#forth and i didnt feel like climbing any more stairs.

[gardenlilgnome]

mmmmm im so exhausted.

[thehandwixard]

we lost when we started calling things that were bad mid. i would give raincode like a 6/10 being completely wholly objective as i can be but we're all so poisoned by 69% of a grade being F that anything below a 7/10 is a scathing blow. like yeah it is kind of a mid game but its also good and engaging hope this helps

the labyrinths? cool in concept but piggyback off the danganronpa trials a bit too much without keeping what made those riveting (time limits, fast pace, constant back and forth) and a FOURTH HANGMAN's GAMBIT and somehow its one of the better ones. drv3 probably had the most padded trials with how the minigames were and raincode feels like even more of that but with qtes. its a little rough.

story has some holes and like some weirdness but honestly any given mystery game can like. you know ghost trick the extremely lauded and well loved game ghost trick? its a great game! i had a problem with it where the story and events didnt have as big of a payoff as I was hoping there would be esp with the political intrigue. sometimes that just happens with games like this and its not good or bad its just a thing that happens.

and i dont want this to be a common dr era post abt how the characters are good but the game/larger story isnt as important cause in both cases yeah it is!! but the characters Are very compelling. i will say it before and i will say it again kodaka has an unrivalled ability to make any given character in his works a complete asshole in SOME way and its powerful. and he really doesnt mince words in what this game is about while keeping intrigue very alive. kodaka voice yeah hypothetically if human clones were real they would have souls. you idiot. you child. we're talking about something else now

like a 66/100 in pure total craft. above average and striving to be something really incredible, not really *failing* at that so much as it's basically decked out in a lavish bespoke ballgown that means it kind of has trouble climbing the stairs much faster than a speedwalk. has to do the thing where you kick out your legs as you walk up the stairs so you dont trip, and it definitely doesnt trip, but doesnt have the motions down yet either. and the groom waiting at the top of the aisle? makoto kagutsuchi

[dimension-after-dark]

Belphagor and his regrets

This could be considered a sequel to my other drabble

It has all of the same warnings which I will list here once more as a precaution.

Tw: Graphic Hanahaki, flowers growing from the body, and major character death.

Belphagor was having trouble sleeping strangely enough, his chest was hurting. It wasnt like anything hed ever felt but he wasnt too worried, he is a powerful demon lord after all. But that didn't help the fact that he couldn't sleep nor did it stop the pain.

He was starting to wonder if he should try to find the exchange student, they made it much easier to sleep. As he lay there thinking about the exchange student and just how good they were at cuddling, his chest started hurting more.

He started to cough and cough, a small petal tinged with his blood can out of his mouth. It was white and he didnt recognise the flower it came from. He hadnt ate anything with flowers in it nor were there white flowers in the garden that he could have ended up breathing in his sleep.

Just as Belphie threw away the petal Beel walked in, he was worried since he felt belphies pain through their bond. "Belphie?"

"I'm ok Beel, just coughed a bit."

"I smell your blood so don't lie to me belphie."

"I coughed up a flower petal, other than that Im fine."

"Thats bad Belphie, we should ask Lucifer about it."

"No I will not ask him anything! If you want me to ask someone I will ask Satan, he has a lot of books anyways. I can just say I thought I heard someone talking about it." Beel acquiesces because he trusts his brother to take care of himself, he should not have but he did.

After a bit longer of trying and failing to fall asleep belphie got up and went to Satan's room. After knocking on the door, "Come in, unless your Lucifer."

"I couldnt be further from that asshole, I just had a question is all." He says as he walks into his simultaneously older and younger brothers room.

Satan is standing in the middle of a large pile of books looking for one of them, "What is your question? Im looking for a volume of curses to use on Lucifer."

"Have you ever heard of coughing up flower petals?"

"Why? What do you mean by coughing up flowers? The only thing that comes to mind would be the hanahaki disease but that only happens to someone suffering from unrequited love."

"That sounds stupid, how do you cure it? It cant be that hard right, it sounds like something from one of Levis animes."

"Its very real and there are two ways to cure it, a confession with the feelings requited or a surgery removing the feelings. The surgery usually removes all feelings and sometimes even memories of the person in question, that is of course if it doesnt kill you."

"Thanks Satan, I'll leave you too it here. I need a nap."

"You should know that the sooner you get the surgery the better, also confessing is always the better option."

"I don't love anyone like that Satan, you mean romantic love don't you?"

"The most common cases are romantic but platonic and familial are also possibilities, albiet much more rare and often harder to cure."

"Well I'm off too nap now, I don't feel any unrequited love so stop worrying about it." And with that Belphie leaves a worried Satan in his room.

" I don't love anyone new do I?" The only person to come to his mind was the exchange student but he couldnt love them, he killed them after all.

