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♡ crumpled photographs of me ♡

notes: the first part to the teddy bear series! it stays somewhat in the canon universe of bnha, while hawks still works for the commission. i remember reading a lot of ‘secret relationship with hawks’ fics when i really started to like his character and of course want to add my own silly little contribution.

♪ Now I'm finding knives under the sheets / Crumbled photographs of me ♪

warnings: yandere hawks (more soft tho), reader is very distressed, somewhat dubcon-ish (nothing explicit) but it’s how the reader has to cope with her environment

words: 5.6k

synopsis:

All photographs of you.

Keigo sat on the couch when you walked further into the apartment, just nonchalantly taking pictures out of a photo album from your apartment and crumpling them first before throwing them aside.

“I want these to be filled with only us now, okay? I don’t like thinking that you had a life before me.”

There was a time that you were willing to pose in front of a camera and smile for a picture. You weren’t exactly always prepared for your picture to be taken but you at least knew how to angle your head in a flattering angle and give a little smile that made it seem like you were picture ready. Back then, you preferred your photos taken in private. A few photographer friends would ask to use you as a subject on occasion or on the rare moments that you decided that you needed to update your resume photo, most of your best pictures then were taken in a more controlled environment with someone to guide you.

For a while, you had a small appreciation for film cameras.

There was a nostalgia to getting the film developed and then seeing how the pictures came out with no preview aside from just trusting the lighting through the viewfinder and a little flash.

It was a silly little thing that you enjoyed with him at first, going through stacks of developed pictures and picking out the best ones and laughing at the worst ones. Even if you could never take photos out in the world like a regular couple, you still cherished being able to have this special privilege with the number two Pro Hero, whom the outside world would only know as Hawks but to you he was Keigo Takami. It felt special to be photographed by him and to be the only person in his camera roll.

You had started to feel much differently about that fact when you had decided to end the relationship.

Loving Keigo was a choice that you made, starting a relationship despite the risks that came with dating a Pro Hero was a choice that you made, and walking away from Keigo was the hardest choice you had to make when it proved too difficult to attempt to maintain a normal relationship with him. It was already hard enough with all of his duties that were expected of him on the daily and it was even more difficult trying to circumvent the commission that had trained and raised the beloved winged hero of the country. You wanted to believe that his wings would always shield you from the prying eyes of the outside world and it would block out anything that would come between you.

“We can try harder. I know this is tough on you but please, I want you by my side.” Keigo was gently pleading to you while you avoided his heartbroken gaze. “Don’t you know how crazy I’ll go without you?”

At the time, those words were just a phrase that you didn’t take very seriously.

Thirteen days after the break up, you didn’t think Keigo would be standing in front of you again but with the most eerie gaze you had never seen him sport before. He threw a folder onto the countertop of the kitchen with pictures sliding out easily. Pictures of you that he’d taken in intimate moments, pictures that you agreed to be the subject of when he had brought you to a sexed up high and thought it would just be good fun. “What are these?”

“My favorite pictures of you.”

His tone was so soft yet his gaze on you was so hard. You remember how he slowly looked over the photographs with an intensity that left you unsure what to do. Nudes and sex selfies of yourself had never made you self conscious during the relationship but you worried if this was meant to be some sort of blackmail. Keigo didn’t seem the type for revenge porn but the possibility of it still hurt you.

“You never pose for me anymore, dove. It makes me a little sad. I miss that part of our relationship.”

There was nothing playful or joyful about getting your picture taken anymore. Keigo had ruined that beyond repair. He frightened you into being scared of being photographed by him. Just because you weren’t willing to have your picture taken by him doesn’t mean that you were allowed to deny him however. The first few times you resisted, you were learning about Keigo’s true temper underneath all the easy-going breeziness that was instilled as a means of masking his true intentions.

If you had to take a few measly photos then you’d deal with it, it was just Keigo’s impeccable timing that made you reluctant to cooperate. It was often at times that you weren’t prepared mentally for the task because he insisted on candids. And when he takes a photo with you looking upset, Keigo in turn gets his feelings hurt that the pictures don’t come out like they used to. If you were going to make him happy, you had to gather the mental energy to do so.

Taking photos then and taking photos now was so different.

Thinking about this, your chest tightens and you feel an invisible pressure on you that’s weighed down on you since you were locked away in this luxury apartment.

You remember being escorted through the hallways to the front door of your prison, the men around you hired from the very people who had trained, raised, and invested in the beloved Pro Hero Hawks. It was an agreement that you had no choice but to agree to. It was of no issue to shackle down one quirkless girl to keep their invested project from going rogue.

Your job was simple enough: keep him happy.

Keep him happy and you will be cared for, none of your personal information would be ousted.

They threatened to make you a pariah with just a click of their fingers and all because Keigo didn’t know how to handle a breakup. If you had known that it was going to be the result of falling for Keigo Takami, you would have never looked his way in the first place. You wouldn’t have been lulled by his quick wit and humor, and you would have never unknowingly signed your life away to a Pro Hero that all of the country fawns over. Even though he is the other half of the relationship, the public would immediately take his side because he is someone important and you are not.

When you stepped into the luxury apartment, there were balled up pieces of trash that littered the floor. There was a crinkling that you could hear further down but you were reluctant to investigate at first. Your escorts provided no help, only having done their job and promptly shut the door to your prison. When you picked one piece up, you slowly unfurled it only to find it to be a photograph of yourself a few years ago. It was taken with a group of friends for a going away party for one of them. The next one was of you just lounging in a beach chair and then another was of you captured when you were mid-laugh.

All photographs of you.

Keigo sat on the couch when you walked further into the apartment, just nonchalantly taking pictures out of a photo album from your apartment and crumpling them first before throwing them aside.

“I want these to be filled with only us now, okay? I don’t like thinking that you had a life before me.”

You had a life before him, one that was fulfilling even if it did come with some painful parts. There were regrets and mistakes before but it was your life and you cherished it. Truly you had wanted to fit Keigo somewhere inside your life, tried to realign his piece where you thought it should fit but the two of you were from different worlds. He had an invisible hand hovering above him to tell him how to navigate his world both on the surface and underneath, and you had freedom.

You had freedom but it was dashed away the moment you decided to break things off with Keigo.

He took it away.

These words have rung throughout your mind ever since Keigo locked you into this prison. They weigh heavily on you as you stare out the floor to ceiling windows, looking out towards the other high rises and down to the concrete ground where the civilians, other heroes, and sidekicks walk with no clue that you wished you were among them. It repeats over and over as you scrub yourself underneath the shower spray and lather fancy soaps and shower oils into your skin.

Keigo had gone to his agency upset with you.

He had woken you up with the flash of his camera and it had disturbed you. All he had wanted was just a simple photo of you sleeping, that’s all. The only thing you had to do was just close your eyes and play the part but you turned away with a quiet plea to let you rest. Even with your eyes shut, you must have still looked stressed so you didn’t look the part of a peacefully sleeping girlfriend when Keigo tried to ready the camera for another photo.

The film camera was slammed down on Keigo’s side of the nightstand and he left home without another word.

When he used to take pictures of you sleeping back when you were happy, you’d rouse with a playful ‘fuck off’ but happily pose for Keigo. Now it just felt violating when he tried to recreate what you thought was innocent before. Even with all the disgust you have, it’s still expected of you to do as he wants.

Keigo still wants the relationship to continue on as if you’re not threatened by the safety commission to remain with him, to act like this is all your own will.

You managed to salvage photographs of your old life, it’s the only thing you can hold onto that reminds you that you had freedom and your own will to do things. They’re hidden in your own special place, a little area that you’re sure to never give away because Keigo would be mad that you held onto something of your life before him. Photos of you living your life before Keigo Takami ever came along.

The ruined lines of the pictures make you upset since they were so pristine before but it’s all you have.

Staring at the you in those pictures makes you jealous but then also with pity.

If only she’d known what was in her future. If only you could touch this photo and tell yourself in the past, “Do not fall for the Winged Hero Hawks.”

You can’t allow yourself to wallow though; Keigo will be home soon and you need to put him in a good mood.

So you tuck your old pictures away and go through your walk in closet. There’s a drawer of intimates that are specifically Keigo’s favorites. He appreciated all forms of lingerie on you but his favorites were sheer nighties with the matching colored thongs. So you pluck one out from a drawer and discard the silk robe to dress yourself instead. You build up the mental strength for when Keigo will come back home and you’ll need to do your part to make sure that he’s a happy man.

“Keigo! Ew, what if it comes out ugly! You have to tell me when you’re taking a picture of me!”

“Nonsense baby,” Keigo would chuckle and ready the camera again, “you always look perfect to me.”

You do miss the happy times with Keigo but you couldn’t recreate them anymore after everything that happened.

Inside the apartment you can hear Keigo having just come home so you take in a breath to steel yourself before presenting yourself to him. Taking the film camera on his side of the bed, you hold it in your hands as you walk out to greet Keigo. You try not to be scared when his eyes naturally look to you coming out from the hallway, his eyes drawing up and down before he sees the camera in your hands. “I’m home.” He announces as is the usual custom of any person returning from the outside.

“Welcome back Keigo,” you greet him and slowly pad your way over to him, “thank you for all your hard work today.”

Not that you know what his work always entails now that you know the hero commission is the one that handles many of the biggest cover ups and secrets that are supposed to serve the interest of society. The world of a hero was a much darker place than you had imagined it to be. It was more than just taking down bad guys in the streets and being a symbol of protection; there were dirty and bloody secrets kept at bay to keep the image of hero pristine.

You are one of them after all, a dirty secret to keep the number two hero happy and compliant to work under the commission.

“What’s all this?” Keigo asks with a touch of wariness but also an excitement that you’ve learned to recognize in your time together with him. He’s shrugging off his jacket after dispersing his feathers off and discarding his gloves as you approach, some of his feathers tickling your face as they float around you when you get close enough to him. “Lovebird?”

Keep your composure. Make him happy.

“I… I’m really sorry about this morning Kei. I was just in a bad mood and I took it out on you. Lemme make it up to you?” You ask in your sweetest voice. You reach one hand up to take off his glasses and headphones, setting them aside on the most nearby surface before brushing your hand through his feathery hair.

Waiting with bated breath, you wonder if he’ll be happy or if he’ll still be upset.

When he turns his face to kiss your palm, you’re relieved that it will go in a good direction.

“You really hurt my feelings this morning but I forgive you. You’re so lucky that I love you so much.” He forgives you, adoration shining in his eyes but you can see the twisted affection that’s mixed in as well. It does not sit well with you, it stirs uncomfortably in your stomach, but you can not fight him nor could you run away.

You agreed to this after all, to be his caged bird and let him believe that this life was the best for you.

Taking him by the wrist, you walk with him past the windows that overlook the city. The city that he protects, the city that you wished to be a part of again. You guide him to the bedroom where you’ve set up for what looks like a romantic date. There’s flower petals sprinkled onto the bed and candles lit, two wine glasses sit on a fancy wooden tray along with the wine bottle.

