#that’s a good question ❔

[asheanon]

Ahaha so, uh... 🥴 I didn't share this thing here, but I'm going to answer some questions from it here because, once again, I hate fighting with text limitations from another side of the internet!

I am tagging you for this, though, @vinjaryou, so you get the notification and whatnot. I hope you don't mind. 🙏

From: Ship Ask Game - The Basics

Here we go with more ship posting... 🤠 (Meaning I'm sorry to everyone except the MVPs who don't mind. Hahaha!)

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5. Do they argue often? If so, what do they argue about?

Not really. Or so I think, anyway. 🤔 They could be more prone to arguments if Sal wasn't so non-confrontational. She also values information over ego, so it's less of an argument and more of a deliberation if she ever gets involved in something. The less proper communication-friendly it is, the more likely it is to be dropped. It's not worth wasting her breath over!

Kuja is similar in the sense that some arguments just aren't worth his time as well, though. He's "too good" for that. Something really has to feel like it's on the line for it to be worth arguing over, otherwise, he'll just let whatever "idiot" is trying to argue with him "die mad." It's not quite like Sal's approach of leaving them be with whatever beliefs they may have; he likes to make a much firmer point of insulting them because he really is all the ego Sal lacks. Sal = information. Kuja = ego. Haha!

There are less serious matters where they both can be open to a more facetious argument, though. They're both just playful enough to get a kick out of being contrary with one another over some of the little things out there! It's with silly little things, such as fashion sense, puzzles, food, etc.

14. Do they enjoy PDA, or are they more private with affection?

More private, 110%. They had private beginnings that were kept as much of a secret as possible from the others for various reasons, plus, Sal is definitely not a PDA type. Even when things are more comfortable/less secretive between everyone, she's very... uncertain of it.

I've described Sal as being very control-oriented out of fear for a great majority of things. "Fire, which fears its own heat. Despite how beautifully it burns" as Kuja himself more eloquently worded it! And that very much applies here too. There's something she's scared of and that uncertainty puts a damper on something like PDA.

As for Kuja, he has some sense of decorum; meaning he doesn't mind maintaining some privacy, though, there are times later on where he would like showing off a little more. He is very vain, after all; to have a lady like Sal to feed into that vanity (and be a little possessive with, I won't lie) appeals to him too.

That being said, however, I will say that it's actually a sign of growth to see Sal become more confident and open to it over time. 🤍

18. How do they care for each other when one of them is wounded/sick?

They both do the best they can, despite having their individual shortcomings. 💕

For Sal, the more proper medical know-how that she's picked up from years of what is most easily summarized as "lab work" comes into play here. She'll care for Kuja much like a nurse or a doctor. While it has its softness, it also has this respectful distance to it. She isn't the type to cuddle and dote on someone in this situation. I'll bring it up over and over: she's warm, but distant. Just like a star. And that aforementioned "fear" has a lot to do with that too.

As for Kuja, he has some knowledge of his own (it's basically "magic vs. science," if you will. Technically just two different types of medical science, really!) but he's definitely more of the doter/lover when it comes to a problem. If he's emotionally invested, that is! I'd actually say he's had a lot of moments where he's just clueless as to what to do in these situations.

Though both of them are more prone to keeping problems such as these hidden from one another, Kuja opens up to Sal way more easily than she does to him later down the road. Sal is the epitome of being closed off and prone to hiding any form of suffering she has from anyone. It's very rare that she allows that sort of weakness to be seen, if she can help it.

Once again, I'll bring up character development, though: those walls of theirs do gradually start to fall with time. There is a period where both of them aren't entirely sure of themselves and their actions at times like these, but they eventually start meeting face to face in all those layers of vulnerability. It's very endearing. 💙

33. How do they flirt? Who’s the worse flirt?

You have more of your classically romantic flirt with Kuja while Sal is simply sincere, but unintentionally mystique all in the same.