But that didnt stop the coughing fit that started as the random though of kissing them popped into his head. Another petal white as his wings used to be, covered in his blood a dark color next to the pure white.

There were more petals coming out and so Belphagor retreated to the attic for privacy as he thought about his feelings. He knew a confession would probably end in him being rejected, who could love their murderer after all?

Laying the attic bed bloody lips and petals all around him he heard someone climbing the stairs. It was the exchange student, based on the footsteps and the fact that he could hear them calling his name as they climbed the stairs.

The petals were hidden before the human could make it up and Belphie knew what they were now. Crocus one of the first flowers of springtime, the humans decided that it meant a lot of things but it amounted to general positivity and happiness. Just like what being around the exchange student made him feel like, too bad he knew they wouldn't be able to love him back.

"Hey Belphie, I heard you didn't feel too good. Do you want to cuddle?" Always so kind, before it had been their downfall. The reason that they died, yet they won't even avoid their murderer like a wise person would have.

"Belphie can you hear me?" Right they are here and waiting for him to respond.

"No I don't feel like cuddling right now, don't worry about me ok?" They dont look convinced at all, but they get called away by Mammon anyways.

The coughs he had been holding in were coming at full force now, more and more petals were covered in more and more blood too. The handfuls of petals quickly turned to full flowers and he felt the bits of stems in his chest starting to grow out of his body. It hurt but his throat was too raw to scream.

Beel ran in and screamed in the pain Belphie was feeling, the stems burst forth from his torso with a spray of blood. The crocuses in his torso began to bloom as well, Beel had started crying at some point.

It hurt and Belphie couldn't do anything about it at this point, he was dying. He knew Beel could feel all of the pain but he couldn't stop and he couldn't confess because he couldn't talk anymore.

As he breathed his last breath Beel right at his side the flowers covering his entire torso and starting to grow out of his eyes. When the exchange student got a frantic call from beel about belphie being dead and it being hanahaki, they rushed back.

"Belphie you idiot I did like you, why didnt you say that you liked me? Why did you have to die like this?" Then they began to cough as well, striped anemones meaning hopeless love.

[kaazzzyy]

Kengan Omega One shot series : Introduction

Hi, everyone ! 

Sooo, I thought about writing some Kengan Omega stuff and finally came with an idea : making connected one shots with a female reader as she interacts with Kengan’s characters. All one-shots will be posted according into chronogical order and occurs during Omega. I hope you will enjoy them !

(Reader’s name is not defined so you can call her by any name you like. However, her gender and appearence are fixed by myself ! )

Nervousness and anxiety. And maybe a little bit of determination...

That's all what's running through her at this very moment.

Her tiny form is standing in front of the not-so-impresive building she was searching for : The Yamashita Trading Co. Her watering eyes looked down to the paper in her shaking hand.

'There is no mistake... That's the right adress. C-come on (Y/n), the first step is the hardest !', she tought, trying to store some courage before coming in.

Her stress rate made a sudden jump the moment she pushed the door open. nobody was here. She let out a sigh of relief. She examined her surrounding quickly to finally head for the only interesting thing in the ground floor : the stairs.

'Okay... He must be upstairs... Let's go... !'

Climbing the stairs, she immediatly noticed something. Her hands weren't the only things shaking now; her legs started to give her up too. She mentally cursed herself for being such a nervous mess. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the fading sound of voices coming from upstairs. She stopped for a second, then resumed in making her way upstairs. She was sweating so much, she felt like she was climbing a mountain actually .

She is now standing just before the door where the voices are coming from. She reajusted her red tie, the collar of her white shirt covered by her black three piece suit, to finally tighten the red hair elastic holding up her high ponytail. Then, she knocked on the door.

The voices suddenly stopped. She swallowed. Hard.

She opened the door, nevertheless. Way slower than she would have wanted to.

Three pairs of curious and surprised eyes were instantly on her. She made her best to introduce herself without stuttering.

"H-hi ! I'm (Y/n) (L/n) ! I was told to come and see Mister Yamashita today. Is he here ?"

She failed.

A short uncomfortable silence followed before the second woman in the room spoke up, very politely.

"(Y/n) (L/n) ? He told me about you coming. Mister Yamashita isn't here for the moment. He had an urgent meeting, sorry."

'Hum... Maybe it's my chance to come later so I won't have to stand before so much people but Mister Yamashita...'

(Y/n) tried to ignore the two males looking at her and only focused her attention to the blonde woman.

"Owh, I see ! Hum... So... I will come again later then ? Is it okay ?", she nervously smiled. - "From what he said me you want to join the Kengan Association as a new CEO. I just started telling these young men everything about the Kengan Association and the way it works. Are you interested in joining us in ?", proposed the woman as she reajusted her glasses.

