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⚜ 𝕋𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕎𝕙𝕠 ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕃𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝔽𝕠𝕣 - ℂ𝕙. 𝕀𝕀𝕀: ℝ𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟 ⚜

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ ✧.*★ Thank you to @evren-sadwrn for the beta read!

Summary: As they wait for the master of the house to return, Vincent and Chidi pass time in the gardens. But when he finally arrives, he brings only strife.

TW: verbal/emotional abuse, crying, semi-sexual yearning

The master of the house did not return for three days. On the second day, Chidi was stationed outside. His stately three-piece uniform had its disadvantages at the moment. In the August heat, the white granite banisters and marble garden statues shimmered with flecks of polished stone. They sparkled almost as brilliantly as the fountain, that oasis far out of reach from the awnings where he enjoyed, at least, a little shade.

As he often did, Chidi kept his mind occupied by imagining how an assailant would enter the garden, and how he would counter. If they were untrained, they would most likely take the obvious route by following the hedges until those opened out onto the gravel walkway leading up to the stairs, a bare stretch in which he could get off at least three shots before they made any further progress. If that failed, he’d rush them from above, push them down and keep firing from overhead. But if they knew what they were doing, they’d approach from the side, tight against the building where ornamental columns could be used as cover. In that case he’d leap over the banister and engage them on the ground hand-to-hand.

But within an hour, the imagined choreography had outlived its charm. After all, he’d played it out a thousand times in his head on dull days such as this one, and once or twice in real attacks as well. Instead, he began wondering what the young master might be doing. Where was he standing, and what task occupied him? What floor was he on? Would he come outside today? Probably not – the heat was oppressive. Once, while walking the perimeter of the building, Chidi caught the movement of a curtain to his right and felt his heart skip, but it was just a maid. He shook his head. The boredom must really be getting to him.

On a five-minute break, Fritz sidled up to him in the entrance hall. “You have a good dinner yesterday?”

“Who told you about that?”

“Everyone.” Fritz’ eyes were full of mirth but he sobered up quick enough, ever defensive of his friend. “Did the Comte mess with you?”

As if there was anything he could do if he had. “Only as much as always. Like you said, it was a good dinner.” He hurried to change the subject. “How was yours? You had the evening off, right?”

“Yeah, it was really nice. I talked to my mama.”

“How’s she doing? Healthy?”

“Oh yeah. Telling me about the bingo nights she goes to.” He chuckled. “They let you talk to your brother recently?”

“Last week. He’s doing good.”

For every Myrmidon, there was a life hanging in the balance. As the Marquis Àlderic always said, “Les proches sont en laisse. [Loved ones are leashes.]” And he held all their leashes in his fist. An ordinary oath of loyalty was not enough. No, they each had come to Àlderic in desperation at one point or another, begging him to protect a family member in danger of gang retaliation or prison or who knows what else. For Chidi, it was his little brother. And for Fritz, it was his mom. In exchange, they gave their lives to service. Their gratitude was immeasurable…because the favor could be withdrawn at any time.

How would the young master rule as Marquis? One day, he would be holding Chidi’s leash. Would he maintain the Myrmidons, once they truly belonged to him? This was the new direction of Chidi’s thoughts as he resumed his post. Would Vincent look after his brother, maintain the pact? Chidi hoped so. He liked this life well enough. Some of the others didn’t, but it suited him to spend his days in patience or in violence by turns, continuously knowing that he was looking after his family and proving his strength through service.

He would like to serve Vincent better than his father, he thought. Not only because he was an easier master, but because…well, there was a goodness to his evil. It was a hearty, full thing. A personal, motivated, emotional kind of evil. Evil that gave a damn. Chidi could put no better words to it than that, though he tried for hours.

The day passed into evening, almost sunset, before Chidi saw Vincent. The Comte drifted into view like an apparition among the rose bushes, a tailcoat billowing behind him in the cool twilight wind. He must have come from the east doors, which were out of sight of Chidi’s watch. His eyes wandered over the grounds, passing over Chidi for just an instant before he went about his business. He seemed in better spirits than the last time they met, singing to himself and picking enough roses to vex the gardener. But they were his to take, and no one could tell him otherwise. He was tidy about it, so as not to prick himself. He knew he was watched, but didn’t seem to care – or else he was actively flaunting. His knife flicked out to kiss each stem, and then each one was tucked into the bouquet on his arm. At last, he came to the fountain.

He hitched one hip over the marble ledge. It seemed impossible for anyone to appear so graceful without effort. In that gesture, his body formed a perfect S-curve that branched off with a flourish onto the arm that held out the roses. One by one, he let their pretty heads drop into the water. The last one, he crushed in his fist. The petals fluttered down until the fountain was littered with dead, sweet things. Satisfied with this little act of consumption, he flounced up again and made off in the direction of the west doors.

Chidi realized he hadn’t been breathing all this time. All his efforts had been focused on resisting the magnetism drawing him forward towards the fountain. Drag your fingers through the water. Stand in it. Bathe in it. How could an impulse feel so obscene while being completely nonsexual? That sweetened water was too sacred, and so was his duty. He did not move until the sun had set and the watch was over. Only then did he walk out across the gravel, to see the roses revolving on the now-black ripples, swollen and ruined, while the Comte slept on the second floor above him. He took a single petal between two fingers. It was so soft…he wondered if Vincent’s skin felt like that…and it was dripping wet… Fuck… he dabbed it dry against his sleeve, and pocketed it.

All the next day, he felt dirty about it. Was it okay to do that? Vincent knew he was watching, he was obviously teasing him, but still, wasn’t it odd… He didn’t dare leave the petal in his room. He shouldn’t have it at all. Yet it felt equally wrong to throw it away. When he had finished dressing for the day, he slipped it back into his breast pocket and resolved to drop it somewhere outside at the earliest opportunity.

