#Heh... How foolish of you to challenge me like this

[creep3r-chan]

Thanks a lot Lowjay now I need to think of a ship name for them ALL 💔💔💔 /silly /nsrs I need to get professional help /NSRS /JJJJJJJ

okayokay guys I have a new ship name that I constantly posted about on Pixilart because I couldn't post on here 💔💔 uh uh anywa

I call it... SQUARESTAIRS!! Was originally called SquareSteps but SquareStairs RHYMES and I LOVE RHYMING so SquareStairs it is ❤️❤️❤️

But can also be called PartyStairs/Steps but I very very very much like SquareStairs more so ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ /explodes

[judesmoonbeauty]

𝕁𝕦𝕕𝕖 𝕁𝕒𝕫𝕫𝕒'𝕤 𝕄𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪: ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟞

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Both chapters 6 & 7 discuss snippets of Jude's past records. If you'd like to read the event in full, then please check out my collab translation here.

Jude: I’ll take on any challenge. I’ll do as the princess commands.

The outcome of the contest was left up to me.

(I think I should choose a contest that would be beneficial for Jude. But….it should be a fair match.)

(And this might be a chance to get to know Jude better….)

Kate: All right then, please choose a drink that I would enjoy the most from this establishment.

Number One Gentleman: Okay, sounds good!

The number one gentleman winked and presented me with the most expensive drink the venue had to offer.

Meanwhile, Jude poured something into a glass —

Number One Gentleman: Just water? What, is it some sort of special gimmick?

Jude: There’s no gimmick.

Jude: The lady doesn’t appear to be used to drinking, so I served her this.

Kate: How did you know that I’m not used to drinking?

When I asked, Jude gently moved closer to me.

The soft sofa sank and the distance narrowed between us.

Jude: Reading facial expressions are the basics of negotiation skills — No, it’s because I was interested in you.

(…....)

Jude: ………….It’s perfect for birdies. Drink it, 'fore ya collapse.

After dropping a cheap line, he whispered this into my ear so that only I could hear.

Seeing me turn red while within Jude’s arms, the noblewoman who suggested the contest smiled.

Curvy Noblewoman: ….Seems like the victor has been decided. Young lady, whom do you choose?

Kate: I choose…..

—Right at that moment, the door busted open.

Noblewoman’s Husband: You’re fooling around with young men again!

Curvy Noblewoman: Oh, you!

Noblewoman’s Husband: Damn it all, even though we’ve been married for years…!

(Um? What…?)

While staring the abrupt scene of chaos Jude leaned in close to me.

Jude: Let’s get outta here ‘fore it gets troublesome.

Kate: …….

Blushing at the sight of Jude right in front of me, I nodded firmly.

Kate: Haa, Haa…..Wh-what about Ellis?

Jude: Don’t worry, he’ll make it out easy.

Kate: But is that all right, you missed your chance to claim the land deed…..

Jude: Pretty sure that noble lady’s in the habit of cheatin’ ‘n other things.

Jude: Got loads t’shake her down with, I’ll just take it later on.

Now that I think about it, I feel like I gained something from what I saw tonight.

Kate: I see. What can I say, that’s cunning of you….Heh, hehe….

Jude: Ha, what? Yer laughin’ outta the blue’s creepin’ me out.

Kate: I mean, I never expected my first Crown mission in a while to end like this.

Kate: Plus….Pff…..Jude your fake personality’s something you’d see in a dream!

Him acting like a gentleman to the lady clients may be the best thing I’ve seen tonight.

Dying of laughter, I pressed the back of my hand to my mouth trying to contain it…..

Jude: Huh…..so ya can laugh like that?

Kate: That’s because you’re usually saying things that make me angry, Jude.

Jude: ‘Cause ya ain’t a bit hateful it’s cute.

[Answer: Turn Red +4/+4]

Kate: C-Cute….?

I was so shocked that my cheeks felt like they were on fire.

Seeing me that way, Jude’s lips twisted into a mocking smile.

Jude: Ha, so foolish. Yer a damned fool if yer pleased with that rubbish.

Jude: Ya got flowers for brains, so time to stop goin’ to places like that.

Jude: You’ll end up losin’ everythin’, lookin’ all kinds of pitiful ‘n humiliated.

(But I want that thrill back even for a moment….)

Kate: Thanks for the advice, but don’t worry, I won’t be going back!

I spewed my pent-up feelings.

Kate: Anyway, the club turned up clean, so Crown doesn’t need to condemn it, right?

Jude: Yeah it’ll be left alone, whether that stupid place’s ‘round or not, it ain’t for better or worse.

Jude: ‘Sides….it’s better than buyin’ ’n playin’ with women for their bodies, innit?

— The moonlight shone on him as he grumbled.

Something I couldn’t put into words made my heart shake, but it was just for a moment…..

Jude: Oh, forgot to ask ya somethin’ important.

Kate: Something important? What is it?

Jude: Which one was the lady gonna choose in the end?

Kate: That’s….

(I didn’t expect to be asked that now….)

Darting my eyes around, Jude laughs.

Jude: Woman’s so easy t’read it ain’t even funny.

Kate: I haven’t told you the answer yet!

Jude: Yeah, yeah, yer foolish ‘n cuuute. I’m goin’ home.

Here Jude repeats kawaii twice emphasizing her cuteness.

Jude mercilessly quickens his pace, and I follow after him almost running just to keep up.

(There’s no doubt that I was going to choose Jude at the time…..)

But—

(I definitely DON’T want to tell Jude that!)

The following day, after the let down of a mission —

Jude: Oh - I forgot some documents in the room. Hold this briefcase while I go get ‘em.

Kate: Sure….whoa, it’s heavy.

While being toiled away by Jude since that morning, a refreshing smile happened to pass by.

Roger: Hey, Jude. Can I borrow your lil lady for the day?

Jude: She ain’t mine, so do whatever ya want.

Roger: Hm? Well then, I’ll just take ya up on your offer and snatch her away.

(Umm…So, does that mean I won’t be helping Jude with work today?)

As I was confused between their two gazes, Roger took the briefcase from my hands and returned to Jude.

Roger: C’mon, Kate.

Kate: Whoa, hey, Roger!

Even though I was being tugged along, I turned around and saw Jude walking toward his room disinterested.

Then I got into the carriage with Roger.

Kate: Is there something going on?

Roger: Yeah. There’s a British Medical Association conference today. Hm, even if I say that I’m not sure if you’ll understand.

Roger: Basically, doctors and students who aspire to become doctors, come together to present their academic research and interact with each other.

Kate: That’s right.

(I understand that much about the British Medical Association, but why would Roger want to bring me along?)

In the middle of pondering over that, Roger’s lip pulled into a smiled like he could see what was happening in my head.

Roger: There’s a man named Oswald Simmons who’s taking to the podium today.

Roger: It seems like that man was Jude’s benefactor who once looked after him.

Roger: Maybe you can learn something by speaking with him. You’re having a rough time finding “something to like” about him, aren’t you?

(Jude’s benefactor?!)

I couldn’t help but lean forward at the unexpected good luck.

Kate: I was definitely going to become his prey, thank you!

Roger: Haha, it’s fine. I’ll ask that you be my secretary for a day in exchange.

Kate: Yes, of course!

Roger: All right then, I’ll be in your care.

What he handed to me was a notebook so thick, that I thought it was a bit much…..

Roger: Look over the medical presentations from the first half of last year.

Roger: It’s fairly specialized research, so it’s best to know some of the fundamentals.

Kate: ………….

Nothing free comes cheap.

—This guy is probably a scoundrel too.

The British Medical Association conference started right on time —

Oswald: You there, tell me the year and place that ether anesthesia was first utilized.

Black-Haired Student: Huh, me? Let’s see 18……

Oswald: Too slow, Boston, USA, 1846. William T. G. Morton was the first to use ether in public surgery.

Oswald: Young lad there, explain the difference between chloroform and ether anesthesia.

Freckled Student: Uh, well chloroform is more powerful than ether, and……

The doctor who was Jude’s benefactor - Oswald Simmons - was outstanding at the podium.

Oswald: You lot all need to start over from your mum’s womb. Gits.

(I feel like he and Jude have something in common.)

The students leave the lecture room teary-eyed and exhausted.

(I’m a little scared to speak to him…)

But then there’s no point in coming this far.

Gathering my courage, I approached Oswald who was tidying up the podium.

Roger: My name’s Roger Barel. That was quite an interesting lecture.

Oswald: Barel? Ah, the eldest son of the Barel family. Your father assisted me the other day.

Oswald shook Roger’s hand and then turned his attention to me.

Oswald: Hm? And who is this young lady?

Kate: Nice to meet you. My name’s Kate.

Kate: Um, you know Jude Jazza, don’t you? We’re Jude’s friends.

Oswald smiled meaningfully at that remark.

Oswald: Haha, I suppose there’s something you want to ask about him.

Oswald: What’s the point in standing around and talking, come along.

Kate: Okay….!

People in the dining hall were scarce, probably because it was well past noon.

Oswald: You’re “looking for something to like about Jude.” Well, I never expected to asked such a cute question.

After listening to my story attentively, Oswald smiled pleasantly.

Kate: Cute…..?

Oswald: He’s the got the kind of personality that makes people hate him, doesn’t he?

Oswald: I thought for sure you’d say, “Tell me about Jude Jazza’s weaknesses!”

(Jude has a lot of enemies. I think that’s probably normal…..)

Kate: Heehee, I would like to know Jude’s weaknesses though?

Oswald: Haha, you’re such a frank young lady. Very well, I’ll tell you everything I know.

Kate: Huh, are you sure?

Oswald: Yes, because it seems amusing.

Roger: I get the feeling Jude’s like his benefactor.

Then Oswald started to tell us about

— His first meeting with Jude.

Oswald: That was more than 20 years ago now.

Oswald: I was doing charity by treating the workers at the port, Jude brought his younger sister and came to speak directly with me.

(Jude has a younger sister….)

This is the first I’ve heard anything about Jude’s family.

And I’ve noticed one more thing……

Kate: What do you mean by speak to you directly?

It seemed worded that way for a reason.

Oswald: He asked me to heal his sister’s illness.

Oswald: Even though Jude himself suffered from poor bronchial issues and severe asthma.

Roger: Both of them? Then it’s highly likely environmental factors were the cause of the illness?

Oswald: Yes, undoubtedly. It was plain as day they were living in terrible conditions.

Oswald could tell at a glance their condition was abnormal, so he gave them a free exam.

However, their symptoms were severe—

Oswald: Continuous administration of medication is needed to treat the illnesses.

Jude: Medication…..means it’s gonna cost money, yeah?

Jude: Money again. It’s all ‘bout money.

Jude’s Sister: Big brother, let’s go home? [Cough], I’m fine.

Jude: …….Ya ain’t fine.

Jude looked at his younger sister with concern —

Jude: …………

That’s when Jude picked up a fallen liquor bottle, smashed it, pointed it at Oswald and threatened him.

Jude: I’ll pay ya back double. So, lend me the medicine!

Technically, the line translates to, “Go ahead and invest in me.” 投資 “Toshi” meaning to 'invest capital' or 'investment' in general. However, at the start of Past Records, Jude is five years old. So, I felt “lend” would be a more appropriate term for baby Jude, and added the word medicine to clarify what Jude was asking for.

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[lonelystarrs]

𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬.

𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑑𝑜𝑢 𝑅𝑦𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑖 𝑋 𝐹𝑒𝑚𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑋 𝑆𝑎𝑒 𝐼𝑡𝑜𝑠ℎ𝑖

Not even Blue Lock could rein in Shidou Ryusei, but you could at least tame him temporarily. He just didn’t know the man outside his little prison was already winning you over to use you both for his own benefit.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI • Shidou is a warning • smut Shidou only • Dom FemReader SubShidou • spit play • foot play • bondage play • Shidou is smitten in his own messed up way • degrading • 🌶️ • Sae has plans bruh • toxic relationships•

Word count: 3.3k

“He is acting out of line, again, can’t you do something more permanent? Castration perhaps?”

You laughed, head tilting in the direction you held your phone to it, as your finger wrapped a strand of hair around your finger.

“It’s in his blood and mind, not his balls Ego, his testosterone is an entirely different issue.”

“Yes, which is exactly why you come in, somehow you keep upsetting him and it’s causing more issues than he already is.”

“You love the drama and seeing them all riled up, so don’t act like it’s entirely a bother. Is he in the usual room?”

“Outsiders aren’t supposed to be here and your visits are becoming more frequent.”

“You asked me to come, remember that. They’re getting more frequent because you’re pumping him up and stirring the pot, you know what he’s like.”

“Whatever, be here within the hour, you’ll be escorted as usual.”

“Ego?”

“What?”

“Take him off the standing restraint, tie his hands behind his back, his ankles together and put that nice little chain around his neck f’me. Muzzle on.”

