#NOW CHEF GRIM HUH

[cozymochi]

it’s now up to me to manifest cards

but, hey so long as we’re here, where’s everyone elses suitor suits——

[ekingston]

A chef!AU, maybe? In any case, a story in which Kara and Lena meet through one of them preparing/serving/etc food for the other and build their relationship based on that.

(also on ao3.)

“I’m telling you, Alex. It’s her.”

At three pm on a Tuesday their restaurant is characteristically dead, save for the one lone customer Kara is spying on from behind the kitchen doors. The woman is perched, a little perilously, on a barstool at the counter. It’s the one that’s closest to their register, the one with the wobbly leg that Alex keeps telling Kara to fix. One of her red-soled heels is dangling from an impatiently bouncing left foot.

“This is the fourth time this week she’s come in here,” Kara says. “You don’t think that’s just a little bit suspicious?”

Alex shrugs, fully committed to her task of mincing onions. “Maybe she’s just a big fan of Italian food.”

“No way,” Kara says. “No woman who looks like that would put something in her mouth that wasn’t clearly marked gluten-free and vegan. Give me your phone.”

Alex rolls her eyes dramatically as she elbows it over. “Tell me again how you’re totally over Siobhan.”

“Oral sex isn’t a moral issue!” Kara takes a decisive breath while she unlocks her sister’s phone with practiced ease. “Whatever. Water under the bridge.”

“Uh-huh.”

“A love for pasta also doesn't explain why I heard this woman answer a call yesterday with a different name than the one that’s on her credit card,” Kara points out, before snapping a quick picture through the porthole window.

“Okay, now you’re being creepy,” Alex says.

“Shut up,” Kara tells her. “I’m texting Winn.”

Kara eyes the woman at the counter while she waits for his reply. The subject of her suspicion—Lena, she’d called herself on the phone; Tess Mercer, it had said on her mastercard—twists a soft-looking lock of dark hair around her finger as she studies their menu. The way the sunlight sets it ablaze almost makes Kara take a second picture, purely for its artistic merit.

Alex dabs at her onion-induced tears with the cuff of her sleeve. “Let it go, Kara,” she sighs.

“Let it go? Let it—” Kara whirls back to face her, throwing her hands up in frustration. “Do you want The Tower to end up like Winn and James’ steakhouse? Or are you fine with getting swindled by this—this… villain?”

“Of course not.” Alex looks at her like she’s stupid. “But even if this woman is your so-called ‘food influencer’, what do you suggest we do about it? It’s not as if we can bully her into giving us a fair review.”

Kara squares her jaw and sets her fists firmly on her hips. “No,” she declares, her tone grim. “But we can teach her a little about journalistic integrity.” She blows at a lock of hair that’s fallen in her face. “And also, possibly, credit card fraud.”

Alex narrows her eyes at her. “Kara,” she warns, putting down her knife. Her voice is low and cautious, as if she’s talking to the rowdy raccoon that moved into their dumpster three weeks ago instead of to her baby sister. “Let’s just take a breath and think about this for a m—”

Kara is already gone, the doors to the kitchen swinging closed behind her. Sliding into the cluttered space behind the counter, she crosses her arms and then drops her elbows on the bar, leaning what she belatedly realizes is probably a little too close to her adversary. She’s close enough to make out the individual downy hairs on her chin and the lines in her painted lips, which are still pursed thoughtfully in what Kara is sure would look like an attractive pout to someone who didn’t know any better.

But Kara knows so much better.

“Let me guess,” she remembers to get out, much less biting than originally intended. “Today you’ll be having the fifth entrée down the list.”

As soon as their eyes meet over the miniscule amount of space left between them, Kara knows leaning in was a fatal mistake. Her nemesis blinks up at her with wide, startled eyes that remind Kara of the glass pebbles she finds on the beach on her morning walks, not-quite-blue and not-quite-green, and for a moment Kara’s brain sputters out as if someone abruptly turned off the flames that kept it cooking.

But the woman recovers fast, like the scheming scoundrel that she is. She guiltily shutters her eyes behind thick, charcoal lashes, and Kara’s temper revives at the observation that her enemy isn’t as good of an actress as she thinks she is.

“I’ve actually been thinking of breaking my own rule,” she says, with a smile that lands somewhere between self-deprecating and apologetic. “I may give in and order the same thing you served me yesterday.” Kara goes hot all over with righteous indignation at the rich timbre of the woman’s voice, the almost flirtatious lilt it takes on when she adds, “I haven’t been able to stop dreaming about it.”

Kara pulls back a little in an effort to escape that curious gaze, the enticing scent of the woman’s perfume. It’s sweet enough to drown out even Alex’s mountain of onions. “I know what you’re doing,” she blusters.

The—frankly unfairly beautiful—soulless grifter stares at her, stricken. “I’m—I’m sorry?”

“You should be,” Kara says. “I know who you are.” And then, as if she’s putting down the last card in a game of Uno, “Lena.”

The woman goes very still for a moment, and then the corners of her lips tug down in a bitter semblance of a smile. “I see,” she says. She’s rigid, regal; she’s royalty perched on a wobbly wooden stool. “And am I to assume that’s enough for you to turn down my patronage?”

Kara’s resolve wobbles, too. She hadn’t expected her adversary—Lena, she now knows—to roll over so easily. “Well, yeah, obviously,” she flusters, her energy suddenly too large and lumbering in the face of Lena’s deference. “Winn and James are family.”

“Family.” There’s a flicker of wistfulness in Lena’s voice, before confusion colors her features. “So the cold shoulder,” she says. “It’s personal?”

Kara scoffs. The fraudster doesn’t even remember the names of her latest victims. Typical. “It was their steakhouse that you razed to the ground last month,” Kara reminds her.

Lena blinks at her. “The establishment just up the road?” She raises a critical eyebrow. “I’m pretty sure they set themselves up for failure when they decided to name their restaurant Misteak.”

Kara huffs. Her air quotes are appropriately vicious when she says, “They were doing just fine before your slanderous ‘review’ went viral.”

Lena does a remarkably convincing impression of someone who is genuinely flabbergasted. “I don’t even know what that means.”

“Liar.”

Lena’s shocked laughter is bright but brief. It’s the first time Kara has heard her laugh. It’s maddeningly attractive and deeply annoying.

“Okay,” Lena says. She folds her arms in front of her chest and leans back a little in her seat, unaware of its delicate disposition. A smirk tugs at one corner of her mouth. “Tell me,” she says, her eyes narrowing. “Who do you think I am, exactly?”

Kara leans in close again, refusing to allow Lena to get the upper hand. She’d like to wipe that smirk from Lena’s face—manually, if need be—preferably, even, if it means she’d get to smudge that infuriatingly immaculate lipstick with her thumb—

“You,” Kara charges, in an effort to drown out that unhelpful thought, “are a fraud. You call yourself a ‘mystery food critic’ on TikTok, but really you’re blackmailing businesses into buying a favorable review.”

“Hey, um.” Alex has followed her out of the kitchen, holding her phone. “So. Winn texted back, and he says—”

But Lena laughs again, her guarded posture melting down to unmistakable relief. “I’m so sorry,” she says, her voice a high warble. “That sounds awful. And also extremely illegal. Have you reported this person to the authorities? I can get you in touch with an excellent lawyer, if you’d like.”

Kara doesn’t know if she feels more outraged or confused.

…Or possibly some secret third thing.

“So you’re telling me—” Kara barks out a disbelieving laugh. “You’re saying you’re not her.”

“This, ehm— Tic Tac person?” When Lena’s dark lashes flutter, something in Kara’s chest flutters too. “No.”

Impossible. “Then why have you been in here every day this week?” Kara interrogates, the full force of evidence she’s collected behind it. “When neither one of us has seen you here even once, since we opened?”

Alex rolls her eyes. “I told you I wasn’t sure whether I’d seen her here before,” she points out. “Also, Winn says—”

“Oh please,” Kara scoffs, her eyes fixed on Lena, who has propped her elbows on the counter again, closer now than she’d been the last time their eyes met. “As if you could forget a woman as beautiful as—” Kara’s gaze drops to Lena’s mouth, unbidden, when Lena parts those rude, ruby lips. “...You.”

Alex stares.

Kara swallows.

Lena blinks; two times fast, and then again, after a beat, slow and sticky, her eyes darkening.

“So you may as well come out with it,” Kara croaks out what little remains of her anger. “There’s something you want more than our fettuccine.”

Lena’s cheeks have turned a treacherously charming shade of pink. “I suppose you’re right about that one, at least,” she admits after a beat.

In Kara’s peripheral vision, Alex frantically slides her hand across her throat. Kara frowns at her, telegraphing a wordless what is your problem but finding no satisfactory answer in the crimson shade her sister’s face has taken on.

“Yeah, well,” she says, almost disappointed, fumbling to fill the space left by Lena’s confession. “I’m telling you right now that it’s never going to happen.”

Alex clears her throat with startling force. “Winn wants to know,” she says, reading from her phone, “Who’s the hot chick?”

When Kara returns her gaze to the woman on the other side of the counter, she gulps. Lena is somehow even closer than she was before. She’s also fully propping herself up now on the laminate surface between them, granting Kara a glimpse of freckled cleavage that in no possible universe could be interpreted as unintentional.

“So,” Lena drawls. “What you’re saying is you’re not going to give me your number?”

Kara’s throat is suddenly very dry.

“Huh?” she manages, but only just barely.

“I was hoping,” Lena says slowly, that maddening smirk once again tugging up the corner of her mouth, “that you’d maybe like to—”

Lena shifts in her seat, crossing her legs in what is bound to become a devastatingly seductive pose, but the barstool decides in exactly that moment that's it’s finally had enough. Lena yelps as it gives out beneath her with a dramatic snap, one of its rickety limps flying across the floor as if celebrating its first taste of freedom, and Kara’s never considered herself to be very quick, but here she is anyway, on the other side of the counter in what feels like less than a second, one hand gripping Lena’s forearm, the other slipping smoothly around her waist.

“—fuck,” Lena gasps up at her. She feels good, in Kara’s hands, slight but pleasantly heavy, like the santoku knife Alex has forbidden Kara from touching ever again. “Well,” Lena says. “That’s. Perhaps not the way I would have phrased it, especially in front of your friend—”

They both glance over at Alex, but she’s disappeared, the swaying of the kitchen doors the only indication she was ever there.

“O-kay,” Kara says.

Lena grins. “Okay?”

Kara mentally rewinds the conversation and feels her ears burn at the realization of what she just agreed to. “I mean,” she amends. “We could, maybe, grab something to eat first?”

Something devious sparks in Lena’s terrifyingly gorgeous face. She glances down at Kara’s arms before blinking back up at her again and smirking. “I thought you already had.”

And, goodness gracious.

Kara is about to be in so much trouble.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

book 7 part 5 thoughts!!

***THIS POST CONTAINS MASSIVE SPOILERS FOR BOOK 7 PART 5 OF THE MAIN STORY!!***

If you’d like to watch a rough part-by-part summarized translation, please check out this archived stream!

Please note: this is NOT meant to be a summary or a translation; these are only my initial thoughts on the events that unfold. There may be details overlooked or misunderstood in this post, so PLEASE do not use this as a translation.

Starting off strong with some lore on magic! Teleportation magic involves breaking oneself down and reconstructing elsewhere. If the distance from point A to point B is too large and/or the caster is in poor health, the magic may fail or be difficult to perform.

Hmmm... Lilia is reacting very emotionally to the situation, but it is Baul that is (mostly) rational and reminding Lilia to keep calm. I'd anticipate it being the other way around, so that's quite interesting.

HUH... Even Sebek is staying calmer here than Lilia is; Sebek recalls training with Lilia and how they were taught that they have to stay calm to think and plan effectively in tough situations. Ironic that the old Lilia was the type to go against the advice he would later give and instill in his pupils. Again, it goes to show how much he has changed since then.

AH, BAUL'S BEING A TSUNDERE AGAIN 🤡 He's telling the kids to stay behind because the situation has changed... "Don't foolishly discard the life Lilia-sama protected", "humans shouldn't be fighting alongside fae anyway", etc. (And, of course, Silver's the one to step up and tell him fae or human, it doesn't matter and he still owes Lilia his life all the time.) NOW'S NOT THE TIME TO TALK, GUYS... MALLEMOM'S GONNA BE GAME ENDED

Weird sounds downstairs? SILBEK KICK DOWN THE DOOR and we find some chefs in hiding. adhbasvfvuvfqeilfe;o THEY MISTAKE SILVER FOR THE DAWN KNIGHT... More sussy behavior implying the Dawn Knight must be his ancestor.

They ask for brooms to transport the injured faster. Silver's negotiation skills come in clutch again, he convinces the chefs to direct them to the brooms even though it would be helping the fae, the humans' enemies.

Not Sebek's stomach growling now of all times... NOT SEBEK DENYING IT SO MUCH (it's okay, they get pity and some food from the chefs!)

Found a room full of birds; they seem to be for transporting messages. Silver feeds them some of the bread they got from the chefs. Wow, Sebek's actually being sneaky/clever (?). He tells Silver he's loved by animals, so time to use that now so they can use the birds.

AKHBBGSKUVYEQFBI NOT GRIM WANTING TO EAT THE BIRDS

Bleh, we have another time-gated, character-limited map segment. Silver and Sebek take up 2 of the 5 slots. Again, the cards' health does not regenerate unless you land on a special square. Luckily for us, there is only a single path forward rather than a larger, sprawling map.

NO KIDDING, THE BIRDS HELP THEM FIGHT THE SILVER OWLS... Literally they're swooping in and tugging on the knights' cape and stuff... the squirrels nibbled away at their catapults' rope too... chucking rocks at them... THE BIRDS POOPED ON THEIR ARMOR TOO???????? Imagine training your whole life to put your life on the line for your home country, only to be literally shat on and defeated by woodland creatures...

Lilia: I hate children. Also Lilia: *rushes into battle to protect the children and gives them head pats for a job well done and asks them to be safe*

Silver continues to be a Disney princess!! They find some horses tied up and he's like "let's free them". Sebek drops some club lore; Silver is one of the better students in Equestrian Club when it comes to soothing the horses. True Horse Girl at heart, huh??

Silver and Sebek are surprised that what they learned in school is actually helping the in a "real world" sense. Man, I wish that was true of irl high school education too...

The Silver Owls recruited mercenaries from other countries to help them seize Briar Country's resources??? The others pitch in because they live in fear of a dragon attacking them.

They're going to teleport into the castle, but they can't teleport out since they can't guarantee the safety of Tamago-sama... They're going to use the underground waterways to escape!

There's a mountain range that protects another castle of the royal family, Black Scale Castle. Malleus's mom is currently in an unprotected castle, Wild Rose.

Wow, what a peaceful vista straight out of Sleeping Beauty. I sure hope it doesn't become tainted by blood being spilt and bodies dropping or anything craaazy like that/j

DAWN KNIGHT INCOMING???? Silver's ring starts??? Going off??? When he sees the Dawn Knight...

Heinrich reveal too! He seems like just as much of a scumbag as all the rumors say he is (he wants a dragon to ride, tells the Dawn Knight he's only good for his swordsmenship, etc). BRO JUST STRAIGHT UP SAYS HE WANTS TO TAKE MALLEMOM'S EGG AND RAISE IT TO BE HIS STEED... 💀 WTF THAT'S SO DARK

This asshole reminds me of Jack Horner from Puss in Boots 2: The Last Wish, who is another irredeemably evil man with a small face and a generally grotesque design.

Heinrich is after the castle and some very powerful magestone called "Princess's Glow"? Not sure, did not hear the second word well.

He's giving them 30 minutes to send the princess out for a one-on-one duel with the Dawn Knight. If she wins, they'll retreat (I DON'T BELIEVE THAT FOR ONE SECOND).

NOT THE CASUAL FAE RACISM... Heinrich calls Mallemom a "witch". If you'll remember!! In book 6, Lilia says that mages were once called witches, but implied that those terms are now outdated and considered derogatory.

The Dawn Knight is like Silver! He tries to tell Heinrich this isn't right, but Heinrich tells him that since his father took the Dawn Knight in as an orphan, the Dawn knight "owes" them. It's a twisted parallel to Silver and Lilia's relationship (because Silver says he feels like he "owes" Lilia and has to repay him).

Okay, so to review the family tree??? The king of the human faction is sick and they want the Princess's Glow to heal him. The king is the dad of Heinrich and Leah; the king would also later take in the Dawn Knight. Leah and the Dawn Knight are in love.

Malleus's mom's official name is "Meleanor" (a location name is written in English with this)i. The castle's halls really resemble those in Diasomnia dorm (I think it's a reused asset). (Now that I think about it??? Didn't they also reuse the VDC backstage background for the eastern fortress?)

SHE'S SINGING???????? A lullaby for her baby, it seems. Bruh... Malleus sang like a line from this lullaby before he game-ended everyone with his UM... HE REMEMBERED HER SONG FROM INSIDE THE EGG SHELL??????????

MALLEMOM REVEAL AW YEAH (she starts zapping Lilia with lightning lol; she's mad at Lilia for showing up late to defend her and her egg) SHE'S THE HOT GOTH GF

OMG EGG REVEAL TOO... UNBORN MALLEUS... (The egg looks like it has blot running down it too, which is insane)

ADBLIsfiablfa IT'S SO WEIRD SEEING HER SIMP ON MAIN, she says he knows her unborn child will grow up to be a beautiful man just like her husband... (Sebek is practically sobbing from happiness that he gets to witness Meleanor name Malleus.)

The ear shape is really coming back to bite them; Mallemom noticed them and now her anger is turning to our group. She forces us to kneel with magic... Jafar energy fr

"Princess Glow" is the green orb in Mallemom's staff!

Lilia tells some embarrassing stories of the princess's tomboyish youth; "And though you always scolded me, you never failed to join me in my mischief" -- Mallemom to Lilia

She agrees to duel the Dawn Knight while the others escape with her child... Now Mallemom and Lilia are fighting because Lilia refuses to follow through with her order.

