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Ah, I'm back with another chapter! Yay! in this one I feel as if I got a bit bold? So here's a small list of thing that will appear! As you can see right below, this chapter contains songs. I will only write about songs happening when the songs happened not necessarily because Beauty and the Beast is a Disney MUSICAL— you know what I mean. (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

This chapter contains!!: Song lyrics from Disney's Beauty and the Beast soundtrack (If you don't like songs in fics, you can skip those parts!) , some violence at the end!

Warning!: English is my second language. If you find any errors in my writing, please understand. I used autocorrect to help me with my grammar and spelling, so I'm deeply sorry if any mistakes were made. Dyslexia + writing in a second language = challenging task (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

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Beauty and the Beast

Miko's attempt at writing something good.

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Chapter 4: Tension

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How could they? Kaigaku couldn't believe it. He got rejected, clearly rejected, but he couldn't fully accept that. He sat down in the noodle shop where he usually spent his time, thinking things over and today, today he was sulking. In the background he could hear Zenitsu's voice as he talked with his two friends. Honestly, Kaigaku didn't like them one bit, but he couldn't do much about Zenitsu spending time with them, Gramps would be mad. Kaigaku started noticing that most of the people in this damn town irritated him. Gramps, because he kept Kaigaku from doing, in his opinion, good stuff, Zenitsu, for being a damn good-for-nothing coward, and he didn't like his friends either. That kid with a rock-hard forehead just seemed irritating to him, and that other guy, a literal wild child who currently slurped his noodles like a damn pig. It was infuriating, really.

Zenitsu though, couldn't help but notice how Kaigaku was doing. He was actually thinking if he should do something or just reveal in the moment with his friends, but a quick look at Gramps' face made him want to do something. It felt awful; watching his teacher worry about his students, not being able to do much himself. The yellow-haired boy looked around, trying to think of something. A train of thoughts rushed through his brain, making up the perfect plan. Kaigaku was admired by a lot of people in the town, so maybe a little validation from everyone would help? Zenitsu knew what to do. Slowly, the young man made his way across the restaurant, scooting over to Kaigaku, seeing him scowling at him almost immediately. Oh well, Zenitsu couldn't back off now…

“G-gosh, it disturbs me to see you, Kaigaku, Looking so down in the dumps. Every guy here'd love to be you, Kaigaku! Even when taking your lumps.” Zenitsu shuttered, putting out a sheepish smile as he saw Kaigaku grumbling to himself angrily. The yellow-haired boy wanted to get along with Kaigaku for so long now, so Gramps would be happy, and now it was the best moment to gain Kaigaku's appreciation. Perhaps this would lead to friendship?

“There's no man in town as admired as you, you're everyone's favorite guy! Everyone's awed and inspired by you, and it's not very hard to see why…” Zenitsu added, seeing one of Kaigaku's eyebrows lifting up; a sign that Zenitsu should continue with the praises. ”No one's slick as Kaigaku, no one's quick as Kaigaku! No one's swordsmanship is as incredibly impressive as Kaigaku's! For there's no man in town half as manly! Trust me, you can ask anyone you want, and they'll tell you whose team they prefer to be on…”

Zenitsu continued, earning a scoff from Inosuke who'd definitely prefer the praises to be directed at him. Friendship with Inosuke surprisingly teached Zenitsu a thing or two, and this was; that comforting stubborn people is usually based on giving them validation and praise, which makes them stop fuming with anger. He slowly began noticing that this actually worked as a confident smirk showed up on Kaigaku's face. Slowly, more people started picking up on what was happening and cheering on. At some point it helped both Kaigaku and Zenitsu with their self-esteem. Finally, Zenitsu did something right and got the approval that made him feel giddy inside.

Kaigaku on the other hand couldn't help but feel as triumphant as ever. People cheering his name, throwing praises left and right, loving him, supporting him…oh, that felt good!

“I need encouragement, You're useful for once it seems” He muttered with a confident smirk on his face as he took in the admiration that surrounded him.

“Yeah— no worries.” Zenitsu chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. That felt good, Kaigaku was pleased with him and Gramps was happy that they finally got along. Usually, Zenitsu felt a lot of self-hatered, seeing himself as a failure, but today…today he was a winner who was making things better! He heard the crowd cheering, having fun as the place became a bit more lively. Zenitsu's hands then reached out for his shamisen, music brought good vibes, right? That's what he needed right now so he started playing, smiling happily. This wasn't just Kaigaku's triumph today, it was also Zenitsu's. He didn't mind that he was just the background for Kaigaku showing off his greatness, because a good background always made a difference, he made a difference.

“Who has brains like Kaigaku? Entertains like Kaigaku!?” Zenitsu cheered, looking at Kaigaku. The dark haired boy looked at him, smiling proudly, full of confidence.

“Keep it up, what else do you think, hm?!” He smiled, relishing in people's approval and admirations, which made his ego grow like crazy.

“Say it again! Who's a man among men? Who's a super success? There's just one guy in town

Who's got all of it down~” Zenitsu cheered, getting pulled in by Kaigaku and held by his side as he waited for the yellow-haired boy to say more praises.

“And his name’s 'K-A-I...I believe there's another I? It just occurred to me that I haven't really checked the kanjis for your name...and I've never actually had to spell it out loud before…” Zenitsu gulped, looking up at Kaigaku, seeing the other looking daggers at him.

“♪ Kaigaku! ♫” Zenitsu quickly chimed again, getting Kaigaku's attention back to the praises, which luckily eased the tension. Ah, that was close! Everything seemed to be perfect, until—

The door quickly opened as an old man rushed in, breathing heavily, clearly distressed and terrified. Kaigaku forowned, wondering what was happening and recognizing the man shortly after. Y/N's father. He was away for quite a while, but it looks like he's back now, but what happened? He wasn't this shaken up everyday, oh no.

“You have to help me, they were taken p-prisoner, h-he trapped them in a castle, in the forest, we have to go there!” The old man mumbled, stuttering and panting, clearly anxious. Zenitsu immediately got spooked, meanwhile Kaigaku's interest grew.

“What happened? Just say it clearly!” Kaigaku answered, stepping closer to the man with a skeptical yet interested look on his face.

“A monster! A damn monster took Y/N as his prisoner. He's keeping them in a cold, cramped dungeon or worse! It held me there first, but then it took my child instead!” The man shouted, scaring some people and making some chuckle at the absurd news. Kaigaku just chuckled, patting the old man's shoulder.

“Now, now, I'm sure you wandered around in the cold for too long, it's getting quite chilly outside after all. I visited your house today, Y/N was safe and sound! I'm sure they're waiting for you with hot dinner like always, and I think you really should go, because you might be getting sick…” He hummed, looking at the old man's panicked face.

“No, no, you don't understand! I saw that monster, it's tall…it has horns and razor-sharp teeth!” The man continued before he was led outside by others, still mumbling about a monster in a castle that's hidden in the forest. Kaigaku just scoffed, sitting down at one of the tables and ordering himself some noodles.

“You think he was telling the truth? You know, about the monster and all…” Zenitsu said, sitting down as well. His question earned a hearty chuckle from Inosuke and soon enough also Kaigaku.

“What? Don't be silly, monsters, demons, yōkai…all that spooky stuff doesn't exist. Don't fall for this crap, or are you just a coward, hm? Zenitsu?” Kaigaku answered, frowning his eyebrows.

“The old man is just delusional. He's probably just sick and he's talking all this nonsense because he's feeling bad.” Kaigaku answered, slurping his noodles as soon as they were served to him.

Zenitsu just nodded, looking away, getting lost in his thoughts. Right, all that spooky stuff doesn't exist, it's silly. Monster's don't exist…right?

It felt lonely. You say in your room, curled up against your bed, scared, confused and hungry. But what could you do? This was all so new to you, it was hard to grasp it all and come to terms with your new reality, so when you heard something behind the door you were on high alert. Fortunately, your worries were eased when a woman's voice softly called from the other side.

“Hello? May I come in? Don't worry, it's just Kotoha with tea!” The woman said softly through the door.

“Yes…uh, please, come in.” You answered as the shoji door opened and a small, green teapot came in with a happy smile on her face as she pulled a tray with cups after herself.

“Oh…look at you, you're so adorable!” She chimed, immediately coming closer and pouring some tea into one of the cups. “Why don't you drink some tea? I'm sure it'll cheer you up…we all already know what happened.” You looked at her with your eyebrows moving up. News really got around fast in this place, Huh?

“Uh— yes…” you mumbled, lifting the cup up to your lips and taking a sip of the hot drink.

“Don't worry, please, I know this is a lot to take in, but it'll get better overtime. You'll see, everything will be fine.” She said softly, trying to comfort you as best as she could.

“I miss my father.” You whispered, tensing up a bit, which got Kotoha immediately worried.

“I understand how that is…I myself miss my son. I haven't seen him in a very long time, he grew up without me, I'm sure of it. I just want him to know that I love him a lot, even if he's far away. Your father loves you a lot, even if you're far away too…” She smiled, trying to make you feel better. You wanted to ask questions about her son and what happened, but you figured out it was better not to, sometimes asking straight away wasn't the right thing to do, and it seemed to be a very sensitive topic for her.