The call has ended….

Your heels clicked through the empty halls, echoing with each step you stood signalling there was life throughout this huge, almost clinical looking building.

Shidou Ryusei, the bane but also the excitement in your life. Truly a foolish person to be involved as heavily as you were with the insanity that he brought into those lives around him.

That door slid open and close, your little tour guide not hanging around a second longer than he needed to. The dull lit room was cold as usual, only light being above where Shidou was on his knees on the floor. His head bowed and retrained exactly how you’d requested of Ego.

On his knees that were spread apart but ankles tied together, hands behind his back and a chain around his neck loosely hanging to the floor.

“Heh, knew the minute they restrained me like this your ass was on its way,”

You hummed and stepped forward, Shidou lifted his head a little, just so his eyes could look at you.

“You sound disappointed, Ryu.”

“Disappointed? Been fucking rocking a semi the whole time,”

He lifted his head fully, the chain rattling as he moved. He straightened his back and leaned back slightly onto his legs.

He groaned looking at you, white shirt all ironed perfectly, buttons undone showing your cleavage. Pencil skirt hugging your little waist showing all the curves you had to offer, he knew you had hold ups on under it, he could see the little lace topping from the slit in your skirt.

“-and damn you didn’t disappoint.”

“So what did you do this time?”

You squatted down, reaching out to run a finger along the chain that ran down the front of his body.

He shrugged, his fingers already flexing behind his back as he felt the need to reach out and touch you —fuck how long was it since you fucked? He couldn’t remember. His mouth watered at the thought of it, he never forgot how good you tasted, how good you felt.

You plagued his mind and fed his obsessive behaviour in a way that ran far from sane and he loved it.

He’d given up long ago on other girls, empty fucks and the thrill never lasted because he’d dominate them without seconds, to put it simply they just weren’t you. It was no challenge.

Men? Yeah he could do it, it still felt fucking good but it was just pure sex, but he still ended up thinking about you after it and there was good reason for it.

It’s why you were here.

His high to his little addiction.

Your hand tightened around the chain and you tugged him forward, tip of your nose meeting the muzzle he had on. Inhaling deeply so he could take in that perfume you wore, mixed with your natural scent.

His dick hardening in his joggers the painful angle of it needing to be released.

“You not gonna tell me, Ryu?”

“You gonna tell me if you’re marrying that fuckin’ guy?”

You smirked at him, eyebrow also raising slightly surprised at his words, his tone was vicious as he practically spat it out.

He’d unknowingly just given you his answer, he’s obviously had access to his phone and read one of the stupid articles from the press. Your CEO father being the one to cause a scene by drunkly blabbering on a night out with his fellow business men, stating he wanted an arranged marriage to some other CEO’s son to push their businesses forward into an empire.

You tugged the chain causing it to tighten around his throat and he gagged, mixed with a hint of a moan.

“Cute, I didn’t think you were the emotional type, isn’t it all just cum dumping for you?”

“So you’re in love? Fuck off hahahaha-ngh.”

You tugged again and it cut off his amusement, boredly looking at him, his pink eyes glowing in this dull light and hair all messy.

“Well you’ve given me your answer, I’m a little surprised though.”

He rolled his eyes and shifted, the retrains groaning as he tried to move his stiffening body.

“So, you gonna fuck me or what? Cause I’m hard as hell,” he grinned at you, leaning back giving you some kind of cocky ass flippant look.

It dropped when you stood, bringing the chain with you and wrapping it around your hand tugging him forward roughly, your head tilted to take him in with absolutely no amusement on your face.

“Fuck you? I can’t fuck you Ryu, I’m in love with someone remember?”

You weren’t expecting his face to fall as much as it did, to see his mind all but shutting down at your words before he started to assess your honesty of them.

You didn’t know his heart kicked in his ribs fighting to stay in place before it fell into his stomach to burn in acid. You didn’t know the air left his lungs and something hot, yet cold washed over him.

His mouth was watering, he almost felt nauseous.

But god you seen his face fall for a few seconds, only to harden into something vicious.

You stuck your foot out to press against his hard dick to distract him, still keeping tension on the chain and he choked out a moan.

“I can still help you cum though Ryu, you still can’t without me hmm?”

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Was this what hate felt like?

It boiled in him, rage splitting through his veins to leave him bleeding open before you. You pissed him off so much yet at the same he just couldn’t get enough of you, that annoyance over you disappeared when he buried his cock in that drooling, tight cunt of yours and he melted for you.

His cock still throbbed regardless of how he felt at the moment, his body betraying him as always. Pre was leaking from the slit to drool into his clothing and he was sure by now he had a small wet patch forming on his blue joggers. You rolled your foot forward, the sharp heel of your stiletto pressed into his balls the ball of your shoe resting along his thick length.

And he moaned, head dropping back he hissed through his teeth as you pressed harder, eyes closing as he rolled his hips the best he could to gain something.

You listened, you noticed and you helped him, foot rolling in a way that brought the skin of his dick to roll over the head in some fucked up hand job. It felt sticky, hot and he started to get uncomfortable with need for his cock to be released from his joggers.

Frustration started to bite over his body like insects, pricking under his skin like an itch he couldn’t scratch but it only made him harder, his dick solid under your foot.

The harder you pressed with your foot the more he moaned and he honestly he was ready to cum. He always did cum buckets, the amazing thing he had for staying hard and being able to go multiple rounds because his stamina was off the charts, his sex drive a demon in itself.

“I-I- hah- fuck, I knew you’d come here - god damn it that feels good.”

You hummed and tugged the chain, choking him out to stop him from talking, pink eyes now half lidded and looking up at you through his lashes, head tilted back and his hips rolling up into your foot. He started to drool as it spilt down the side of his mouth to his chin.

“You talk too much, Shidou.”

When he tried again you pulled the chain harder and this time he actually looked like he struggled with the tension, you held it for a few seconds then released. Choking out he sent spit flying and he leaned forward, voice a little shakey but still carrying its hint of amusement, he panted his words.

“S-Shit, you’re pissed, huh sweetheart?”

“You look pathetic,”

He did, truly but god didn’t it make you fucking wet seeing him like that, it was hard to not simply straddle him and ride him until you satisfied yourself using him —he’d enjoy every minute, he always did.

It was tempting with him chained like that, unable to really move.

“Keep talkin’ like that and I’ll cum,”

“Funny, you say others don’t make you cum yet you do so easily with me, sound like you’re the one in love Ryu.”

You mocked, cold words without much behind it despite the heavy meaning of them.

He laughed and looked up to you, sparkling life back in those pink eyes but it wasn’t loving, he looked near to pissed —vulnerable almost. Trying to hide it behind that demonic smirk that crept across his mouth.

You’d got under his skin today, more than you’d ever been able to previously and it almost made your heart ache for him. Shidou Ryusei was a lost cause, he’d make someone see the sky before watching you splatter to the ground, but he never hid his insanity —anyone knew from the start what they were getting into when they wanted that wild ride that Shidou was.

You knew this, the highs and the lows, the games, the obsessive nature he had. He is the guy who no one could ever fix and you never tried. He embraced his crazy and he didn’t care who was in the way of his rampages, he was the definition of toxic love. He’d mock people saying they knew what he was like, what else were they expecting? Sex was cum dumping for him, nothing more or less.

“Heh what if I am?”

Your eyes widened briefly, your heart thumped in you chest as his response caught you off guard.

Love was a concept you didn’t think Ryusei understood or was capable of processing, much less admitting it in a way you almost believed him. His tone, his eyes and his body wasn’t lying he was just trying to hide the depth of it behind that shifty ass smirk.

The doubt you had for him strongly swayed any belief of honesty from him, logical thinking was your saving grace with him and it told you he was high at the moment and running on pure lust, he needed to cum and he was being teased in a way that made him feral.

It’ll disappear when he’s emptied his balls.

His breathing was heavy, he was drooling behind that muzzle and his dick was rock hard under your foot and shoe, you could feel him flexing it under it as he pushed his hips in to feel it pain him further.

Hardly the scene to admit your apparent love for someone.

“You look surprised, doll.”

“Your balls that full you’re delusional, Ryu?”

He shrugged and straightened himself again, smirk waivering as the weight of annoyance started to put pressure on his attempt to cover it up.

“How about you empty’em and find out? C’mon doll, I’ll blow m’load all over them pretty feet if you press harder and keep talking to me like shit. You know I love that attitude if yours, s’fucking hot. Can’t we just hate fuck it out again? Know I love watching it in your pretty eyes full of hate f’me whilst we make love~!”

You rolled your eyes at his blabbering attempt to taunt but pressed harder on his dick with your foot and the moan he gave was unholy, pink eyes glassing over as he tilted his head back, rutting his hips forward into it to create more movement.

“F-Fuck, c’mon-“

“Harder?”

He nodded quickly, his jaw slacked slightly and you took the opportunity to lean over him.

“Keep it open,”

Pink eyes met yours and he smirked, sharp canines glinting through the bars of the muzzle holding his tongue out knowing what you were gonna do.

“You’re disgusting, you know that Ryu?”

He nodded dumbly with his tongue out, looking almost desperately excited as he kept his gaze with yours above him. Hips rutting into your shoe and you pressed harder.

“You wanna cum?”

He mixed an airy moan with a grunt in response, nodding subtly as you watched him start to zone out, hips moving less steadily as he started to get messy rutting against your foot.

“Then you gotta behave for the next three weeks, otherwise I won’t come here again when you fuck up, do you understand?”

You could practically see the cogs turning in his head outweighing his options, wondering if the risk was really worth it and if you actually meant it. He knew you were stubborn and usually meant what you said, but he’d like to believe you’d get frustrated I’m not seeing him either.

“How about four and y’tell me if you’re actually marrying that douche bag,”

“Five and you tell me if that’s why you acted out to get me here.”

He laughed, eyes twinkling sickeningly like he was lovestruck.

“Fuck I love it when you’re like this, you’re so fucking hot.”

You pulled your foot back slightly in warning and he frowned.

“Fine, fine, shit you’re such a brat today -seen that post about you marrying and it pissed me off, thought if I just swatted some bug here that glasses freak would get you here. Worked a treat huh? C’mon, you gotta admit you’re happy to see me again right? Surely you’re cravin’ a good dicking.”

The only response was his reward of your foot pressing harder against his dick again.

“Do it yourself if you wanna cum Shidou, keep your mouth open when you do.”

You watched as he moaned, fucking himself against your foot painfully as he took himself over the edge, the unholy moans leaving him that made goosebumps rise over your skin, you pulled the chain to choke him a little more until his eyes glistened.

“M’cummin,” he slurred with his tongue out, refusing to close his eyes as you let spit leave your mouth to drool past his muzzle catching on the bars, as soon it hit his tongue his eyes rolled back. Hips stuttering against your foot as his dick flexed as he came hard under it. His body convulsed as he rode it out.

Those moans of his would haunt you, they always did. He always looked so fucking good when he came, like his entire soul was feeling it. Everything ran into overdrive for Shidou, like he felt everything ten times harder.

He swallowed whatever spit he collected on his tongue, eyes meeting yours again whilst his heart kicked on his ribs as they heaved coming down from his high, he was panting, body twitching as your foot kept moving against him.

“Wanna know somethin’ doll ♪”

You removed your foot and released the chain, letting it hit the ground and it pulled him forward a bit, his body a little lax from his come down.

“That was a nasty load, shit it’s still comin’ out always make me blow my entire load, looks like m’balls are empty huh? ♪” he sang behind you, a laugh echoing behind it as he watched you turn your back, as he heard your heels clicking on the floor whilst you stepped away to once again leave him in this shitty room.

The door opened, bright light flooding the entry and just as you were about to disappear from view he shouted out the words you had always dreaded to hear.

“-and I’m still in fucking love with ya! None of this bullshit post nut clarity! Like hell any douche bag is gonna keep me from you doll, enjoy it whilst you can cause I’ll kill the fucker then fuck ya over him ♪”

You sighed when the door shut, pinching the bridge of your nose and closing your eyes for a second trying to ignore how hard your heart was thumping in your ribs, how that anxious feeling spread through your body.

Your eyes stung from how overwhelmed you felt, frustrated that you thought you had control over yourself from him, tears threatening to spill because of that stupid prick and his bullshit. You shouldn’t be feeling like this about him, not anymore…

Not when you had…

Opening your eyes when you heard a slow, almost sarcastic clap to see that very thing standing before you.

Itoshi Sae.

Your eyes met with teal, apathetic as always. Looking at you like he was above everyone else in the world, like nothing was worth his time but only a use for him to be where he wanted.

“Quite the show,” Sae shoved one hand back into his pocket, the other reached out to grip your chin tilting it up to look at him, “-can’t say you’ve ever taken attitude like that with me.”

Sae leaned forward, nose brushing against yours and his eyes keeping contact, seeing something burning behind them now he was closer.