It almost looks like you’re on a honeymoon.

“Oh lovebird, all this for me? This is why you’re the sweetest.”

God, you wish you could just smash that glass over his head and run out the door. You wished there was some place you could hide and never be found. You wished that Keigo used to be his normal self before this.

You hand him his glass and clink yours against his, taking a sip to at least make you a bit more relaxed so that you could give him what he wants. “Easy baby, don’t drink too fast.” He reminds you after sipping and swirling the red in his glass. But you need to do this fast, get this over with so that you can rest as peacefully as you can.

“Sit on the bed for me, drink it slowly okay.”

Keigo sets down his glass on the wooden tray and readies the camera towards you. You had a friend that would take boudoir photo shoots, you’d attended with them before to watch them direct the model to look sultry and sensual. Thinking back on the memories, you can hear their guiding voice as you pose for the first photo.

The wine glass is emptied and your mind is fuzzy already, you’re grateful that you’re a lightweight. All you needed was just that first glass to get through the excruciating start. It makes it easier to do all this, tilting your head a certain way, posing your hand against your lips, lifting the sheer skirt of the mighty to tease with a flash of the pretty lace underneath. At one point your glass is refilled and you’re grateful that more alcohol will make it easier on your poor, stressed mind.

Photo after photo taken until Keigo is satisfied.

“Fuck baby, you turn me on so much. I’m glad we did this.”

Strangely enough, you’re turned on too but you believe that it’s the wine that makes your head swim with desire. Your drunk mind sees Keigo’s glass that he hasn’t bothered to pick back up and drink, mindlessly reaching and going for a third glass for the evening. There’s too much enthusiasm in how you attempt to polish off Keigo’s drink, a drop of the wine dripping down and then falling onto the sheer nightie. “Ah baby, slow down. You got some on you.” Keigo chastises you lightly.

Keigo takes away the glass along with the tray off the bed. Wiping at your mouth with the back of your hand, you lick off the traces of wine first before looking down and sighing down at the single drop of red wine. You lick at your thumb and see if you can rub the spot off even though you know that it needs to be treated with club soda first before giving it a wash.

“Baby, let’s get that off you alright? Can’t have you wearing this now.” Keigo’s hands are gentle as he slips the nightie off of you and a few feathers carry it to the laundry basket inside the walk-in closet. More feathers slowly separate from his wings but fall gently down on top of your body as you lie back. They tickle you and feel so soft as they land on top of your skin. With the wine in your system and your inhibitions lowered, you look exactly how he’s wanted you to when taking photos.

Soft and vulnerable, almost close to the person you used to be before you became a prisoner.

All that’s missing was the love in your eyes but he’ll settle for your stupid, drunk gaze at this moment.

“God, you drive me wild… you know that right? I thought about you all day,” Keigo mutters more to himself but you manage to catch his words, “I was so mad at first. I just want us to be happy but you’re so much more difficult these days. I do everything for you and I can’t believe how ungrateful you were!”

Your eyes watch as a feather takes position in his hand and recognize how it hardens to a sharpened edge. His feathers are soft but they can cut through stone like butter if he willed it. It’s held close to your neck and you instinctively cower from it. You’ve never seen his feathers do any harm and you wouldn’t like to know what it would feel like. “I’m sorry… I said I was sorry!” You start to sniffle, “Keigo, I’m sorry…”

His anger melts away and then suddenly he’s dropped himself on top of you with the feathers softly dropping by your head. His head nuzzles into the crook of your neck and he grips the bedsheets right by your head. This is what it’s like with Keigo now, to stand on your tiptoes around him and be ready for any mood swing he has. And he seems to only have two: either insanely lovesick or just resentfully in love with you.

You’re not comfortable with either but you know which one you would rather deal with.

When he barges into your personal space and nuzzles you with affection even when you don’t want to be touched, you’d prefer that over when he’s disappointed in you. That when he gives you the cold shoulder and he gazes at you with a lot of love and just as much disgust when you don’t act right, it’s more stressful to make up with him and make him happy with you again.

Because in the end that’s what you are there for.

It’s what the hero commission demanded of you.

Make Hawks happy and keep him happy.

So you hold Keigo close to you, your hand curling to the nape of his neck while the other rubs circles over his back. Your touch makes him melt and you hear a happy little sigh from him that it’s almost relieving to hear. When you feel his lips press to the pulse of your neck, you turn your head so that Keigo has more access to do as he pleases. The wine makes it easier for you to allow this to happen but it also makes you a bit more sensitive. He elicits sounds out of you that you aren’t sure yourself are acting from your end or genuine. Because Keigo has a talent for blurring the lines for you.

Underneath the fear you have for him, there’s still a bare string of love that hasn’t died. Love for him that he doesn’t deserve with what he’s done to you, but it remains even when you cry in your prison.

You tell yourself that relying on that last shred of affection of who Keigo used to be is what will be your survival tactic.

“Wanna kiss you, c’mon.” Keigo is capturing your lips before you have a chance to say anything. It’s not like you’d have the option to say no to him anyway. The wine in your bloodstream makes you a little lazy, just letting yourself receive his kisses rather than show equal enthusiasm. But your hands wander up his arms, touching his shoulders before sliding down to a zipper that lies at the back of his shirt.

This part is familiar to you as it is to him.

It’s an easy chore for him to move his feathers out the way when he either dresses or undresses himself. It’s what comes with having a quirk like his and it’s not something he’s had to think about at this point in his life. You pull the zipper down from the back and Keigo does the work of undressing the top half of his body, shrugging his arms out the sleeves before tossing the shirt aside. One hand presses into the space beside your head, the other hand taking yours right at his belt buckle. “Undo it for me.”

Your fingers are a little clumsy but you complete the task, pulling his belt from the loops and tossing it off the bed.

“This is yours, I’ve been waiting to give it to you.” Keigo mutters lowly as he smooths his hand over the print of where his cock lies. “Do you deserve it though? After making me mad this morning?”

You don’t want to be reminded of how upset he was nor do you want him to bring it up. You’re doing what you’re supposed to; being soft and compliant, wearing the clothes he wants, and just trying to avoid making him angry. The wine, the camera, and lingerie are all for his pleasure and none of yours.

“Is this… not enough?” you ask, your mind struggling to find the words at first, “You’re not happy that I did this?”

You’re given a gentle smile and he chuckles, like he thinks you’re being silly. His hand cups at your breast, the pad his thumb ghosting over your nipple and awes how it hardens under his touch. He says nothing to your question, he’s allowed to not answer your questions but you have to answer every one of his.

So when he asks, “You want me happy, right?”

You reply, “Yes, I want you to be happy.”

Keigo tells you, “Say you’re mine and that you love me.”

You have to repeat, “I’m yours and I love you.”

Keigo melts over your words and for now, it smothers the scary glint in his eyes that you’re too wary of. He’s sick on whatever his version of love is for you and you need to make him happy. The tip of your finger draws along the lace of the panties you still wear, catching his attention and a lustful groan breaches his lips. “‘M horny Kei… want you.” you mutter.

“Yeah? Can you show me? Go back to the pillows and show me, okay?”

You crawl towards the headboard where all the soft pillows lay. He doesn’t see how you’re blinking to get your bearings in order, flopping against the pillows and opening your legs for him. Pulling the panty to the side with one hand, you shudder as you drag a finger against your pussy and keep your eyes lowered rather than on him.

One finger teases into you as you hear Keigo unzip his pants, deciding to discard the rest of his clothes and he wraps his hand around his cock. He slowly strokes himself while his eyes are trained in between your legs.

Keigo watches as you finger yourself for him, drinking in all the whines that you yourself are unsure are for his entertainment or if you actually are enjoying yourself. Because it does feel good to finger yourself but it’s only being done since you had to make it up to him. There is no such thing anymore as Keigo apologizing to you for when you’re upset.

“Baby, you are such a pretty thing.” He mutters more to himself than to you. A feather floats into his hand and he crawls towards you. Just like before, the feather suddenly sharpens and you become scared. Your body seizes and you’re about to beg Keigo to not hurt you but he shushes you before anything is said.

He slices off the panty you were wearing, careful not to knick you and pulls the flimsy little thing off you easily.

You’re relieved when the feather softens and it drops gently to the top of the bed.

“Why were you scared?” Keigo asks, his tone of voice hard and his eyes narrowing at you.

Oh god, maybe you shouldn’t have drunk all that whine to relax you. You stutter over your words, speaking before your mind can actually produce a thought. “I thought you were gonna punish me…”

“Punish you?”

You nod your head dumbly, “‘Cause I made you mad today. You were right to be mad. I made you mad.”

A few tense seconds pass.

His hands are gentle as he rests them on your thighs, his touch reassuring and he coos over you. “You are such a good little bird. What did I do to deserve you?” He asks, pulling your hand towards his lips so he can suck the slick off your fingers.

You don’t deserve me. You took me away from my life.

“I um… don’t know. I’m just me.”

“And that’s all you have to be. You don’t have to think or do anything for yourself anymore. Just be you.” Keigo states for you. He moves to lie on his stomach, making himself comfortable as he starts to lick at your pussy with his hands resting on your lower belly. He does it gently, he’s always done it gently first before he gets more enthusiastic, working you up until you end up a whiny mess.

The sounds you make as he eats you out are real. They’re not made from an intention to lull him to a sense of calm; they are actually real. Keigo has always been genuine in wanting you to feel good, it’s where he puts most of his heart into. Everything else has changed but him wanting you to still enjoy sex has remained the same. He’s a giver in this sense but you can’t forget how much he’s taken from you.

“Oh god… oh fuck…” you whisper, one of your hands tangling in his hair and the other grasping his hand. Your hips shift in want, writhing and grinding onto him as you get closer and closer to that peak.

If only this were like before everything had changed. Before he locked you away with all your rights taken away. As giving as he was, even if you hadn’t planned to break up with him, would he have taken away your life eventually? Done it little by little until it was too late to notice?

If you could fight him, you would.

“Oh fuck, I need you right now. So badly, you want me too right?”

But you let him take from you in order to live another day. To keep your sanity in check, you pretend when he kisses you that it’s the old Keigo that used to make you feel safe. He brings you to that high even though your mind is swimming. Your head is in a daze and you’re drunk and dying for him to let you reach that peak of heaven.

He drags you by your hips to pull you closer to him. Keigo wants to be in missionary and your brain rattles a little inside your skull. You’re drunk, whining as you attempt to focus your gaze, feeling feathers on the bed and just wanting to rest now at this point. You haven’t done much but you never have much energy these days when your mind is so stressed out. “Keigo. Kei, ‘m dizzy…”

“It’s okay, I won’t be too rough then.”