He was acting so strange lately…

Fortunately, he stayed busy. At the morning meeting, Eric told them that the Marquis would arrive by end-of-day. Again, the preparations began. Poison testing, patrolling, checking security systems. It was even more unnecessary this time, since it had all been done just days before, but what the Marquis wanted, the Marquis got. And he wanted every arrival to be an event.

The young master was a terror. He insisted that everything must be perfect, and went room to room nagging the servants about dust and the Myrmidons about proper posture. The others complained about him in whispers when he was out of earshot, but it seemed very obvious to Chidi that he was nervous. His father had still not communicated with him, only with Eric.

Vincent treated Eric worst of all. He drew up an entire list of mistakes he had supposedly seen Eric make in the course of the short time he’d been at home. Chidi listened from his post at the doorway of an adjacent room as Vincent assured Eric that Àlderic would reprimand him for everything. But Eric, who had been given leadership for his cool headedness, merely said, “Très bien. Nous verrons. [Very well. We shall see],” and the Comte became even more furious.

At around 5 o’clock, the intercom crackled. “The master is on premises.”

Boots clicked through the entrance hall, backed by the footsteps of the Myrmidons who had accompanied the Marquis abroad. Too few footsteps – but he’d think about that once all was settled. A deathly quiet yet commanding voice that was familiar to all of them: “Pourquoi Vincent n'est-il pas là pour me saluer ? [Why is Vincent not here to greet me?]”

“Le comte a demandé que vous le rencontriez demain matin, monsieur. [The Comte has requested that you meet with him tomorrow morning, sir],” the servant explained. “Il dit que tu dois être fatigué de ton voyage. [He says that you must be tired from your journey.]” Chidi, in the next room, had to suppress a smile. So Vincent was making the old man wait too, as payback.

“J'espère qu'il ne pense pas que je suis trop fatiguée pour le dîner. Il me rejoindra sûrement. [I hope he does not think I’m too tired for dinner. Surely he will join me.]”

“Je vais lui demander, monsieur. [I’ll ask him, sir.]”

“Non, tu lui diras. [No. You will tell him.]” And the bootsteps continued smoothly down the hall into the Marquis’ study.

With the Marquis settled in, they took stock of the losses. Five men were dead. The rest explained to Eric that they’d been there to assassinate a Mr. Harkan and pass his casinos on to his son by force. The son, one Killa Harkan, would owe the Marquis an important favor in return for power. But the job had only narrowly succeeded, since the mother had fought so viciously for her husband’s life. A bomb, at last, had finished her, but it took five of them along with her. Five good men.

“The Marquis has lost it,” Fritz whispered as the meeting dispersed. “Detonating a bomb next to five of our own just to – “

Chidi hushed him before he could be heard saying something so far out of line, and they parted ways in silence. But the whole affair left a bitter taste in Chidi’s mouth. And he couldn’t figure out why Àlderic had left his son in the dark about such a routine matter of business, immediately after summoning him home.

Vincent did come to dinner after all, looking extremely pale as he passed Chidi in the hallway. The dining room was emptied of servants so that the Comte and the Marquis could speak alone. That was good enough for Chidi – he felt it would be an intrusion to overhear what was about to happen, whatever it was. Things like this had happened more than once in his time with the family. It always ended one of two ways: either the Marquis was reduced to something uncharacteristically deferent and apologetic, or they had a shouting match.

Unfortunately, today it was a shouting match, and it was impossible not to overhear. The raised voices started before they’d even gotten through the first course. At first they were muffled, but soon enough he could make out every word.

“Pourquoi!? À quoi sert Eric de connaître nos affaires alors que je ne les connais pas !? En fait – [Why!? What business does Eric have knowing our affairs when I don’t!? In fact - ]” and here there was a pause while Vincent was no doubt pulling out his list of grievances against the head Myrmidon.

“Ne me présente pas cette bêtise pour essayer de t’épargner ! Eric n’est pas en faute, c’est un homme très bien qui a fait plus pour cette maison que vous ne l’avez jamais fait. J'ai des dizaines de personnes qui seraient très honorées de prendre votre place et qui méritent franchement de le faire. Tu n'as aucun respect, Vincent, c'est toi qui as causé ça ! Si tu veux me cacher des choses, je vais te cacher des choses ! Je ne suis pas stupide, je sais ce que tu as fait en Italie ! [Don’t put this drivel in front of me to try to spare yourself! Eric is not at fault, he’s a very fine man who’s done more for this household than you ever have. I have dozens of people who would be very honored to take your place and who frankly deserve to do so. You have no respect, Vincent, you’ve brought this on yourself! If you’re going to hide things from me, I’m going to hide things from you! I am not stupid, I know what you’ve been doing in Italy!]”

“Et qu’est-ce que j’ai fait EXACTEMENT en Italie, hein ? Renforcer la réputation de la famille ? Vous vous préparez à gouverner ? Je l'ai fait pour VOUS ! Parce que tu voulais – [And what EXACTLY have I been doing in Italy, hm? Strengthening the family reputation? Preparing to rule? I did that for YOU! Because you wanted - ]”

“Vous ne pouvez pas faire quelque chose « pour moi » si vous le faites dans mon dos ! Je sais exactement ce que tu fais ! Vous cachez votre travail parce qu’il est de mauvaise qualité ! [You cannot do something ‘for me’ if you do it behind my back! I know exactly what you’re doing! You’re hiding your work because it’s shoddy!]” Chidi realized he was shaking with protective rage. He tried to stop it by balling his hands into fists but it didn’t work. “Tu as trop peur pour faire tes preuves devant moi parce que tu sais que tu échoueras encore et encore et encore et encore et encore –[You’re too scared to prove yourself to my face because you know you’ll fail again and again and again and again and again - ]”

“NON! Je me porte BIEN à Rome ! Pour une fois dans ma vie, je vais bien ! Pourquoi ne vois-tu pas ça ? [NO! I’m doing WELL in Rome! For once in my life I’m doing well! Why can’t you see that?]” Vincent…

“Je ne peux pas le voir car il n'est pas là ! Tu es un échec et tu as toujours été un échec et je te dis ça parce que je t'aime ! Quand tout le monde te mentira, mon garçon, je te dirai la vérité. Et la vérité est… [I can’t see it because it’s not there! You are a failure and you have always been a failure and I tell you this because I love you! When everyone else in the world lies to you, my boy, I will tell you the truth. And the truth is…]” His voice sunk below what Chidi could make out.

