night," I told him. "I don't know everything about him yet. Why were you late anyway?"

He snarled. "Fucking alarm clocks. Sometimes they just spontaneously combust and shit."

"You blew up your alarm clock again, didn't you?" I sighed.

"Fuck off! This time it wasn't me!" Was it just me, or was he glaring at the air? "Well, not... directly me, anyway... Enough of that shit. Want your book back?" He handed my journal back to me.

I nodded. "Thanks, Kacchan."

He snorted. "What, didja think I was gonna fucking blow it up or drop it in a pond like some asshole?"

I gave him a blank look. "You did that to one of my hero journals."

"Shut up," he said. "Hey, I gotta talk to you about something after school."

"Okay. We can meet on the beach after you're done with detention." Kacchan had blown up at some bullies who were trying to taunt me about how long it took for my Quirk to develop and had ended up in detention because of it.

"Fuckin' detention," he sighed. "Meetcha there."

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School was boring, as usual. Because I had to study to increase my INT, I was already miles ahead of every class. My INT also meant that my memory was more or less eidetic, so I didn't have to worry about forgetting what it was. So long as I paid enough attention in class to know what was going on, I'd be free to let my mind wander to more exciting topics, like how I now had an air-controlling spirit for a minion. I'd figured out in Homeroom that I could communicate with Halitus telepathically, like he did, and used that to test the limits of what he could do throughout the next few periods without anybody asking me why I was muttering to the air... though to be fair I did mutter a lot, so they might have just dismissed it as "Deku being Deku." 

I found out that Halitus could passively sense all of the air within his range. While he couldn't transfer the information directly to my mind, he could just tell me where everything was. He could also tell how the air was moving, allowing him to not only feel the wind, but air temperature and sound traveling through the air as well. I discreetly figured out that one MP was worth about one newton of force when it came to Halitus' air moving, so I unfortunately couldn't use it for sustained flight yet. After I was done figuring out what Halitus' limits, I went back to what I normally did during my classes, thinking about my skills. "Maybe I could do something to change Healing Hands," I thought. "If I try to reverse the flow, maybe I'll get some sort of life-draining skill. If I put more mana into it and change how fast it heals, that'll make a regen spell. Actually, could it be possible to change the effect from healing to some kind of buff? If I could make buffs that'd be so useful, plus I could try to do it in reverse to make debu-"

"Midoriya-kun, stop muttering!" my eighth-period teacher yelled at me.

"Ah, sorry!" I said. "I've gotta stop doing that," I thought. A few minutes later, the bell rang and I was finally free to go to the beach and work on my skills.

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I concentrated on my glowing hand as I hauled the tire over to the edge of the beach. The mana in it was primed to flow into the body of whoever I touched it with, giving them life energy. I felt that power, concentrated on it, then forced it to invert. Ping!

A skill has been created through special action! By reversing the effects of 'Healing Hands,' the skill 'Draining Hands has been created!

Draining Hands (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 50

The power of a greedy soul to take life force from a victim's body, converting it to mana.

50 HP drained, removes minor positive conditions.

Any HP drained by this skill is added to the user's MP. The user can choose to gain any effects removed by this skill.

I stared at the ominous purple glow that my hand had taken. It wasn't the best skill, what with the fact that it cost as much as it healed, but I was sure I could train it up so that it was better. "What's that, young Midoriya?" All Might asked. He was sitting on a folding chair in his civilian form nearby.

"I just made a life-draining skill from my healing skill," I told him. "I wanted to test out a hypothesis that I had. I guess now I could use this on myself to train my Healing Hands skill."

"Of course, that's a good idea. Just make sure to keep an eye on your HP and don't use it on others unless you have to."

"I wasn't planning on it," I said hastily. "I was, however, planning on seeing if I could make new skills from Healing Hands. I'm going to try to do something else that I thought of." I canceled the Draining Hands and switched back to Healing Hands. I let the mana build up and concentrate, then thought of something. "If I'm using this much mana, then I can properly stabilize it into projectile form, like with Mana Bolt. Having a ranged healing skill would be even better than a touched base one." I made a few modifications, then said, "Can I test out a skill on you? It shouldn't do any damage."

"Sure, but could you please be careful just in case?" I nodded, then shot a pulse of green light from my hand at All Might, causing him to glow slightly green for a second. Thankfully, he didn't appear to be hurt. Ping!

You have made a new skill. What will you name it?

"Regeneration," I said.

Regeneration (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 200

A skill that causes the target's body to heal itself over time.

Target regains 5 HP every second for 2 minutes.

Skill can be fired with a range of 10m with an additional 10 MP.

"It worked!" I shouted. Ping! I stopped working. "Huh?"

For creating multiple skills, you have received the title 'Skilled Gamer!'

"What's wrong, young Midoriya?" All Might asked.

"I just got a title. Hang on, let me see something." I opened my status screen. My title was still The Gamer, but now there was now an arrow on the box with my title, like when you can click on the box to bring up more options. I pressed the arrow, and it showed a box that had two titles: The Gamer and Skilled Gamer. "It seems like I can get new titles by doing certain things. I'm going to see if it has some sort of bonus or something." I Observed both of the titles.

The Gamer

The first title bestowed upon the one with the power of The Gamer. Has no special effects.

Skilled Gamer

The title given to a gamer who likes to make new skills.

15% bonus to skill experience.

"And?" All Might asked.

I equipped Skilled Gamer. "The title that I just got gives me more skill experience and my original title, which would be the default title, did nothing. I'll probably get more titles with different effects by doing significant enough things, which means that I could get even more skills."

"That's excellent, young Midoriya, but for now could you get back to work? It seems that that's all that that is for now, so you should continue with your training."

I picked the tire back up. "Of course!" I remembered the other skills that I wanted to make. I concentrated on Regeneration, but this time, instead of making the mana heal, I tried to make it reinforce the body. It clicked, and I applied it to myself. A blue light spread over my body and I felt the protection come over me.

You have made a new skill. What would you like to call it?

"Defense Up."

Defense Up (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 150

A skill that uses mana to defend the target's body.

Reduces damage taken by 5% for 2 minutes.

Skill can be fired with a range of 10m with an additional 10 MP

I nodded to myself. "This will be useful. I should probably make other buffs to go with it." I concentrated.

You have made a new skill. What would you like to call it?

Attack Up (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 150

A skill that uses mana to strengthen the target's offensive power.

Increases damage dealt by 5% for 2 minutes.

Skill can be fired with a range of 10m with an additional 10 MP

You have made a new skill. What would you like to call it?

Speed Up (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 150

A skill that uses mana to increase the target's speed.

Increases movement and attack speed by 5% for 2 minutes.

Skill can be fired with a range of 10m with an additional 10 MP

Through the creation of multiple complex skills, your INT has increased by one!

I grinned. Even if it would be a drain on my mana to keep them all up simultaneously, the fact that I had them meant that I could increase my stats if I ever needed to, plus I could buff others. Not to mention, the fact that they had an alternate casting mode meant that they might have the potential to get more casting modes, which would be extra useful. "Still, even with these buffs, it might be good to also have debuffs just in case." Just like with Draining Hands, I inverted the mana effects to see if I could make them into debuffs.

You have made a new skill. What would you like to call it?

Defense Down (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 150

A skill that uses mana to weaken the target's body.

Increases damage taken by 5% for 2 minutes.

Skill can be fired with a range of 10m with an additional 10 MP

You have made a new skill. What would you like to call it?

Attack Down (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 150

You have made a new skill. What would you like to call it?

Speed Down (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 150

"I think I'm good on buffs and debuffs for the moment," I said. "What should I work on now?" Suddenly, the BGM changed to Kacchan's image song, followed by Kacchan greeting me.

"Sup, Deku! We gonna talk now?" he asked as he ran up to me.

"Ah, young Bakugou. Welcome back," All Might said.

"What did you need to talk about, Kacchan?" I asked. He grinned, then held up his hand. He made a small explosion, the fire of which somehow stayed after the explosion ended. The fire grew, then swirled down to the ground beside Kacchan, where it condensed into the form of a young girl. I gasped. "What?"

Kacchan grinned wider. "You remember what you said about how you felt like other people should be able to use mana and stuff? I just proved you fucking right!"

"Kacchan, that's amazing!" I exclaimed. "The implications of this... You might have just revolutionized everything!"

"I know I'm awesome, Deku, you don't need to tell me what I already know," Kacchan said smugly. Honestly, I think he was underselling what he did, if anything.

"Uh..." We both turned our heads to see the source of the noise. All Might was standing there, his mouth wide open and blood pouring out. I quickly walked over to him and used Healing Hands on him. "Thank you, young Midoriya. Young Bakugou, it seems that you've discovered that anyone can, with enough practice, use magic. This is something that I'm going to have to call in. You two don't have to worry about anything, though. For now, why don't the two of you get acquainted with your elemental powers?"

"Right," I said. I summoned Halitus to my side. "This is Halitus, as you know. What's her name?"

"Hello," the fire elemental said. "My name is Pyra. I'm pleased to meet you, Midoriya-san, Halitus-san." She gave a small curtsy.

"Greetings," Halitus said. "My name is Halitus."

Kacchan smirked. "Hey Deku, wanna have a spar using only elemental spells?" he asked.

"Sure, Kacchan," I said. We got on opposite ends of the part of the beach that we'd cleared away for sparring matches. "Let's begin," I said. Kacchan immediately lifted his hand up so that his palm faced me. An orangey glow began to come from his hand, and a ball of fire erupted from it and shot at me. I had Halitus block it with a small vacuum, causing it to snuff out mid-flight. "What was that?" I asked.

"How the fuck did I figure that out first?" he asked. "Use your affinity on your mana, dumbass!" I blinked, then slapped my forehead. Of course I could do that. I held my other hand at him and gathered air-charged mana. I shot a small ball of pressurized air at him, a popup telling me that I'd gotten the skill Air Shot. "Now you're getting it!" he yelled excitedly. He shot a volley of fireballs at me, which I dodged some of and had Halitus block the rest. Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I got a notification from Sense Danger that reminded me that Kacchan also had an elemental. A fire elemental. And I just let him light a fire. I dodged out of the way of the lances of flame that shot at me from where the fireballs hit the ground. I needed to increase my speed, but I couldn't use Speed Up because it wasn't elemental. As I used an Air Shot to blow the fire back, I got an idea. I gathered some air mana and let it spread over my body, combining with it.