He leans down to give you a little peck before readying himself before you. The tip pushes in and you groan, feeling how he shallowly thrusts into you, like he’s teasing and making you want it. You’re not sure if you do but you have to act like it for him. So you beg him in the way that he likes, your voice a little pitched and breathless, telling him that you’re aching to be full of him. Missed you, I missed you, I miss you.

“Okay dove, okay. I’m here, see? Feel me here?” Keigo punctates the last word, sharply pushing himself into you with a grunt. He’s sheathed fully inside and he’s absolutely lovesick all over again as he looks down at you. “You miss me?”

I miss the old you.

“Mm-hmm… don’t leave me. Stay here.” you beg of him.

Words you used to say to him before everything changed. When you and him would make love before and you knew that he had to go back to the outside, you’d beg him so much to stay another day with you. To leave all the work to his sidekicks and make another sex video or take nude photos to put away in a secret box. Your head replays old memories of before as Keigo fucks you slowly, the sensual way in how he moves his hips into you making your eyes roll to the back of your head and you realize that you’re not acting anymore in the moment. “I’m about to cum, I’m gonna cum!”

He’s brought you to heaven in this hell.

Keigo tells you to keep cumming for him, rocking harder into you, cursing how good you feel around him and praising you for being such a wonderful little thing for him.

Your mind goes blank, voice catching in your throat, and your toes curl.

And then he’s rough, fucking hard into your cunt to meet you where you’re at.

Even after everything, Keigo still is beautiful to you as he cums. His eyes get lidded, the sounds he makes have the butterflies fluttering in you, and you can pretend for just a few seconds that it used to be like before. He used to drop down next to you, breathless but happy, and you’d revel in the short time you had together with him before you had to return to the daily routine of maintaining the life you built.

But now all you have is time to do nothing and all you are is just a bird in a cage.

“I just want a comfortable life for you. I love you, you don’t have to do anything.”

He claims to love you.

That’s why he didn’t like it when you broke up with him, because he says he loves you. That’s why he had to get the commission involved, because he was too heartbroken to continue his hero duties and obsessed even harder over you. That’s why he wants to erase any life you had before him and just fill it with him only in the same way only you consume his thoughts.

Just Keigo.

The high of an intense orgasm has you gasping for breath, almost emotional as you hiccup and tears come to your eyes, and you don’t know where all these emotions are coming from. You try to stop crying because you’re scared Keigo will take it the wrong way. He needs to be happy, it’s why you put yourself through all that.

“Shh baby, it’s okay. You were so good.” Keigo hushes to you without coupling with his usual tender touches. You wipe at your tears, looking up at him just in time to see the camera poised in his hand.

Flash!

A few days later, you look at the photos that were taken of you from that night. Your stomach burns uncomfortably as you look at the pictures, unable to recognize the girl in them knowing fully well that it was you photographed. The very last was Keigo’s favorite, the one of you with tears on your face and looking… beautiful actually.

You look at the photo, admiring it briefly before you turn it over.

For a while the camera goes missing. Keigo finds it later hidden inside your drawer of underwear, but he decides to let it go. All the pictures he took were accounted for, which was what mattered more to him.

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“WE ARE M・T・T・B” - Chapter 9

📍 HAMA House - Living Room

Kaede: Good work yesterday, everyone!

Toi: It was super lovely~! Did you come see us at the tournament, chief?

Kaede: Yeah, I secretly went to cheer you guys on. Ryui came along as well.

Toi: My Dear Brother!? But I told him he didn’t have to come since he looked so busy with work...!

Kaede: I was so moved by the last cat pose at the end… Just remembering it brings a tear to my eye…

Muneuji: Thank you, Chief. We also had a wonderful experience.

Kaede: I see…, that’s wonderful. *Sniffle*… I need a tissue…

Kiroku: Chief…you r-really…cry e-easily…

Kaede: S-sorry guys, I got caught up in the moment…*Sniffle*. So I was thinking, since you guys came home so late last night and were probably exhausted, we didn’t have a chance to eat together so―

Kaede: How about we go out for a celebration dinner right now? I want to show everyone my appreciation.

Kaede: And of course, it’ll be my treat.

Ten: Oh sweet. I’m down if you’re paying~

Muneuji: Thank you for your consideration. Of course, we’ll all partake.

Toi: Yep!

Kiroku: Ye…Yeah…

Kaede: Then it’s settled! Let me just send Chihiro the details―

Chihiro: OMG, you guys! dazzle and Spinel are, like, totally blowing up right now!

Kaede: What’s wrong Chihiro? Is something up?

Chihiro: Look at this!

Kiroku: A video…from yesterday’s…compe…tition…?

Muneuji: Is this a clip of our dance?

Chihiro: Yeah, for real! Check out these views!

Ten: Would you look at that…it’s really doing numbers, huh~ Crazy…the views are still shooting up as we speak too.

Kaede: Wow, the trending topics on SNS are all about your team, the dance, and your masks too…!

Toi: Look, Kiro-chan! There’s a bunch of pictures of people trying to make their own cat masks!

Kiroku: T-they all…look…r-really…nice.

Chihiro: I know, right!? And guess what, the vids of our dance in the competition are poppin’ up everywhere too. …..Even the celebes are gettin’ in on it….!

Kaede: This…This might become a social phenomenon…!

Chihiro: Ehehe, hearin’ that from Chiefy makes Chii real happy!

Chihiro: We might not have won top place, but it looks like we’re about to become the top trendy squad! With this fame, nailing that promise to Prez will be a piece of cake! Killin’ two birds with one stone~!

Kaede: (Now that you mention it, I do remember him saying something like that on stream…)

Chihiro: We’ve had our ups and downs, but dancing with this squad was like, the most fun ever!

Chihiro: Chii’s picks were spot on! We definitely have to dance together again~!

Muneuji: Of course, I’d love to if the opportunity arises.

Toi: Let’s have fun next time too! Right, Kiro-chan? ♪

Kiroku: Y-yeah…

Chihiro: Ten-cham, you too, right!?

Ten: Well, if I feel like it I guess.

Chihiro: Yippee! Hey Chiefy, you wanna join us too?

Kaede: Nono, I’ll pass… I’m just an average guy.

Chihiro: Oh c’mon, don’t be shy~♪ We gotta do it someday!

Chihiro: Ahaha! Anyway, Chii’s stomach is grumbling and growling right now. How ‘bout we hit up some BBQ?

4 people: Agreed!

Chihiro: Woohoo! ‘Kaykay, let’s go-go-go, everyone!

#18trip translation #18trip #event story #we are mttb

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xekutozoren · 4 months

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Kingdom Hearts x Shugo Chara Mash Up!

Following on from the Amuto inspired princess carry Aquaroth pic from a while back, I had this random idea to doodle Aqua and some others basing the poses off Shugo Chara screenshots.

-cough cough, I realised a bit too late the initial Aqua profile drawing wasn't done and just went lazy mode on that one, forgive me-

It's my first time drawing a lot of them so pls be gentle with me. ><"

I decided to just put the gifs alongside still frames bc I can't animate. So, you can just imagine it with me~

This anime was a big part of my childhood and a guilty pleasure of mine, I suppose - it has all the shoujo vibes that I enjoyed as a kid. (and still do now with certain things ( •̀ ω •́ )✧ )

This is not meant to be a KH/FF themed Shugo Chara AU (*￣;(￣ *)

As in, I'm not making an entire universe where the KH/FF characters replace the Shugo Chara ones and they have their own story or something. I just liked the cinematography of the first opening and wanted to do something with it.

That being said, I do see connections with Aqua and Amu; that whole thing of what you're expected to be and who you really want to be. Aqua, of course, always drowning in her own wishes to be "the good, responsible one".

But...yeah! This was fun. >w< Some of my art I'm just like ._. but oh well.

I apologise if it made no sense, hahaha

I'm definitely going to be doing some more Amuto scenes from this anime with Aquaroth in a similar style so if you're keen on that, stay tuned >w>

Anyway, thanks for indulging me as usual. Hope you found this fun/interesting(?) idk ♪(´▽｀)

Credits

Kingdom Hearts and Final Fantasy belong to Square Enix

Shugo Chara belongs to Peach Pit

MMD backgrounds by Desperative, amiamy111 and redRevolutionnaire

Opening video subs by Formula Subs (I wanted to use a clean version of the SC Opening but couldn't find one, and it doesn't seem it was ever licensed on DVD outside of Japan, unfortunately

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magic-mao · 5 months

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Male Protagonist

Day 7🍒 Isara Mao

Author's Note: I’m so behind on es nsfw month but better late than never🔥🔥 I will definitely be on time for Mao day to deliver to the MaoPs🤌

Summary: You catch the Student Council President slacking off on his work by reading a manga, but the manga isn't just any manga—it's a hentai manga!

Word Count: 3.2k+🤯

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"Yo President~♪ you in here?"

You asked, entering the student council room without knocking and unannounced. You knew that since it was well after school hours, only the Student Council's workaholic President, Isara Mao, would be the only one inside, so there wouldn't be a need for you to knock. When you stepped inside, you shut the door and caught him sitting at his desk reading a manga whereas a stack of paper was pushed to the corner of his desk.

A grin appeared on your face as Yumenosaki Academy's Student Council President was slacking off. He was reading his manga with such focus that he didn't realize you were approaching the desk until your shadow passed over him and took the manga from his grasp. "Oooh the President is slacking off~ ♪" You teased.

"Aah! P-Producer?!" As soon as the manga was taken from his hands, his eyes opened. Trying to grab the manga that you had stolen from him, he leaped out of his seat. There was a blush spreading across his startled face, and it became clear that he was desperate to get his manga back.

"Man, what is the President reading that is causing him to slack off?" You inquired and began flipping the pages. In all honesty, you weren't interested in what manga he was reading, presuming it to be a copy of the most recent edition of his favorite manga series; he had mentioned that the next volume would soon be available in bookstores. You wanted to play around with him because, even though you had previously stolen his manga, you had never seen him act so desperate to get it back—the mangas he read were just boring shounen with an overpowered main character.

"W-Wait! Don't—!" He cried out and leaned more of his body over his desk to grab the manga, but you ignored his repeated warnings and moved away from the desk, continuing to turn the pages.

By chance, you landed on a page that showed a male and female character having sex. Smaller panels showed the female character sucking the male character's dick, hair getting pulled, and coming all over her face that formed an ahegao expression. It was then that you realized he wasn't reading the latest manga from his favorite series, but rather some hentai manga. Your eyes glazed over as you spotted Mao's everlasting blush, his face turning a deep red that nearly matched the hue of his maroon hair. When you turned back to the panels and turned to a different page at random, you saw that the female character was riding the male character and pushing his face into her considerably large breasts.

Perhaps you should have knocked on the door instead of storming into the student council room to avoid having to go to bed, knowing that Yumenosaki Academy's Student Council President likes reading this kind of material, but what fun would that be? You have discovered that Mao is just like any other teenage boy who keeps a stash of erotic manga under his bed. "Isara-kun, wow. I had no idea you were into this sort of thing. How perverted~" You kept turning the pages, watching as the male character became submissive at the hands of the female character.

