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Campfire Confession

Akame, handing Leone a roasting stick: „Don’t burn it like you burn through enemies, Leone. We still need dinner.”

Leone, laughing in embarrassment: “Trust me, I’d rather burn through your defenses than dinner. You’re always so… closed‑off.”

Akame, staring quietly into the flames: “That’s because I know what I lose when walls fall. But with you… maybe some walls deserve to crumble.”

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Atsumori Leone

Leone, mid-flourish with a golden fan: "Ningen Gojuunen, geten no uchi wo kurabureba. Yumemaboroshi no gotokunari. Hitotabi sei wo ete, metsusenu mono noarubekika?“

Akame, watching her girlfriend sing and dance with a sparkle in her eyes: „I knew making you attend those music lessons was a good idea babe. I'm falling in love with you all over again.“

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- Seryu Ubiquitous

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Seryu: I want to be with you for the rest of my life.

Kurome: Damn, that sounds like a marriage proposal.

Seryu, getting down on one knee: That's 'cause it is.

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Belated spicy Valentines post for my favourite AgK ship

Akame: "So, Leone… those claws of yours… are they as sharp as your… *other* assets?"

Leone: "Heh, you wound me, Akame. Think my claws are the only things deadly about me? You'd be surprised what I can do with my *teeth*."

Akame, (slightly blushing): "I… I suppose we could find out. Though perhaps somewhere a little more… private?"

Leone: "Oh, I'm always up for a little privacy. Just promise you won't complain about the scratches."

Akame, grinning in anticipation: "Scratches? I'm practically begging for them."

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Seryu: That was so hot, Kurome.

Kurome: I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenterate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets.

Seryu, with heart-shaped pupils: I'm so in love with you.

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My first fanfiction on AO3, and it's a Red Lion story

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62980909

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Akame, deadpan: „Leone, for the tenth time, I did *not* accidentally use your favorite hairbrush to clean the dust bunnies from under the bed. It was clearly a superior cleaning implement.“

Leone, grinning: „Oh, honey, you wound me! My *special* hairbrush? The one with the tiny little Night Raid insignia etched on the handle? The one I practically worship? You used it on *dust bunnies*? That's... actually impressive. What'd you use for the big ones? A broadsword?“

Akame, sighs dramatically: „It was a perfectly acceptable level of dust. And yes, I used the Imperial Arms to clean the stubborn clumps. Don't tell Susanoo. He freaks out about hygiene.“

Leone, winks at the others: „Shhh! Let the legend live on! Akame, the Dust Bunny Slayer! Fear her, Imperial Army! She wields a blade of incredible cleaning power!“

Akame, muttering: „I swear, if you mention this again, I'll braid your ridiculously fluffy tail into a really complicated knot. And you know I'm good at braiding.“

Leone, gasps, feigning offense: „Oh, the humanity! Such a threat! My tail is sacred!“ (Then, in a conspiratorial whisper) „But hey, maybe you could braid my hair while we watch that cheesy romance drama again? The one with the ridiculously cute girls?“

Akame, a tiny, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips: „Fine. But you're doing the dishes. All of them.“

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New version of an old post

Daki, shredding a furious guitar solo as the tank rumbles to a halt: "Alright, Muzan-daddy! Prepare to be *blown away*... literally! This solo's dedicated to the utter annihilation of boredom!"

Nakime, eye wide, clutching a bouquet of wilting sunflowers: "Oh my gosh, Daki! That was… breathtaking! Marry me!"

Muzan, massaging his temples, a vein throbbing visibly: "First, get that infernal noise machine off my property Daki! Second, Nakime, I'm pretty sure you're confusing a demonic rockstar with a suitable spouse. Third, and this is crucial, Daki, where in the six hells did you even *get* a tank?!"

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Daki, precariously balanced on a stack of ornate vases, was attempting to reach a spiderweb hanging from the ceiling. Muzan, stretched out on a luxurious chaise longue, watched the entire spectacle with weary amusement. "Dad, would you mind passing me the broom?" Daki chirped, her voice strained as she shifted her weight. Muzan's eyes narrowed. "And why, pray tell, would I hand you a weapon, Daki?" "Oh, come on, it's just a broom!" Daki scoffed, her hand slipping on a vase, sending it crashing to the floor. "I'm not going to stab you with it, you dramatic old man." Muzan sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'm not worried about being stabbed, Daki. I'm worried about the inevitable chaos that will ensue once you get your hands on a broom." Daki giggled, her voice tinged with the thrill of impending disaster. "Don't be such a spoilsport, Dad. It'll be fun!" Muzan simply closed his eyes, grumbling under his breath. "Oh, it will be fun. I'm sure of it."

