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Hi, hello, long time!

Wow it’s been a long time since I’ve been on tumblr, no clue to if people who followed me still do or what haha.

Been missing my past recently, my old friends on here, the fun times we used to have so I’ve been reading a lot of my old fics, their old fics and enjoying every single second of it <3 I’ve even been tempted to upload all the fics I finished when I stopped posting on here. I may do that but I know and understand the Voltage fandom is pretty much dead so probably wont get much of a response but I’ll see how I feel over the next few days.

Anyway I did want to post here to say hi but also to say if anyone wants to follow me I am way more active on Twitter on @/Tcisbestpony, I tweet crap btw but I am more active and approachable there :) I’ll still reblog the odd few posts on here from time to time and like I said, depending on how I feel I may post the last of my fanfic just to round everything off, i hate leaving stories unfinished like i did.

So hello to anyone listening :) if anyone does want to give me any last requests to write my inbox is open to anyone and everyone.

Much love!

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LOST

I once made a massive crossover (circa 2015) between KBTBB and MSB and a bunch of other voltage games because I fell in love with the voltage universe at some point. This one’s a part of it and it’s got a pretty long backstory so maybe I’ll post the rest someday if anyone’s interested. *ugly laughs* Do people still read KBTBB these days? 🤒🤒🤒

Aaand Eisuke here is MC’s brother. 😁

Everything was absurd and Eisuke could not stand how this man was wasting his time. That evening, he decided to bring Mae to walk around the streets of Hong Kong. But no matter how planned the day’s schedule was, something back at home was bound to disturb their time alone.

“What did I tell you about calling me past working hours?”

***

She did not know why Eisuke was taking her out with him that night. In fact, she did not know why he was being nice to her at all. But her fascination was too much that she didn’t even have time to wonder about why he seemed to have a sudden change of heart. She was delightfully distracted by the place that was bustling with activity, as they walked the crowded strip. It was surrounded by rows upon rows of shops selling all kinds of stuff from expensive bags and watches to cheap toys and street food.

“I don’t care what he said, send the details to my email right away!” she heard Eisuke demand. He was really cranky, and she could not help but feel sorry for Mr. Kenzaki. Whatever it was, she was sure it was urgent. Kenzaki was probably the man who knew Eisuke best and he would never call unless it was important.

“What do you mean you don’t have it?” And for Eisuke, there was nothing more irritating than dealing with business partners who breach contracts. His plan to affiliate with a company in secret had been prematurely made public. Because of this, clients will back out, the deal won’t push through, and stocks will fall. This was all in a day’s work for him. It was nothing he hasn’t dealt with before. Damage-control is all part of his job. Except tonight was especially off limits. He was going to tell Mae everything. That was his plan. He was going to tell her about her father’s motives, about Soryu, about who she really is.

But it looked like he’d have to postpone that agenda for tomorrow. In the middle of the conversation, he received a text message from Ota telling him that there were reporters hanging around the lobby of the hotel, asking for him.

Three days, Eisuke thought.

I leave my office for three days and all these incredibly stupid things happen…

It exasperated him so much, he raised his chin and looked at the black sky as if challenging it. But in his mind, he just could not deal with these things at the moment. He had something planned and he was going to accomplish it that night.

“I want you to produce that copy for me, Kenzaki,” he said dismissively. And then quickly, he called Soryu to ward off those good-for-nothing journalists. His life’s work had to wait a little longer. It should learn to take care of itself for now because it was time to fix his.

But just when he was finally free from disturbances, he realized, as he turned to Mae, that she was no longer in sight.

*** Out of breath, he’d searched for her around the block, crossing the streets and checking out the windows of the shops nearby.

Everyone’s being exceptionally uncooperative today.

And he wasn’t going to forgive her for sneaking off like that. Had she no idea how much it took to convince Katsuragi to leave her with him for a few days? For Eisuke, everything can always be bought with a price tag. Everything. Until he had to deal with Katsuragi. That man was as square as a checker board.

And now he just lost her. He lost her in this busy shopping district, with so many potential threats out to get her. It was a nightmare, especially when he realized there was no way he could call her phone. He cursed under his breath, at himself for not being able to keep an eye on her. But more importantly:

Goddammit, Mae. Could you be any more stupid?!

Did she even have money on her? How was she going to hail a cab back to the hotel? Or was she taken? Eisuke’s mind raced for all the possibilities.

Does that girl even have a brain?

He thought of where she could have been. If he were Mae, where would he let his little brain take her? If he were an abductor, where would he hide and keep her? Eisuke rarely loses his composure. But at that moment, he was panicked. He knew that Mae was no longer a kid. He should not act like he had just lost a tiny three-year-old girl in a mad crowd like this. But there he was, his heart racing, pacing around like a cage tiger, just thinking of where else to look. And just when he was about to lose it and call for Soryu again, he finally spotted her. She was across the street, happily walking with a silly smile, among stalls that were selling random, cheap, crap. At that moment, she was almost like an annoying little girl, innocently overlooking how she’d just made him turn the world upside-down trying to find her.