A skill has been created through a special action! Unifying the body with nature's power has created the skill 'Elemental Aura' to empower oneself with the elements!

Elemental Aura (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 100

The combining of one's body with elemental power grants abilities according to that element. Power changes as the caster's INT, WIS, skill level, and elemental affinity grow. Only possible for those attuned to the elements.

Additional 100 MP used per minute.

Air Aura: Increases movement speed by 30%, increases jump height by 15%, increases DEX by 10%, user can generate wind and expend more MP to increase wind generation.

I felt myself speed up as a green glow spread across my body. Unlike with Speed Up, the glow didn't stop after I cast the skill because it was still active. I charged toward Kacchan, a combination of my running and the wind I was generating creating a cloud of sand behind me that smothered and blocked the flames. I threw a punch at him before he could get the chance to cast any more spells. He caught my fist with one hand, then started laughing maniacally. "HAHAHAHAHA! That was a fucking good one, Izuku!" I blinked. Did he just use my real name? "Let me guess, you cloaked your body in air mana to give yourself some sort of elemental boost, huh?" He chuckled a bit, then his grin grew to a toothy smile. "Is this what it feels like to be proud of someone else? I'm gonna have to step up my fuckin' game if you keep pulling shit like this, you know? How 'bout I start..." as he said that, a fiery glow began to envelop his body, and I could feel sweltering heat from his hand. "WITH THIS!" With that, he threw my hand back and punched me in the chest, making me fly back farther than I'd have thought he could. While I was staggered, he darted forwards with a speed I could barely see, then started pummeling me when he got to me. I couldn't find any openings, but then I had an idea. I overcharged my Air Aura, causing it to explode in a burst of wind that sent Kacchan flying back.

A skill has been created through a special action! By overcharging the skill 'Elemental Aura' to the point of explosion, the skill 'Elemental Burst' has been created!

Elemental Burst (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 200

The power of the elements can be too much for one to handle in great enough amounts. This skill turns that weakness into a strength by generating a burst of elemental mana.

Elemental Burst is strengthened if used while Elemental Aura is active, but destroys Elemental Aura when used.

I dropped to the ground as Kacchan was sent flying. Air obviously wouldn't work on Kacchan's fire aura, so I needed to use something else. I concentrated on the sand beneath my fingers, feeling it interact with my mana.

Earth Affinity: 10

I grinned. Kacchan didn't specify that I had to use air magic, just elemental magic. I looked at my mana, seeing that it was still high enough for a fight. I cloaked myself in earth mana the same way I'd used Air Aura.

Earth Aura: Decreases damage taken by 30%, Increases damage dealt by 15%, increases VIT by 10%, user can generate shockwaves and expend more MP to increase shockwave force.

This time, the mana that enveloped me was brown and cream-colored, like desert camouflage. As soon as I was done, Kacchan came rushing at me again and threw a punch at me with a kiai. This time, I blocked it with my arm, causing him to wince as his fist met my hardened skin. I punched him in the gut in return, which knocked the wind out of him. I took a step forward as I backhanded him, the combination of the shockwave and the strike knocking him over. He did a move that looked almost like he was breakdancing when he hit the ground, except he generated a wave of fire with the sweeping movements as he got up. I stomped, sending up a wave of sand in front of me to block the fire. It gave me an idea, so I used earth mana to compress some of the sand into rocks, which gave me a popup that said that I got the skill Rock Throw. I shot the rocks at Kacchan so that he had to dodge them instead of charge at me again. As he dodged, I ran towards him. He saw me and smirked as he began to run towards me. When we met, we both punched each other in the face, knocking each other down. We groaned simultaneously. "Draw?" Kacchan asked.

"Draw," I agreed. I placed my hand on his chest and started to heal him. "Before you say anything about not needing it, I need to practice with Healing Hands with every opportunity to make it more powerful."

"That's fine," he said. He was quiet for a moment, then said, "I really am sorry, Izuku," without any of the usual prickliness in his voice. I was so startled at him using my real name that I almost shot him in the chest with a Mana Bolt.

I sat upright. "D-did you just use my real name, Kacchan?"

"'Course I did," he said. He didn't sit up, but just stared at me. "I'm trying to be serious. Yeah, I was trying to get you to give up on being a hero because I didn't want to see you get hurt, but that doesn't excuse how much of a fucking asshole I was about it!" He slammed his fist into the sand. "I just... I just got so angry when I thought about you getting hurt doin' shit like that, and I took it out on you. That was shitty of me, Izuku." He sighed. "I must be the fucking worst at being a hero."

"It's okay, Kacchan," I told him. "Yeah, it sucked, and yeah, nothing will change the fact that you did it, but at least now we can move forward and work on our problems together." I smiled at him. "Also, I'm pretty sure that the title of 'The Fucking Worst at Being a Hero' goes to Endeavor."

Kacchan cackled at that. "Fucking good one, De-Izuku. I needed to hear that."

"You can call me 'Deku' if you want to, Kacchan," I offered. "I don't mind. The name's actually kinda grown on me."

"Whatever you say, Deku." He got up and did a few stretches. "Now let's blow some of this junk up!" He punctuated his statement with a blast of his Quirk.

"Actually," I said as I got up, "I had an idea that I want to test out." I held out my hand and concentrated. If I could make a shield out of mana, then why couldn't I make a sword? The mana built up and solidified, forming a katana made of blue mana.

Bound Blade (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 50

Weaponry is certainly useful, but may not always be readily available. This skill allows the user to forge weapons from their own mana. This skill can only be used by those with excellent control over their mana.

Extra 50 MP used per minute per weapon.

Max number of weapons: 1

"Did you just make a sword out of mana, Deku?" Kacchan asked. "That's pretty fucking badass."

I nodded, then concentrated on the sword. "Maybe I could add elemental mana to it..." I muttered. I turned my Air Aura on, then made it extend to my sword.

Elemental Weaponry (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 50

The body is not the only thing that can be empowered by the elements. This skill allows the user to give the armaments they wield the power of the elements.

Additional 50 MP used per minute.

Air Aura: Increases cutting power by 30%, increases attack speed by 30%, allows user to generate wind from weapons as with Air Aura.

Earth Aura: Increases striking power by 30%, increases shock absorption by 30%, allows user to generate shockwaves from weapons as with Earth Aura.

I sped towards a nearby fridge and cut through it like it was made of butter. Two pop-ups told me that I'd gotten the skills Sword Mastery and Power Strike. "FUCK YEAH!" Kacchan yelled. "That's the sort of shit that makes me regret ever thinking you couldn't be a hero, Deku!"

I smiled. "Thanks, Kacchan. If you want, I could try teaching you some of my spells and see how good you are at them." The massive grin he gave was all I needed to know that he'd take me up on that offer.

xoxoxo

A/N: I feel like this might be obvious, but I really like element-based powers. To those of you who are wondering, the reason why Bakugou isn't being a total douche to Midoriya is because he didn't feel like Midoriya was lying about his Quirk. In canon, it was just dropped on him that Midoriya had a Quirk in the middle of Aizawa's test, no explanation. This time, he heard ahead of time that Midoriya found his Quirk and that he was a late bloomer, so he didn't feel as betrayed. That, and it's already been proven that Midoriya can bring out the best in others. *Pokes Todoroki and Iida in their cheeks.* Also, I tried to cut down on the amount of skill text there was, so I only put in text that I thought was necessary. Figured you guys didn't want to have to read all of that. And I didn't feel like it.

So yeah, that. Hope you all liked this chapter!

#The Gamer Hero Deku #Gamer Hero Deku #fanfiction #GDH CH5 #BNHA

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Cradle Broken Glass - Chapter Thirty Eight

Layla was sitting in Eddie’s car as he filled the truck with gas. They had packed everything up to leave San Diego the night before and had decided to leave first thing in the morning, although Layla wished she never had to leave. But Eddie had a band and life to get back to, and she had… well. She didn’t have anything to get back to. Her mind went into overdrive when she came to this realisation. She didn’t have an apartment anymore, as her name was never on the place she shared with Phil and she was going to move in with Eddie when they got back. She didn’t even have a job, as she had had to quit at the small supermarket due to her accident. And she had already quit her job at Jimi’s to avoid Phil. She didn’t have anything, and she started to freak out. What the fuck was she going to do?

Her internal monologue was interrupted by Eddie as he opened the driver’s side door and got in, placing a packet of Reese’s Pieces onto her lap. She smiled at him in appreciation, but by the look on his face, he noticed that the smile held a falsity to it. He got the truck started up and they started to drive away from San Diego, preparing themselves to enter the real world again, which neither was quite ready to do.

After a couple of hours on the road, listening to various albums on tapes, Eddie turned to her, their eyes meeting before he placed his attention back on the road.

“What’s wrong?” He asked in a concerned manner, and she knew he had wanted to ask her that since they left. She took in the tone in which he was speaking and could tell what he was worried about. They had had an amazing time in the past couple of days, but it wasn’t reality. They both knew that sooner or later they needed to face the reality of what was waiting for them back in Seattle. Which was an asshole who was hopefully still behind bars.

“What am I going to do when we get back?” She said, and while that question out of context most likely had a very simple answer, in the situation they were in, there were so many things that it could be about, so she decided to be more specific.

“I mean, I’m moving in with you, but I’m not going to get any money from the apartment if Phil gets a sentence because my name was never on it anyway. And I don’t have a job anymore, so what am I going to do?” She asked again, and Eddie sighed. He turned to her with a sheepish look on her face and she was confused as to why.

“Well, before we left, I was kinda worried about that too. Sooo…” He said, and Layla couldn’t stand the anticipation. What had he done?

“I mean, I was going to tell you once we got back, I wanted it to be a surprise. But I talked to Kelly, and he’s been looking for an assistant tour manager for a while, cause of the work load. And I may have recommended you.” He said shyly, and Layla was absolutely dumbfounded.

“Wait, let me get this straight. You told Kelly Curtis to hire me as his assistant on your tour?” She asked, and Eddie turned to her with a confirming smile, but that soon left as he observed the annoyed look on her face.

“Yeah, why what’s wrong?” He said, and Layla huffed in annoyance. Why the fuck would he do that? She ignored him.

“What’s wrong with that? I’m just trying to help!” He said, and Layla continued to give him the silent treatment.

“Why is this such a problem for you?!” He said starting to get angry, and Layla turned to him.