The proposal surprised her but she managed to answer quickly, thanks to her nervousness.

"Y-yeah ! Of course ! Thanks for having me.", she thanked as she closed the door and searched for a chair to sit on. They were no chairs in the room, exept from the ones where the two guys are sitting. Hopefully, she noticed a couch beside the blonde one and took a sit. She did her best to not die from embarassment when she caught the blondie looking at her from aside. She acted like she didnt notice and looked down at her sweating hands.

She finally looked up when the woman started speaking again.

"I'm Akiyama Kaede, Yamashita Trading Co.'s secretary. And these two are Narushima Koga, an apprentice fighter and Gaoh Ryuki, an official fighter. They are both new to the association."

(Y/n) looked at both males and nodded at them with a nervous smile.

"N-Nice to meet you both...!"

Koga nodded at her back while Ryuki answered her, indifferent. "Nice to meet you."

'What a warm welcome...', she tought ironically.

Kaede resumed her speech about the Kengan Association. (Y/n) (L/n) knew some of the things said but she also learned a lot about it. Then came the most interesting part for her : the one about fights and fighters.

'I see... So all the fighters must have been registered with Yamashita Trading Co. to be able to fight in Kengan matches...', she thought deeply, almost not noticing the two other males entering the room suddenly. They greeted Kaede in a very friendly and warm way which made Koga obviously angry as (Y/n) conclued they must have known each other for a long time.

"Allow me to introduce you Himuro Ryo and Kaneda Suekichi. They are both active fighters." - "Pleased to meet you. My name is Kaneda, as she just said.", repeated the closed-eyed smile guy, happily. - "Himuro as a perfect 21 win record in the Kengan matches, and Kaneda is a veteran with 12 matches under his belt."

(Y/n) was looking at them in owe, then focusing on Kaneda. 'So that's how active fighters look like... That one seems pretty fragile tought...'

"Kaede, do you mind if I start now ?", asked Himuro. - "Of course ! Go right ahead !" - "So, like Kaede just said we are both fighters. We are employed by Ginokuniya Bookstore.", he started before turning his attention on Ryuki and smiled, "So, Gaoh, was it ? We saw your match yesterday. You beat Kokuro in your debut match... That's pretty impressive." - "Tch. Condescending ass.", commented Koga.

(Y/n)'s eyes widened as she saw Koga being punched hardly in the face by the white-haired man. She didnt even have the time to process what happened that Ryuki kicked his desk and then threw his chair at him. Himuro dodged the desk, deflected the chair with his arm and finally blocked Ryuki upcoming attack with one hand as his other one was under the boy's chin, menacingly.

"Wait, for real ? He adapted to "that move's blind spot"...!", exclaimed Koga, dumbfounded.

'What is he talking about ? I couldn't see anything ! That was happening so fast !', the girl thought, breathless. If only she knew that Himuro's next question would have made her even more shaken up. She wasn't prepared for what was coming next.

"What did you move to kill Kokuro after the match was over ?", asked Himuro angrily, "Choose your words carefully, 'cause I can still kill you from this distance."

'K-KILL ?!', yelled (Y/n) in her head as she suddenly stood up in surprise.

"You are right, I would have ended up killing Kokuro if Mister Yamashita hadn't stopped me. I just forgot that it was just a "match"... I've only fought in fights to death up until now.", explained Ryuki like it was nothing.

Koga and (Y/n) let escape a sound of surprise as Ryuki continued, "But if you can't kill people in Kengan matches, then I will follow that rule."

Himuro thought for a second before letting go of Ryuki. "It seems like you are not lying."

He then sat down as he explained the reason he was here. Apparently Yamashita asked him and Kaneda to be in charge of their "education". (Y/n) managed to calm down a bit since.

"From this day forth, I'm going to be your mentor. I'm going to make you two into first-rate fighters." - "No, I'm good.", instantly refused Ryuki which made everyone sweatdrop while (Y/n) cracked a smile. The way he said that was way too funny for her.

Now that the situation finally calmed down, Kaneda proposed to Koga to follow him while Himuro did the same with Ryuki. Koga seemed distrusful at first but accepted anyway. On the other hand, Ryuki just walked after Himuro silently.

(Y/n) was now left alone with Kaede. Being alone with her made her way less nervous than she was earlier so she dared to spoke up for once.

"It was the first time I faced such a situation. I think I will have to work about that.", she joked with a small giggle.

Kaede smiled at her. "Indeed ! But don't worry, it's usually way calmer around here." - "I hope so !", she laughed before continuing, "So, do you have any idea when Mister Yamashita will be back ?" - "I have no idea for the moment, i'm sorry. Maybe you can give me your number so I can tell you when he's avaible." - "Oh yeah ! Here's my number..."

