#skater captor

[tenaciousabodement]

H3LL0? H3333LL0?

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[badlydrawnlatula]

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[incorrect-hs-quotes]

Latula: boy your 1ncoh3r3nt typ1ng styl3 4nd str4ng3 offputt1ng n4tur3 h4s 3ntr4nc3d 4nd 3nr4ptur3d my v3ry b31ng

[tyranitarkisser]

Nurse Mituna?! Do you trust her....

[landofanimes]

CLAMP Exhibition (2024)

July 3 - September 23, 2024 in Tokyo

The biggest CLAMP exhibition to date, the event showcases the original artwork from 23 works made by the group of four women, from RG Veda to Card Captor Sakura: Clear Card (technically 22 but they're counting Legal Drug and Drug and Drop separetely).

Over the years CLAMP has published a variety of manga, including those for boys (shounen), girls (shoujo) and young men (seinen), depending on the magazine they were published. Appealing to readers of all ages, genders and countries, their work continues to captivate.

The exhibition will feature a total of 800 original manuscripts (200 in color, 600 black and white), divided in 7 areas: Color, Love, Adventure, Magic, Phrase, plus Imagination and Dream.

C for COLOR. CLAMP colors the world.

Displaying a total of 200 original colored pieces from all 23 works (100 for each half of the exhibition).

This area showcases the variety of artstyles, techniques and tools CLAMP used over the years on their different manga. Includes pieces with colored ink, Copic markers, acrylic gouache, pastels, and digital art.

Even when publishing 2 different works at the same time the group likes to vary their tools: RG Veda (1989-96) was colored with ink and airbrushes, while Tokyo Babylon (1990-93) was colored with screen tones. The artstyle also changed depending on the publisher.

2. L for LOVE. CLAMP draws the forms of love.

The artwork in this area are divided in 8 types of love seen throught CLAMP's manga.

"The love depicted by Clamp is not singular—there is a straightforward love towards a significant other, but it can also be a determination to protect loved ones, a thought character keeps in their hearts, or even the conflict itself." (from tokyoartbeat article)

3. A for ADVENTURE. CLAMP weaves the stories of adventure.

350 manuscripts from 6 action-packed manga series: RG Veda, Tokyo Babylon, X/1999, Magic Knight Rayearth, Cardcaptor Sakura, and Tsubasa: RESERVoir CHRoNiCLE.

Includes a synopsis of each work and selected scenes to follow along parts of the story.

4. M for MAGIC. CLAMP casts its magic.

The fantasy, magic, and mysterious powers seen in CLAMP works are seen in the moving manga pannels projected in 3 large screens in this area.

5. P for Phrase. CLAMP spins the phrases.

The first room showcases 40 manuscripts from xxxHolic.

The second room focuses on the power of words spun by CLAMP, exhibiting quotes form their works on the walls. Visitors can also pull one phrase sticker from the Phrase Box from CLAMP and take it home, or stick it to a wall in the room. There are 120 different phrases to pull.

6. IMAGINATION

Timeline of 35 years of creative work, from 1989 to 2024, featuring manga volumes, magazine issues, and more.

An installation in the center of the room also features quotes from a new interview with the four women specially for this event.

This is also the only area which features CLAMP's work in other media, including various collaborations. There is a selection of color illustrations, rough design drafts, and other artworks from Soryuden: Super Dragon Brothers, CODE GEASS, BLOOD-C, HiGH＆LOW g-sword, Cardfight!! Vanguard, GIFT (picture book by Ice skater Yuzuru Hanyu), The Grimm Variations, and HELLO KITTY.

7. DREAM

The last area is solely to exhibit a new illustration featuring Ashura (RG Veda) and Sakura Kinomoto (Card Captor Sakura: Clear Card), representing CLAMP's beginnings and future through their first and latest work.

"Kuro" (Black) and "Shiro" (White) are also the names of the new artbooks titled COLOR, which compile the artworks seen in the exhibition. A deluxe edition will be released at a later date compiling both volumes in one.