There was a long silence before anything could be heard again. “Est-ce que tu – est-ce que tu pleures ? [Are you – are you crying?]” What? Was he? Something slammed an ache into the inside of his ribcage like it was trying to claw its way out and blaze a path towards Vincent. You bastard. You made him cry. I’ll fucking kill you. I’ll kill you with fire.

The Marquis, meanwhile, sounded infinitely amused. “Tu sais quoi, tu ne mérites pas la vérité. Vous ne pouvez pas le gérer. Vous ne pouvez pas ! Tu es le fils parfait, mon petit garçon chéri. Voilà, c'est ce que tu veux entendre ? [You know what, you don’t deserve the truth. You can’t handle it. You can’t! You’re the perfect son, my darling baby boy. There, is that what you want to hear?]” He made a noise of disgust. “Hors de ma vue. Vous êtes hystérique. [Get out of my sight. You’re hysterical.]”

The door burst open and Vincent fled, not running, but walking as smoothly as possible despite the tears streaming down his face, hardly breathing. Chidi averted his eyes as if by pure instinct and in another second, Vincent had vanished into his room.

And damn it all, but he followed.

When he reached the staircase, Fritz put a hand on his arm. “What do you think you’re doing? Leave him alone before one of them puts a bullet in your brain, Chidi.”

Chidi rested his eyes on him with such terrifying resolve that he almost flinched. “Fritz. Thank you for looking out for me. But don’t ever tell me to leave him alone in that state. Okay?”

Fritz shook his head and let him go.

And then he was in front of Vincent’s door with absolutely no idea what to do.

Knock, that would be the first step. So he did.

To his surprise, Vincent opened the door. His entire face was distorted into miserable, puffy fury. “C’est extrêmement injustifié. [This is extremely unwarranted.]”

“Je pensais que c'était justifié, monsieur. [I felt it was warranted, sir.]”

Wrong answer. His glare could have killed, and was, in fact, prepared to do so. “Jouons à un jeu amusant dans lequel vous avez dix secondes pour me dire ce que vous pouvez vouloir, et si vous échouez, je vous massacre. [Let’s play a fun game in which you have ten seconds to tell me what you can possibly want, and when you fail, I have you butchered.]”

Before he could think, Chidi reached into his breast pocket. “Tu as laissé tomber quelque chose hier. Je voulais que tu l'aies à nouveau. [You dropped something yesterday. I wanted you to have it again.]” And he handed it over.

Vincent stared at the petal in his palm, crumpled but warmed from resting next to Chidi’s heart for a whole day. His face was completely blank - the misery had been shocked out of him. “Alors toi… après moi… [So you…after I…]”

“Je n'allais pas le garder. [I wasn’t going to keep it],” Chidi explained. “Mais j'ai pensé que tu aimerais peut-être savoir que je l'avais. [But I thought you might want to know that I had it.]” Chidi’s heart was pounding out of his chest.

At last, the Comte met his eyes. “… J’espère que tu sais que tu ne peux pas entrer. […I hope you know you can’t come in.]” Almost as if Vincent wished that he could.

“Je sais. Je voulais juste que vous ayez ça, monsieur. [I know. I just wanted you to have that, sir.]”

Vincent tried to speak, closed his mouth, tried again. “Merci,” he said, quietly, and shut the door.

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꧁༺♡⚜『𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝟚 - 𝑀𝑟. 𝐶𝑟𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑥 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟』⚜♡༻꧂[PT4]

𓂀 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛 𓂀

ENJOY! (songs not mine!!)

•♫•♬♡• 𝙑𝙤𝙩𝙚 + 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚 - 𝙁𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 •♡♬•♫•

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YOU: Golden eyes, hair to ur waist, rich clothes ofc u dress nice. But wolf. Your ears are bigger than both ur daughter's and Crystal so. Yk like anime characters anime wolf girl, that's how your hair and ears are. Like Black Hanekawa from Bakemonogatari. Ik ik she's a Neko but- jus go with it. Also, you have a tail, ofc..fluffy. (thats ur night gown but anyway)

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[𝓡𝓲𝓬𝓴'𝓼 𝓒𝓵𝓾𝓫]

("Heads Will Roll" by Yeah Yeah Yeahs continues)

[Ash]♪"Off, off, off with your head!"♪

[cheering]♪"Dance, dance dance til you're dead!"♪

[Ash]♪"Heads will roll!"♪

[Crowd]♪"Heads will roll!"♪

[Ash]♪"Heads will roll! On the floor"♪

♪"Dance, dance dance til you're dead!"♪

♪"Off, off, off with your head!"♪

♪"Dance, dance dance til you're dead!"♪

The crowd cheered loudly as she finished. "Thank you so much. [waves]Good night" She went backstage, handed in her guitar as one of the staff gave her a soda with a straw. She took a sip before seeing a familiar face. "Moon. Hey" and hugs him tightly. "Wow. [chuckles] You were great out there" he said hugging her back. "I got to go back out for an encore" jumping on her feet and taking a few more sips of her soda.

"Okay. Hey, but what are you doing after the show?"