“Perhaps I’d be jealous, if I were a weak ass.”

Your eyes turned away feeling unable to really meet his gaze at the moment, heat crawling up your neck from him just being here —the only guy who had ever emotionally dominated you, the only one you never found yourself fighting submitting to. Not even Shidou had put you into a sub space like Sae could and it made you melt for him.

“Think you’ll be good leverage for the little demon in there. I want his ego for myself on the field.”

Teal eyes were now looking past you, over your shoulder to the door that was shut containing Shidou Ryusei.

“Realise he swings both ways right? He’d be eying a guy like you, you don’t need my help in manipulating you’re perfectly good at it yourself. He’s obsessive Sae, so it’s easy when you play on it and give him a high.”

“Hmm..”

Sae turned his gaze to meet yours, ignoring your little dig at him for being a good manipulator, tilting his head he gave you the once over whilst his mind worked out the options.

“Then this will be easy,”

Sae’s thumb brushed over your jawline, in some pathetic attempt to show his affection, you knew it was fake and he was using this to get what he wanted. You doubted he cared about you at all, in fact, you considered yourself another mere pawn in his little game.

“-and I’ll just keep you to myself.” Incredible how Sae could say something like that, yet hold no weight behind the words because they came across as just that. Words.

You thought he was genuine to start, until he started asking about Shidou and Ego had spilled the details about you. You found it hard to believe him but it made your heart race none the less and you hated it.

He leaned forward, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, pressing his lips to your cheek before grazing them to your ear where he spoke into it, breath crawling down your neck.

Your gut screaming at you to get away before this ends badly, but your mind wondering if Sae could control Shidou and mange that toxic behaviour…

“Just imagine how feral he’d get watching you get fucked when he’s restrained.”

Then this could be the ride of your life.

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[go-go-devil]

To The Accursed: Trusty Patches

Trusty Patches, the infamous thief of the Catacombs, is a man who seems to desire nothing more than obtaining a wide variety of trinkets from pockets of fresh corpses. Behind his kind smile and friendly demeanor lies a keen hunter, luring his gullible, greedy victims in with promises of treasures before gleefully sending them straight down to their deaths.

Nobody knows where Patches originated from, and he himself has no desire to claim any land as his former home. Really, there’s very little information that any stranger has been able to extract from him. The only common knowledge most undead agree on with this scoundrel is that he is a crass and consistently obnoxious presence that can’t seem to sit properly and never appears to take any other person seriously; a soul who has made it perfectly clear that he cares for no one but himself.

In truth, there’s a rich history to this thieving lout that almost none would ever know about. Patches’s past is one of deep pain and regret, all of which came forth from one desperate, misguided mistake he had made in his youth. In many ways he wasn’t able to truly feel alive again until after he awoke as an undead at the bottom of a steep cliff he’d been hurled down. To Patches there is no evil greater than greed, no greed stronger than the desires held by clerics, and no soul who he should ever give something as precious as his own trust to.

Thoughts on Patches:

Lautrec the Embraced: “A vile, cowardly, condescending little hyena, he is! The simple acts of basic human decency are concepts men like him are wholly illiterate to, but what truly makes “Trusty” Patches so dangerous is how well-crafted his mask of innocence is. He will make you believe he is on your side with his honeyed words and brotherly camaraderie, only for the mask to fall the moment you make the grave mistake of believing he’s softer than he truly is. If you ask me, I think that his humanity will be of greater use in someone else’s hands, keh heh heh heh heh”

Petrus of Thorolund: “Oh, that one. I have had the misfortune of getting my time stolen by a conversation I had with this Patches fellow when he was lurking around Firelink, and he is certainly the breed of miscreant any good man would wish to avoid. You can see it all in his eyes, how shifty and brimming with malice they are, and with that shadowy smile of his I would not be surprised if he had some Carimian blood in him. In fact, I could have sworn I had seen him sneaking in the darkness of the Catacombs- Erm, whilst I had gotten lost down there! Oh, I do hope my party doesn’t come across a man like that. Who knows what could happen to them…”

Shiva of the East: “Oh, that scrawny bald man with the spear and wooden greatshield? Euyahahahahahahaha! Such a pathetic whelp! A man like him does not fight like a true warrior, but merely hides behind his shield and pokes his weapon out like a frightened turtle until his foe is either exhausted or stupid enough to break their guard. How did I meet him? He was trying over and over to show me some “treasure” in the undergrowth below us until I got fed up and challenged him to a duel. Only then did he find an excuse to slip away from me. What an idiot, thinking he had any idea what treasure I seek. He does have a keen eye for hidden things, though. That, I will give him.”

Solaire of Astora: “Why yes, I am familiar with Patches. He was the first undead I met just before my arrival to Lordran, and was always trying to steer me towards any valuables along the way during our journey together. Of course I had no interest in any trinkets. My only goal is finding my sun, but still I always made sure to let him know how much I valued his mere presence around me, let alone his kindness. Ha ha ha… I feel quite foolish now for having ever believed he truly cared for me.

"Yet despite it all, I know deep down that Patches is not an evil man. I will never trust him again, but I do hope he can one day find trust in another.”

[neoprowl]

Scam a scammer(yugioh season zero reference)

[in the streets of shibuya, at night]

Razar who just scammed some people with a where's the ball game: *counting money* hehehe, who knew humans were so easily tricked

Kagetsu: *sits down*....

Razar: ahh, a new player I see? Wait, your that kid with the purple hair! Care to try your paws little kitten? I heard you enjoy challenging games

Kagetsu: fine...however *holds up a coin with an eye* this won't be a normal game...it'll be...Zetaubō gēmu

Razar: eh?

Kagetsu: despair game *hides coin in one cup, replacing the ball* rules are simple...both of us will take turns finding the golden Xrosseye, it's worth 100 million dollars

Razar: *shark squaking* then this will be ea—

Kagetsu: *gives Razar a blindfold* however, we must wear a blindfold as the cups are shuffled, no cheating...or you will face a dreadful...Zetsubō no batsu...or Despair punishment

Razar: ha! This will be easy *puts on blindfold*

Kagetsu: now...remember, the coin is in the middle *puts on blindfold*

Razar: *lifts blindfold a little*

Kagetsu: *shuffles the cups*

Razar(internally): heh, what a foolish human. Doesn't he know I've seen this trick far too many times

Kagetsu(blindfolded): *stops and taps on the cup on razar's right*

Razar(internally): easy money

Razar: *takes blindfold off*

Kagetsu: *takes blindfold off* now...which will you chose? The right one? Or the dreadfully wrong one?

Razar: ha! Word of advice boy! Never scam a scammer! *Lifts up right cup to find...nothing* huh?

Kagetsu: boo, too bad *lifts up middle cup* looks like I win, and I get to keep the coin

Razar: *grabs the coin* HOLD UP! Did you even shuffle the cubs for real!? Your a cheat aren't you!?

Kagetsu: ... I'm not the one who took a peak

Razar: ...huh?

Kagetsu: *eyes glows* the doors of despair has opened

Razar: what? *Feels a burn* hey! Ow...what? *Looks to see money and tail on fire* h-hey! Ow! What's going on here!? Ow! Ow! Ow!

Kagetsu: your punishment, not only did you lose...but you also cheated

Razar: *whole body on fire* AH! OW! AH! GAH! PUT ME OUT! IT BURNS!

Kagetsu(deadpan): ....word of advice...never scam a scammer

Razar(on fire): AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH

[back at the Multirealm share house, Chima room]

Eris: ...so how long will this last?

Razar: *curled up on the floor having a panic induced seizure, still thinking he's on fire*

Kagetsu: ....how long do you want it to last?

Eris: ....*grins* I'll let you know...some other time

Kagetsu: ...eh *shrugs and leaves room*

[thenewfuture]

So..yeah your all a bunch of former terrorist how yeah feeling?

Hmmm....I did indeed intend to rule this world...

But! It should be on my merit alone! Not to bend to the whims of that vile seductress' entrancements!

Yeah, I can't believe that happened to me as well. Stupid Nekomaru, look what you've done...

Shouldn't something more concern you two bozos right now?

Huh?

Shouldn't you be mad that hamster-man over here killed you? Aren't you upset or angry or something?

...

....

...Heh heh heh.....Keh heh heh heh...

Fuaahahahahaha! Foolish mortal with such feeeeeeble comprehension!

Wh-What the heck are you talking about...?!

Gahahahaha! I don't think I'd blame you for thinking that! But there is an explanation!

Our killing was at mutual terms. He died or I died, made no difference. It was to help everyone.

Huh?!

Enclosed in a fortress with no nourishments to be found anywhere, left to reduce to ashes as the moons pass. Many others accepted their fate of death without hesitation.

And THAT, is an action I could not ignore...!

Wasting away pathetically on the ground like a dog with no act of retaliation or commitment to idea of life simply for the sake of "morals"! Nay, nay I say!

So I challenged Nekomaru to a duel for the sake of the others. Whoever won would kill the other and use that opportunity so that everyone would live another day.

Wh-what...? What the...?

E-Even still, murder is still murder! You can't just use that as an excuse!

Then would you too have purely accepted giving up on life. Not being able to have the option of fighting back?

Then there clearly is no use in conversing with someone who only sees the world in only two dimensions... Weak.

I, I... N-Nekomaru, you were just okay with that!?

Sure. I mean I was a robot at the time and thus, it wasn't really fair for me to be the only one unaffected by the motive of no food.

Life is a precious that must be cherished every day like it is your laaaaast! As a coach and as a man, I must live life to the fullest at any coooooooost!

..............

[thewittyphantom]

Here's Alito's dialogue with Quattro and Quinton.

Quattro: Hold it right there. Alito: Who are you? Quattro: Who am I? I'm a superstar - everyone knows me! Alito: What? Quattro: If you don't know who I am, you must not be human. Alito: !? Quattro: Heh heh heh...You flinched when I said that. Means I'm right. Alito: You tricked me! Quattro: Not really. Because it's true that the whole world knows my name. I'm a champion Duelist after all! Now that I caught your attention...It's time to reel you in! Let's Duel, Barian! Alito: You're foolish enough to challenge me - knowing that I'm a Barian? Fine! Let's do this, champ! Or should I say, fool! Quattro: (I can finally atone for what I did... ...Shark!)

Quinton: Stop right there! Alito: Huh? What do you want? Quinton: I can't let you meet Yuma. I challenge you to a Duel! Alito: Hey now. Don't you know who I am? Quinton: I do. You're a Barian warrior. Alito: Heh...You must be special to know that. Quinton: Does the name Vetrix ring a bell? I'm his son. Alito: ...Ohhhhhhh yeah! I remember someone like that. You want revenge for your pops, is that it? Even though that incident had nothing to do with me? Your dad ended up in Barian World because you humans were fighting each other! Quinton: .....You're right. This isn't a fight for revenge. This is a fight to protect my world from you! Alito: Looks like Yuma and Astral aren't my only foes. Fine! Let's see how far you're willing to go to protect this planet!

[maguro13-2]

Shattered Hero ~ Origins of the Ink Demon : Episode Maka Pt.18 ~

"On the Final Fortress Deck..."

Kamek : Last chance, wise guy! So what? I did disguise myself as that crazy stalker to Kimial. That's a load off my back. But you think you can match the great Kamek? Just what where did you think that you would get the crazy idea?

Inky Jr : Easy for you to say. You thought that a one eye cloud can bring the power of storms, but I have the power to control Zeus! (throws eletrical zaps at Kamek) HAHA!!!

Kamek : YAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!

Inky Jr : Any last words before I'll smash your guts out.?

Kamek : Okay, I confess! I disguised myself as the Meister Ox Ford to get that witch's attention. I just wanted her to know if she's still under the influence of Shinra Kusakabe!

(the group arrives)

[Mystery G - Sota Fujimori]

Winry : Hey, umm, what's going on here? Hey, that magician over there must've been the Ox Ford meister we've been looking for. So he's fake news.

Lan-Fan : It appears that one of the meisters have turned out to be a fake just to leak into information about the Kusakabe legacy.

Inky Jr : You there. Are you a friend to mother? Winry Rockbell is it?

Winry Rockbell : Yeah that's me? And you must be Inky Albarn's son.

Inky Jr : Hmmm...That is correct. I just knew that I would easily finding out that the brats of Nevada were under the influence of that foolish boy that calls him Kusakabe. But it's certainly influence from the devil himself. But I'm gonna sink that in just to let you know. Whether you are on the Devil's side or not?

Winry Rockbell : So what if that someone is on the Devil's side or not? Perhaps this is Real World AU, remember? Kimial might not be on the Devil's side.

Inky Jr : So this is what the friends of mother to carry out the likes from the devil's like him. But I can't let his influence to spread the lying to the world from his face! But to prove that you are not friends with those brats, I'm gonna let you decide to have a challenge to fight. It may be challenging for you to fight with a demon like me.