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The audio guide during the exhibition is provided by Jun Fukuyama, who has played Kimihiro Watanuki in the anime series xxxHOLiC, Kobayashi Kotaro in ANGELIC LAYER, and Lelouch Lamperouge in Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion (CLAMP is responsible for character design in Code Geass) .

The place also features a store with a long list of products.

They also have the first volume of their various manga available to read, and a TV showcases the recently shared announcement video of the new anime project of Magic Knight Rayearth.

CLAMP Exhibition National Art Center in Roppongi, Tokyo First Half: Wednesday, July 3 - Monday, August 12 Second Half: Wednesday, August 14 - Monday, September 23

Sources:

Tokyo Art Beat

Fashion Press

Bijutsutecho (+)

Natalie Mu

Internet Museum

Official Clamp_ex Twitter

[victimeyez]

Prepare (Prologue to Lisa and Mark)

Professional//Victim pt.4

Caius prepares Tommy for his next client.

Masterlist: x Prev: x Next: x

Taglist: @suspicious-whumping-egg @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi @whumpyourdamnpears @generic-whumperz @lonesome--hunter @whumplr-reader @theelvishcowgirl

CW: Captive whumpee, fuck it.. femboy Tommy, forced crossdressing, mention of intimate whumpers, restraints, shock collars, begging, cruel whumpers

~

Tommy’s room was probably not up to code.

It was a small room in the basement, barely bigger than his twin bed. The only semblance of a window was a short row of thick glass blocks at the top of the far wall. They couldn’t be seen through, and only let in a limited and filtered daylight. 

The carpet was long worn out, the soft cushioning of the fibers ground into a tough mat. The clothing his captors provided was locked away from him in a trunk under the bed, and a rotting bookcase housed handfuls of random books. Bare wires hung from the unfinished ceiling and walls, smartly covered with a clear pane of plastic to keep them out of his reach.

He used to have one of those old TVs, the big boxy ones no one used anymore. All it got was the public channels, but he liked to keep it on, just to hear people talking. It was taken away after he scratched Caius, and now he only listened to the sounds of the house and the overhead pipes. 

Either they had forgotten to give it back, or they still held it against him - it didn’t truly matter either way, if he asked he would be told no.

He was afforded a few CDs and an old walkman. It lay discarded next to him in bed - he knew what was coming and didn’t want to be taken by surprise. Sam had “cleared” him as his skin had been forced whole again, little trace left of the pain he had endured. Every single time. He stared at the waterstained ceiling and listened until there was the familiar sound of his door unlocking. Caius was the only one that ever came down here. He pulled the sheets over his head.

“You need to get dressed, we have a client tonight.”

Tommy knew. He had been stewing in his dread all day, hiding under the covers in his bed. 

“What does this one want from me?” Tommy asked from under the blankets.

“Well… this one is a little more complicated. I’ll tell you about it in the car. But I need you to put this on.”

Tommy felt a very slight weight over his foot.

“It’s at the foot of your bed. I’m going to give you ten minutes to get dressed. I’ll be back, and then we gotta do some prep in the bathroom.”

Tommy peeked out from the covers at Caius.

“The bathroom?”

“The bathroom. Be ready within ten minutes. I’ll leave you to it.”

Caius padded out of the room, clicking the lock shut behind him.

It was nice to have a little space for once, instead of having to strip and dress in front of Caius, but it was hard to motivate himself to emerge from his cocoon. He stared at the clock until 5 minutes passed, and made himself sit up.

(Let’s just take it one step at a time… we’re just getting dressed and going for a car ride… )

It wasn’t very common for clients to request specific clothes, but it happened sometimes. A few wanted him to come in dress clothes. Others had wanted him to dress up for some kind of sick role play.

He grabbed the black fabric at the end of the bed and immediately realized why Caius had left.

The first item he held up was a mess of black leather straps. He couldn’t make heads or tails of it and tossed it to the side 

The next item he pulled was a very long black sock - no, stocking. 

He frantically shook out the rest of the costume to see what he was working with. 