It's needless to be said, but as a professional flirt by default, Kuja is definitely the better flirt. It's a regular part of his character even outside of whatever is going on between him and Sal, haha! He flirts with intention and it's very clear that he's doing it (and he's very successful with it, more often than not.) To make it more sensual is effortless for him just as well.

By comparison, Sal is the worse flirt, hands down. Again, she's merely genuine with an air of mystery; when she decides to throw in a playful remark or gesture on occasion, some may interpret it as flirtatious, however, despite it not being her intention. She'll often take on a more analytical demeanor to help subdue amorous undertones in most social situations, but... man, when she chooses to drop those walls of hers and that sincerity intertwines with the more intimate, it's really something to behold in its own right (at least, in my own incredibly biased opinion! Haha!) She'll never leave you feeling like her love is fake. Let's just put it that way. 🌌

[linda-with-an-i]

[2-dsimp]

Just curious, which of the Genshin yandere otome AU suitors would be likeliest to sing "Peaches", except about Senpai, obvs? 😂🍑🎹💘

My top three would be Itto, Childe, and Venti XD

[fairhye]

after school

ayato x m!reader ★

cw: modern!au, rotting, reader has a dick, uuhhh idk how to tag this

another day of school meant another day of your classmate and friend, ayato, teasing you. the things he says sometimes make you question whether or not he’s holding back trying to kiss you right there on the spot.

his usual teasing somehow lead to the both of you in your room..unbuttoning each others pants. something about…‘who’s more sensitive than the other.’ it was probably just an excuse for him to finally see you so relaxed.

he’s so close. you could smell that intoxicating perfume of his all around you as he fumbled with your zipper. his own cock looking more than ready, tip red ‘n begging for some sort of friction.

that stupid zipper of yours finally came undone, and the man wasted no time in pressing himself against you. the feeling of his tip touching yours nearly sent you over the edge, and he hadn’t even touched it yet!

ayato leans down towards you ear and whispers, “don’t be afraid to let yourself go..i won’t be holding back.” giving you that signature smile of his, he moved his hand down to where your cock heads met—wrapping his hand around the both of them.

his touch is so soft. almost too soft, as he slowly and lazily rubs his hand up and down. the addition of both of your pre making it much more easier. ayato manages to hold eye contact with you while he watches how you squirm and rut your hips up every so often whenever his hand goes all the way down.

ayato finds you so adorable like this; face flushed, and trying your hardest to not let any moans or weird sounds slip out. he can tell you’re close-so is he. his hand sped up as his pants grew louder and louder.

it wasn’t long before you both spilled on his hand, loud panting filling the room. you couldn’t even face him, much too ashamed of how you just came from your friends’ hand. ayato didn’t seem to mind, still slowly moving his hand to ride out his high.

you clear your throat and try to think of something to change the direction of wherever this was going, “..um..how about we start on homework now..?” you suggest, face still flushed and trying your best not to look at the mess you two made.

the blue haired man quickly sobered up and nodded in approval, not before getting one last good stroke in. “we’ll be finishing this later then, yes?” he asked, looking straight into your eyes. how could you possibly tell him no..?

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ㅤ( English and Spanish ver. )

Diabolik Lovers: Haunted Dark Husband — Dark Prologue

ㅤTW: none / ninguna❔

English ver.

—Monologue—

I have always thought that, as long as I can remember, I have never felt the need to venture into something. Maybe it’s normal for kids my age to act this impulsively, kicked out of the woods at such late hours... even out of public places.

It’s not that I don’t believe in magic or the paranormal activity, it’s just that maybe it doesn’t make an impression on me.

Maybe we were never the only intelligent beings on the surface, we just played at believing we were important. Thinking we were unique, valuable.

And if so, why would we be now? In a vast world, where without being —or not being— we cannot be happy and the morning smells like cigarettes.

—Flashback, 10 years ago in Mexico.—

❁ㅤHe still remembers that afternoon when one of his many colleagues took him by the arm to the computer room. It seems like a joke, but Romantic isn’t used to being dragged around. Spring was just dawning in the joy of the 21st century and they ran without any rush just to look at the day’s publications. For a laugh or two. After all, they were children.