Winry Rockbell : Don't worry, guys. I got this fight. (takes off sandals) Alright, demon. I'll give you fight when there is a fight. I'm going out all on style.

Inky Jr : Bwahahahaha! Let's see what you got from a girl in craftsmanship like you

[ Osc-Sync Carnival - Hidenori Shoji]

Winry Rockbell : Alright, I won't back down now. I'll do martial arts and a little wrench would help me to beat you!

Inky Jr. : En Garde!

(battle beings)

Inky Jr : Your skills are much of a fight to put into all to that action!

Winry : Heh! You're welcome! I'm a proud girl that knows about Craftsmanship and you got craftsman skill on your own. You know how make weapons that is steel and powerful!

Inky Jr : Same to you! But can you even quite pack a punch to yourself?

Winry : Heh! I can use any skills I want! I know martial arts and that's what I need to make myself stronger. That's all nothing but practice!

Inky Jr : Precisely! Seems like you got a long way ahead of yourself.

Winry : But it's not like that I will not let Real World AU suffer the same fate like what it did in the 1930s! That's a long way before we existed!

Inky Jr : True. Which is why I lay dormant for my slumber. And if this world does not meet it's end within the next years, it shall fade away along with the planet.

Winry : Trust me. I know we heroes won't fail us! This time, someone will save Real World AU and we can do it without the DWMA!

Inky Jr : Correct! But the DWMA is nothing more than an excursion. The foundation of Soul World shall fall to it's knees where it all began from the Ohkuboverse 1000 years ago. Think you could lend me a hand and save this world from it's crippling fate?

Winry : we'll do!

(battle ends)

Inky Jr. : Interesting. I might give you credit for that one. So, even light and darkness are the two greater forces, hope or despair, it shall be the only keys between the two forces that are still on the balance. But all of them needs to keep everything order, or this planet will be in an era of gloom and doom. (Kamek gets up to respond)

Kamek : Lousy disguise of a meister. I can't even stand these brats. How could I not been so careless all of a sudden. I just wanted to get that witch's attention!

Inky Jr : Oh look. The little pipsqueak is still on his feet. But I'm the only one that would never deal a magical runt like him. So, Winry, why don't you and friends go take of care of this weasel and give him a good beating? I got other things to do around the planet's globe.

Winry : You think so? Sure, we'll give him a beat down.

Inky Jr : [before entering the door] See ya, Fullmetal Mechanic. (closes door before it disappears)

Lan-Fan : Hey, wait a minute! What about your mother!? Guess we have no choice to but to teach this guy a lesson.

Kamek : Huh? Hey, you inky twit! Come back! No fair! Why I ought to...! I just wanted to get Kimial Diehl's attention to me! The only reason I disguised myself as that bald-headed meister because I only want to know about her if she's still under the influence of Shinra Kusakabe! But now my plans have been foiled by the likes of demons! I don't know why are demons always keeps getting in my way and I don't even care anymore! But now, thanks to you, you have really started to make me furiously raged! And now, I'm about to get real serious! IT'S TIME FOR ME TO TAKE OUT THE TRAAAASH!!!

??? : Volt Teccer!

Kamek : What!? *ELECTRICITY CRACKING* Where is this electricity coming from!?

*DBZ SFX : STRONG KICK!*

Kamek : WHY MEEEEEEEE!?! *DING!*

Mei-Chang : What the heck was that!? Is that Pikachu foreshadowing Final Smashes?

Riza Hawkeye : No, that's not Pikachu.

Lan-Fan : Then who is that?

Pulseman : Veil!

Veil : Long time no see, Pulseman!

Pulseman : Veil! Did you know what really killed the "Real" Harvar D Eclair?

Veil : Isn't it obvious, the one who really electrocuted Harvar D Eclair was nothing more than electricity itself. It has appeared that It was I who easily destroyed that Shikimaru-cyclops wannabe! He said that he looks like Shikimaru, but it realizes that I thought it was shikimaru or the Cyclops. Turns out it was just another french guy looking alike him. So I gave him a Thunder Cloud item from kart racing and got himself killed with eletricity! Or perhaps that it was a Blue Shell that killed.

Pulseman : Alright. veil! You asked for it!

[Metamorphoser - Junichi Masuda]

(the battle begins)

Winry : So the one that got Harvar D Eclair was a simple eletrcicity or a Blue Shell?

Lan-Fan : So that's why Kimial was never heard from those guys.

Mei-Chang : What a shocking coincidence!

Riza Hawkeye : Now I remember where the pieces are coming together. It was a Mario Kart item that he opened for kart racing, which he released it by mistake and killed him.

Lan-Fan : Needless to say, but it's wrong to judge one's actions than that. It was not murder or curiosity that killed the cat. It was a catastrophic accident that he pulled.

Winry : Let's hope so. Whether it's thunder cloud or Blue shells, that's the ultimate way of what really killed Harvar D Eclair. Kart racing was his latest demise in an accident.

Pulseman : And now you're finished!

Veil : Wow! (before vanishing) Impossible! I never back down from a fight!

Beatrice : Great job!

(battle ends)

Lan-Fan : Incredible! So my eyes were right. I can't believe that Harvar D Eclair manage to kill himself leading him to his accidental demise. It was that Blue Tortoise shell that curiosity killed the cat. How did a person die like that in a kart racing accident?

Winry : Yeah, I guess that Kimial Diehl was never really interested in boys. Right now we're more worried into that son of the Ink Demon Queen Inky Albarn. What's his angle about that? It's quite obvious to see what he has for us in store. *GASP!* Look out! (the group avoids)

Lan-Fan : I guess there's one more thing for that!

~ Act 18 : Entities of the Storm ~

[plugrick]

“Heh. Judging by how distressed he was by your defection, I don’t think the one-eyed fucker was exactly keen on replacing you with another prodige.”

Ken laughed lightly, but it was dry and cynical. There was little humor to be had on the subject of the ex-Commander’s disturbing obsession.

“He was determined to find you, and didn’t seem to care much about who he had to go through to do so. Other Commanders, Generals, even some of my fellow Grand Leaders didn’t dare to stand against his will.”

Flannax Archibald had made quite the name for himself over the span of his career, and was feared for good reason. It shouldn’t come as much of a surprise that other Federation members tended to stay out of his way - those that challenged him seldom lived through the ordeal. Quz was a rare exception to the rule.

Kenneth set aside bloodied and pus-covered cotton, exchanging it for clean packing that he carefully fed into the depths of some of the holes pierced into Mike’s collarbone area. The process of stopping up the wounds may look alarming from an outside perspective, but it was handled with nothing short of grace.

They were in such close proximity that they were almost be cheek to cheek, a Federation traitor and a shiny example of leadership. How long had it been since the two of them were so intimate? Sharing the same breath, nearly chest to chest.

“I was up to date on your every move that he discovered. Not because I wanted you imprisoned, of course, it was… It was just good to know that you were still free.” Up until he wasn’t, anyway. “Then you were captured, and the prison fell… And I was sure that you were dead.”

Kenneth’s stress wrinkles showed the worst when he was holding himself in check, like he was now. Years of intense pressure as Leader had made them permanent features on his chiseled face.

“And yet, I… I never stopped thinking about you, Mikey.”

He paused.

“Or about… what happened that night.”

He swallowed, taking a second to collect his thoughts behind a furrowed brow. Ken seemed troubled by what was on his mind. The memories were painful. Difficult to reminisce on.

“I’ve thought about it many times throughout the years, even as I’ve grown older and climbed the ranks of the Federation.” He began, his voice dipping low with haunted emotion. “It was my idea for us to randevouz in the supply tent. I knew that it was imperative to you that we remained secret, and I should have been more careful.”

He sighed and pulled his tools away, leaning back a bit and closing his eyes. The guilt was written all over his face, breaking the Grand Leader’s usually schooled and dutiful demeanor. He had been holding onto this for a long, long time, and the feelings had only intensified in mourning for the brother in arms that he had believed to be deceased.

“Objectively, it was my fault that we ended up… going our separate ways.” He stated matter-of-factly, straightening up. Kenneth had been avoiding looking at his old friend directly, but now he leveled his gaze with him eye to eye. It was a sign of respect - Mike deserved to have his undivided attention. “I was foolish. I exposed our relationship, I sabotaged the mission. I nearly got Quz killed, and you…”

It had hardly been a mystery that Mike had suffered greatly under the rage of the deranged Commander. The following day had been tense at camp, especially when Flannax’s star soldier came limping out of his tent late that morning. Straight-backed and quiet, eyes trained anywhere but in Kenneth’s direction.

“I know that the past cannot be changed,” Ken went on. “My Commander reminds me of that fact often. But… For what it is worth, I carry the weight of my mistakes.”

X

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Azul Ashengrotto Tsumsitter Personal Story: Part 3

"A Moment with Azultsum III"

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

[Mostro Lounge]

[Azultsum nudges a student]

Savanaclaw Student: Alright, alright already. Hey, can I get a refill over here?

Jade: Yes, of course, I'll bring it right away.

Floyd: That Tsum's so tiny but it's got a ton of stamina. It just keeps going and going.

Jade: Thanks to the Tsum's enthusiastic service, the first branch over here is overwhelmingly packed, as expected.

Jade: Compared to us…

Azul: I should angle the chairs like this... No, more in this direction, I think.

Azul: Now, I only need to set this for each table…

Azul: …Whew. Even half the space feels quite large when working by myself.

Azul: And then there's this serene silence…

Azul: Even the usual background music resonates differently when it's quiet.

Floyd: Maan, what're you doin', Azul?

Floyd: What, are ya just redecoratin' just 'cause you got nothing better to do? That's so sad.

Azul: Heh. Talk while you can. You'll understand soon enough.

Floyd: Huh? The Tsum's just as energetic as before, but ain't it kinda weird?

Jade: Ah, so you've noticed, Floyd? That the number of our customers have been gradually decreasing.

Floyd: Ah! Look over there.

Azul: Here we have the special for today, an herb tea. It will soothe your weary body.

Azul: Are you ready to order over there? I'll be right with you.

Floyd: Are we losing our customers to Azul?

Jade: Oho. I see…

Floyd: Haaah? What's goin' on? All our customers're gone!

Jade: It seems so. And on the contrary, Azul's second branch is…

Azul: Yes, I shall go check on that immediately.

Azul: Forgive me, currently we have no available seats. Would you please wait outside?

Jade: It seems business is booming.

Floyd: I don't get it. What's this all mean?

Azul: Thank you very much for your patience. Would this table be acceptable?

Heartslabyul Student B: Wow! From this seat, I have a great view of that cute Tsum.

Scarabia Student A: This chair's so nice to sit in, too. The cushion is so soft and comfy.

Pomefiore Student B: How cute is that Tsum...!?

Ignihyde Student B: When it recommends stuff, I end up ordering too much and lose all my money. It's much better to be able to watch it from this distance.

Azul: Oh my, you seem so weary. Please, rest at this table.

Savanaclaw Student B: Wheeew～ This is so calming. I'm starting to feel a bit sleepy.

Azul: That is aroma oil with a maritime fragrance. I do hope you are able to relax with this bit of solace.

Jade: I see… You've put us in a bind, Azul.

Azul: Oh, why, if it isn't Jade-san and Floyd-san from the café's first branch.

Azul: You seem to have nothing to do. How pitiful.

Jade: So, you were adjusting the chairs earlier in order to cater to those who wished to view the Tsum from a fair distance…

Jade: When all's said and done, it seems the concept of the Lounge's second branch was "A relaxing space to observe the Tsum."

Floyd: So, what, he basically used our own secret weapon against us? Seriously?

Azul: What the customers of the Mostro Lounge seek is a top-class experience that differs from their ordinary lives.

Azul: An exciting and new experience like you provided would of course pique their curiosity, but I cannot see them enjoying it for long.

Azul: In the end, they will pursue a soothing place to relax. That solace is what will drive people to come.

Azul: Thus, the demand for my various types of relaxing herbal tea is soaring through the roof.

Azul: I don't believe your side will have another customer ever again.

Jade: The competition has been decided, then. I can acknowledge it. We've lost.

Jade: I did think we'd be able to have a little fun since the Tsums had shown up again...

Jade: Fufu, it seems we've concluded this game with a reaffirmation of your abilities, Azul.

Floyd: Awesome, that's Azul, for ya! Though that smug look's starting to piss me off.

Azul: This was a foregone conclusion.

Azul: It was beyond foolish to challenge me, as I am always thinking about what's best for the Mostro Lounge.

Azul: This proves just how much of a difference our capabilities are. I hope you've fully grasped that!

Jade: Oh my, are you truly that pressed to be declared the winner like this against such a small creature? Your ruthlessness is quite admirable.

Floyd: Ah, the Tsum's doin' something.