Kaede wrote the girl's number on a piece of paper before thanking her and apologizing for the CEO's absence.

"It's okay, don't worry ! He's a CEO so he must be very busy, I can understand that.", she smiled brightly before walking up to the door, "Thanks for all the informations you gave us earlier, it was very interesting. I hope I will get to see you soon. Have a nice day !"

(Y/n) waved at Kaede before going out of the room and closing the door behind her.

'She seems to be a kind and lovely girl.', thought Kaede with a eye-closed smile, 'I wonder what kind of CEO she will become...'

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The next day, (Y/n) received a message from Kaede. She will be able to see Yamashita today at the office. She smiled in front of her phone as she just woke up. She got dressed and took her breakfast before stepping outside with a helmet on. She climbed on her motorcycle and drove towards her next destination.

She lived pretty near from Yamashita Trading Co.'s building but she always enjoyed riding her bike, even for the shortest trip. She arrived soon at the previous day's adress. She parked her bike, put off her helmet, and headed for the first floor just like yesterday.

She was wearing the same outfit as before. She didn't really like dressing formally but she wanted to make a good first impression on people. Besides, it made her looking more professional and credible, some assets she really lacked because of her shyness and her ability to get nervous very easily around people she doesn't know.

"Good morning Mister Yamashita, Miss Akiyama !", greeted (Y/n), entousiastly. She was surprisingly feeling at ease around them already. She met Yamashita briefly once some weeks ago and immediatly noticed how comfortable the atmosphere around him is. He's just so kind, respectul, not intimidating at all... at least for her.

Yamashita's face brighten up at her entrance. "Here you are Miss (L/n) ! I'm sorry for yesterday ! I had a very important meeting and all..." - "No need to apologize, Mister Yamashita !", she reassured with a smile, seeing the man before her getting obviously nervous and embarassed, "It happens ! Besides, Miss Akiyama already told me a lot yesterday and I could even have the chance to meet some active fighters." - "Yeah, that's a unique chance !", he laughed, "I planned to take you to see a real Kengan match soon anyway, so that you can witness how it looks like." - "Really ? That's so nice of you, thanks !"

(Y/n) was now as excited as ever. She didn't know why, but seeing a real Kengan fight is something she was waiting for with impatience.

"But I also have a bad news for you...", continued Yamashita, now a mix of sadness and seriousness on his face.

(Y/n) looked straight at him, growing more and more nervous by the second. "What is it...?"

"You wanted to integrate the Kengan Association as fast as possible as a new CEO, but that won't be possible right now." - "W-why ?", she brutaly asked, unable to prevent her sudden anger to take the upper hand on her usual kind and smiling self. Yamashita reajusted his glasses, "The Association is encountering some serious problems at the moment. However,I will gladly hire you as a new secretary so you can see by yourself how the association works !"

Yamashita smiled silently at her, waiting for her answer. (Y/n) thought for a short time before nodding slowly. "It's with a huge pleasure that I accept your proposition !"

'Anything is better than being in stanby for a non-determined lenght. Besides, being right on the field is a perfect opportunity to learn. Let's do that, yeah. I wonder what are these "problem" he is talking about, tought...'

"So, when will I be starting ?", finally asked the girl, curiously. - "Right now ! If it doesn't bother you, of course ! All this wasn't planned after all." Yamashita scratched the back of his head in embarassment. - "No, I don't mind at all ! I had nothing planned today anyway..."

Yamashita laughed happily as he gave Akiyama some instructions about (Y/n)'s new role in the Yamashita Trading Co. The beautiful woman only nodded silently before looking at the girl.

"Come here, I will show you some data about the fighters and how it works.", offered Akiyama as she sat in front of her computer.

(Y/n) instantly nodded and took a sit next to the blonde secretary and listened carefully to everyword she said.

Yamashita looked at the two females with a slight smile on his face, his expression softening. Having suddenly a few more new people around him made him happy for some reason. Maybe he was starting to feel lonely somehow ? 

Even him didn't know.

[verifiefangirl]

You need sleep

Prompt: You need sleep: Elriel

Elain never really went to parties, but her sisters had convinced her every person in college had to experience at least one in their life, that’s how everything started. It was a chilly Saturday night and against her better judgement she decided to wear a dress.

Walking in the frat house there was already several groups milling out in the lawn, throwing footballs back and forth, people playing beer pong and in the corner, the smokers. Inside the scene was much more eclectic. There were so many bodies packed in, people dancing on tables, on the floor, hollering at one another, couples making out in the corner.

She nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, before encircling her arms around her waist in a reassuring gesture. Her eyes trying to acclimatise to it all. Her sisters really did try on their part to help her have fun but she was feeling a little bit out of place. She didn’t even know how Feyre had convinced Nesta to come, it wasn’t like this was her scene either but she seemed to be having a good time for the most part.

Cassian and her were busy chatting in the corner…or more so arguing. Nesta’s eyes were blazing. Feyre was casually leaning against Rhys, his arm draped lazily across her shoulder. Her partner in crime, Azriel, was nowhere to be seen and she didn’t understand why that sent a pang of disappointment shooting through her stomach.

The music was reverberating through the whole house, the floors thumping. She motioned to her sisters that she was going to find a drink. They looked at her worriedly at her, bodies tensing and she knew both of them were planning to escort her there and back to the group but she shot them a reassuring smile. Just because she wasn’t having a good time didn’t, they shouldn’t too.

She was trying to find a non-alcoholic beverage but she found it was pointless and shot back some cheap tasting fruity drink, her eyes scanning the crowd almost as if she was looking for something or perhaps someone. Many people took this as invitation to approach her, especially guys who tried to flirt and hit on her. She knocked back some more drinks to get through it all. The more she drank, the gigglier she got and found herself enjoying herself. She had this inexplicable urge to pee and detangled herself from crowd of suitors, telling them she’d be right back.

The room was spinning with different colours and sounds. Her head felt like it was filled with cotton but she couldn’t find a care in the world as she climbed the stairs to the second story. There was multiple door in the hallway and she wished she hadn’t opened half of them. Many…actually almost all were filled with naked people doing some not so PG things.

“Elain?” A familiar face asked her. She knew him but she couldn’t place his name. She shot him a smile and he smirked in her direction, crowding her space all of her sudden. Oh… that’s right his name was Eric and he was in her geography class.

“Hi, Eric.” She practically slurred out. She hadn’t even realised she was being cornered until her back hit the wall and his arm went near her head.

“How are you?” His breath fanned her face and smelt like beer; his eyes were glazed over.

“Mm, I’m feeling dandy.” She retorted cheerily, a lopsided smile plastering her face.

“Yeah?” and she nodded enthusiastically, practically looking like some deranged bobble head. His gazed drifted to her mouth.

“I know something that will make you feel even more better.” She practically exploded with excitement at that but was quickly halted as his hand drifted down her side and over her back. She tensed and tried to wriggle away as his head started lowering.

“Everything okay?” A deep, chocolately voice asked from behind them. The familiar sound of it made her toes curl in delight. She peered over Eric’s shoulder and was met with Azriel’s quizzical gaze, hesitation was plastered all over his features

Seeing one of the star Illyrian, hockey player, looming over Eric’s figure made him flinch and back off. He backed away slowly, palms up in the air as he practically scuttled back down the stairs, Azriel’s piercing gaze following him the whole time until he disappeared.

It gave Elain enough time to scan him appreciatively. Dressed in black jeans, boots and black sweater he was the personification of intimidating. Sober Elain was respectful and polite but drunk Elain had no inhibitions.She flung herself at Azriel and clung to his side like a koala.

“You’re here.” She gasped with wonderment. He let out a small sound of surprise as his whole body tensed, his cheeks tinged with a faint pink.

He looked at her seriously, his stare making her tummy flip flop and melt inside. Man was he always this sexy? She thought to herself.

“Was that guy bothering you, Elle?” She shook her head barely registering what was coming out of his mouth to fixated on them in itself, the fullness of them, how soft they looked. She hadn’t even realised she had licked her own.

Azriels brows pulled down into a frown as Elains arms remained attached around him as he was supporting half her weight.

“How much have you had to drink?” He asked. She let out another giggle unwittingly.

“A lot.” She said like it was the best news in the world, grinning from ear to ear. She heard him let out a groan, the sound making the hairs on her arm rise, she was practically shooting him bedroom eyes now. He let out a curse word slip from under his breath. Cursing wasn’t something he did a lot of.

“Alright I’m calling it a night for you Miss Archeron.” He teased. She tried not be one of those girls and pout but she couldn’t help it.

“Where are we going?” She asked as he helped her down the stairs.

“Bed.” He stated like it was the most obvious answer in the world. She perked up again and clutched a fistful of his sweater, stopping and peering up into his face.

“I thought you’d never ask.” Her voice was full of want, her gaze scorching him to the spot. He looked like he was fighting some internal battle with himself before gently eased his fingers over hers, prying them from his shirt.

“I meant your bed.” He told her, his gaze searching while her remained fixed and resolute.

“Even better.” She retorted, her lips quirking up. He swore again and whipped his phone from his back pocket as it rang relentlessly. He flicked a quick text to someone before turning his attention back to her.