Huh, this reminds you of someone...

Mao genuinely wished that the floor would split open and swallow him. Not only was he tucked away in the student council room after school, reading hentai, but you caught him in the middle of it.

"Geeze Isara-kun, ease up ~♪ This is vanilla compared to the freaky stuff I've read." You turned the manga over to look at the cover and assumed him. The female character was drawn on the cover in a suggestive pose that highlighted her already obvious big tits. ... what? Did you just admit to him that you absorb less tame hentai content than the one he's reading?

He blinked at the realization but said nothing more, not knowing how to respond or what to say next as his heart wouldn't stop pounding in his chest. "Haah~" With a sigh, you set the manga down on the desk and walked over to the frozen Mao. You spun his chair around so that he faced you and his back was to the door. You swung your leg over to straddle his lap and grabbed him by his green tie to pull his face close to yours. Leaning in close to whisper, you leaned into his ear and asked "Do you always read porn in here, knowing you won't get caught, you pervert?" Mao shudders when you lick the shell of his ear, squeezing his eyes shut.

"N-No!" He choked out. Your hands move to undo the buttons on his white shirt, and Mao begins to react. "H-Hey!" He gasped, clutching your wrists to prevent you from unbuttoning his shirt past his collarbone. "W-What are you doing?" He sat up straight by placing his feet firmly on the ground.

"You should undress because you're very red and you're sweating," you explained in a casual tone, pulling your head away from his ear to face him directly. You acted like you hadn't been trying to get in his pants.

"But I'm not wearing anything under!" He cried out. You stared at him, unamused.

"Okay, and?" Both of your hands cupped his cheeks, pulling him into an unplanned kiss as you did so. "Mmph~!" You withdrew from kissing him, taking away his breath and leaving him dumbstruck. Once more, you dipped in, parting your lips and nudging him with your tongue to get him to part them. You give him a slight tilt of your head to deepen the kiss and lock lips once he parts them. They were smooth and warm against yours, and you could feel them quivering as he tried to keep up.

"Mmm-mmph~" When you bit his lower lip, he let out a needy moan. His arms wrapped around your waist to move your body closer. As you withdrew, a strand of saliva connected to your lips this time. Leaning to lick his lips, the string broke.

You panted, "Mao." He swallows hard when he hears the sound of his name coming from your panting. "Does that hentai have a sequel where the female character is fucking the male character in the student council room?" You seductively licked your lips.

"Huh? N-No?" He gulped, "That isn't mine though..." He said in a shaky tone.

"Oh, that's unfortunate~♪" You return for a third kiss, giving him no time to process what you just said. You explored his mouth with your tongue as it rolled out of yours. He squeezed his eyes shut, gripped your hips, and melted at the sensation of your tongue moving in his mouth. Without warning, you go to ground your hips against his, and he moans in your mouth as his nails dig into your hips; if you hadn't been wearing your white shirt, there would have been visible crescent marks.

It didn't require too much grinding for you to know he was turned on and hard as you felt his hard-on against you. He wasn't the only one in this situation who was turned on as you rubbed your intimate areas together, you felt yourself getting wetter with every cute and strangled noise and moan he let out into your mouth.

"F-Fuck~!" He whimpered, breathless, and threw his head back when you took your lips off of him after French kissing him. You hurried to take off his shirt as you turned your focus back to unbuttoning it. After the buttons were undone, his pale and unblemished skin was nearly exposed. You assisted him in removing the shirt, which was shrugged off his shoulders and hanging over his forearms.

You kissed every inch of his chest, reaching up to his collarbones, where your tongue sucked lightly. You kept gridding him. "Aa-aah, m-more!" You did as he asked and applied more pressure to his collarbone, causing the skin to turn red around your wet lips. Then you bit down on his neck, sucking it and leaving him with a hickey to take care of, reminding him of the time you made him feel overwhelmed with pleasure.

After leaving him a lingering kiss on his neck, you slide off his lap and take pride in your work. Isara Mao's was left a needy mess, desiring more from you. He was blushing red and gasping for air, and his hair was all over the place. The yellow clip that was pinning his bangs back had some strange escape, either sticking up or sticking against his sweating forehead. His clothes were disheveled also as his uniform shirt was only halfway on and his pants had an evident bulge. you helped him get out of the chair and rolled it away from the desk that you had pressed his back against to start another passionate kiss. His hardon was nudged by a knee that was slid between his legs. You then swiftly unbuckled his belt and slid his pants to expose his black boxers. He murmured your name out as he glanced down. You touched his cock and the slit leaked out pre-cum, dampening against his boxes, as you rubbed your finger over a wet spot in the middle of his boxes. "Aww~♪ any longer, you would've come!" A coy smile appeared on your face as you teased.

"I-I'm glad I didn't." With a whimper, he ran a trembling arm through your hair. He didn't know what he would do if he came solely from some grinding. This was humiliating enough ~! Then you dipped your fingers into his boxer's waistband and pulled it down to expose his cock. The student council's president was startled when you put your hand around it. You used your thumb and index finger to stroke his cock. Rubbing the cockhead and swiping with your thumb and index finger at the slit where the pre-cum had leaked out.

"S-Shit--aaaahh." He cried out, with his head lolling back and his hand tightly gripping the edge of the desk until his knuckles turned white. After that, you sink onto your knees and give his cock an experimental lick. "Nngh~!" His heart raced and he bit his lip in an attempt to stop himself from making more embarrassing noises, but it was ineffective because he let out a sinful moan that happens when you suck cock.

As you sucked him off, your hands gripping his thighs for support as you sucked him off. Mao grabbed your face with unsteady hands and pushed you to take him in deeper. Your moans of getting face-fucked applied pressed on his cock and caused him to near his release. He guided your head and you played with his thighs. Mao's cock began to twitch and he whined.

"Oh f-fuck! I'm close~!" You take in more from him by sucking more deeply and hollowing out your cheeks. As he approached his climax, it wouldn't take long for him to release a choked sob and tug your hair. Before he came, he called your name and attempted to remove you from his cock, but you swatted his hands away and allowed him to come in your mouth. He came with a mewl and filled your mouth with his release after you have him one last suck.

He blurted, stuck in the hazy state from the ecstasy of his orgasm, "Ah! You don't have to swallow it. You can spit it out." But you didn't. You licked your lips at any excess come as you swallowed his release. You cupped his cheeks and drew him into a kiss, parting your lips, and let him taste himself as your tongue brushed against his mouth. He trembled against you and moaned softly. After you kissed him and tasted his own come, he became hard again.

"You're still hard?" " You withdrew from his lips as his cock rubbed at your thigh, staring into his green eyes.

"Yes..." He sheepishly replied with an arm rubbing his neck. Your hands ran through his hair in search of the yellow clip to undo and let his long bangs fall over his face, nearly hiding his eyes once you unpinned his hair.

"Anyway, time to let you live out your hentai protagonist fantasy~♡"You led him back to the chair, where you forced him to sit while you undid your uniform. You straddled his lap once more after getting undressed, but this time you lined his cock to the entrance of your pussy.

He sat up straight, his cock brushing against your seductively wet entrance as he remembered something. "W-Wait! Open the bottom draw." Mao asked, and you complied. You looked at him curiously when you pulled the draw open and noticed a tiny bottle of clear lubricant.

"Wow, the Student Council President gets freaky in here~," You remarked in a flirty tone, winking at him. `

He sputtered, "What? No! That's been in there since my first year!" He clarified so as not to lead you to believe that he uses the student council room for sexual endeavors, either by himself or with others.

"Oh, so either Sakuma-senpai or Tenshouin-senpai keeps a bottle of lube in the bottom drawer of the desk? I wonder who..." It hardly took long for you to guess who put the lube in the draw.

"Sakuma-senpai." You and Mao said at the same time. Sakuma Rei literally went through a bad boy phase a few years ago, which is more believable than Tenchoushin Eichi putting the lube in the draw. It is impossible to see Tenshouin receiving any action. Perhaps Wataru, but it doesn't seem like he would fuck Tenshouin in the student council room.

You took the bottle of lube he handed you, squirted some on your fingers, and inserted two fingers into your pussy to stretch yourself. "Aaagh~!" You whimpered out, and Mao let out a shaky breath when he saw the hot sight of you fingering your pussy. When you felt your finger brush against a sensitive spot, you threw your head back and arched you back, aiming to hit that spot one more time until you pulled your fingers out of your wet heat. With the excess lube mixed with the slick wetness from your pussy, you lathered his cock with it. His cock twitches in your grasp as you guided him into your pussy.

"I-I wonder who was the one that fucked S-Sakuma-senpai? Aaah~" You inhaled before sinking down on his cock, groaning at the stretch. Mao whimpers when he feels you clench around him and wraps his arms around your hips.

"Please don't talk about our senpais." He cups a hand around your cheek to look directly into your eyes. "J-Just focus on me~♡" He pressed a kiss against your lips and you threw your arms around his neck, lifting your hips and slamming back down his cock, taking him in deeper.

"Nngh~! Oh god!" You whimpered when you felt him bottom out. "W-Who knew the Student Council President could say that while balls deep inside me~♪" Even while having sex, you wouldn't stop teasing him, and that made him let out a whine.

"Don't." You stopped as he gasped out. You stopped your teasing because you weren't sure if you had gone too far. Despite his people-pleaser tendencies, his willingness to accept people throwing their work at him, and not showing his true feelings, you know he can be pushed to the brink, and you were afraid you might push him too far.

As you and he both panted, he looked into your eyes with a desperate expression on his face. He swallowed his saliva before pleading out, "Don't call me Student Council President o-or Isara, please call me by my name, Mao." He stammered, and then he pushed you against his cock, stretching your pussy with every thrust.

"Fuck it! M-Mao~♡" You cried aloud, rocking your hips as you felt Mao's cock brushing every part of you until he reached the spot that made you melt and feel the stars from when you were earlier picking at yourself. "Aaaah-!" As you continued to move up and down, chasing to hit that bundle of nerves, your hands moved down to rest on his shoulders.

"S-Shit, M-Mao, I'm close~!" When he struck that spot, you clenched around him and meowed out.

"Me too-!" You clenched around his cock and he cried out your name. "I-I love you!" you cried as you two chased your orgasms.

Something in Mao made him pull you into a kiss and cry out, "I love you too!" while opening his mouth to let his tongue slide across your lips and brush against your tongue. You both feel the pleasure rising as you moan into each other's mouths and then, with a final hit against your G-spot, you both come. You came all over his cock, and his cock spurted his release deep into your pussy.

Even after you had your orgasm, you kept grinding your hips into his, enjoying the slippery feeling of your slick come on his cock as it made bouncing up and down easier. His come dribbled out of your pussy and onto his lap and the chair. When you felt too stimulated, you finally pulled off and sat in his lap, resting your head on his shoulder. Other than you and Mao panting to catch your breath after the dizzy orgasm, the Student Council room was quiet.