Tsum: …......

[Azultsum bounces]

Floyd: Ahahah! It's bouncin' like a flathead mullet! What, you getting' all worked up on your own over there?

Azul: What a lovely rebellious spirit. I would have been disappointed indeed if my copy here were to have given up so easily.

Azul: While you weren't able to match my level, well, I suppose you didn't do too terribly, either.

Azul: Moreover, even if it was only for a short while, you did increase the profits of the Mostro Lounge.

Azul: When we eventually open a new Lounge, perhaps I shall seriously consider making you a manager.

Azul: It would be of that second branch, of course.

Floyd: Aw, you're so nice, Azul. So, whatcha cookin' up then?

Jade: Well, it would be problematic if this money treeー or rather, I should say, this Tsum, felt dejected and chose to never come back again…

Jade: So I assume he merely said that to prevent that from possibly happening.

Azul: How could you possibly say that? I am always kind to everyone and anyone…

Azul: Aren't I just the epitome of generosity?

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

[twistedwonderlandsimps]

Leona!Yuu but it’s Episode 3 and they’re being a menace

“Leonaaaaaaa,” Yuu called out, yawning. They took a quick glance out the window and saw the moon glowing brightly up the night sky. It was already late. “Come on, won’t you do it for your very own sibling? Don’t be so stingy.”

“You got yourself into that mess, get yourself out of it.” Was what the head of the Savanaclaw Dorm simply said as he turned away from Yuu and to his side, trying to get a wink of sleep.

But of course, even just attempting to sleep was proving to be a challenge when Leona had a very annoying older sibling hellbent on irritating him to death. Apparently, their favorite napping spot was going to be taken away permanently because they were foolish enough to decide and use it as collateral when they made a deal with the Octavinelle Dorm Head. They shouldn’t have made a deal in the first place but noooo, they had to go off and do it anyway.

Yuu didn’t even own the damn thing! What was it called… the Ramshackle Dorm, yeah, that one. In the first place, how did they even use it as collateral? What was Crowley doing? Why wasn’t he monitoring the school property properly? Well, okay that was a low bar. The Headmaster didn’t really do anything, but still.

Grim snickered softly from the sofa’s armrest, having climbed up there since earlier because it gave him a greater view of Leona who was suffering while trying (and failing) to block out Yuu’s ceaseless chatter with a pillow. He almost felt bad for Leona but what must be done, must be done. He really liked Ramshackle Dorm. Sure there were some ghosts living in it but the sunlight just hit certain areas around the dorm perfectly! It was the perfect napping spot! Ffna, he’d be damned if it got turned to a restaurant and have the peace and quiet get ruined…

“But Leonaaaaaa, that’s what I’m doing~~” Yuu lazily drawled out from the floor, having been literally kicked out of the bed earlier by Leona for trying to monopolize the majority of the space. Though, it didn’t look like they were too bothered being sprawled out on the floor. In fact, they looked close to dozing off. “And that’s why I need your heeeeeeelp.” Hmm… The carpet felt soft and nice to touch. Yuu wondered if Leona would notice it if they stole his carpet. He probably wouldn’t. They’ll steal it later.

“I don’t care, stop bothering me. Go away.”

“Ehh… Come oooon. I cleaned up your mess when you overblotted. Help me here a little. Besides, don’t I get to have older sibling privileges?”

Pointedly ignoring the overblot comment, Leona snorted and retorted: “The only privilege you have is being a public menace and disrupting what little peace I have in my life. Anyway, I won’t do it. Getting caught up with that octopus is troublesome enough as it is.” Leona grumbled before he looked over his shoulder to look at Yuu on the floor with a judging look. “In the first place, why would you even help those herbivores out? What do you even get out of helping them?”

Yuu hummed and tilted their head, an ear twitching slightly. That was a good question. “Hmmm… probably because they’re…” The older Kingscholar paused, trying to purposely make their answer as suspenseful as possible.

It didn’t look like it was working because instead of Leona looking curious and wanting to hear more, he looked more like he was preparing to throw a pillow straight at Yuu’s face the moment they said something stupid with how tight he was gripping it.

“Eh…cute! They’re like tiny newborn cubs, trying to look intimidating and keep running around curiously. It’s fun watching them get into trouble.” Yuu chuckled in amusement and then paused contemplatively. They willfully ignored the disbelieving look Leona was giving them, and then added. “Also because they give good ear scratches.”

Yuu shot a quick glance at the younger Kingscholar’s expression and chuckled internally when they saw him rearing his arm back.

Boof!

Heh. Yuu might have had a pillow thrown to their face but joke’s on Leona, they got a free pillow. Yuu calmly placed the pillow under their head. They yawned again. Now they just need a blanket… Leona probably won’t mind it if they stole his later, too.

“I can’t believe your loyalty was bought out by ear scratches. Have you no dignity as a Kingscholar?”Leona muttered, massaging the bridge of his nose in irritation. Yuu quickly replied with a, “Nope, none at all~.”

Hey, the ear scratches were good and the napping spots were great. What more can a feline ask in life? But now that their favorite napping spot was about to get taken away and their ear scratchers too busy to meet up with them because of the anemones on their heads, life was not fine.

Leona gave them a dry look before turning away once again. “Well, it’s your problem. You deal with it. I’m going back to sleep.”

Huh… seems like Leona wasn’t really budging about his decision.

Yuu looked at Grim who was lounging on the sofa’s armrest. Grim looked back at them and the two made eye-contact. Even though the two didn’t verbally say anything, they knew each other well enough to understand what the other was thinking. A mischievous grin appeared on Grim’s face.

“You really won’t help me, my dearest baby brother?” Yuu asked one last time with half-lidded eyes before Leona’s impending judgment.

Leona kept quiet, hoping that if he pretended he was asleep then Yuu and their gremlin cat would leave him alone but he could feel something was about to go wrong. The hairs on the back of his neck were standing up and for the Great Seven’s sake, he hoped Yuu wasn’t thinking of what he was hoping them NOT to do. Unfortunately for him, luck was not on his side.

Yuu once again looked at Grim and the two nodded at each other. A small favor for tuna cans it is, then.

Grim opened his maw and… he screamed bloody murder. It was loud and grating to the ears, like nails on a chalkboard. But it was even worse off for beastpeople due to their greater sense of hearing compared to that of humans. It was a wonder as to how Yuu could keep themselves upright but years of exposure to Grim probably built up their resistance to Grim’s unholy screeching.

Yuu quickly pushed and flipped themselves over, going on all fours. A sharp glint quickly flashed in their eyes like that of a predator that was about to catch its prey as they swiftly pounced onto the side of the bed which almost launched Leona off but he managed to hold on.

“You—!“

“LEONAAAA!”

“MREOOOOOOOOW! MREOOOOOOOOOOOW!”

Ruggie, who had come running to Leona’s room when he heard the yelling, paused at the doorway to take in the bizarre scene in front of him.

Grim was yelling non-stop on the sofa’s armrest while Yuu kept on jumping on Leona’s bed while simultaneously calling Leona’s name. Leona was slowly inching to the edge of the bed and looked close to falling on the floor with an expression on his face that showed that he was done with life.

“MREOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!”

“LEOOONAAAAAAA!”

“Grrr… I hate… all of you...”

Ruggie blinked, trying to take in the scene, before he slowly backed away and gently closed the door. He was not going to deal with whatever that is. Knowing Yuu and Grim, if he tried to stop them then the two would just target him too so it was better to leave them all alone. Siblings will be siblings, after all.

“Good luck, Leona. May you rest in peace...” Ruggie muttered before heading back to his own room for a very much needed rest. He had a feeling that something big was going to happen tomorrow so he was going to need all the energy he can muster up.

[dialovers-translations]

DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE, BLOOD Official Visual Fanbook Short Story: Sakamaki Reiji VS Mukami Ruki

Source: Diabolik Lovers More, Blood Official Visual Fanbook

Release date: 2013

Disclaimer: Both sides portray the same story, but from a different perspective. The first story is written from Reiji’s POV, while the second portrays the events from Ruki’s POV.

REIJI’S SIDE

ーー An eye for an eye. I honestly did not think I would ever let someone else’s words sway me.

On top of the same bed.

Two Vampires ganging up on one woman.

I have been completely captivated by this situation which at first glance would be nothing but laughable. 

“Come on...You want more, do you not? Try begging for it. Go ahead...”

I whisper those words with the most gentle, sweetest tone imaginable, while stroking the top of her head as she lies there pinned down on top of the sheets. Her cheeks color red in embarrassment, as she looks up at me with watery eyes.

“Heh...You are rather kind. I thought you were more of a cruel man.”

“Hmph. I am different from you.”

While saying that, I press my lips against her own.

In reaction, she squints her eyes in pleasure.

For one, this current situation is the result of a trivial matter.

Yet right now, I find myself in this state.

I honestly have to laugh with it myself.

However, I figured this was a perfect opportunity to show that man...Mukami Ruki.

The fact that she has already completely devoted herself to me.

“Well then, where would you like it next...? Your shoulder? Or perhaps...A little further below?”

As I tease her with those words, she shakes her head from left to right.

As to be expected, Ruki responds by extending his hand towards her.

��I know, Livestock. ...Where you want it, that is...”

While speaking those words, Ruki gradually moves closer, gliding his fingertips across her lower back.

“You sly flox...”

Making no attempts to hide the frustration in my voice, I bury my face in her nape.

My fangs gently sink inside.

Her flesh is thoroughly soft, willingly accepting my sharp fangs.

Her sweet, rich blood gushes inside my mouth.

Each time, a gasp slips past her lips.

Ruki would suck blood from her lower back at the same time, as her body slides across the sheets.

“Nn...Haah...”

This blood truly is irresistable. 

I cannot help but gasp in amazement.

I lap up the blood dribbling down from my fangs inside my mouth.

My body moves on its own, not wanting to let a single drop go to waste.

“Oi, Livestock...How does feel...to have two Vampires wrapped around your little finger like this?”

Ruki speaks with a delirious voice.

She is unable to muster a response, her body simply quivering instead.

I grab her trembling hand, and bring it towards my lips.

“How rather tactless of you to try and ask such a thing to her.”

“Heh...My bad. I didn’t enjoy the same upbringing as you guys did.”

Despite his mocking tone, Ruki keeps on moving closer, sliding towards her thigh.

“Hold it. That place is...”

“Have you ever heard of the saying ‘the early worm gets the bird’?”

Ruki speaks before spreading her legs. 

While keeping her knee locked firmly in place, he brings his face closer as if trying to sneak a peek in between.

“Che...”

I involuntarily click my tongue before plunging my fangs inside her chest next.

If he wishes to challenge me to see whose fangs can bring her the most pleasure, then I will gladly take him on.

I am Karlheinz’ son. A descendent of the Vampire King.

I shall never lose to a man of vulgar, mannerless lineage.

ーー The End.

RUKI’S SIDE

ーー I never imagined he would take part in such foolish games. I can only assume he is very prideful himelf.

“Come on...You want more, do you not? Try begging for it. Go ahead...”

He whispers with a sing-sung voice after nibbling her throat.

While I always found him to be somewhat similar to that man in aura, I realize that he cannot fight back against the temptation of blood after all, as I start to peel off her clothes.

That being said, the only thing still left to remove was a single shirt covering her frame.

While grabbing onto the fabric, I try and taunt the other with my words.

“Heh...You are rather kind. I thought you were more of a cruel man.”

“Hmph. I am different from you.”

As he emphasizes the difference between us two, I take back everything I thought before.

These kind of childish games are right up his alley, I now believe.

“Well then, where would you like it next...? Your shoulder? Or perhaps...A little further below?”

That man - Reiji - gauges her reactions as he tickles the skin of her shoulder.

As I come to realize his intentions, I move my own body closer, bringing my face closer to her lower body which has been left completely unguarded.

Reiji is most likely a man who does everything by the book.

In that case, all I have to do is get in the way of that.

“I know, Livestock. ...Where you want it, that is...”

I get one step ahead of him and move my fingertips across that spot.

She flinches in response, trying to move away from my fingers.

I see. This spot must feel quite good.

While chuckling softly, I thrust my fangs right in.

“You sly fox...”

I can hear Reji’s irritated voice echo from above.

My lips curve into a smirk as I suck her blood.

If I can keep up momentum like this, victory will be mine.

However, this woman’s blood truly is special after all.

While it is obviously sweet, there is something more about it which just screams ‘blood’ at you.

If someone who was not even born a Vampire such as myself is able to sense that, then it must be even more noticeable to a pureblood.

“Nn...Haah...”

As a matter of fact, Reiji is currently gasping feverishly just from having a taste.

Of course, I am no exception either.

Heat slowly wells up inside my body. If I had to put it into words, I would say it is similar to the feeling of being drunk off strong liquor. 