“Well, you must be hungry, why don't we go down to the dining room for a meal?” Kotoha smiled softly, looking at you with those soft, green eyes.

“Mhm…But he said—” You started before getting shushed by the teapot.

“Just because the Master said something, it doesn't mean we have to necessarily listen. Especially when it's against you getting a proper meal.” Kotoha smiled, moving towards the door. You smiled back at her, following the teapot towards the dining room. Maybe this place wasn't so bad? Everyone seemed pretty nice, well, almost everyone, but it was still a pleasant surprise.

The dining room looked pretty cozy actually. Warm light was illuminating the spacious room before it got a bit darker. As you stepped in further, on the table you could see a spotlight with Douma standing in it proudly.

“It's dinner time, everyone. Unfortunately, our master won't be joining us today, so to make up for that unexpected twist…we'll make the dinner extra special tonight!” Douma chimed, bowing lowly towards you with a charming smile on his face. As you took your seat, you could feel the zabuton sliding closer to the table.

“Truly, it is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you here tonight. And now…we invite you to relax~ let us pull up the zabuton as the dining room proudly presents—!” Douma announced, building up the anticipation as some white paper confetti shot up into the air. “Your dinner…”

You smiled, already entertained with what was happening, soon enough observing as plates, bowls and trays slid closer to you with various foods on them.

“Beef and pork, miso soup, great rice pudding is here too! We'll prepare and serve with flair a culinary cabaret~. You're alone and you're scared, but the banquet's all prepared! No one's gloomy or complaining while the flatware's entertaining! We tell jokes, I do tricks with my fellow candlesticks!” He mused, presenting all the dishes that appeared on the table while turning the dinner into a fully fledged musical. There really was a lot to choose from “And it's all in perfect taste that you can bet!” He added with a smile.

“Come on and lift your glass~ You've won your own free pass to be our guest! if you're stressed, it's fine dining we suggest! Be our guest, be our guest, be our guest!” Douma cheered as the light followed him across the table, as if he was the greatest primadonna in a popular opera House.

“Life is so unnerving for a servant who's not serving…He's not whole without a soul to wait upon.” He continued with his voice growing a bit more quiet and serious to the point where you started to worry about what he'll say or rather sing next.

“Ah, those good old days when we were useful, right, Akaza-dono? Suddenly those good old days are gone…~ ♫” he dramatically vocalized, throwing himself onto the table dramatically and wiping his eyes with a napkin, throwing it away to land on Akaza, who just looked at him with an unamused look on his face, not really happy that he got pulled into this damn performance.

“Too long we've been rusting, needing so much more than dusting! Needing exercise, a chance to use our skills! Most days we just lay around the castle….” Douma sighed before smiling again and lifting himself up almost immediately. “Flabby, fat and lazy, you walked in and oops-a-daisy!”

The room suddenly got loud and happy once more, with colorful lights shining around and the flatware moving around in a beautiful choreography.

“It's a guest, it's a guest! Sake's alive, well I'll be blessed. Sake's been poured and thank the gods I've had the napkins freshly pressed. With dessert, they'll want tea, and my dear that's fine with me! While the cups do their soft-shoein' I'll be bubbling, I'll be brewing…”

Kotoha chimed in, clearly enjoying the show and wanting to be a part of it. They all seemed so happy that even you started feeling at ease, for a moment forgetting about all the horrors of today.

“I'll get warm, piping hot! Heaven's sakes, is that a spot? Clean it up, we want the company impressed…” The teapot hummed, looking at everything and bringing it down to perfection.

“We've got a lot to do,Is it one lump or two?

For you, our guest!” She smiled, appearing with a cup of tea that you immediately took, enjoying the show where ‘people’ sang, danced and did they work perfectly.

“Our command is your request…It's been years since we've had anybody here, and we're obsessed! With your meal, with your ease…Yes, indeed, we aim to please. While the candlelight's still glowing…Let us help you, we'll keep going!”

Douma cheered with everyone else, sending more food your way to the point it was hard to keep up with trying every single dish. You couldn't hide the fact that you were having fun, and to be honest, it wasn't only you, at some point they either bribed Akaza in or were charismatic enough to convince him, because the clock joined the performance as well.

“Course by course, one by one…'Til you shout, "enough, I'm done"! Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest~ Tonight you'll prop your feet up, but for now, let's eat up. Be our guest…~!” The crowd repeated the last sentence a few times more before the music ended and everyone finally got a break, breathing heavily after the amount of singing and dancing they've done.

“Please, be our guest…and how about a dessert?” Douma hummed, presenting to you one single mochi with a wide grin on his face. After a moment, your laughter filled up the room alongside a loud applause.

“That was amazing.” you answered, gently taking the mochi and smiling at everyone. It was a big mystery; how could they be so sweet and happy while working in a place like this? Well, perhaps the answer will appear on its own sooner or later.

After the great show and delicious dinner you were sent back to your room. It was pretty late and those guys seemed to really care, because Kotoha made sure that your bedtime would guarantee you a good night's sleep. She acted like a concerned mother, that's for sure. You knew about her being away from her son, so that explained a lot in this situation. You could at least glad that you made her feel better.

Honestly, you couldn't help but feel curious about this place, so just tonight instead of going straight to your room you decided to explore. You knew nothing about the castle, just that it was fully available to you, not including a few places, that's the most information you fished out of Douma at least. You were supposed to wander around the main rooms and in the area of your own quarters, so when you were walking up the stairs, you took a different path instead. The path was clear so far, it was a good sign. You were just gonna get a quick peak on what was in the other parts of this castle, just in case, there's no harm in that, right? When you tried asking questions you didn't get much answers, like what's in the parts of the castle that you shouldn't go to, unlike every other information, Douma kept an answer to this question a secret, so it had to be important. Every other answer would be fished out of him pretty easily, so this just made you more curious.

Before you knew it, you found yourself walking down a long corridor, with some of the doors damaged, paintings ripped and furniture removed. At the end of it, you saw another door, but those were leading into an important place for sure, they were bigger, crafted with more precision and not that damaged. With a deep breath you slowly slid them open and peeked inside. The room was dark, lit only by the moonlight from the outside. As you stepped in, you noticed a lot of furniture being damaged or straight up destroyed, there was no comfy bed like in your room, no, in the corner of the room you could see a futon, slightly ripped and damaged at the ends. The futon was surrounded with a few things like clawed cushions, ripped paintings and pieces of fabric, or rather rags at this point. This had to be the monster's lair then. You looked around, taking in the appearance of this whole place. The room seemed empty, which eased you up a bit, and with that you began exploring the area more freely. Your eyes quickly found the only painting that was still landing on the wall, all though in some places it was ripped and clawed, it was still in good shape. As you approached, you began slowly making out what was on it. There were three figures, but only one of them didn't have their face clawed or ripped out, and this person on a painting was a girl. A beautiful girl with white hair and blue eyes, dressed in a fine kimono with a red hairpin in her snow-white locks. The other two figures seemed to both be men, with one being dressed in western clothes, and the other one in traditional clothing. You looked at the painting for a moment before something else caught your eye. There, on a low table next to a big window there was a bell jar with a rose inside. As you slowly approached, you could notice that the flower emitted a faint glow that was reflected by the forested glass protecting it. In an act of curiosity you slowly reached out, wanting to touch the bell jar…

In that moment, a sickle came flying towards you, followed by a low, angry growl. In the matter of seconds you backed away, managing to avoid the sharp object that was supposed to hit you. The sickle made a soft noise as it stuck the wall, staying there. Meanwhile, you slowly turned your head around, facing Gyutaro. Your blood ran cold as your eyes locked. He shot you a cold, unpleasant glare before rising to his full height, not hunching anymore. You had to admit that he was pretty tall, and the horns on his head didn't help to make this less intimidating.

“What are you doing here, eh? Came to steal, just like your father? I knew that The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, man, I just knew it…” he rasped as an ugly scowl graced his hideous face. Your heart sped up immediately, making you back away from him, but to no avail, because the demon just followed you, slowly getting closer.

“What's wrong, eh…? Cat got your tongue? Why are you so scared, you were so brave the last time we met…where did all that bravado go?” He cackled, showing off his razor-sharp teeth, taking in all the panic he caused with great pleasure. You were intimidated? Good, he hated thieves. You didn't even get a chance to explain yourself before the monster growled again with anger, clawing at his skin violently. This was bad, definitely bad, but not half as bad as the moment when he realized that you gnawed at the painting in his room, this brought his blood to a boil as rage rose within his body. But besides anger, something else was rising in him, and it was panic. Panic that he didn't know how to deal with.

“Who even gave you permission to go in here? Gaway…go away, go away! I don't want to see your face in this place ever again. GO! Get out! GET OUT! I swear to gods, I'll rip you to SHREDS!” He roared out, quickly picking the sickle from the wall with great strength before throwing it in your direction again. Your heart began speeding up while tears welled up in your eyes from pure fear. The moment after, you heard a loud smash as Gyutaro's fist hit the wall, causing it to seriously crack. He was enraged to the point where you feared for your life.