"D-Did you mean that when you said you love me?" Mao exhaled and ran a hand over his wet bangs, unsure whether if your confession was genuine.

You smiled at him, planted a chaste kiss on his lips, and stroked his flushed cheeks."Of course, I love my Mao~♡" He was starstruck.

You basked into each other's embraces for a while and then went to redress yourself before you had sex. As he was buttoning his shirt up, you sat on the edge of the desk, reading the discarded manga that led to you having this sexual endeavor with him. Mao went over and stepped in between your legs. "Hey Mao, I noticed something interesting in this porno."

After spending some time basking in each other's embraces, you got dressed before you even engaged in having sex. You read the abandoned manga that was the root cause for you to engage in this sexual endeavor with him while he was buttoning up his shirt. Mao approached you and stepped in between your legs. "Hey Mao, I noticed something interesting in this porno."

"Every male character from every hentai I've read, including this." You showed your lover the page that caught your attention by turning the book around. "The male character has his bangs completely covering his eyes!" The main character was drawn on the page with his bangs indeed covering his eyes.

"Yeah, so?" Yes, he did notice that shared characteristic, but he had no idea where you were going with it.

With your index finger, you gestured for him to come closer, "Well~" You unclipped the yellow hair clip he put back in moments ago to make his bangs fall in front of his eyes. "If you take that clip out from pinning your bangs back, maybe your hair will be long enough to cover your eyes and then you'll be able to live out a hentai protagonist's fantasy more often!" Mao blushed a deep red color again when you shared that piece of information.

He cried out your name in embarrassment. "P-Producer?!"

#esxreadernsfwmonth2024 #mao isara smut #isara mao smut #enstars smut #ensemble stars smut #ensemble stars x reader smut #mao smut

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★ Main Story | Act 13 - Budding Spring | Chapter 11 - Pause & Pose

Citron: 《It seems that there are no problems regarding this matter.》

Personnel: 《Understood. Well then, there is one more thing I’d like to discuss--.》

Personnel: 《Actually, ever since your activities have become more widely known about to the general public, Citronia-sama, interest in foreign culture and arts has been growing.》

Personnel: 《There is a proposal that the country should take this opportunity to invite performances from abroad.》

Citron: 《I think that’s a wonderful idea. I will talk it over with my father.》

Personnel: 《If that’s the case, I will make putting together a rough outline my number one priority.》

Citron: 《I’ll be keeping an eye out for promising theater companies and other groups on my end.》

Personnel: 《Thank you very much for doing so. I will have a rough outline ready in time for the International Arts Festival, so please wait until then.》

Citron: 《Regarding that… please put the status of my attendance on hold due to scheduling circumstances.》

Personnel: 《Would you like someone else to attend in your place? His Majesty also said that this would be a good opportunity to promote Zahra to places abroad…》

Citron: 《No, if we do participate, I would be the person most suited for it… but I’m currently tied up with some other things. Please just give me some time.》

Personnel: 《Understood.》

Citron: …

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*Typing*

Tsuzuru: …Phew.

Masumi: …It’s noon.

Tsuzuru: What are you? Some kinda hourly reporter? Chill, I’ll take a break soon.

*Phone buzzes*

Masumi: …

Tsuzuru: If you know who it is, you should answer right away.

Masumi: I know.

Masumi: …I’m answering a call, so get out.

Tsuzuru: Huh? I’m supposed to leave?

Masumi: Go.

Tsuzuru: Yeah, yeah, I’m going.

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*Door closes*

Tsuzuru: (Maybe this is Masumi’s way of getting me to take a break.)

Tsuzuru: (Guess I could go for a walk after I eat lunch…)

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*Shop bell rings*

Shop Worker: Welcome. Please take a seat anywhere.

Tsuzuru: …

Syu: Oh, would you look at that, if it ain’t Minagi-sensei.

Tsuzuru: Huh--.

Tsuzuru: (I never would’ve expected to see Otomiya-san in a coffee shop like this, it’s like seeing an animal in the wrong environment… Like a bar would make sense, but here?)

Syu: I ain’t out drinkin’ all the time, y’know.

Tsuzuru: (Busted…)

Syu: You alone? Come ‘n hang out with me for a bit.

Tsuzuru: Ah, well, if you insist…

Tsuzuru: (He even acts like we’re in a bar.)

Syu: Damn, that Yukio’s really done it again.

Tsuzuru: Huh?

Syu: The Fleur Award.

Syu: This is Yukio we’re talkin’ about, so I bet he’s all “Theater is the best” and “It’s more fun when everyone’s aiming to win the Fleur Award ♪”

Syu: He probably hasn’t even stopped to think about all the people who got caught up in this and now can’t tell left from right in the confusion.

Tsuzuru: Haha…

Tsuzuru: (I’m really starting to feel like I’m one of those people…)

Syu: So, how are things goin’ for you? Figure out what you’re gonna do to win?

Tsuzuru: Ah, we’re thinking of doing sequels for our debut performances…

Syu: You don’t say. That sounds pretty interestin’.

Tsuzuru: It’s just, this is my first time writing a sequel, so I’m having a lot of trouble trying to figure out how to make it work and what kinds of things people are expecting from me. I’ve got a huge weight on my pen, so to speak.

Syu: Why can’t ya just keep doin’ what you’re doin’? Doesn’t the fact that you chose to do sequels to your debut performances show that you’ve got some kinda determination?

Tsuzuru: Well, I mean, I guess so.

Syu: Well, if you’re in need of some more help--.

Tsuzuru: ?

Syu: …Ever heard of a director named Akazaki?

Tsuzuru: Oh, I have. Isn’t he pretty famous?

Syu: He’s a director and a playwright, and every few years he runs a scriptwriting camp to train the younger generations.

Syu: He’s doin’ it again this year and asked me if I knew of any promising young talent.

Syu: I was actually gonna recommend you, Minagi-sensei, but I decided against it ‘cause I figured you’d be too busy for it.

Tsuzuru: A scriptwriting camp… those actually exist?

Syu: Playwrights who have participated in it in the past have done things like won theater awards overseas and have been selected to work on major dramas, so it’s got a proven track record.

Tsuzuru: I’ve never done anything like that before, so I’m really, really interested.

Tsuzuru: But considering that the results for the first quarter are gonna be announced in three months, I don’t know if I’d have the time for it…

Tsuzuru: (I’m pretty attracted to new challenges, but given the timing, I feel like I’ve gotta hold back on this one.)

Tsuzuru: I’ll definitely want to participate whenever the next one happens.

Syu: Got it. I’ll keep ya posted for when that time comes.

Syu: And like I said before, I think you’re doin’ fine as is, Minagi-sensei.

Syu: If you’re goin’ back to the basics, let your past self teach ya about ‘em within the script for your debut performance.

Syu: Think about what it is you wanna write about. It’s pretty easy to find that sorta thing in your first work.

Syu: Writin’ what you wanna write is one of the upsides to workin’ for a specific theater. This sequel’s somethin’ that only you can create, Minagi-sensei.

Syu: Do what you want whenever ya get the chance. Before it gets to a point where ya wanna read somethin’ but can’t.

Tsuzuru: --.

Tsuzuru: (...Right. He can’t read any more of Hakkaku-san’s sequels.)

Tsuzuru: (And if it weren’t for the changes in the Fleur Award system, we might’ve never brought up the idea of doing sequels to begin with.)

Tsuzuru: (Blindly clinging to the opportunities put in front of me. That’s how I did things back during RomiJuli.)

Tsuzuru: (Thinking it could’ve been both my first and last chance, I was willing to do anything and everything I possibly could.)

Tsuzuru: (That’s why now, I--.)

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#a3!#a3! translation #citron #tsuzuru minagi #masumi usui #syu otomiya

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*You’re starting to feel very sleepy... (Patreon)

#Doodles #UT #Handplates #Gaster #Sans #Papyrus #Mostly silliness and randoms but also a little two-panel for funsies ♪#Always with the miserable Gaster! Pre-void tho just when he had cracks in his face #Would you please let your friends heal you just once you mess of a skeleton - you're not going to let your sons do it so!#Angy Snas <3 I'm really happy with how that one turned out haha #He really has such a cute face! Even when he's mad!#It's the big eye sockets I think - his mouth is quite fun to draw emoting other than a smile too :)#So disheveled! Your shoulder's gonna get so cold and then you'll be even meaner! Lol #Various babybones sleeping positions <3 Sans up top exemplifying the cat pose #Initially it was supposed to be that one sleeping position kids do where they sleep all middle-scrunched but the rest splayed out?#Does anyone know what I'm talking about lol I used to sleep like that when I was a littley #He does look very cute tho <3 Skeleton loaf ♥#Papyrus starfishing haha - either rolled away while sleeping on the floor away from Sans or they're sleeping mismatched #Otherwise Sans would definitely be curled up in any of the many negative spaces lol #Maybe that last sleeping Sans is the matching one! Just lost the energy to get all the way up onto the cot haha #Laying on his back and kicking his feet up and finally just dozed off like that haha #More sleepies! You cannot escape them Papyrus!#Sans knocking out at a moment's notice and dragging Papyrus with him - started early! Just so comfy together #Gaster just ;/ at Papyrus complaining lol he wants to run around and play!#Gaster has a lot of work to do and it would be a lot easier if things were quiet for a little while let your brother lead naptime #I do love his whiny complaint haha ''YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND I'M /SLEEPY/!!'' ''...Yes?'' ''NOOOOOOOOOOO'' Lol

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zylophie · 10 months

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Furina meeting someone in fontaine who somehow doesn't know them... Sounds refreshing and fluffy!

꒰⌗´͈ ᵕ ॣ`͈⌗꒱৩ — furina

✿ — ♬ ⌨️ᶻᶻᶻ : x/modmafuyu is typing... ✉!

✿ — ↻ SYNOPSIS : Furina meeting a fontainian(reader) who doesn't know her.

✿ — ♯ GENRE : Fluff(mostly), bittersweet

✿ — ⊜ CW : Nil

✿ — ↠ NOTE : Hi hi Anon~ Thank you for requesting~ I had a lot of fun making this fic and I hope you'll enjoy reading it ! I know you wanted fluff but I accidentally made a bittersweet ending. Hope that's alright!<3

Timeline would be Furina still acting out her role. So that this fic would not go too far out of character.

Just a warning, 4.2 spoilers.

[h/c] - hair color

[e/c] - eye color

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✿ — ♭ ⁿᵒʷ ᶜᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ... : ...No one

✿ — ► ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Furina

CLICK CLACK CLICK!

A petite girl was seen running out of the Palais Mermonia in the Court of Fontaine. As she took off running as far as her legs could take her.