NOOOOOOO SILVER JUMPED IN TO PROTECT LILIA FROM MALLEMOM'S LIGHTNING 😭 EVEN THOUGH HE KNOWS IT'S A DREAM, HE DOESN'T WANT TO SEE HIS DAD HURT

Lilia trauma time :)) "I can't lose both you (Meleanor) and Raverne (Malleus's dad)".

IT'S LIKE WE THEORIZED, LADS. Mallemom says that if anything happens to her, then it's up to Lilia to help Malleus hatch with the POWER OF TRUE LOVE... BUT LILIA THINKS HE CAN'T HATCH IT BECAUSE HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND A PARENT'S LOVE

OH MY GOOOOOOD THE PIPING HOT TEA, MELEANOR SAID LILIA PROPOSED TO HER WHEN THEY WERE YOUNG... OVER 200 YEARS AGO

sdhbfbiyoaifofi Mallemom says that Lilia "also loves Raverne" and that those two spent more time together than a "married couple". You could interpret this as Lilia being bisexual or just as them being really good friends, as Meleanor never specifies if Lilia “loves” Raverne romantically.

Suddenly, Lilia's special card name makes sense! Lilia is the "Right General", and Raverne is the "Left General".

The weather shifted according to Meleanor's anger. Like mother, like son... This woman also quotes Maleficent so much...

OOOOH we get to watch a battle between Mallemom (dragon form) vs the Dawn Knight. Mallemom uses all null/cosmic magic, just like Dorm Uniform Malleus. The Dawn Knight uses light type null/cosmic magic just like Silver does too!

Dawn Knight face reveal?! He's basically Silver copy-pasted but long blonde hair. Dude's really out here looking like a Sonic OC recolor/j

The Dawn Knight also has a crown-like ring on a chain. It's an item that was given to him by guardian fairies when he was young; there is no other like it.

YASASHII... The Dawn Knight notices our group has the egg and tells them to run. He doesn't want Heinrich to get his hands on it either... Crowley, takes notes 😭

UHHHHH SILVER'S CRYING AND SHOUTING... I think he realized that he's descended from the Dawn Knight, serving on the faction that's brought so much harm to his loved ones and home country. "Am I family to the enemy?!" His denseness is truly to his detriment here.

Uh-oh, Silver's being pulled into the "darkness" of the dream, thinking it would be better to just stay here than face reality... He's losing hope, DOING THE THING HE FORESHADOWED LAST UPDATE... IF HE EVER FALLS INTO THE DARKNESS, THEN PLEASE PULL HIM OUT... (Another map segment with Silver required; you have to find your way around in the dark.)

NOOOOO NOT SILVER SEEING HIMSELF AS THE DAWN KNIGHT THAT HIS DAD'S STRIKING DOWN IN VENGENCE OTL WHAT IS THIS, IT'S SO SICK AND TWISTED

400 years after conflict, the peace treaty was signed between fae and humans. Wild Rose Castle is now left in ruins; the rumors say it is haunted. The diurnal fae casted a spell on Wild Rose to keep humans away.

HUH???? LILIA FOUND BABY SILVER IN THE ABANDONED WILD ROSE CASTLE?????

Uhhh so apparently after the war we saw, another conflict broke out for territory and the Silver Owls got their asses handed to them.

LILIA UNIQUE MAGIC REVEAL... HE CAN READ THE MEMORIES OF THINGS HE TOUCHES????? (Reminds me of "Dimensional Scream" from Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of TIme/Darkness/Sky!) "Far Cry Cradle" is the name! We also get the chant: "As if it were a day. Everywhere I go, it will be in a blink of an eye."

BABY SILVER?????

Silver was magically put to sleep for hundreds of years by some small (guardian) fairies?!?!?!?!?!?!? Because conflicts were still going on and his parents wished for him to live in a world free of war. When Silver meets someone who "loves" him, he will wake up from his magic-induced slumber. NOW THE BABY IS AWAKE AND CRYING

... Wait. Doesn't that mean. Silver is technically older than Malleus... since Malleus is only 178 years old and Silver's been sleeping for like 400 years????? OTL SILVER OLD MAN ERA??????

NOT (PAST) LILIA BEING TSUNDERE, he says he thinks the guardian fairies' magic is fading with time... he doesn't even consider that he'd ever love the baby...

"I'm not someone who deserves your love" - Silver, casually cuing all of our tears

Silver's hair was originally blonde; It became silver when he received a fairy's blessing (Lilia's). LILIA SAYS "May the Night bless you" and says that the day he found Silver is his new birthday. So the Dawn Knight has gold hair because it's blessed by a diurnal fae, but with silver hair like moonlight, Silver won't stand out in Briar Valley.

I CAN'T WITH LILIA, SILVER SAYS HE WAS NAMED THAT BECAUSE OF HIS HAIR COLOR IN A BIRTHDAY VIGNETTE... Yet here we see Lilia actually named him Silver as in silver moonlight to guide people in the darkness...

"Even if I have to give up my own life, I want to protect my child", that's a sentiment that both Lilia's princess and the Dawn Knight expressed. I think this kind of thinking probably helped Lilia put everything into perspective and better understand that humans and fae are actually very similar.

SILVER/LILIA HOME REVEAL, we're seeing some point later in time but before present day when Lilia is still raising baby Silver.

Lilia is singing the same lullaby as what Meleanor sang for Malleus in the egg!! Malleus pays them a visit and still doesn't really seem to understand humans (HE SAYS SILVER LIKE A MONKEY????) but also helps watch baby Silver... He even hums his mom's lullaby for Silver, but cannot seem to remember where he heard the song before.

It's so weird thinking about how fae take 30 YEARS TO LEARN HOW TO WALK... What do you do for those 30 years, just lie on your back????? OTL

LILIA READS SILVER BEDTIME STORIES

Oh, Lilia's understanding humans and fae a little better (around the time Silver starts to eat pureed foods). Both human and fae babies cry and sleep, etc. BHFABIYFVQIQEFL hE'S FEEDING SILVER RAT MEAT???????? Malleus has to have the castle prepare baby food for them...

WAHHHHH THAT ACRON BRACELET LILIA TREASURES IS SOMETHING KID!SILVER MADE FOR HIM... Squirrels helped him gather the acorns and woodpeckers helped him string the acorns together. The acorn amulet is meant to bring Lilia a long, healthy, and happy life (something Silver was told by forest fae). Even as a kid... Silver was hoping for Lilia's health... and now that I think about it, the acorn amulet is like a representation of Lilia's own deteriorating health over time... OTL

"I feel like I can live a thousand years with this (amulet)..." LILIA EVEN KEPT IT ALL THIS TIME AND CALLS IT HIS MOST PRECIOUS BELONGING... shUT UP, SHUT UP IM CRYING

ASKHBLIDIBIFIA WE'RE SEEING THE RAINING SCENE LILIA TOLD US ABOUT IN ONE OF HIS BIRTHDAY VIGNETTES???!?!?!?!????!? It's the day Silver realized he and Lilia aren't related by blood...

God, there are so many of the map portions... This time, Sebek is the required character!

The rest of the gang are transported to the darkness where Silver is wallowing?? Sebek sees some of his own memories which intertwin with Silver's (since Baul sometimes took bare of Silver or visited Lilia). It's also confirmed that Lilia went to Sebek's dad to ask for advice on how to raise Silver.

Back then, Baul asked Lilia to train Sebek since he's part human (and therefore "weak" in Baul's eyes). However, Baul still values his grandson and wants him to have a good education 🥺 (Sebek's older brother also graduated from NRC??)

Lilia tore up his invitation to NRC???? But it was his friend Raverne who came to him with the invitation pieced back together and kept it safe for the future in case Lilia reconsidered. It seems like Raverne really is a diplomat; he stresses the importance of humans coming to understand fae + vice versa, and how it's things like learning a common language that can help bridge these gaps.

Lilia confirms that Raverne must have "become a star" by now BUT UNTIL I SEE A CORPSE I'M NOT BELIEVING IT

Sebek's trying to get through to Silver, who's slowly being swallowed by the darkness... HE UNVEILS HIS UM, "Living Bolt"!! "Thrust through the clouds, o' lightning!" It seems to summon a powerful strike of lightning, but I'm not entirely sure what it does because the visuals of the game are a little confusing??? (Like it shows a white silhouette of Sebek moving around, so it makes me think he can... control the lightning??? Or he... becomes lightning itself to move around??? DON'T QUOTE ME ON THAT.) Sebek says he hasn't mastered it yet so maybe even he doesn't know what it can do.

With Sebek's UM, he's able to snap Silver out of it!

THE GIRLIES ARE FIGHTING... There's literally a battle between Silver and Sebek, which resolves with Sebek smacking some sense into Silver. Sebek calls him an idiot and tells him to stop saying he isn't loved, because it's rude of Silver to be this weak when Lilia raised him to be strong (ie "IT'S AN INSULT TO LILIA-SAMA", "IF HE SAW YOU BEING THIS PATHETIC HE'D BE SAD", etc). Way to go with your words of encouragement... 100/10 motivational speaker, Sebek.

Silver realizes that he has had Lilia's love and support all this time... "It's true love", Silver says. The true love that his guardian fairies said would wake him from his sleep... 😭I really appreciate how it was Silver who first snapped Sebek out of his dream-induced despair, and now Sebek is doing the same for Silver.

WAIT THAT'S IT?????? THAT'S THE UPDATE???? ?? ??? ? ????????? 🤡 TWST really said, "I'm coming for everyone's throat and I'm taking no prisoners" AND THEN DIPPED ON US AFTER DROPPING SO MANY BOMBSHELLS... This is just the fate of every book 7 main story update now, isn't it???!??????!?

asidoavyfqevofb I know a ton of really exciting and shocking reveals happened this time around, but while my mind is still racing to process everything... the one thing that sticks out to me is "Ace is the only one without a UM now". IT'S SO FUNNY HOW HE THOUGHT HE'D GET HIS UM BEFORE DEUCE BUT HE ACTUALLY ENDS UP BEING THE LAST OF THE ENTIRE MAIN CAST TO GET IT................. .. . . . .. ....... .. .. . .. ... . . . .. THERE IS SOME CRUEL, SICK IRONY HERE.

I pretty much said all my other thoughts as they cropped up along with the corresponding story beats!! But overall, I loved learning more about the characters and their shared history. Part 5 confirmed many theories, such as the Dawn Knight being related to Silver (and not his ancestor, but rather his actual dad), Silver being put under a sleeping curse that requires true love to break, how Lilia came to raise Silver, etc. It also recontexualizes lore we already knew, such as how Silver got his name, the Zigvolt family's involvement with Lilia, and how Lilia changed from his old self to his current self.

khbhasdsbkuavuofafabf I ALSO CAN'T BELIEVE LILIA X MALLEMOM IS A THING, THAT WAS ONE OF THE MOST SHOCKING REVEALS THIS ENTIRE UPDATE😭 All this time we were joking about Lilia x Mrs. Spade... turns out, Lilia was into someone else's mom... HE'S JUST INTO MOMS, I'M CALLING IT NOW/j

I'm surprised that we didn't get to catch up with the Shroud brothers whatsoever this time??? Not a single peep about Ortho (who has 'woken up and is actively working to help everyone) or even Idia (who is still stuck dreaming)... I really hope the next update addresses how Ignihyde is faring, cuz I miss them and want to know how they contribute to saving the day!!

As book 7 progresses, it progressively calls the image of a spinning wheel into my mind... This is the case especially for the flashback segments we see, which shows us how the various members of Diasomnia are related to each other, and, by extension, their other family members. Lilia is raising Silver, the baby of an old foe. Malleus is visiting Lilia, who is implied to have helped hatch him after his parents died and/or went missing. Lilia asks Sebek's dad for help raising Silver. Baul asks Lilia to help mentor his grandson, Sebek. It really harkens back to the "individually, we're threads on a spinning wheel, but we come together to make something far stronger" line that Lilia dropped at the end of book 6, proving that the spinning wheel and the threads of Fate within it are an important motif for book 7 🥺

I'm fine.

This is fine.

It's not fine

[honey-milk-depresso]

Hi hi Honey! I hope you're doing well and taking care of yourself!

how about crack headcanons for Malleus, Silver, and Lilia reacting to hearing reader shouting "they've had it with Adeuce and Grim" then chasing them with a broom. 😭 Idk it was just something that randomly popped into my head. Take your time <3

TW: Slight swearing, I will now put that as a warning as my friend's sister saw a cuss word and I will never forgive myself for letting her read my fics-

TWST S/o's had it with Adeuce + Grim

Malleus Draconia

It's a beautiful day outside.

Birds are singing, flowers are blooming,

On days like these...

Wait-

Well, on a nice day like this, Malleus was strolling merrily down his way to see you in Ramshackle.

The thought of you greeting him with a sweet, cheerful smile warms his heart and it made him more hurried in his footsteps, walking towards your dorm as he anticipated your cordial greeting.

And as he knocked on the door...

"I SWEAR TO GOD YOU THREE- WHAT THE FUCK-"

Malleus blinked, as he peered from behind the opened door. There he found you standing above with a broom in hand, the two first years and tanuki he had learnt about from you, kneeling with their heads bowed and hung with shame. Were those... anemones on their heads?

"YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU MADE A DEAL WITH SOME SHADY OCTOPUS IN OCTAVINELLE FOR AN EXAM?? YOU SHOULD'VE JUST STUDIED WITH ME AND JACK-"

Malleus quietly closed the door; thankful you had not noticed. He had definitely stepped in at the wrong time and to see you so unruffled and... fierce. No, that might be an understatement.

The dragon fae never would have thought you'd be a completely different person when you're upset. Whatever those three might have done surely had you erupt.

He doesn't want to know why you had a broom in the first place...

Lilia Vanrouge

He had met those three troublemakers during their first week of college, and he could already tell they were bound to create trouble.

Lilia went to Ramshackle on a particularly normal day. He was quite excited for you to try the dish he painstakingly made, and this time he finally had Silver's approval as he did not spat out the whole thing (at least).

He was proud of it, and whatever he had learnt from his Master Chef Class, he hoped you would be impressed by it.

On his way, he knocked on the door. "S/o-"

"YOU FUCKS- WHAT THE HELL- WHO ATE MY LUNCH"

"IT WASN'T ME- I SWEAR-"

"ASS TRAPPOLA, YOU BETTER GET ASS HERE OR I'M GONNA FUCK YOU UP-"

"PREFECT, PLEASE CALM DOWN-" "NYEHH- HENCHMAN'S SCARY-"

"BACK OFF-"

Lilia was cut short by the muffled screaming behind the door, and he wondered if what happened. He peered from the window and saw the chaos unfold: you chasing Ace with a broom, who was backed in the corner. Deuce and Grim were holding you back, as you almost gnawed on Deuce's arm.

My oh my, s/o. Who knew you were so chaotic? He decided maybe now wasn't the time to... say hello, and he went off.

"What friends they are... Fufufu..."

Silver

Silver had decided to meet you after a long day. He was up from classes till club activities ended, and he just wanted to take a good long sleep in the comfort of your presence.

He was desperate enough to brisk walk his way towards Ramshackle, urgently wanting to seek rest and comfort in your arms. He pictured you embracing him while whispering to him about how much you love him as he loves you as he would slowly be lulled to sleep by your voice...

"ACE- GRIM-"

"OH SHIT-"

"PREFECT WAIT-"

"DEUCE GET OFF ME-"

Silver was pulled back to reality and his daydreaming was cut short by screaming in Ramshackle.

He looked towards the window, seeing Ace running at full speed as you hunted him down with a broom. Grim was clawing onto the redhead's jacket as Deuce hurriedly followed you, trying to stop you from committing further acts of violence.

He could hear from Ace: "STOP- DON'T HIT ME, I SWEAR IT WASN'T ME-"

"THEN WHERE'S THE LUNCH, HUH-"

"IT WAS GRIM-"

"DON'T THROW ME UNDER THE BUS-"

"PREFECT, PLEASE DON'T KILL US-"

Yikes... Not a good time to enter now, is it? Silver made a U-turn back to Diasomnia as he sighed, reminding himself not to make you upset. Ever.

"I'll just go back to my room..."

Reblogs help! ^^

[vaguely-concerned]

I binged through all of Dragon Age: Absolution today and honestly I really really liked it! I was allowing myself only some very cautious optimism after watching the twitch premiere of the first episode, but freed from the need for infodumps and setting up the characters the rest of the show actually rapidly gets better from there (some pacing issues here and there excepted but hey they were given 6 episodes, I think they did pretty well considering those constraints)! If like me you HUNGER for, you YEARN for, you CRAVE more Dragon Age right the fuck now, this is not at all a bad thing to help keep some of that hunger down while we wait for the next game, and has a few loveable new characters to get into and some great action animation to boot.