"Uh, nothing" "Well, listen, I know this is crazy short notice, but you always said you'd come back to work with us when the time was right" he started. "Of course!"

"Well, this is that time.-" Moon said before someone bumped into him. "Here, paycheck" Rick said as he handed it to her. She looked at it, squinting her eyes. "I'm getting the gang together to go audition for this huge show-" she cut him off and looked at him unhappily. Rick was chatting with someone "Just-just a second. Hey, Rick, how come you're only paying me half what the other acts get?" as she walked over to him.

"I pay what I think you're worth, sweetheart" "Oh, okay. See, I have this rule about not letting guys like you tell me what I'm worth, so, you know, unless I get paid like everyone else, I'm out of here"

(forget this I'm getting too many ideas and I NEED to put u in....and there's a surprise hehehe)

He chuckles. "This is the only club in town. Where else you gonna play?" "I have no idea, but I'm sure as heck not sticking around here. Let's go" she put her cup down, fast walking away and Moon followed her. But then he looked back and saw a woman on stage..A light gray wolf. Singing as she walked on stage. He stopped. "Who's she?" he questioned out loud. Rick looked over and smirked. "That's L/n. A talented, famous, rich, woman. She's our main singer and dancer here"

Moon was confused about who she was still. He didn't know her because all of his life he's been working with his movie theater to keep his dad's legacy alive. (or does he? O-o)

(Bold: in Korean. Regular font: in english)

♪"BLACKPINK. Ah yeah, ah yeah"♪

[Crowd]♪"BLACKPINK. Ah yeah, ah yeah"♪

Ash came back. "Moon. What're you doing?" he didn't answer, he just watched. Her eyes followed his gaze onto the stage.

♪"A good face and a bad attitude"♪

♪"The volume hidden in the slender body is doubled"♪

♪"Go straight ahead without hesitation"♪

♪"When we say black, we say pink, we are pretty savage" [crowd]"BLACKPINK!"♪

Yeaah..they watched the whole thing. The crowd cheered as the song ended. [crowd & Y/n]♪"Hit you with that ddu-du ddu-du du"♪

She waved and thank them walking backstage. The staff did the same thing they did with Ash. But she gave them her mic to clean and they gave her cold water. The crew was fixing her makeup, hair and stuff, whiping off sweat and things while with Ash and Moon. "Who is she? I've never seen her here before" she questioned (not jealous lol).

"I know right! She was amazing!"Moon said excitedly. "We need her to be in our show!" Rick chuckled looking at them. "Good luck with that. She's our main singer and dancer. We don't need you anyway, we got her" he says as he walks over to her with a paycheck.

"Here you go, sweetheart. You did excellent" You take it as the crew move away bc they were done. "Thank you. Oh! You did listen to what I said right. Everyone g-" "--gets an equal paycheck. Yeah, I know. Dont worry everyone was paid equally"

Ash squinted her eye at him(bc she listened)like what the heck face and walked over. "You didn't pay everyone equally! I got half a paycheck and the others got full!" she didn't want Y/n to be lied to..she didn't deserve to. He sweatdropped and became nervous. "What do you me you already got your paycheck and you quit anyway"

Y/n wasn't with that "So you lied then?" "W-what no! [nervous chuckle]I wouldn't lie to you!" "Then what is she talking about?" he was about to say something but she held up her hand and said. "Can I see your paycheck?" she nodded and did so. Y/n scoffed looking at it. "I really hate men like you..and liers" she says as she gets her jacket and leaves. "W-wait! You cant leave! Who gonna be our main dancer and singer?! And she needs to do the enncore?!" "Find someone else[looks at them]You leaving or staying"

[both]"Leaving" they said following her.

[Ash & Y/n look back] "Deal with it sweetheart"

Not in a parking lot nearby. "Um..soo, thank you for standing up for me. And..giving me your paycheck. You didn't have to!" "No, it's ok. I have plenty of money so it's fine" Y/n said reassuring her.

"May I ask who you are?" She rubbed the back of her neck. "Oh, sorry about that. I'm Y/n. I just came to this place and helped out because I felt like it. Just getting away from the rich life and laying low felt relaxing" Ash was surprised. "Wait- The Y/n L/n? As in a singer, dancer, rapper, and speak many different languages?!" "Yeep. That's me(*^^*)"

"W-wait she's who?"

Looks at him. "Are you kidding? This is THE Y/n L/n! She's a singer, dancer, rapper, does a lot of things, AND can speak many different languages! She's known all throughout the world!"

"Woah, that's amazing!" "I know right! She's so cool! But you look so..so" "Different" Y/n finished and giggled. "Yeah, I dyed my hair. It's not that different though, it used to be gray" "So- so can you be in our group? We're making this new show and I was wondering if you could be in it. I-i mean if you want to"

Y/n shrugged "Sure"

[both]"Wait really?!"

"Yeah, I'm sure it'll be fun. Let's go" Y/n said walking out of the parking lot as they followed. "But what about your car?!" "I'll ask one of my butlers to come and get it. Besides, I'd rather walk. O-oh, do u mind leading the way. I dont exactly know where we're going" "Of course!" Moon said as he got in front of her and led the way.

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[☆𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐁𝐮𝐬☆]

[ANNOUNCER] "Redshore City Bus five leaving from park 15-"

"Okay, I got the tickets. Herer you go Y/n. Anyone seen Miss Crawly?" "Wait did you just say Y/n?"Rosita asked. "Uh, yes. This is Y/n L/n. Y/n this is Rosita-"

"Oh my gosh, i cant beleive you're Y/n. Im such a big fan!"

"Gunter" "I've like hear so much about you!"

"Meena" "H-hi. Im Meena"she said shyly and slightly folded her ears over her face.

"Johnny" "H-hi, its nice to meet you" he said ervously rubbing his neck.