Head to toe, there was the strappy mess, a short black skater skirt, a black goddamn jockstrap, and black thigh-highs with elastic garters already attached.

Fetish gear. Bile rose in his throat.

(What the fuck are they gunna do to me?)

He glanced at the clock and saw he only had two minutes left.

(Empty your head. Just - put it on. Two minutes.)

The jockstrap was a cold faux-leather, but slipped on easily enough. He hardly felt more covered by the skirt, no matter how low he pulled it down his hips. He was so frustrated, so angry, but above all terrified of Caius coming to that door before he was dressed. He caught himself tearing up while he struggled to roll on the long socks. The elastic at the top sat snug enough on his thighs that they seemed to stay up, at least for now. (How the fuck do I put the straps on?!)

Three sharp warning knocks on the door. 

The back of his neck felt hot, almost guilty, fearing punishment.

Caius opened the door to a tearful, wide-eyed Tommy on his bed, flushed red and a little short of breath. He had one hand on the hem of his skirt, trying to pull it flat out across his lap to shield him. The other grasped a fistful of the hopelessly tangled harness, pressed to his naked chest.

“Um, could you - can you help me with the-” He swallowed anxiously.

“-With this?”

Caius stared for a moment, unable to keep himself from cracking a grin. 

“Yeah, sure.”

Tommy breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed somewhat, dropping the harness to his lap and lowering his gaze. He wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand self-consciously. He tried not to make eye contact with anyone anymore. 

Caius kneeled on the bed beside him and took the harness, holding it up and starting to untangle parts to try to see how it would fit on. 

“Is it Alice?” Tommy asked quietly.

Caius chuckled and buckled a part together.

“No, not today. I’m sure you won’t be free of her forever, but she hasn’t set up another booking yet.”

Tommy looked hard at his knees, and pushed the skirt in between his legs so they felt more like shorts. He didn’t feel as comforted as he had hoped. 

“They’re new clients, a couple. They just want someone to play with Tommy, you can do it.”

“I don’t want to,” Tommy whispered, his throat thick.

“I know.”

Somehow it was so hard to admit it to Caius. But it wasn’t like he had anyone else he could confide in. Caius would tolerate a certain amount of complaining, but he had to watch his mouth and try to gauge the other man’s mood. Right now, it was just them in Tommy’s room, in the yellow haze of his old lamp.

He stared at the matted carpet while Caius dressed him, fastening him into the harness and adjusting the straps to fit him snugly. He was also put in his collar, locking the barbs under his skin.

“Do you want to see yourself in the mirror?”

“No,” Thomas answered quickly and curtly.

“What do we have to do in the bathroom?”

“Eh, Michelle wanted to take a shower, so we can do it in your bathroom. You showered?”

Tommy nodded. 

“When?”

“Um, about an hour ago.”

Caius nodded and led him to the next room.

Tommy had a small bathroom beside his room, and they had sawed a doorway into the separating wall to give him access to it. The outer bathroom door had long been locked and walled over, and he wasn’t given a door between the two rooms. 

There was only one lightbulb in the three-light strip above Tommy’s mirror, and the dim yellow glow gave the bathroom a perpetually dingy look. 

Caius pointed to the closed toilet and sat down on the tub edge beside it. Tommy pulled his skirt straight and sat on the toilet cover.

Caius fished a couple tubes from his pocket, and gripped Tommy’s jaw in one hand, positioning him like a doll to look up at him head-on.

“Close your eyes.”

It made him very nervous to look at Caius’s face, so he gladly closed his eyes. 

He felt something touch his lip and he jerked back, opening his eyes again.

“Hold still,” Caius ordered, and reached forwards to touch the applicator to his lips again. It was a little more gel-like than chapstick, and tingled like menthol.

“Does it hurt?” Caius asked, more out of curiosity than concern.

“It tingles,” Tommy said, “but it doesn’t hurt.”

“Close ‘em.”

Tommy closed his eyes again and felt something small and round start to trace his eyelids. 