“Firstly, I can get a job on my own, I don’t need help. Secondly, I do not need you to get me a pity-job. And thirdly, do you honestly think I’m qualified for something like that?!” She said harshly, and Eddie looked at her from the corner of his eye, huffing himself and then proceeding to give her the silent treatment.

The rest of the car ride was just as uncomfortable and silent.

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Layla’s whole body jerked forward as she was woken up by the truck halting quickly. She opened her eyes and put her hands out to stop herself from bashing into the front of the car. Before she could even gather what was going on, Eddie got out of the driver’s seat and slammed the car door shut behind him. It was then that she peered up and realised that they had made it back to Seattle. The past two days of driving and sleeping in cheap hotels had taken a toll, as neither had said half a word to each other. She in no way intended to talk to him, too stubborn to be the first to break. She got out of the car and followed him into the house, where he had slung their luggage into the hallway and went to the kitchen. She hadn’t seen Jeff’s car and he didn’t seem to be at home, something that relieved her, as she didn’t want to explain to him that her and Eddie had once again got into a fight.

Eddie sat down in the kitchen and sighed as he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Layla looked over at him annoyed.

“Don’t smoke in here, go outside.” She said sternly, not really knowing why he was deciding to be such an asshole, when it was his house he was essentially ruining by smoking in it. But the level of pissed off she reached managed to go through the roof when he made eye contact with her as he dramatically pulled a cigarette from the pack and lit it with a theatrical flair, giving her the most patronising and smug look possible while doing so, simply to spite her. Layla literally screamed in frustration and stormed off to Eddie’s room and slammed the door shut as she did. Why did he always find the need to be such an asshole? Layla paced around the room and eventually gave up, lying on the bed in exhaustion.

She laid there for what felt like hours until she started to feel her stomach rumble. She had been trying to ignore her hunger since she holed herself up in the bedroom, but all she could think about was food. She eventually gave in and got up to leave the room. She opened the door cautiously and saw Eddie sitting on the sofa, still smoking profusely with three empty beer bottles on the table in front of him. As soon as he moved his eyes to her, she looked away and completely ignored him, moving to the kitchen and hoping that he wouldn’t bother her. She opened the fridge and observed its empty contents, due to Jeff probably only ordering take out since they had left. She decided to make a sandwich out of what was in the kitchen and when she was done, completely uncomfortable with the awkward silence and the tension, decided to move back to the bedroom, ignoring his stare on her. She went to open the door when his voice stopped her.

“It’s not a pity job.” Eddie said solemnly, and Layla stopped, her hand on the door knob.

“I know you can get a job on your own. And don’t tell me you’re not qualified for it because you are. Say what you want about me, but Kelly would never hire someone just because of a technicality. He’s not even offered you the job yet, he’s just giving you a chance to interview before he makes any decisions.” He continued and Layla turned her body slowly to face him, taking in his pleading expression. He had put his cigarette out.

“All I thought when I mentioned it to him, was that I want you to come on tour with us. I never want to spend a day apart and I cannot imagine being stuck touring, having to be away from you for a couple of months. I think I would go crazy.” His voice was deep and measured, like he had been practising what to say to her, still unsure whether what he was saying was what she wanted to hear at all.

“I just thought that you being on tour with us would be the best thing ever, selfishly. But then I thought that you don’t have a job right now, and even though you’re going to be with me, I’m not going to be free all the time and am probably going to be exhausted. So being Kelly’s assistant would mean that you keep busy and earn money as well. Plus, you know more about the band then anyone else.” He finished and was looking at the ground like a little kid who’d been told off by his parents. She didn’t know if she could stay angry at him any longer, knowing his intentions. Yes, he would technically be getting the job for her, but if Kelly was only offering an interview, then it would be up to her to get the job or not. And she couldn’t help but think that being on tour with Pearl Jam would be amazing. She didn’t know if she could face not being around Eddie for months either. And she did need the job after all, since there was no way she was going to go back to working at the supermarket or at Jimi’s. And if Phil did happen to be released, being away from Seattle for a while didn’t seem like such a bad idea. She looked at Eddie again and his eyes pleaded with her, to forgive him or to take the job, she didn’t know.

“I will consider it. But only if you don’t make a big deal of it or talk to Kelly about it until the interview.” She said with finality and Eddie immediately perked up, nodding his head enthusiastically. She smiled at him and then turned back around to go back into the bedroom, and went to shut the door behind her, but Eddie’s voice once again interrupted her.

“Why are you going back in there, come out here and stay with me.” He said like a petulant child, pouting at her.

“I’m still mad at you Eddie.” She said, and his face fell.

“What? Why?!” He said loudly, like he couldn’t comprehend what she was saying, and even though she was supposed to be mad at him, she still found his reaction adorable.

“Next time, go outside if you want to smoke.” She said, sending him a massive grin and shutting the door in his face, feeling very pleased with herself.

*****

I hope everyone enjoys this chapter and let me know what you think is going to happen, and what you think of their relationship so far. Is Eddie doing the right thing? Have an amazing weekend everyone xx

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[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers LOST EDEN ー Subaru Dark [Epilogue]

CHAPTER MASTERLIST

Monologue

Subaru-kun and I,

gathered the Sakamaki and Mukami families,

in the grand hall of Eden. 

While there were some people,

voicing their complaints...

Despite what they may say,

everyone seemed at least willing to hear us out.

ー The scene starts in the Grand Hall at Eden

Subaru: ...

...Hey, tell me.

What should I do next...?

Kanato: ...Hm. So you are capable of genuinely asking others for help.

Subaru: ...Shut up! What’s the problem!? 

Shuu: Well, I guess we can at least agree that things can’t stay as is.

If you don’t do anything, the Vampire Clan will most likely suffer a crushing defeat. 

...But isn’t the question what you want to do yourself? 

Subaru: I obviously want to fight back! It’d suck to just get my ass handed to me.

Shuu: ...However, it’s possible that the Vibora aren’t our only enemy. 

It will most likely turn into a big war with many victims as a result. Are you sure you’re fine with that?

Subaru: ...

Still...Is there an alternative that doesn’t involve fightin’? 

Shuu: ...Wellーー

Ruki: Technically there is. However, the question is whether or not you will accept it.

Kou: And what would that be?

Ruki: ーー By letting the Vibora have the throne.

Subaru: Haah!? Fuck off! Who in their right mind would ever...!? 

*Rustle* 

Yui: You can’t, Subaru-kun...

You shouldn’t lash out at them after you were the one who called them here to ask for their opinion...

Subaru: Ugh...

Ruki: ...I am only suggesting it as one possible option. 

If your pride as a Vampire or the sovereignty over the Demon World...are of no personal concern to you, then I see no reason why you should have to engage in this fight.

Subaru: ...I mean, you’re not wrong...

Reiji: ...However, in that case, it is possible that the other party will impose unreasonable conditions. 

Subaru: In other words, they’ll test how far I’m willin’ to go?

Reiji: Yes. Either way, there are risks involved. 

Shuu: All we can do is give you suggestions. The final decision is up to you, Subaru.

Subaru: ...

Yui: ( I wonder what he’ll do? )

Subaru: ...I don’t really know what the right thing to do is.

But I just don’t want to have to submit to those guys. So I’ll choose to fight instead.

Ayato: Hehe, I figured you’d say that.

Laito: Sounds like the Subaru-kun we know.

Reiji: In which case, we should start by building a network of allies from various sources.

Ruki: Good plan. We have to try and make the first move before the other party gets the chance to strike.

Yui: ( Wow, the plan is quickly taking shape... )

( Just as I thought, the others are very reliable. )

Azusa: ...Hey, Kou. What are these ‘various sources’ Reiji-san is talking about?

Kou: Hm~ I guess it would be the other clans besides the Vibora?

Yuma: In other words...The Founders, Adlers and Wolves? 

Subaru: One second. The Vibora are working together with some people, right?

Then couldn’t it be one of those? 

Do we ask them to form an alliance, wouldn’t that give them the chance to take advantage of us...?

Reiji: ーー I see no issue in that.

Subaru: Haah!? You’ve gotta be fuckin’ kiddin’ me!? 

Reiji: I am as serious as can be. 

I am sure that the opponent will ultimately choose to side with whoever gives them the biggest change at victory. 

In which case, we actually have the advantage. After all...We have Father’s...your powers on our side.

Reiji: ーー Anyway. With a solid outline worked out, I believe we should move onto the next step. 

Subaru: ...

Yui: Isn’t this great, Subaru-kun?

Subaru: ...I don’t see what’s so great about it? 

Yui: I mean, the whole Mukami family is willing to back you up, right?

So I’m sure it’ll be fine. You don’t need to burden all of this by yourself, okay?

Subaru: ...I guess so.

Yui: ( Exactly. As long as we all stick together, I’m sure ーー ... )

*TIMESKIP*

Monologue

ーー Several days later.

The Familiars which had been sent out to the various other clans,

made their return to Eden. 

Those who responded to our call,

were the Adler and Wolf Clans. 

As for the Founders ーー The Tsukinami Brothers,

they did not respond. 

Subaru: ...Which means they will side with the Vibora?

Shuu: I don’t think so. They’re probably just holding off on responding for now?

Ruki: I agree. Considering their nature, I doubt they will easily bend to our proposal, but they possess formidable powers and a strong presence. 

If they were to decide to join our forces, I am convinced they will be a very reliable ally. 

Subaru: ...

Yui: ( Seems like Subaru-kun is doubtful of the Founders but... )

( But just like Ruki-kun said, there’s no doubt that they’ll be a great asset if they were to join our side. )

Um...I wonder what we can do to convince them to hear us out? 

Shuu: ...Well, I guess you have no other choice but to go meet them personally and politely ask for their help? 

Yui: Right...

Hey, Subaru-kun? Why don’t we go to Banmaden to meet them together? 

Subaru: Haah!? What are you saying!? 

It’s those Founders we’re talkin’ ‘bout, remember!? You really think I’m gonna take you along to meet those big threats!?

Yui: But it’s the only way...

Reiji: ...Right. Subaru going by himself would be one thing, I am afraid I cannot agree with your decision to tag along.

Laito: Good point. I mean, those two are targeting Bitch-chan after all.

Ayato: Exactly. If somethin’ were to happen to her...

Subaru: Yeah. That’s why I’m not takin’ Yui with me.

Yui: Eh...!? 

Subaru: I’m sure they’ll wait for the right moment to snatch her away.