More idle thoughts/reactions under the cut!

first and foremost I love Roland and Lacklon so much haha, a surprisingly well paced romance considering it mainly happens in quick background-ish moments! I'm especially interested in Roland's backstory, since he's very chill and openminded for what seems to be a decently well-trained/educated Orlesian? Lacklon being like 'I want to hold his hand and suck his dick 😔 fml' every time Roland did something cool in battle was just *chef's kiss* too, it was kind of smart to have their fight scenes double as foreplay as well on a writing level since they're arguably the least plot-important characters overall (though they and Qwydion are definitely the heart of the story as far as I'm concerned)

I understand why Miriam clung to Hira so much since she just lost literally everything in her life, good or bad, moments before and that relationship was the only time she had tasted anything like real love since her brother died, but girl... girl when people show you who they are, believe them. marry Qwydion instead you deserve so much better (Hira gave me the Bad Vibes right away from how she didn't respect anything Miriam said or expressed and kept pushing in ways that made me really uncomfortable, so I won't say I was shocked or anything lol.) There is the (??deliberate??) mirror of Hira hugging Miriam from behind in the blood magic dream and Qwydion coming up behind her in very much the same way to rest her hand on her shoulder in the real world afterwards, so I have hope maybe?

can you imagine Dorian watching shitshows like this go down every other week all around Tevinter and tearing at his perfectly sculpted hair because Andraste's tits if you motherfuckers would stop acting stereotypically for FIVE MINUTES! could any of you go take a PISS without resorting to blood magic! Dorian's job is a shit job and he's probably been doing it for a while by the time of Dreadwolf so y'know. get my son a drink

speaking of Qwydion, I am so glad for further support for my theory that vashoth born away from the Qun are actually some of the most well-adjusted people in all of Thedas. they've dodged the Qun from birth by definition, they don't seem terribly interested in the Chantry or grand politics of any kind, they don't have a caste system hanging over them, they can step on anyone who tries to mess with them even if they don't have magic... truly the only sane people running around out here

so you're telling me the Inquisition screws Fairbanks over no matter what you do, b/c either he dies or he's forced into Orlesian politics. Oh buddy I'm sorry we should've just let you frolic around in the Emerald Graves on your own you didn't deserve this

Poor Tessa. she is probably better off without him in the long run but that's a rough week

I was so excited to see Kirkwall again, I saw the horrific chain statues and went 'OH HELLHOLE MORE LIKE HELLHOME'. it's so grim and awful I miss it so much lol

meredith, huh. so uh. hawke really has failed at everything, pretty much, then. even the few people they did manage to kill to protect everyone didn't stay dead. I'm just waiting for the dragon they killed in the Bone Pit to come back and ravage the city as well now, just to top it off. celestial punching bag of thedas hawke. babyyyyyyyyy if it helps I still love you the most and so does your collection of bi weirdos found family

rezaren wasn't even that good a mage, as far as we can tell, so you have to wonder what the FUCK dorian's ancestor was pulling to have created this thing that he could barely control with half a dragon's worth of blood (and what someone like Dorian, who helped crack time like an egg in his student days sort of just to see if he could, it seems, could do with it if they didn't have like scruples or other pesky things like that. everything we see about tevinter magisters makes me more impressed with how comparatively not fundamentally shitty Dorian has managed to turn out (no wonder Bull is kind of impressed with him for having actual integrity, if this is the competition he's up against). can you tell I miss him lol)

I found it genuniely interesting how much rezaren and hira are thematic mirrors to each other and mutually cannot see it, right down to treating miriam ultimately as an object. same self-centered idiot, different hairstyles. what a scathing indictment of Tevinter high society that even Hira, who's family was notoriously progressive and trying to enact change, still treats people exactly the same way as the other magisters when push comes to shove.

thank u to Lacklon for pessimistic cynical bastard representation, he is right that that dragon is going to ravage the countryside and someone on the crew has to keep clear eyes for that sort of thing even when it's a downer

[take-taker-taken]

Oh wondrous great writer one... (is that enough grovelling?) I was wondering if I could just get a lil fluffy Taker supporting his beloved reader after a long day at work? I've had a bit of a grim week.

Flattery will get you everywhere! I’m sorry that you’ve had a grim week - hopefully this will make you feel better…

Home Safe

You walk in the door, nudging it shut behind you and toss your keys into the bowl. Effort. You drop your bag on the floor, hang up your coat and kick off your shoes. Ugh, everything is so much effort.

“Hey baby!” His voice calls through from the kitchen but you’re so exhausted, even that isn’t enough to raise a smile. Shoulders slumping, you wander through and he’s there at the sink rinsing some veggies. Not many people realise, but he’s quite the chef when he wants to be. He turns to you with a smile on his face but it slips when he sees you, replaced with a frown.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” His soft tone and obvious concern threaten to open the floodgates and your bottom lip wobbles. “Oh, hey now - come here.” He drops what he’s doing and has his arms around you in seconds, a small hum rumbling comfort as he pulls you against his chest. He drops a kiss on to the top of your head as you cling to him, feeling your tears recede. “What’s wrong?” He asks again, rocking you gently side to side.

“Just this week,” you mumble, “the whole thing has been like ice skating up a hill and I’m so tired of it.”

“You work too hard, y’know.” He squeezes you tighter for a brief moment and kisses your head again. “I know, I know - just your nature,” he says, cutting off the muffled protest you’re trying to make into his shirt. He loosens his hold and steps back, though keeps his hands on your waist. “How about you let me take care of you tonight, huh? I’m making that pasta that you like.”

You sniff a bit and look up, giving him a watery smile. “That’d be nice.”

“There ya go,” he says, pleased to have raised a smile and dips his head down for a kiss. His lips are soft and he steals two or three pecks of your lips until you laugh quietly. He pulls out a chair from the island and guides you up on to it. “Now, you just sit yourself there while I make dinner, OK? Let me get you a drink.”

Feeling better already just for being home with him, you nod and stretch up as you to try to figure out how far along dinner is. A drink in your favourite glass appears in front of you, delivered alongside a kiss to your cheek and you take a sip and sigh softly. He continues to be busy around the kitchen as he prepares the meal, talking to you all the while - all kinds of subjects except work because it’s the weekend now and this time is just for the two of you. Any time he walks by you there’s a kiss, or a hand through your hair or if he has more time, those big hands on your shoulders, gently massaging. By the time he serves dinner most of the tension has melted away and then he reveals that your favourite dessert is in the fridge, too.

He steps away part way through dessert and you’re finishing up by the time he comes back. He makes short work of his own and then you load the dishwasher together despite his protests. You expect to move to the living room for some TV but he takes your hand and you give him a confused look.

“I said I was gonna take care of you, didn’t I?” You nod and he smiles. “So, come on.”

He leads you upstairs to the bathroom where the tub is just about full and bubbles float on top. The room is warm and smells of lavender and you turn to him and squeeze him tight as you feel tears threaten again, but this time it’s a combination of happiness and relief. He carefully undresses you and helps you settle into the water and you close your eyes as the warmth surrounds you.

“Just gonna go get you another drink - won’t be long.” He slips quietly out of the room and you lay there in a blissful state, free of stress and feeling thoroughly spoiled. When he comes back he speaks to you about some plans for the weekend - a trip to the cabin, if you want? You nod as enthusiastically as your relaxation allows. Before the water begins to cool he’s sitting you up gently and running a sponge up and down each of your limbs in turn and then taking a firmer tact with your neck and shoulders. He holds the glass to your lips for you to have more sips and then invites you to cuddle up into a fluffy white towel that he takes from the heated rail. Scooping you up still inside it, he carries you to the bedroom where the lights are down low and sets you on the bed.

“Face down, sweetheart - I’ve warmed up the lavender oil.” You almost feel guilty and start to tell him it’s not necessary but he shushes you. “Tonight is for you, baby - I want to spoil you, so let me, OK?

“‘K… thank you, ohhh…” Any other thoughts of protest are driven away along with the tension from your shoulders as his big hands glide over your skin. Firm, sure movements that relax you bit by bit into a boneless puddle - you’re so relaxed that you barely register him gently wiping the oil away with the towel before manoeuvring you into bed.

“Love you,” you murmur as you fight sleep - you want to hold on to this moment for as long as you can.

He slips in next to you and kisses your lips. “I love you too, baby. Sleep now, sweetheart.” He pulls you to him, bringing you the peace that comes with knowing you’re treasured.

[jalapenobee]

Klance goes Halloween costume/candy shopping

Three little demons

Pidge, being the lazy gremlin she is, stole one of Matt’s black cloaks and got a fake scythe from Party City down the street for her costume. She was the grim reaper.

Shiro just planned to wear brown and put a toy football, cut in half, on his nose with tape. He grasped his elbows with the opposite hands and let his arms hang, making an obnoxious “huh” sound whenever someone talked to him. He was a Minecraft villager.

Hunk, contrary to everyone’s assumptions, wasn’t going to be a chef. He pulled out a Santa beard from last year and dyed it black, twisting it so it wasn’t as puffy. He ordered a wizard costume online, and ta da, he was a wizard. On a quest, if I may add. To save his village.

Coran had scavenged for his space pirate disguise, which was now hanging on the back of his door for the 31st of October.

You can probably tell that these four already have their Halloween costumes ready. They do. But there were still three people who didn’t.

Keith, Lance, and Allura. Today, they’re going costume shopping at a sketchy market that Coran had given them directions to. He insisted it was totally safe.

We’ll see about that.

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“Is this thing on? Yeah. Okay. Hello, everybody!”

“Lance, what are you doing? There’s nobody watching.”

“Yeah, but we’re gonna watch this later with everyone, so I might as well address the audience.” Lance’s fingers formed his signature finger gun pose, aimed directly at the one and only Keith.

A sigh came from behind the camera, and the view was flipped to the source of the noise. Allura. “Can we just get going? We only have two days before Halloween.”

Lance pouted but agreed. Time was running short, so they piled into Allura’s Lexus, camera pointed towards the floor, Keith snagging shotgun and shutting the passenger door before Lance could protest.

“Wha- Keith! You can’t do that, I was holding the camera!”

Keith rolled down the tinted window and flashed a smug smile. “I think I just did.”

“What if I sit in your lap?”

“We’re not that far, Lance.”

“Just sit in the backseat!”

“See? Look at what I gotta deal with. Especially with this mullet here.” Lance turned the camera’s view from a close up of his face towards Keith and jabbed a thumb in his direction.

“I can hear you, Lance.” They both rolled their eyes with Allura, who turned her key and started up the car as Lance climbed into the backseat.

“Let’s go, bitches.”

“I’m pretty sure Pidge taught her that word.”

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“Okay, we’re here.”

The camera’s viewpoint shifted to an old-looking sign sporting the word “market” in red capital letters. Faded tents and stands stood in rows facing each other under it, selling various items, some more, ahem, suspicious than others.

“I don’t know why Coran thought we could find a Halloween costume at this place,” Keith muttered. “Let alone something that isn’t caked in dirt.”

Lance waggled his eyebrows at the camera. “Or blood.”

“Don’t- just don’t, Lance.” Allura’s annoyance was enough to get everyone to start walking down the rows of “shops”. It resembled an outdoor mall, really. Looking closer, the stores had their own special style and flair, and some were bigger than others. They weren’t all tiny shacks.

“Alright, and the search starts now. You guys wanna split up?”

Allura and Keith both shrugged and promptly turned around and walked away, leaving Lance.

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Lance paused the recording on the camera and ran after Keith, catching up to him in an embarrassingly long amount of time. Even though he called his name and got Keith to stop.

“Wait, can I come with you? This place is kinda sketchy and… uh…”

“What?”

Lance dropped his voice to a timid whisper and cowered behind Keith. “I don’t wanna walk alone. Some of these guys look creepy.”

“So you want me to protect you?”

“Yup!”

“Long shot.” Keith rolled his eyes and continued to walk, scanning the front of the stores for one that looked like it sold costumes.

“Good thing I’m a sharpshooter, then. I’ll reach my target soon enough.”

“You already got your target, Lance.” Keith turned around and planted a small kiss on Lance’s cheek, who had started to walk with him.

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“And we’re back! I’m here with my wonderful samurai boyfriend Keith, and- wait. Where’s Keith?”

Lance looked around, a confused expression on his face until he saw Keith waving him over from the entrance of one of the bigger stores.

“Ah, there he is. Let’s go find a costume!”

Lance rushed over to where Keith was standing, in the wide entrance of probably the only store that had good lighting and a clean floor.

“Can you not record me? It’s weird.”

“Sure, of course!”

Despite his sarcastic promise, Lance made it his mission to point the camera at Keith whenever he got the chance, proving to be a bad idea when the paladins watched the video later.

Keith led the two of them through the store, passing other customers and the occasional clerk until they got to a clothing section, displaying many varieties of eccentric garments (that felt way too sophisticated).

“There might be something good here…”

Lance rolled his eyes at Keith’s mumbling. “Damn right there is. We’re gonna find the best costumes.”

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And with that, they began looking.

They split up again, Lance being left alone to be suspicious about everyone who crossed his path as he sorted through the racks of clothing, the camera forgotten and hanging at his neck by the strap. Nothing looked good enough, though. All of them were either too big or too small or just didn’t have enough flair.

The same thing was happening to Keith. He couldn’t find a good costume either, but at least he found Allura. They talked in hushed voices as they browsed through the short aisles.

“I can’t believe we actually came here.”

“Me neither. Coran can be kind of suspicious sometimes.”

Allura nodded in agreement and fingered a costume that stood out from the rest. It was a demon costume, but she didn’t really care. It had black wings and horns, and a dark red tail attached to the back of the black bootcut pants. A blood red halter top hung under a thin white mesh shawl that would’ve reached her elbows.

She grinned. “I think this is the one.”

“This isn’t like shopping for wedding rings, Allura.”

She rolled her eyes and bid a goodbye to Keith, walking off to find the checkout line. One demon.

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“Now I am officially with Keith, and I think we’ve found our Halloween costumes! After someone spent ten minutes trying on one of them, only to decide it was too big.”

“It was too big. And these are girl’s costumes!”

“So? Who cares?”

Lance let the camera hang from the strap as he held up the two matching costumes to Keith.

Guess what they were.

I dare you.

They were *ahem* female demon costumes. And Lance had his heart set on wearing them. Two demons down, one to go.

Both had horns and tails similar to the ones on Allura’s costume, but the wings were smaller and bright red. And under a black crop top hung glittering black and red ruffled miniskirts that Keith didn’t want to wear.

Too bad for him.

“Cmon, please?” Lance draped the costumes over his right arm and lifted the camera, pointing it at Keith. “I really wanna match for Halloween. Don’t you think we’d look cute in skirts?”

“Don’t you think this is perfect blackmail material for Pidge?”

“It clearly never crossed your mind that I have better blackmail material than Pidge.”

Keith opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Lance did have a point… wait, no! He might’ve been right, but Keith is not wearing a skirt for Halloween.

Hold up. Unless…

“Alright, I’ll wear it, but on one condition.”

Lance felt a bright smile form on his face. “And that is?”

“Ditch your skincare routine for a week.”

“Deal! Wait, what? I can’t do that!”

“Nope, you already agreed! One week starts now!” Three little demons.

“Get back here!”

Whoops… there goes any chance of being pimple free on Halloween. But it’s worth it, Lance thought, if I get to see Keith in a dress.

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Im sorry because this isn’t really Klance and it wasn’t very on topic, but I’m PROUD of this

I crunched it out in one and a half days now I feel powerful

There’s also an art piece I’m working on that connects to this, it’ll be out in a few days to a week

[maguro13-2]

The Dark Picture ~ Origins of the Ink Demon : Operation Drawcia Pt.14 ~

[Reaper's Throne Room - Hang Castle/Mystic Mansion]

Egg Pawn Guard A : That's should do it.

Egg Pawn Guard B : Ain't no way, that doing a hostage chair situation would do the trick.

Egg Pawn Guard A : Alright, kid. State your name and Identification.

Crona : Crona, Just Crona.

Ragnarok : And don't forget about me! Ragnarok!

Egg Pawn Guard A : Woah! A monster!

Ragnarok : I am no monster, I am demon made of ink, and I live in this kid's body for years!

Egg Pawn Guard A : I knew you were one of Sammy Lawnerence experiments, so that's why Maka and this Soul Evans person wanted to battle Medusa that enforced you to do the dirty work and your darkest hour, funny thing here is that you were a puppet on a string to the heartless the entire time! Who sent you here, kid? Who created you?

Crona : Sammy Lawrence created me.

Maka Albarn : Sammy Lawrence? Where did I heard that name before?

Crona : He is the prophet to the Ink Demons who was working for Inky Albarn, the queen of the Ink Demons!

Maka Albarn : Inky Albarn, that 70-year old hag set me up for this! But why on earth did she give her blood to you?

Crona : It's a long story, Maka. But you know nothing about the queen's pride of being the queen of the Ink Demons, nice girls finish last before the queen, the ones who are aggressive to destroy the world would be the heartless their selves.

Maka Albarn : Now i'm getting it somewhere, alright. Let me do the talking. Three years ago the heartless appeared after the Space Colony ARK incident, they are creatures born from within the darkness and I happened to believe that they manipulate others including the humans their selves and for the witches. They lost to Sora after Ansem was defeated in the first epic battle between them. My suggestion is that the witch Medusa whom abused you and enforced to do their dirty work to destroy this planet.

Crona : Not "abused", tormented. They were my tormentors, treated me like pieces of garbage and manipulated my entire life, but I joined Inky Albarn's side for my protection! I needed myself out for the ones that I need to think straight that would bring an end to the Kusakabe Legacy!

Maka Albarn : The guy who truly created Soul Eater, from Shinra Kusakabe to me in Chronological order. That's where the Ohkuboverse began.

Crona : I am giving you this a simple task for hear me out with this one, I Crona the human, will seek into light and then I will break us free from the Heartless's corruption, relcaim the Ink Demon Bloodline and their position as King and queen, but Inky Albarn wouldn't let me continue If I needed to follow her instructions, that's why I needed to escape and find freedom that towards me is the light.

*Door Banging*

Maka Albarn : And I believe that I am finished with my lunch, I better go tell the chefs that the toasted raviolis they gave me are really hitting the spot, that's a great story in your life, but not on your pal, you should reconsider it as my number one hero for autographs. It's gotta be Grim, Seto and Solva! I wonder if they came back from the mission. (opens door) Huh? What in the actual fu-

Marie : Ahh, Maka Albarn. Good Afternoon, so nice to see you in this castle. I am Marie Mjolnir, a former lover from 13 years ago, and you are the girl who destroyed Japan's population. This is the guy you wanted to see from Mars and Jupiter, it's your elders.

Master Phanto : It's been a long time, Maka Albarn. I am Lord Phanto III's apprentice, Master Phanto.

"Master Phanto : Apprentice of Lord Phanto III".

Master Phanto : Lord Phatno said that I kept an eye on you throughout the years. Indeed I was the one who had this kid giving you information about working for the heartless. Sorry for all the troubles that he caused.