With a choked up breath you quickly turned around, running as fast as possible. You could only hear loud smashes and the sounds of a sickle being thrown behind you as you ran away. This was a pure nightmare, you never thought you'd say this, but you missed the times when it was only Kaigaku bothering you.

Running down the stairs, your silhouette was noticed by both Douma and Akaza, who tried to stop you but to no avail. Right before their eyes you opened the main door and slid through them, going outside and running towards the main gate in panic.

Your warm breath turned into mist against the cold air outside. Snow fell down from the sky like crazy, making your escape even harder. You passed by trees, bushes and ran as fast as possible, just to get away as far as possible from that castle. It was cold, so cold…you still didn't have any winter clothes, so the cold began stinging your body, causing your hands to tremble as the tips of your fingers grew red. You didn't think it could get even worse, that was until you heard loud howling. It seemed as if fate was playing a cruel prank on you, especially if wolves were supposed to be extinct in Japan! Well, with everything you saw today, you were able to believe everything. Compared to a monster, living furniture and items and a magic castle, wolves were the most ordinary thing that has found you today. But you quickly realized that with wolves came trouble.

You ran as fast as possible, trying to navigate through the labyrinth of trees and all the snow that blocked your sight. You were slowly getting out of breath as the howling got louder. At some point you realized that you probably wouldn't make it, that this was the end. It all became even worse when you tripped and fell down, face-straight into the snow, shuddering at the cold surrounding your now whole body. Now, you just waited, hoping that your death would be quick and hopefully not that painful. As you closed your eyes, bracing yourself for what's about to happen…you heard a loud thump above you and a "dog's" whine coming from nearby. When you felt warmth above you, your eyes opened, slowly looking up just to see…Gyutaro? What was happening? You lifted your head, wanting to understand what was going on, why was he here…

As more of the wolves approached, growling and snarling at the two of you, Gyutaro bared his sharp teeth at the beasts as well, gripping his trusty sickle in his hand. From your angle, you could see the calluses on his hands, so he's been probably using this sickle for a while now, or rather sickles, before shortly after he pulled out another one. With twin sickles in his hands, the cursed prince rushed towards the beasts. The wolves did the same, quickly surrounding him and attacking. A quiet yelp left Gyutaro's lips as one of the wolves jumped onto his back, biting him until fresh, warm blood stained the fabric of his worn down yukata. With a swift movement, Gyutaro threw the animal off his body, cutting it with his sickle as a warning. You could only watch in horror as the wolves pounded at him in a group attack, causing the demon to defend himself on his own.

With a soft gulp, you grabbed a fallen branch that was buried in the snow nearby, hitting some of the wolves with it, trying to help Gyutaro out , until the animals got their attention back on you. Well, not until Gyutaro attacked them again, sending a few of them flying. Some of the wolves hit the trees nearby, whining pathetically and backing away, giving up.

You felt relieved, the danger ran away and you were safe! You were safe…thanks to him. As you turned your head towards Gyutaro, your eyes widened, seeing the monster falling down onto the ground, staining some of the snow with his blood. For a moment you thought about running when he wasn't able to chase you down, but after a moment you abandoned that idea, instead coming up closer to him. You could see that he was in pain, no matter how calm he tried to stay, he was hurting. Carefully, you came closer to him, bringing his body towards yours, wanting to support and lead him back to the castle. As you began walking, you felt him clinging to you like a scared child, you didn't blame him for it tho. This was a hard day for the both of you, all that was left to do is getting back to the castle, which seemed to be a difficult task, but it had to be done. You couldn't just leave him to die here, and you couldn't let yourself die either, so you stepped forward, slowly making your way back to the castle that you so badly wanted to escape earlier.

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Aaaand— we're done here! Thank you for reading! I have some good news, because the next chapters will contain fluff and some romance! Finally!!!

But for now, I wish you all good day/night!

#demon slayer #kny #gyutaro #gyutaro shabana #gyutaro x reader #kny au #beauty and the beast #gyutaro x y/n

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no-regrets-absolutely-none · 2 months ago

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also. people. if any of you read a fanfic of mine (bc i’m planning on writing a lot more for kotlc) please please please please please tell me if any of the grammar bothers you. i try my very best but i oftentimes write them in a notes document with no autocorrect or autocapitalization. if i make mistakes, tell me! add a comment or reach out to me on here because i know that i love fanfiction but sometimes bad spelling or grammar gets in my head when i read them. no judgement at all for those, because i’ll still leave kudos and comments for those, but i want any of you to tell me if something is messed up.

that is all :]

#kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #kotlc fandom #kotlc thoughts

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meili-sheep · 2 years ago

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Hello, Kai, really interested in knowing the relationship of sumeru characters and diluc. Also, fontaine characters too (those who we know/already meet)

I think that Navia and Diluc have some stuff in common... I think

This is my first time asking you, so please ignore mistakes

Hello! Welcome! And don't worry about mistakes my brain has this really nice autocorrect feature called dyslexia so about 70% of the time I don't any grammar or spelling errors. But it back fires a lot. Kind of like regular autocorrect. ANY WAY. I would kind of love to talk about this.

SUMERU

Al Haitham

So I do enjoy shipping Diluc and Al Haitham because well they would just absolutely vibe together. Defiantly a lot of autism to autism communication. They are also both they type of people who can work or do separate activates right next to each other and come away saying they really like each other and the other is a good person.

Like their relationship could be them hardly speaking to each other but they just genuinely enjoy company and having someone understand on different level.

Candace

So I firmly think she (and Dehya for that matter) would look at Diluc and go "baby"

She's a protector and would in a small way equate Diluc to a little prince or knight. And I think if she learned about Diluc's family history she might feel a common ground there. And she'd defiantly pick up on how young, but accomplished he is. Just generally he'd kick in her protective instincts. SPECIALLY SINCE HE'D BE A VERY RESPECTFULLY GOOD BOY.

Cyno

Honestly I think Diluc would really enjoy Cyno's jokes. Not to the point where he'd laugh out loud but defiantly remark about how funny and clever it is. And Cyno just get the glint in his eyes that Collei and Tighnari fear.

I've also had them together in The Teyvat Detective Club Because they have strong senses of right and wrong with focuses on justice and retribution. So I kind of think out of everyone in Sumeru Diluc and Cyno would be the closest as friends.

Collei

So I believe Diluc know of Collie. Lisa does tell him about her progress and he's got a silent investment and pride. But he doesn't really think he need to introduce himself. She doesn't need to know that he cause the distraction and took the blame for her accident. But he's always extra gentle with her.

For Collei's part she probably is just amazed by Diluc and how gentle and calming his presence is. With Tighnari she's probably been told to be very careful with Pyro vision, but she doesn't see the Choatic side of Diluc. Diluc reminds her a lot of a camp fire, a warm relaxing. She probably see him as an exemplar of what Knights are supposed to be based off of what Amber has told her.

And I think if she learned about his involvement in helping her and who he too hate the fatui and has suffered at their hands. She'd cry.

Dehya

As a Claymore Pyro, (on standard) I think Dehya already feel a connection. And she would love swapping stories with him until she realizes how young he is.

And then she'd probably ask about how he keeps his skin looking so nice. He would shrug and just say he washes regularly.

Then it hits her

He's not even 25 yet he's barely 23.

Big sister mode kicks in and she picks him up toss him over her shoulder. This her now. her little brother and if anything happen to him she will kill everyone and then herself.

Dori

So these two are probably the ones most likely to have canon interaction. And Dori has absolutely tried to sell counterfeit dandelion wine.

And well.

Dori has probably the personally see Diluc's pretty close to bottomless assets. The ability to by like what was it 2000? fake Breath of Barbatos. Either way she sees him as someone she can't really cross without facing a lose in some way, and he's not one who she can trick. So she admires him in some way for how he's added to his family's wealthy but also in some was see him as a rival for having family wealthy and still being a good businessman.

Faruzan

Diluc actually calls her Madam and gives her the elder respect that she asks for. So she loves him and probably has tried to get him to become a student specially since I do think Diluc would have an interests in linguistics particularly in syphers and codes.

She probably would be his got to for such things relating to machines and langue. And honestly Diluc would personally fund her projects seeing that her lines and interests in blending fields of study could have long term good effects for everyone.

Kaveh

So I'm a big Kavehluc person.

And Kaveh would instantly see Diluc's beauty and just fall head over heels and just progressively get worst because he'd see Diluc on top of being beautiful is one of the gentlest and sweetest people he's every meet. Kaveh would admire him because he just gives himself and knows when to hold back with out feeling any of the guilt that Kaveh struggles with.

And even if you don't ship them I feel they would get along as Kaveh feels he could learn something from Diluc.

Layla

So Diluc's not an astrology person. But I feel he's treat Layla the same was he does Sucrose. He would be extra gentle and try to subtly build up Layla's confidences. Which would put him in high regards in "other" Layla's book.

If he meet them both he would tries his best to meet the real Layla which he thinks is some point in-between day and night time Layla.

Nahida

Not give a single shit she's an archon.

That's a baby.

And Diluc has a biiiiiiig soft spot for children. Defiantly respects her wisdom but defiantly is in big bro mode.

Nilou

RED HEADS.

