#azusa kuze one shot

[shall-we-imagine]

Talking to the moon. (Azusa Kuze)

Requested: 45. "I can't imagine this world without you." From the prompt list.

Genre: Fluff.

(Second Person Point of View)

The full moon shone down on your beautifully decorated balcony, lighting it up just enough for it to feel comfortable without using any artificial light.

The sleeves of your wool, turtleneck sweater reached near your knuckles, increasing the warmth you were drowning yourself in.

The sweet scent of hot chocolate calmed your nerves, completely erasing any memory of exhaustion or annoyance you may have had.

"Today was a long day." You stare at the celestial body, glowing in the dark night sky.

Shyly, you let your gaze drop to your drink clasped between your hands that were rested on the marble railing.

"But it's okay." You mumble, "He makes everything a lot better."

A smile forms on your lips, "I hope we spend the rest of our lives like this."

You look back up at the moon, "Together."

Sighing blissfully, you add, "Happy."

The sound of the glass door opening and closing doesn't escape your notice, but you remain in the same position.

A strong pair of arms slowly wrap around your waist, and soon, you could feel your husband's chin rested on your shoulder.

"What are you doing, love?" He asks, hugging you tighter.

"Hmm." You contemplate how to explain what you were just doing, "you know how some people keep diaries?"

You felt him nod lighlty against your shoulder, encouraging you to carry on with your explanation.

"Well," you let out a sigh, "I could never get myself to keep one, but I have something similar that I do."

Your gaze wanders back to the beautiful glow in the sky.

"And what could that be?" Curiosity was evident in his voice, yet you could still hear the patience laced between the sounds he spoke. Perhaps it was the relaxing aura the night inserts into your hearts, but you could feel how he wasn't trying to rush you at all.

"Talking to the moon." You mumbled, a slight blush decorating your cheeks. Gladly for you, you had your back turned to him, so he couldn't sense your embarrassment.

"Interesting." He chuckles.

You finally turn to face him, "Come on; it helps." A slight giggle escapes your lips.

With a grin, he leans in closer, resting his forehead on yours, "well, I guess I should try it some time."

"Mmhm." You agree, before moving your drink towards him.

He accepts your silent offer, grasping the cup and taking a small sip out of the hot drink before giving it back to you.

You slowly turn to face the darkness of the night once again, sipping your drink in the process.

Azusa moves closer to the railing, resting his elbow on the marble surface. His shoulder as close to yours as possible.

You couldn't object; it was a cold night, after all. Plus, it was Azusa; you'd never protest when it came to him.

"It's beautiful." He states.

"Yeah." You rest your head on his shoulder.

"Shouldn't you go back to bed?" He turns his head to look at you. He earns a groan in response, as you shift your body to face him and look into his eyes.

"I don't want to." You pout.

"You've got work tomorrow." Your childish attitude seemed to amuse him since he lets out a slight chuckle.

"I know." It was the tenth sigh in the past 3 minutes.

"You're such an idiot sometimes." He ruffles your hair, but you push his larger hands away, trying to fix the mess he caused.

"I'm a mature, independent woman." You raise your eyebrows, playfully arguing with his previous statement.

"Of course you are" he presses a kiss to your forehead.

You place your drink on the wide railing before wrapping your arms around his torso, burying your head in his chest.

Not hesitating a second, he returns the gesture, engulfing you in a warm hug.

"I can't imagine this world without you." Even though it was such a quiet night, you weren't very sure if you'd heard him or was it your sleep deprived imagination.

Not wanting to embarrass yourself but also refusing to remain silent, you decide to take a safer route, "I love you." You whisper.

"I love you too." He responds.

He pulls away, "Now get back to bed, dummy." Grabbing your hand, he pulls you back inside to the warmth of your bedroom.

This time, he makes sure to snuggle close enough to you, ensuring you don't get out of bed until it's time for work.

The next day, you made sure to blame him for not finishing your hot chocolate the night before. Well, now it was anything but hot.

[aprilyroseee]

Caste Heaven - chapter 30 ✨ (spoilers and summary)

Hey! 🌝  Chapter 30 came out on saturday. This time I couldn't buy the magazine because it's not available for purchasing. The photos are not mine but belong to a chinese girl who posts them on Weibo, a chinese website (here her account).

The chapter has 32 pages, but these images only cover part of it. While waiting for the whole chapter, I tried to sum up what happened. Let me first say that it's not accurate but reworked, so it's not meant to be the official translation.

Incipit: According to the forecast, it looks like this winter will be particularly harsh. "Help". The message Azusa sent to Karino thinking he could rely on him. Azusa's broken heart, who trusted him but was betrayed.

The chapter starts with Atsumu and Kuze walking to school. Atsumu clears his throat so Kuze asks him if he's caught a cold. Atsumu: "No, it's just a slight sore throat". Kuze gives him a cough drop and after thanking him, Atsumu tells him to go ahead.

The scene shifts to school. It seems that class 2-1 won first place at the cultural festival for the event they organized, the photo shotting in cosplay. However, the tension in the classroom between the higher and lower ranks hasn't changed. Azusa enters the classroom and some basketballs bounce at him (the work of his silly classmates). He grabs a ball and strongly throws it at Karino. Azusa: "You all are a bunch of fucking maggots swarming on dead meat". Mizobata shouts "Bastard!" but Karino stops him. Atsumu thinks something happened between Azusa and Karino. [If you notice, Azusa has a bandage on the left side of his forehead.😔 ]

Later on, the final grades of the second semester are published outside of the classroom: while Tatsumi is still at the top of the 3rd year, Karino doesn't seem to be in the list of the 2nd year, which means his grades dropped. Karino is called by the teacher, who tries to understand why his grades have fallen. Karino replies he hasn't been very well during this time but he'll work hard to make up for it.

After that, it's Azusa’s turn. The teacher asks him why he failed the test (as he didn't score any points) and at this rate he's in danger of flunking out. Azusa nonchalantly replies that he's not interested in graduating from college. The teacher: “Society is not a piece of cake as you think” and Azusa: “I'd rather die than become an empty person who depends on a title. I won't rely on anyone. I'll live only on my own." Azusa has no longer hope of relying on anyone, not even on something like a degree because he has completely withdrawn, he doesn't want anyone's help to move forward. The teacher tells him to choose at least one of the supplementary classes, for the sake of his parents.

Azusa leaves the room and sees Karino sitting outside. They look at each other for a second but then Azusa looks away.