Maka Albarn : So that's what you've been up to. You didn't realized how much being a hero sucks to me, life in the Mangaka industry is such a pain in my tuckus. All I did was to make me the hero of one story and that's it, I didn't want a story of three, I only wanted one and each. Why Soul Eater has to be story.

Egg Pawn Guard A : Nothing big here is too greedy for a mustache to handle his pawns in corrupt game of chess, are you sure this is the right place, you brought along someone with him.

Master Phanto : Oh my deer humble apologies, This two women from the world of Soul Eater wanted to see Maka in person, but they discovered that tracked down here to let Crona enter the castle. But please, if we may as all do.

Azusa Yumi : I got a bad feeling that it's not gonna be easy for one story, but having a story of three kids is like a power trio, or basically a trinity. Let's decided that we are official in the past.

Master Phanto : Crona the Human Meister of Darkness, a tragic figure living in the shadows with a noble cause. Being a pawn to the heartless was indeed their foolish attempt to destroy this planet that our kinsman has conquered the planets for ages.

Marie Mjolnir : Maka, why didn't you call us that you were mistaken for my sake?

Azusa Yumi : Do you know how long it has been in our lives since we discovered that we stumbled upon the truth by accident?

Maka Albarn : Wait, I thought you guys were working for Lord Death.

Marie Mjolnir : Yeah, turns out we were only pawns in a corrupt game, Shotaro the Dokeshi and not us. I guess the Men of Shinra's Influence had the nerves to keep this all a secret! We're all just puppets on a string. So we stumbled apon the truth by accident and Darkside Death expelled us from Soul World.

Maka Albarn : Wait a sec, Darkside Death was behind all of this? I thought he was their idol, but who knew that Shotaro the Dokeshi was just a kid, was he also a puppet as well?

Master Phanto : Indeed. Our heavily implied forces showed the records that Darkside Death has been hurting Ashley's people from the start, this reaper of a heartless has been spreading lies throughout Soul Eater's story and you were one of his pawns for monopolization of political power, you have always been a fool to the human race, Maka. One step closer to Darkside Death's plan and he'll rule the entire planet for himself.

Maka Albarn : Are you retconning me, everyone in the world Soul Eater is...

Marie Mjolnir : Yes, Maka. Everyone from Soul Eater existed in the real world and we were only pawns to another heartless, they are creatures born from our hearts and they played us all like...like...

Master Miller's Ghost : They played us like a damn fiddle.

Marie Mjolnir : They played us all like a damn fiddle! It's all Shinra Kusakabe's fault and he started it all from the start! I've always been such, such a fool to me, Maka! We're all sorry that we all lied from the start, there was no Shinigami, there was no Kishin, and there is no such thing is Madness.

Azusa Yumi : Actually, Madness was just a concept from Greek Mythology, Hercules the hero ceased to fucntion by calming himself down with calmness and drink of tea.

Marie Mjolnir : Wait, he did? [To Maka] But whatever that is, I wanted to live in the real world too! I can't take the lying no more! Please, Maka! Dr. Stein is a dead man and the one I knew in the modern day world is actually Sammy Lawrence himself in disguise! Truth was right and were wrong, we were wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong! I've never been felt like an idiot! There are you happy now!?

Maka Albarn : You'll do anything for me, and for Shinra right?

Marie Mjolnir : Anything! We'll do anything for Real World AU! Anything for this planet! I spent my whole life for this! I've been at Minnesota for my life's savings! I didn't know what's going to become of what!? America has been down graded with soul eater since the disappearance of Shotaro the Dokeshi during the investigation he went on, but just a remind you that...(whispers into Maka's ear)

[Ambush - Yutaka Minobe]

*RUMBLING*

Maka Albarn : (Gasps in extreme) WHY THAT LYING SACK OF CRAAAAAAAAAAP!!!

"Meanwhile later that night..."

Edward : (whistles) Taking out the trash is a simple task. Just a friendly reminder that Winry has a pack of muscles than I do, no wonder I wanted to be friends with a 14-year old minor that I wished to be never friends anyone.

Maka Albarn (?) : Hey there, shorty. Throwing out the garbage I see.

Edward : Hey, who are you calling...Oh, Maka what a pleasant surprise to meet you! But you sound like an adult, have you been hitting puberty lately.

Maka Albarn (?) : That's because I am an adult...I'm 70-years old.

Edward : 70 years old, wait a sec, why would I befriends with a 70-year old...(Maka converts herself into Inky Albarn) QUEEN!?!

Inky Albarn : Surprise to see me, punk kid? Yeah, you would be in your average size just for show.

[Showdown - Yutaka Minobe]

Edward : The Maka that I have been friends with is not a young girl!? You've been pretending to be Maka Albarn for someone who you aren't, So what you are!? I should've known that I would befriend a 70-year old hag who is tall than me!

Inky Albarn : Actually, you don't know quite the difference, you were never friends to Maka Albarn, that's why I had to disguise myself as her. If you would've listened to truth, maybe you suggested that you been befriending the wrong queen! I'm trying to save the royal bloodline from ever destroyed by the hands of heartless.

Edward : Wait, a heartless. That's what this whole Soul Eater thing is about!? Oh man, you got it all wrong, queeny! I mean this was some kind of mix up going here, it's a simple reason that why did we authors had to be so arrogant in the industry, they only wanted to make money, not make believes! I'm just a shounen protag who is making a lot of money here in Japan! Please don't hurt me!

Inky Albarn : I'm not gonna hurt ya, I'm just here to give you a simple question, where is my son?

Edward : Your son? Wait, you have a son? I'd figure you might a queen who has a son for you to have knot tied with the King of Ink Demons for 70 years, did you frame Maka Albarn on purpose for causing that incident happened about two years ago?

Inky Albarn : No...Someone framed her on purpose and I know who it was...Someone's stealing my job to take care those heartless fought against the American Public and the attacks in Tokyo. A wolf in sheep's clothing, a spy in disguise, an imitation of me that lurking through the dark corners of the shadows! I wanna find out who or what is responsible for tricking Maka Albarn, a traitor that I smell from their grave! If you don't tell me who's the whining little b*tch that screams the name Bendy, or'll eat your heart like brunch. (her fingers turns pointy and threatens Edward)

Edward : Okay! Okay! Maybe I was stubborn all the time, I yield! I yield! I'll tell you who was responsible for the framing of Maka Albarn, the "real" Maka Albarn! It's Patricia "Patty" Thompson, she was the one who framed her! It wasn't you, it was her!

Inky Albarn : So, Patty Thompson was behind all of this, eh? Guess, I did that to prevent Maka Albarn being a pawn to Darkside Death, the humans or inhabitants of the Ohkuboverse, had been self-centered arrogant asses for over year and the influence from the minds of Shinra Kusakabe or their author Atsushi Ohkubo, is no fair sharer of mine, I don't believe in self-centered idiots that are always too greedy with the money. That's why the Time Eater had to destroy 50% of the Ohkuboverse and kept truth out of the public! Truth was going to win it all by himself.

Winry : Hey, Edward, Are you okay? Huh?

*Shadow the Hedgehog SFX : Mission Fail*

Edward : (teeth chattering+shaking)

Winry : What in the actual fu-

Inky Albarn : Oh, you must be his Automail, I am Inky Albarn, queen of the Ink Demons.

Winry : You're a what?....

(Edward and Winry screams in horror)

Alphonse : Brother, I heard all the noise down here! What's going on here!?

Edward : Guys wait! Hold it!

Alphonse : Brother, who is that?

Edward : Guys we need to explain this.

~ Mission 13 : A Lesson in Redemption ~

[mysteryshoptls]

SR Cater Diamond Apprentice Chef Voice Lines

Summon Line: Oookay, Cay-kun's gonna do his best to make the best lookin' dish he can ☆

Groooovy!!: Not only does it look good, but it tastes good too? That's totally awesome of you to say!

Home: I look like a real chef now, don't I ♪

Home Idle 1: All these handy little kitchen gadgets are really useful, don'tcha think～? Ain't it great that we can do annoying stuff like making julienne strips in a snap?

Home Idle 2: I bet Kalim-kun's got a rich palate～ I'm kinda nervous to have him as my judge.

Home Idle 3: I used to make a few light meals for my older sisters from time to time. I guess I was kinda happy whenever they enjoyed the food, even if it was simple to make.

Home Idle - Login: I'm gonna make a beautiful dish and totally go viral on Magicam ♪ ーOorrrr at least, it'd be great if I could get somewhere close to that good!

Home Idle - Groovy: 'Right, it's done ♪ Yo... Doesn't this dish look crazy presentable!? It might blow up if I upload it to Magicam!

Home Tap 1: I get super pumped up whenever I can make an exciting dish. Like, the spicier I can make my ramen, the more thrilled I feel～

Home Tap 2: Just lookin' at cute sweets're enough to get people excited, huh～ I usually end up feeling full just from looking at them, though...

Home Tap 3: Ack, there's so many dishes piling up! Man, the longer it takes to start cleaning, the more of a chore it becomes...

Home Tap 4: The whole point of thoroughly draining the potatoes of any water is to prevent any oil from splashing, huh... I can see that there's a specific purpose to each little bit of instruction.

Home Tap 5: Oopsie-daisy～ I burned the galette. At this point, it's gonna look nothin' but bad. This suuuucks～

Home Tap - Groovy: Hey, hey, I tried to draw Grim-chan with ketchup, how does it look? In my opinion, it's a masterpiece～

Requested by @cynthinesia

[library-of-ohara]

anon asked: "I saw this post a week ago and I just had to try my luck and request this because this is on my mind for A WHOLE WEEK now. Can I please please request for a dilf cafe au hcs or any format any of you are comfortable with 👀 tysm (I’ve also been imagining kaido in a maid costume *chefs kiss*)"

a/n: written by Lale (@childofblackmaria) <3 HEAVY BREATHING yes omg. you don't understand how often i dreamt about a dilf maid café which is why i had to take this request and run with it. hope you enjoy this as much as i did while writing! thank you so much for the fun request. contains: bit crack, gn!reader, suggestive but not full on smut, lots of baby girls word count: 1k

🤍 dilf maid café AU headcanons

you’ve heard about this rumored secret underground club, but it sounded too good to be true. could it really…?

it was.

your knees are shaking when you walk down the dimly lit stairs, paper lanterns guiding your path. you can already hear muffled music playing from nearby, drowned out by the sound of your own heart hammering in your chest

with the business card in your sweaty hands you walk around the corner and there he was in all his glory…

the dark king, his long white hair in a half bun, dressed in a black and white maid outfit. he was wearing stiletto heels and fishnet thighs, giving you a little smirk with his arms crossed in front of his chest as he musters you up and down

he clearly was the bouncer of this place, taking his job seriously

“first time, huh?” it must have been written all over your face. “password?”

“baby girl.”, you whisper in awe and he gives you an approving nod, taking a step to the side to let you in through a red velvet curtain

“enjoy your stay. our maid Smoker will guide you to your cabin and tell you everything you need to know.”

a grim looking man greets you with a half-hearted curtsy, his blushing cheeks barely visible from the smoke of his two cigars dangling from his lips

he leads you through a long hallway, briefly explaining to you that there are private rooms and also a big main room with different shows throughout the night

right now, there was a tall man with a big pompadour on stage, hosting something that looked like a cooking show? he pulled out a big kitchen knife that was strapped to his leg under his maid outfit and chopped up some vegetables

granted, it turned you on a bit

your private cabin had a luxurious flair, a red velvet sofa with lots of pillows, many golden accents everywhere, it smelled heavenly but also very sinful

your maid Smoker invites you to sit on his lap while he’s showing you all available dilf maids on a tablet, letting you swipe through them until you found the one your heart admired (meanwhile a tall man with long luscious hair in a maid dress walks by and blows you a kiss; you take a mental note to request him the next time)

there were so many dilfs to pick from, some not really your type but that was the beauty of the dilf maid café – there was a dilf for everyone

“ahh, excellent choice. he’ll be there in a few minutes.”, Smoker says while leaving with a little bow, on his way to pick up the next customer at the door

you forget how to breathe while you wait, your heart pounding so heavy in your chest. this was the best gift you could have ever made yourself.

you could hear his laughter from the hallway already, bouncing off the walls, before you could see him

and then there he was, in all his glory, his big smile shining brighter as the sun when he pulls the velvet curtain to the side to step in

“Roger is the name, i’m here to read every wish off your lips tonight.”

he does a little curtsy while lifting the sides of his maid dress up, revealing a lacy garter belt underneath; grinning when he sees you noticing it

to say that you were captured by his presence would be an understatement

you were drawn to him like the moon to the sun, as if he touched your heart and turned it into golden stardust, as if you had known each other for half a life and not just five hot seconds.

that’s just Roger’s charm, everyone falls for him (except an user called “firecracker420” who left a very bad review about the maid café and Roger in particular – made you wonder what happened there)

you noticed quickly that he was a professional but also a big goofball, always teasing you while simultaneously blooming in his job as maid

it felt wrong to be served tea and cake by the pirate king but you also enjoyed it a lot, even more when he asked if you wanted to take a seat on your throne, pointing in his lap

fuck yeah you do

Roger tells you a lot about his job at the dilf maid cafe, that his big boss was a lady who referred to them all as baby girls (they didn’t mind it) and that they initially started the job because Rayleigh had so many debts from gambling but now they sticked with it because it was fun

plus the co-workers are nice (except 1 or 2 who had a bit of anger issues, they can be booked for the tsundere program though and seem to be quite popular)

recently a new superstar came to everyone’s attention, someone who left his villain career behind to earn his blood money the honest way

he was a beast on the pole and his pink lace underwear, but he also looked amazing in a maid outfit

Roger asked if you wanted to have a taste of him and that he could get him from the break room for you

before you can decline it (your heart was already drumming in your chest from Roger‘s presence alone, how could you handle two dilfs at once in one room?) he was already gone through the red velvet curtain

when the curtain is pulled to the side again, you forget how to breathe

his maid dress was slightly too tight, stretching over his broad chest, revealing his tattoos. his long hair was braided into two pigtails, tightened with two pink little bows

he blushed under your gaze, lowering his eyes as he did a little curtsy

your voice was merely a whisper. if this was a dream, you never want to wake up again.

„Kaido.“

[sheetsonfire]

Soccer Practice

Summary: Jay picks up his sister after soccer practice, things don’t go as planned.

Fandom: Chicago PD/Chicago Med

Characters: Sibling!Reader x Jay Halstead x Will Halstead (ft. Connor Rhodes)

Warnings: Asthma attack, medical talk

Word Count: 2137

Notes: So this is the first time I’m posting anything I’ve ever written... please be gentle, hah! My medical knowledge is basic, I wrote with childhood asthma and a YouTube video as my guide on this one. Reader’s age is vague, but I imagine a youngest Halstead to be somewhere between 16-25. Happy reading!

_

You break out into a grin when you spot Jay in his truck, he had been waiting for your soccer practice to finish. It was with an under 25s community league that you had joined in the last few months, something to burn off steam in your off days from being a sous chef.  

He leans over to push open the passenger door as you drop your kit bag in the back. Hopping in next to him as he hands you an ice cool bottle of water. 

You give him a grateful “Thanks!” in-between an exhale. Taking a moment to sip and get your breath measured. 

Jay’s watching you with a small smile, but also with a waiting look, waiting for an affirmative from you. 

“You good?” His eyebrows raised in that inquisitive way he is prone to.

You think about your inhaler for a second, but rationalise it was natural to need to breathe a little more after vigorous exercise; besides you had made sure you kept on top of your preventative inhaler - no need to worry.

You smile again, things have been good lately. You’ve been able to see your brothers a lot more, work hadn’t produced a demonic customer in a few days, the adrenaline of playing with your teammates gave you the serotonin you craved.

You pull the door shut and turn to him, 

“I’m good, just a really intense session, ready to become a couch potato with you two knuckleheads. Thanks for the water, you’re a blessing.” 

Imitating a respectful bow, which earns a snort-laugh from Jay.

He gives you a nod that says, “I know, I'm a great big brother”, making you roll your eyes as he holds out a fist which you bump with yours. Giving an amused shake of the head, indulging his pretend ego was always funny.

You really loved your big brothers, both of them so supportive and interested in your life; it was something you desperately wanted and needed after the three of you had lost your mother. Pat, your dad, was just never the same afterwards - almost like looking at you was a grim and unwanted mirror image of his lost wife. 

And now he had gone too.

But your brothers had been there to ensure you were well encouraged and looked after, even through their respective stints in the army and med school.

“So, are you guys ready for a game soon?” Jay questioned, pulling the truck out of the parking lot and into the usual slow roll of evening traffic.

“Yeah actually, the coach reckons I’ll be first pick for goalkeeper next game, kinda really cool... Thanks for coming to get me.” You ruffled his hair, something you knew he didn’t like but tolerated from you all the same. On the other hand… Will got a different kind of reaction, more violent one might say.

He mimics pain, manoeuvring his head to shake off your sneak attack, going back to your answer. Still smiling. 

“That’s great, kiddo. Soccer will be your backup career then, huh?” He winks, focusing on traffic for a moment as the flow starts to pick up.

“Yeah, I’m definitely going pro, no doubt about it.” You jest, giggling with him at the thought of you being an international sports star…

“But think, who would cook for you and Will whilst I’m going to stadiums all over the country? And who would just generally stop you both from getting into trouble?” 

Jay feigns horror, he and Will could fend for themselves well enough but there was something heartfelt and endearing about the meals you’d all share together, whenever your schedules lined up right of course. And even though they were both in very serious careers, you still felt compelled to protect and look out for them in your own ways.

“You’re right, that would suck. Sorry, kid. I guess no soccer for you then. We’d never survive without you.” 

“Damn right you wouldn’t, heh.” You both continue joking and teasing each other as Jay gets you through the city towards his apartment. You and Will had been invited for a movie and Chinese takeout sleepover, a rare instance where none of you were overly busy and could spare the time.

...