"And you've already met Ash" Moon said and she waved. "Here you go, Johnny. Here's yours, and-" "Mr. Moon. Uh, uh, I'm sorry, but I'm really having second thoughts about this"he doubted. "What? No, no, no, wait-" "All right, last call. Let's go"the driver said. "Now, just a second!"

"Johnny's right. I mean, that theater scout, she didn't think we were good enough"Meena said in a sad tone. "She sounds like a jerk" Ash added. "Yeah, total jerk" Gunter added as well. "Yeah, but she's wrong -- dead wrong. There's a reason our show is sold out every night, and I'm telling you, her boss is gonna love it" he told them. "Suki's not a bad person. She's just doing what she was told" Y/n told them. "You know Suki?" Moon asked. "Yeah,. I guess you could say she's a former friend. I dont know who she's working with now" she said tilting her head.

Gunter smiled "Ooh. Or maybe we could just, like, do a different show, you know?" "Gunter, please, I got this"he said. "Seriously, I have this idea for, like, a space musical" [HONK HONK]

"All right, we're rolling out here"the driver told them.

"You don't want to hear about the space musical?"

Moon saw the bus was leaving and motioned to it and gasped. "Guys, come on! [calls out]Wait!" he couldnt catch up his little legs. He threw up his hands and went back. The break screetches and the bus back up a little. They all looked over. Rosita came from in front of it. "Listen, you guys, I have dreamt of performing in Redshore City since I was a little kid. And besides, I just convinced my husband to babysit for the next 24 hours, and I am not gonna waste an opportunity like that. So come on. We've got nothing to lose!" she told them before getting on the bus. Moon smiled.

They got on the bus and sat down. "Here, Ash. You come in on page two" he said as she walked past him. "Wait. We're just gonna rehearse this here at the back of the bus?"she asked. "Yes, we are"

Johnny chuckled. "Course we are" "Yep. We got to get this show in the best shape ever. Ah, Miss Crawly, you made it. Good. You are an angel, and we're sure gonna need that- [she turns]WHOA! What the..?" she had on a wig an a pink dress. "Well you do say 'Dress to impress'." "Oh! Y/n this is Miss Crawly. Miss Crawly, this is Y/n, a beautiful singer, dancer, rapper, and can speak many languages" "Hi its nice to meet you Miss Crawly" She puts the box on a seat fore shaking her hand. "Hello dear. Oh you are so gourgous, so beautiful. I'm Miss. Crawly I hope you enjoy the ride" she said making Y/n chuckle with a thank you.

They were all rehersing. Everyone on the bus looked back at them.Really enjoying it. R=Even the driver looked back before looking back at the rode. Everyone smiling. Even standing in the middle of the walk way dancing along. Y/n closed her eyes an smiled. They were good.

Sunrise and they were almost there. Everyone was asleep except for Moon and Ash. They were going over the lines. "Absolutely right. Let's just cut that line and have you just play the guitar part through the whole scene" "Got it"

Meena woke up and looked around. "Guys, we're here"

They woke up. And all exclaimed and whoaed. Soon they got off.

"All right. Let's go spread a little Moon Theater magic" Moon said and they all cheered. Y/n smiled at them.

"Woo-hoo!"

"Come on!" Meena and Johnny highfived.

I hope you enjoyed Mini dumplings! (Mini beenie's)

#x reader #jimmy crystal #jimmy crystal x reader #sing 2

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romance-club-daily · 2 years

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Previously on the last update…

February/2023

~A summary of what happened in the stories: Translated from the Telegram channel: SpoilerAreWithUs

🎨❤ DRACULA: A LOVE STORY

Fleeing from the enraged Vlad, the heroine and Sandra follow Erzsi, but fall into a trap. The unusual guests turn out to have their own plans for Dracula's power, and suddenly a creepy party breaks into… Yustin. Barely escaping from Erzsebet, the heroine becomes the target of the distraught Vlad, who miraculously comes to his senses and voluntarily surrenders to Aquil and Tetra.

👻❤ SINS OF LONDON

The morning on the airship is hectic, with Gray trying to refuse to go in Glashtyn's company for the next artifact needed to defeat Domnu. Despite this, the heroine's team with Lee, Gray, and Glashtyn sets out to retrieve the ashes of the first king. At the Abbey, they find the wounded Counselor and the right urn, but the Ruler and a mob of undead block their exit.

👑⚔ HEART OF TRESPIA

Upon her return to the throne, the heroine passes judgment and witnesses the death of her uncle Osmont - he takes with him to his grave the secret of the death of the queen's parents and the truth of his plan. The heroine gradually comes to her senses and finds a former royal knight who reveals the secrets of her dead uncle. In search of answers, the heroes make their way to the Xaelian fortress.

🌒⚡ KALI: A CALL OF DARKNESS

The heroine agrees to join the cult and moves out of the Chauhan on the same day. Together with a British group, she decides to return to Clifagrami, where she encounters a terrible truth and almost gets killed. Ratan intervenes and saves the company, but they still have to look for Gabriel and Kiran. Upon her return to the city, the heroine and her brother discover a ransacked apartment.

🔥🗡 THE FLOWER FROM TIAMAT'S FIRE

Not without Niall's help, the heroine comes to her senses, the search for a healing fern and a farewell to Ethan and Leahy are replaced by the need to set out. The deteriorating condition of the crack in the sky forces the team to fly to Tiamat without an army, the uneasy road brings first an encounter with winged Anunnaki and then, after a halt, they find themselves in the lands of humans.

⌛📃 THEODORA

The interview takes an unexpected turn when John, who has lost his memory, comes out of the shadows. Theodora escapes and meets Darius, a descendant of the Guardians, makes friends with the demonologist Marcel, and meets Jamie, her only friend and an island of calm. Later, after receiving an invitation to a charity event, the heroine meets John again to help him remember everything.