Karino grabs him by the hair and asks “Are you ignoring me or what? Don't you understand unless I tell you?”. Azusa: “If you wanna do it so badly then go ask Eno!! After all, you're well-matched.”. Karino surprised “Hah? What's that dude got to do with it?". Azusa replies "If you get hit by maggots, you're gonna rot, you know. I'm saying that maggots always end up mating together……like at the cultural festival”. Karino doesn't understand and says “Are you still thinking about that cultural festival stuff? Something worthless". Azusa lowers his head. "I knew it. It's just a way to kill time for you. I shouldn't have believed in you from the start."

TW: rape

Karino gets pissed off and pushes him, making Azusa bang his head. Karino says not to blather at random because a feckless like him doesn't know anything. "Damn, stop it!!". Azusa slaps him and Karino says "I'll make you remember your place".

He brutally rapes him. Azusa thinks “It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts!!!!". It's so painful that he's about to cry and he bites his lips.

He trembles and then collapses. Karino looks down on him.

Clenching his fist, Azusa replies: "I'll never forgive you. Just you". His expression is full of hatred. 💔 Karino leaves the room and throws a punch at the wall. "Oh, Karino?"...

It's Eno who asks what he was doing and in the meantime tucks the shirt inside Karino's pants. "Azusa-kun again?" and Karino replies "Why I was with him?". "That's right!! Your social caste is too different!”. Eno places his hands around Karino's neck and says: "I understand. A person who stands above others is alone. Nobody knows/understands it. If it were up to me, I would understand that loneliness."

The scene moves to Tatsumi and Komagome Kagura, the "Brain" of 3-5, Eno's class. Tatsumi and Komagome leave the Student Council classroom together. Tatsumi says that Komagome seems to be the only person in his class who hasn't a relationship, or something going on, with Eno. We discover that Kagura and Eno were in the same primary school. That's why Eno was upset by Kagura's behavior in chapter 29. He says Eno was an ordinary child at the time, but then they drifted apart. Tatsumi asks what happened and Kagura replies that Eno has changed over time. People change and are influenced by the environment, it's inevitable. But Tatsumi says he knows a guy who doesn't let himself be swayed, no matter what. (not really like that but I don't understand a kanji because it's blurry). Komagome: “Ohh? I want to meet him” and Tatsumi: “Shall I introduce him to you next time? But he's extremely cheeky”. The two of them stop at the sight of Eno. Komagome says "It's Eno, troublesome". Eno walks with his arm on Karino, saying "You with me, Kohei?". Tatsumi stares at them stunned.

Last scene of the chapter: Atsumu is walking in the hallway after the meeting with the teacher and notices Azusa crouching with his face down. Atsumu looks at the blood on his shirt, but when he tries to get close, Azusa yells at him “Don't fucking touch me!!! Don't you dare touch me at all, I'll kill you!!". 💔 💔 💔

Shortly after, Kuze reaches him. Atsumu hugs him and says “I am weak. Despite everything, I'm still tied to this caste. I'm not able to do anything even if a person I care about is hurt”. “I wish I was stronger”. "Atsumu..."

End of chapter. So sad and hearbreaking, even if it’s nothing that I didn't expect. (ಥ﹏ಥ) I would like to make a post about my impressions and my own analysis of it later! 🤯

[wizardessheart-sideb]

[Image ID: A chapter image done in the style of Wizardess Heart. A large, off-white imagine with a guy on it. He’s wearing a dark gray uniform. There’s a lavender bar over him that reads “Tsukasa Kuze.” The rest of the text reads “Main Story” and “Chapter 6: Nap Time” /End ID]

Chapter Summary: Tsukasa and I spend some time talking and getting to know each other even more.

Trying to catch up on studying since I took yesterday off was a bad decision. I couldn’t focus on the words in front of me. Concepts and words and terms and diagrams just blurred into each other. Ugh, I can’t do this. I shut the textbook and stared at the cover. It was just a little after midnight and admittedly, I was feeling a little restless. I’d been sitting all day, doing homework and trying to study. Maybe I just needed a little walk. It was late enough that I could freely roam the forest surrounding the entrance of the Night Class. At least, I probably wouldn’t get caught. I slipped out of my dorm and through campus, leaving through the graveyard.

The night air was a little chilly, but given Gedonelune was so temperate, it wasn’t too bad. I wandered into the forest, far enough away from the clearing so if someone was patrolling they couldn’t see me, but close enough I could still see that clearing. The forest was teeming with live, insects making noises and every so often an owl calling out. But still, it was peaceful. It was nice to clear my mind.

Suddenly, out from behind a tree, arms reached out from behind the trees and pulled me in. Reflexively, I screamed, but a large hand covered my mouth and muffled me. The other hand a strong grip around my waist, holding me tightly against their body. The familiar, masculine voice swore and let me go. Adrenaline pumping through my veins, I gasped for air and staggered a few steps away.

“Azusa?!” I choked his name out. He stood still, hands on his hips, a confused look on his face. It looked like grabbing me hadn’t made him break a sweat.

“You? What are you doing out here?” he demanded, brow furrowed.

“I was just out on a walk. What about you? Tsukasa said you work weekends.” As soon as the words were out of my mouth, one of those weird, fake smiles was on his face. Did he really think that was reassuring? Or maybe he didn’t know that his smile was so phony.

“I do, but I had tonight off. I was just taking a walk, too.  I like exploring forests at night. Not the safest hobby, but there’s something about forests at night that’s cool,” he explained. It was plausible. It was reasonable. But something about it just struck me as odd. If he was working all day, wouldn’t he be too exhausted to take a walk? Not to mention the way he grabbed me…

“Why don’t I walk you back to your dorm?” Azusa suggested, voice honey sweet. “It’s not safe for a novice magician like yourself to be wandering around a forest at night. Who knows what creatures are lurking in the dark?” My stomach was churning, but I couldn’t turn him down, could I? I was all alone in the forest. How could I get out of this?

“Sure.” What else could I say? Could I really keep walking around? To be honest, I didn’t really want to be walking around the forest when he was. I let him pass me before following after him. As we walked back to the Night Class dorms and nothing happened, I tried to shake the strange feeling in my stomach. Maybe I was just too jumpy. After all, it was late and I had a lot of stress on me. And Azusa wasn’t doing anything. Maybe he really did just like walks and had more stamina than I. But the nerves in my stomach weren’t going away so easily.