It was the tail end of your journey when you felt a stirring in your chest, focusing on taking easy measured breaths, not wanting to worry Jay or bring attention to yourself. The background chatter of Bulls coverage on the radio covering up the sounds of your breathing. You could handle whatever this was… or at least that’s what you told yourself. You would later scold your genetic Halstead stubbornness for how you handled this situation, but in the last 20 minutes of your journey you had zoned out completely; Jay not realising that anything else was happening - as you had your eyes closed. You were desperately trying to keep airflow going, pushing down the quelling nausea, he ended up assuming you were just a little zonked from soccer.

Pulling to a stop in his designated space, Jay spotted Will sitting on a bench outside the apartment complex, looking up from his phone as headlights illuminated him. Will gave you both a wave, frowning slightly when he realised you weren’t even looking out the front window, head cast down. The engine cut and Jay hopped out, turning back to see you were yet to move - had you fallen that fast asleep? Will had a better direct sight of you and immediately got up from his spot on the bench, nodding towards your side of the truck to get Jay to look at you. 

Jay opened your door, making you groan as you slumped in his direction, wheezing breaths now very much audible. Will was behind him, immediately swinging the back door open to find your bag and your inhaler.

“Woah, woah… hey, Y/N, can you hear me?” Jay kept a firm grip on you as he tried to push you back into an upright position, attempting to climb in next to you. He adjusted himself so you could lean against him, rubbing your back and sternum, trying to keep you alert to take as deep a breath as you could manage… 

“J...ay… In...hale..” Your speech was mumbled, talking was already very difficult...

“Yeah, it’s alright, kiddo. Will’s getting it. Just try and take a breath for me, you’re gonna be alright, this’ll be fixed soon”

“Y/N... Jay… it’s not here, do you have it?” Will wouldn’t class his voice as panicked, but he was very much on edge as your sports bag revealed the sad reality that there was no inhaler in the car.

A pang of panic swept through your adrenaline-addled body, you suddenly got a flash of your past self picking up your bag to go and meet Jay, but someone’s towel had been next to your stuff… where your inhaler had very well sat underneath, making you forget it was no longer in your bag. 

“No… no… socc-... left there…” You were getting light headed, every breath was painstaking, you felt anxious and delirious, mad that you had not checked your inhaler was packed away before you left the other side of town.

Will and Jay didn’t think for a second longer, in unspoken synchronicity they managed to switch roles. Will snatched up his backpack and hopped in where Jay had been, Jay already backing up out of the space in a quick point turn. At any other time, being able to use the sirens and speed through traffic in Jay’s truck might have been an exhilarating experience for you and Will, but not now. Not when your lips were turning blue and your wheezes were far too spaced out for anybody’s comfort.

...

It felt like an eternity but a brief journey saw Jay coming to an abrupt halt outside Med’s ED entrance, your brothers shifting you out of the car together. It’s Will who hoists you into his arms, moving at speed and bypassing the receptionist straight into the main section of the ED, calling out to Maggie. 

The charge nurse wastes no time in directing you to Trauma 2, alerting for Connor.

“Dr Rhodes, we need you!” Connor spins round from a computer station, taking in the scene as he’s by Will and Jay’s side in a flash, taking you into the bay, already assessing. 

Jay stands back letting the professionals work, worry etched into his features, arms folded tightly as he watches your limp body settle on the bed, body straining to get air in, sweat pouring off you…

“She’s been like this for at least 25 minutes, no medication en route, she left her inhaler at soccer practice. She was responsive at first, but...” Will scratches at his neck, feeling helpless as he takes a step back too, resting a hand on Jay’s shoulder as he lets his friend work on you.

Two nurses and Connor flurry to get an oxygen mask on you, hooking you up to a monitor as the trauma surgeon takes in the true grimness of your SATs… 

“I can’t…breathe… I can’t….I’m…die…” Connor supports your back, reassuring you, Will and Jay get as close as they can, squeezing your legs gently…

“You’re not gonna die, honey, it’s okay, it’s going to pass…” Will knew that you couldn’t help the panic, the lack of oxygen affecting your ability to think.

“Connor’s got this, kiddo. We’re here, it’s alright. Hang in there.” Jay soothes softly, in your ocean of panic they still manage to calm you even the smallest bit.

“Let’s get an IV in, I don’t think any mask is gonna cover anything right now, nothing’s getting through.” 

Connor rubs your sternum as Jay had done, looking to get you responsive again, moving to hold your hand as the nurse sets you up to push the IV… 

“Y/N, it’s Connor Rhodes. I’m gonna take care of this, sweetheart, but I need to know that you’re still with me, can you squeeze my hand?” 

It feels like you’re in the depths of a cave, every sound and surrounding seems so far away in darkness, each breath drawn out, you catch a glimpse of beeping, bright lights, a voice dipping in and out of your consciousness… 

“Connor… Rhodes… sweetheart… squeeze my hand…” You realise that your brothers must have taken you to Med, and Connor was with you, asking for your help… squeeze his hand… squeeze…

You find the energy to squeeze ever so slightly, but Connor will take it. He squeezes your hand again, smiling with reassurance at Will and Jay who are extremely relieved to see you’re still alert.

“Good, that’s good. We’re getting some medication going right now, Y/N. It should help open those lungs right up again.” 

You suddenly feel a tingling, like flutters of butterflies all over, the immense weight starts to lift, like you’ve been allowed to resurface from your torturous submersion. Eyes finding the willpower to crack open, wincing at the brightness of your surroundings, but groaning softly at the sight of Connor, wanting to speak…

The doctor smiles at you, soothing your arm gently,

“Hey there… try not to move or speak, let the drugs do their work, you can rest…Will and Jay are right here.” You wiggle your fingers, still wanting to move and speak regardless of what Connor just said, making him shake his head amused. The Halstead resilience was strong within you too, but you just couldn’t stay awake. So tired from trying to stay alive.

He steps to the side to allow your brothers to approach closer, keeping an eye on the monitor from the sidelines. Once satisfied that the numbers are moving in the right direction Connor leaves your brothers to sit with you, offering to grab them some coffees and you some water.

Will and Jay are either side of the bed, both fussing over you with affection, so relieved to see the oxygen and IV working for you, letting you rest without effort. Your eyes blink slowly up at them, wanting so much to reassure them that you’re fine, to apologise for not being more careful, but they can sense all of those thoughts ruminating… hushing you softly,

Jay rubs his thumb on the back of your wrist, mindful of the equipment… 

“Hey, kiddo. Just take it easy, alright? You’re okay, we just got worried is all. Get some sleep, we won’t be going anywhere.”

Will leans down to kiss your forehead, 

“What he said, you’re okay, honey. We’ve got you. We’ll be here when you wake up.” 

You nod slowly, grateful for the presence of the two most important people in your life, your own deep breaths lulling you, eyes fluttering back shut as you fall into a more peaceful slumber.

---

Fin.

[lovee-infected]

Hello!! Can I request headcanons about gn mc who got sick (with fever or something to the point they can't go to school) and the twst boys decided to visit and take care of them? I've always enjoyed your headcanon! Thank you!!

Riddle Rosehearts

He's got much of a weak immune system himself so he's usually prepared for unexpected situations like this. He knows what to do.

Just lay back against your pillow, do exactly as he says and you'll return to full health in no time

He'd probably be really angry if he finds you out of bed without his permission or spending too much time over your phone and reading books; he insists on you resting and much as possible.

He agrees on being possibly a -bit- over protective but he doesn't mind. If this will do any good at your healing process then he's more than okay with it.

Whenever you tell him to stop over stressing himself because of you he just goes: " Me ? Over stressing? Of course not! If you wish me to be calmer than I already am, then stop playing around and rest well till you get better."

He truly does work his hardest for you while you need him, from takings notes of what has been teached during your absence to spending at least 2 hours a day with you, making sure that nothing goes wrong.

As the strict leader of Heartslabyul, he usually spends most of the day watching over students and checking whether they are doing good at school and exams or not, but for now he cuts back on these responsibilities to take care of you. He may not shout that out loudly, but he always puts you before any other responsibilities he might have. Perhaps he enjoys spending time with you just as much as he enjoys having fresh strawberry tarts.

Trey Clover

You were still trying to catch up with the classes but Trey just knew that it'd be too much. It was him who made you forget about the school and instead, rest in your room.

You are a bit stressed out about not being able to take care of your chores, but thankfully he is there for you. He isn't known as heartslabyul's mother for no reason, make sure that he knows how to caress and pamper you better than anyone else.

Aside checking on you every day and bringing you additional medicines and food, he makes sure to collect notes of everything that is teached during your apsence so you won't have problems catching up with the studies afterwards . No need to mention that his cooking on the other hand is stunning, 5 star chef Trey at your service.

He understands that it might be a bit boring laying down in bed without anyone to talk to, so he often comes to you as you need someone to talk to and also brings you your favorite books to read so you won't get any bored when he can't be there.

He never says a word to make you feel any bad or frustrating about being nursed by him, instead he knows how to motivate you to get better even sooner: " Nursing you is absolutely adorable, but I don't want my dear (y/n) stuck in a bed all day while I'm willing to show you way more exciting things than a just couple of books,"

Cater Diamond

Clones, clones and clones :Time to get to work! The best part with it is that he can always make sure to have at least one of his clones watching over you even if he's busy with school or stuff, not that he lets you know what he's doing though.

You wonder why Cater's staying with you 24/7, as a third year student, isn't he supposed to be like, really busy with studying? Cater assures you that there's nothing to worry about, and it seriously isn't. He can always catch up with everything even his actual self stays all night at yours.

While his use of clones might seem a bit tricky, he still makes sure to provide you with anything you as long as you're sick need and even more: Bringing you roses and chibi, stuffed animals as gifts, along with sweet chill chats whenever you're awake, sending you soft love quotes with a bunches of colorful hearts and kisses via text even as he's right beside you, He enjoys how you'll need to look up your messages to see what he texts you allthough he's sitting just a few meters away from you. Aw, the way you blush whenever youlok at your phone, how cute~

Ace Trappola

What's the purpose of going to school when he does not understand a single word of it while his mind is all stuck on you? What are doing now? Are you fine? Does your chest Still hurt? Has your pain gotten any worse? Is there someone with you right now? What if you need help??

He's about to lose his mind, he tries asking someone free to check on you but there doesn't seem to be such a person available at the moment. 'That's it , I'll go on my own'

With the help of the year gang ( Jack, Deuce and Epel) he fakes breaking his leg during a PE session and yeets off the school for an entire week. YES!

He is moving to your place for a couple of days and Deuce will cover up for him whenever someone asks where Ace is.

Ace just knows that you're sick, he isn't sure of the exact name or type of your illness. On his way to yours, he fills a bag with anything he finds at Heartslabyul's cabinets with any title as -medicine- for you. He'll later look for the right one you need between them.

When you get to look into what he has brought, you aren't sure if he's kidding or not and when you ask, Ace realizes that he's really goofed up: what he actually brought was nothing else than animal medicines, and he he literally brought you each and every of them existing in Heartslabyul; how come didn't he see the pets/only label-??

You're lucky that you already have your medicines prepared, so you tell him not to worry about it. He feels so damn embarrassed wanting to melt into earth right now, but you have to admit he really lifted up your mood. You're happy to have your cute, Crabby-haired idiot besides you while you're sick, and he tries his best to help you with cooking and making sure of you taking your right medicines on time to make up for the mess he made on his first day:" Ehehe...at least...you can use some of them when Grim gets sick, right ?"

Deuce Spade

He really wants to stay there taking care of you but... he has to go to school as well. He has to get much higher grades this semester if he doesn't want to have to spend another year as a first year.

He can't skip any of classes, but promises to spend the rest of his day after school.

He rushes with his school uniform still on to your place, not wanting to be even a second late . He has to carry some casual clothes along with his books since he wants to stay over nights if you need him.

Due to get getting in trouble a lot back at the time, he's rather educated in medical field so he knows much and less of what he'll need to do as you're sick?

His cooking isn't something he can rely on so he goes to Trey, telling that he needs some soup for Ace since he seems to be looking a bit sick lately?

He prepares your food, brings you warm towels, repeatedly checks your body temperature and when you're finally asleep, gets to his own studies. He ends up Having fewer than 3 hours of night sleep multiplr times and once, he didn't get any sleep at all.

He tries his hardest to look his best in front of you so you won't notice how terrible he actually is; when you question the bags under his eyes, he claims them to be left from the mascara which a couple of guys put on him a few days ago for fun and consistently laughs. Damn, this boy doesn't even know how to lie huh? He is literally dying, but he won't tell you a word. He can handle worse...

When you finally return to full health you realize how terrible he's been doing lately and you take rule of his nurse this time. Making sure that your cinnamon roll would finally get some sleep.

Leona Kingscholar

"My room, now". You look way too terrible to be able to make it to the classes therefore he has to make sure that you won't do anything stupid while you need to be taking some rest.

Bringing you to his own room wasn't his main intention since he just wanted to keep an eye on you but couldn't afford to visit you everyday if you didn't live any close to him so, easiest solution to the problem would be you staying with him.

He lets you use his bed but keeps on reminding you that it's just because you're sick so you better not be expecting such things to ever happen again. He would fall asleep in less than a minute at whatever he lays his head on, so sleeping on the ground isn't as hard as it seems. He just had to make sure that you would't step on him or his tail when you walk out of the bed.

He can ask Ruggie to nurse you and all, but decides to do most of your stuff on his own because it'd be a lot worse if Ruggie too gets sick. Sharing the same room with you has already put him on a pretty high infection risk so, that wouldn't really matter if he's the one nursing you or not. He doesn't really mind getting sick either, a free chance to take some days off school and chill; why not ?

He turns out to be pretty good with board games and there's no need to worry about getting bored while you can go for 100+ chess matches with Leona winning you each and every time; a bit ironic, but entertraining nonetheless.

He's actually really enjoying spending time with you, but isn't really expressing it. The only time when he actually shows some direct affection is when he plants secret kisses on your forehead as you're asleep.

Ruggie Bucchi

He has grown up in an awfully poor family with multiple siblings, so he's pretty familiar to the pain of seeing those you hold dear sick .He has turned into a not only responsible but also supportive boy toward friends and family, so you can make sure that he can take the best care of you while you're sick.

Perhaps his only problem is...Leona. He'd need Ruggie around even during school time and the hyena boy can't even have a full 30 minutes away from him which makes it impossible for Ruggie to take his time checking on you at least once a day.

Well, he has to find a way to babysit both of you at the same time so, -Let's take you to his own room-

Great ! He no longer needs to worry now that he can take care of you both. Leona too agrees on you staying at his as long as you don't cause any trouble.

Poor Ruggie has to sleep on the floor but assure you that he rarely gets to be the one sleeping on bed back in the home so, he is kinda used to sleeping on the cold ground.

He knows how to cook? Much and and less of it but who cares? He just asks you what you want and returns with it in 30 minutes; guess why: Because he'd just borrow the food from someone else. He doesn't mind his dirty ways indeed, you're sick so, you're more important than some dude wanting to chill on his food during lunchtime.

He just takes a list of medicines you may need and returns with all of them in his bag. He has to come at the right time on his own every time you have to take any of them since you'd most likely either fall asleep or forget to take them on time.

Enjoy your time with him, because it's gonna be a real luxury. He'd treat you nothing less than the way he treats Leona as he's sick so, you may consider yourself a part of a royal family at his service.

Jack Howl

Fluffy tsundere wolf is ready to give up on all he's got for you, what on earth might be sweeter than this ?

The moment, no, the second he realizes that you're not feeling well, Jack would immediately take you to the nurse office to see if you're. It's such a relief that it isn't thst serious, all you need to do is to take some rest.

Meanwhile you're resting in bed, he'll do the shopping and asks the kitchen for some soup ( You're sick you can't have too salty or sweet foods like normal cafeteria meals ) He gives up on his own meal to get some for you instead, it's just hunger of course he can handle it.

He feeds you and makes sure that you'll finish your entire meal, reminds you to take your medicines on time, brings you your favorite books to read and, most importantly, listens to... anything you'd ask him for.

He hardly ever lets anyone touch his ears or tail but if it's you, why not? You even fall asleep hugging his tail like a doll and he just patiently waits for you to wake up, blushing as he appreciates how cute you look while asleep.

Damn he has to keep the distance otherwise he as well would end up being sick but, it just seems impossible to say no when you ask for cuddles.

Jack tells you stories of his home town and national legends making your mouth drop in fascination. His stories seem to amaze him just as they amaze you and it makes him unbelievably happy to see you liking things he's been appreciating all over his life.

He even gets to the point of talking about his will to become all mighty and strong just like the magicians he looks up to, especially Leona. Just watching his strength gives you the will to overcome your illness and be at least a bit like Jack; he's really great, isn't he?

Azul Ashengrotto

No no no- Unacceptable! You shouldn't be sick, you shouldn't -get- sick- He told you to watch what you eat and what you wear as it's raining out there - HE TOLD YOU A MILLION TIMES- But now what? You are sick.

Azul panicks, he keeps on exaggerating the whole thing even if it's just a normal cold. He just isn't the type to easily deal with sicknesses. Whenever he catches a cold, it'll take him weeks to return to full health due to how weak his body is and, he's so worried about you being the same.

Soup, warm water bath, Medicines , magic potions to reduce the fever, ultimate revival spells... he showers you in all of them. Even if the virus won't kill you Azul's overprotection will most likely do, and he'll get really mad if you tell him that he's exaggerating it.

When you regain half of your full health, you ask him to let you return to school and- He immediately pits you back in bed: "No leavings, not until you're done with this troublesome fever or whatever."

You feel like an adult forced to stay in a cradle and wear diapers meanwhile Azul thinks that you're too naive to take your health seriously.

When you finally manage to pull him over, you realize how sick and pale he's gotten since you got sick. The bags under his eyes proved that he hasn't been getting much of sleep recently. "God what have you done to yourself-"

You finally tell him that he's the one who needs help , not you. You plant a kiss on his cheek and force his head to your lap, wanting him to get some sleep. He slowly understands that he might've been taking it a bit too seriously, but since you are fine now, he's kinda glad that he took it hard on you. He just wants you to be safe and sound; even if his it's going to cost his own health on the first placd.