💨🌊 HELL AND HIGH WATER

The main character makes her first voyage on her new boat and immediately finds herself in a jam - Gitana is attacked by a huge orca, but thanks to her personal qualities, her crew and help from an old acquaintance everything ends safely. However, on Aquila the heroes will be tested again - this time they will have to confront a gang of marauders, but they will be able to cope with it as well.

🌀 🧬 PSI

Having sworn an oath before the Church, Lou becomes a full-fledged member of the AC, and uses her position to free the detained Jonas the very same day. A missing bomb forces the heroine and her partner to search for criminals on their own, following their success, a new job awaits them - in the protection of the Prior himself. Their first assignment is to escort Monsieur Martin to the village near the Perimeter.

⚜🤴 VYING FOR VERSAILLES

Despite the heroine's dramatic reveal, the festivities at Versailles continue. The next day brings a new amusement - a balloon - and a sudden tragedy on its next rise. Having come to her senses after the fall, the heroine finds a clue in the greenhouse, but it is impossible to identify the shooter. The sermon and the deer hunt end with Louise being sent away from the palace.

🌹🐪 THE DESERT ROSE

Despite her long-awaited meeting with Jack, the heroine doesn't manage to talk to him right away, but she manages to convince her father to let her help the group of scientists at the hospital along with Mustafa. The situation with the virus worsens, tensions rise in the city and the number of sick people, along with the approaching unwanted wedding. Overhearing Zain's conversation, the heroine learns of Adil's arrest.

🌩💔 HEAVEN'S SECRET 2

Ten years after the war, the world of angels and demons is once again threatened. The mysterious Plague releases the war dead from Nonexistence and attacks the Citadel. After three months of imprisonment, the heroine finally sees what Heaven has become under the control of the Horsewoman. Plague takes away the heroine's power and brings Malbonte back, and then everyone goes to the school of angels and demons.

#some translations are off because #Google Translate ™#romance club #romance club game #клуб романтики #rc heaven's secret 2 #rc kali call of darkness #rc theodora #rc the flower from tiamat's fire #rc the desert rose #rc psi #rc heart of trespia #rc vying for versailles #rc hell and high water #rc sins of london #rc dracula a love story #rc previously on the last update

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straye · 2 years

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the salty af munday meme. (reformatted from here!)

☠ What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you? untagged / uncut smut roleplay, any display of bigoted or hateful views, guilt-trippy words, vagues, pity fishing. new one bug misgendering me (she/her and they/them are NOT my pronouns: I LITERALLY HAVE MINE LISTED EVERYWHERE), making jokes or fun of my name (newsflash: yin yang jokes are actually racist when i'm asian.) i've developed very low tolerance levels for all of this.

♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise? uhhh that one time a duplicate (who was an adult) stalked and tried to turn an entire community against me when i was sixteen because I wouldn't give in to covert measures at discouraging me from writing this specific character. and then ANOTHER duplicate of that same character tried to do the same thing but she went the extra mile to have her lackeys send anon hate while gaslighting me about it when i confronted her directly.

♦ What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise? Um. There's a conversation to be had about RPers preferences for cis male characters.

♢ Has anyone ever tried to steal your blog? Your headcanons? Icons? All that jazz YES. OH MY GOD. While I block all duplicates on a principle so I can avoid seeing it again, I've had it happened to me way back on the characters I played when I was 16 and it's like. WHY. YOU'RE EVEN FOLLOWING ME AND THE SAME PEOPLE I WRITE WITH TO DO THAT. Don't get me started on when I rped a character that was a popular fc among tumblr rps at the time because I'd find my icons on their blogs too and once I got so fed up that I just released all icons I used (shy of 900 total).

♚ How many people don't like you? I'm sure I've got plenty, but for my peace of mind, I'm not trying to think about it.

⚜ How many people do you not like? For everyone's peace of mind, I'd like to leave this one unanswered.

✮ Have you managed to stay away from drama? Somewhat. But because this place is that place, it inevitably crops up.

☄ Have you ever been in the middle of drama? Yes, but like, when I was sixteen.

☯ Have you ever tried to bring peace to a situation? Yes, and I got ganged up on for it.

☼ How long do you stay mad? Depends on the severity of the situation; I tend to hold grudges when I don't get apologies, though. ( And like, real ones. Not 'Oh, I didn't mean to do so and so. I'm sorry.' )

☀ What's your rp pet peeve? Triple space, purple prose, heavy font formatting, 5x5px icons. I ... don't have the best eyes, and a lot of people don't either. It gives me a message that people don't give a fuck about accessibility. I also hate when people use a lot of passive voice.

☁ Have you ever forgiven a partner when you shouldn't have? No, because the North remembers.

☂ Have you ever been forgiven when you knew you shouldn't have been? No, because I tend to not reconnect with people I've cut off and vice versa.

☢ What fads/trends are you so over? See my rp pet peeve. Can we PLEASE try to be accessible.

☣ Have you ever rp'd with someone you knew for a fact was abusive but tried to give them a chance/to make up your own opinion on the roleplayer? Did they change or did you understand what people were talking about? I'll do you one better: I dated one and rped with one and it was good for a year until I realized how much the callouts ended up actually being true of her behavior. (smiles) Needless to say....... sigh.

♨ Have you ever made a public call out post? No.

❀ What has made you completely lose your chill? Being gaslit when I tried to approach someone about something their friends were doing towards me. I don't expect you to be people's keepers but if your people are coming after me anonymously in your name, you can't just sit back and do nothing and tell me I'm overreacting like be serious.

✿ What do you think about public call out posts? They're good when they're necessary. They're dumb when the 'evidence' are the allegations themselves and not actual proof or just clear signs of stalking.