Fucking really?

But he didn’t say that out loud because he could not deny the relief that washed through him. And even though his tongue itched to say something else equally obscene, his intention to call out to her disappeared when he saw her take a shiny piece of something in her hands.

It was a bracelet.

It was one of those fake bracelets sold in stalls that were lined up at the side of the street. For a while, Eisuke found himself wondering what about it enchanted her so much. It looked like a silver chain with some trinkets dangling on it. She let her fingers gently run through the silver thing as she eyed it with fondness. She held it ever so delicately like was the most precious thing on earth. Like it was the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen.

For crying out loud, it was fake. If she was going to be his sister, someone should train her to have an eye for things that actually had value. She didn’t even look at the emerald necklace like that. But there she was anyway, swooning over some cheap, silver-plated, glass-studded bracelet that was being sold for 3 for $10.

Well, was she going to buy it? He realized that Mae didn’t have money on her. But there was no way he was going to buy her something like that. He was going to get her something even better. And even though it squeezed his heart a little to see her put the bracelet down with a wistful look on her face, he’s made up his mind.

As soon as she’d left, Eisuke proceeded to the stall and bought it himself.

It should look exactly like this.

And that was going to be his way of saying sorry. He was going to apologize for keeping this a secret from her for the longest time. And for treating her like this ever since. For bullying her and pushing her around. For telling her what to do, and for making her do things she doesn’t like – even if that’s exactly what big brothers do.

And he knew it was unfair for him to bring her here in Hong Kong – of all places – but it was his opportunity to give this place a chance with her. And if there is something about this place that would hold a spot in her heart, then at least she wouldn’t feel so alone come that time. And he was going to be all right with it when it comes. Because unlike her father’s intentions, he would choose Soryu because there was simply no other person he’d fully trust to take care of his only family. His friend’s sense of duty was superior, even to his own. And even though Soryu didn’t know yet about their plans, he was sure that he would not do anything to hurt her. More importantly, as a friend who’s known him since they were much younger, he knew that Mae could finally be his type. That even though Soryu hates women, he was sure that only a girl like Mae can breach the walls he’s put up all these years.

Eisuke saw it working in his head. It was going to work. He knew it and he wasn’t afraid to play match-maker. And it was going to be something he’s going to live to do – with or without using his money and he was determined to make it happen one way or another.

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A small shiba inu is here to give you a blessing for July. ✨ Have a lovely month you all! 

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This isn’t what I usually write about, but I think it’s important.

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Love it 😂😂

The Bidders as Popular Text Posts

@catchthespade @maidofstars and I need to be stopped.

MC:

Eisuke:

Soryu:

Baba: (I made up the first one)

Mamoru and Hikaru:

Shuichi and Ota:

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Eisuke Ichinomiya from Kissed by the Baddest Bidder otome game.

Art trade with @panpanda19

I hope it is to your pleasing and thank you for art trading with me once again ♡

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It was years ago when I made this. I don’t even remember if it’s 100% original or if I copied some lines off the game or elsewhere. But just sharing it, I guess.

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Letter #153

Dear Depression,

How long has it been? You kept me from taking the boards last year. But guess what’s awesome? I conquered it this year. Who’s my favorite top-notcher? Finally, I’ve become my own favorite something.

Hindsight sure is 20/20. I guess there was a reason that you were too difficult for me that I had to quit back then. This year was my time to rise. And that super toxic relationship? 6 months does change you. I’m just glad I’m out of that rut.

Doesn’t change how I feel though. You really are putting me through the wringer. I should be celebrating and going nuts right now.

Still, I feel like shit.

Will you ever leave me alone?

Sincerely, Mei

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Letter #46

Dear Depression, You’re the opposite of people. You never leave. -Mei

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GIVE ME HLITF SS2   щ(ﾟДﾟщ)

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Glenn: ok so we obvs know we can't date/marry commoners it just wouldn't work out

Keith: well duh

Joshua: that goes without saying

Roberto: YEAH MY DUDES CROWNS BEFORE GOWNS

Glenn: no

Roberto: BROS OVER BLOODLINES *attempts to chest bump Glenn*

Glenn: stop

Edward: ~*~*~*Ah, my lady friend guest for this ball has arrived, like a beautiful bud bursting into brilliant blossom*~*~*~

Roberto: yeahhhhhh whatever he just said!

Glenn: ok so who is--

MC: hi

Keith: o//A//o

Joshua: >//n//

Glenn: .//_//.

Wilfred: .//3//.