Romantic: Vampires?

❁ㅤSaid the kid glued to the counter, more like a murmur to himself.

They? Romantic believed that they had become extinct from cinema; subjugated by entertainment, romantic comedy and Superman. For this reason, the little one could not help but frown, sliding his eyes over that digital page that no longer transmits that intoxicating aroma of fresh ink on his screen.

Romantic: Oh! Incredible! Who knew vampires could develop immunity to their weaknesses.

( Waa! This book is fabulous! If only I had the money to buy it... )

( At least, this girl uploaded all the translations like an angel from heaven would do. Now, I owe her my entire life! )

Hehe. ♪

Even if it’s crazy... If I was a vampire as well, maybe I could do those cool things too. Ah, that most be... too good to die for. ♪

—End of flashback.—

—Currently, «Haunted House» in Japan.—

Romantic: What a joy! I can’t stand this shoes anymore, I should have brought something lighter.

❁ㅤRomantic proclaimed as he looked at the huge houpse.

Romantic: Is this the place?

❁ㅤHe could expect everything, but a mansion is a luxury even for the most greedy. The boy searched his pockets, pulling out a battered sheet of paper with a scrawl of the address. It was the right place.

Romantic: It seems fine... is this really the «Haunted House» everyone is talking about?

❁ㅤHe didn’t have time to think about it. The skies rumbled and the rain became even more aggressive, forcing him to enter the space of that solemn construction without taking even a step back. He stuck to the entrance and carefully knocked on one of the two large wooden doors, waiting patiently in the rain without any response.

Romantic: Hello? Is anyone here?

( I could swear that everyone I asked along the way said this was the exact place. Was I wrong? )

Maybe they didn’t listen, should I knock again?

❁ㅤUnder his voice, his tone hinting at a certain insecurity. Maybe he was too used to the air of his home that being alone and without signal in the middle of the night is a worry.

Romantic: ( I don’t know what to do. There aren’t even any lights on, there’s most likely no one there after all. )

( It was to be expected. After all this place... is the famous «Haunted House» of the street. )

( They say there are monsters inside, but that doesn’t make much sense. After all, there are people living here... It must be a shame that they are considered that way. )

( I’m sure that if I approach them cordially, they will agree to answer my questions about the mansion. )

( I want to be the first to tell their story! It will be a fabulous project. ♪ )

Just one more try—

❁ㅤThe boy tried to knock on the door again by retracing his steps, shaking off some of his wet clothes and tilting his wrist, but his hand stopped in mid-air when the door opened on its own, leaving Romantic fully impressed.

Romantic: It’s open!

( The... the door opened by itself? )

This... can’t be possible, can it? Are there thieves snooping around in there...?

❁ㅤHe spoke while his mouth was partially open, turning his head from side to side to check that no one was there, and letting the wind of the storm blow his hair from the outside in.

Romantic: ( There’s only one way to know how lonely this house is—! )

( God, forgive me for what I’m going to do! I know it’s reckless, but I can’t handle this concern anymore. )

( I swear it’s for the common good... )

❁ㅤFor a brief moment, he had his doubts, but in the end, he never lowered his face as he walked through the lightning inside the house.

Romantic: ( It doesn’t look like anyone is here... but, the door opened. Should I grab something just in case? )

This is all so strange...

❁ㅤWhile paying close attention to all the amenities present inside the mansion, the boy lowered his voice. The house was huge inside, so he didn’t want to make noise in case someone was home.

Romantic: ( I must admit, this house is pretty scary. I wouldn’t blame anyone for thinking it’s haunted... although the decoration is nice. )

It’s so dark, maybe I should go back now...

❁ㅤSuddenly, lightning fell from the sky and light filtered through the window, revealing a figure lying on a sofa in the main room that left Romantic paralyzed.