Yui: B-But...! It’s possible that I might just be able to convince them!

As long as they deem me important, I doubt they’ll do anything which could potentially harm me...

Subaru: ...

Monologue

In the end, 

they agreed that there was some logic behind my statement...

As it was decided,

that Subaru-kun and I,

as well as Kou-kun and Azusa-kun,

would all venture to Banmaden together.

ー The scene shifts to the guest room at Eden

Subaru: ...

Yui: ( Subaru-kun is upset, isn’t he? )

( I guess it’s because I pushed him to take me along when he clearly showed his concern... )

I’m sorry for dropping the bomb on you like that.

Subaru: Why did you say you want to come along?

...As if I would ever put you in danger.

Yui: But I want to be useful to you as well...

Subaru: ...

...Tell me whenever you change your mind, okay?

If...something were to happen to you, I...

Yui: I’m happy you’re worried about me. But...I’m begging you. Let me come with you.

Subaru: ...Fuck.

ー Subaru leaves the room

Yui: ( I’m sorry, Subaru-kun... )

( But I want to do what I can too... )

ー The scene shifts to the hallway

Subaru: ( I can’t believe it came down to this, all because I’m such a fuckin’ loser... )

What am I supposed to do...!? 

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

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[finnlet]

Sans the skeleton went into a coffee shop on September 13th, 2019. He came in for a americano because it was one of the few things that warmed his cold heart. He took it black and added nothing special to it. He loved bitterness.

Then, he saw him. Kokichi Ouma. The Ultimate Supreme Leader. He felt something in his bones, an aching sensation to go meet him. He went to the barista and read his nametag.

"Hey.... Komaeda. give me a freakin' americano! no sugar, no creamer, just make it black and venti. thanks."

"um. ok. i'll get it going for you... sans"

"whatever."

Sans and Komaeda had been a couple back in 2015 but they broke up due to Komaeda cheating on him with another man named Hajime.

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"S-SANS? IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK. H-HE... UM..." komaeda screamed

"OH BUDDY YOu'RE SET TO HAVE A BAD TIME NOW. PREPARE YOURSELF" sans shouted.

sans threw a lamp at hajime, who ran out screaming and crying. komaeda moved out of sans' house and went to move in with hajime. oh well.

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Sans went over to the little purple haired man who was sitting on his macbook writing an email.

"Hey... you look kinda cute. Wanna get sansy?" sans asked.

"what the fuck lol. are you cursed. im going to send a picture of u to korekiyo lmao. maybe he knows whats happening" ouma said, taking out his phone

"wha.... what the hell are you talking about" sans asked

"korekiyo knows about weird shit so he'd probably know what you are you cursed halloween decoration"

*snap*

ouma mumbled as he typed: "hey... dude .... look at this... weird shit at starbucks"

"Im not a decoration, i'm a skeleton." sans said.

"oh. So do skeletons have dicks."

"I can show you if you come back to my place later." sans said WITH A SMIRK.

"...I think i'll take you up on your offer. i've always been curious about what happens when all the flesh falls off  lol. TIME TO SEE SKELTON DIK." ouma shouted.

the other patrons of starbucks turned and looked at him.

saihara, who was hanging out with kaede, kaito, maki, kiibo, and korekiyo, ran over.

"Ouma shut the fuck up you're so loud and annoying." saihara said

"ok" ouma said

"hey who the hell are you. im trying to hook up with this dude and you're here yelling at him" sans growled. he was rumbling like a machine. his eye went blue.

"well if you really want to know I'm... Shuichi Saihara. They call me the Ultimate Detective, but... lol. you know, you give off the same awful aura that ouma gives me. two peas in a pod i guess" saihara said, eyeing sans.

*snapchat noficiation sound*

"...korekiyo is right there but he sent me a fucking snapchat message back. what a creep." ouma sighed. opening it, he huffed a HUGE GROAN.

"are you even a real fucking anthropologist? why do you know the history of farming but not skeletons." ouma shouted across the restaurant.

"BE QIET SIMPLETON." maki shouted back angrily. she was beyond pissed off.

“Har har har!” ouma laughed heartily.

“SANS? WILL YOU PLEEEEEASE PICK UP YOUR COFFEE. IT’S BEEN DONE FOR LIKE, 10 MINUTES NOW.” komaeda shouted through the microphone.

“Fucking hell ok” sans said, walking off. He picked it up and walked back over towards Ouma.

“That guys my ex. Hes kind of weird isnt he :) i threw a lamp at his boyfriend when they tried to cuck me. LOL” sans chortled. He sounded like a wind chime when he laughed.

“Komaeda is cool, he gives me free milk and cheese samples since I told him i’m an orphan from tokyo. What a fucking idit he is for believing me am i right?! i have my macbook pro and my iphone x AND MY AIRPODS, plus my ipad pro and these cool yeezys.” ouma laughed. he was so fucking sneaky.

“what do you use the ipad for if you already have a macbook” sans asked. he had nothing but an iphone x and some air jordans :/”

“I use that to watch family guy, WHA TTH EFUCK DO YOU THINK? Do you think i don’t like the best program of our time? I love seeing Peter Griffin appear on my screen. he fills me with lust. Dare say you that you…. dislike family guy?” ouma went on monologuing.

“n-no i didnt say i hated family guy i just-”

“ANDDD YOU’RE JUST LIKE KIBOY! HAR HAR HAR! He hates family guy! He can’t stand it. nobody at that noob table likes it. the only people who like family guy at my school are me, ryoma, angie, and himiko. Tenko watches it but only because she has a crush on lois. lol” ouma sighed.

the starbucks went quiet aside from the sipping sounds and weird ass pop music. today’s playlist included: “fake love” (A/N: STREAM FAKE LOVE :]), “two trucks”, and “like a farmer.”

ouma specifically requested this because he knew everyone hated the music, but komaeda felt bad for him and kept the same three songs on.

“Ouma Kokichi. One of your little friends over there just told me that you AREN’T AN ORPHAN?” komaeda said. he was crying.

“w-WHO. WHO SAID THAT LOL. IT’S A… THEY’RE LYING.” ouma shouted. he was so scared. he knew that komaeda had kept note of how much free starbucks shit he’d gotten and it was well over 4,500 dollar.s

“idk. that one.” komaeda pointed at kiibo.

“OHHH KIBOYYYYYYYYYY. He’s a robot, Nagito. You can’t trust Robots!” ouma laughed.

“That is blatant robophobia! I will report you to the proper starbucks authorities if you keep up this act Ouma!” kiibo shouted.

“shut up you ugly bag of bolts” ouma growled aggain.

kaede, korekiyo, and saihara looked alarmed. every day kiibo and ouma fought in the bathroom and caused some type of flooding to happen. once they lined up a bunch of fruits and vegetables and flooded the bathroom and they all ended up in the hallway.

“Kaede. Saihara. It’s been… nice, but I will leave now. I do not like being around Ouma.” korekiyo said.

“w-wait man donT LEAVE YET.” saihara said. he was sweating like a pig. he knew that kiibo liked having saihara on his side and ouma always punched himb (saihara) in the ribs to give him a bruise.

“yeah you shouldn’t leave yet…😀 please” kaede begged.

“You have Maki and Kaito. I’m fairly certain they can fight better than us.” korekiyo said, already halfway to the door.

“He’s right you know.” kaede said. she and saihara said goodbye through their tears and turned to ouma and kiibo again.

“MAN I’M ALL FIRED UP, CAN’T BELIEVE THAT OUMA IS FUCKIN’ AROUND WITH KIIBO AGAIN AND IN PUBLIC THIS TIME” kaito shouted. he was so full of energy because he had accidentally gotten coffee with extra sugar.

“kaito shut up” maki said.

“CAN’T STOP ME NOW…. IM HAVIN’ A GOOD TIME DON’T WANNA STOP AT ALL” kaito said. he did not know the lyrics right.

“c-can you guys please leave” said two men sitting in a booth. it was george michael and andrew ridgeley. they were visiting japan today for their tour and decided to get some unicorn frappuccinos to drink.

sans was staring in anticipation at everyone. ouma and kiibo were glaring at each other and komaeda could only watch in horror.

“Lets take this outside man. maybe it’ll rain and you’ll get rusty and die. LOL.” ouma screamed. he was in hysterics now.

“OH. YOU’VE DONE IT NOW. YES, WE’RE GOING TO FIGHT RIGHT NOW. OUTSIDE. SAIHARA, KAEDE, KAITO, MAKI, K…. where did korekiyo go” kiibo said

“He left bc you guys are fucked up” maki said. she wanted to leave when she saw ouma but didn’t have the heart to say it to everyone. ouma always ruined the plans.

“wha…. NO?” kiibo said. he cried one tear.

“>implying you can use everyone. YOU ONLY GET TWO OF THOSE PEOPLE ON YOUR TEAM DUMBASS.” ouma shouted

“t-team?!” saihara gasped. he was 💩ing bricks.

“for the BEST TEAM, i, kokichi Ouma, pick: kaito and maki. kiboy gets saihara and kaede! lmao have fun with weaklings.” ouma said.

“can you all leave already, you’RE SCARING THE CUSTOMERS AWAY AND ITS RUINING BUSINESS.” the manager (teruteru) said angrily.

“oh fuck off you ant.” ouma said, dragging everyone out into the back lot. komaeda and sans were dumbfounded. there was virtually no rehearsal for that.

CHAPTER TWO START:::

“Ouma you have insulted me for the last time. today is a new start. kaede, saihara, and i will now proceed to defeat you.” kiibo shouted. he was fucking confident in his abilities today.

“kiboy you will lose in one minute. im sorry to say it. wait, NO IM NOT. fucking hellion. seth mcfarlane personally blessed me with family guy so i am invincible.” ouma said.

“ouma do i have to help you. i dont want to fight my sidekick OR KAEDE. o-or KIIBO :)” kaito asked.

“yes shrimp. you must fight for me because i recruited you and that’s how this bullshit works. don’t worry though! it’ll only take one pow and kiboy will be knocked out because he’s rusty and old. NEEHEEHEE.” ouma was fucking laughing his ass off.

maki and kaito looked at each other and gave the most sorry looks to kaede and saihara. they honestly didn’t Want to help ouma because they thought he was a fucking asshole but ouma could blackmail them and potentially kill them. no risks. kaede and saihara knew this but were still hurt.