“Oi, Livestock...How does feel...to have two Vampires wrapped around your little finger like this?”

It may seem odd to call someone as special as herself ‘livestock’.

That being said, the woman going by that nickname fails to respond.

Seems like she has completely lost herself from the four fangs bringing her pleasure. 

“How rather tactless of you to try and ask such a thing to her.”

While mocking me, Reiji places a kiss against the palm of her hand.

“Heh...My bad. I didn’t enjoy the same upbringing as you guys did.”

While chuckling, I part her legs in an attempt to make her feel even better.

She does not even try to stop her most risqué part from being fully exposed.

I wonder if she has truly given in?

“Hold it. That place is...”

Reiji stops me with a criticizing tone.

“Have you ever heard of the saying ‘the early worm gets the bird’?”

I do not even hesitate to take a peek in between her legs.

Drawn in by the subtle curve of her inner high, I bring my lips closer.

It must be beyond delicious to suck her blood from a spot as soft as a marshmallow.

While purring, I continue to lean in before ruthlessly plunging my fangs inside.

“Che...”

I can hear a shameless click of the tongue.

Seems like my plan worked like a charm.

I find power struggles to be utterly foolish.

However, it is important to face such challenges head-on every now and then.

Especially when you have two prideful men going neck at neck...No?

ーー The End.

[cinnbar-bun]

A Fool, A Sage, and a Lonely Friend Pt. 2

Pairing: Beelzebub x Reader x Lucilius

A/n: hello!! I return with the sequel after like… over a year hahaha … this ones a bit shorter, I think it’s best if I do smaller chunks versus just throwing a huge big piece like last time.

Warning: this is not canon. In the slightest. At all. Most of this is based on my interpretation of what I believe may have happened before WMTSB, and a lot of this has more dramatic and theatrical changes than what may have occurred. Please understand, I’m not trying to be canon- this is just for fun and I’m doing this to try and get to where we are now in canon! This series also contains mentions of abuse, sickness, death, and unhealthy relationships. If these make you uncomfortable, please do not read this.

Link to Part 1: https://cinnbar-bun.tumblr.com/post/190948837548/dark-rapture-and-chaos-lucilius-x-reader-x

“Open your eyes…”

He murmured softly against the body. His hand tightened around their wrist as he prayed for them to awaken.

Please... please... please…

Exhaustion and anxiety were all that remained in him. Ever since Beelzebub left to god knows where, he’d been focused on his newest creation.

A replica of the person he loved so dearly.

If everyone was to smite your existence, then he’d fix it all up for you. None would harm you. None would think to mistreat you or hurt you again. All they had to do was open their eyes, and he’d take care of them like how he couldn’t for you.

No movements. Lifeless. No pulse. Cold to the touch. No signs of any respiratory action.

He huffed as he pressed their cold hand against his cheek. He felt his eyes burn. It felt so much like when you were there… when you were in pain, suffering from that unknown illness even he could not figure out. He couldn’t help but mourn again. Everything was a constant reminder of what he had lost, and what he’d never get back.

A tear trickled down and he quickly wiped it away with his sleeve. He was tired. He was tired of crying. No more tears. There was no reason to cry when he was going to make you come back. He leaned over their body and used his thumb to graze across their cheek.

Nothing.

He sighed and was about to retract his hand when he saw their face scrunch up as they weakly creaked open their eyes.

“Wha… where…” they asked.

“My (Y/n)... you’re home.” He breathlessly whispered. He held their face with his hands and excitedly scanned them. Alive. It looked like them.

“Lucilius?” They asked, their voice barely above a whisper as they clenched their throat.

“You’re back. With me… I’m so happy. Come. I’ll have to perform some tests on you.” Lucilius said as he carried them in his arms. They looked at him with half-lidded eyes and tiredly nodded. “I can’t wait to show you all I’ve been doing.”

“What… what are you doing…?” they weakly called out. Lucilius tilted their chin up with his finger as he looked down on them.

“I’ve been working on bringing you back. I also made some new primarchs that you can befriend. Don’t you want to see that? You won’t be lonely anymore. You’re not in pain, are you?”

They opened their mouth before they shook their head. He smiled.

“Good...good… everything is right in the world now. I promise I won’t let anything hurt you anymore.”

They nodded and snuggled into his chest before they fell asleep again.

Ah, they still have sleeping spells. But that’s okay, I can fix that.

I’ll fix everything.

~

“Open your eyes.”

A cold voice awoke Beelzebub as he groaned in pain. He gripped his side before he felt a large force knock him over.

“What the-!” He yelled. He removed the black cloak covering his head and turned to his attacker. “You have some nerve-“

His heart stopped.

The assailant smirked at him and waved.

“Hello old friend.”

That voice! That… it can’t be…

How was it possible? How could it be that you ended up here? Here in this dark, disgusting hell? It couldn’t be you.

“(Y/n)?” He whispered. He felt he was being tricked. This was a cruel, sick joke. Pandemonium really was a disturbing and maddening place.

(H/c) hair, (e/c) eyes, (s/c) skin… things that reminded him of the love he lost. But so many things were different now. Those eyes were not wet with tears or weakened from sickness, instead, they were strong, burning with ambition that had him awestruck. The presence of you had become that of a… of a god, almost.

“Yes, it is me.” The figure nodded. They walked to him and gently placed a hand against his cheek. “Forgive me for hurting you, I just had to wake you up.”

He couldn’t respond. You were in front of him. After so long… after so many years of darkness and hatred and sadness spewing into his soul.

He gripped their wrist, wanting to hold you and make sure he wasn’t dreaming. That this wasn’t a cruel illusion placed by the gods of this world to torture him more.

“Beelzebub, darling, I’m here. You need to get up. We have unfinished business.”

“How are you alive?” He cut them off. They stared blankly before smiling again.

“I don’t know. All I remember is being offered a second chance. I need your help now.”

“What is it you need?”

“I know how cruel this world is. It has been so unkind to people like you and me. We are pawns in a game created by the gods. I am aware of how much it hurt you. But…” the figure hugged him, resting their head against his chest.

The warmth of your body against his made him feel nostalgic. He wrapped his arms around you and stroked your hair. Things he had wanted to do ever since you’ve been gone.

“But what if we became gods? Together?”

Beelzebub froze.

“You and I?”

“Mhm… just us two. Only the two of us, we who wish to seize control of our fate and take hold of our desires. We would be unstoppable, a force so strong that not even the gods could challenge us. All would bow to you, worship you, praise you. Don’t you want that, ‘Bubs’?”

He pulled the figure closer. The affectionate nickname that he never heard for so long… it felt like music to his ears.

“Heh… you don’t say? How did you know of what I wish?”

“Bubs, you fool. You don’t think I wouldn’t know what my love would truly want?” The figure chuckled before leaning into his ear. “I’ve missed you so much, Bubs. I’ve thought of you alone all this time. I wished to see you every day and dreamt of you every night. Is my dedication to my lord enough to prove how much I missed you?”

“Silence.” He whispered back. “You speak too much. To think, you’ve been here all along. Heh, I bet he never could have-“

The figure shut him up with a kiss to his lips. How long he had waited for that when he was a young, foolish boy. But now he was a man, a man with desires and dreams. No longer would he wait, instead, he’d claim. Claim all he wanted and desired.

The separation came far too quickly for his liking, and he held the figure close.

“Don’t talk about him. I’m here, Bubs. I just want you to think of me.”

“Tell me now what we will do to take over the skies. I don’t want to keep us waiting for our throne any longer.”

“I never thought you’d ask,” the figure smiled. “There is a certain… power. One that many cannot wield. But you, you’re different. You’re special, unlike anyone else here. This power can sow chaos wherever it goes, it can rip and tear anything asunder.”

“And what is this power?”

“It is called, chaos matter.”

[shslrose]

Beach Nights - Gundham Tanaka x Reader

Read Part One (fluff) here.                           [ warning: smut / nsfw ]

“Shall we head to the beach now?” Sonia asked, but her royal demeanor made it seem more authoritative. 

Her words barely registered in Gundham’s mind; his gaze was fixed on your body and he found it difficult to focus on anything else. As the group made their way out of the diner and towards the beach, he managed to follow along, despite the way your appearance dominated all of his thoughts. 

Having noticed Gundham’s lingering stare, Fuyuhiko struck up a conversation with him. 

“So, you and Y/N, huh?” Fuyuhiko’s tone was casual and aloof, as though he didn’t care at all.

“What a foolish line,” Gundham replied in his typical grand tone. “I have no idea what you mean.”

“Tch, don’t fuck around,” Fuyuhiko replied with a smirk. “I mean, when are you gonna stop being a pussy and ask her out?”

“You fiend! I..I have no such intentions…! An Overlord such as myself, feeling desire? What a pitiful idea!” Gundham tried to keep his cool, but Fuyuhiko saw right through him.

“Heh, do what you want then. But don’t get it twisted, I’m just trying to help you out here.”

“...Help…?”

“Well, I just think you should spend time with her. Don’t be a fucking dumbass and waste your chance.”

“Perhaps you’re right,” Gundham muttered, thinking it over. A small smile graced the Ultimate Yakuza’s lips, feeling satisfied in having successfully encouraged Gundham. 

It wasn’t long before everyone arrived at the beach. Kazuichi was fawning over Sonia while Ibuki and Mikan were splashing each other in the water. Gundham was sitting alone by the water, building a small sandcastle with his Dark Devas.

Rather, he was trying to build a sandcastle, but he found himself frequently distracted by the sight of you swimming just a few feet away from him. 

“Hey, Gundham!” You called out to him, before gesturing for him to join you.

Were you...asking him to swim with you…?

He felt himself growing slightly excited at the idea, and with Fuyuhiko’s earlier advice in mind, he decided to accept your invitation. 

You smiled at him as he entered the water. “Gundham! Isn’t the water so nice? This is so much fun!”

“Fun? To a human like yourself, perhaps. However, this level of entertainment is nothing compared to my hellish adventures!”

Just as you said, spending time in the water with Gundham was very fun. This was the most fun you’d had since this killing school trip began. You relished in the warmth of the sun against your skin as you played in the water. You tried to keep yourself from staring at his toned body, but it was impossible. Luckily for you, he seemed oblivious to your lingering eyes.

All was peaceful in the water, until you splashed Gundham.

“..!” A surprised expression appeared on his face as he realised what you did. You gave him an innocent look, but he knew better.

“Oops!” You laughed, with a sly grin on your face. 

“Fuhahaha!” He laughed uproariously in return. “Do you wish to challenge me? How intriguing...I must warn you, if I show you my serious side, this whole world may be destroyed!”

And so, a playful fight broke out between the two of you. You giggled endlessly as he splashed you. Feigning defeat, you pouted and moved as though you were going to swim away. Without warning, Gundham lightly grabbed your arm, keeping you where you were.

Rather than struggle to break free from his grasp, you simply grinned and then ducked down, submerging yourself completely in the water. A moment passed, and you felt yourself being released. With a smile on your face, you emerged from the water, popping back up in front of him. For some reason, you felt a slight chill across your body, and it was then that you noticed a look of surprise on Gundham’s face.

“...!”

“...!”

You realized instantly that the top of your bikini had come loose, leaving your breasts completely exposed to him.

“..Ah..!” You gasped, immediately moving your hands to cover yourself, but the damage had already been done; you knew Gundham had seen you topless. He could feel his face heating up, and he knew he was blushing hard. And speaking of hard, he was trying to ignore the feeling of his swim trunks growing tighter, but after seeing what he was, that was an impossible task. The sight of your nude breasts was enough to make him semi-hard, he couldn’t help but replay that image of your soaking wet body glistening in the sun again and again in his mind.

After a second passed, he tried again to get his mind out of the gutter and focus on the present situation. He could see your bikini top floating in the water, so he moved to retrieve it for you, but before he could, you stopped him.

“W-wait…!” You squeaked, a look of concern on your face. “D-don’t move…!”

“Huh-”

Before he had time to process your words, you swam towards him, closing the distance between the two of you. You wrapped your arms around him as though you were hugging him, and your unclothed breasts were pressed against his toned chest.

“...! Y-Y/N! What are you..?!”

“D-Don’t move…! If you move, someone might see…!” You told him, as you remained pressed firmly against him.

One part of him understood what you meant. He was floating in the water in front of you, and if he were to move, the others at the beach would be able to see that you were just barely covering your breasts with your hands. The idea of Kazuichi or Fuyuhiko seeing even part of what he just saw filled him with jealousy.

The other part of him understood nothing other than the feeling of your soft, warm body pressed against him. The feeling was heavenly, and it nearly sent him over the edge. He was certain it wasn’t possible for his face to grow even warmer, but somehow it did. Not to mention that he was now completely hard, which he was certain you would quickly notice. Unfortunately, the thought of his erection pressing against your soft, wet, warm thighs only turned him on more…

“Ah...but...Y/N…” He mumbled, trying to articulate a reason as to why he needed to pull away from the embrace without mentioning his rock hard erection.