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“Here you go.” We stood in the mausoleum, right at the entrance of campus. I started to go down the staircase, but he wasn’t following me. I looked up at him.

“Are you not coming with me?”

“No, I should probably get back to my dorm. It’s pretty late,” he said. The dread in my stomach rose up again. I couldn’t fathom why he wouldn’t come with me and see Tsukasa, but again, I tried to push it from my mind.

“Thanks for walking me back. I’ll see you later.”

“Good night.” I’ve never gone down that staircase so fast before. Once I got to the bottom of the stairs, my body naturally looked back. Azusa hadn’t followed me down. I was completely alone.

Man, that was weird.

But as I headed back to my dorm, I wasn’t feeling ready to get back into studying. After all, my walk had been cut short. You know, I haven’t heard from Tsukasa today. Maybe I should go check up on him. Once I got to the dorms, it was a quick walk to his room. The door to his suite was unsurprisingly open and I knocked on his door.

“Tsukasa, it’s me. Can I come in?” I called out.

“Yeah, hold on a moment.” Just hearing his voice put me in a better mood. It was calming knowing that he was so close. There was a pause and then a click as the door inched open. Tsukasa was lying on his bed, still in his pajamas.

“I’m sorry, did I wake you up?”

“No, you’re fine,” he said, shaking his head. “I was just lying down and resting.” He moved over closer to the wall and patted the mattress beside him. “You can lie down with me if you want.”

“S-Sure.” I took my shoes off and got on the cushy mattress beside him. Part of the bed was still warm from where he’d been laying. The butterflies in my stomach started acting up. Even though we weren’t doing anything, it just felt so intimate being this close to him and on his bed of all places. “How are you feeling today?” I asked him.

“I’ve been better. I was already feeling bad yesterday and my hangover isn’t helping me,” he told me.

“Oh, I didn’t even think of that.” I guess I was the only one who paced themselves. Although he didn’t look that drunk last night. He must hold his liquor well. That’s a shock.

“Neither did I. Azusa chewed me out for drinking so much, so I have a headache from him on top of everything else,” Tsukasa pouted. I had to fight back a laugh. Somehow, that didn’t surprise me.

“Was he here earlier?”

“Yeah, he stays here during the weekends, but he left early in the morning for work. His stuff is still here.” Tsukasa glanced over at the things piled on the spare bed.

“He told me he was going back to his dorm. I just got back from a walk and ran into him,” I said. Tsukasa raised an eyebrow.

“You ran into him? Where were you? He usually works from seven am to three in the morning.”

“In the forest. He said he had the night off and was exploring the forest.” I tried not to shiver, remembering the encounter I’d just had. Tsukasa just frowned at me, brows furrowed now.

“He didn’t tell me he had the night off,” he said. “But it doesn’t surprise me he was out in the forest. He’s always loved forests, even when we were kids. Work must be stressing him out more than usual. He only does it at night when he’s stressed.”

“I mean, you just said he was working… what is that… twenty-one hour shifts?!”

“It used to be more spaced out until we enrolled and he has to put in all his hours on the weekend. Money’s been tight since we came to Gedonelune and we can’t not work any less. I…” Tsukasa sighed. “I know how entitled this sounds, but sometimes I wish we’d never left Hinomoto. Azusa had a well-paying job back home and he wasn’t working so intensely. It cost a third of our inheritance to just move here and another third for my medication. We could’ve stayed in Hinomoto and he wouldn’t have to work so much.”

“Your medicine’s that expensive?!” Tsukasa had mentioned once off-hand that he and Azusa had important positions in noble’s household, but for his medicine to be so expensive and for them to be able to just afford it even blew my mind.

“Yeah. I mean, we got a huge supply from the money, but still, it’s expensive and Azusa said it would be near impossible to get in Hinomoto and it was pure, dumb luck that he managed to get it back home.”

“Why is it so expensive? What’s it made out of?”

“I don’t know,” Tsukasa shrugged. “I’m assuming it’s made of something native to Gedonelune and it’s expensive because of that and the fact it’s a shot.” I shuddered and he grinned. “It’s not so bad once you get used to it.”

“I would prefer not to have to get used to it,” I replied, making him laugh.

“That’s valid.”

A lull in conversation.

“What’s Hinomoto like?” I asked. Tsukasa didn’t speak a lot about Hinomoto. I wondered what kind of place it was.

“It’s very beautiful. It’s not overly developed and we have distinct seasons. I miss rain,” he confided in me.

“Yeah, we never have rain here.”

“It’s weird. I don’t get why Gedonelune needs a weather system in place.”

“Me neither. I’ve heard if we didn’t have it in place, most of the time it would be overcast and rainy, so I guess part of it is to avoid flooding. But I think it’s really just to show off to other countries, or something.”

“That wouldn’t surprise me,” Tsukasa sighed. “Countries always try to one-up each other in weird ways except for taking care of their citizens.” It sounded like there was a story there but frankly, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know or not.

“You said it,” I replied with a nod.

“I don’t understand why Gedonelune would chose a weather system to show off, but okay, I guess. At least around the Winter Holiday, the school gets permission to have snow.”

“We do?!” That was news to me. I just imagined the Academy always had sunny weather.

“Yeah. It was nice getting to experience that stereotypical Winter Holiday with snow and everything. A lot of people in the dorms were talking about how they’d never gotten to experience that before, so it felt nice that that was my first experience.”

“‘First experience?’” Did it not snow in Hinomoto often?

“We don’t celebrate the Winter Holiday in Hinomoto. Well, some people do, but Azusa and I never did,” Tsukasa corrected himself. Oh. That explains it.

“Are holidays in Hinomoto that different?”

“I guess? I don’t know. We have a lot of different ones, but some western holidays have gotten popular over in Hinomoto. The Love Holiday, for example. We celebrate that now. But we don’t celebrate Halloween and we have Obon, which you guys don’t have.”

“Obon?”

“It’s a holiday where we honor our passed loved ones. There’s a big festival and everything. I’m usually more busy around then since Azusa’s birthday’s around then, but it’s a lot of fun, even if it’s a bit tiring.”

“When is your birthday?” I asked.

“It’s in October.”

“Oh.” It’s too bad I already missed it. Maybe a nice, quiet birthday party would’ve lifted his spirits a bit. “Next year, I’ll throw you a huge birthday party.”

“Oh, you will?” He turned his head to look at me, a wide grin on his face.

“Yeah! You better be ready to party hard.”