But I get the feeling that Nilou is like Amber and that she has a "grump" translator. Meaning when Diluc says something that might come across as "Blunt" at best She instantly knows what he means. And she instantly knows how kind and sweet he is.

There defiantly is at small group of Nilou, Dehya, Diluc, and Candace all swapping skin, hair and general beauty tips.

Tighnari

So Tighnari is the Sumeru Rep of the Bully the Fatui Brigade. And I think Tighnari would eventually learn what Diluc did for Collie. So There is a lot of respect between them. And A lot of low key chaos

A little Less when Tighnari learns Diluc acutely like Cyno's Jokes.

Wanderer

I'm not really a fan. But I feel like Diluc wouldn't be intimated by Wanderer at all. And Wanderer would be super duper leery knowing about Diluc's past.

But Diluc doesn't remember Wander but Wander would be sort of curious about this side of the feared Fatui hunter. Defiantly would probably try to get one his good side for his own revenge related reason. Enemy of my enemy all that.

FONTAINE

Colrinde

So there isn't a lot info on her yet for me to make a call. But I feel they would have a generally positively sort of respectful relationship. Not a lot more tho.

Freminet

Into the kid collection he goes. He likes all his kids Diluc would be extremely gently and patient with Ferminet. Defiantly giving him claymore tips and probably even recommending he talk to Eula because there could be lines crossed between swimming and dancing that could be used to help him.

Diluc probably has a general soft spot for Cyro users just because of Keaya so ya know.

Furina

So consider she's just Fischl on steroids. Diluc would probably end up treating her like he does Fischl. Just gently playing into what makes her happy but also drawing clear lines when she's over stepping or about to overstep.

Diluc already has experience pulling in his archon, and given his own sense of justice I feel he and Furina would generally get along great up untill he wounds her pride, but he'd only every do it when she's being too much.

Neuvillette sings Diluc's praises for this.

Lynette

Just like with Al Haitham.

Autism to Autism communication.

Lynette would be totally see similarities between Diluc and Lyney as they are both brother would try and take all the burden away from their siblings and do everything they can protect them. So Lynette would look out for Diluc probably ends up giving Kaeya a care list for Diluc because I totally think she has one for how she takes care of Lyney when he's not looking. Not to her suprise Kaeya already has one.

Lyney

OK OK OK.

Lyney and Diluc are generally the more calm and collected end of the Pyro spectrum. But I get the feeling they both would just bring out their inner Chaos.

Like Yeah both Lyney and Lynette have heard about Diluc's Fatui Hunting. But I also think that Diluc would have tried to liberate House of Hearth and find better places for Kids. If not give them more supplies and more of a childhood. Because the he would learn of the House of Hearth and I think It's where Diluc would start to waiver on his conviction which would lead to him seeing how his method wasn't working.

So despite being Fatui Diluc would still treat them well and I feel he'd love Lyney's stage magic and learning all the tricks. It would be a puzzle game between them Lyney performs a trick and Diluc tries to figure out how he did it.

Navia

So Navia I feel could probably be the best candidate to be add to the detective club.

And there would be a lot of trauma bonding with her and Diluc over losing their father before taking up their mantles. So again I feel Diluc would provide funding to Spina di Rosula specially since the info they gain could be usfull to the Detective club or Diluc's underground organization.

Navia might even be an apprentice to Diluc but I acutely sort of get the vibe that she's older, but she's still have a lot of respect for his experience and general attitude. while he admires her passion for doing what is right and seeking the truth against all odds.

Neuvillette

So I've already seen art of Diluc and Neuvillette together and they are like super cute and chill vibes.

Like I don't have the best grip on Neuvillette yet but I feel like he and Diluc would get along in that they generally are pretty vibing but at the same time Neuvillette could learn a lot form Diluc as Diluc's passion for justice as well as being a generally passionate person would give Neuvillette a lot more perspective while not overwhelming him.

But also that leak about the Dark knight hero line. It would add a lot of spicy and also questions to the realtionship

Sigewinne

New daughter.

That's all I got mostly because see below.

Wriothesley

Look man this is gonna be my new addition to the Diluc Harem. Like I just get the gay Jane Austin Vibes from these two. Like if you want regency romance Wrioluc will be your thing. But that's just the vibe I'm picking up right now. I am super excited to learn more.

#diluc #diluc ragnvindr #diluc headcanons #sumeru characters #fontaine characters

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oya-oya-okay · 1 year ago

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Just saw your post apologizing for any mistakes you might make in English

don’t feel like you have to apologize for making mistakes

as a native English speaker I’ll tell you:

it’s hard it’s stupid and if I could punch a language I would. (If autocorrect wasn’t a thing I’d misspell 90% of everything I type out) grammar is stupid and spelling is hard (I’m half joking haha)

AAAWWWWW🥺🥺🥺😭💖💗💖💗💖

OF COURSE💓💓💓💓💓 I WAS ASHAMED, BUT I DID NOT THINK THAT I WOULD RECEIVE SUCH SUPPORT FROM YOU GUYS OMG😭💕💖💕💖💕

I'm probably very embarrassed because I'm going to have to take an English exam after graduating from school🤓 That's why I have to know and understand it well, and that's why such mistakes that I make upset me😭😭😭😭 (The exams haven't started yet and I already want them to end...)

I'm really very pleased with your support!!!😭🙏💗💓💖💕💞💗 THAT'S VERY, VERY NICE OF YOU!!😭💓💓💓💓💓 Thank you so much for your time~~💕💕💕 I really feel better! My audience is really understanding😍😍😍💖💖💖

#ask

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just1cefor4ll · 1 year ago

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hey!! I was thinking of writing ffs here and I was just wondering how you grow your account? do you just keep posting and hoping for people to find it?

anyway, any tips would be super appreciated!! thanks <3

Well for me I started off just being a simple reader :D

I got inspired to write one day shortly after hazbin hotel came out and I used to only write for that basically just for fun, thinking people would think it’s garbage and that I would only have a small “fanbase” which of course I would be endlessly greatful for 💓

I continued discovering new fanoms like school bud graveyard and when ESC 2024 came around which I was looking forward to the whole year I started writing for Joost Klein, one of my top favourites of this year ( justice for aiko tho she should have made it to the finals :( )

I didn’t really do much to grow my account, I just wrote what came to mind and wrote for the things (fandoms) I enjoy!!

If I were to give any tips I’d say fine yourself and your style of writing, don’t be afraid to take inspirstion (not steal!!) and don’t let yourself get demotivated because you won’t get that many likes and followers from the start. It will come soon enough, your hard work will be payed of and even if you have a smaller fandom be happy for that small community because they are the ones that appreciate you the most! I think loosing interest in a fandom as well you liked so much and wrote for endlessly is okay too! It’s normal to loose interest in things and you can always come back to it when you feel like it<33

If you have grammar issues I reccomend using autocorrect or google things you’re not sure about. It will help I swear, the autocorrect will correct you many times and it will make you remember to not make that same mistake after some time :)) I am not a native english speaker and thought writing and reading would better my vocabulary which honestly did wonders haha which I reccommend doing as well, especially the reading part

Make sure to make your page look nice, make a rules post where you talk about people you write for, what you write for, what you wont write for.. if you get a request you are uncomfortable with just delete it, you don’t need to explain to people why you don’t feel like writing it but of course, you can still do that. Also put a bunch of tags relating to what you wrote about to help people find your post and put warnings somewhere at the start of your post if there is anything triggerring to people

Overall, be yourself! Just because someone has more followers and likes, don’t think just because they have all of that you NEED to change your writing style or anything else you might think is “not good enough.” Hope this helped you in some way and hope your little “journey” of writing will go as well as it can !!

- your fav person, Larry 🩵

#urfavlarry #writing #tumblr writers #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #hazbin hotel #school bus graveyard #joost klein fanfiction

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crippledinafunway · 1 year ago

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Since the Ides of March quickly approaches, I wanted to relate what is, to date, my worst social media moment.

Years ago, my school had an English teacher (Not to say that they don’t have one now) that everyone adored. She’d taught all eight of my siblings, and it was the expected highlight of my 8th grade year that I could finally:

A) See what all the hype was about

B) Stop dealing with my 7th grade English teacher, who I still hate to this day. (She denied any accessibility accommodations for my blind & crippled self unless explicitly instructed by admin. It sucked)

So things go about as well as I’d hoped. I already loved literature, but she taught in a way that appealed to our (my) burgeoning sense of self-importance and indignation at the world.

In October we had a student teacher for what felt like a whole semester, but was most likely just a month, and while she was fine, I personally felt robbed of a valuable teaching opportunity. I wanted to make sure I didn’t miss anything from this supposedly magical experience!

We all found out a month or so after things went back to normal, that on top of everything else, our collective favorite teacher was quitting. She’d accepted a job in the next city over (our bitter rivals, for whatever reason) because, as it turns out, teachers aren’t paid shit. This was news to all of us, of course.

These were paragons of wisdom! Not only that, but paragons of wisdom who had a desk drawer full of pop tarts! We all protested vociferously, but it was already done. So we did the next logical thing and decided to buy her a giant stuffed giraffe (her favorite animal), that upon inspection of the package upon delivery, was not over six feet tall.