“I hadn’t heard of the lip stuff before, but it’s like a tinted gloss with bee venom in it, of all things.”

His eyes were circled a few times, and then Caius pressed fingers to his eyes and rubbed them until they started to water. 

“Open.”

Tommy obeyed, and Caius studied each of his eyes carefully. He tried to look away, but it was impossible to get him out of eyesight with his face so close.

The next one Tommy recognized as a mascara wand, and it was applied in layered brush strokes until he thought his eyes had watered enough to rid him of the eyeliner.

“Stand.”

Caius stood with Tommy, and put two hands on his shoulders, guiding him to the counter and turning him to face the mirror.

“Not bad, huh?”

(…)

Tommy did look. His reddened eyes were framed with coal-black liner, a little smudged, but it looked intentional. His eyelashes looked long and separated, and his lips were full and pink. 

It had been so long since he had actually looked at himself in the mirror. His face looked pale and gaunt. He didn’t recognize himself. Caius fixed his hair with a mild smile, and Tommy stared at the stranger before him.

“You look pretty cute, actually. You can wear a hoodie for the drive. You’d better take a bathroom break before we go, unless you want to show off your new skirt at some Ohio gas station.”

Tommy winced away from his reflection and shook his head, as if to shake off the thought Caius had offered. Caius chuckled and walked back into the bedroom, leaving him there. 

“Clean yourself up. Five minutes max.”

When Tommy came out, Caius was sitting up at the head of his bed, flipping through the old book Tommy was working through for the umpteenth time. He bit back a flash of anger at the sight, the only semblance of ownership he had here  casually being violated. 

“This looks good.”

“You can borrow it if you like.”

Caius gave a little smirk and tossed it aside. 

“Let’s roll.”

~

 It was surprisingly cool out. Caius did give him a hoodie to pull on over the harness, but he still shivered while Caius unlocked the car and pushed him into the back seat. Even when it was just them on a drive, Tommy wasn’t allowed to sit up front, it was too conspicuous. 

Since only Caius was attending him, he got collared and handcuffed to the car door. As Caius got situated, he heard the gentle click of the child locks activating.

Caius let the time pass without comment as they pulled out and made the usual drive out and onto the highway. 

Tommy’s stomach hurt. It was early evening, and he hadn’t had any food since noon. He wasn’t allowed to eat for six hours prior to meeting with a client, or drink within four. They didn’t want him to puke when they did whatever they would do to him. 

About an hour in, Caius finally spoke.

“We’ve got a little over two hours left, but I’m gonna prep you now.”

Tommy leaned his head against the window, already dreading whatever would unfold..

“Tonight is a celebration, okay? Their names are Lisa and Mark, and it’s their wedding anniversary.”

Caius didn’t have to look at Tommy’s face in the rearview mirror to know his disgust and anger, but he did anyway.

“Lucky for you, they like the feisty ones. So…go hog wild, I guess.”

(Lucky. Sam said something similar the other week. He could laugh if it didn't taste so goddamn bitter.)

“I’m gonna need you to put on a little show. Struggle a little, be a brat all you like, the works. But if you bring about any harm to them, if you so much as raise a hand, I will drop you.”

“What the fuck? They get off on me not wanting to play their game?!”

“Yeah, they do, and you’re going to play along. You’ve got two hours to get over it.”

Tommy was fuming. Caius spoke to him like a petulant child, as if he wasn’t a grown man being told to behave for his torturers. The feeling was so overwhelming while he was unable to do anything about it, and he struggled to separate himself from his impotent fury. 

He shifted in the handcuffs, twisting his hands to grab the short chain looped through the inner handle. He grasped it as tight as he could and pulled. He knew the handle would never budge, but it felt good to strain and feel like he was trying something, anything. He held his breath and pulled until his arms were burning and his hands throbbed intensely where they were wrapped in the chain. 

He finally relaxed and let go, slumping down in his seat while the blood started to rush back into his fingers. He tried to catch his breath evenly and quietly so Caius wouldn’t accuse him of throwing a fit. Every time the helplessness welled in his chest, he held his breath and pulled, until he was tired and hungry enough to doze off. 