“I’ll prepare myself.”

Another lull in conversation, us just smiling at each other. I wondered where we would be when his birthday came around. Would I be an official student? Would I be able to spend the whole day by his side? Or would I have to only see him after classes when he could sneak away into town.

“Um… What about you?” Tsukasa spoke up suddenly, the smile on his face fading and his expression growing more serious. “What’s your life story? I know we’ve talked a lot about other stuff, but we’ve never talked about our pasts before.”

“Well, I lost my parents to illness at a young age and had to grow up without them,” I informed him. His face crumpled.

“I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay. It still hurts sometimes, but I try to focus on all the good memories I have of them,” I said. He nodded.

“I’m glad. I don’t remember my parents at all. I’d just turned a year old when they were killed.”

“Tsukasa…” So we’re both orphans. At least I got to knew my parents...

“It’s fine. Sure, I’m sad I never got to know them, but I feel detached from it, if that makes sense.”

“Yeah…” My hand reached over for his. There was no hesitation as our fingers interlocked. A soft smile grew on his lips. My heart beat picked up.

“We should do this more often. Hanging out without studying. Getting to know each other.”

“I’d really like that,” I told him softly.

“I like studying with you, but it’s nice to relax and spend time with you and not worry about memorizing techniques and incantations. I like spending time with you,” he said.

“I like spending time with you, too.”

We lay there, holding hands and staring at the ceiling. My eyelids slowly started drooping. The room was just the right temperature, the bed was so comfy, and with Tsukasa by me, I just felt so relaxed.

“I could totally take a nap right now,” I murmured.

“I was just thinking the same thing,” he laughed.

There was a silent understanding between us. The problems I’d had earlier and that strange encounter with Azusa were far from my mind now. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.

[marui-bunta]

idk if this is a rant or wat but whatever

So I made a post a while ago on how Yamamoto Kotetsuko is one of the best mangakas of the boys' love genre, because of her fluffy, cute and funny af stories/plots/characters, and somehow I really feel like I'm being a bit hypocritical because I really despise rape/abuse/pedophilia/etc in any genre of story, but somehow I became really interested in Ogawa Chise's work.

Who's Ogawa Chise? This mangaka is probably one of the most twisted writer I've ever read, because I'm a pussy and don't read that much so I don't have any other writer to compare. Going back to Ogawa Chise, this artist, apart from twisted af, is really versatile.

I came upon their work on youtube, there was a channel for a while uploading some short BL mangas with their respective BLCD, which I enjoy very much, because I'm obsessed with seiyuu-san; I saw first Gousan no Heart or Miscalculation of Heart, which is actually really fluffy (that's how I was deceived into this artist in particular), if you haven't read it, the story goes like this: Miki is a playboy and one day at school he listens to Udou, a honor student and all that crap bocchama gentleman bullshit, talking with a girl, more like the girl begging him to give her a chance to have him like her, which he refuses and Miki goes to the rescue and meddles in saying Udou is dating him, and you can guess what goes on later on. This story has a spin off that's about Udou's older brother and his friend from middle school and their story also develops blah blah blah and they are cute and fluffy, there's another one that's reaaaaaaally fluffy, it has a huge ass name so I'm gonna mention the characters' names (or last names....?) they are Okachimachi (the top) and Fujima (the cute lil bottom) and also there's one that's like Arabian themed which I can not remember much, but it's really soft and cute all over

I haven't read all of their work, but I've read quite the amount? and Ogawa Chise's work IS VERY TWISTED, like be careful if you read their work because it includes sexual/physical abuse, rape, incest (both between siblings and a dad and his son), there's this really weird one shot about a demon at the stairs of a certain window at a certain high school, I can't recall much because I was almost sleeping while reading it AND what I think is their longest running work, Caste Heaven, it does include all of the above themes, except, I think, incest/pedophilia idk.

I'm not gonna go much into detail about it, because I might trigger anyone and I don't want to, but it's weird. I got really trapped in the plot, more like I want Azusa to live in peace and Karino to stop abusing him, and I don't want them together, I want anyone with Azusa but Karino, but smh the latest ch was actually kind of........ They resembled an actual couple?????? i'm very confundida, like a part of me wants them to be in a healthy relationship like Atsumu and Kuze (they sort of areeee...? idk anymore, Atsumu grew up a lot throughout the manga tbh and it's like the most rational character of this manga?......) but my rational half of my brain knows it won't be that way and they'll come to terms BUT their past relationship will be seen through anyways.

I usually read fluffy ass mangas, and avoid these ones the most, because if they get too psychological I have to go back and read all over again and I get bored.

I read Killing Stalking til the end and it made me sick, I couldn't stand reading more than a few pages in one go because it made me feel really bad, tense and really anxious. I just read it out of curiosity because EVERYONE was like read it read it you won't regret it, and boi i regret it.

Caste Heaven is really tense too but it's a well thought plot, in despite of all of the disgraces that happen in the book, AND the mangaka usually includes a few bonus pages with some hilarious shorts in order to lighten up the mood a bit (the artist says so in those pages and they do actually cheer you up), it's usually Azusa bickering with either Karino or Kuze.

It's not like I'm freaking obsessed with this manga, I don't find a word to replace 'enjoy', because I don't completely enjoy reading it, but I'll continue reading it because it is an interesting plot, and it's well developed and I want Tatsumi and Senzaki back together, like I'm sad for them and for Inukai and Anji, their ending made me REALLY REALLY sad I actually cried and for the crybaby I am (which I am, I cry while listening to SNSD's Into the new world, because of my S♡NE ot9 big fat ass), I don't usually cry with manga.

[shall-we-imagine]

Not much of a catastrophe. (Azusa College!AU*-ish*)

Genre: indeed some fluff :3 lol okay it's more comedy I guess 😂

Description:

were- /wər/

man; prefix most commonly used with animal names to indicate a person who changes shape into that animal.

(First person point of view)

I couldn't tell if I was more frustrated or confused. I had spent hours trying to fall asleep, just so I could wake up about two hours later, due to some cat meowing outside. That's the strange part. What in the world was a cat doing outside my dorm room?? It couldn't have just walked into the building; they always have the doors locked. Pets weren't allowed either. So, a cat disturbing my very much needed sleep was nothing I had anticipated.

Don't get me wrong; I absolutely love cats, but when it's 3 A.M, and you haven't had nearly enough sleep for the past week, and you've been working on some random project for college...there's no such thing as love and logic; there's only coffee and irritation.