We gave it to her on her last day, and the aptly named Longfellow now sits proudly in her living room.

Now, at the time, Facebook was still, for whatever reason, extremely popular with middle schoolers. And so after she’d quit, we all sent friend requests.

Since being taught by her was, at this point, a family rite of passage, it was only natural that that’s how we would communicate. Through words with friends or English questions or whatever came up.

She would also regularly post memes or riddles related to English Lit, most of which seemed pretty tame even from a 14 year old’s POV.

One in particular I was very proud of. It showed a bottle of salad dressing stabbed with a whole block of knives. Again, pretty easy to figure out.

So I typed out my answer, with all of the cocksure smugness of a teenager who still thinks too much of himself.

I didn’t notice my mistake until several hours later that I’d fucked up (royally? No?)

My message had both autocorrected and been sent prematurely, since due to my vision I sometimes use voice text. In a room full loud noises. So I’d said:

“Caesar getting stabbed? This is easy”

But in reality what had sent was

“Casey getting stabbed?? That would be easy”

Is it a big deal? Of course not!

But I was 14, didn’t know how or if you could delete a comment, and now, a decade later, the only thing that comes to mind when the tumblr holiday comes around is that I made myself look insufferably dumb.

That feeling only faded when I deleted my Facebook this year

So check your grammar before you post.

Happy Stab Caesar Day, and uh. Sorry Casey. I promise you’re not easily stabbable.

#the ides of march #tumblr holidays #March 15 #I still cringe whenever I see a bottle of salad dressing #Proofread your work kids!

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to-the-nth-me · 3 months ago

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Earlier today I randomly decided I should go through my Google saved passwords and delete the ones I don't use + the accounts attached to them if still active. Call it spring cleaning.

One of those still active was my old Wattpad account, so I had to log on to delete it. And that reminded me of something Wattpad has always done so much better than AO3 (hold✋ the shouts of blasphemy) : Wattpad comments.

If you've never had Wattpad: Wattpad uses inline comments. Meaning you attach your comments to specific lines of text. So like how you can comment on a group word doc, but less specific. If I remember correctly it's only every paragraph can have it's own comment sections, not every word.

If that's a shitty explanation, fair, but also what were you doing in your early teens that ended you up here that didn't include Wattpad???

To the point, why I think this is is a much better system and would vastly improve AO3:

AO3 fics don't get many comments. Which is sucky, because authors deserve more.

But most people—me included— don't know what to say / don't have much to say at the end of a fic. Cause what are you supposed to say? First thing that always comes to my mind is "I loved it" which 1/10. point for being accurate but -9 for having the humanity and originaness of AI.

Maybe "Omg love this! Please continue—" ? Nope. 5/10. I'm going to stop you right there. We don't pressure authors in this house. (+5 because I'm sure some authors wouldn't mind, but I know some would.) h

How about "Great fic! Love when character WHDHUKBVF" 8/10 cool cool, very much improved, but the formatting does get old pretty fast regardless of truth of the statement..

"[Original thought]" ? 10/10. 🎉. Problem: it's 2am, slepy, blank 🧠

Another thing is grammar mistakes. When I see them I wanna let the author know, cause I would definitely wanna know if it was a fic of mine. But commenting about it at the end of the fic? Seems like I'm harping on it. Rude.

Commenting on it when I see it? Much improved. A simple "tagging a mistake, love the fic so far🫰" Cute. Shows I'm engaged. Helps the author. + When the text is changed any comments attached to it goes bye-bye, which is nice because now every person that reads after me doesn't have to know autocorrect turned cock in pocket and caused me great confusion for about 30s

Another thing is is in the moment reactions. Like if a character is a BAMF and my internal reaction is ATEEE I can't comment that at the end of a fic. I mean I could, but realistically it would look something like "*what the characters did &/or said* my reaction→ATEEE" which is just awkward.

Idk. Maybe this is just a me problem? But also maybe not. Cause I looked at my old Wattpad haunts while on there and even though they had less hits than most fics i read on AO3 they had like 2x comments and I'm 97% sure the type of comments is why.

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#random thoughts #ao3 #wattpad

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yhwhrulz · 3 months ago

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Worthy Brief - March 14, 2025

Understand the war you are fighting!

Daniel 10:12-14 Then he said to me, "Do not fear, Daniel, for from the first day that you set your heart to understand, and to humble yourself before your God, your words were heard; and I have come because of your words. 13 But the prince of the kingdom of Persia withstood me twenty-one days; and behold, Michael, one of the chief princes, came to help me, for I had been left alone there with the kings of Persia. 14 Now I have come to make you understand what will happen to your people in the latter days [acharit hayamim (in the end of days), for the vision refers to many days yet to come."

Ephesians 6:12 For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the world's rulers, of the darkness of this age, against spiritual wickedness in high places.

Make no mistake—the spirit of antisemitism is very much alive today. Yet this isn't a new struggle. It is an ancient spiritual war that has been ongoing for thousands of years. As people worldwide celebrate Purim, recalling the Jewish people’s deliverance from Haman's evil schemes that took place in the ancient Kingdom of Persia (Iran), we are reminded of a deeper reality: a spiritual conflict between heavenly powers and demonic principalities.

In Daniel's time, this battle was clearly depicted as the Principality of Persia waged war against the angels of God, delaying Daniel’s answer to prayer for twenty-one days.

When the Apostle Paul wrote of our battle being not against flesh and blood but against spiritual principalities, I firmly believe he was recalling this ancient conflict revealed to Daniel. The very same spiritual enemy who opposed God's people then continues to oppose Israel today.

When we witness this in the rhetoric and actions of modern-day Iranian leaders who openly call for Israel’s destruction, this is not just geopolitics; it's the continuation of the spiritual war that was present in Esther's day, a prophetic battle outlined long ago.

This ongoing struggle reaffirms the truth and power of our faith. The persistent hatred towards the Jewish people testifies to the existence of our God. The unrest and conflict we see today in the Middle East serve as undeniable evidence of Daniel's prophecy unfolding before our eyes. Indeed, these are signs of the "acharit hayamim," the end of days.

So let us grasp this truth clearly: the conflict Israel faces physically is, in reality, a spiritual war.

We have been divinely positioned, just like Esther, for such a time as this. (Esther 4:14) And like the sons of Issachar (1 Chronicles 12:32), who understood their times and knew precisely what Israel should do, we too must discern our role in God’s prophetic plan.

Pete, let us rise boldly in this hour! Stand firm in prayer, passionately seeking God’s divine purposes for Israel and the Middle East. Remember, we have indeed been born for this very moment in history -- for such a time as this!

Shabbat Shalom, Chag Sameach (Happy Holiday), and have a great weekend.

Your family in the Lord with much agape love,

George, Baht Rivka, Elianna and Obadiah (George & Obi - Sarasota, Florida | Baht Rivka - Israel | Elianna - Married living in Missouri)

Editor's Note: Quick clarification—yesterday, my devotional mentioned "BCE" instead of "B.C." —but apparently, my overly helpful grammar/spell checker thought it knew better and swapped my "B.C." to "BCE" Whoops! Lesson learned: spellcheck doesn't always get along with theology. Next time, I'll keep an eye out for these sneaky autocorrect ambushes!

Editor's Note: Feel free to share any of our content from Worthy, including Devotions, News articles, and more, on your social platforms. You have full permission to copy and repost anything we produce.

Editor's Note: During this war, we have been live blogging throughout the day -- sometimes minute by minute on our Telegram channel. https://t.me/worthywatch/ Be sure to check it out!

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budgiesunset · 2 years ago

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The festival || Jerry X Reader

Summary: You have been friends with Anne for awhile now and one day when you where at Green Gables you caught the attention of the stable boy Jerry.

“YN… YN!” You heard your name be called out behind you the voice sounded familiar you turned around to see Jerry running towards you. “Hello Jerry, how are you?” You asked as he stopped in front of you. “I’m doing well thank you, umm.. so YN… did you here about the umm festival tomorrow?” He asked nervously. “Yes I did I’m very excited about it, why do you ask?” You replied twiddling you thumbs hoping you know what his answer will be.

“Well I was- uhh.. wondering if you would maybe.. want to- go with… me?” He asked smiling nervously while scratching the back of his neck.

You smiled at him happy that he finally asked “Yes Jerry I would love to go with you to the festival, be at my place at 3:30 sharp ok and we can walk together.” Jerry looked up at you surprised at your answer but happy that you agreed to go with him.

•3:30 the next day• You where waiting for Jerry to come when you heard a knock on the door you swiftly walked to the door (because your parents are very strict on running in the house unless there is an emergency.) you pulled on you coat and placed you hat on your head carefully before opening the door. “Hello ms YN are you ready to go” he said his accent thick. “Yes” you responded as you wrapped your arm around his and headed off towards the festival.

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Hey guys sorry this one was short I’m in a rush to finish this one so I can continue on my next Avatar way of water story. And also sorry for any mistakes I’m not great with grammar and spelling and also rely on autocorrect wayyyy to much. But I hope that you enjoyed anyway

#anne with an e #anne with an e x reader #Jerry #Jerry x reader #X reader story #Festival

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lovipop2049 · 3 years ago

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Oddly Specific Stranger Things Texting Headcanons

Here, I'm just going to put them all here because writing this is fun and I don't want to make a million posts about it.