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Seryu hummed a cheerful tune in Irish Gaelic, her voice light and melodious as she kneaded the dough with practiced hands. "Ach, tá an t-am seo den lá iontach.“ She sang, her eyes sparkling. "Is breá liom an bholadh a théann as na cácaí óta." Kurome leaned against the doorway, her arms crossed, an amused smile playing on her lips. "You're quite the baker, Seryu." She said, her voice low to not disturb her girlfriend. "And the way you speak that language... it's like a siren's song." Seryu blushed, her cheeks turning a delicate pink. "Oh, Kurome, stop it." She giggled. "You're making me all flustered."

"Is that a bad thing?" Kurome asked, taking a step closer, her eyes fixated on Seryu's lips. "I like seeing you flustered." Seryu laughed, her eyes twinkling. "You're a terrible tease, Kurome.“ She chided, but her voice held no real complaint. "But I suppose I can forgive you, as long as you promise to try one of my oatcakes when they're done." Kurome tilted her head, a playful smirk on her face. "I wouldn't dream of missing out on your culinary creations, darling." She leaned in, her breath warm against Seryu's ear. "Especially if they're made with as much passion as you put into your singing."

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Esdeath: Are you trying to seduce me?

Akame, winking seductively: Why, are you seducible?

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"This water is so hot! I feel like a boiled egg!" Leone exclaimed, bobbing happily in the steaming spring. Akame, calmly floating nearby, glanced at her with amusement. "Don't worry, you're not quite that soft-boiled yet." Leone snorted, splashing water playfully at Akame. "Oh, I'm sure you'd happily crack me open, you little egg-eating monster!" Akame chuckled, her face softening. "Only if you were a delicious omelet, Leone."

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"Gather the Upper Moons in the Infinity Castle, Nakime.“ Muzan said, his voice low and menacing. Nakime nodded, her lips curving into a slight smile. "As you wish, Lord Muzan. But..." She hesitated, glancing at Daki who was already sprawled across her lap, snoring softly. Muzan narrowed his eyes, his gaze piercing. "What is it?" "Daki seems to have decided to take a nap." Nakime answered, her voice barely a whisper. Muzan sighed, his frustration evident. "Tell her to get up. The rest of the Upper Moons need to be here." Nakime, with a sigh of her own, gently nudged Daki awake. "Daki, Lord Muzan needs us." Daki yawned, stretching her limbs and letting out a contented sigh. "Oh, alright. Just let me grab a pillow first."

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Just watched a bit of the Twelfth Doctor😂

Daki, shredding a blistering guitar solo, sunglasses reflecting the dumbfounded faces of the Upper Moons: "Alright, suckers! Daki's here, and I brought the noise! Also, this tank's got surprisingly good suspension."

Muzan, eyes bulging: "What in the six hells… is that a guitar?! And… a tank?! Is this some kind of twisted new recruitment strategy, Kokushibo? Because I'm deeply unsettled."

Kokushibo, deadpan: "My lord, I assure you, I had nothing to do with this… metal abomination."

Gyutaro, whispering to his sister while grinning like a madman: "I think I just witnessed the apocalypse… and it's rocking out."

Nakime, blushing furiously, fiddling with her biwa: "U-um… that's… a very… powerful amplifier. The sound… it's quite… vibrant…"

Daki, pausing her solo for a dramatic flourish: "Thanks, Naki-chan! I got it custom-built. Want a sticker?"

Muzan, face twitching: "I… I need a drink. A very strong drink. Preferably something that will erase this from my memory."

Hantengu, splitting into multiple personalities, each reacting differently: "Amazing! She's incredible! She's terrifying! She's… playing ‚Stairway to heaven‘?! NO! NOT THAT SONG!"

Daki, grinning: "You know it! Classic rock transcends even the boundaries of hell!

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