I tried to ignore the noise; I really did. Yet, the more I tried to fall asleep, the more unbearable the scratching and meowing became.

Letting out a defeated sigh, I pushed myself off the bed and walked towards the door to my dorm. I pushed my hair down in an attempt to look less like a zombie and more like a human. Slowly, I pulled open the door and peeked outside.

It wasn't in front of my door but in front of the door to the dorm opposite to mine. There stood a slightly oversized cat with various shades of brown hair.

The feline calmly turned to look at me, revealing its beautiful pair of blue eyes. The cat looked glorious, and if it hadn't been for the fact that it woke me up, I would've been in much more awe.

I expected it to run off or at least cower in fear, but instead, it showed no interest in me, whatsoever, and turned back to the door it originally looked at.

Once again, it started meowing, and even hissing, at the door, bringing its paw to the wooden frame and clawing at it.

I crouched on the ground as if it'd make me seem less intimidating, not that it seemed at all fazed by me but still, and spoke up in a low voice, "Hey!" I shuffled slightly closer, "Hey, are you hungry? Do you want some food?" I asked, making the cat stare back at me.

Showing the same amount of disinterest, the cat proceeded to ignore me and went back to clawing at the door frame.

I huffed, as I got up and walked back into the dorm. "Let's see what do I have here...what can I feed a cat?" I stared at the mini fridge in my room. There wasn't much I could feed to a human, let alone a cat. "Hmm..maybe this could work?" I mumbled as I pulled out a milk bottle. I mean it's not food, but let's hope it appeases the nuisance at my door.

I poured some of the milk in a plastic bowl I found and carried it to the cat. I slowly placed the bowl near it, "I got you some milk, come on." I gave a smile and motioned for it to come closer. The cat held my gaze for a few moments before pushing its body off from its sitting position and cautiously raising its paw. I waited for it to take step closer..but it never did. Rather, it quickly pushed its paw down on the edge of the bowl, splashing milk on itself and me, while the rest of the liquid was spilled on the floor.

"Hey! What did you do that for?!" I snap in frustration, while wiping the drops of milk off my face. With its tail up and ears forward, the cat kept licking its paw, clearly pleased with itself. I swear I could almost see a taunting smirk on its face! Ugh!

Groaning, I got up and walked back into the dorm, finding myself an old rag to clean up the mess that thing caused. That cat is evil; I tell you! Evil! I'm certain!

I walked back outside with the rag, ready to wipe off the spilled milk. Unlike before, the cat seemed to have been excitedly waiting for me to come back. I got on my knees and used my left hand for support while using my right hand to wipe off the pool of milk on the floor.

As I was focused on cleaning, the cat slowly walked towards me and started rubbing its head on my thighs, and soon after, it started rubbing its entire body on my thighs. "Awwhh." I couldn't help but sit back on my knees and reach behind its ears. I started rubbing its head lovingly, earning a purr of pleasure in response. It closed its eyes and leaned into my palm, encouraging the gesture.

Well, okay, maybe it's not that evil.

The cat turned its head towards my door, that I had left wide open, before allowing itself inside my dorm. Was it really a good idea to let a stray cat inside my dorm room? No. Was I going to kick it out? Certainly not. Besides, it didn't really look like a stray cat; it was very well-groomed. Perhaps a student was able to sneak his or her pet in here?

Looking at the cat, I could tell it was here to stay, so I didn't bother wait for it to come out again; I just walked in and closed the door behind me. The cat kept wandering around the room in curiosity. It was really strange how it didn't seem to be scared at all; in fact, it seemed very comfortable. This only stressed the fact that this was no stray cat; it seemed familiar with humans.

I sat on my bed, watching as the cat explored the small space. Suddenly, it jumped on top of my desk, toying around with my hair ribbon, that I left on top of my paper stack. Scared for the life of my books and paper work, I got up to keep the cat away. I lifted the surprisingly light pet and carried it towards my bed.

I put it down and realized it hadn't let go of the red ribbon. "What is it? Do you like that ribbon?" I ask. It stops the war against the accessory to look at me. Then, an idea popped into my head- one that won't be very lovable to the cat, but I wanted to try it.

I carefully took the ribbon and tied a little bow around the cat's neck. It immediately started whipping its tail from side to side, showing irritation. The dark cat kept pulling at the ribbon with one paw, followed by the other, which ended up making it fall on its back, yet that only frustrated it even more, making it try to use even its back paws to remove the ribbon.

Unable to help it, I started giggling at how angry the little thing was. It stopped fighting with the ribbon to look at me. Slowly, it stood up and hissed at me. Did it just threaten me? "Okay, okay, I'll take it off." I complied, considering it felt like that cat was capable of murder, probably.

After I untied the ribbon, it seemed to calm down, and eventually proceeded to wander around again.

The more I tried to stay awake, the sleepier I got. I kept yawning a hundred times per second; I needed sleep. I rubbed my eyes and lied down on the bed. The normally uncomfortable pillow seemed a billion times softer at the moment, and slowly I was dozing off.

Before I could fall asleep, I felt the cat jump on top of the bed. It climbed on top of me, stopped, and started kneading on my tummy. I chuckled softly, "I haven't had any sleep.." I yawn, "I'm sorry I can't play with you now..maybe we can play tomorrow?" I ask it, as if it could reply to me. Somehow, it just seemed to understand. It simply just moved a little closer and made itself comfortable on my chest before trying to sleep too. A light laugh escaped my lips because of the adorable sight. Following the cat's actions, I also made myself comfortable and tried to fall asleep, which didn't take long at all.

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I felt something wet on my nose, and my eyes fluttered open to see the cat had decided to start licking my nose for some reason. "I'm trying to sleep; just stop." I turn my head to the other side, trying to fall back asleep. Yet, the cat persistently started licking my ear lobe. "Oh my god! What is wrong with you?! That's gross; just let me sleep!" Not bothering to open my eyes, I covered my ear for a few moments to keep the cat away, before trying to bury my head deeper into the pillow, as if that's possible.

A few, suspicious moments of silence passed, before I started to relax once again and doze off. However, of course, I spoke too soon. I felt hot breath on my neck and before I could dismiss it as the cat, a deep, raspy voice whispered in my ear, "Good morning, sleepyhead." A chill ran down my spine.

My eyes snapped open, and I looked towards the voice; first thing that met my eyes were another pair of eyes. A pair of human eyes.