✂ A fandom that you feel isn't open and accepting? Idk. Most canons; they don't really care much for crossover interactions as much as they say they do, and they certainly don't care much for OCs.Some canon spaces don't even allow OCs.

✉ A fandom that you feel is open and accepting? OC 'fandom'(?) have my hearts. Other OC writers go above and beyond to help get some interactions going, and they're some of the strongest writers on the planet to keep going, despite how much this plaform has stacked against them.

✦ Thoughts on duplicates following you? Don't.

✧ Do you agree with reblog karma or is it forced interaction? Considering I don't want people reblogging memes and stuff from me, I don't practice it. However, if I see a meme on my feed, I'll do my best to send something in to engage.

❥ Has someone ever ruined an FC or character for you? [Pained smile.]

❦ Has someone been jealous of you? Yes.

❧ Have you ever been jealous of anyone? No.

✖ How has Tumblr RP changed since you started? In ways, it's gotten better. While it's not by a huge margin, the fact that people are generally more enthusiastic at having marginalized characters or characters with these traits added to certain canon characters in their spaces says a lot about where we are in society. I also love that we're more quick to call out weird people and whitewashing. Where I was in Tumblr RP back in 2012-16, you couldn't really imagine much of this since it was kept under horny wraps. People also won't put straight up korn with the p on your feed without their proper tags the way they did back then, so that's a major plus.

♒ Thoughts on the fandom you're currently rping in? If I'm being honest with you, it's just the people that know about Psycho-Pass. LOL.

❣ How salty are you feeling right now? Not at all.

#do i dare eat the peach? ∶ ( dash game. )#do i dare disturb the universe? ∶ ( ooc. )

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puckish-rogue-archive-deux · 5 months

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A list of things that I forget that The Boss canonically owns:

A lighthouse

Four nightclubs

A cola factory

An entire electric utility building

A casino

A wharf

Two factories

A hospital

An airport

An entire blackmarket

#For Reference ⚜︎#I’m More of a Puckish Rogue ⚜ { Headcanons }#Wasn't sure if I should file this under hc or not but eh whatever #Love how real estate is a gameplay mechanic lmfao #That's pretty much a given when you start becoming more of a criminal organization than a street gang.

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puckish-rogue · 3 months

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Tag Dump 2

the squeakquel

#The Fuck You Say? ⚜ { Dash Commentary }#I Embody Every Characteristic of the Egotistic ⚜ { Musings }#For Reference ⚜︎#Professional Bozo ⚜ { Crack Post }#Dash Games ⚜#Drabble ⚜#Wishlist ⚜#Unlimited Gang Works ⚜︎ { Fate Verse }#Patron Saint of Piracy ⚜︎ { One Piece Verse }

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cloudpools · 2 months

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🥒 - Are you thinking about reviving old muses? Who?

MUNDAY MEME || ⚜Accepting⚜

🥒 - Are you thinking about reviving old muses? Who?

I actually don't have any old muses to revive! The gang's all here! I did recently bring Carter back from the depths and added my new muse, Holly! That being said, I have some OCs from a comic that my cousin and I have been writing since we were in 6th grade! Sometimes, I think about adding all those characters to this blog for fun! But I've been on the fence about it (mostly because I don't wanna make profiles/icons for them all LOL)!

#cometcalloway #⚜Out of Water⚜#⚜About the Mun⚜#((Thanks for the ask! I hope you're doing well <3

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cherryeol04 · 11 months

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Looking for RP Partner

💖Intro💖

Hello wonderful people! 👋

I'm looking for some roleplay partners. I don't really have a limit on how many I want to take in or anything, so if you're interested, then let me know in the dms! But before you message me, please kindly read the following notes about me and what I'm looking for. Even if you don't meet all the criteria, I'm more than willing to give you a chance! Though age is a hard requirement that has to be met! Anything with a * next to it is a requirement I’m looking for in a partner.

Most, if not all roleplays will be NSFW

Yes, it'll have some spicy times in it, but it's mostly deemed NSFW because of the themes I like to write.

Dark themes, triggering situations, adult content - everything, of course, will be preplanned with long discussions of triggering topics, hard limits and such.

🔞 Partners must be at least 19+!🔞*

My style is 3rd pov, past tense.

I’m looking for someone who also does 3rd pov, past tense, but I will also accept present tense as well!

Semi to Literate*

I love long replies and I do enjoy giving them as well. However, I understand that sometimes you can't always give long responses, and that's okay too. I just ask no one-liners

Currently looking for MxM pairings and plots!*

I do not stick to one plot!

This just means I'm open to having more than one plot going with many different face claims. So if you would like to plot a pirate au with Hongjoong from Ateez and a wolf au with Chanyeol from EXO, I'm the person for you!

Currently there is no limit for the amount of plots I will do with one person.

I control more than one character

This is different from god-modding

This just means that in our plot, I can (and prefer) to control more than one character. So while my main face claim may be Chan from Stray Kids, I may also play Felix and Seungmin to add a little more substance and character development to the plot.

While I would like for you to also have more than one character, I don’t expect it of you if you’re not comfortable with it.

With regards to NPCs (the barista working at the café they visit, or the random people they meet along the way), either one of us can control them at any time as long as it’s to move the plot along.

Preferred platforms:

Line

Discord

As of right now, I think that's everything. Again, if you're interested, pm me! If you have any questions, also pm me!!

⚜ OC Information ⚜

Age: 25+

Time zone: -5 EST

Work Schedule: Mon-Fri 8-5

Replies may be sporadic throughout the week, with the majority of replies coming in the evening time.

Weekends will bring more replies, unless I have plans with friends/family or I’m on call for work

My face claims are never set. So if you're looking for a specific person, please review the list of face claims I rp and let me know. Otherwise I'll base my face claims on what the plot is.