“Cmon.” He said as he helped her along once more. Her whole body was buzzing with energy. A lot of people greeted him as he passed nodding their head in his direction, fistbumping some tried to engage in conversation but it seemed Azriel had one task and one task only on his mind and that was to get Elain home, safely.

They stepped out into the frigid air and Elain let out a sound of displeasure and she practically huddled into Azriels warmth. He removed his sweater, the movement causing his hair to stick up adorably as he handed it to her.

“Here.” He tutted as he noticed her lack of attire, not approving of the dress she wore apparently in the middle of winter.

“What’s the point? We are going to be naked in a couple minutes anyway.” Her thoughts unfiltered but she shrugged it on anyway. He let out a strangled sound and his head ducked with embarrassment.

“Elain, you’re drunk and you need sleep.” He said exasperatedly. She tried to shove him with frustration but he didn’t budge.

“So what? You’re still all that runs through my mind. All that I’ve ever wanted and need.”

His face turned uncharacteristically soft as he laced his fingers through hers and peered into her eyes.

“Elain, you’re amazing, kind and beautiful but you’re also not thinking straight.” This only made her body burn with anger even more and she tried to shove him again only to stumble and have Azriels arms catch her around her waist. He scooped her up and she didnt even know when it was she had started crying. Soft sobs got muffled in his chest as her sweater paws swiped at her face. He looked utterly heartbroken at her tears. She knew he hated whenever she was upset, especially if he was the reason she was upset.

The trek to her place was silent and filled with sniffles. He fished the keys out from her purse and swung the door open. Her room was in disarray from trying to find something to wear tonight but he didn’t seem fazed as he placed her on her bed gently.

Elains head was already pounding and she probably wouldn’t be attending another party anytime soon. She felt Azriels hands on her feet undoing her shoes and the soft thump of them hitting the floor. She didn’t even have the energy to fight with him even if she wanted to, every part of her felt heavy.

She heard his feet pad around her room before he returned with a glass of water and pills. She tried to protest, wanting to nap already but he jostled her gently until she had no choice. He supported her head gently while she sipped the cool liquid before easing her back down. Her eyes fluttered shut immediately, too heavy to hold open any longer.

“You’re going to regret everything in the morning, Elle.” He said despondently and she felt a chilly cloth being smoothed over her face and eyes. He was removing her make up. She wanted to tell him she meant everything she said and more but her mouth was locked and her head was spinning.

“Sweet dreams.” He whispered before his lips brushed over her forehead and he pulled the blanket over her body.

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[oswednesday]

okay let me try and remember all my dreams like they were wild and i could feel like my memory trying to keep up like the first dream i DIED and was being like taken apart as i traveled through the energy stream and a demon collected my aparts and brought me to hell which it was like with rocky hellscape with a lot of Trendy looking shops and homes were above over shops and like there was probs more to it but the demon left me in the care of like this mixologist it was like a bar+coffee shop and he was explaining to me like everyone in hell is a demon like you’re either born a demon or become one in hell but it had been a really long time since a demon had gathered a soul and brought it down specifically to demonize like the bar keep dude was a born demon and he was teaching me the ropes like i lived in my own space above the bar so there must have been floors

then i dreamt like a totally different thing it was like christmas and it was like a shared half way house kinda thing and a really trashy dude we disembered and then had to go on the run and we had gathered all our stuff it wasnt a lot and set out in the winter and found like a fall out shelter little did we know (cause we didnt have a tv or anything) america was getting nuke’d christmas day and we had secured protective shelter with like pre stocked food suppilies without even realizing it

then i had a dream i was living in one of the prettiest houses imo in one of the cities i use to live in they had this amazing garden anyway i went out and someone i knew in the dream needed help moving and my dream was very confused how packing stuff would work but we got it packed and went on the way and this person was a witch but it was kind of a chill dream

then i had a weird like simpson dream that also involved clifford the big red dog and both marge and that neighborlady got a divorce and worked together in an office and marge was bad at making friends and her neighbor had turned to witch craft and was like not sad about the divorce (she needed to talk and was just like avoiding it pushing that down but wasnt sad like marge was) and marge kept like hey lets talk but the other lady would be like at womans rougby practise