-----------------FLASHBACK-----------------

"...Miss Furina, I do hope you know the prophecy will come sooner or later. Even if Fontaine hasn't experience any deleterious flooding.. yet.. We must act fast to ensure all our citizen are safe and won't live in fear. Who knows how long till they believe in those 'rumors'"

"I do know that! ...I promise I'm doing something useful to help everyone."

"I can clearly sense that you are hiding something from me. Please, just tell me what is it that you are covering up."

"I-I'm telling you! I'm not hiding anything. I am your archon, could you PLEASE stop doubting me?!"

...

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'How much longer..'

pant pant pant

'So lonely..'

pant pant pant

'Please let this show end..'

THUD

The petite girl collided with the ground due to exhaustion. She began looking around, upon seeing no one, she felt a little relieved to see that no one had spotted her being in a mess from earlier.

..Well probably except for the Chief of Justice.

'..Way to go Furina, if he wasn't already suspicious of me, he definitely is now..'

As the girl slowly picked herself up from the ground and continued to wandered mindlessly, wanting to get her mind off things for a bit.

Furina strolled leisurely while admiring the scenery upon her. She usually doesn't have time to be curious and as carefree while playing the role of the archon.

'Where am I anyways? I've.. Never been out of the city before'

As Furina came across a sunny and bright view. Where the sun is beaming while waves crash into one another, accompanied by golden rocks.

Although it is an unfamiliar surrounding, Furina only felt comfort feeling the breeze of the atmosphere as she slowly trotted over to the sea.

'What is this place? I've never been here but it feels really easy to relax..'

As Furina slowly took in the sunlight and windy zephyr and sighed. If only she could adventure and explore the world even more..

Being lost in thought, the petite girl did not notice someone in the distance sneaking up behind her.

'..It's really hard being an ar-'

"BOO!"

"AHHH?!"

Furina out of instinct, quickly lifted her arms into a defensive pose to shield her from whatever is coming after her.

"Ahaha! You should've seen the look on your face."

As Furina slowly opened her eyes, she saw a unfamiliar [h/c] person with [e/c] eyes. Realising they were a fontainian, she immediately cleared her throat.

"What look? I was preparing to attack you, you're lucky I took the flight response or else I would've seriously injured you!"

Furina folded her arms looking really displeased with whoever scared her.

"Ahaha.. Sorry, you just looked a little bit depressed. Anyways, I'm [name], nice to meet you. Now, may I ask why such a beautiful lady was looking quite down?"

"B-beautiful?!"

"Mhm! I've heard my friends say that the hydro archon was really pretty. At this rate I might mistake you as them!"

[Name] looking quite content with their response, giving a close-eyed smile.

"Ahem! A-Anyways, to answer your question. I was simply dreading about my workload. I'm fine, don't worry about it."

"Oh really? Guess it isn't a big issue. I'm glad."

'They're glad? I'm just some stranger though, I'm not sure why they're that relieved..'

"So, how's the beach? Pretty relaxing huh? I usually come here after I run my errands."

"Oh.. So this is called a beach, I've never seen one my whole life until today. It really isn't that bad at all to spend a day off here."

Furina then turned her view back to the waves, wanting to treasure this moment before returning to her dull stage.

Suddenly Furina felt something. Only to turn to see [name] placing a rainbow flower in her hair.

"Eh?! What's up with the sudden flowers?! Forget that, how did you even get them?!"

"I did mention I run errands, and that is when I go flower hunting to find beautiful flowers to add to my garden. I decided to give this rainbow flower to you as a gift. It's fitting for a beauty like you~!"

"W-wha-"

"Also, just want to ask, do you work for the hydro archon? You called me a mortal, surely the hydro archon must've have cute colleauges!"

"..."

[Even-More-Fluff Ending] - Optional to read

"Do you not know who the hydro archon is?"

"..Not really, I live on the country side, but I do hear adventurers say that she is dazzling and charismatic. Although it fits into your description.. Surely I'm not talking to the hydro archon."

"...Yeah you're right, I'm not the hydro archon ahahaha! I-I'm her coworker. Yep, pleasure serving under her!"

'God damnit Furina! What are you doing?!'

'...'

'Maybe they are the person I can confide in.. However I know that's impossible, but it does feel nice to not need to put my guard up as high..'

[Bittersweet Ending: continuation of Even-More-Fluff Ending] - Optional to read

When Furina returned to her office in Palais Mermonia. She sat in her chair recounting her recent encounter with [name]. Hoping to see her again.

So she began having meetups with [name] more frequently. Of course, this caught onto Neuvilette's attention since Furina never leaves the city much. So he decided to follow her on one eventful day.

Only to see the archon with a mortal. He didn't know much about this other person that was with Furina so he decided to interrupt their conversation.

"Miss Furina?"

"Huh?! Neuvilette?! W-What are you doing here?"

"Well the hydro archon has been frequently leaving the city for quite a while so I wanted to check it out. Whose this other person you're with?"

"W-wait.. Furina?! You're the hydro archon?!"

[Name] stared in disbelief, immediately apologising for their rude behaviour towards her.

'Well there goes my identity.. Oh well it was pretty fun while it lasted."

#modmafuyu #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin scenarios #furina #furina x reader #genshin furina #furina genshin #genshin oneshots #oneshot #genshin fluff #fluff #bittersweet

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sonic-gallery · 5 months

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Another World Ogiri November 2023 [What are Knuckles and Sonic doing...? ]

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“You must have been gooey at first!”

Two characters appear every month in surprising outfits and situations! Let's enjoy Ogiri together with illustrations that will make your imagination run wild!

This time, the defender with the proof of victory, Knuckles, the fighting king, takes on the sonic clown, the challenger Sonic! The outcome of the dream match where power and speed collide is...! ?

What kind of lines or narration would you use?

You can style it based on the atmosphere and world view of the two of you in the game, or you can create a bold arrangement! In the example, it seems that Sonic is having trouble with being too free... Even if it's a gleeful joke from such a point of view, it's OK!

Please enjoy it and tweet with the tag "#Isekai Ogiri" on Twitter (X) ♪

We will introduce the good ones in a reply from Sonic's official Twitter (X) account.

We are looking forward to your fun Ogiri posts!

Act11: “An unforgettable rival”

"This belt is just for me! That's right!"

"'Knuckles! Knuckles! Oooooooo!"

Raising his championship belt and roaring towards the audience is Knuckles the Echiduna, the red echidna fighting king. With a large crowd filling the arena, the champion's performance will heat up the venue.

“Ladies & Gentlemen! The long-awaited title match is finally here!”

The robot referee ``Omochao'' also flew around the ring, further enlivening the venue.

"Knuckles, the undefeated absolute defender, will the title be replaced today!? The featured challenger enters! The clown at the speed of sound...Sonic the Hedgehog!"

"Hey! Looks like you're doing well, knucklehead!"

The challenger, a blue hedgehog, appeared illuminated by a spotlight and landed dashingly on top of the corner post.

Sonic, dressed in a colorful clown suit and performing spectacular acrobatics on the spot, greeted Knuckles and the audience with an exaggerated pose and a fearless smile. The audience seats were also excited.

Knuckles says he's a nasty bastard and hits both Kobushi and glares at the challenger...

"Did I meet you somewhere? I don't care, but I don't think you'll be easy on me."

Sonic and Tails trace the source of the energy and arrive at this venue, but they find Knuckles, the "King of Fighters," there.

He also seems to have a Chaos Emerald that has mutated into a "Champion Belt"... but even with that power, there is no sign that he will regain his memories after seeing Sonic and the others.

"Why? There's also a reaction from the Chaos Emeralds."

"He's always been a gullible guy, and the effects of strange things may be strong... Well, just look at him! If you give that stone head a shot, he'll remember it."

...So, Sonic challenged Knuckles to a fight as a "challenger".

"Knuckles! Knuckles!"

The ringside was filled with rumblings as people cheered for Knuckles. Sonic glanced at the crowd waiting anxiously for the gong to start the match, and with light steps that could be seen as a provocation, he closed the distance to Knuckles...

"Whoa, challenger Sonic! What on earth are you planning on doing!?"

He slowly opened his fist and grinned, and countless balls appeared between his fingers. As if by magic, he threw one ball high into the air, and it flew over the corner post of the ring at high speed, demonstrating a spectacular ball juggling act.

The audience held their breath as they watched this unexpectedly high-level performance. Eventually, the balls piled up one after another in front of Knuckles' nose, and...

＜＜Pon! >>

When all the balls popped, Flicky, a blue bird, was perched there, looking around. Knuckles jumps in surprise and Flicky flies away.

“Did you like the little greeting from the newcomer?”

"Y-you bastard...!"

After giving a mischievous wink, Sonic grins again.

Laughter leaked out from the audience seats. Afterwards, a rain of applause showers down on the ring, praising the spectacular performance.

"'Wow, that's amazing!'" "You totally pissed Knuckles off!" "Sonic! Sonic!"

"...Tenmeee!"

Sonic speaks to Knuckles, who is shaking his fists and showing his anger, from atop the ring post.

``I don't dislike the away atmosphere, but I just don't like it when I'm losing to you in the audience.''

Before I knew it, the cheers that had been dominated by the champions had turned into a 50-50 split in just a few seconds. Knuckles is bread! He slaps his cheeks with both hands, burning his fighting spirit towards Sonic.

“We get along well, I was just thinking you wouldn’t like me either!”

"Knuckles! Knuckles!" "Sonic! Sonic!"

"Let's both be in high spirits in the ring and in the audience! Now, let's start the match!"

<<Khan! >>

A gong sounded throughout the venue, signaling the start of the match.

The two stare at each other in the center of the ring. Knuckles keeps his eyes on Sonic as he moves around quickly.

Knuckles judges the timing and hits an accurate and fiery straight, but Sonic narrowly evades him. As for Sonic, he keeps increasing his speed in an attempt to break Knuckles' stance, which he doesn't like...

"Blue Tornado!"

It spins around Knuckles at high speed with a blue afterimage. He creates a powerful tornado and launches Knuckles high into the sky, then launches a zigzag run-up and spin attack!

＜＜Gashi! >>

Everyone expected a clean hit due to the intense sound of the impact, but...

"Shame for you"

Knuckles, who blocked Sonic's attack by sandwiching his fists between his fists, showed his teeth and grinned, then slammed Sonic to the ground with great force.

"Volcanic, dunk!"

<< Zugoon! >>

The explosion and shock that erupts as the bullet hits the ground. Sonic was launched into the air by the recoil, but there was no visible damage, probably because the impact was dispersed by the high-speed spin, and he quickly regained his balance.

“Oraoraoraaaaaah!”

"Hey! I guess I won!"

Knuckles is in hot pursuit and Sonic is dodging him... Red and blue trajectories passing each other in the air engage in a fierce battle.

"S-Great battle Chao!"

"'Wow, that's amazing!'"

Omochao, along with the audience, cries out in surprise as the live commentary can't keep up with the high-level, high-speed battle. Everyone can't help but cry out in the face of this battle.