                                                                 ~

When the car rolled to a stop, Tommy was gripped with a renewed sense of doom. The walk from the car always felt like walking the plank. 

(Breathe in 1, 2, 3, 4…)

Caius rolled down Tommy’s window, got out of the car and stretched.

(Hold it in 1, 2, 3, 4…)

Caius reached through the window to unlock Tommy’s cuffs, and pulled him out of the car.

(Breathe out 1, 2, 3, 4…)

His handcuffs are locked again, pinning his wrists together behind his back.

(Hold, 2, 3, 4…)

Caius guided him up to the door with a hand on his shoulder.

Tommy’s heart was pounding. Caius reached for the doorbell.

“Wait, wait.” He couldn’t put a hand out to stop him, but he took a small step into Caius’s space, and it surprised him enough to hesitate. He forced himself to look into Caius’s eyes, desperate to find some connection there.

“Please. Please don’t do this. We can get back in the car. We can just go home.”

He hated how small and pathetic his voice sounded when he begged. His throat grew thick as he began to tear up with desperation.

Caius had never heard Tommy call their place “home” before, only “the house”. 

“Tommy.”

“Please Caius, please, just this once, please don’t make me go in there!”

Caius sighed.

“I can’t deal with the pain, the- the humiliation, this stupid outfit, I-”

“Tommy.” Caius silenced him with a thumb to his lips, his hands cradling his face, holding his gaze.

He spoke gently, softly, as if explaining something to a child.

“We sold your dignity five years ago. You have nothing left.”

The grief stuck in Tommy’s throat, rendering him unable to speak.

Caius reached out and pushed the doorbell with finality.

[hsoppositezodiac]

More info about the trolls (part 5)

Latula Pyrope | Rustblood - Prospit - Witch of Mind

She makes up for being so low on the spectrum by being a radical skater girl. She ends up also catching the attention of highbloods, both in a good and a bad way. Yet, she can easily make others change their perception of her.

Like in canon, things such as her land, fetch modus, screen name, etc. are unknown. Though, her quirk stays the same.

Matesprit: Mituna Captor | Kismesis: Porrim Maryam

Godtier? No

Aranea Serket | Bronzeblood - Prospit - Rogue of Light

Acting as a spy, she got into a one-sided palemance with a highblood so she could sneakily get some knowledge about highblood society, and spread everything she finds out to her fellow lower castes.

Like in canon, things such as her land, fetch modus, screen name, etc. are unknown. Though, her quirk stays the same.

Ex-Moirail: Porrim Maryam

Godtier? Yes

Horuss Zahhak | Goldblood - Derse - Heir of Void

Not much is known about him, he is the sort of guy that "fades away in the background", according to his friends. And because of his appearance, many speculate that he is some sort of mad scientist.

Like in canon, things such as his land, fetch modus, screen name, etc. are unknown. Though, his quirk stays the same, with the only difference being his emoction, which now looks like this: o—D

His quadrants are also unknown. Like everything about him.

Godtier? No

[clndstn-headmates]

Hii! I'd like to request a Mituna Captor introject!

Feel free to add anything at all (go overboard if you wish, NullIDs/TrisIDs/ForcedIDs/Scentic/Bloodic ect) to the fields!

Preferably more skater/chaotic themed then bee/honey since that's usually the way Captors are presented :3

Names: Mituna, Mason

Age: Chrono 19

Pronouns: He

Genders: Demiboy, Transmasc

Sexuality: AroAce

Source: Homestuck

Species: Troll

Role: Internal Soother

TransIDs: TransSchizophrenic, TransHarmed, TransGroomed, TransGoldBlood

CisIDs: CisFluffyHair, CisSkater, CisAutism, CisADHD

Paras: any (excluding MAP, necro or zoo please)

This was fun, I hope you enjoy him. Feel free to change anything.