“Ouma I have a doctor’s appointment in like, 15 minutes. can i leave yet” kaede said.

“wha…? w-well… you’re goign to hav eto recruit someone else to fight in your place since saihara wouldn’t win against me in a million years lol.” ouma said. he was so fucking annoyed. he just wanted to punch kiibo already.

#finnwriting #im cyringdghiadshigdshighidsihg #lonG POST #potentially

[pendulumprince]

I’m screaming?? Why’s do things always go to shit during the 32nd episode.

THE TOWER OF HANOI IS DISINTEGRATING EVERYTHING

SHOICHI, YUSAKU AND AI LOOK ON IN HORROR

So everything in Link Vrains is being dissolved and turned into data

Yusaku says he has the data Ghost Girl found

Shoichi’s gonna analyze it

Go and Aoi are looking on

Aw shit, the Tower of Hanoi really does look like a tree

BACK IN SOL

KITA WANTS TO KNOW WTF IS GOING ON

HE TELLS HIS WORKERS TO DO SOMETHING OR THEY’RE ALL FIRED

Lmao Kita looks especially weird today lol

“There’s no way I’ll be promoted anymore. But there must be a way I can work this in my favor…” ugh you bitch

MEANWHILE LINK VRAINS USERS ARE BEING TURNED INTO DATA

GO ORDERS HIS ORPHAN BABIES TO STOP WATCIING

AOI NOTICES THAT THE FOLKS IN LINK VRAINS CAN’T LOG OUT

“Link Vrains is going to be destroyed!””

“Yeah. This is Revolver’s game.”

Alright alright, after the opening

Okay but real talk the Tower of Hanoi is gorgeous

Folks are watching the news

Apparently SOL Tech is shutting Link Vrains down, but people can still log in

Lmaooo, SOL’s lost control of the situation

Not like they ever really had it

The reporters start talking about something else

Naoki isn’t about that, he wants to know what’s going down in Link Vrains

But? None of the channels are reporting it??

Lmao, I see that social commentary

People are talking about it on message borards though

Naoki resolves not to go Brave Max on us for a while

“This isn’t the time for a future dueling prospect to appear. I’ll be Link brains’s newest hero after this generation is over (??)” lmao ok

Shoichi’s done analyzing Ghost Girl’s data

Okay… on the screen, an arrow is pointing at something

Yusaku thinks back to what Rev said: if he wants to stop the tower, he has to defeat Rev in a duel

“Legend says that when Hanoi’s game ends, the world will be destroyed. He’s starting that game.”

Lmaooo this dumbass bitch is gonna destroy the world to save humanity omg who toLD HIM THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA

Shoichi explains how the Tower works:

“Those rings substitute for disks. The central pillar extends from the underground erasing system. The top is connected to the Link Vrains network. The pillars lighted portion is the erasing systems core.

“Since appearing in Link Vrains, this core has continued to absorb the surrounding data. […] Yeah, an incredible amount of data. But it’s absorption speed hasn’t decreased.”

“Revolver built this using the underground erasing system.”

Ah, so that’s why is was in the Link Vrains sewer.

Shoichi goes on to explain that “this shape will create six rings. It’ll create one ring per hour.”

Yusaku asks what happens when it’s complete

“The core will release high density data to external networks.”

Ai asks what happens then.

“Computers can’t withstand this high density data. Records and programs connected to the network will vanish. Power plants, hospitals, transportation… the world will be in a huge panic. Humanity will revert to an era when there were no computers.”

OH FUCK NO

Ai figure they’ll be safe is they don’t connect to the net…

“Maybe not. If Revolver’s goal is to erase you, I’m sure he planned for that.” True true

“You’re right…”

Shoichi goes on: “The high density data will take down major devices in a chain reaction.  the resulting pulse will be magnified and transmitted. So devices not connected to the network will also be destroyed. It’s like an EMP weapon.”

“And you (Ai) will be erased.”

AI IS FRIGHTENED

I, TOO, AM CONCERNED.

Shoichi thinks it’s wild that Rev is threatening the whole world just to erase Ai

Yusaku thinks all this over…

Meanwhile, in Link Vrains

KITA STEPS ONTO THE SCENE

“I’M KITAMURA, THE ONE IN CHARGE OF LINK VRAINS SECURITY FOR SOL TECHNOLOGIES! I WANT TO SPEAK TO THE KNIGHTS OF HANOI’S LEADER!”

Woooooo your know he dead

… no one shows up??

“I revealed my identity and came here alone!” (lol why don’t I believe you Kita) “I’m not here to negotiate! Or trap you! I just want to talk! Please answer me!”

Still, nothing

Kita has an internal monologue:

“Since I lost control of Link Vrains, I’ll be demoted”

Listen here, you little bitch:

YOU’RE GODDAMN MCFUCKING LUCKY THAT YOUR BOSSES HAVEN’T SNUFFED YOU FOR FINDING OUT ABOUT THE LOST INCIDENT.

FORGET THAT PROMOTION MAN

RUN LIKE HELL.

“In that case, I’m disowning SOL Technologies!”

… what.

I

Is he looking to defect??

“I’ll change this huge punch into a huge chance!”

“What do you want?”

AHHHHH

IT’S

REV

REV CAME

ASK AND YE SHALL RECIVE

Kita looks like he just shit his pants though lmaooooo

“Who are you??”

“I’m Revolver, leader of the Knights of Hanoi.”

Lmaoooo, Kita’s planning something. Aw shit.

This should be good

“State your business. If it’s garbage, I’ll erase you.”

“T-take it easy. There’s no one in Link Vrains, except for us. All the news outlets have left, so no one is covering Link Vrains.”

“So?”

“No one is listening to us. So this will be a secret agreement just between us.”

I S2G IF HE’S TRYING TO DEFECT—

“So?” Revolver sounds so fucking bored

“I’ll get right to the point. Team up with me to rule Link Vrains.”

I KNEW IT. I FUCKING KNEW IT. WHAT A FUCKING PUSSYWILLOW.

REV ALSO THINKS THIS IS HILARIOUS

Kita goes on, “I realize that you’re in a superior position than me, because Link Vrains is currently in Hanoi’s hands. But SOL Technologies won’t remain silent. They’ll do whatever it takes to regain control.

“But if I’m on your side, since I manage Link Vrains, your rule will be absolute. We can acquire a fortune if we work together.”

OH KITA. HOW YOUNG AND NIEVE YOU ARE.

“I see. How interesting.”

KITA THINKS HE DID IT HAHAHAHAAAAAA

“But if you want to join us, we must test your abilities. (to someone else) Handle this.”

Rev bounces.

“Hey! Where are you going?”

“I’m honored to meet you.” AW SHIT I KNOW THAT VOICE. “Hello. My name is Specter.”

“Specter?”

“I’ll test your abilities. In a master duel.”

“M-master duel??”

What, as opposed to a speed duel, which is exponentially more dangerous? THIS MOTHERFUCKER IS AFRAID OF A MASTER DUEL???

YOU. KNOW. HE’S. DEAD.

… anyway, BACK TO FROG AND PIGEON

THEY’RE STILL IN LINK VRAINS

LOG OUT BOYS LOG OUT

They comment on how shitty everything looks

All the other reporters have indeed left; Pigeon thinks they should, too??

“YOU FOOL! *This* is when we must report what’s happening in Link Vrains! That’s what makes us true journalists.”

“REALLY?? I didn’t know that! I thought we did on-the scene reports just like lame tabloid shows, but we’re actually true journalists!” omfg pigeon STAHP

I fuckin love these two

They get a message from their boss: “due to the success of your previous report, we permit you to stay in Link Vrains to report the news.”

THE BOSSES DON’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THEM LMAO BUT I BELIEVE THEY CAN MAKE IT

YOU’LL LIVE, BOYS

Okay but

out in the distance

They see someone??

“Start filming!”

Back in the hotdog truck

Shoichi gets footage of Kita and Specter!

Omg that’s right, they don’t know who Specter is

HELL, BLUE ANGEL DOESN’T EVEN KNOW WHO SPECTER IS.

BUT ANYWAY

SPECTER GOES IN FOR A DIRECT ATTACK

KITA GOES DOWN TO 0

SPECTER WINS!

“Taking over Link Vrains was simple. Because someone as incompetent as you was managing it.” OH SHIT, SHOTS FIRED.

Specter goes on, “Thank you, Kitamura-san. But you’re despicable. Watching you trying to manipulate Revolver was nauseating.”

That’s an… interesting expression you’ve got there, Specter

Kita starts laughing?? “C’mon, Specter! I now know how capable you are. Pleas let me join the Hanoi. Recruit me.”

I’m. Fucking. Screaming.

What a shitbag lmao

“As you wish, I’ll let you join the Hanoi…”

“Really?? :D”

“… but as data.”

He snaps his fingers, and Kita starts to vaporize.

“Stop! Don’t do it!”

That was so satisfying lmfaoooo

“You were garbage to the end. Now then” HE FACES FROG AND PIGEON, WHO WERE WATCHING ALL THIS FROM AFAR.

He speaks directly to their camera:  

“This is a warning. Those who enter Link Vrains will end up the same as him.”

QUICK SHOT TO THE GOLDEN TRIO

“… but if you don’t care, feel free to come.”

FROG AND PIGEON BOUNCE.

They discuss what Specter must have meant

Omgggg my two best guys better not get turned into data

Back in the real world, Go just put his babies to sleep

Now he’s thinking deeply about life and his place in the world

He walks over to the door

Looks back on the kids…

Aoi lowkey clenches her fIst

And Yusaku, as always, isn’t about to let the KoH get away with nuttin’

Shoichi says because the Tower’s absorbing all the data material, there are no data storms except for near the Tower

Ai wants Yusaku to kick Rev’s ass, which has literally been his mission this entire time

Yusaku sets his deck, and

AHHH

MY THREE STUPID BABIES WENT IN AT THE SAME TIME

Hella hella

Now in Link Vrains

FROG AND PIGEON ARE BURIED IN THE SAND

FROG RESOLVES TO DIE WITH HONOR, BUT

THEY SEE PLAYMAKER ENTER LINK VRAINS

Omg that Tower is so aesthetically pleasing

Anyway, ‘Go’ calls out to Playmaker

Blue Angel’s here, too

Playmaker wants to know what they’re doing there; ‘Go’ was about to ask the same thing

“Especially you, Blue Angel! I thought you only fought for yourself.”