I shrieked in terror, and in the process of jumping away from him, I fell off the bed. "Who the heck are you?! You freaking pervert! What are you doing here?! How did you come in here?!" I started shouting random questions, to which he rolled his eyes.

"I'm not a pervert; you let me in." The stranger sitting on my bed replied. "What in the world are you talking about?! Are you crazy?!" I yelled back at him, "And why are you shirtless?!" My eyes fell to his bare chest, thankfully the blanket was covering the rest of his body. My confusion was just increasing by the second. "Because I don't have any clothes with me?" He raised his eyebrow, making it sound as if I was the crazy one. "I'm calling the police!" I say as I reach for my phone, but he snatches it away.

"I'm the cat!" He says, "The cat you brought in last night! My highly intelligent roommate locked me out and fell asleep! I couldn't get in and you let me stay here!" He gives what he would call an explanation. I burst into laughter, "You are crazy!" I shake my head.

He stared at me with a deadpan expression before gracefully turning into a familiar, little cat. I've snapped, haven't I? I've been sleep deprived for too long, and now I've gone mad!

The cat jumped off the bed and stood in front of me, and equally as gracefully as before, it turned back into the tall, buff stranger from before, "Was that enough proof?" He asks, but his question was drowned out by my squeal, "My goodness! Put some clothes on!!" I looked away in embarrassment, using both my arms to cover my face.

"I told you I didn't have any clothes!" He defends, "Just use ANYTHING to cover yourself up! God!" I blindly reach for the blanket and toss it towards him.

"You can stop hiding now." Though unable to see him, I was certain he rolled his eyes. I slowly removed my arms and looked at him to see he had wrapped the blanket around his torso.

"You could've covered up a lot more, you know??" I complain, "if you don't stop whining, I'll take it off." He smirks when my eyes widen at his reply, "Ugh! Just nevermind! Why didn't you say you were human earlier anyway?!" I scowl. "Again, same highly intelligent roommate gave me a potion that should've kept my human form last longer, but instead did the exact opposite, and I wasn't able to turn human until today morning, so.." He replied.

"Anyway, thanks for having me." He walked towards the door before giving me a chance to reply, but I was quick to stop him. "Where do you think you're going, dressed like that?!" I look at him in disbelief. "My dorm is just opposite to yours; it's not a big deal." He shrugs and reaches for the door knob, "Students will see you and get the wrong idea!" I stopped him once more.

"Students are either in class or asleep; trust me. Plus if you're that worried, you can just check yourself." He rolls his eyes for the billionth time. I huff and face the door. Quietly, I open the door and peek my head out; I hated to admit it, but he was right. Everything was extremely silent outside.

"What did I tell you?" A whisper near my ear made me jump in terror, "Would you stop doing that?!" I place my hand on my chest, trying to recover from the jumpscare. "How can you be so stealthy anyway?! I can never feel you getting closer!" I run my hand through my hair in frustration. "Well...I am a cat.." he raises his eyebrows at me, before pulling the door open for him to pass.

He was about to walk out, but he stopped and looked at me. He brought his face closer to mine, "Once again, thanks for having me." He whispered before placing a kiss on my cheek.

I was startled by the gesture, but I didn't have time to react. He chuckled before walking out. He was charming. Strange..but charming. And for a few moments I could only watch, as he went to knock on the door, which was then answered by an apologetic guy with pink, fluffy hair.

The pink-haired guy cheerfully greeted me and introduced himself as Serge, but before he can keep talking to me, he was shoved inside by the taller guy. "Fine! Fine! I'm sorry!" Serge said as he walked inside the dorm room, "Byyee, (Y/N)!" I could hear him yell from inside.

Meanwhile the brown-haired stranger face palmed before directing his attention back to me, "I'm Azusa, by the way." He said when he was sure Serge was away from earshot. "I'll see you around." He smirks as he turns around to walk inside, but, once again, he stops.

"Oh, and one more thing.." He looks at me, "last night's pillow was rather comfy; thanks for that." He winks then finally walks inside his dorm, shutting the door.

Tilting my head in confusion, I stood there with furrowed eyebrows. It took me a few moments to register what he meant, and when I did, my face immediately heated up.

I turned quickly to walk inside and slam the door behind me, "I knew he was a freaking pervert!" I muttered, still unable to keep my face from turning a deep shade of red.

[shall-we-imagine]

Together we go. (Werewolf!Caesar Raphael x Reader *AU*)

Lol it's never late to request I'm always late to write tho

Requested: 34. "Please don't do this." + 45. "I can't imagine this world without you." From this prompt list.

Genre: Raw angst 😂💯 happy ending though cuz I’m weak

Strap yourselves in cuz this is dramatic as shit and also I’m lowkey rusty sooooo yeah 😂

(First point of view)

Everytime our eyes meet, my insides twist in guilt. I can barely hold his gaze for longer than a few seconds.

“Can we please get some ice cream first?” Caesar gives me his usual puppy eyes- aka the most effective puppy eyes one could ever encounter. I can almost see his tail wagging behind him in excitement.

I giggle at the cute nature of the scene. “Of course.”

He grins, immediately grabbing my arm and rushing to the ice cream truck. I do my best to keep up with him and not break my face on the asphalt.

It was Caesar’s first time at a theme park, and he was overflowing with happiness to say the least; he genuinely resembled a large puppy. 

Though Caesar always insists that the puppy/dog comparisons I make are only because I knew of his identity, I'm pretty sure it's way beyond the fact that he's a werewolf. Caesar just behaves like an oversized puppy, whether he believes it or not.

"Mmhm! It's so good!" Caesar's eyes widened at the sweet flavour of his chocolate ice cream. Part of me was worried he'd collapse and I'd have to rush him to the hospital, but from the looks of it, werewolves can apparently eat chocolate. "How's yours?" He smiled at me. God that smile kills me.

"O-oh, it's nice!" I took the spoon into my mouth, unnecessarily trying to prove my statement.

His stare lingered, but before I could ask him about it, he sheepishly spills out a question. "Can I..um..can I try it?" He pointed to the paper cup in my hand.

Giggling in awe, I immediately scooped up the ice cream into my plastic spoon. "Sure." I moved my hand closer to him, expecting him to take the spoon, but instead, he leaned his head closer, taking the spoon into his mouth directly. My cheeks heat up at the small gesture, and I subconsciously start looking around to make sure we haven't attracted anyone's attention.