Roberto: O//W//O

Edward: ^//_//^

MC: *casual hair flip* v//3//v

Roberto: y'know what I totally takesies that backsies, it's ladies over mati--

Keith: *shoves him out of the way* MOVE

Joshua: EXCUSE YOU I SAW HER FIRST

Glenn: HELLO MISS HAVE WE MET SOMEWHERE--

Wilfred: *wheels by on a hoverboard, scoops MC up in a princess-carry and rolls off like a boss*

Keith: HE'S GETTING AWAY

Glenn: NOT ON MY WATCH

Joshua: JANNNN CATCH HIM

Roberto: THAT'S MY HOVERBOARD

Edward: ~*~*~*oh dear*~*~*~

MC: >//w//o

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Reblog this post and I shall come in your inbox to tell you something special ;D

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I just finished Jumin’s route in Mystic Messenger

and

I’m in Jumin hell

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Either Way To Be Honest...

Soryu: *wears hair back*

Me: Yaaaas

Soryu: *wears hair down*

Me: YAAAASS

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How God Created Animals (via boredpanda) Previously: Dad Tweets

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His Best Friend’s Sister

Notes: Fluff. I think this is really an adorable idea! Thank you for requesting this ahh! This was extremely fun to write although I had a bit of trouble because I wasn’t sure whether I should focus on Eisuke mostly or Soryu. So, it wounded up in a mix with both of them fighting over the MC (*cough* you *cough*). My apologies in advance, if this isn’t what you wanted but I just thought this would be more fun and lighter to read! 

Tagging these dudes because I think it’d make them smile (it’s a 50/50 chance though): @carinecaldre69 & @miyukushina & @dumb-and-dumber-with-leah & @tresspadesmaid & @catchthespade

It was a normal Tuesday when Eisuke called forth for a special dinner. At first, Soryu and the others didn’t understand why there was a need to have dinner together since 99.3% of the bidders time was spent at Ichinomiya’s luxurious penthouse. But the millionaire was persistent! He promised that he would be paying for everyone’s meal and he’d be bringing along a… marvelous surprise.

While the other bidders were astounded by his sudden generosity, Soryu couldn’t help but wonder how “marvelous” was this surprise. He would have been the first person (or so he’d like to think) whom Eisuke would confide about news. Good or bad. However, for the past few days, the mobster noticed that he was acting quite odd. A bit more… approachable and less cranky. It meant the news was something really good—but he never came up to Soryu.

Strange.

In the end, everyone agreed to join the dinner and everyone wore their best attires—suits, neckties or maybe bowties, gelled hair and manly cologne—knowing they’d be spending the dinner somewhere in a fancy restaurant… And as expected, Eisuke has overdone it again as he led everyone to one of the best five-star restaurants in the city. The folks there even let them have their own private room, away from the other customers. 

Only Eisuke Ichinomiya. 

Once everyone was settled in their seats. Eisuke tapped his glass formally, clearing his throat before saying, “You are all here tonight because you are all considered one of my most special… friends.”

“We’re your only friends,” Mamoru had muttered under his breath and Soryu found himself agreeing with the bearded slacker for once. Ignoring the snide, Eisuke motioned at the door, trying to get someone to walk inside. “Gentlemen. And Mamoru. This is my sister.”

As if rehearsed (probably was), you walked in.

Everyone gasped and clapped upon your arrival. You smiled. 

To Eisuke, this moment was gorgeous, precious and quite satisfying since this meant you would easily fit in this new lifestyle more. While everyone was cheering for the long-lost-but-now-found sister, Soryu’s mouth was still left wide open in utter disbelief. Eisuke wasn’t an idiot but… what if you actually weren’t his sister? Perhaps, that’s one of his reasons why he hasn’t told Soryu about you. He is probably scared about me noticing she isn’t the one and… Soryu frowned as he kept picturing Eisuke’s torn face. The millionaire often claimed he has never broken down but… he was still human.

While thinking deeply about his friend’s reaction, your eyes met Soryu’s and you tilted your head, questioningly. 

Shoot. He quickly shut his mouth and instead of following his gut that was telling him to look away, Soryu did his best to glare at you, trying to establish that he wasn’t the friendliest human being and should be avoided at all cost. Although his cheeks were reddening. Hang on. That wasn’t quite right. Well… He… was a bit caught off guard upon seeing you in such a strapping outfit—a scarlet red dress with delicate ruffles and tight curves—no doubt that Eisuke bought it from one of the most expensive clothing lines. 

And yet as time ticked, the formal introductions went by, jokes were made and everyone was either too happy or too drunk to hold onto one conversational thread. Currently, Ota and Baba were humming along to a Barenaked Ladies’ song in their head, Mamoru has fallen asleep on the dinner table and Eisuke was pulling out his wallet to pay for the bills.