"Well, you're still as stupid as ever... But it has to be like this!"

A powerful, fearless and worthy adversary. Before Sonic knew it, he found himself in an unusually excited mood during this serious battle with Knuckles, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"You're an angry bastard, but you'll do it! I've been waiting for someone like you!"

And so was Knuckles. My body moved on its own in the face of a sharp onslaught and speed that I should have never experienced before. For some reason, my heart was warmed by a mysterious and nostalgic uplifting spirit.

"(It's still not like this... Give me the best blow to defeat him!)"

That moment when our mutual excitement reached its climax...!

“It’s time to go to the finale!”

"It's top notch!"

In response to the furious kick unleashed from a top-speed sonic spin, the punch of the fist was like an explosion from an active volcano. Their best blows collide with each other.

<<<< Dogaan! ＞＞＞＞

A clean hit to each other's faces...! The two people collapsed at the same time, and the cheers were louder than ever.

"""Ooooo!"" ""Knuckles! Knuckles!"" "Sonic! Sonic!"

"Ryo, both of you are down! Chao counts! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

"Two...."

In the noisy audience, Tails can't help but clench his fists, as if praying, waiting for the two to return.

"I... Tee!!"

"Oh my god! They got up almost at the same time... Ciao~!?"

Wake up at the same time. But Knuckles was the first to speak.

Knuckles ran up to Sonic, not noticing that he had blown up his toychao in the process, and said this while holding his kicked head.

"What are you doing, Sonic! What are you looking like?"

"...Huh? Tails, it happened like you said, right?"

Knuckles was looking at Sonic with a proud face while stroking his cheek where he was punched, but he suddenly remembered something and let out a scream.

"Yes, listen to me! While I was destroying Eggman's factory, I found a strange monster underground!"

Knuckles is pointing under the ring, as if time has stopped and started moving.

"This guy's in the way... Oh!"

A flash of spirit!

<< Zugone! >>

When he swings his fist at his feet, the ring is blown away along with the floor with the impact. After the swirling debris and dust settled, what I saw below was...

It was a large gaping hole that was still collapsing from the inside in a chain reaction into a huge underground space.

The two of them stare at the hole in amazement, ignoring the noisy audience seats. Breaking the silence, Tails's energy detector makes a loud noise.

＜＜Pipipi! Pipipi! >>

At the same time, a heavy tremor erupts from the depths of the earth...! The area around the hole began to collapse, and the venue became noisy.

"It looks like the energy flow is heading deeper into this hole...! We have to hurry!"

"Ah! ...But wait a minute."

Knuckles snatched the microphone from Omochao, who had stumbled back, and called out to the confused audience:

"Hey, you guys! I'm sorry, but I've gotten into a bit of a wild situation! I'm sure you have a lot to say, but please leave this place to me and evacuate!"

After giving a shout, he shoves the microphone at Omochao and forces him to take charge of the evacuation.

“I-I don’t know what it is, but everyone just runs away~!”

"'Knuckles is saying hello! Run!'" "'Ooooooooooo!'" "'Knuckles! Knuckles! ......'"

"Wow... everyone's gone."

Knuckles smiled at Tails, who was overcome with admiration and was stunned, and then turned to face the dark, deep hole he was heading towards and silently looked down at it.

"...It turned into a forfeited match."

Before he knew it, Sonic was standing behind Knuckles, pretending to be disappointed, and laughing.

"Hey! No matter how you look at it, I won, but you can try it again."

“That’s my line!”

With that said, Sonic jumps into the hole first, followed by Tails. Knuckles chased after it and jumped into the hole, smiling wryly and saying,

"We really get along well, don't we?"

"Cognitive frictional energy"

What the three people saw after passing through the hole was an unusual landscape that they had never imagined. A huge, cylindrical, dark underground cavity about 100 meters in diameter and depth...

At its bottom is a huge white parabolic antenna that looks straight up and is exactly the diameter of this cavity, and in the center of it stands a large conical glass tower like a rocket, emitting dazzling light. I was doing it.

"this is......!?"

Sonic grabbed hold of Tails as he flew, and Knuckles used his specialty to glide, observing the strange sight as they slowly and carefully descended.

＜＜Pipipi! Pipipi! >>

As you descend, the unknown energies that are gathering from various otherworldly areas gradually increase in strength. By the time Sonic and his friends descended halfway down the shaft, it had become a visible torrent of countless purple lights.

"Wow, that's amazing...it's similar to the power of the Phantom Ruby though..."

Tails couldn't figure out what this energy was. However, in the midst of this flow, the moment Tails saw visions of different worlds in various places flickering up and down, emitting intense sparks, a great realization came to him.

"I see! I understand!"

Tails was so surprised that Sonic almost threw him off, and the truth he told him was shocking.

Sonic and his friends' "stars" have been forcibly overwritten with their own perception of countless otherworldly images held by various people using the Phantom Ruby weapon. The gap in perception between the star's original reality and this otherworldly reality was putting a strain on the star, causing it to generate a huge amount of energy.

"So...I guess we should call it 'cognitive frictional energy'...Eggman's purpose was to steal this from all over the world!"

Just as Tails finished his explanation, the three of them landed on the plate of the giant parabolic antenna at the bottom of the cavity and looked up in silence.

"Cognitive frictional energy" coming from all over the world is received by this antenna, gently reflected, and collected at the tip of the central glass tower. The energy converged there could be seen to fall intermittently and be stored in the bulge at the base of the tower.

"He's still a top-notch guy when it comes to doing stupid things."

"Yeah. He's the one who walks around with his clothes on."

Sonic and Knuckles are stunned, but can't hide their bitter smiles on the one hand and their irritation on the other.

"Look at the base of the tower! There's so much energy gathering that it's distorting the space around it... It's enough power to destroy this planet four times!"

Tails tells Sonic and the others with a serious expression.

“What should I do?”

"Well, that energy hasn't been activated yet, so if you release it from the fixed field, the star will self-repair and the events will flow backwards..."

"...Tell me so I can understand, Tails!"

“Anyway, I guess it’s okay if we just destroy it.”

"Well, actually, Knuckles is right... Let's destroy that thing, release the energy, and restore the world to normal!"

“Oh, leave it to me!”

Knuckles rolls up his sleeves and heads towards the tower in high spirits. Sonic saw it off with a bitter smile for a while, but...

“Well, this guy has to be like this.”

I looked at his back and nodded with a smile, and followed him in good spirits.

...... Eventually, the three of them arrive at the base of the tower, where countless otherworldly visions flicker around them, and they sigh once again at its majesty.

The light leaking out of the tank-like shape and the image of another world are like the screams of something. The three of them took up their position with Knuckles in the middle, and finally made up their minds.

"It's made of a very strong crystal, but I think Knuckles' power can break it."

"It's nice to have stupid power. You don't have to think about anything."

"At least thank that idiot for today. Let's go!"

Just when Knuckles raised his clenched fist high and was about to swing it down forcefully!

<<Bashuuu>>

The tank glowed exceptionally brightly, emitting a blinding white flash.

"Wow!"

In the next moment, a purple pillar of light several tens of meters in diameter pierced from the tank to the tip of the tower, and from the tip far into the sky.

"W-what is this...!"

In the meantime, only a few seconds. After that, a silent tower and silence reigned over the area. And a loud, familiar voice echoes from the sky...

"Ho, ho, ho! You came all the way to this place, you damn hedgehogs! You had a good sight, but it seems you were a little too late."

"Eggman!?"

Sonic and his friends look at the sky.

``It's true that this situation is the result of my genius plan. This is 'give and take.' In return for delivering a fun parallel world to everyone, I gain enormous amounts of energy and use this most powerful weapon. That doesn't mean it's completed."

"The strongest weapon!? Something that uses that much energy...?"

Perhaps satisfied with Tails's voice, Eggman gets excited and raises his voice.

"If you can stop me, try to stop me. I'll use Kisama and the others as testing grounds for this most powerful weapon and turn them into trash!"

＜＜Gogogogo...! >>

"Wow!"

As the ground rumbles, countless plant branches and roots spring up from under their feet at an abnormal speed, and before they know it, Sonic and his friends are pushed to the ground, along with the parabolic antenna that has turned into a giant flower.

“!?”

"No way...! Are you creating a different world locally?"

“It’s a mess!”

When they returned to the ground, they found a scene that looked like a hybrid of a chemical plant that had been converted into an energy facility and a sinister plant, and...and then...the ground trembled behind the three of them. When they turned around, they saw a purple-golden giant towering over them.

"This is Eggman's ultimate weapon...!?"

The curtain of a terrible battle was about to be cut off.

#Sonic #Otherworld Comedy #Knuckles The Echidna #Sonic The Hedgehog #Miles Tails Prower #Sonic Channel

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sunnyskiestls · 4 months

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RINNE AMAGI BIRTHDAY 2024

"You even got a birthday present for me? Thanks a bunch for that, onee~san... ♪"

BIRTHDAY MORNING - 1/3

Rinne: Hey, it's Anzu-chan!

Listen to this. Even though today’s my birthday, not a single guy from Crazy:B sent me a congratulatory message!

Even though I love everyone in Crazy:B sooo much. Isn’t it so cruel?

> ... (Use your phone)

Rinne: What’s this, a message from Anzu-chan? “Happy Birthday!”...?

Haha, you’ve got my thanks. It’s real kind, but I’d be even happier if I could hear ya say it to me! ♪

> You haven't gotten a single message?

Rinne: Nah, I did get a real excited message from my li'l bro just a bit ago.

Haha. Honestly, kinda seems like he's more excited for my birthday than I am! ♪

BIRTHDAY MORNING - 2/3

Rinne: Alrightalright, just leave this photoshoot to me! ♪

No matter what kinda pose you request of me, I’ll pull it off perfectly!

Anzu-chan, if you’ve got any requests, feel free to shoot ‘em my way! ♪

> Well, since you’re asking…

Rinne: Eh, do a bridge while making a peace sign…? Well, I guess there’s nothing I can’t do, so…

Ah, so it was a joke! Anzu-chan, your eyes looked so serious for a sec, it made me nervous…

> The number one most important thing is…

Rinne: Do something that I enjoy for the shoot?

Haha, that’s fair. I’ll try my best to make it a real fun shoot! ♪

BIRTHDAY MORNING - 3/3

Rinne: Nn? That magazine Anzu-chan’s got in her hand…

Wow, so it turns out it’s got my old gravure[1] shoots, huh!

It’s an old magazine, but it found Anzu-chan well…

> I borrowed it.

Rinne: Hmm, I wonder if someone who really likes idols was keepin’ it.

Ah~, I’m younger here! It’s totally different from now. Well, I dunno if we can use it as a reference, but I’ll take a look anyway.

> I was thinking of using it as a reference for today.