"Oh! It's really good too! What is this one?" Caesar's eyes gleam in fascination, as if discovering a whole new world, which in a way he was. He'd already explained how strict the pack is about interacting with humans and their world, hence his isolation from the pack after violating that rule. To be with me. And there I was, refusing to give up my group's approval.

"(Y/N)? Why do you keep zoning out today? Is something wrong?" His eyebrows furrow in concern, further engraving the guilt onto my heart.

"I'm just a little tired; don't worry about it." I do my best to give him a reassuring smile, but I suspect that only made him even more worried. "Come on, let's get in line for the ferris wheel." I pull him towards the giant ride.

Caesar stares upwards, "Woah."

"You're not scared of heights, are you?" I smile.

"I've never been that high before," he points to the top of the wheel, "but it does look a bit scary."

"Don't worry; it'll be fun." I take his hand in mine, giving it a small, reassuring squeeze.

By the time we reach the front of the line, we were both done with our ice cream and were just anticipating the ride.

The blond helps you onto the wobbly cabin and climbs inside after you're seated.

The second the small doors shut behind him, the colourful cabin moves upwards, causing Caesar to lose balance. He screams and drops to the ground, curling into a ball in fear.

I softly place a hand on his shoulder, "Caesar, it's fine. It...does that." I chuckle.

His expression softens. Sure enough, he lets me help him off the floor and onto the seat, where he's finally able to take a look at the view beneath us.

His beautiful green eyes widen in admiration, "It's not scary at all. It's very...pretty...just like you." He turns to smile at me, but I immediately avert my gaze shyly.

He takes my hand in his, "I love being with you; you make me happy."

The sincere look in his eyes drew me in, and before I knew it, my bottom lip starts quivering. "I- yeah, me too."I gulp, gluing my eyes elsewhere. I could no longer hold his gentle gaze.

Silence follows for a few moments.

Softly taking place beneath my chin, fingertips guide my face towards their owner, "(Y/N)? Why won't you look at me?" His concerned gaze almost burns holes in my face.

I let out a nervous laugh and take his hand in mine, "What do you mean? I'm just enjoying the view. Look; you can see the ocean from here!"

Caesar forces a weak smile, "Yeah, it's nice."

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"(Y/N), are you sure we're not lost? I can't hear any cars ahead of us..." After walking through the woods for a bit, Caesar starts getting suspicious about whether we're actually using a shortcut to the bus station.

Hesitation and guilt take turns abusing my mind and heart. "Y-yes, Caesar. Just keep following me." I try to control my breathing rate and calm down.

The closer I get to the spot, the heavier my feet feel, the harder it is to push myself forward. "I can't do this." I drop to the ground and pull out my pocket knife.

"What do you mea-(Y/N), what the fuck are you doing?!" His statement was cut off by his own terrified yell. He drops to the ground and tries to pull away my weapon.

Having already dug the sharp edge into my forearm, I was disappointed by how difficult it is to actually find the tracking device. "Tracking device, Caesar! They'll find us; I need to take it out!" I kick the blond away, as I continue to search through my own flesh for the tiny device. The pain was unbearable, but it wouldn't compare to losing Caesar.

Blood dripped everywhere, making it even harder to see. "Fuck." I pant.

"It's not working." Tears hinder my vision, "Caesar, get out of here! As quick as you can!" The confusion on his face screamed in my face that it's my fault- all of it. "Please..." my voice cracks.

"No, (Y/N), I'm not going anywhere without you. Who are we running from? What's wrong? You know you can tell me anything!" He snatches the knife away and stuffs it in his pocket, the blood making a mess of his clothes in the process.

I push him away with my uninjured arm, "There's no time; please, just leave." Desperation hung at every word, yet he remained unmoved.

"Get up. We're leaving together." He tries to help me up, but I pull my arm away.

"They'll track us down, Caesar! The device is still in there!" I yell. "Please, I'm begging you; just leave before it's too late." I push him again, but he doesn't budge.

"(Y/N), we either leave together or die together; I'm not going anywhere without you whether you like it or not." The serious expression on his face is one I've never seen on him before; he's determined and stubborn, and I knew it.

I shake my head, "No, Caesar, you don't understand; I-"

"Was supposed to kill me, but you felt guilty; I know." He finished my statement, leaving me in a state of shock and shame.

"How- what? You know?" Realizing his lack of resistance, I fall into more confusion, "Well...why did you follow me here? You didn't know I'd feel guilty; I could've killed you!"

"But you didn't." Smirking, he shrugs.

"Caesar, I'm serious..." I stare at him with pleading eyes.

He sighs, "Well, I figured if the person I love the most wants to kill me then that's it; that's how I go."

"You came with me knowing you'll die?!" I cry.

"Well, I had hope you'd change your mind; I knew the love I'd felt with you wasn't fake. I felt your love...And well, I dunno about you humans, but wolves don't go killing wolves they love." He chuckles. "And if you'd killed me, well, I'd still choose that over escaping. I can't imagine this world without you."

"You're such a dumbass." I laugh lightly, but my smile drops at the sight of of something hitting Caesar’s neck.

And before I realize what's happening, He is hyperventilating as he grasps his neck, eyes terrifyingly wide; if I dIdn't know better, I'd think he was choking himself.

I rip out the tiny needle from his neck in panic, but it doesn't stop him from gasping for air, drool trickling down his chin uncontrollably. His eyes start to roll back, but he seems to be trying to hold onto what's left of his conscious mind, "Caesar! Caesar, stay with me!" Sobbing, I begin to shake him violently, but it takes mere moments before he drops to the ground.

The sound of footsteps slowly approaching hammers realization into my terrified brain, "W-why?"

"Girl, he's not dead yet; he's temporarily paralyzed." Kate rolls her eyes, but a warning follows through gritted teeth, "We're making the killing easier for you, so don't make this any harder for us."

"He's not a monster..." I shake my head, desperately pleading for his life, "He doesn't even belong to a pack; he's harmless!"

"Take out your knife, (Y/N)." She warns while the rest of the hunters watch me expectantly.

I look down at Caesar, whose eyes barely held any life in them. No way is he getting up any time soon, and my left arm has already gone limp. We stood no chance. This is it; this is how we die. And it's all my fault.

More warnings follow, but my eyes spot a tall man hiding nearby; he was clearly watching the conflict unfold.

When our eyes met, he put his index finger to his lips, telling me to keep quiet, which I do. I was gonna die anyway; I have nothing to lose, listening to random forest man.