“Please…!” You begged, which only pushed him further into the depths of his fantasy. He imagined himself inside you, thrusting into you roughly again and again as you begged for more…No! Snap out of it!

“Very well,” he mumbled again, trying to think of anything other than the feeling of your body pressed against his. He thought of the most boring and mundane things, such as drying paint, in an effort to ignore his burning desire.

A few moments passed, and when the water carried your top closer to you, you quickly grabbed it and dressed yourself again.

The two of you said nothing as you both quickly left the water, both of your faces redder than tomatoes. 

Gundham knew he desperately needed to resolve the...problem… that he was dealing with, so he mumbled a goodbye before leaving, as he intended to head back to his cottage so he could take care of it, privately. He praised his luck for the fact that you didn’t notice it.  Fuyuhiko saw him walking off, so he jogged after him.

“So, I saw you talking with Y/N in the water earlier, how’d it go?”

“S-shut up.”

-----  

Your mind replayed the memory of what had happened again and again. His toned body had been flush with yours, his erection practically grinding against you. You decided that you had to confront him about your feelings, and so you quickly left the beach and made your way to his room. 

“...Ngh...Y/N…!” 

Huh? Did he already know you were coming?

“Gundham…?” You called out, approaching the door.

“..Yes..! Ugh…Y/N..!”

You took a deep breath, trying to ready yourself. You had a plan in your mind, you would enter his room and confess. It was simple enough, but upon entering the room you knew your plan was completely wrecked.

Gundham was laid out on his bed, completely naked. His head was thrown back onto his pillow, his eyes were closed, and his face was tense with pleasure. His mouth was parted slightly as his grip tightened around his cock, stroking himself slowly. 

You watched as his fingers brushed against his swollen tip. He was desperately holding back his climax as he imagined you taking him in your mouth. His breathing was labored and his hips began to twitch; you could tell he was close.

“Ng... HUH?!” He gasped as he opened his eyes and saw you standing in the doorway. “Y/N?!”

“G-Gundam..! I-I’m so sorry, I-!” You couldn’t keep yourself from staring as he moved to cover his erection with his hand. You stood there, still wearing your bikini, watching the erotic scene play out before you, the realization that he had been calling out your name hit you like a pile of bricks. 

He sat up in the bed, about to mumble out some apology or excuse, but before he had the chance, you walked up to the bed, sat beside him, and placed a hand on his inner thigh.

“..?! Y/N? W-what are you-” You cut off his question when you leaned over and kissed him. In an instant, his embarrassment melted away. He gave up covering himself and instead used his hands to pull you closer to him. Lust overcame him when he felt you take his cock into your hand. You pulled away, gently breaking the kiss, as you began pumping him slowly.

“Ah...Y/N,” Gundham groaned, before he looked downcast shamefully. His hips trembled as he tried to resist the urge to buck up into your hand. “You don’t have to…”

“I want to.”

He made no more attempts to dissuade you, so you continued on without hesitation. His pupils widened as he watched you slowly stripped off your bikini, putting on a sultry show for him.

“Is this what you wanted? Hm? Is this what you were imagining…?” You teased him playfully, as you got down on your knees in front of him.

“...Yes,” he rasped, eagerly awaiting your next move. Without a word, you leaned forward and took the tip of his length into your mouth. He hissed in pleasure as he watched you blow him.

The feeling of your mouth wrapped around him was even better than he imagined, so he nearly lost it when he felt you hum.

“Hmmm,” you hummed as you bobbed up and down, causing a pleasurable vibration around his cock. His hand flew to your hair, gripping it tightly.

“...!” You tried to gasp in surprise, but he began thrusting harshly into your mouth as he used his grip on your hair to push you further down onto his cock.

“Just like that, kitten,” he moaned; his balls ached to be drained and he wanted nothing more than to fulfill that need. There was an urgency in his voice, and when you began to feel his cock twitching, you knew he was close. “Ngh..! Th-that’s..!”

Without warning, he came inside of your mouth. You could taste his cum on your tongue as he slowly pulled out. He watched with heavy, lidded eyes as you tried to swallow it all, but some of his seed spilled out from your lips and down onto your breasts.

“Y/N, that... was amazing,” he panted, still reeling from his release.

“Don’t say that like I’m done!” You giggled, pushing him onto the bed and crawling onto his lap.

The night was just getting started…

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a/n - i got so many requests for a sequel to beach days, so here it is! if you liked it, please let me know :D

also requests are open! so send in some danganronpa requests!

[fanfic-inator795]

Allow me to ramble for a moment:

So, it’s pretty much a fandom consensus that Splinter/Yoshi/Lou Jitsu has the best story and character arc out of all the RotTMNT characters. ...In fact, given that a lot of the other character arcs were rushed through or cut off, you could argue that Splints is the ONLY one with a fully developed arc with the exception of maaaybe Raph and April but that has to do with Nick, not the actual writing so I digress

We see him start off as a blunt and lazy father who occasionally shows a soft side, to learning that he was once a movie star and seeing how much he truly cares about his sons, to learning that the choices he made ended up being a possibly world-ended mistake and seeing him do all he can to fix it like going after the Foot himself and making more of an effort to train his sons, to finally learning the motivation behind his major choices and completely understanding why he is the way he is. It’s a really great story, and it’s a major reason why he’s one of my favorite characters as well as my favorite Splinter interpretation.

...But if there’s one thing that I really wish we could have gotten more clarity on: His time in the Battle Nexus.

Out of all the things in his backstory, this is the most vague. We don’t know how long he was in the Nexus, nor do we see very many of his battles - and the clips we do see are often glorified by Draxum or Splinter. We also see him have two reactions to the Nexus:

A) He saw it as, essentially, an extension of his stardom days. He saw the Nexus as a means of gaining glory and praise despite being trapped, trying to turn a negative into a positive, and being perfectly fine with having yokai fans who love him for his fighting skills. Examples of this are ‘Turtle-Dega Nights’, the latter half of his match with Leo in ‘Many Unhappy Returns’ (”Heh, still got it~!” + him doing a pose as the audience cheers) and ‘Hidden City’s Most Wanted’, with him being clearly touched by the mural a fan made of him.

and B) He saw it as cruel and pointless fighting, and was absolutely MISERABLE there, to the point where what was once his talent and something he was clearly proud of and enjoyed was something he wanted to turn his back against for good. Examples of this are ‘Goyles, Goyles, Goyles’, his explanation in ‘Many Unhappy Returns’, and Draxum’s claim in ‘Hidden City’s Most Wanted’ that he had become a “shell of a man” after a while despite still being a strong and talented fighter, which we saw ourselves in GGG.

Now, let me make this clear that I do NOT think this is bad writing or the show contradicting itself. Humans are complicated, and we’re allowed to have mixed feelings on things - especially when they involve trauma that has to be compartmentalized in order to survive/not have a complete breakdown.

Much like with Big Mama - who Splinter verbally acknowledges is a terrible person and knows it’s foolish to trust her, yet because of their history, how much he once loved her and how great their ‘pre-kidnapping days’ were, he can’t help but miss her/show a bit of affection towards her, being willing to save her and being unable to completely hate her - Splinter’s mixed feelings towards the Nexus makes sense. It was both a source of pride when he literally had nothing else, as well as a source of shame as the fighting continued for years and years. 

However, at the end of the day... a lot of what I just said was simply implied by the show. 

While it makes sense that it WOULD happen, we don’t really get to see Lou transition from enjoying the glory and challenge of the Nexus to seeing it as cruel and pointless. Was his spirit simply broken down after several years of nonstop fighting or was it one particularly bloody fight that triggered a change of heart? And without actually seeing that transition and only having it be implied, if you’re not thinking about it analytically/in context or simply don’t want to, it very well COULD be written off as bad or contradictory writing.

A major example of this is how many people point to GGG as being a bad or contradictory episode. I don’t agree with this take at all and, honestly, I think a lot of the backlash came from people wanting a longer history between Lou and Draxum (no judgement, I had that headcanon too) because, as far as I’m concerned, Lou agreeing to be taken makes perfect sense to me in context.

Imagine you’re in Lou’s shoes: You’ve been fighting battle after battle for at LEAST ten years if not more. You’re tired and are refusing to fight anymore, meaning you’ve pretty much resigned yourself to two fates. You either change your mind and force yourself to fight on and eventually die at the claws of a yokai, or you keep your vow of non-violence and die alone in a cell. Essentially, no matter which one you pick, your life is over and your ending isn’t exactly going to be a happy one, but at least with the latter you can die with SOME honor (hence the vow of non-violence).

But then these cute lil’ goyles come in and say, “Hey, you wanna come with us to be part of our boss’ weird, unsafe experiments?”. It’s crazy, and will most likely result in a painful death (which you’ve already accepted p much) but honestly, this is the best option - because if you’re dead or stuffed in a jar or whatever, at least you won’t have to fight anymore. It’s only after Lou meets his future sons and finds something (or four someones) that isn’t just his survival and that is worth fighting for does he get his survival instinct back. So yeah, while his nonchalance and flippant reaction to it might have seemed jarring at first, the more you think about it, the more it makes sense.

(Also, remember, while he may have played a hero in his movies, Yoshi was NEVER really a ‘hero’ in a traditional sense until he found his sons, with nearly all of his choices being made due to very human reactions and motivations/needs, none of them being selfless until it was time to save the Turtles)

HOWEVER, again because we didn’t get to see that transition from “Glory-Happy Movie Star Turned Gladiator” to “Jaded and Hollow Warrior with Nothing Left to Live For”, I can understand why some people would miss the reasoning behind the character and story changes just because they were so subtle and didn’t have a ton of time in the forefront, instead just being implied. 

BUUUUT because that shift in Lou’s character is such an important catalysis in both his backstory and the show’s story as a whole, being the thing that leads him to Draxum’s lab in the first place as well as just being another important chunk of Splinter’s character (as well as another element that kinda parallels him with Leo), it really is a shame that this transition was just kinda brushed over as “Oh yeah, being stuck in a death arena decade for a decade would probably mess a person up pretty badly, even if they did like fighting”.

Soooo yeah, tl;dr: I still LOVE Splinter’s story and how we saw his transition throughout the show from “Homer Simpson as a Rat” to “Jackie Chan with a Tragic Backstory” to a truly realized and fleshed out (but still chill, awesome and unique) Hamato Yoshi... but I really REALLY wish that the part of his backstory involving him in the Nexus got a bit more focus and was a bit more fleshed out.

(and yeahhhh, that would lead to this lighthearted show being a bit more angsty, but at the very least it would be interesting angst that has a purpose)

[k7l4d4]

Midnight Striga: Fairy Tail/Owl House Cross Fic Episode 5 Part 8

Here is the next chapter to Midnight Striga. I hope you all enjoy it. Thank you.

Lilith was lost in the haze of memories. It was understandable, really, when you took into account what had happened. Her sister, who she had steadfastly looked down upon and seen as inferior in terms of ability and power, doubly so when counting her curse, had utterly dominated her in a Witch’s Duel, publicly solidifying her place as greater than the head of the Emperor’s Coven. Greater than Lilith. It was a bitter pill to swallow, one she’d been denying for years.

It was funny, really, how much of a farce it all was; the illusion that she was a great and powerful witch. Oh Lilith was certainly strong, that was without question! But she was so far from being her sister’s equal that it was anything but funny, by itself. Each and every fight, every confrontation, looking back, they always ended the same. Edalyn would show up, causing trouble as she pleased, and when Lilith arrived to confront her, they briefly battled, Eda cracking jokes and being witty, before pulling a stunt at the last minute to escape. In none of those conflicts had Eda ever shown serious effort or treated their battles as anything other than a way to pass the time or a chore to work around.

Eda may not have held back against Lilith, but she had never once seriously fought Lilith in all her years in the Emperor’s Coven; each fight was nothing more than Lilith attempting to sooth her own ego, and Eda indulging her because she could. It was sobering, to realize that you were so small. Muffled screams echoed in her ears, but she paid them no mind. Edalyn was there, clearly she could take care of it, and not a weak failure like herself.

Better to sink into the veil of her memories, where she could do no harm.

“So, why do you want to join the Emperor’s Coven?” “Isn’t it obvious? Because I’ll be able to help people, of course! I could do so much to make the world a better place!” “Heh, good luck with that!”

“There is only one opening for the Emperor’s Coven, you two will have to fight for it.” “”WHAT!?””

“No! I refuse to battle my own sister! I’ve decided covens aren’t really my style. Hey, don’t forget about me when you're a big shot, sis.”

Even her own memories conspired to reveal what a fool she was. Even back then, Eda would’ve never challenged her, her sole motive for joining the Emperor’s Coven being to support Lilith and retain her magic, nothing more. The curse was pointless, nothing but the petty jealousy of a child. She still was a child, in the end, a stupid, spoiled, beligerent child who refuses to accept their flaws for what they are.