Rinne: Nn~ But even if we use it as a reference, the way I market myself now’s pretty different from the past…

Well, pictures of those other idols might be good refs too. Lemme see it! ♪

🎇🎂🎇🎂🎇🎂🎇🎂🎇🎂🎇🎂🎇🎂

[1] Gravure can refer to risque type of shoots, or simply very casual ones. Given Rinne's personality and fashion sense, it's hard to be sure what type of gravure he's referring to...

#🎇 campaign lines #<- will use this for birthday lines also but #🎂 Birthday Lines #rinne amagi #my translations #ensemble stars #ensemble stars translations #enstars #enstars translations

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vargaslovinghours · 1 year

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It's here! It's the big one-oh! Get ready for the 10th! (1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9)

Starting off with some Just Desserts stuff; it's not exactly against the rules to modify Pets with features they wouldn't naturally have - like a cat with wings - but it is side-eyed by other players

He might be projecting just a little bit lol

Obviously he'd support Joel wiping the floor with other Pets in the arena haha

Next one's a continuation, comic-style!

Since they've only got the one pet between them, they have to take turns directing Joel so he doesn't get confused on who to listen to haha, I'm sure it doesn't help that they have similar voices and Scriabin is constantly butting in. I think in this setting Edgar might be able to get away with pushing him around a little more haha ♪ He'll still pay for that later :)

FNF x Vargas! Quick, who wants to collab as I know Nothing about music composition lol - what might their voices/instrumentation sound like! I’ve always been a fan of strings for Edgar, piano for Scriabin personally :)

These were the two poses I had the absolute strongest mental images for, so they get the big pretties! Scriabin having a secondary feature to his Up animation (not just pointing a finger gun but also “shooting” it), only being visible when the note is held ah, I just love the animation in my mind’s eye lol

Two poses inspired by their bouncies! Edgar’s Down and Scriabin’s Right - I didn’t have them onhand for reference, but I’d definitely push them closer to the originals :D

I really like the idea of most of Edgar’s poses being smaller, more closed-in, and Scriabin’s being big and bombastic, but their Lefts are the opposite! Haha ♪

I've seen a good several songs that have a mid-level transformation which I find Very cool :D I suppose these could also be for different stages, but going from a whole Edgar to him missing an eye and actively bleeding and screaming and stumbling around to the music - I just think it's a neat concept lol

Scriabin's transformation would be with his wings of course!

More of the WOY idea! Scriabin's being so nice 😈♥

You know I had to draw Jake in this style, he's too cute not to, I had to! Fun proportions hehe

Two little balls of sunshine <3 This was the one where I really couldn't decide what art style I was most reminded of between Steven Universe and the rest haha

A rubber hose smooch! Cartoony mwah!

Don't be fooled Wander, kisses are temporary, bullying Edgar is forever

The topic drifted at one point to the idea of Scriabin and Edgar being able to turn their brain-sharing on and off which gave me a Two Yeses/One No idea

Started with them on equal footing - both of them can say no to oppose the other, and in order to link back up they have to both agree! And how that might look depending on who initiates hehe <3

I think it'd be good for them to have hard boundaries in place, not able to be coerced into giving up their privacy :)

As well as them being able to just tap in and Know again, Scriabin using it to be lazy and not try to communicate with his mouth haha

But even with those hard stops in place, how would sleep affect things! If he tried, could Scriabin break into Edgar's dreams? Even if he gave permission, would his subconscious allow that? :0 It's interesting!

Quick break for a scribbly concept of how I wanted my first Vargas Drabbles soft cover to look haha - I didn't end up using the red inlay but it's definitely an idea for next time 👀

Back to brain-sharing, but this time featuring a return to body-sharing! :00 I hadn't considered it until Zarla mentioned them physically phasing together and then became Very interested in exploring it, when isn’t Scriabin annoying tho lol. It’s because you love him, Edgar!

Falling back into old habits of emotionally degrading Edgar, but he has the power to kick you out now! Just try your smart mouth on him from out here, where it hurts less!

Get back in on good behaviour, or because he misses him too much ♥ I love his sweet face here I 💕💗💖❤️💞💝

How dare he be so inviting, Scriabin has to deal with a physical heart and you are trying to kill him, cruel mean Edgar (lol)

Inspired by the hug test haha ♪ Hug him!

This was supposed to be a sweet moment :( Scriabin can't help it, being vulnerable is icky haha

But when offered the opportunity, you take what you can get <3 They are so damn cute, gah

Hehe ♪ There needs to be Some level of awkwardness to it, it's still Vargas after all. Would it hurt? No, maybe more like an organ shifting back into its correct position :)

How's he supposed to help it when you make it so easy

They'd have to negotiate safe and opportune times to share minds if it required them to share a body! Scheduling when to be apart would probably be stressful, but so would being together haha

Edgar doesn't want to deal with this until he's more awake, and maybe not at all if he gets jealous hehe

And finally again, we've returned to the Two Yeses/One No idea - who gets to decide who's "No" counts once they're already enmeshed? :) Introducing the Lobster Trap ✨

“slrch” is such a gross sound effect haha

Really struggling with the concept of Scriabin’s autonomy! He quite literally exists outside of you now Edgar, you have to let him grow on his own!

Scriabin probably just wants out to do something Edgar morally objects to, enough to suffer his company while pissed. The idea of Scriabin having his own body and still having to take Edgar over to exert his own personhood again, ugh, it’s so fraught <3

The Lobster Trap has so many potential outcomes, even discounting one side over the other! Obviously I had to make as many as I could come up with lol; starting with Scriabin getting to decide when he hops in, and Edgar getting to decide if he lets him out - two yeses all around to show it As Intended, all going well :)

And here are Edgar's No options: his no overrides letting Scriabin out, but does nothing to deter Scriabin from coming in without his permission. I think this is one of the worst configurations for them haha ♪ It’s so easy for them to be cruel to each other!

Now the other way around! Scriabin has to get Edgar's permission to come in, so here's their Two Yeses :D Obviously he did it to annoy Edgar, he'll never get to read in peace haha. Not that he would even without this hehe

Edgar's No would shut Scriabin out, which I think would be good for them honestly; Edgar gets time to process things on his own without Scriabin manipulating him from the inside, and Scriabin gets to eat humble pie

Two Yeses again, though it was hard to imagine a situation where Scriabin would willingly hop out at Edgar's request - to make fun of him though? Yes ✨

And again, Edgar's No not overriding Scriabin's Yes - I think this would be really good for them! Edgar doesn't get to hold him against his will, and Scriabin doesn't get to burst in without his permission!

But really, it'll always be messy with them <3 Even in the best scenario, if Edgar's Yes overrides Scriabin's No of being forced inside - even if he couldn't hold him there, just the action of making him see from his point of view and all that entails... ♪

Little jailbird, just wants to fly away on clipped wings 💔

Now for something completely different lol. Scriabin wrote a resumé! I’m sure it’s full of accurate information to help him land a proper interview :)

Good, good, dates, prior experience, employers, skills, conquests-

Scriabin insists he's a sexpert but if there's a degree on his wall I haven't seen it

There is such a Massive difference between writing resumés and actually doing the work the resumé is required for, come on. I do love just how miffed Edgar looks tho haha

S: >:3c | E: Yeah alright point taken

Tiny spacefiller - he's so mad! He's gonna tell you all about it!

Oh hey wow Nny's still here, that's neat. Originally there was an Edgar next to him but only the main character turned out cute, rude

Quietly cutting potatoes <3 Domestic

I love Scriabin getting scared inside Edgar but him having to put on an outwardly placid face so he doesn't freak Nny out in turn haha. Nny's love language is knives

But that's where the nutrients are! Speaking of Ghost-

Teaching him how to flay skin, not necessarily strictly on potatoes hehe. I like the idea of Nny kinda spacing out when it comes to his favourite activities - yeah he hates touching people, but that takes a backseat to talking about murder and playing with knives

Obviously Edgar's a bit distracted himself lol. Nny just casually talking about what happens when you separate the flesh from the body and Edgar and Scriabin are over here discussing Just how gay this is haha

I went and reread one of my old drafts of One Way Mirror recently and ahh I’d forgotten how sassy they are with each other lol

I'm still crazy about them <3 They drive me absolutely mad 💕 I think it's funny too, since I started writing OWM while deeply fixated but didn't think much of the Flavour of my writing I didn't expect anything from rereading, but it does taste a bit like mainfic hehe ♪

I love when Scriabin argues how much he wants to "help" Edgar while controlling him up and down, Edgar's not about to take this sitting down if he can help it! Also emasculating insults my beloved ♥

Thinking again about Hunchback; not quite any of the already-established stuff (they're not playing the roles, nor are they separate and seen the movie! What!), about why Scriabin would side-eye Edgar so much during Out There. It's a good song for him :) And I love drawing him like this haha, proud and haughty angle <3

Edgar with slightly less floofy hair and the closed-line nose style from a few years ago lol ♪ I do like bridge/bottom of the nose style I've grown into, but it's still a fun style to return to every once in a while :)

And one last sneaky cheeky kiss for smooch practice before the very end! Just try and stop me! Why did Scriabin turn out so pretty tho ♥

So that's June through September, again-again! Well, almost - turns out I actually made too many sketches for my Blank Slate AU/fic - literally as many as are featured here! - so it needed its own post. So please look forward to that!

#💟#Doodles #Art #Sketchdump #Scriabin #Edgar #Jake #Nny #Blood #There's also some potential body horror and possible uncomfortable boundary-crossing so be warned #So the standard Vargas fare haha #Lots of crossovers this time! Practically crossover central in here! Lol #The FNF doodles were like 95% inspired by the absolutely Incredible Animation vs. Friday Night Funkin mod #Specifically Stickin' To It but honestly watch/listen to the whole thing it's actually incredible #I've seen some pretty amazing FNF mods but that one hits different for me it is So inspiring #I mean yeah I already love AvA lol but just ugh the amount of care and work that so obviously went into it <3 #The kind of passion is contagious! As evidenced by all the other crossovers as well lol #WOY passion <3 And yeah I'll count Just Desserts too why not haha #The biggest inspiration is still the original tho >:3c Nothing sparks images quite like The Source - of course haha #Conversation is a big aspect of that haha - all of those middle doodles of them mind sharing again were largely just from talking :D #And I mean - some leftover thoughts and feelings about You Can't Live Like This but when am I not lol #I want to see them being good to each other! I want to see them being cruel to each other!#Dynamic truly unmatched haha #I did actually write a temp resumé for Scriabin (as practice :P) but there's a lot of ambiguity left open lol #I do love them being domestic together #Some of these feel real disjointed 'cause if you read the last bit you know I had to cut a lot!#Well rather - separate them out into their own sketchdump lol I can do ~90 images but not double that I already had to make this three times #Which means I Think that I've gotten all formatting errors from attempt two but if I didn't? Just ignore those if you'd be so kind <3 #I could go back and fix them but hahahaha absolutely not you actually couldn't pay me #Lol tho ♪ Just happy to have another one done :)

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