-Mod Max

Names: Mituna, Mason

Age: chrono 19

Pronouns: he/him

Genders: demiboy, transmasc, dirtbagteenboy

Sexuality: aroace

Source: Homestuck

Species: troll

Role: internal soother

TransIDs: transschizophrenic, transharmed, transgroomed, transgoldblood, teenfluid, nulltraumatized, nullheadaches, nullabled, nullID, transDPDR, transKorean, transJapanese, transChinese, transMalaysian, transVietnamese, transThai, transTaiwanese, transLaotian, transSingaporean, trischronicallyonline, permabloodynose, permahigh, permabruise, permascrape, permabruisedknuckles, divapaddict, transpornaddict, transnosebandage, multiracial, transpiercing, transbassist, polyAsian, ethnicfluid, transhuman, demihuman

CisIDs: cisfluffyhair, cisskater, cisautism, cisADHD, cistics, cisTourette's, cistroll, cishorns, cisdisabled, cisID, cisblackhair, cispsionic, cisenergetic, cischaotic

Paras: fictophile (🔖), plushophile (🧵), objectophile (🛍️), maidophile, animephile, technophile

Appearance:

art1 art2

[astralix13]

Tony Hawk? never heard of him. The only skater boy I know is MITUNA CAPTOR.

[badlydrawncronus]

writing mod here

[biologically-ectoplasm]

Mituna and Latula

Patine Captor-Pyrope

Derse Dreamer+Doom Bound

Knows all of the radiohead songs. All of them.

He was a skater boy she was a skater girl they had a skater wiggler, can i make it anymore obvious

4channer that leaves the house (oxymoron)

Types in all caps and swaps T for 7, A for 4, E for 3, S for Z, K for % and when using ex in a sentence swaps for just X

"7he quic% brown fox jumpZ ov3r 7h3 l4zy dog"

Pesterchum handle: troublesomeConnoisseur

[t4c0c4tr4dst3r]

GUMMYZ F/O L1ST!! 🤍

ALL F/O'S ON TH1S L1ST AR3 R0M4NT1C UNL3SS SP3C1F1ED OTH3RW1SE!!

☆

M4IN F/O'S

♡ f/o: yoyos and mythology [🪀💚] - Matt (Cyberchase)

♡ f/o: not good at all! [💜⭐] - Inez (Cyberchase)

♡ f/o: skaters mechanical heart! [❤🛹] - Slider (Cyberchase)

♡ f/o: duality. [❤💙] - Sollux Captor (Homestuck)

♡ f/o: toast addict [💜🔪] - Vincent Afton (Five Nights at Freddy's)

♡ f/o: pine tree [🌲🔎] - Dipper Pines (Gravity Falls)

☆

OTH3R F/O'S

♡ f/o: pasta lover [🇮🇹 🍝] - North Italy (Hetalia)

♡ f/o: moptop tweenybop [🎤🎥] - Zack Binspin (Moshi Monsters)

♡ f/o: i learned something today… [💚] - Kyle Broflovski (South Park)

♡ f/o: MARSHmallow [💙] - Stan Marsh (South Park)

♡ f/o: ken ken! [🧡] - Kenny McCormick (South Park)

♡ f/o: my hero! [🇺🇲🍔] - America (Hetalia)

♡ f/o: my maple leaf [🇨🇦🍁] - Canada (Hetalia)

♡ f/o: pure vanilla cookie [🍦🍪] - Pure Vanilla Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)

♡ f/o: i gotta believe!! [🎤🐾] - Parappa Rappa (Parappa the Rapper)

♡ f/o: love together! [💘🐾]- Matt Major (Parappa the Rapper)

♡ f/o: forest evergreen [🌲🍁] - Forest Evergreen (Lalaloopsy)

♡ f/o: herb cookie [🌿🌱] - Herb Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)

♡ f/o: dolly mechanic [🛠🪛] - Ace Fender-Bender (Lalaloopsy)

♡ f/o: CROWNED [👑⚙] - Magolor (Kirby)

♡ f/o: two in one [✏🔥/💛💙] - Jackson Jekyll / Holt Hyde (Monster High)