“I learned something from my duels. When people believe in you, you’re fighting for everyone. So Blue Angel fights for everyone from now on!”

FUCK YEAH

‘Go’ agrees. “I’m Link Vrains’s hero, so it’s my mission to protect this place!”

Ai still thinks ‘Go’ is extra af

“So that’s ignis, the special AI.”

“I HAVE A WONDERFUL NAME, YOU KNOW! AI!” (Omgggg my ship is going strong even after all these tumultous years) “Call me Master Ai-sama from now on! Actually, Lord Ai! No, Professor Ai! No, Aiai!” lmaooo ok

Blue Angel asks Playmaker why he’s there

For three reasons, as always:

“One, I’ll stop the Tower of Hanoi that’s causing this.

Two, I’ll rescue Ghost Girl, who gave me info about that Tower.

And three, I must end i with the person behind this incident.”

Does

Does he think Revolver was involved in The Lost Incident

Does he not know that Rev is 100% in their age range lmao

But something catches Blue Angel’s interest: “Something happened to Ghost Girl?”

“Yeah. Revolver, the Knights of Hanoi’s leader, defeated her. She was turned into data and absorbed into the core.”

“No way!”

‘Go’ asks about what Ghost Girl gave him

Playmaker tells ‘em all about Revolver’s crazy ass plan to destroy the entire network by erasing everything in it

Blue Angel: “But if that happens… won’t it erase the consciousnesses of Ghost Girl and everyone who was absorbed?”

AW SHIT

“Exactly. That’s why I must stop it before it activates.”

Ai throws in that he doesn’t want to be erased, either

‘Go’ asks how they can defeat it, and Playmaker tells them, by defeating Revolver

Ai confirms that they only have six hours

Rev is apparently waiting at the Tower of Hanoi

Playmaker wants to end shit with him already

Blue Angel and ‘Go’ decide they’re going to the Tower, too

Playmaker tells them to go the fuck home, it’s too dangerous

They tell him to fuck off (you know. essentially lmao)

“It’s my duty to protect the children’s futures, dreams and hopes!” DAMNIT ‘GO’ STOP BEING SO PURE

Blue Angel feels the same; they’ve also gotta rescue Ghost Girl

Playmaker tells them to do whatever they want lmaooo ok

So one of them is bound to defeat Revolver

Playmaker warns them about Revolver’s “terrifying card”

Blue Angel: “let’s meet again if we’re still alive” hot damn girl that as raw, I love it

‘Go’ wishes them luck

They split up!

AND

FROG AND PIGEON CAUGHT IT ALL ON TAPE

MY BEST BOYS ARE GETTING THEIR BONUSES, HELL YEAH

Wait

WAIT

PIGEON FORGOT TO FILM THEM

OMG WHAT A DUMB FUCK

GO GET THAT SCOOP, ASSHOLES

… anyway, back to the Tower

Blue Angel’s running towards it, all by her lonesome

But! She senses a presence!

“Stop hiding and come out!”

“Oh, have my wishes come true?”

AW SHIT IT’S SPECTER

Blue Angel recognizes him from the telly

“My name is Specter. This is the second time we meet, Blue Angel.”

“Second time?”

“Let me open the door deep in your heart.”

He snaps his fingers, and…!

SHE REMEMBERS HER FIRST MEETING WITH HIM

“You implanted that computer virus in me!”

“It was a present! Because I’m your fan.”

“Tell me why you’re doing this!”

“There’s no point telling you.” (Aw what a cop out, spill the beans you bitch.) “Its like when hobbies and beliefs are incompatible.”

“Hobbies?”

“A lowly idol can’t understand the ideas of those with noble beliefs.”

Oh shut the fuck up, you pompous windbag.

Blue Angel isn’t buying it either. “Big talk.”

“Revolver ordered me to annihilate everyone who invades this world. If you want to flee, now’s the time.”

“I’ll send those words back to you! I’ll defeat you! And Revolver!”

“I can’t ignore what you said. No matter how many weaklings arrive, you’re no match for Revolver.”

“Want to test that?”

“You don’t back down… even though you know best what will happen.”

“You’ll implant another computer virus?”

“No. It will be much worse. You’ll never return to the real world again. Fine with that?”

“… fine. In order to protect Link Vrains, Blue Angel will defeat you!”

HELL YES SHE WILL

“You’re making me shiver.” (OH DAMN HERE COMES OUR VERY FIRST NIGHTMARE FACE.) “LET’S HAVE A MASTER DUEL.”

Bitch, you’re just afraid of getting on a d-board, admit it.

Blue Angel isn’t fazed. Girl was ready tp throw down yesterday. “Fine. Let’s go!”

“I’m looking forward to this! :D”

ALRIGHT, HERE WE GO

BLUE ANGEL VS. SPECTER

SPECTER GOES FIRST

HE SUMMONS A 0 ATK MONSTER

AND? LINK SUMMONS ALREADY??

There are Link 1 monsters lol why didn’t I know that

SPECTER LINK SUMMONS

HE SUMMONS THIS WILD LOOKING TREE MONSTER AT 0 ATK

AHHH YES

THAT HAS TO BE THE “SACRED TREE”

FUCK

Okay, that’s it

Preview time!

So… Blue Angel is a storybook character now?

“A girl was captivated by a picture book that was read to her. Acting tough, she wants to be alone. But she’s crying inside. But the hero helps her to be courageous and accept herself for the first time. The name of the book is… Blue Angel!”

ALRIGHT, OUR KIDS HAVE FIVE AND A HALF HOURS LEFT

THE DUEL CONTINUES!

#yugioh vrains #vrains episode reactions #vrains episode 32 #yusaku fujiki #playmaker #ai #aoi zaizen #blue angel #go onizuka #'go onizuka' #harvey specter #kitamura #revolver #frog #pigeon #knights of hanoi #sol technology #den city #link vrains #my posts

[kyouxa]

Diabolik lovers Chaos Lineage: Kino (Story 14)

In terms of the gameplay: The black choices lead up to a bad ending, the white choices lead up to a good ending. Please no reposting onto other sites, ask me before translating this into another language too! If you enjoy these translations, please consider supporting me on ko-fi.

Place: Outside — Cave

Yui: Nn…

(Is this place… the cave? I wonder if I was carried back here, I probably fell asleep as soon as we returned)

(Maybe I should go back to sleep once again…)

Kino: …..

Yui: Ehh… Kino-kun!?

Kino: You overslept again. Wasn’t my sleeping princess talking about getting up earlier today?

Yui: I’m really sorry, I seemed to be really tired and I slept pretty soundly as well.

(T-That really surprised me. Kino-kun was right in front of my face when I woke up)

Kino: ...Your hair is all tousled. No matter how you’d put it, it looks really awful, y’know?

Yui: I can’t help it since I just woke up, okay?

Kino: Shut it. Let me fix this messy hair of yours for you while you simply stay quiet, ’kay?

Yui: Uh… sure.

(I-I wonder, why is he using his finger to brush my hair? It’s somehow embarrassing…)

Um… where’s everyone?

Kino: They got up a while ago and started preparing themselves. You’re the only one who still slept until now.

Reiji was about to start a strategy meeting from this time forward anyway.

Are you really gonna force yourself to join us in this kind of state though? You could still sleep as things are now.

Yui: No, I’m good. I’ll participate in this meeting too.

Kino: Fine, then let’s go.

Yui: (Ah… he simply left)

(To be honest, I didn’t think Kino-kun would make me feel better as easy as he did just now though)

(And having him stroke my hair was really nice too…)

I mean, I obviously have to worry about the strategy meeting from now on first!

(Gosh, just what was I thinking a second ago…)

*time passed*

Yui: Umm, good morning, everyone!

Laito: Did you finally get up, Bitch-chan? Seems as if you slept really comfortably.

I was about to mess around with you if you were still sleeping... doing all kinds of things... you know?♪

Ayato: Shut up, pervert.

Yui: Ahaha...

(I was so worried about coming here, but I guess I totally forgot that everyone’s memories already returned to them)

Kanato: Aren’t there any sweets available here? I can’t stand this anymore. I want to go home as soon as possible.

Yui: I-I’m sorry Kanato-kun. You have to be a little more patient.

Subaru: Fuck, what kind of a punishment game is it to sleep in the same space as these guys!?

I can’t sleep calmly because I don’t have my casket with me here.

Yui: I’m really sorry about that...

(Why am I even apologizing in the first place...)

Kino: Hey, you. Did you really use to live with these selfish guys?

Yui: I’m also questioning my personal experiences so far...

Reiji: Be quiet. If everyone has prepared themselves, we shall start holding another strategy meeting.

The topic of this discussion… shall be how we possibly could get out of this place, right?

Yui: ….. !

(I can finally face this problem together with everyone in the Sakamaki family)

(Maybe we can finally find an opening to get out of here like this… !)

Reiji: As Kino and others already mentioned, if this truly is a space which is completely isolated from the outside world...

The number of people who can do such impressive tricks are limited.

Subaru: Then who did this?

Shu: ...Our father, obviously.

Ayato: Ngh… that old geezer!?

Kino: ...As expected, they all think so.

Yui: Kino-kun…

Reiji: No, it is way too early to conclude that this might be our fathers doing after all.

However, it can be inferred that our father or someone with equivalent power created this space.

Kanato: What is it that you are talking about?

Reiji: This might be a simple guess, but we could easily judge this by the names of the supreme ruler and Eve.

Subaru: Tch, the nerve to do this shitty thing again...

Laito: Hey, if we try something out, we might actually achieve something.

If we can live up to their expectations, do you think we could get out?

Reiji: Well, that could be the case indeed.

Yui: But what should we do in order to live up to their expectations then?

Kino: It’s about fighting for the supreme leader, so why don’t we kill each other until there’s only one of us standing?

Yui: Kino-kun!

Kino: And if we don’t do that, why doesn’t the sleeping beauty herself choose her prince to be with?

Yui: A-Are you being serious about this right now… ?

Reiji: Let us return to that. As Kino already said, killing each other appears to be infertile.

But does anyone else have something else in mind?

Monologue

After that, Reiji-san and the others tried finding a solution for us to return back to the real world, but in the end they didn’t get to any conclusion.

In the meantime, time is the only thing that’s progressing.

As things were now, we were only going around circles, and therefore decided to interrupt this discussion to take a break.