Soryu was quiet the entire time. He made sure he was still sober enough—just to study you mostly. He needed to make sure, for his best friend’s sake that you weren’t an impostor. Technically, Soryu didn’t have any basis to say you were one. He only knew a few things about Eisuke’s “long-lost-sister”… You would obviously have that “mark” Eisuke once said. But it might have been fake. Who knows? … Gun in hand, he’d just have to watch you for anything suspicious.

However after a while, he wasn’t sure why you approached him with a smile spreading on your face—was it because he was sober/awake or you simply caught his not-so-subtle staring? Before Soryu could figure it out, you both started talking and he found it quite… easy? Normally, he found women quite annoying especially with their stench that they called, “perfume”. You probably had one but Soryu didn’t find himself smelling it. He was instead, more focused on your eyes. Your lips.That smile.

“Are you really part of the mafia?”

“… Eisuke told you?”

“He tells me everything,” you replied, rolling your eyes. “Mamo is a detective. Fedora man is a thief. Kisaki has something to do with the art. And you are a mobster but I find that hard to believe.”

“Why is that so?” 

“Because my brother says animals magically like you.” 

Soryu isn’t sure if you were teasing him but he did find it a bit… charming. In response though, the mobster pulled out the gun he was holding, making sure that none of the personal waiters could catch a glimpse of it. “Whether you find me threatening or not, I am a man who knows how to shoot and I am not afraid to pull the trigger. And you?” 

“Huh?”

“… Are you really Eisuke’s sister?” His eyes glinted.

“I am.” You smiled. “And because of your deep concern, I guess… you really are his friend. By the way, does Eisuke really buy you all the hair products to make that hair style?”

“… No.”

“Liar. He totally did.”

Soryu scowled at you. What an annoying woman. Now, he could say with certainty that you were related to Eisuke by blood. Before he could rertort, two drunk men—namely Baba and Ota—dragged you off. They also apparently wanted to play with Soryu’s new toy, your eyes though while walking away still trained on him. He didn’t look away either.

“I saw the look you were giving her,” said a voice.

Soryu swiftly turned to find Eisuke who folded his arms. His glowers were even more hellish… and murderous. “I don’t like that look,” he growled.

“Oh, I was just suspicious if she could be an impostor,” Soryu spoke calmly as he tried to choose his words carefully. “I figured that’s why you didn’t tell me about her days ago because… you didn’t want to hear me say that she might not be…” 

Soryu faltered as Eisuke shook his head.

“Dumbass. She is my sister.”

“… I was just looking out for you.”

Eisuke sighed. “I know… But what I meant by look I meant is—you’re giving her the kind of look that Baba makes when he sees a woman.”

“I-I wasn’t thinking of that!” Fully familiar with that Baba look.

“Good. She’s not up for a one-night-stand.”

“… But I could ask her on a date, right?” It was supposed to be a joke but hearing it out loud, it didn’t sound like one. In fact, it made his heart beat faster. Why? Was it because it sounded… dangerous? It absolutely did with Eisuke’s glare stabbing Soryu.

“Stay away from my sister, Oh,” growled Eisuke as he briskly brushed past Soryu, bumping his shoulder and making him lose his balance a bit. Dumbfounded, Soryu watched Eisuke saunter towards you—clearly annoyed that you were being toyed around by Baba and Ota. He really had no intention of making a move on you or whatsoever. But there was still something about you that he wanted to know more of. Soryu doubt that Eisuke would allow him to talk to you personally alone again but… He marked this as Attempt 01. Heh. The mobster wasn’t giving up. 

Neither was the millionaire as he also marked this moment as the first attempt. And so, the unspoken battle begins with Soryu’s attempts to win your heart—and Eisuke’s attempts to shove those attempts back into the mobster’s ass.

Attempt 07. 

You and Soryu have both been talking a lot and most of the time when the bidders come over, Soryu noticed that you’d be paying more attention to him… Not that he found it bothersome. Instead, he saw how precious you were to even notice him first in a room full of men who are obviously so much better than him—even the slacker detective sounds better than a stone cold, dangerous mobster. And yet here you were, entering the elevator and looking up to Soryu.

“Hi,” Soryu heard you say.

“Hello,” he greeted back with a smooth voice. You both wounded up inside the elevator together. But not alone together. You were with your older brother and Soryu came along with Ota who was going down to check the antique to be auctioned. An unsettling silence stayed in the elevator as it went down the famous hotel. Ota leaned against the elevator rail. Eisuke wrapped an arm around you, almost territorial. Soryu just had his arms folded, finding his shoes more and more interesting. 

It was awfully quiet and Soryu could practically smell the tension until Ota broke the silence in a singsong voice with the worst statement ever: 

“Hey, Soryu has a pick-up-line for you!”

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