Smirking at my obedience, he gracefully spreads his hand open in the direction of the hunters.

Within a second, they all drop their weapons to clutch their head in their hands, blocking their ears like they couldn't stand a very loud sound. A loud sound you can't hear.

Eventually they all fall to the ground, hands still covering their ears. That's when the stranger decides to step out of his hiding spot.

He slowly makes his way towards me and Caesar. I don't know if it's the blood I've lost or the intense gaze of the man, but everything begins spinning before going completely black.

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"Did you hear me?! I said shoot him!" Kate screams.

Confusion consumes my every inch, "W-what?"

"Are you deaf?" She holds up her gun, aiming at my head. "Shoot him."

I slowly turn to look at where she motioned with a slight tilt of her chin. My shaky hands were clutching a gun aimed at a terrified Caesar on the ground. "Caesar?"

"Please, don't do this." Trembling, he shakes his head. "I love you. I would never hurt you; you know that." His teary eyes were hypnotizing; I couldn't look away for a reason I couldn't explain. I just stood still- and stared.

“I...I don’t understand...” I lower the gun I knew I didn’t even have on me before.

“Please, I’m begging you.” Caesar pleads.

I observe my surroundings in utter bewilderment. The number of hunters bacame overwhelmingly threatening; I didn’t know there were that many of them. So many faces I couldn’t recognize.

Before I could plan my next move, the sound of a gun shot rips through the air.

My head snaps towards Caesar. His fear-stricken, watery eyes stare back into mine lifelessly. 

My lips quiver, as I scan his body for the wound.

Till I found it where I didn’t expect to.

Hot, thick liquid trickles down my face, blurring my vision in the process. My fingers reach for my forehead, allowing me a chance at comprehending the situation. 

I’d been shot.

As if the realization was my cue, I watch everything spin out of focus till I completely lose consciousness.

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I gasp, immediately shooting out of bed, almost slamming my head against the stranger’s.

“Jeez, the potion sure is quick.” The man mumbles to himself.

“Potion?” I wipe my forehead, just to see a gooey, yellow substance dripping off my fingers. It was a dream?

“(Y/N)!” I find myself engulfed into a warm, tight embrace.

“Caesar.” I breathe out in relief, giving into the hug.

“Wait! The tracking device-” Before I could fully push away Caesar, the man speaks up.

“Already planted it on a rat; it’s gone forever.” He gives a smile I could only interpret as him being proud of his own intelligence.

“I don’t know how to thank you...How do I return the favor? Ask me for anything!” 

“It’s a bit funny for you to think I’d need anything from you.” Seemingly offended, the man rolls his eyes and sips his tea.

“He’s a bit...uh...timid?” Caesar whispers to me, hinting he’d already tried to thank the man while I was out of it.

“I already put a healing spell on your arm; there will be no scarring, but I’d rather you keep the bandages for a few more hours.” He glances down at my bandaged arm.

“Thank you...again.” I nod. “A healing spell though...are you a wizard?” My eyebrows furrow in confusion.

The stranger sighs. “Surely you can’t be that dense.”

“I think that’s a yes.” Caesar looks at me in slight uncertainty.

Another sigh. “Azusa Kuze, wizard from Hinomoto, nice to meet you. Anything else you wanna butt into?” He uses a slightly high pitched, cheery voice to ensure we understood he was mocking us.

“Uh, no, we’re good I think.” Caesar chuckles nervously, scratching the back of his head.

“Good.” He diverts his attention to the huge book on his wooden dining table.

“Um, well, I guess we’ll be going now, right, Caesar?” 

“Uh, yes. Thank you again, Mr. Hinomoto Wizard Azusa Kuze.” Caesar bows.

The wizard scowls but shakes his head dismissively “Yeah, um, you’re welcome.”

The second we step outside the small cottage, we both let out breaths we didn’t seem to know we were holding. 

“Well, that was a strange day.” I state.

“Yeah.” Caesar nods. “Wanna get some more ice cream?”

I grin, “You know it.”

[shall-we-imagine]

Imagines/One shots (WH):

Joel Crawford: Jealousy.

Joel Crawford: Confession.

Joel Crawford: Fate?

EliasxGlenn: Ice Breaker.

Klaus Goldstein: Not sick.

Klaus Goldstein: Drunk talks are sober thoughts.

Klaus Goldstein: Long day.

Klaus Goldstein: Professional flirt.

Klaus Goldstein: Fear is an illusion.

Klaus Goldstein: Loosen up. (1) (2)

Klaus Goldstein: Where flowers bloom.

Klaus Goldstein: The more you know. (Sequel to Fear is an illusion).

Klaus Goldstein: Mess me up.

Klaus Goldstein: And I’ll still love you. (Sequel to Mess me up).

Klaus Goldstein: Cookies and Sleep.

KlausxSigurd: Schedules and chamagne.

VincentxJoel: A knight to remember.

Yukiya Reizen: Hide and Seek.

Yukiya Reizen: Distractions.

Yukiya Reizen: A dare is a dare!

Vincent Knight: Lazy Day.

Vincent Knight: Hidden feelings.

EliasxLuca: Prank.

Elias and Luca (Platonic): Peace.

Elias and Joel (Platonic): Cuz in a sky full of stars, I think I see you.

Azusa Kuze: Not much of a catastrophe.

Azusa Kuze: Short temper.

Azusa Kuze: Talking to the moon.

Azusa Kuze: You’ve changed.

Serge Durandal: First encounter.

Serge Durandal: A losing battle.

Serge Durandal: Exceptions.

SergexAmelia: That's what friends are for!

Luca Orlem: Pupposal.

Luca Orlem: Witch one?

Luca Orlem (Two-shot): Entangle (1) (2)

Elias Goldstein: Never Forget.

Elias Goldstein: Weakness.

Elias Goldstein: Sacrifice is silent.

Sigurd Curtis: Patience.

Sigurd Curtis: Scaredy Cat.

Sigurd Curtis: Lovely.

Sigurd Curtis: Crime and Tea.

Alfonse Goldstein: Blood stain.

Alfonse Goldstein: Keep me close.

Zeus Brundle: Let’s Play.

Hiro Tachibana: Only decide for yourself.

Hiro Tachibana: Solution.

Leon: Wings of Comfort.

Goldstein brothers (nothing incest dw 😂): The odd one out.

Guy Brighton: Crazy hare; don’t care.

Caesar Raphael: Together we go.

Group: A liz in wonderland (1)