Place: Outside — Cave

Yui: (Ah… speaking of which, Kino-kun was gone before I even noticed it)

(I wonder where he went?)

Reiji: You. Where do you think you are going?

Yui: Ah ... well, it looks like Kino-kun isn’t there, so I wanted to go out a little and look for him.

Reiji: Make sure not to go too far. There is still a possibility that someone from another family might be wandering around outside.

The others’ memories have not returned yet. Which means, they will aim for you if they spot you.

Yui: Yes, I know... I’ll be careful.

(He’s right. Everyone else’s memories are still weird)

(In that case, I have to be really cautious...)

Place: Outside — Cave entrance

Yui: (Kino-kun, where did you go? I really hope you’re somewhere nearby)

Ah… Kino-kun!

Kino: What? Why are you here too?

Yui: When I noticed you weren’t there anymore, I started to get worried. Why did you come here anyway?

Kino: ...I was wondering if I could see any shooting stars if I go outside.

But, this is a fake space. It has a fake night sky… which obviously means there won’t be any shooting stars falling down.

Yui: I see...

(Since everything is covered with trees, even the night sky can hardly be seen)

(But despite that, he still came here to try and see the stars. I wonder what he thought about?)

(After all, Kino-kun’s profile still looks somewhat lonely to me…)

Kino: If you’ve got anything to say to me, why not say it to my face instead of staring at me like that?

Yui: Ah, s-sorry! To be honest, I’d really like to see the stars too.

By the way, what did you say before to me? The stars always guided you, if I recall correctly?

Kino: Yeah, I did say that. What about it?

Yui: That sentence felt really important when you said it, so I kept thinking about it all the time. And I simply wondered what you mean by that.

...But if you don’t want to talk about it, I’m obviously not forcing you to say anything.

Kino: Nah… it doesn’t matter. It’s not like I have anything to hide from you anymore.

...When I was still a child, my father, Karlheinz, abandoned me in the demon worlds hinterland.

I don’t remember much of that time back then, but I do know that I was left behind there. Left on a cursed plot of land which was fully covered in the smell of rotten fruits.

Yui: A cursed place… in the demon world...

Kino: I was trying my best to keep walking despite tripping over rotten mud and being left in darkness. But even if I ended up in another place, there was nobody there.

I was so lonely I eventually started believing that I’d end up dying like this.

And in that moment… I saw a shooting star falling down for the first time. It was like an affirmation for my whole life to continue.

Yui: ….. !

Kino: My father… I desperately continued to think about why Karlheinz would’ve abandoned me as he did.

But I’m still certain there must’ve been a reason. Because at that time, the stars saving me felt as if it was fate.

I’m more than convinced that there must’ve been a reason why I was chosen for that.

Yui: Is that why you believe you’re the most suitable one for gaining his powers… ?

Kino: Exactly. With those powers in my hands, even those other stupid guys would have to realise that it was my destiny to get them.

Until now, nobody has ever acknowledged my existence so far.

But I’ll be recognized. Once I’ll have absolute power, no one will be able to go against me anymore.

Yui: (The stars guided him… and the stars gave him affirmation一)

(I see. The reason why Kino-kun is so particularly interested in gaining his power is...)

Choices

1) Someone recognizing him (white)♡♡♡

2) Proof of being alive (black)

一 Someone recognizing him ♡

Yui: (Kino-kun, I’m sure he just wants someone to recognize him. His existence in general一)

(But this is really sad thinking about it…)

Kino: What’s with the depressed face now?

Yui: It’s nothing... I just thought about it for a moment.

Even if you might not be able to show off your power, I’m sure there are people who will recognize you, Kino-kun.

Kino: Hah? I don’t need this kind of thing. You’re simply saying this half-minded stuff to pity myself again.

Yui: I do believe in that though. And so would Yuri-san.

一 Proof of being alive

Yui: (I think he wants proof that he’s being alive)

(After all, I’ve heard him talking about being strongly oppressed by others several times before)

Was there anyone around you that you could’ve possibly put trust in?

Kino: Well, that might be true.

Yui: But only Yuri-san is this kind of special person, right?

end Choices

Kino: Eh… Yuri… why do you know Yuri’s name?

Yui: Ah… ! Um, err…

(I know I should’ve kept silent about that, but it accidentally slipped out of my mouth…)

(But now that I’ve already said it, there’s no point in hiding it anymore)

I might’ve heard you sleep-talking and saying that name while doing so.

Kino: What, so that’s it? Is listening to other people talk in their sleep one of your hobbies or something?

Yui: I’m really sorry…

Kino: It’s true that Yuri and I’ve been together for a really long time already. We’ve always been close to each other after all.

Which is why I’m sure Yuri’s still undoubtedly waiting for my return.

Yui: ...Nn. I see… that’s probably true...

Kino: ….. ? What’s wrong?

Yui: Nothing, let’s just try our best to go back to the real world as soon as possible.

Kino: Yeah, you’re right.

Yui: (So he does think Yuri-san’s waiting for his return as well. Why did my chest hurt so much when I heard him say this right now though?)

(I should at least try to act happy for Kino-kun to be able to return to someone as important as her)

Kino: After all of this is over, you’ll also be able to live with your beloved Sakamaki guys again. Aren’t you happy about that too?

Yui: Yes, I am… I want to go home soon too.

Kino: ...Nn.

Well, remember once you returned home. I’ll come and get rid of all of you.

Yui: T-That’s not something I want to remember...

Kino: ….. !

Yui: What’s wrong?

Kino: ...Someone is heading towards this way.

Yui: Eh… ?

*someone walks up*

Yui: ….. ! Carla-san…

Kou: So you really were in a place like this. No wonder it was so quiet when we went to Scarlet’s mansion.

Azusa: Eve… we’ve been… looking for you.

Yui: Kou-kun, Azusa-kun…

Carla: Obediently hand over Eve to me. Someone like you is simply not fit for the tasks of a supreme ruler.

Kino: ...So they really did end up finding us, hm? It would’ve been easy if it was only Kou and Azusa, but Carla is here with them too.

Yui: (What should we do? Everyone is still inside the cave… !)

Kino: It’s alright. We know Carla can’t remember anything about being a founder, which should make things somehow manageable.

Yui: Why?

Kino: Because he doesn’t remember being a founder, he wouldn’t know he has any sort of great power to begin with.

Even if he’s a founder, he doesn’t know anything about how strong his powers are, which means there is something we can do after all.

Yui: (Is he reaching into his pocket? What on earth is he about to do?)

*Kino’s pocket rushles*

Carla: Just what is it that you are hiding? You will not be able to escape from me with a little trick you might have up your sleeves.

Kino: I know that already. So 一 I’ll do this instead!

Carla: Kch… !

Kou: Ngh… ! What was that… !?

Azusa: My body… it won’t move...

Yui: (Why did Carla-san’s and the others’ state change so quickly all of the sudden… ?)

Carla: You… what did you do… !?

Kino: Now we’ve earned a little time!

While we still can, run!

Yui: A-Alright!

*they start running*

Yui: But, Kino-kun! What did you do to them!?

Kino: It’s a talisman with magical power. It’s an item that can suppress any devil’s power for a certain period of time!

Well, it’s a one time only item, so that’s it.

Yui: These kinds of things exist!?

Kino: I’m the only one who has things like this here, right? Seems as if I accidentally brought it with me alongside my smartphone.

But that doesn’t matter right now, we have to let the others know about this as soon as possible first… !

Yui: Ah, everyone! You’ve come outside...

Reiji: What is it you are making this much noise for? It is almost as if you encountered an enemy raid.

Yui: It’s Carla-san! He came here with Kou-kun and Azusa-kun!

Kino: Carla and the others are unable to move right now. We have to make a run for it while we still can!

Kanato: And where exactly do you expect us to run?

Kino: I know a place where nobody should expect us to be!

Subaru: Doesn’t that sound kinda sloppy? Does a place like that even exist here!?

Laito: I don’t think Carla came here with the plan to aim for us though.

Shu: Yes. It’s obvious that they’re merely suspicious of their absent brothers being accompanied by other guys.

Ayato: Then what are we supposed to do?

Kino: Even so, we still need a place to hide ourselves in...

There’s no other choice than that!

*Kino leaves*

Yui: Kino-kun, where are you going!?

Kino: It’s fine, just follow me!

Yui: Kino-kun…

(Let’s follow him. I believe in Kino-kun一!)

#its over :( #chaos lineage translation #chaos lineage #chaos lineage kino #chaos lineage kino translation #diabolik lovers chaos lineage kino translation #diabolik lovers kino #kino diabolik lovers #kino sakamaki #Komori Yui #yui komori #reiji sakamaki #Shuu Sakamaki #Shu Sakamaki #carla tsukinami #kou mukami #Subaru Sakamaki #Kanato Sakamaki #diabolik lovers translation #translation

[asktemmie-frisk]

An Acceptable Redemption (ゴッドモードアーク (Goddomodoaku)) (God-mode Arc)