Will - probably use correct grammar, makes the occasional spelling mistake. has autocorrect turned on and completely rages over it. he's too lazy to turn it off though. he rarely replies to messages and leaves people on read unless it's mike ofc. never uses any emojis or emoticons.

Mike - types in all lowercase. he sounds pissed off in text all the time. mixes up every single possible homophone possible, says allowed as aloud, says you're as your, mixes up flower and flour. anything u can think of. he keysmashes sometimes but its like 'sjfjflfj' and it's when he doesn't even find the joke remotely funny. his conversations are ALWAYS dry.

El - uses lots of emojis. like the message will have more emojis than letters. she probably talks in all caps when really happy. she has the auto capitalize letter at the beginning of sentence setting on and doesn't know how to turn it off, but doesn't mind. she also misinterprets emojis and uses the skull emoji whenever someone dies. she is not hip with the kids and doesn't catch up on memes.

Dustin - talks in caps all the time. just like in real life, texts like he just learned what swear words are and probably has a cuss word in-between every other word. he uses emoticons like ':)' and ':DDD'.

Lucas - talks in caps whenever he's either excited or mad, but uses good grammar and spelling. he probably uses the thumbs up emoji whenever he doesn't feel like replying. he's probably good with conversation and especially with max. he uses a million heart emojis when talking to her.

Max - like Mike, texts like she's never heard of the shift or caps lock button. she has good grammar and literally corrects mike on EVERYTHING. if mike types up a paragraph, she will sit there typing for two hours correcting every single mistake he's made, pretty much rewriting the entire paragraph. she uses lots of hearts when texting lucas, and usually leaves people on delivered. she does play texting games with u if u invite her though. she also uses the skull emoji a lot.

Jonathan - he would use correct grammar, he's also really good at spelling, uses correct punctuation for everything... but he would type in all lowercase. he also uses ':)' sometimes. he leaves people on read all the time because he's too scared to reply or replies two hours later because he was overthinking every possible situation and outcome. he uses the heart emoji and <3 interchangeably. projecting? no. maybe.

Nancy - i have a feeling nancy would type with perfect grammar online, uses emojis unironically, perfect punctuation and spelling, capitalizes letters at the beginning of sentences, never ever swears. stark contrast in comparison to her brother. she doesn't answer people after 11.

Erica - of course, she would roast everyone. she types with perfect grammar similarly to nancy so there's no weak spots in her arguments. speaking of arguments, she would also troll people and probably prank text random numbers. she uses the skull emoji in every message.

Billy - normally, he just types every sentence in lowercase. if he is pissed, he will type. every single. sentence. with a period at the end. even if it's a question. if u get one of these texts u know u fucked up. he doesn't use emojis and says 'they're for pussies'.

Robin - robin would not give a shit about spelling mistakes, abbreviate everything, mixes up your and you're, and write in all lowercase. she responds to everyone and when she's talking to a girl (probably nancy) she likes she slips in a few '<3's, despite the fact nancy will correct her on everything.

Steve - he would constantly type in all caps and you cannot change my mind. he probably broke the caps lock button. he also keysmashes at EVERYTHING. u literally cannot tell this mans tone in text. also, he uses the smirking emoji unironically.

Argyle - keysmashes a lot. like in every sentence, every context, every emotion possible. he also uses :'(, :'), :), :D. he answers everyone but sometimes takes a bit to respond. sometimes--no, a lot of the times he will say stupid shit and sometimes gets blocked.

Eddie - uses the demon emoji ironically in every sentence. spells things wrong sometimes but doesn't give a shit and prolly uses the middle finger emoji whenever someone corrects him. he also leaves everyone on delivered or read and pretty much never responds unless its somebody getting him that six pack or hes selling w e e d.

Chrissy - types with a font probably. she uses lots of flower emojis and says hi to everyone everyday. probably the therapist friend but is good at hiding the fact she's sick of it and needs to vent her own problems too. she responds to everyone fairly quickly.

Joyce - probably uses the kissy emoji a lot. she doesn't really pay attention to texts and u will most likely be left on delivered. she only really texts to get updates and see if her kids are okay. she uses the blushy smiling emoji unironically and it's adorable.

Bob - sent joyce love letter texts every day. used lots of heart emojis probably, and unironically used the grinning and smiling emojis. in fact he probably used a lot of emojis unironically. wouldn't answer always but tried his hardest to respond.

Hopper - texts with good grammar, what do u expect. Never uses emojis, but sometimes unironically uses the cool face emoji. He doesn't understand why people laugh at it but whatever. He probably leaves everyone but joyce on delivered.

okay, that was all. i didn't include every character because they either didn't have enough info or it would be too long. but yeah if u rlly want to have more of these drop an ask i guess :)

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We're getting somewhere! I wrote this chapter yay! I'm sorry you had to wait, but unlike with the other chapters I didn't get an instant idea on this one + I was sick and felt like crap for about 2 days ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ

This chapter contains: fluff and angst >:D

Word count: 4,6k

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Beauty and the Beast

Miko is still going somehow.

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Chapter 5: something there

A loud, angry hiss left Gyutaro's lips as you slowly pressed a wet cloth against the gash on his back caused by the wolf attack. His body twitched, moving away from the wet fabric that bought the painful stinging to his injury. He was currently lying on a futon in his room, which got a bit tidied up to actually resemble a bedroom, angry and unamused. The very room he tried to keep away from you and everyone else was now full of people, fussing over him as if he was a baby, it really had to be a bad joke. And you, you were the worst of them all, you walked in here, then ran away and got yourself in danger, causing him to have to go after you and now…you were the one literally torturing him. Well, it wasn't torture, but rather cleaning up his wounds, but it felt the same as torture!

“Stop it! It hurts!” Gyutaro snarled, moving away from you with a clear frown on his face. You could see his chest moving as he breathed in and out slowly, clearly exhausted after everything that happened tonight.

“If you'd hold still, it wouldn't hurt as much.” You answered, moving closer to him and slightly tilting your head to better see the wound.

“Well, if you hadn't have run away, this wouldn't have happened.” Gyutaro huffed in response, mumbling curses to himself, trying to get comfortable on the futon.

“If you hadn't frightened me, I wouldn't have run away!” You answered with a small frown on your face, seriously getting tired of this.

“Well, you shouldn't have been snooping around without my permission!” He added with a smirk on his face, feeling triumphant with this great argument of his.

“Well, you should learn to control your temper!” You answered, smirking too, seeing him tensing up in defeat. Your face softened afterwards, remembering what he did for you and that he was hurt right now, it actually made you feel bad for him. Slowly, you continued cleaning his wound, this time being a bit gentler, trying to do it softly and carefully so it wouldn't sting. Your actions quickly brought productive results because Gyutaro stopped moving around and actually calmed down, letting you actually help him.

“Uh…by the way, thank you— you saved my life.” You said softly, causing Gyutaro's head to perk up. His eyes looked at you, softening a bit after he heard what you said. This actually felt good; being appreciated helped the cursed prince deal with all the feelings rushing through his mind right now.

“You’re welcome…” He answered, his voice was softer this time. There was undeniable warmth going through him, he felt all nice and tingly inside. Gyutaro was confused, not sure what to make out of all this, but slowly he accepted the fact that he didn't hate you as much as he thought he did.

Once your work was finished, you slowly got up, looking down at Gyutaro. He seemed so peaceful now, it was a nice change, seeing him calm and quiet, not on edge and screaming constantly. Now, it will be your job to help him out a bit, not because others couldn't do it, but because you felt as if you owe it to him for saving you. You left his room, wanting to give him some space for now, after sliding the door closed, you turned around just to see Douma, Kotoha and Akaza staring at you impatiently.

“So…how did it go?” Douma hummed, smiling at you, awaiting your reply.

“It was alright. He's doing okay.” You answered, rubbing the back of your neck, feeling a bit awkward.

“That's great, I was growing so worried…” Kotoha chimed in, sighing deeply with relief as a soft smile appeared on her face. You wondered what was truly going on in this castle, if you'll be staying here, you might as well get a grasp on what's actually happening around you.

“Please, tell me, why are you here? Why won't you leave? What happened here? I was in his room, he's hiding something. Please, tell me what it is, I can feel it eating me up from the inside!” A soft sigh left Kotoha at your questions and pleas, Douma became a bit more serious as well, avoiding your gaze.

“We can't really leave. Believe or not, we're all cursed here.” Akaza sighed, turning his head away, not willing to say anything more. Douma then lifted his head, wanting to give you some more context.

“Look, we're bound to this place not only by that curse, but also by some way too complicated stuff. Don't worry yourself with all this, it's a lot of process.” He hummed, putting on a smile as if it was his way of coping with everything. You slowly began noticing things that were hidden before.

“You're cursed? Why? What happened?” You asked immediately, but you doubted that you'd actually receive an answer.

