The way Rei reacts to Kazuki's misfortune here is so funny.
He looks a bit pained when Kazuki starts to brag about the amazing hamburger.
Then, Miri delivers a lethal blow:
And Rei lets out a little huff that is almost certainly a suppressed laugh:
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Chapter 37: the Sablier Arc part 3
Chapters: 35 || 36
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Trapped in a scene from his ancestor Jack Vessalius's memories, Oz finds himself face to face with Glen Baskerville, head of the Baskerville cult, Jack's best friend, and the fabled mastermind of the Tragedy of Sablier. as Jack speaks to Oz from inside their soul, saying that he hopes Oz can stop him, Glen turns to face him.
Glen speaks to Jack in the memory, saying that the Will of the Abyss is disturbing the order of the world and Abyss and causing Chains to act irregularly. The Core of the Abyss doesn't regonize the Will, and it shouldn't exist. Which is why, he says, the Baskervilles must own the Will of the Abyss and its power.
He approaches Oz, towering over him, and asks if Jack will betray him.
Meanwhile, back the edge of the crater....
Elliot and Leo are ambushed by the Baskervilles. But they aren't the only threat, as Elliot realizes they're also surrounded by mutated, zombified citizens of the city.
The Baskervilles tell them they can't allow them to go any further, or they'll interrupt the others up ahead, who've all been drawn to their individual memory fragments.
Inside her own memory world, Alice wanders through the grounds of a mansion, vaguely familiar to her. She finally spots the girl who looks like her, walking beside Jack Vessalius. The pair approach a grave, and Jack takes out the pocket watch that Oz carries now, and the familar tune plays.
Jack states that the song is called Lacie, and it matches the name on the tombstone.
In Oz's own memory world, Glen stands over him. He touches Oz's face, and announces his realization that this isn't Jack... As Oz trembles, too scared to move, Glen not only calls Oz by name, he speaks the exact words that the man who had cast him into Abyss 10 years before said to Oz:
Oz's echoing shout is the perfect distraction for Xerxes Break to make his appearance, saving Elliot and Leo. they leave the situation to Pandora's legendary swordsman and take off, which Break lauds as the correct move. he tells the Baskervilles he has a lot of questions for them...
Elliot and Leo race through the crater in search of Oz, only to find him in the center of a gruesome scene.
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How about a Metal Man?
Went a bit overboard with this one oops
I've drawn Metal a ton of times over the years, so I think I can draw him from memory pretty confidently! Though I will admit I wasn't quite so confident when it came to his colour scheme. I nearly gave him a green gem before realising it didn't look quite right.
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Prompt: hugging with height-difference
As you wrapped your arms around him, the height difference became even more apparent. He towered over you, his broad shoulders providing a comforting shelter as you rested your head against his chest. You closed your eyes, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your cheek. You let out a contented sigh, savoring the moment of intimacy with him. His arms enveloped you, drawing you closer, not planning on letting you go anytime soon. You leaned back slightly to look up at him, his eyes met yours with a warmth that made your heart flutter.
“What’s wrong?” He asked as he brushed a strand of hair away from your face, his touch gentle yet electrifying.
“Nothing,” you whispered, a small smile playing on your lips as you traced veins along his arm with your fingers.
His gaze softened, a flicker of concern in his eyes.
“You can tell me anything, you know that, right?” he said quietly, his voice a soothing balm to your worries.
"I'm just... overwhelmed," you confessed, your voice barely above a whisper.
"But being here with you like this, feels so... right."
His expression shifted to one of understanding, his thumb brushing gently against your cheek. Without a word, he leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to your forehead and he pulled you into another warm embrace.
You nestled into his embrace, feeling a sense of security wash over you,
“Can you keep holding me like this?”
He tightened his grip around you, a silent affirmation of his answer to your question.
“I didn’t plan on letting go.”
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