“Gah!”

Was that Edalyn? No, surely not, nothing on the Isle, bar Belos, could challenge her, not truly, of that she no longer had any doubts. But, what if…?

“I do what I want to do, nothing more… nothing less…!”

 Lilith paused in her thoughts, forcing herself to focus on the present. Screaming, laughing, explosions and fire, echoing all around her.

“But for all that I hate Bonehead… I love the Isles… and the people who call it home…!”

 Lilith winced at the sheer volume of it all. Taking a deep, slow breath, she tried again, tugging at her senses, pushing herself to the surface of her mind.

“So if you think I’m just going to stand back… and let you kill people because you feel like it… then you’re even crazier than you look!!”

Her eyes snapped open. They flew across the stands, her already pale skin dropping in palor at the horror surrounding her. Death, injury, and suffering. Witches, Demons and Witchlings battling for their lives. Where were her subordinates, where were the guards!? ...Where was Edalyn?

Lilith’s head snapped to the side, eyes widening at what she saw, and what she heard.

“Even if I die, I’ll have died fighting for my freedom. Give it your best shot, you two-bit bully.”

Edalyn, held in ice-clad hands by the throat, her captor rearing back a fist filled with jagged ice, ready to run her through. This. Would not. STAND.

As the stranger lunged to attack, Lilith sprung, her staff intercepting the blow. Staring into eyes as cold and blank as death itself, she hissed out. “Stay. Away. From my sister.”

“Ah, so the prodigal daughter comes to challenge her betters.” Reticulus hissed, amusement coloring his voice. “I see you conquered the tests I sent your way without issue!”

“Tests?” Willow said, voice hushed. “YOU CALL ALL OF THOSE ATROCITIES TESTS!??” She screamed. The look of rage mirrored on her friends’, and Amity’s, faces.

“But of course.” He replied placidly. “Everything I do, I do for the sake of building the most perfect body. So why would I not implement tests to find out who is worthy of joining the art that is my form?” He stated, his tone no different than if he had said that he was breathing, or that he enjoyed food. He turned to Luz, amusement dancing in his (most likely, if not definitely, stolen) eyes. “Have you come to return yourself to our care again? Or will you offer up your form to join my work in a futile display of resistance?”

Luz paused, glaring in deepset hatred, before doing something that surprised them all. She started laughing, chuckling really. “You know something? I honestly forgot how much of a pretentious piece of shit you were.” She said, her laughter having subsided, lazily cracking her neck, a glow building in her hands. “You were this big bad monster in my memory, this unstoppable thing I could never hope to face. But now? You’re still a monster…”

She leapt into the air, clapping her hands together, palm to fist, to cast. “BUT YOU’RE A MONSTER IN CAN KILL!” She screamed. “Light-Make: Parliament!” A flock of owl constructs ripped through the air, slamming into Reticulus’ body, drawing roars of frustration from the mismatched madman.

“Impudent wretch!” He growled. “Arteriel Assault!” The flesh of his arms rippled and shifted, the arteries in his arms ripping out from his skin, morphing into the shape of gun barrels. Luz’s eyes barely had time to widen as pressurized bullets of blood ripped through the air, her hastily cast shield barely blocking the spray. Turning his gaze to her team, he cast again. “Rib Bunker!” The flesh of his torso peeled back, his ribs shooting forth like homing rockets, each one screaming towards them.

Eyes widening, Amity and Willow quickly called up their defenses, Amity’s Abomination grabbing the ribs from the air in concert with Willow’s vines, Gus covertly casting a layered illusion, just in case. Moving to the offensive, Amity directed her Abomination to tackle Retic’s legs, the oozing form of it entangling the limbs and seeping into the ground, binding it, however crudely. Joining Amity in the attack, Willow summoned her plants, blasting into Reticulus with a barrage of launched thorns and vine-based whip strikes. To their disgust and morbid fascination, Willow’s vines managed to dig into the seams of Reticulus’ stitchings, pulling them open, exposing the muscle and bone beneath.

“How dare you worms harm this form? The culmination of my life’s work!?” He screeched, the flesh of his limbs morphing into a bevy of blades and spears. With a scream of rage, he attacked again, his fury only barely restrained by his desire to see how competent these wretches truly were.

“Yeah, that’s kind of the point, we are trying to kill you, so of course we’re damaging that patchwork of corpses you call a body!!” Luz retorted, another spell building. “Light-Make: Peacock!” An elegant bird crafted from light soared forth, it’s ostentatious form twirling through the air, cutting through the flesh-formed weaponry Reticulus was deploying. As Retic’s attention was drawn by the flashy construct, Luz ran forth, tucking into a slide. As she passed underneath Retic’s legs, she gave a feral grin. “Light-Make: Radiant Durendal!!” The colossal spear ripped upward, slamming into Retic’s groin and torso, prompting the depraved maniac to scream in agony, flying into the air from the force of the blow.

Sliding back, she braced herself for whatever counterattack he cooked up. Willow shouted, summoning a massive vine which latched onto Retic’s leg, slamming him into the ground, a sickening crunch echoing from his body.

“THAT IS ENOUGH!!” He screamed, his body pulsing and swelling in all directions. “Living Corpse Cannon!!” With a horrific shriek of tearing skin and ripping muscle, bloody holes opened all over Reticulus’ body, bone, blood, and extra organs launching with the force of a machine gun every which way. Panting, Reticulus turned around, and burst out laughing. Luz and the others lay broken, bloody, limbs shattered all around him. “THAT IS WHAT YOU FOOLS GET FOR CHALLENGING ME!!!”

“You know, I always regretted how I left Oroboros.” Luz’s voice croaked out.

“Oh?” Reticulus smirked, leaning forward in condescending glee. “Does the wayward doll realize how foolish it was to challenge our whims?”

Luz weakly snorted. “Not hardly, you bastard.” She choked out. “I always regretted… that I wasn’t strong enough to take her away from you all. If I was stronger, braver, maybe I could have saved her, and we’d have both gotten away.”

“Pfft. And the difference between then and now is… what, exactly?” Reticulus mused, leaning close to her broken form.

“This time,” Luz smirked, blood seeping from her lips. “I’m not afraid of dying in the process.” In a burst of light, she and the others exploded, rematerializing ten feet further away, injured for sure, but nowhere near as broken as he had seen, a truly massive light building in Luz’s palms. “And I’ve got friends with me… to stop you!” She shouted, Amity and Willow shifting into action. Amity’s Abomination surged forth, slamming into his legs, holding him fast. Willow’s plants ran up the length of his arms, seizing him and pulling his arms tight and immoble.

“You may be stronger than us.” Amity stated, still composed, even as blood streamed down into her eyes, her left arm visibly dislocated.

“But we just need to hold you still!” Willow grunted, swaying roughly, blood coating her hands, a small trickle flowing from her mouth.

“And I’m using my illusions to get everyone to safety, and away from your goons!” Gus declared, blood leaking from his ear, heavily favoring one of his legs over the other.

“Which means I’ve got all the room I need… to do this!” Luz shouted, the light bursting forth. “Light-Make: Owl Beast!” In a flash, a colossal form burst forth, careening into Reticulus’ mishmash of a body, the force ripping it free from his bindings… but without the bound limbs in question.

“NO! NONONONONONONO!!!” Reticulus screamed, blood streaming from the broken stumps that used to be his arms and lower torso. “YOU CANNOT DO THIS!! I AM RETICULUS CREEVES!! I AM THE MASTER OF FLESH!! THE SHAPER OF FORMS!!! YOU CANNOT CHALLENGE ME!!!” He screamed, raging against the beast that slammed his broken form into the wall, blood splattering with each impact, its talons and beak ripping and tearing away the stolen flesh of his body. As it dug deeper, his screams and protests grew weaker, and weaker, until all the kids could hear… was a whimper.

As the approached the crater that held whatever remained of Reticulus, they peered inside. Their stomachs turned slightly at the sight; all that remained of the vicious Mage was his collar and head, still alive only by the nature of his magic and his sheer stubborn desire to live.

“Any last words?” Luz asked coldly, the pain and rage from her time working with this monster surging back to the forefront.

“Just two.” The head gurgled. His lips twisted into a horrific smile, mocking and hateful. “She… lives…!” He burst into uproarious laughter, hate and madness bleeding through, as Luz froze, images flashing through her mind, tears building in her eyes. It couldn’t be true… it had to be a lie… right!? It probably was… but whether true or false, the bastard had completed his goal when he said the words: he had hurt her at her core. As Luz fell to her knees, the others crying out in worry, she turned to the heavens, tears pouring down her face, and screamed herself hoarse. And then, she knew only darkness.

Staff whirling, Lilith slammed it into her foe’s cranium, grinning in satisfaction as he reeled back in pain. Turning to Eda, she demanded. “What’s happening?”

“Well, nice of you to wake up, Lily,” Eda snarked, before growing serious. “This bastard and his pals burst in, and said they were going to kill everyone. They probably have more in the rest of the Center, but the group they brought with them here is brutal enough.” She said, pointing up to the stands.

Lilith’s retort died in her mouth as she finally gained a clear look at the carnage surrounding them. Over a quarter of the spectators in the stands, including several children, lay dead, with those closest to them encased in ice. Her guards had been brutally butchered, many of them in multiple pieces, some of them melted, others burned to ash, but all of the guards she had brought in with her were dead. On a slightly more positive note, Principal Bump, Titan bless him, was managing to fend off the remaining soldiers this beast of a man had brought with him, directing multiple Abominations to intercept their attacks and retaliate. From what she could tell, he had managed to suffocate and slay at least ten attackers, leaving fourteen remaining.

“We have to stop this.” Lilith breathed out, fear and pain coloring her voice at the horror surrounding them.

“No duh,” Eda deadpanned. She held up a hand as Lilith moved to retort. “I don’t know why you got stuck in your head like that, and I don’t want to know. People who could still be alive right now if you hadn’t are dead because of that. We need to crush this bastard, and then we can go back to hating each other. Deal?”

Lilith bitterly nodded, unable to challenge the point. “Deal.” She turned to their foe, who was building up ice-based armor around himself. “What can you tell me about him?”

“He calls himself Rudolph, uses something called Frost Magic; if you touch it, it clings to you, saps your strength and your magic. I’m almost spent. We have to finish this fast.” Eda said gravely.

“Then you focus on offense.” Lilith stated clearly, twirling her staff. “And I shall focus on defense. Acceptable?”

“Perfectly.” Eda grinned. Nodding to each other, they lunged for their foe, Rudolph screaming in anger as bolts of ice ripped out from his armor.

“You fools cannot stop my symphony of death!” He cried, blades and spines bursting forth from his armor and the ground. Moving quickly, Lilith threw up her barrier, absorbing the blows. Smirking, Eda jumped into the air, a ball of flame forming. With a shout, she threw it, cheering as his armor was forced to absorb the blow. “You dare play games with me!?” He thrust his arm forward, a spear of ice ripping towards Eda.

“I said stay away!” Lilith shouted, whipping her staff upward. A bolt of magic crashed into the spear, changing its trajectory rather severely. The spear went careening, crashing through two of the attackers. 12 left.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have gone big with yourself, eh Frosty?” Eda joked, spinning her staff against the ground, a massive tube in Hooty’s image (a recurring nightmare of Lilith’s actually) ripping out of the ground.

“What the hell!?” Rudolph shouted in baffled rage, the spell forcibly wrapping around his armor, and constricting, drawing a roar of pain from the sadistic Mage. Eda lunged again, summoning bolts of flame to blast into the armor, craters appearing at each collision, with Lilith adding her lightning to stun the armor and draw a few more screams out of Rudolph.

Sharing a glance, the sisters nodded, pulling their staffs back. With a furious cry, the two launched their spears into the armor, shattering it, Rudolph plunging to the ground, a disgusting crack sounding upon his landing, followed by a pained scream. Crawling out of the crater formed by his landing, mad rage filling his eyes, Rudolph attacked. “Winter Spray!” He cried, launching multiple bolts of ice at the two witches. Eyes narrowed, Lilith intercepted, expertly deflecting each bolt into the crowd, each bolt driving through the bodies of one of Rudolph’s followers. The attackers now numbered 4.

Seeing that their attackers had shrunk considerably, the crowd rallied, dogpiling on the remaining Mages, magic being called up to hold them.

“No!” Rudolph yelled. “This shouldn’t be happening! You are supposed to be weak, helpless! We are the powerful, the strong! We are supposed to dominate!!” His ranting was cut off by Eda clocking the raving Mage across the head, the image of him killing that child from before so casually flashing before her eyes.

“Dominate that, you psychotic asshole.” She growled.

“Oh, Edalyn.” Lilith sighed.