Jade Leech

Humans get sick? It's pretty rare of aquatic creatures, especially eels to get sick so Jade's pretty new to this . 'wow , pathetic , aren't humans?' he thinks . Well anyway he can't just stand back and make fun humans while you seem to be in serious pain, but what can he do? He still has a lot to learn about human life and it's his first time having one of them sick, oh man.

Well, they tell that you should get some...rest ? Well maybe he should take you to bed. First step done , let's go for the rest. He blocks several of his classmates in the corners asking for... information. He simply takes notes . Possibly useful medicines and meals, hours of sleeping, allowed activities, useful tips, warnings, etc.

He has to read the list several times to make sure that he's got it all right. Let's nurse (y/n).

He unexpectedly goes from 0 to 100 like bam- bye eel boy hello nurse Leech. He'll turn your room into a hospital room, a good one though, filled with dolls and flowers and anything he was told to add because they send away positive vibes.

His cooking on the other hand is amazing. He'll look for several light meals for sick bodies but- chooses those which match your tastes . You can't help but to love everything he cooks . Chef's kiss.

He changes your bed pillow and cloths everyday, returning with washed, silky pillows and covers . A warm, smooth bed is what you need for a good sleep.

If there was such a status he would've been the god of nursing; wow you would've needed pay him off a lot for his service if he wasn't giving it all to his darling for free.

When you finally regain your health, he just has one more question left to ask before leading you to your daily classes: "Now now dear, would you mind rating me , and my nursing service?"

seem like he's really curious to see whether he's done it correctly or not.

Floyd Leech

Things seem so uncool when you're not as energetic as always , pale skin as if you're choking on lack of oxygen and bizarreness in your movements like a doll, smh, so boring.

Just like Jade, he's pretty new to surface life and watching you bear with illness looks pretty weird in his eyes?

When Jade, finally, informs him on what exactly happens to human body while struggling with an illness and what he must do to you to get rid of this annoying mode, he understands. Floyd still finds human's body shitty for how weak it is but decides to use Jade's words as a guide to deal with you.

A warm bed, fluffy pillows and stuffed animals, these seemed to be enough for step one: Enough of rest and sleep. He can't blame you on this one though, sleeping is always amazing. Something that never gets boring. Everything seems to be pretty fine to begin with, sadly it won't last any longer than a few hours-

He's told to bring you food, but when he returns with 4 bags filled with chocolate, candy, soda and chips; it's obvious that he didn't get the point correctly. Jade explains that your body is still way to weak for too salty or sweet foods, even highly cooked meals would worsen your immune system and make it take much longer to be healed.

Floyd goes for a second pick up and this time: this time returns with raw potatoes and frozen meat- Raw potatoes and frozen meat-. Well, he just followed everything Jade told him...? Neither too salty nor to sweet, and raw because Jade told him not to bring over-cooked stuff. Even if the virus did you no harm you would've probably died under his food selections if Jade wasn't there to stop him...

While his food choices might be horrible, Floyd's still one of the best mutuals you can have close when you aren't feeling well. With him beside you, giggling and chuckling as he rambles on how boring his day was, you've got to admit that you'd rarely feel sick when he's around. Although you're sick at the moment, nothing seems to have changed between the two of you, he enjoys spending time with you now just as much as he enjoys it when you're all safe and sound.

Well...maybe he can't be the best nurse you'd get to have , but one thing's for sure: No one can ever make you laugh like he does and, you know what say: Laughter is the best medicine~

Kalim al asim

He can't be any more worried, he stresses out whenver a friend is sick and now, it's not just a friend, it's -you-, one of the dearest and closest ones Kalim had ever had; just how can he keep calm ???

He is being raised under severe health protection and hardly ever catches even a simple cold, several people had taught him strict health routines and he had to follow them all over his life, so he is considerably familiar with ways of overcoming and illness , and that's what he's here for!

Jamil forbids him from cooking since it's too dangerous if he needs to use any knifes, but that wouldn't hold him back from finding enormous food recipes based on your favorite condiments to make your meal more pleasant.

He makes sure to prepare anything you need in a matter of seconds, golden peacock or 5000 camels, doesn't matter ! He's got way more than enough and what use would be better than giving them to you?

He can take care of you on his own, but Jamil insists on Kalim leaving it all to him and stay away from you as much as possible (No need to mention the high risk of infection for Kalim since he's almost sticking to you all the time)

Jamil as well would caress you meanwhile you rest at Scarabia (Right, Kalim proudly brought you there ) and Kalim, makes sure to stay close to you as much as he can, mostly when Jamil isn't around to tell him off- He doesn't want to put Jamil in more trouble but, you are his first priority.

You're bound to your bed, but just having Kalim around brings way more fascinating adventures than what you might get to see out there. His stories really do show you to a whole new world and takes the pain in your lungs and chest way further that your mind could catch . Perhaps Kalim is he one and only who can make your mind fly, even as your body's laying lifelessly in bed.

Jamil Viper

For the first time, someone stressed him out more than Kalim always does. He's always expecting to be scared to death because of him, but because of you? Damn he didn't see this coming.

Depending on what your illness is, he manages to freak out even more or clam himself down to his sane self, but the main point is how he's got to serve you all the best until you're totally safe.

He soon prepares any kind of medicine and chemical you may need and you have to use them all properly, don't even think of rejecting any single one of them otherwise Jamil would force feed you: "Don't be such a baby, you won't get any better unless you have these"

Just like Azul, he might be a bit overprotective with your health since he doesn't even let you leave the bed for more than a few minutes. He insists on you avoiding any sort of activities that may be tiring or heavy to your body.

To be honest, the thought of using his snake whisper on you when you don't behave or ask him to stop being so strict over a simple illness crosses his mind. Luckily, he refuses to use it. You're still his lover that'd be too heartless of him to take advantage of you like this just because you can't see how much he loves you.

He needs to keep the distance, but has to admit that it can be really hard to avoid hugging and kissing all over your face when you're gazing at him with that sweet smile.

Having you close makes Jamil realize how affectionate he actually is: How much he misses the healthy and happy you who he was never in a danger. Well maybe this nursing days gives him a lesson to at least try to have some sweeter time with you while you are all safe and sound - and not tiredly laying in your bed.

Vil Schoenheit

You can consider yourself nothing less than a Prince/ Princess when Vil of all people is caressing you. Your body is still way too weak to have control of anything going on in your life at the moment, and that's how Vil takes control over all of them- all in your life. Which means that you now have to live and do as he wishes.

He will take no effort in turning you into one of the fairest of all students in school (Not that you'll ever reach him though) as long as he can have his eyes over you. His rules are way more than just -beauty- ; just as he can be the all fair and powerful Queen who steps on you, he knows how to play the role of the nurse like a Queen would do~

A royal maiden is only to serve the royal family, so it's time to show how much of a princess /prince you can be in bed. You don't need to worry about your medicines or meals since Vil's always organized and on time with them, not to mention that his cooking too seems to be pretty good. He uses light yet, nutritious recipes that you'd enjoy and you're really surprised because these kinds food don't really look tasty.

Perhaps he just needed an excuse all this time to get this close to you, so he can take care of anything he's been dreaming to do with you all this time. Pedicure and manicure, trying on new fruit masks, resting face and body muscles to have a smoother, cleaner skin, etc.

Your room is a beauty salon at this point and you usually forget that you're actually sick.

He works on not only your physical beauty but also your manners, he doesn't care if you're sick or not . It's the best time to take away your poor manners and habits.

Well the scary Queen has got his own soft spots too; while indirectly giving you beauty lessons, he enjoys teasing you as you sometimes look pretty naive and new to all dos and don'ts of a high-level life like his, and he's more than pleased to teach you: "Pull yourself together , potato."

Rook Hunt

He isn't really into the whole nursing game but- If it's an opportunity to stalk caress and admire you all night, why not?

He is lowkey familiar with the basics so, it isn't supposed to be that difficult to handle . Finding pills and medicines isn't hard either since they can all be found at mister S's shop. ( He would've liked it better if he had to get them from a moster or something, anything more adventurous)

Though he doesn't really like quiet and safe journeys he'd actually appreciate it if it's with you. And of course, he won't let anyone else take advantage. Let it just be with the two of you and all~

He isn't about to hurt or scare you in any sort way; it's true that he just loves it when things get a bit dangerous but, he knows how to manage excitement as well. You want him to be a soft gentleman? Then that's what he's going to be.

Rook would be the softest Rook you could've ever imagined when he plays the nurse. It can't even be called nursing: It's about a passionate lover spending all his time with his darling who isn't feeling well. Even his expressions are taken to a totally different level, the mysterious smile he always puts on is replaced with a worried and, mildly sad gaze that makes your heart melt.

Might sound too dramatic bug he may even sing you to sleep. Sweetest words ever dancing to the rhythm of his unique accent that make your cheeks hurt at trying not to blush. This isn't the only drama he's up to though, even his normal speaking often ends up with your mind drowning in feelings. He won't bother giving you soft kisses on hand and forehead when you don't expect it. He likes surprising you, even if it's in a romantic way.

And...the real Rook, is only out when you're asleep. Sitting on a chair just a few inches away from your bed, a pair of eyes carefully follow the pace of your chest as it rises and falls. He's never tired, a huntsman gets no sleep as long as his prey's close by. Wow, if sweetness is all he needed to approach you, then he should give it a try more often~

Epel Felmier

His first reaction to hearing of you being sick is summarised in :Gasping, Blushing, Questioning, Sad puppy eyes. "It's just a simple fever...right? (Y/n) will soon be better..." , Epel confronts himself. He isn't getting overly emotional, but when it comes to you, he does have a sensitive spot.

At first, it is his anxiety over your health that makes him want to come over to your house to check up on you everyday but , it soon ends up being more serious. What if this is an opportunity to prove his reliability? You'd finally get to see how much of a strong and helpful man he can be. Even as he looks soft.

While Epel's trying his hardesr to seem a tough as possible, you can't help but to adore his cuteness as he is doing his best while you're sick. He bakes you the best of apple pies you've ever had and you have to admit; being sick can't hold you back from enjoying the sweet taste of fresh, caramelized baked apples melting in your mouth.

Growing up to be a country boy, he never really relied on chemicals as a useful cure to any illnesses. He's more into organic ways of helping human body into regaining its lost energy, which can be put as : 1) Healthy food 2) Enough of sleep and rest 3) Lifted up spirits and enough of humor. He'd be really protective over the last option, he wants to make sure that your self-esteem and spirits would be way better than ever

He has to keep the distance, but some small cuddles would not hurt, right? Perhaps some small forehead kisses before bedtime too. He's still pretty uncomfortable with kisses but, since you're sick...that can be counted as an exception.

Idia Shroud

He's been away from humanity for too long; long enough to almost forget that humans get sick. Robots sometimes have their codings crashed or their gears damaged, that's when they'll need an engineer to repair them . How did the cure system work with humans?? He can't really remember. Due to spending time with almost nobody except Ortho (who happens to be a robot) and hardly ever leaving his room and as the result, barely getting sick, Idia is pretty new to human body's metabolism; he isn't sure of what he might be able to do for you. But, humans have something called...immune system, right? Ah something that heals body on its own. Well maybe relying on that would be enough.

He decides to give you some far distance support instead of comimg all way down to your dorm . He can't be any more happier of technology's existence for such cases. Your immune system can heal you on its own, all he've got to do is to send some motivation your way. The summary of most of his extremely motivational texts would be : "What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger! Keep it up (y/n)!!👊✨💥" and when you reply telling him how terrible you're feeling he'd just try to look for strongers sentences-

He repeatedly mistakes humans and robots and accidently texts you:" why don't you get someone to repair you?" several times. Then goes to bang his head against the wall realizing how dumb he's acting.

When you get worse he gives up. Maybe those sentences wasn't enough of motivation . Idia really does want to come visit you in person but he seems to be bound to his area. Well at least, Ortho isn't, right? He comes up with a way better idea to program Ortho to take care of you while Idia can't do it himself. He copied hundreds of anatomy, human biology and medicine to Ortho's data list. Well that seems to be enough. He can now cook, wash clothes, brings you your medicines and most importantly, remain by your side all the time as you may need help. Idia puts s small camera on Ortho so he'd be able to watch what's going on as long as you need Ortho's his help. He feels quite guilty for not showing up on his own but- maybe it's just better this way. Coming in person would do no good but him freaking out at not knowing what to do which would end up in making you feel worse. Long distance watch as he controls Ortho around is way better, even if he has to keep his eyes on tablet 24/7. He cuts back on his sleeping to make sure that nothing would go wrong. Even long distance watch seems to be stressful at this point...

He does care about you, a lot, but right now, he's no prepared to show physical affection. Let him show his love through his very own ways, he's just taking baby steps with you <3

Malleus Draconia

"Now now little one, don't give in so easealy. I know you're stronger than this..." Malleus motivates you. You certainly aren't going to die just because of a simple fever but still, wow. Humans -are- truly weak and fragile. He shouldn't really be caring for a mortal being especially if it's a human, but you are an 'exception'; you always are.

He could just leave you to Lilia and Sebek and you would've been under their watch and care 24/7, but he prefers to do this on his own since you are his favorite creature. He doesn't mind seeing how you'd overcome the pain even if it's with a simple cold. He wants to get more of you and your expressions.

He doesn't really have much to do, magic can do it all. All it takes to turn your depressing room into a prince/princess's dreamy bedroom is a twist of a finger. Go on and tell him what you want , you shall have in within a second. "All the best for you, child of man~"

While his significant magic skills are all truly stunning and helpful, his presence on his own seems to be the best part of him nursing you. He is your tsunotarou, afterall~ Not the descendant of Mistress of all Evil but only when it comes to you.

Sometimes he'd make you wish you'd stay in bed forever and ever, all to have him here, by your side. Just to have his soft, slender fingers brushing against your cheek and playing with the tip of your hair.

He does talk, but most of the time being is spent in silence since he doesn't want to bother you if it's hard for you to talk. He may pretend to be busy with something else but it's just to take your mind over the fact that he's watching you all the time. His small gestures are just as sensual as his words. Kisses on forehead, locking his dragon eyes with you , brushing your soft hair with hand as you lay on his shoulder (not that he cares about keeping the distance although you're sick. Your human illnesses are way too weak to do any harm to him, anyway~ )

His favorite time of the day is when you're asleep. You're adorable and lovely all time but, your sleeping pose, it's unimaginably beautiful to him. Watching your calm face empty of any emotion followed by the calm, yet, organized pace in your breathing as your chest falls and rises. He barely gets any sleep during the night, he doesn't need it. Watching you is way more pleasing: "Sweet dreams, my precious little human~"

Lilia Vanrouge

The most experienced, dedicated nurse here. He's been raising many of baby faes and struggling with a young, fireball shooter baby Malleus over the years. Nursing a fragile ill human like you is no more than a warm-up for him.

Chill on your bed and let him take care of everything, from the warm towels to fluffy blankets and pillows. Smooth music playing in your room as you take short naps, plushies and teddy bears around your bed giving you feelings of a newborn baby sleeping in a warm and fancy bed.

That's not all, along with his professional nursing skills, having Lilia himself around would take it all to a whole new level. He is so full of contrasts; Young and old, quite and wild, wise and careless, serious and silly and probably hundreds of other adjectives you can name.

Where else would you find a nurse who'd play you your favorite rock tracks on his guitar in the afternoon while at night, brings you cookies and hot milk to have while listening to his old but -gold- stories before going to sleep?

Lilia has got it all, old, new, calm, wild, and perhaps that's how it's never boring when he's the one you are spending time with. 'Sickness with benefits' to call. But, don't forget his horrible cooking skills.

Better hide some canned food under your pillow to save yourself from starvation when he's not around, refuse to eat his food st any cost (otherwise you'll need another 2 week hospitalized because of food poisoning-)

Make sure to thank your adorable bat nurse when you're back to full health; even if your stomach's still in pain because of his nasty cooking.

Silver

It's...his first time taking care pf someone. He is neither experienced nor educated when it comes to human health... especially because of how he's been living with fairies (who barely get sick) all over his life. The only reliable source for him would be his own memories; how Lilia used to take care fo him when he was a child. There isn't much he can remember but that'd do

Nursing doesn't seem to be that hard when he actually gives it a try - Mostly about you sleeping all day. Wow if sleeping this much is considered to be a symptom of being sick, then Silver himself has to be sick as hell 24/7. He isn't really sure if that's concerning or not

He is doing good since he seems go be pretty responsible and calm toward the whole thing, but don't expect him to be on time.

Silver wants to make sure that you'll take your medicines on time but he often fails to. He oversleeps most of the time and when he's up, he'd panic knowing that you missed your hourly medicine again.

He'd lowkey feel frustrated and useless when he misses stuff because of his sleeping issues, especially when it comes to you. He have to go for a stronger method so, he ends up in using 7 different clocks and alarms to make sure that he won't miss anything anymore; you're sick. He has to do all his best to take care of you. Nobody matters more than you do. Alarm clocks he uses are freaking loud and give him a heart attack whenever he uses them to wake up. Poor guy would need a long sleep when you're better.

He often falls asleep next to your bed after making sure that you are having a peaceful night sleep. He places a goodnight kiss on your forehead lays his head at the bottom of your bed. Who knows, maybe he would dream of you tonight, again.

Sebek Zigvolt

There's no way that you'd ever come close to master Malleus but- he still cares for you, a lot. Perhaps as much as he cares for Malleus although he refuses to confess to it. He is trained and skilled for all possible emergencies so he's all prepared to take the best possible care of you and make sure that you'll return to full health in no time.

He just knows what he is doing and makes sure that things would run smoothly. He is keeping each and every aspect in consideration and can organize everything like no one else can. From your sleeping schedule to light exercises required as you're sick. He insists on you starting to develop a better life style so that you won't end up in bed and lose time like this.