THEN i dreamt i was like a highschool student of The Future and it was my first day and they had like all these beauty things like you had to look Right and think right(TM) like the school lobby had stairs that you had to leap up for and climb to the school part that werent as nicely lit as the lobby and everything was all white tile brightly lit like an electronic store meets a spa it had this long counter where you had to go to, to get like the daily briefing on where you needed adjustment and it was my first day so i was filling out this form and one part was like what do you look like in your dreams and i was just like, idk i dont dream about myself (which was WILD cause it wasnt me in the dream like it was me but not me at all?) so i distracted the counter worker and went up the stairs getting lost in the crowd before she could realize and i was there before i could be late and it was like a standard school class room like think really cliche america like first grade or kindergarden (but with those old fashioned desks that flip the lids open only the lids were like this deep purple glass and hummed like visually like some kind of futuristic gem stone lazer cut smoothed out and set as our desks) and like the rest of the aesthetic like the futureistic white and blue but with much chiller lighting and it had been the teacher to put these more personal touches up to make it feel more welcoming and it turned out in my dream i was like a math genius even tho i had never gone to school before so it suprised me as well and we went back and forth like matilida style i guess solving larger and larger equations until the lunch bell rang and here my mind??? was actively trying to think of a scifi thing to do like there was like??? mental chatter but ?? not mine??? being like oh it should be a gong not a bell-no no it should be screams, so thats what it ended but being like a lunch wail and there were like no tables, it was just a room filled with vending machines and snacks like on almost every wall space and the explaination was the school district got rid of tables to make room for vending machines and there was like a teacher watching up like standing in the middle while we made purchases (i guess evualating our purchasing) and i had to like manifest money like i didnt have any and i was fake pushing in the money actively thinking i have money its a dream and my dream was like you need to try harder than that, in one of the same voices from the school bells so i did until i got it and i got snacks and there was? a young boy on the floor that was the principals kid and it seemed so out of place, i noticed that the vending machine i went to was in the far back and like the least well kept and there were like cardboard boxes being emptied out still of like foam cups and this area was like outside of the teachers view

i gave the boy one of the bag of chips and went to go eat, the boy started to choke and was like dying and the prinicpal had gotten like medi people to help like push the food out of his throat but it was too late

OR WAS IT, cause just as that was happening the woman i helped move in the previous dream came and was like ill help you get your son and she went in and the boy was playing with these two demons who were once like those featureless wooden dolls but gradually gained features and both became like those fancy porcelain jesters and had the voices of the two from the people who were decided on the bells from earlier and like they burst out of the boy using his spirit and the witches spirit and they were like massive creatures but they were having a fight over their plans the moment they took form and the woman demon ran the guy demon through with her sword like, and it brought the whole dream back to that hellscape from earlier and people were like running and screaming but there wasnt like anywhere to go back to so they just scattered into hell and i was kinda front row seats for the demons the whole time like i felt pretty responsible since i had given the boy the chips in the first place and the guy demon with the sword still in his chest was like This One and grabbed my arm and i woke up before anything else happened!

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Marinette's Diary (2)

At school today, Adrien was acting weird. He seemed more sullen than usual. And kept to himself when he could. So NOT like Adrien! I wonder if something is wrong? Maybe something is up with his dad? I wanted to ask him, but he wouldnt look at me all day! Everyone noticed, but nobody seemed willing to talk to him about it. Even Chloe was more reserved towards him.

Tomorrow, i swear im going to ask him whats the matter, if he isnt in a better mood!

I was sitting at my computer talking to Tikki and doing my homework, when i heard a 'thud' come from above me.

"What in the world..." I started to say out loud, when all of the sudden Tikki gasped and quickly zoomed out of sight. I looked back at the window in time to see Chat Noirs face pressed up against it with a sombre expression on his face. He motioned to me if he could come in. I bit the corner of my lip and debated with myself. Finally, i got up from my chair and went up to unlock the window.

I stuck my head out, "What are you doing here?" I asked him. "Its late."

Crouching in front of me, he scratched the back of his neck, looking embarrassed. "You werent outside tonight. But i had to talk to you." He looked shy, and then asked, "can i come in? Or would you rather come out?"

I thought for a moment, and finally, "come on in. Its a bit chilly tonight."

I dropped back inside, and waited for him to drop down next to me, before closing the window back up.

Kneeling on my bed, i felt awkward, so i climbed down the stairs to be in the main part of my room. He followed. It made me feel better, the two of us not being on my bed anymore!

I sat down in my desk chair and pulled my knees up to my chest. Wrapping my arms around my legs, i rested my chin on my knees and watched Chat roam my room. He seemed nervous.

Chat would fold and unfold his arms. Scratch the back of his neck. Close his eyes and take deep breaths. He would look at me, then quickly glance away. What could be going through his head to make him this way? Had my confession made him like THIS?! Should i say something?

In the end i said nothing. Did nothing. I just sat there and waited until he was ready.

Finally, he looked at me, i mean really looked, and didnt turn away.

"I have been thinking about this alot," he bagan quietly at first, and slowly grew more confident, "and the more i think about it, the more i think its the right thing to do."

He coughed, rubbed his chest just above his heart, and actually looked shy!

"Are you going to say anything??" He demanded? "Or just sit there?"

I stared at him a few seconds, unblinking. "I didnt want to throw you off. You seemed quiet nervous."