❣ Preferred Plots, Themes & Genres ❣

Fantasy Au

Omegaverse AU / Wolf Au / ABO Au

Fluff, Romance, Humor

Horror

Dystopian AU

Post-Apocalyptic AU

Academy Au

Boss/Employee AU

College/University AU

Disney Movie AU

Mafia/Gang Au

Magic AU

Pirates AU

Royalty AU

Soulmate AU

Mythology

Tropes:

Arranged Marriage

Class Difference

Exes to Lovers

Fake/Pretend Relationships

First’s (date, kiss, ect.)

Forbidden Love

Male Pregnancy

Polyamory

String of Fate

💫 Face Claims 💫

*There is no specific faceclaim I want at the moment. Most of my face claims will be male. Looking for more Stray Kids plots!!!*** The 🌸 next to the name indicates my preferred face claim from that group.**

EXO

Chanyeol

Baekhyun🌸

Cen

Suho

Sehun

GOT7

Mark🌸

Yugyeom

Nu’est

Minhyun

Ren🌸

Stray Kids

Chan

Hyunjin

Jisung🌸

Seungmin

Minho

Vixx

N🌸

Hongbin

Hyuk

🖋 Writing Samples 🖋

OC Character - Kayden Park

Kayden was overjoyed. He hadn’t thought tulips would grow at this time of the year, but entering the garden he found a wide variety of them, pristine and in full bloom. They were the one flower that Kayden had really hoped would grow because after he read what their meanings were, he knew almost instantly who he wanted to give them to.

Specifically the red tulips.

Some might say he falls too easily and others might say he loves too hard. But in reality, Kayden couldn’t control who he was or how he felt about people. When he found someone he liked, he became attached to them, trying to be as close as possible while nurturing their growing relationship - whatever it might be. Even if that person got on his nerves all the time, or they ended up doing things that very honestly scared him, ending a relationship just wasn’t in Kayden’s vocabulary.

Red tulips symbolize true love, or a soulmate. Kayden had a specific person in mind and while he wouldn’t say it was true love - hell Atreyu could barely stand him in a good - he did think the other was his soulmate. Despite their ups and downs and the multitude of times he was locked out of the dorm and left to fend for himself for the night, Kayden knew that what he had with Atreyu was special - indescribable even.

And while he couldn’t find the words, he knew the flowers would do the best job. So after carefully plucking five of the tulips, he handed back inside and to his room where he had left his roommate. Atreyu had been in one of his moods again, refusing to speak to Kayden, so hopefully the flowers would double as something to cheer him up.

“Atreyu~!” he sang happily as he opened the door, hoping he hadn’t disturbed the other but knowing he probably did. He braced himself to be hit with a pillow or something, even a “go away” in his harsh and icy tone. But when he got no greeting in return, Kayden took a moment to actually look around the room.

It was empty.

And not just in a way that said Atreyu left to go mope somewhere. It was truly empty. The smile on his face slowly fell as he stepped into the room. His bed was made, but it lacked a lived-in feel - as if a maid had come in and just fixed the bed to make it look presentable. The nightstand next to the bed was barren, everything Atreyu had kept there gone.

Kayden didn’t want to jump to conclusions but his mind was already racing. He crossed the space quickly and yanked open the drawers. Barren. Turning, he moved to the closet next and opened it. Nothing. Everything that had belonged to Atreyu was gone.

He was gone.

As Kayden stood there, reality slowly came crashing down as he realized he was alone. No note. No text. No goodbye. He clenched the tulips tightly in his hand before releasing them and letting them drop to the floor.

Stupid.

He had been so stupid and this is what he got.

Silently, Kayden walked over to his bed and sat down on it gingerly, eyes staring blankly ahead.

Alone.

No matter what he did, he was always going to be alone.

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ABO AU - Chan, Jisung, Seungmin, Changbin

Jisung laughed and nodded, pulling back some from the other. “Tonight…supposedly.” He said and shrugged. “But my body has been weird lately, so it may hold off another day. I hope it does cause I wanna be able to spend time with you. It’s been so long.”

Jisung had honestly missed the omega. He hadn’t seen Hyunjin since the night of the attack. The last thing Jisung could recall was rolling on top of Hyunjin to protect him from the blade before calling for help. Chan had told him already that if it weren’t for him, Hyunjin probably would have ended up dying.

So if that meant Jisung suffered from nightmares and a sore side (with a near death experience of his own), then so be it. It was worth it.

He grunted when Felix suddenly tackled them both, hugging them tightly. “Yeah! What Lixie said.” He said and whined. “Felix, my side.” He hissed softly.

Chan watched the three, smiling fondly. He walked over and patted Felix’s head gently. “Come in Lix, be careful with them.” He said gently. “They’re both still healing.”

Seungmin peeked his head out of the kitchen before hiding once more, afraid to face Hyunjin. He felt so guilty still for turning his back on the omega so fast. Things from that had been hectic, chaotic. Feelings were hurt, people were hurt and Seungmin may have chosen the wrong side.

He still fully believed how things were handled was inexcusable and that was mostly on Chan’s part but knowing the other was Hyunjin’s soulmate and seeing first hand what a soulmate bond looked like through Jisung and Minho, Seungmin sort of understood where everyone was coming from. It couldn’t be helped, the attraction.

He wanted to apologize for being such an ass but he was afraid Hyunjin wouldn’t accept it. He didn’t want to cause discourse in the pack because the others seemed so hellbent on getting Hyunjin in the pack and they were happy. He would be happy too, he just wasn’t sure if Hyunjin would be happy around him.

Meanwhile, Changbin made his exit from the kitchen and smiled. “We’ll looky here.” He called. “Chan really did bring us a present.” He teased.

If you have made this far down, thank you so much!!! If you're interested at all in rping, please send me a dm or an ask! I'm looking for long term partners to create beautiful worlds together! 💖

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