“Oh well, it's a long story, but it's not ours to tell. Forgive us for not being able to explain everything, but it's a sensitive topic…” Kotoha answered almost immediately. You could feel the awkward silence that grew between all of you, it felt pretty strange. You understood that whatever happened, it was a rather painful memory for all of them, and it wasn't easy to deal with it.

“Can I help somehow?” You asked, wanting to make them feel better. Seeing them like this brought some pain into your heart. After all, a few hours earlier they were all so happy, and now they were like the shells of their former selves.

“Uh— well, there is a—” Douma was about to say something, but Akaza nudged him with his shoulder, successfully silencing the candelabra for a moment.

“Don't worry about it, you've already helped a lot by bringing Master back to the castle and taking care of him, we'll be forever grateful.” Kotoha smiled warmly at you, actually lifting your spirits a bit, but more curiosity rose within you.

“Why do you care so much for him?” You asked, looking at the three of them, hoping for an actual answer now.

“You see, we've been around him for a rather long time, it's almost as if we're a family— maybe an odd one, but still.” Douma answered, shrugging as Kotoha nodded along. They had a bond, almost a familial one, but you couldn't help but think about it some more. That painting you saw earlier, you wanted to know who these people were! Douma, Kotoha and Akaza weren't telling you everything, that was painfully obvious, but it was even more infuriating when you knew that something was up.

For the next few days, you were looking for your answers, but to no avail. There was simply no one who was willing to tell you at least a word. Maybe it was all just pointless? Perhaps you were just wasting your time? Who knows. When you began falling into a train of thoughts, a soft groan made you focus back on what was actually happening. You finished changing Gyutaro's bandages, putting the old ones aside. It seemed that he got used to you being around, because you swore that not even one angry grumble escaped his lips when you were around. Perhaps your presence just stopped bothering you? Well, Gyutaro was also puzzled by this change. It seemed like his earlier plan backfired on him. “You can influence those you take care of”, funny. Now that you were taking care of him, it seemed as if you began influencing his behaviour instead. Even though things started looking better, there still was this awkward silence between you two.

Gyutaro never knew what to say, and you didn't really start the conversation, so it was difficult to build a bond of any kind. It honestly infuriated Gyutaro, more than he'd like to admit. Every day he had to look at the magic rose in the corner of the room, seeing the very few petals that were left. His time was running out, and he knew that very well, so knowing that starting a conversation with you was something almost impossible to him made him feel bitter and irritated.

“Does it still hurt?” You asked, looking at Gyutaro, who shifted on the futon into a more comfortable position, letting out a soft yawn. Recently, all of his mornings got rather lazy. For the past few days, he's been stuck in bed, not really moving around the castle much. Most of the time he slept, which actually improved his well-being. He really needed some rest, but it didn't change the fact that he was still rather moody.

“ehh… I told you already, I'm fine. It's just a scratch now. There's no need to fuss over me, man…quit it.” he croaked out as a small scowl showed up on his face. The cursed prince slowly brought his hand to his cheek, scratching it, just like he always did.

“You really should stop scratching yourself, last time you did that you were literally clawing at your flesh. It's not good for you.” You said softly, actually scolding him for his bad habits. You didn't even notice when your hand moved towards his, gently moving it away from his cheek before he actually damaged his skin again. Gyutaro's eyebrows shot up at what happened, causing him to look up at you with both a puzzled and amused look on his face.

“Ah, and what are you now, my new nanny?” He chuckled, moving his hand away from yours, still not really trusting you. You began to grow annoyed with your behaviour, and he's been like this ever since you brought him back to the castle. But it clearly was the time to change that!

“Well, maybe you need one, since you're acting pretty immature in my opinion.” You sighed, rubbing the bridge of your nose as you watched him turn his head away with a huff, acting offended.

“Eh…you're no fun, y’know?” He muttered, curling up on his futon with a soft groan leaving his lips. This statement actually caught your attention. Was he teasing you in one way or another? Well, he certainly stopped pushing you away as much as before, that was new, and you didn't really mind that change. It was still better than him throwing a damn sickle at you, so you decided to play along.

“Who says I'm no fun? You just didn't give me a proper chance to prove myself.” You responded, crossing your arms against your chest, immediately getting him to continue.

“Yeah? Well, enlighten me, then. What's so fun about you, eh…?” Gyutaro snicked, lifting one of his thin eyebrows up.

“Well, I'd say my mind is pretty sharp, I read a lot, that's why. I'm pretty good at many things, I can take care of myself, that's for sure.” You answered, trying to sound confident, just to warn a chuckle from the monster.

“Take care of yourself? Please…if I didn't follow you when ya ran away, you'd be dead. Gobbled up by wild beasts~” he smirked, showing off his sharp teeth, but this time, his smile was rather teasing. He wasn't that intimidating, it all seemed so different now.

“Trust me, I'm usually great at taking care of myself. I just never had to deal with this kind of stuff!” You tried to protest, but you gave up after hearing Gyutaro chuckling some more.

“Well, you can explain yourself as much as you like. Say, you were saying something about reading?” He murmured as if he was testing you, wanting to see how you'd answer.

“Yes. I've read a few books, actually, and they were really life-changing. Like Romeo and Juliet, one of the popular books in the west. There is a library in my town, it was truly life-saving.” You hummed, remembering all those times when the books saved you from the disappointing reality, at least for a moment. It wasn't a surprise that Gyutaro cringed a bit after hearing that, not understanding the appeal of the book you just mentioned.

“Oh, well. You're one of those people who enjoy this kind of literature? Hm…there's a ton of better books. ” Gyutaro grumbled before an idea popped up in his head. “I could show you—”

Now he had your attention. You gave him a soft nod, wondering what was about to happen. This weird tingly feeling sparked inside Gyutaro once more, but this time it was stronger. Some panic took over him as later on he led you through the long hallways of the castle before stopping in front of a particular pair of doors.

“I…uh…the castle has been storing a lot of information sources. Poetry, history, facts— it's all here. Well, you'll find out for yourself. Now, do you trust me with this?” He asked, sounding…soft, for the very first time. When he saw you nodding again, he slowly took your hands in his, leading you into the room.

“Take a look around, you should find something interesting for sure.” Gyutaro added, looking around the room as you did the same. Rows of books were visible from where you were standing. Everything was neatly placed on dark wooden shelves, bringing a sense of peace over you. The room was nice and tidy, and most importantly, filled to the brim with books.

“I have never seen so many books in my entire life…” You said softly, slowly walking around, looking at all the bookshelves surrounding you. Gyutaro gulped softly, his Adam's apple bobbed before he stepped closer to you, smiling softly. It was the very first time you saw him smile so genuinely. Earlier he'd just smirk or flash you a malicious grin, but this time his smile was soft, genuine and happy.

“You like it…?” He croaked out, feeling his heart speeding up as you slid your hands back in his. Today was the very first time you held hands with him, feeling their roughness, but also strange softness. Even if the skin was dry and calloused, it was still pleasant to hold.

“I do. It's wonderful…” When you smiled back at him right after saying that, the cursed prince felt as if something had exploded inside him, causing a pleasant warmth to spread through his whole body.

There was something more to him, now you actually could see it. Once you both came to an understanding, everything became so much better, so suddenly. You were honestly doubting if all of this was even real. He was acting like a completely different person.

It was the very first time when he felt good after…after what happened all those years ago. It still pained him to this day, everything that he's gone through, everything that was taken away from him. Looking back at it all, this room brought him a few of those painful memories back, causing his heart to ache a bit.

“You should check out some of those books…maybe you'll find something interesting.” He said softly, letting go of your hands as his smile dropped a bit. All those bad feelings began culminating in him again, he was about to start clawing at his flesh again, but he stopped himself, remembering what you said earlier. It wasn't good for him. But he was already hurting on the inside, what difference would it make if he’d be hurting on the outside too? He didn't know how to deal with all this, it was too much for him to handle at the moment. Gyutaro felt as if he was about to explode, before he felt a hand on his shoulder. You didn't move from your spot even one bit. You just stood there, looking at him with this damn concerned look on your face. He wanted to get angry and just lash out, to solve his problems the easy way, but last time he did that, you ran away from the castle straight into danger, and he didn't like that outcome.

Gyutaro was confused. He didn’t know how to act, what to do. On one hand he wanted to say something, to explain himself at least so you’d understand, but on the other hand talking about some things was just straight up painful to him, and he didn’t know how to deal with the emotions that would accompany those painful memories.

“You…don’t have to stand here like this. Go check out the books…” He muttered a bit harshly. “I said GO!”. The cursed prince immediately regretted raising his voice, after all, he made it without getting aggressive so far, and now it was all lost as he saw you slightly tensing up at his harsh command. Gyutaro took a step away, backing up against the wall, wanting to hide in a corner and just sit there, sulking.