It's nice to have someone keeping the balance of your life when you need it, but when it's Sebek we're talking about, know that he might go a bit -too far- with it. He'd be overly protective and strict while you need a considerable deal of sympathy and softness too since you're sick - He collects notes of everything that was teached while you were sick and brings them to you to study, telling you that it'd be impossible to keep up with the rest of the lessons unless you study them right now, in your bed. And when you complain of it being hard to read and sit due to how weak your body is, he returns with the solution: Audio books (He isn't giving up... deal with it )

Studying isn't your only issue: he's being protective over each and every muscle you move. He'd wake you up early in the morning for a light, morning work out and doesn't let you out of the bed for the rest of the day. Whenever you complain, that's what his answer would be: " Master Lilia has blessed me with these , gloriously impressive lessons he's learned through experiences within his long- lasting life!! I believe in his words from the bottom and there's surely no cure greater than this if he says so" poor boy isn't considering he possibility of Lilia tricking him again at all.

This puppy means good, even if he fails to show it as great as you might be expecting him to. In fact he is just following all that he's told to, meanwhile he's pretty inexperienced and new to it. You may find it a bit unfair but, consider that he would've never gone out of his way to take care of you for plenty of hours everyday if it wasn't for you (Or Malleus-) seeing you sad on its own gives him wet puppy vibes let alone having you sick . He may act like a coward but, it's all because of how much you mean to him.

[rosakikoza]

Chapter 2: Adventuring with Prince Fluff

Fluff sat down on a castle chair, and Kirby took the seat across from him. “Let me reintroduce myself. I’m Fluff, and I'm the prince of this kingdom.” Everything inside of the castle was made of fabric, the chairs, the tables, even the chandelier was expertly crafted from yarn and cloth. One could easily get lost in the spectacle of it all. Fluff noticed Kirby’s amazement and grinned. “Isn’t it beautiful? All of it was made here in this country. We have many famous artisans here, people that can craft anything out of yarn and cloth! But…” Fluff’s expression became grim. “One day, our once peaceful kingdom fell into calamity.” 

“Kuh-la-me-ty?”

“A wicked individual descended on our country and ripped it apart.” Fluff raised his eyebrows. “That individual...is known as Yin-Yarn. He’s on a conquest to take over our world.”

“By any chance…Do they-?” Kirby spoke, remembering the suspicious man he met earlier. “Wear a big hat, have a cape, and hold knitting needles..?”

“Yeah! That’s the guy! I tried to go on a journey to reunite the continents myself, but… on the way there I was discovered and pursued by Yin-Yarn’s men.” Fluff grimaced. “If it weren’t for you, I would have been gravely injured. You’re really amazing, Kirby. To be able to transform into a car is just..!”

“A-ah, that… Honestly, I didn’t even know that I could do that myself.”

“Huh?”

“That’s the first time that’s happened.” After all, this was the first time Kirby’s ever been transformed into yarn. He didn’t know what to expect at this point. Fluff turned to Kirby with a serious look in his eyes. “Why don’t you tell me more about this? You… Said you were from a place called Dream Land right? So how’d you end up here in Patch Land?” 

“Uh… I don’t know. I was just walking when this bright red tomato rolled in front of me, I ate it, and then the yarn man…”

“Wait a minute.” Fluff raised a hand to cut Kirby off. “Bright red tomato you said? By any chance… Was it a special tomato made of yarn?”

“Uhhhh…” Kirby tried to remember. “Because I ate it in one bite, I didn’t get a chance to really look at it… but it didn’t really taste like a tomato which I thought was weird…”

“You probably ate a Metamato then.”

“Yeah! The yarn man who was chasing after the tomato called it that too! ‘That’s my magic metamato!’ he said.” Kirby recollected.

“That’s it!” Fluff leaped up triumphantly “I understand now! You turned into a car because of that tomato!” 

“Huh?”

“The metamato is a rare tomato that is said to bestow strange gifts to those who eat it. But because there’s so few of them, not much is known about them. Perhaps the metamato gave you the ability to transform.” 

“I see…” While it was disappointing that Kirby couldn’t use his signature inhale or copy abilities in Patch Land, it was reassuring that he had a new ability that he could use. “Well the tomato wasn’t tasty, but I’m glad that I ate it. It’s really cool that I can turn into a car now!” Kirby said energetically. 

“...Kirby.” Fluff walked up to Kirby. “I can see that you’re quite powerful, I have a request.”

“A request?”

Fluff gave Kirby an earnest look “Like I said before, Yin-Yarn has torn apart our world. I want to put it back together, but I can’t do it alone…” Fluff hung his head. “Before I could even try to take down Yin-Yarn, I ended up being chased around by one of his men. You saw it. Kirby, I know you’re from a land quite far from here, and I’m sorry to ask this of you, but...could you fight alongside me?”

“YES!” Kirby nodded without a doubt in his mind. At first, Kirby was set on wanting to return to Dream Land as soon as possible, but after hearing Fluff’s plea, it was the last thing on his mind. He wanted to be there for Fluff. He also couldn’t let Yin-Yarn continue his reign of terror. “I want to take down Yin-Yarn. After all, he’s the bad guy that gave Kawasaki that cold and caused him to close his restaurant!” Kirby said, still believing the lie that Chef Kawasaki had simply caught a cold.

Fluff gave him a puzzled look in reply. “What chef..? What...restaurant..? What are you talking about…?”

“Chef Kawasaki’s lunch specials are the BEST! That’s what I’m talking about! It also changes every day! They have a croquette special and a hamburg steak special! On top of that they also have a stuffed cabbage special, a curried rice special, and even a beef stew special..!” Kirby got louder as he went on, eyes sparkling. He also seemed to be starting to drool. “Uh… Errr…?” Fluff stared blankly, unable to follow the conversation.

“...So that’s why I’m gonna take down Yin-Yarn!” Kirby said with a serious face. 

“Kirbyy!” Fluff leaped into Kirby’s arms. “Thank you so much! With you on my side, we’ll have the power of 100 men! Now let’s go take down Yin-Yarn!”

“Yeah!”

“But first, we gotta make a plan. It’s probably going to be a long trip, so we need to be prepared.” Just as Fluff was beginning to exit the room, Kirby called out to him. “Fluff, hold up! Before that, I need something.” 

“What is it? You can ask me anything.”

“I need to eat something!” Kirby complained loudly. “Not only did I not get to eat lunch, the metamato wasn’t even a real tomato, I'm starving! Can you get me something to eat? I’ll eat anything.” Fluff broke into a fit of laughter at Kirby’s outburst. “Ahaha! You’re quite the glutton aren’t you!” 

“No I'm not! It’s only because my lunch plans for today were ruined…”

“No need to be shy about it. I’m actually quite the glutton myself, plus you haven’t eaten lunch yet. I’ll tell the chefs to whip you something up.”

Before long, trays of food were carried into the hall. Yarn food was piled onto each of the large plates. Yarn steak, yarn salad, yarn spaghetti, and even yarn ice cream…. Kirby sulked. 

“Doesn’t it look good? The chef’s that work here are the best in the business. Please help yourself to whatever you’d like.”

“O-ok….” Kirby looked troubled. “I’ve… never eaten food made of yarn before. Do you have any real food?”

“Huh? In the land of yarn, this is real food. Aren’t you made of yarn yourself?”

“Yeah, but…”

“If your body’s made of yarn, I'm sure you’ll like yarn food! Just try it, it’s delicious!”

Weighing his options, Kirby grabbed a fork and took a bite from the yarn steak. He instantly perked up. “Wooah! It’s so goood! It somehow tastes exactly like a real steak!” 

“See, I told you. In the world of yarn, this is real food.” 

Kirby started hungrily shoving yarn food into his mouth. But soon, Kirby began to lose his will to eat. The more that he ate the delicious yarn food, the more that he remembered Kawasaki’s prized cooking… Hamburg steak, curried rice, fried rice, katsudon, yakisoba, parfaits, donuts, hotcakes… Kirby definitely liked Chef Kawasaki’s cooking the best. All of the luxurious yarn food in the world couldn’t compare to a plate of Kawasaki’s. “Hm? Kirby, what’s wrong?” Fluff asked “Are you full already? Are you done eating?” 

“Mm...Nuh-uh!” Kirby pulled himself together. This wasn’t the time to get nostalgic about Kawasaki’s cooking. Now was the time to focus on the feast in front of them. “It’s soo tasty! More! More! I want seconds!” 

“Ahaha! Well don’t you eat a lot! I can’t let myself be outdone, give me another serving too!” They made quick work of the mountain of food. 

“Hah, we ate it all!”

“I’m stuffed!”

Kirby and Fluff looked at each other and grinned. Not only were their bodies similar, but their appetites too. Despite just having met for the first time, it was like they could perfectly understand how the other felt. “Our stomachs are full and we’re ready to go!” 

“Let’s head out!”

“Yeah, let’s go!” The two yelled in unison before rushing out of the castle. 

The two traveled through the beautiful green meadows with determination. Instead of real grass, the meadow was composed of layers of green cloth. “This place is called Grass Land” Fluff said while walking. “As you can see, this area is rich with lush, fertile land. It used to be the definition of peaceful, but thanks to Yin-Yarn, fiendish monsters now prowl these parts.” As Fluff finished talking, the sound of heavy footsteps could be heard drawing near. “Speak of the devil!” Fluff Guarded himself. The monster that appeared was the same one that had been chasing Fluff around earlier. Brown, one big eye, and a sharp horn on top of its head. “That thing is called a uniclod. When it spots its prey, it’ll start chasing them down, so watch out.”

“Alright!” Kirby glared at the uniclod. Out of habit, Kirby opened his mouth to inhale before remembering. This is the Land of Yarn, he’s not able to inhale things. “Kirby! Turn into a car like you did before and run away!”

“Eh?” Kirby looked at Fluff in surprise. “Just run away? How are we going to take down Yin-Yarn if we just keep running away at the first sign of conflict?”

“But..!” Fluff yelled, he was starting to feel uneasy “The uniclod’s horn isn’t something to be taken lightly! If they stab you you’ll get really hurt! We gotta run now! Kirby wavered, but Fluff was right. They could think of a way to fight later, sadly it seemed like the best course of action was to flee. “I got it. I’ll transform into a car!” But before Kirby could change forms, the Uniclod started stampeding right into them. “Aaagh!!” Kirby and Fluff fell on the ground in panic. The Uniclod changed its focus to Fluff. “FLUFF WATCH OUT!” Kirby yelled with all of his heart. He instinctively tried reaching out to Fluff. All that was in his mind was the desire to save Fluff. Alas, Kirby was too far to reach him. With Fluff collapsed on the ground, the uniclod’s horn would...

Then, something unimaginable happened. A string of yarn extended from Kirby’s hand!

“Wha..?”  Even Kirby himself didn’t know what he had just done. The yarn quickly wrapped around the uniclod. As ferocious as it was, the uniclod was still made out of yarn at the end of the day. It was wrapped up in Kirby’s yarn before suddenly falling apart. “.....what” Fluff blinked. “Wha...What was that? What just happened?” 

“FLUFF!” Kirby ran up to Fluff and jumped on him. “Thank goodness you didn't get hurt!”

“Kirby…” Fluff caught Kirby in his arms and staggered from the impact. “What was that just now? What did you do?” 

“No idea, but when I reached out to you as hard as I could, that yarn suddenly came out of me.” Kirby looked at his hand. The string of yarn that he had used to defeat the uniclod was already gone. “I wonder what that was...” Kirby looked around his surroundings and noticed an apple tree not far from where they were standing. Lots of bright red fruit were growing on its branches. Kirby aimed at the apple tree, and reached out.

“Ei!” Just like last time,a whip of yarn came out and latched on to an apple. Kirby pulled back and the yarn went with it, pulling the apple to his feet. “Hey, this is useful! If I just stretch out my hand, I can summon a string of yarn! Kirby was quite happy with this development. He opened up his mouth and gulped down the apple. “Incredible Kirby! This must also be because the metamato!” “With this ability, we’ll be able to fight the monsters. Yin-Yarn doesn’t stand a chance!” As the two boys celebrated, an ominous laugh was heard from above...

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[sdr2lovemail]

I just noticed that you are alive again! So um.. I've been thinking for QUITE a while of a relationship Ultimate Impostor x Ultimate Leader (in the killing game ig?), idk why. If the requests are closed feel free to ignore this. Thank you!

You could say that I am a fan of Imposter's work. Even tho there is not a lot of content about them out there I still love them dearly.

And yes I died for a minute but have risen from the grave to continue my writing career. I hope you enjoy what I have written my friend because I absolutely love it.

⚔Mod Peko⚔

Spoilers for chapter 1

The Ultimate Imposter disguised as Byakuya Togami and the Ultimate Leader butt heads but also kinda wanna kiss each other

Teenagers and a killing game are bound to fall into chaos. Teenagers, a killing game, and no supervision will cause more chaos. That’s why they need a leader. Someone strong and brave to guide them. However two ultimates wanting to be that leader, teenagers, a killing game, and no supervision will cause even more chaos.

Breakfast was a usually calm time. Everyone just wanted to eat and get on with finding a way off this forced school trip. However there were some mornings where everyone seemed to be full of energy. Akane and Nekomaru were engaged in a fierce 1v1 training session. Chairs, tables, and food flying throughout the air from the power of their moves. The restaurant was in total disarray and with your talent of being a leader you must do something to calm the crowd. Standing up you set your arms behind your back and call out to your classmates.

“Everyone! This is-”

“Sit down, common folk. You will all cease this foolish behavior and stop wasting food.”

“Huh?”

At the mention of wasting food Akane quickly stops her fighting. She then pulls up a table and chair from the mess of the restaurant and begins to chow down. You look at where the voice came from and see Twogami sitting at a table with a plate. Just because this guy is loaded he thinks he can be a better leader than you? Oh you will just have a quick word with him to set the record straight. With quick strides you tap him on the shoulder giving him your best stern look. This look helped you strike the feeling of order into people. But Twogami doesn’t look impressed at all?! No you can’t let him see you falter. Standing up straighter than ever you begin to speak.

‘Hey what’s the big idea? I’m the Ultimate leader. I don’t need your help guiding our class.” You told him with a grim expression. Twogami gave you a look over before setting down his fork. He wipes his mouth off with a napkin before standing to face you. His intimidation factor was off the charts. Can money buy such a scary aura?! After adjusting his glasses he begins to speak with a sigh.

“Listen I, Byakuya Twogami, am much better suited to be in charge. You may have your impeccable wits and title but that is nothing compared to being next in the Togami line. Now are we done here? I would like to finish my food”

Not even giving you a chance to respond he goes right back to eating. Even with your ultimate status this guy intimidates you a lot. But you will not be backing down. He thinks he’s so high and mighty you’ll show him high and mighty.

The days feel like they’re getting heavier. Monokuma’s annoying voice rings in your ears. There’s no way you’d believe that memory loss garbage….And even if you did, you had to stay strong for everyone. Twogami’s party did nothing to calm the tense feeling in the air. You decided you were going to check this abandoned building from top to bottom before anyone steps foot inside.

You do not see Nagito when you first step in. Maybe he’s cleaning somewhere else. Teruteru was said to be in the kitchen. Entering the main room of the building you see Twogami rifling through what looks to be a metal case. Hearing the floors creak under your weight he looks over. Upon seeing you he sends a glare.

“And what are you doing here? I don’t remember you having to prepare anything.” There was a doubtful tone to his voice. Twogami was trying to let this party go off without a hitch. And he wasn’t going to let some commoner ruin his plans. Though behind the rich boy costume Imposter did feel kinda bad. They felt like they were trampling all over your pride with their Byakuya act. However this was their ultimate. And as Twogami….No. Just as themself, if that even existed, they will keep their classmates safe. Even if they have to hurt some feelings.

“As a leader it is my duty to keep everyone in order and assure maximum safety. I plan to do a total sweep of the place before the party.” And like he did to you, you did not give him a chance to answer. You quickly turn around and exit out into the hallway missing the look of awe on Twogami’s face. Walking past the fire door you come up to the kitchen. Before you can reach for the door it swings open revealing Nagito. Strange….If Teruteru was already in the kitchen there was no need for Nagito to be in there. The lucky student passed by with a smile yet spoke no words towards you. Also strange. Nagito usually said something when passing. He deemed it rude not to say hello to an ultimate.

Entering the kitchen you see Teruteru at the counter. He doesn’t seem to notice you coming in. The usual smile on his face is replaced with a look of fear and he’s shaking like a leaf. Stepping closer seems to have caught his attention as he jumps. The look of fear is swiftly changed into a smile yet he’s still shaking. Teruteru then grabs a knife and begins chopping at some vegetables. Seems as if he’s trying to make it seem like he was simply taking a break.

“W-Why hello there. Heh, what could I do for you?” He’s shaken up quite a bit. Not a single flirty remark in that sentence and Teruteru sure did like to tease about your strong authority. You stand tall and look down at the chef. He visibly shrinks back. Looking him dead in the eye you start to command him.

“You will tell me what you have discussed with Nagito Komaeda.”

This caused Teruteru to tense up. Setting down the knife he grabs a comb from his pocket and begins to bring it through his hair. Though there isn’t a hair out of place on his pompadour. Appears to be a nervous habit.

“I uh….I have no idea what you mean mon ami~. We were simply discussing plans for the upcoming party.” Teruteru had tried to come off as collected but you knew better. He wasn’t making eye contact and he was constantly fidgeting. Nagito told him something and you were going to find out what.

“Teruteru Hanamura! I command you to tell me what Nagito had told you. Simple party plans would not have such an impact on your demeanor.”

This seemed to have caused a reaction in him. He began to blubber as words poured out of his mouth like a dam cracking under pressure.