"Ha ha, ya, I guess." He agreed awkwardly. He rubbed the back of his neck again, then continued, "I believe the best thing right now, to explain everything, I need to tell you who i am. Really."

"What?!?!" I jumped up so fast from my chair, it went skidding and hit the wall. Wide eyed, i needed to know, "why on earth would you do that!? Its a secret identity for a reason! What would happen if the wrong person found out? It could be used against you! Your family! Your friends! Why would you take that risk?!"

I'll admit, i was getting a bit frantic. And while im being honest with myself, i would feel HORRIBLE if he told me and i didnt confide in him about ladybug.

He put his hands out towards me "whoa whoa, calm down Marinette!" He tried to put his hands on my shoulders, but i wasnt having any of that. I was too worked up!

"This is the most wreckless thing you have ever suggested!!" Im pretty sure i was almost yelling. I needed to calm myself before my parents came looking.

I took a few breaths, and tried to think soothing thoughts.

"Why is this getting you so worked up?" Chat asked me, staring at me like I had grown another head. "I thought you would be happy. That i could explain why."

I rubbed my face with both hands, and pushed it up into my hair in frustration, pacing back and forth.

"And i wasnt going to tell anyone but you and Ladybug."

I stopped immediately, and felt shame, embarrassment, and dread fill my face, all at once. Did he know? How could he??! How could i live with myself not telling him if he tells BOTH of me?! God, how had this gotten so screwed up!

I finally stopped pacing, and leaned up against my desk, one arm crossed on front of my chest, the other hand covering my face, trying to hide some of my blush!

A couple of deep breaths later, I managed to put both of my hands down at my sides and grip the edge of the desk.

I closed my eyes tight, and said dejectedly "Tikki, Spots on."

I kept my eyes closed, so i couldnt see Chats face. I could feel myself changing, and knew he was staring at me. I finally opened my eyes to see Chat staring at me in wide eyed shock.

I gave a weak smile, as i looked at him. "Hi kitty."

He said nothing for what seemed AGES, not moving, like a computer that had frozen.

"Oh come on," i eventually said, getting a bit annoyed, "its not THAT big a stretch is it?!"

I must have jogged him out of his stupor, bc he finally blinked rapidly, "Marinette... My Lady... Your..."

"Ya...i am." I smirked just a bit. It was kinda funny i could make him this way. But still. How long does it really take to absorb ?!

"This is...GREAT!" he finally exclaimed.

That surprised me! "What?! That is not what i expected..." Why did he seem so happy all of the sudden?!

"Plagg, claws off." As he changed back in front of me, i imagine i looked as shocked as he when I transformed in front of him!

"Marinette?"

I could hear him, i was looking right at him, but i couldnt believe i was seeing him! Adrien?! No! No? Oh no!! God, the things i had TOLD him!

I slowly changed from shocked to mortified. This was a bad idea! Definately a bad idea!

"Ohmygod!" I exclaimed in one breath. "Ohmygod," i repeated. Why couldnt i say something else?! Why wasnt my brain working right? "Oh my God!" At least it wasnt one word this time.

When i really looked at Adrien, he was looking sheepish, rubbing the back of his neck. "Believe Me, i was just as shocked as you!" He told me.

"Oh my god, the things i told you! About you!!" I tried to cover my beet red face with my hands. "This is so embarrassing!"

Adrien took both of my hands in his and moved them away from my face, and just smiled at me. "And imagine all of the crazy things i have said and done to try and get Ladybug to like me."

I suppose he had a point there. And all the time I had rejected him! Because i doubted his feelings.

"I guess we are both a bit embarrassed right now, huh." I said. "Spots off." I wanted to be me, not Ladybug, when we had this talk. Tikki ran off to give us some privacy, probably with Adriens Quami.

Oh, to be looked at by Adrien as Me, finally, and i didnt know how to begin.

Slowly, Adrien pulled me in for a hug. I stiffened up with surprise, but quickly loosened and hugged him back, as tight as i could! He started to talk in my ear, "you have no idea how conflicted i was the other night. I have loved Ladybug since the first day i met her, and then here was you, making me love you just as much as her! I didnt know what to do! What to say. How to act."

His admission was extremely comforting. To know he didnt love me just because i was Ladybug. But that he loved Marinette too.

He ran his hand over my hair, and just smiled at me warmly. " its nice to know there isnt a conflict anymore."

I was so happy, I couldnt help but tear up a little.

"Whats this?" He asked, brushing the tears off my cheek.

"Im just happy," I said with a watery smile. I couldnt help myself, and pulled him back in close for another hug. "I dont ever want to let you go." I whispered to him.

I felt a chuckle in my ear, and then "thats good to hear, because i will never let you go."