They all sat around Frisk mourning him for about 10 minutes. Then, they heard a voice from the shadows. "Well, well, well." It said. Everyone looked in fear and curiousity. "Who said that?" Chara demanded. "I said that." Rhonda answered, stepping out of the shadows. "You bitch. Frisk is dead. You took him away from us! We loved him, and now he's gone." Chara showed her creepy face with every last negative emotion there was to have. "Talrok and I never killed him. All we did was simply show his true potential to the world. And besides, you all...wait. Are you actually telling me you all miss him?" Everyone looked down in shame. "Interesting. You all want to bring him back. You want bring him back to the life you destroyed. It was you guys who pushed him to his edge. It was you who led to his self-destruction. Ah, now I understand. You all can't accept it. All of you think you're above consequences." They all made a slight nod in confirmation. "All right, I'll admit it. I did think I was above consequences." Asriel confessed. "Yeah. So did I." Chara admitted. "Exactly. But perhaps, we can reach...a compromise of sorts. For you see, Chara, you still have something Talrok and I want. Give it to us, and we will bring Frisk back from the abyss." Everyone stood up and backed away from Rhonda in fear, leaving Frisk's body. "What do you want that I have?" Chara asked, fearful for her life. Rhonda simply made a gesture towards her heart. "Oh. That's what you want." "That's correct. If you want Frisk back from the dead, you will give me your soul." Chara clasped her chest in fear. "No. I don't wanna give it up. I'll die again." "Oh? I thouhht you wanted Frisk back." "I do. All of us do, but it'll kill me if we do that." "Oh, I see. You want your friend back, but you're not willing to do what it takes to get him. Fine. I suppose I'll just take my leave." Rhonda turned her back away from them and Frisk, and no one saw that his hand twitched for a split second. He started breathing again calmly and silently. "It's quite a shame, really." Frisk stood up as Rhonda continued her monologue. Everyone was surprised. "Frisk had a lot of potential, but it seems like it was all wasted o-" "You." Frisk said in a low voice. For the first time, Rhonda got spooked. She turned around to face the source of the voice. By the time her gaze could meet Frisk, it was too late. A drill went through her chest and catapulted her towards the wall at high speed. She screamed in pain. "AHHHH! THAT HURT! Wait. That hurt. But that could only mean...oh no." Frisk stood up with determination flooding his body. He was alive and well once more. "I can't believe you snuck your way into the afterlife, you snake!" Rhonda got scared and threw an amalgamate onto him. The creature quickly invaded him, but this time, Frisk tore the amalgamate out of his soul and his body. The pain felt horrible, but he ignored it and went for Rhonda. "I can't believe you were even allowed to live in the first place, you green bitch! Death is too nice of a punishment for you. If you ask me, you've got some burning to do in hell, so I suggest you get to it!" Frisk kicked Rhonda so hard, she flew into 5 buildings before she crashed. She got knocked out by Frisk. He turned himself away from her direction and walked away. "I can't believe she would actually...try..." Frisk looked up and saw his friends and family. "Frisk..." Chara was surprised to see he was alive. "Chara? Wait. What's going on? Am I even dead?" Everyone cheered. Frisk was back to life. "Chara? Is that really you?" "It's really me, Frisk." Chara said, letting her jubilance show. They ran toward each other. Chara picked him up, kissed his cheek, and set him back down as she embraced him. He returned her affections as she cried tears of joy. "Frisk! Frisk, I'm so happy you came back!" "Chara, am I dead?" "Of course not, you idiot!" Asriel said, joining in on the moment. "You're alive! We got you back alive!" Asriel ran towards Frisk, and everyone joined in on the group hug. Even Asriel showed his affection for Frisk. Frisk started crying again. "I'm sorry, guys! I tried so hard! I'm so sorry, everybody!" "What are you sorry for, Frisk?" Asked Chara. "Just...everything. I'm sorry I hurt you all so much. I'm sorry I killed all those monsters from the ruins and Snowdin. I'm sorry tried to kill you all. But most of all, I'm sorry I was even allowed to exist in the first place." "What the-Frisk, why would you say that?" Asriel asked, worried about him. "I always thought my existence was of no consequence. I thought it was because I was alive that the world is in the state it is now. So I figured if I killed myself, then everything would be okay. The sun would still set, the wind would still blow, the days would still pass, the seasons would still change, everything would get along fine without me because I thought I was why everything sucks now. So I wanted to make the world a better place by taking myself out of it." Chara and Asriel both smacked him in the face. "Frisk! Don't say that!" They begged. "Wha-guys, you know I'm right about that. It's the truth." Sans grabbed him and brought his face to Frisk's with the most genuine expression he could muster up. "You listen to me, Frisk. Don't you dare say that again!" "Sans, come on. I really am-" "STOP! JUST STOP! Don't you DARE be sorry for being alive! That's not something you should EVER be sorry for! And don't you fucking forget it!" "Papyrus-" "No. Sans is right." Papyrus said, sharing his thoughts. "Being alive is a good thing. You think it's a curse because of what you did and what happened to you. But you listen to us. Being alive is a blessing, and we're sorry everything made it look like the exact opposite. Don't ever speak like that again." Frisk just cried and buried himself in Chara's chest. "I'm sorry. It's just...a lot has happened. Rhonda, she tried...I'm sorry. I shouldn't say." "Frisk, it's okay. You can tell us. We're here for you, sweetie." Chara said with a warm smile. Frisk looked Chara in the eyes. "Okay. Guys. Rhonda. She tried to rape me." Everyone was shocked. "What? She...forced herself onto you?" "She tried to rape me, Chara. She took off my pants, and tried to take off her clothes. I told her I didn't want it, but she didn't stop. But I fought back. She didn't get my underwear off, and I fought back. I threw her off of me. I didn't know she was a pedophile. She tried to rape me." Chara's fear turned to anger as she made her creepy face. Everyone else joined in on the same emotion: rage. "She. Is going. To PAY!" They all said. Chara reiterated. "SHE! IS GOING! TO PAY!" Chara was so mad, she was ready to go after Rhonda, and massacre her. "Chara, no! Please don't go! I just want to be with you right now. I love you." Chara's rage subsided and held Frisk tightly. Asgore and Toriel chimed in. "Frisk, listen to us." Asgore humbly requested. Frisk lifted an ear. "Frisk, we are sorry Rhonda tried to molest you." Said Toriel. "What she did was wrong. You are not at fault for defending yourself. It was not your fault she tried to rape you. You did nothing wrong. You actually did exactly what you should have done. You know why? Because no one has the right to touch you like that without your consent. If you did not want her to do that to you, she should have stopped right then and there. What you did was a good thing. We understand if you are still hurting from it, so we are sorry for even making you say it." "No. You don't have to be sorry." Frisk said, lifting his head up. "You just care. That's why you wanted to know. You knew I was hurting, and you wanted to help. And I faulted you guys for that because I didn't want you to worry. And I'm sorry for that. You were just trying to stop me from hurting myself and anyone else." "We didn't stop you, Frisk. If anything, all Asriel and I did was make things worse." Chara confessed. "We acted like you were just a stupid kid, while in truth, you just weren't as experienced as us. Asriel killed you so many times. I acted like you were a horrible person after you killed my mom, and I felt that hatred for you until you and I saw something in one another. And the worst part is, I probably COULD have at least tried to protect mom from you. Try to protect everyone from you." "Chara, we're talking about all the bad things I did to you guys!" "So what if you are?! We're sorry, too! All of us are! We made you suffer for nothing! Almost all of us killed you, Frisk. Asriel especially did. We didn't even treat you like one of our own when we could have, and I'M sorry for that, Frisk." "Shut up! There's nothing for any of you to be sorry about! Because...I get it now." "Get what?" "I get it now! You guys never laughed at what I became. You were just trying to help me get used to it. It was all just a misunderstanding! A mistake! Sure we all made it, but I'm the one who's especially guilty of that! And...now I see why Sans told me never to say that stuff again. Sure, everything will be fine without me, but...you guys don't want that without me. Because you love me. I just...I mean, seriously, guys. I'm not even mad at any of you anymore. I was never even mad in the first place. I guess I was just scared and confused at what I became. I just...yeah. I can't...stay mad at any of you. Not even Asriel. I have every right to, but what would be the point? Yes, it happened, but...I think...wow. I wanna live again. I wanna live again! I feel...better. I guess all I needed was to talk it out or something. Thank you, guys." "Frisk...are you saying...you forgive us all?" What the-yes! Yes, I forgive you all! I forgave you the second it happened! It was just too scary for me to fathom!" "Frisk. I forgive you, too. When it comes to mom, apology accepted. I love you." "I love you, too." Chara and Frisk kissed again as they shared a loving embace. Then they both opened their eyes in surprise as they found out they frenched with each other. They both slowly closed their eyes, and let everything wash over them. The past felt so far away, they forgot everyone else. "Frisk...I'm so happy to have you back." "Chara...I'm in love with you." "So am I. But with you." They surrendered themselves to each other. Their embrace turned into burning passion. They took their lips apart from each other as they caught their breath. "Frisk. You smell like...butterscotch." Chara said, noticing his scent. "Chara, your skin. It's turning purple." Frisk replied, noticing her appearance. "Are you okay, Chara?" "Yeah. I feel great. I'm back with the man I'm in love with, and I wanna show him something." Chara changed into what she really looked like. "Wow. You're a hybrid, too? You look like an astigmatism." "Yeah." "Wow. You look...amazing." "Oh, you're just saying that." "No, I'm not. I don't care what you look like. You're you. And that's enough for me." Chara formed a mouth, and she stuck her long tongue out. Frisk stuck his long tongue out as well. They both touched them together, and locked lips again. As they became even more enamored, Frisk started pushing on Chara. She steadily breathed in and out in ecstacy, wanting to be intimate with Frisk. The smell of butterscotch became intense enough to make her feel pleasured. "Frisk. I want you." "Chara. Anything." They both got ready to take off their clothes, but Sans lifted Frisk off of her before he could do anything else. "Huh? What? Frisk, what are you doing? I thought...oh." Chara noticed Sans levitating Frisk. "I forgot. Neither of us are old enough for that yet." "Sorry, Sans." "Yeah. It's cool." Sans said while he sat Frisk down gently. "You guys really seem to like each other. In a special type of way." Frisk and Chara smiled at each other. "Yeah. I guess we do, comedian." Chara confirmed. Asriel pouted. "Aw, come on, Rei. You're not still upset, are you?" "Frisk, I'll put up with it because you make her happy, and that's all I want for her." He said. "Aw. I love you too, Rei." "Stop with the 'Rei', Chara. You know I don't like it." She just laughed. "Chara, seriously. Enough with calling me Rei. It's Asriel." "By the way, where does 'Rei' come from anyway? Like why does she call you that?" Asked Frisk. "Oh, that." Replied Chara. "I just took the 'r-i-e' part of his name, and rearranged it. Then one day, I called him that, and I guess he didn't like it. Got real annoyed when I called him 'Rei'. After that, I decided to call him that personally every now and then. I don't say it all the time, though. Pisses him off. Sometimes I say it when I'm angry at him." "So you gave him a nickname?" "She did, and I hate it!" Asriel said, pouting again. "Well, would you have preferred I call you 'crybaby' again?" Asriel's scleras started turning black. "That's what I thought." "All right. I think we've had enough of being in this old, crumbling building." Sans said, changing the subject. "Let's get back to the school." They moved as fast as they could back to their fortress. They brought the monster and human Frisk absorbed as an amalgamate back with them to feed them and give them shelter. They had Frisk back, but it wasn't going to stay this optimistic.

#Undertale #Frisk (undertale) #Chara (undertale) #sans #papyrus #mettaton #undyne #alphys #toriel #Asgore Dreemurr #Asriel Dreemurr #sorry for the long post #I'm trying to tell a story here #God-mode Arc #Goddomodoaku