“I’m sorry…” He muttered out, losing some of his previous confidence. He didn’t like looking at you when you were scared, it just brought more pain. You reminded him so much of the past, without even looking like the person that was dearest to him. How did this even work?! All the shame, hatred and disgust he felt for himself began rising in him even more ever since you arrived, ever since he didn’t treat you like his mortal enemy any more. You weren’t his enemy, that he managed to understand after some struggle. Ever since his life went downhill, he’s been wary of others, especially strangers. You weren’t a stranger, not after that night when you ran away and he saved you. If you weren’t an enemy, then were you a friend? No, he couldn’t call you a friend yet, right? He didn’t deserve to call you a friend, he didn’t deserve anything good happening to him. He deserved to be cursed, alone and in a cold, dark castle away from the outside world. That’s what Gyutaro told himself, that’s how it’s supposed to be. He would never forgive himself all the bad stuff that happened because of him, the only person he cared for was gone and it was only his fault. You’ll be gone too sooner or later, he was sure of it. Every time he has a little god-damn ray of freaking sunshine, the world will take it away from him, he will take it away from himself.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Gyutaro lifted his head up, looking at your face after he heard your voice. Did he want to talk? He wasn’t sure, he never told anyone about what happened. Douma, Akaza, Koyuki, they all knew what happened, they never brought it up because it drove Gyutaro crazy with rage when he had to go through those painful memories. He never talked about what was bugging him, so maybe it was a good moment to start? He was afraid, he was never vulnerable with anyone besides…her. How did it happen that he was scared of even mentioning her name? It was bad, he knew it was bad, so maybe, just maybe…he should face his problem.

“I do.” Gyutaro gulped, feeling himself tensing up. This will be hard for him, he knew it, but he wasn’t a coward, the prince could handle it.

“I had a sister. Her name was…Ume.” He croaked out, feeling his lower lip trembling. It was crushing him from the inside, but he kept going, wanting to try to get this off his chest.

“We weren’t born here, we weren’t meant to be royalty. Well, at least I wasn’t.” Gyutaro sighed, slightly relaxing his body, wanting to tell you everything.

“I was something you would call a street rat when I was a child. A beggar. Nobody, a damn, worthless nobody. I was truly a pathetic sight, at least until Ume was born. My little sister was absolutely gorgeous, a little angel. She was my pride and joy, you better believe it. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to give her the life she deserved. We were lucky to even have dinner sometimes, but all that changed when royalty showed up in this damn hellhole I called my home. I think it was just my sick luck, but a powerful ruler took a liking to me, praising me for my strength and values. My little sister and I were brought to this castle, adopted and raised into becoming royals ourselves. No one outside this damn castle knew about this, so I could finally get something out of my life and not worry about anyone destroying it. My sister was happy too, she was always my little princess, and now I was able to treat her like one, proving to her and myself that I wasn’t a shitty brother after all. She grew up to be a bit harsh, just like her brother…but I loved her too much to care that I was a bad influence. The man who took us in began teaching me his ways, making me into something far greater than I could ever become solely on my own. I would fight for him, kill for him, destroy for him, well, at least he thought I was doing it for him. I still remember the disappointment and anger on his face when instead of joining him in battle, I rushed back home to my sister. That man understood that my sister was my priority. That’s when he left. I never understood why, where or how. No one did. That man just disappeared, maybe creating another kingdom for himself somewhere else…” Gyutaro huffed, looking at your face as you listened to him. Not wanting to keep you curious, he continued.

“That’s when everything became shitty for us. When Master disappeared, I took his place. Our lands became a common target, making me go over to slaughter all those who dared to try and take away what was now mine. I was away from home so often, My sister was left without my protection and then…” He paused, gulping softly as his eyes glazed with tears. He didn’t want to let them fall, but he failed. “Then they burned her.” He growled, tightening his fists.

“Our castle was of course defended, but a damn samurai sneaked in with the help of Ume’s maid. I came back just in time to kill them both, but my sister was long gone afterwards. I couldn’t find her body…there was no sign of her…and then another night a woman came and….” He paused again, turning his head away.

“The rest is not important.” He gulped, wanting to just go and mourn it all alone…but he felt a pair of arms wrapping around him. Gyutaro let out a small, surprised groan as you hugged him. For a moment he wasn’t sure what to do, but after a few seconds he hugged you back, letting out a pained sniffle, letting himself let some of that pain out.

“If I was quick enough and…if I…’’ He mumbled before you shushed him, causing him to hug you tighter.

“You did all you could.” You cooed, snuggling up closer to him, trying to ease some of his pain. Even if he wouldn’t get over something so traumatic in one day, you could already see some improvement. He wasn’t bottling up his emotions any more, at least not as much as before.

“I never regretted anything in my life. I don’t regret what I became, I don’t regret being a monster at all, damn, I even like what I am now. But I can’t forgive myself failing her. I’m ashamed that by becoming who I am now, I influenced her in a bad way…”

You sat with Gyutaro for a longer time period after that. It was the first time he got any type of emotional support. He sat there with you, curled up, looking almost like a sad kitten as you tried to console him. He listened to your voice as you read him books, trying to put him at ease. After what he told you, you finally understood him a little, he was hurting greatly. To be honest, you both missed someone you loved very much. You could see the monster slowly calming down, listening to your voice as you occasionally stroked his hair or back, bringing him the comfort he very much needed.

After that day, things changed. Gyutaro began acting like someone else entirely, if it was even possible for him. Well, he wasn’t a brand-new person of course, but he became calmer, softer and kinder when it came to you. You could say that you began filling up the void he had in himself. Gyutaro found a safe space of sorts by your side, making him grow a bit attached to you. You never expected to become friends with him, but it happened somehow. You two would take walks around the garden, read in the library together; well, it was you who was reading. Gyutaro would often just listen and fall asleep to the sound of your voice, which never failed to lull him into peaceful slumber. He became less tense when around you, finally feeling safe himself. Having dinner with him became a pleasure instead of a nightmare like before, slowly you began noticing his other, good traits. He was protective, playful, quite sly, but at the same time a bit self-conscious. Seeing him light up after every praise he got from you was truly heart-warming. Maybe you really did it? Maybe you really tamed this damn monster? No…you’d never say that you tamed Gyutaro. You made him your friend, there was no taming needed. He was no wild animal, he was a person. A person you grew to slowly appreciate.

For the first time in a very long time, you felt happy and at peace. Finally living your best life for at least a moment. Every day seemed so peaceful and relaxing, having him by your side as you two walked through the garden which was covered in snow. Your conversations became more and more interesting and personal over time and you didn't have to fish for information that much. Learning more about him came in naturally now, without every attempt on getting any sort of information ending up in a heated argument or a life threatening adventure. Things were just as they should be.

“What are you reading?” You hummed, coming up to Gyutaro and sitting down next to him. The cursed prince quickly put the book away, shifting his attention to you almost immediately.

“Eh… Nothing important...” He croaked out, lowering his head a bit. You looked at him and then at the little book in his hands.

“Is that a romance novel?” You asked with a small smile, seeing Gyutaro blush a bit in embarrassment, not really knowing how to respond.

“I guess…” He muttered, soon enough gulping softly as you leaned against him a bit.

“I’m happy that you’re trying out something new.” A soft sigh left your lips when you two sat like this together, enjoying the silence. Well, the silence didn’t last long because Douma screamed loudly, running away as Akaza chased after him. A soft chuckle left your lips and soon enough Gyutaro did the same. His laugh became precious to you with time, it wasn’t a cruel cackle any more, at least. Well, he still sounders as if he smoked 50 cigarettes a day, but you didn’t mind.

“They know how to have fun…” You smiled, looking up at Gyutaro who's lips also formed a tiny grin.

“I suppose so…but when I enter the room, laughter magically dies.” He exhaled heavily, resting his chin on his hand.

“I guess I know what you mean. I get the same treatment back home. People would often call me funny…but it wasn’t a complement. It makes you lonely at some point, just like in your castle. Gyutaro perked up almost immediately, giving you a puzzled look.

“For real? Aww, man…that sucks. Your village is straight up terrible.” He snickered, making you roll your eyes and nudge his shoulder playfully.

‘’But, you make the loneliness go away.” You added, causing Gyutaro to look at you with a serious look on his face. His heart slowly melted at the statement, making him lean against you as well, just like you leaned against him.

“Same goes for you. You make it all better...” He sighed quietly, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish, crooked smile on his face

“Really?” When you asked him that, Gyutaro nodded, agreeing immediately with what he just said.

“Yeah…really.” He repeated.

Silence fell over you two again, but you didn't seem to mind. It was comfortable. When he was around, silence was never a problem.

But little did you know that some stuff started happening behind your back. Oh, it was Douma's clever plan on supporting Gyutaro from the shadows. Well, as much as he loved to be in the spotlight, Akaza was making sure that everything was going just right. Every dinner had to be perfect and feel a bit like a date, every alone time you and Gyutaro got had to be quiet, perfect and romantic. Well, there was nothing to lose. The rose was slowly losing it's petals, time was running out, so something had to be done. The biggest surprise was planned to happen in a few days, the grand finale! Everyone was already working hard on bringing their fantasy to life. When you weren't looking, Gyutaro himself made sure that every detail was perfect. That night would be something you'll never forget, and it had to be grand, luxurious and beautiful, a date like no other.

The curse will be broken, and everyone in the castle planned on making sure of it, there was no doubt.

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And we're done! I hope you didn't mind the wait. I don't want to disappoint anyone tbh. Believe it or not, but I'm really damn conscious about this fic since it's the first one that I posted online ( ≧Д≦)

Anyways! Have a good day/night!

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