♡ f/o: now they'll notice me… [🇨🇦 🔪] - Snapped!Canada (Hetalia)

♡ f/o: bandan!! [🏹] - Bandana Waddle Dee (Kirby)

♡ f/o: COLD. NUGGETS. [🥔🎒] - Nugget (Kindergarten)

♡ f/o: clover cookie 🍀 - Clover Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)

♡ f/o: chiptune gamer [🎮🎵] - Kitsune²

♡ f/o: contraband dealer [💵] - Monty (Kindergarten)

♡ f/o: super shapes! [💙🟦] - Geo (Team Umizoomi)

♡ f/o: quiet and cute [🧜🏻‍♂️] - Nonny (Bubble Guppies)

♡ f/o: eddie archer [🎧] - Eddie Archer / Kanchi Imada (Yo-Kai Watch)

[moyazaika]

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ; pink indicates heavily suggestive sexual themes & red indicates outright nsfw.

₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ; all readers are gender neutral unless specified otherwise.

⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ ; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, PLEASE!

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦ 𐔌 . ⋮ DRABBLES .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

♡ yandere otome game: game over

♡ yandere circus: twisted troupe

♡ yandere nerd x popular reader hc’s + nsfw - part ii — yandere nerd x it girl (fem) reader

♡ yandere zombie x post-apocalyptic reader

♡ yandere brothers x babysitter reader

♡ yandere right hand man x crime lord reader

♡ yandere ice hockey player drabble

♡ yandere partner x yandere reader

♡ yandere ice skater x gn reader nsfw

♡ yandere ex military househusband x spouse reader

♡ the rent a darling concept!

♡ yandere 'envy' personified x (fem) reader

♡ "honey, i'm home" but your husband is homicidal!

♡ yandere childhood best friend x runaway reader

♡ yandere captor x captive reader; soap.

♡ yandere criminal kingpin x jaded lawyer reader

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦ 𐔌 ⋮ FICS AND SERIES .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

♡ yandere king x assassin reader - part ii — dance with me, darling rebel.

♡ yandere delinquent x (male) reader

♡ yandere prince x knight reader: who hurt you?

♡ yandere vampire x reader - part ii — bite me.

♡ yandere slasher x gn final girl reader

♡ yandere millionare x reader: mine, and mine only - part ii — say yes to heaven.

♡ yandere rockstar x manager reader - part ii

♡ yandere ex bf x reader series m. list - extra; dependency.

♡ yandere oc's x reader // purge au: anarchy.

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Sticky Secret || Eureka 01 || Chapter 1 End Reaction

Eureka had no reaction to the death of the ice skater other than to simply sigh with the expected result. She had been more prepared for that than most it seemed. Of course they would learn further as things went on. Just like they would learn that despite her eccentricities, she was a woman with a lot of knowledge. She understood things. She saw things playing out before hand.

Her eyes shifted without her body doing so, looking over at Kaguya who was making noise. Kaguya with her loud shoes and loud declarations. Secrets in her words and a knife in her hand. Eureka had warned everyone that she probably had the knife and intended to use it. Maybe they would be lucky and Kaguya would actually kill their captors?

An unlikely result and one that never came to pass. Eureka pinched the bridge of her nose and gave a long exasperated sigh as the sisters left the room with the body. Of course it would end this way. Despite being a secret agent within this room, kaguya was incapable of being secret when it was necessary.

"Great. We could all have left but I guess this is how it's going. I did say she probably had the knife right?"

She wanted people to remember that fact. She wanted them to understand the value in listening to her. If they didn't then they would simply have to continue making mistakes while she thrived. They would never listen to her. Not even the ones she felt were more accepting of her.

"Absolutely stupid move. Giving a loud speech before attacking somebody. had she just attacked without warning she very likely would have at least killed one of them. That's what happens when you care more about making people listen to your beliefs than actually enacting them, and that priority killed her in the end. Act first, speak later. Oh well. I guess I lost a sister in this."

[princeslimey]

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