“He came in here and told me that he had plans to murder someone at the party with the knife he had hidden under one of the tables in the dining room. He planned to overload the breaker in here with irons in the storage room to cause a blackout so he could grab the knife and kill someone during the party. I-I begun to form my own plan of stopping him….by….killing him?” The last part of his word vomit stuck with Teruteru. He would’ve had someone’s blood on his hands and would send the rest of his class to their own demise. “Oh my god I was going to kill him!” Teruteru then sinks to his knees before you.

Your face softens as you see the mess of a chef on the ground. Nagito was planning a murder? Why would he share this information with Teruteru? Dropping down to his level you set a careful hand on Teruteru’s back. “Listen. I’m going to go grab Twogami and you’re going to tell him what happened. And we’ll come up with a solution.” You normally wouldn’t call for backup, but as this was his party you felt he had the right to know.

You cautiously leave the kitchen and begin to look for the blond. Not able to find him in the building you exit to the hotel grounds. Noticing the while suit and blonde hair you call out to him and ask for him to come back. Leading him to the kitchen where Teruteru still sits slumped on the ground he listens to what you already know.

A look of disgust crosses Twogami’s face before he sets off to the main room. After announcing your departure to Teruteru, you follow him. Nagito is there setting up tables and dusting the furniture. He was about to offer the two of you a cheerful greeting but is cut off by your demand for him to exit the grounds. Not wanting to upset an ultimate that is clearly in higher ranks than he is, Nagito does not question it. He leaves the abandoned building to rest in his cottage to wait for permission to be allowed back in.

Looking under the tables you find the knife that Teruteru had mentioned. Grabbing it proceeds to coat your hand in wet paint. So Nagito had just planted this. But what’s the paint for?

“Set the knife in the duralumin case I brought on the left. I am currently using it to store anything I deem unsafe.”

You let out a scoff before setting the knife in the case. He sure does love bossing people around even in dire situations. Well….I guess that’s your talent so you can’t really speak. After doing a check of the rest of the tables, Twogami walks up to you with something in his hand. It’s a handkerchief with the Togami family crest. Imposter spent many hours perfecting the stitching of the symbol. You give him a confused look about the offering. Seeing the expression he rolls his eyes.

“Close your mouth before flies start to swarm. This is to wipe your hand off. I don’t need paint smears ruining the image of my party.”

“What? I can’t wipe paint on something as expensive as that. That handkerchief probably cost more than my house. I’ll just go wash it in the bathroom.”

Upset by your stubborn nature, Twogami grabs your wrist and begins to wipe the paint off himself. After your hand is clean he drops the cloth into your hand. “I expect that to be washed before it’s returned to me. Now I have some important matters to discuss.”

Stuffing the handkerchief into your pocket you give Twogami your full attention.

“I have decided that after this little incident we need to up the security. I would ask Nekomaru but I wish to keep this between us. Letting the public know that two people were planning a murder would cause chaos. When it’s time for the party you will help me conduct body searches. I’d like for you to keep an eye on the party with me to make sure no suspicious activity is at play.”

While normally you would make a fuss about him bossing you around with people’s lives at stake it was simply not the time for that. Nodding once he finishes speaking, you and Twogami complete one last look of the place before the party starts.

It’s time for the party and the two of you are set up outside of the abandoned building. After checking everyone and confiscating anything deemed dangerous, the party is in full swing. Everything is going smoothly. 11:30 was nearing and at the corner of your eye you see Nagito inch closer to the table. Knowing you shut the irons off you pay this no mind. There’s no way he’d try to pull anything when everyone can see him. A quick look of confusion crosses his face as the lights are still on. The confused expression is swapped for one of despair. There’s a creepy smile on his face and his eyes are clouded. Even if the blackout did not occur Nagito can still pull through with his plan.

He suddenly flips the table cloth over and goes to reach for his knife. Everyone at the party has eyes on him. Before he can fully register that his knife is in fact missing Nagito is pushed to the ground. His arms are pressed against his back and his face is squished into the floor. Multiple confused cries echo throughout the dining hall. Nagito recognized this tactic. After hours upon hours of researching the ultimates he’s sharing a class with he could easily tell that this was your work.

Twogami with Nekomaru in tow walks over to you and the detained lucky student. An agitated expression is on the heir’s face. He looks down at Nagito.

“You dare to think that I would let your plan continue? [Name] and I knew about your scheme and were quick to put a stop to it. And the fact that you would try to pull through with it in broad light is despicable.”

Anger, disgust, and confusion are present in the crowd of your classmates. Trying to make sense of it all Akane speaks up.

“I’m so friggin’ confused. What plan did Nagito have? Need me to beat him up for ya?”

You were quick to diminish the violent thought. “No, that will not be necessary as he has already been disarmed.”

“Nagito had planned out a murder.”

Twogami’s words caused a commotion in the dining hall. After hearing the noise from the kitchen, Teruteru cautiously enters the room fearing the worst. Though a feeling of relief washed over him after seeing Nagito on the ground.

Nekomaru lets out a strangled noise. His teeth are clenched and his fists tightened.

“You were going to murder one of your classmates? THAT’S INEXCUSABLE! Please [Name] allow me to detain him somewhere away from everyone. SOMEONE LIKE HIM CANNOT WALK FREEEEE!”

Looking over to Twogami as if silently discussing what to do he sends you a nod. Removing Nagito from your grasp he is quickly put into Nekomaru’s. The coach is quick to remove him from the premises. With a sigh Twogami faces your classmates. Pushing his glasses up he begins to apologise.

“I am sorry you all had to see that. And I am sorry that my exquisite party must draw to a close here. Exit the building and head to your cottage for the night.”

Though shaken, everyone proceeds to leave in groups. No one wants to walk back alone fearing that someone will try something. With just you and Twogami left he turns to face you.

“That was quite impressive. What you did back there was helpful in getting Nagito detained. I believe that we should come to an agreement. Yes we are fine separately but together I feel that we could do an outstanding job at keeping everyone safe.”

Twogami extended a chubby hand out for you to shake. This handshake would seal the two of you into a partnership. One of which would keep your class safe. Looking from his hand to his face then back to his hand you sit there in thought. This could be a wonderful idea. With two people working together that’s like double the safety. With a smile you shake his hand giving it a tight squeeze.

“I think I’d like that Twogami! From here on out the two of us are now Jabberwock Island’s health and safety committee.”

[charmandhex]

“SooooOOOOOoooooOOOOoooo...” Taako draws out the word, interminably long, but Kravitz has to admit, it’s easier than the awkward silence that had followed as soon as they’d been seated in an out-of-the-way corner booth in the busy restaurant. “The, uh, the dead do eat after all, huh? I woulda thought the skin and bones thing was a bit more, uhhhhhhh, literal.”

It cracks both the tension and Kravitz’s facade. He drops the politely polished expression in favor of a snorting laugh. “Yeah, uh, yes, I can eat. I just don’t... hm. Okay, it’s like this. My essence, my soul, is sustained by my connection to the Raven Queen- that’s what allows me to do the whole spooky Grim Reaper thing as well as, well, look like my old self.”

“So you do really look like this then! If it weren’t for, ah, the ability to look in the mirror,” Taako waves a hand at his own face, “I would have thought a face that pretty had to have a little divine intervention behind it.”

Kravitz preens at that. And he could blame it on millennia of the Raven Queen’s influence, except he knows that it’s also satisfying his own vanity. Let a man live. Or, let a man exist. “Yes, oh, this is, this is all me. Or was. Now it’s- anyway. Because of my... let’s simplify and call it a job, so because of my job, I don’t need to eat or drink or even sleep or breathe. I haven’t even got a pulse, as you, as you kind of found out last time with the whole hands thing.”

“Uh-huh,” Taako nods, the bells and baubles on his midnight blue hat jingling and catching the light, for all the world making him look like a nebula in the night sky. And for a moment, Kravitz is appropriately starstruck. “Bit of a clammy one.”

“Just a bit,” Kravitz agrees. “But I can actually eat and drink and all that. But because I don’t need to, and because I, uh, what with work and all, I don’t spend a lot of time this side of the veil, it’s... been a while.” Kravitz looks down at the menu and the long list of items before him. “Food has changed a lot since then. What exactly is a lemongrass and clam foam anyway?” He asks, bewildered.

Taako perks up at that. “Hoo boy, then are you in for a treat, bones. Because I, Taako Taaco, in addition to being a, uh, pardoned death criminal, am an absolutely baller chef. You need suggestions, explanations? I got ‘em.” Now Taako’s eyes are sparkling even more than his hat, and Kravitz leans in.

“By all means then, lead the way. I’ll trust you with that. Not like I’d know the difference anyway. You could, you could put a rock on a plate and call it risotto, and I’d ask what wine to pair it with,” Kravitz jokes.

At that, Taako’s eyes crinkle up at the corners, and he lets out a laugh. Immediately, he covers his mouth, only half stifling the laughter and ignoring the heads turning in their direction. Kravitz, for his part, is thoroughly enchanted. “You weren’t- listen, you weren’t... there during the fight with Legion, right? So you didn’t see what happened with the Philosopher’s Stone, did you now?”

Kravitz tilts his head to the side, considering. “No, I suppose I wasn’t. What even happened to it anyway?”

And with that, Taako can’t hold back his laughter, breaking into renewed peals and earning dirty looks galore. At least until they make eye contact with Kravitz and his suddenly and mysteriously glowing red eyes. Then they turn around pretty fast.

It’s good to be the Grim Reaper.

“Right, right... right. That is. That is definitely a story, but, uh, probably not one for dinner or for date night.” Taako pauses, and Kravitz watches as his ears flick, the movement causing a few strands of hair to escape, falling into Taako’s face. “Um. We, we kinda talked about last time being a little, little bit of both, but uhhhhhhhhhh... this is, this is 100% absolutely a date, right, Krav? Can I call you Krav? Did I just make this weird?”

Kravitz nearly drops his water glass, and if he needed to breathe, he’d likely be attracting dirty looks of his own for sending water spewing out of his nose. “Oh. Um. Yes? Yes. Yes, this is 100% absolutely a date. Yes. Date. That we are on. Right now.”

Taako breaks into a wide grin, and if he’d been the night sky before, now he is the sunrise, light and brilliance dawning across his face. “Great! So, uh, in that case, how do you feel about fish? Cause, uh, this one right here-“

Taako talks food right up until the server comes by to take their order, with Kravitz hanging onto every word in rapt attention. And the meal, Kravitz’s first in quite a long time, is exquisite, but the company is even better.

Yeah, this was a date. A second date. A very, very good second date.

And Kravitz is looking forward to the third.

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Jack Howl - A bit troubled

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Translation under the cut

Chapter 1

Savanaclaw Dorm Lounge

Jack: Even when we warned them, they touched the items on display. They trespassed even when we said that they’d get hurt and that it was dangerous. At this rate, those annoying visitors will cancel our party that started on the 31th… In any case, the visitors that won't listen… also known as the Magicam monsters, I plan to terrify them so they run away…

Ruggie: That group’s a bunch of trouble. I don't feel like scarin' the hell out of 'em will help, though. Leona blew up and said he’d "turn the entire set into sand so no one comes," but they didn’t care.

Leona: At least I'm not turning the visitors into sand, so I'm being quite gentle here. But Jack, do you have a concrete plan? These are brats with nerves of steel, a much different breed from those thomson gazelles that run away at the swaying of grass.

Jack: Yes. My strategy is… yelling out "Magicam Monsters". I think that should scare them!

Ruggie/Leona:… Seriously?

Jack: It fits the powerful image of Savanaclaw. Like this…. HEY YOU! … Those guys won't stand a chance if we jump out at them one by one and then glare at them.

Leona: Hah, wouldn't that be a spectacle? Look at this earnest doggy yelping and howling.

Ruggie: Shshshs! You're Talkin' about it as if it's not your business, but he's gonna make you do that too, Leona.

Leona: I'm not imitating that stupidity.

Jack: Stupidity… I think our glares are pretty forceful, though.

Leona: We will probably look threatening. But if you're all bark and no bite, who gives?

Ruggie: Jack's plan is like… a "Jack" in the box. If you’re gonna do that, you gotta make it real scary.

Jack: What else can I do?

Leona: That's your job to think about as the leader. Use your head. Otherwise, the Savanaclaw dorm students won't obey you.

Jack:… Right. I'll try thinking it over.

Main Street

Jack: (I said that, but what else can I do? Isn't just jumping out at them enough to scare them and make them flee? I thought taking in a breath of fresh air would bring me new ideas, but it's hopeless…)

Deuce: What’re you doing here, Jack? You seem troubled… are you hungry?

Jack: So you're not with Grim and the guys. But I guess. I'm in a stump...

Deuce:… Is it about “that”?

Jack: Yeah.

Deuce: It'd be bad if the teachers heard us. Let's move to the side and talk about it.

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Deuce: So, what troubles you?

Jack: I can't think of a good way to scare off the Magicam monsters. My seniors shot my plan of jumping at the annoying visitors down… I actually showed them to scare them, but they just snorted.

Deuce: Well, I think that's a great idea. I think that’s the fastest way to make minced meat outta them. It's not like we can resolve this with fisticuffs.

Jack: Yeah. The party would be cancelled because of us if we committed acts of violence.

Deuce: Yeah… Savanaclaw is dressed as pirates this year, right?

Jack: What about that?

Deuce: It seems Heartslabyul was dressed as pirates last year.

Jack: ...Now that you say it, Cater mentioned that.

Deuce: Why don't you try talking to our seniors to see if you can get any nice ideas out of it?

Jack: Troubling you guys with our dorm problems is a bit…

Deuce: I understand what you mean. But this is our first Halloween party at the college. I think it's better to consult our seniors instead of haphazardly running with whatever you want.

Jack: Being told by you of all people to stop and think... That’s pretty convincing. If I could, I’d want to solve this myself but I have no time to plan for the big day… Okay, I'm going to have a talk with them.

Deuce: I think that's great.

Jack: But who should I talk to? Is there anyone I can consult at Heartslabyul…

Deuce: What about Clover? He's good at taking care of people and he also looks over my studies frequently.

Jack: Trey. I'm guessing there's no one else… But let's visit him first.

Chapter 2

Heartslabyul Dorm Lounge

Trey: My bad, I kept you waiting. However, I didn't think Jack would come to pay me a visit. What a surprise.

Jack: Sorry for the brief notice. Deuce told me I should try talking with you... Please help me! I need to find a way to scare the visitors.

Trey: Hey hey, Savanaclaw is outside of my jurisdiction. Is what I want to say, but it's for the party’s enactment. And I can't really besmirch the reputation of my junior who referred you to me. I’ll hear you out this time.

Jack: Okay. I wanted to jump out forcefully at the visitors when they let their guard down and then glare at them. I think that's a straightforward way to scare them but… Leona and Ruggie told me that wasn't scary and I can't think of other tactics.

Trey: Haha… as expected. For most people, being leaped upon by you would be quite scary. What would the other members of Savanaclaw do?

Jack: They're supposed to intimidate them likewise. Our dorm has a forceful image and I want to bring that to life.

Trey: I see. Now I understand why Leona would say that isn't scary.

Jack: Huh?… Why is that?

Trey: The first time you surprise them, it'll be scary. But if you keep doing that, they'll get used to it.

Jack: I see… That might be what my seniors meant.

Trey: But I don't think your strategy is bad or anything. The most important thing is the effectiveness of that one scare.

Jack: …

Trey: It doesn't seem to ring a bell with you?

Jack:… No.

Trey: Okay.… Suppose you were to go out to eat a very delicious fillet steak as the main course?

Jack: (Why did he suddenly start talking about food? Or is he trying to hint at something…)

Jack: Yeah.

Trey: If you had a boiled beef salad, calf tail soup and more additional meat dishes as the appetizer… What would you think about the main dish, the beefsteak?

Jack: I like meat so I wouldn't be disappointed but… I would probably think "Meat again?". I wouldn't look forward to it.

Trey: Right? If you got meat dishes from the start, you won't look forward to the taste of the main dish. If you were the chef, what kind of course would you make so that the steak would taste the best?

Jack: To make the steak taste the best… Ah, I see! I don't want them to get bored with meat, so I'd use vegetables and fish for the appetizers! I think they'd be the most excited if they’re unsatisfied, so they can feel the spirit of the steak.

Trey; Well done. You'd feel the most satisfied if you were to follow a light dish up with the steak.

Jack: Yes. I think it's good if I could transpose this on our pirate theme. The appetizer should be light… and insufficient… like the calm before a storm? In the movie, they talk about the curse of the ghost ship, whose rudder steers despite there being no wind…

Trey: (It seems like his gears are working. Seems I don’t have to talk in metaphors anymore.)

Jack: So if we do this, and then that… and then leap at them with this timing. I got it!

Trey: Did you figure it out?

Jack: Yes! I'm sure my seniors won't refuse this plan. Thank you very much!

Savanaclaw Dorm Lounge

Ruggie: Look, Jack's back.

Leona: … Seems like he wants to tell us something about his plans.

Jack: Yes! IT'S ABOUT FILLET STEAKS!

Ruggie/Leona: …What?

Ruggie: What's that? You talkin' about Leona's dinner?

Leona: I don't remember telling you you had to think about our dinner menu.

Jack: Ah… Sorry! I got ahead of myself. The most important thing to scare someone is the direction. Scare them gradually until they let down their guard and then terrify them with a bang! I think that's the best way. You start with a light appetizer like a soup and then bring out the main dish… it's like a course menu!

Leona: Heh, this is much better than your previous plan.

Jack: Please let me be in charge of managing the members who will deliver the finishing blow! That's why… won't you help liven up the place so my final scare will be the most effective?

Ruggie: Shshshs! So our main dish is Jack.

Leona: You have some nerve to ask us to cook up the appetizer. But that's fine, Jack. I'll give you something so the main dish will stand out, so you better use it.

Jack: Leave it to me! I'll scare them with all my might.

Coliseum Special stage

Ruggie: .Our mark this evening… isn't here yet. It seems they're coming outside.

Leona: Hah. Show us what you’ve got. Jack.

Jack: (Calm down and take a deep breath. Just do as you imagined it.)

Jack: … LET'S GO AS THE STEAK!