❁ㅤRomantic walked there, the image of that figure slowly focusing on another male with refined features. He was so beautiful, his red hair covering part of his face as he lay on the couch.

Romantic: ( A person! )

( I feel so bad interrupting... whatever he’s doing, but maybe it’s the best option. )

Romantic: ( What a pretty face... )

( Will he live here? He shouldn’t have left the door open like that. )

Um... Excuse me.

???: ...

Romantic: ( Is he sleeping? He must be a heavy sleeper... )

Hello, are you okay? Please, wake up.

❁ㅤRomantic asked in a low voice, trying to wake him up. He wanted to get closer, but once he ended up accidentally touching the stranger’s hand, a chill ran through his skin.

Romantic: ( He’s... frozen. )

( Did he...? )

Excuse me—

Ugh! Ah...

❁ㅤWithout knowing why, he suddenly clutched his chest and pulled at his clothes as he gasped in pain. A puncture piercing his heart.

Romantic: Agh—!

( What was that...? G-god...! )

( W-what’s wrong with me?! It hurts so much! )

...It hurts...

Unknown voice: Where are you? Where...? Where?

Romantic: ( What... what is this voice in my head? )

( This is all so strange... did seeing this person really affect me that much? I’m afraid something bad has happened to him. )

( ...My sickness must have played a trick on me again... but I have to help this person first, he seems to be alone, I can’t leave him here by his own. )

I have... I-I have to get help, yes. That’s it...

❁ㅤHe staggered weakly, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and looked at the person sitting on the sofa who had not moved yet. He had to help him, help himself. Romantic tried to call someone.

Romantic: Let’s see... Ah, should I call someone to come here—?

???: ...Ngh...

Romantic: !

???: You are so loud...

Romantic: You–! Y-you’re fine!

( He grabbed me by the ankle to sit on the couch... But I can't believe he’s really okay, this must be a miracle! )

Oh, god... I’m so glad you’re okay, I... I thought that–

???: Oh...? What the hell... you’re a guy. What are you doing in a place like this?

Who gave you the permission to sneak out, huh?

Romantic: I’m really, really sorry. I didn’t want to break into your house, and— I did it because...

( I thought he was hurt... Or even worse. )

???: «Because» what? I was just sleeping peacefully... and you ruined it, do you have a problem with that?

Romantic: No, not at all.

???: Well, in that case...

❁ㅤThe redhead smiled mischievously, grabbing the boy’s hips to pull him onto the couch with him, pushing his body against his, making sure to keep him under him.

Romantic: W-wha...?!

( He pushed me! )

???: Heh, you’re like the moth flying itself towards the light, isn’t? Just when I’m hungry.

Romantic: ( ...What did he say? This can’t... )

???: Having a feast right in front of me...

Romantic: W-wait! What are you doing?!

???: That’s what I should ask you. It’s you who appeared out of nowhere!

Romantic: ( Well, he’s right, but that doesn’t mean he have to attack people like that! )

???: What’s happening? Were you suddenly embarrassed?

Just accept it and stay still for me...

Romantic: ...!

( I-I feel like I want to say something, but I can’t... )

No, don’t touch me! Get out of me!

???: Haa?! Who the hell do you think you are to reject me?!

Romantic: D-don’t you dare come any close... you... monster!

( It can’t be true, is this a nightmare? )

( He’s... not a person. He can’t be one! )

???: ...

...How did you call me...?

Romantic: ...?

❁ㅤThe young man suddenly stopped and raised his head when he heard the footsteps of another person who came here and showed some anger, growling through fangs as he turned around.

??? (2) : What is the reason for this scandal? I wish you weren’t so noisy after you woke up, Ayato.

Ayato: Ugh... Reiji...

❁ㅤConfused, Romantic turned and looked at the vampire’s face once more before slowly backing away from him. His eyes fixed on the other’s with uncertainty.

Romantic: ( Ayato...? )

꒰ 𔓕 ꒱ㅤThis chapter comes included with a poem, these are related to the story, but you can skip them. Do you want to read it?

CW: Pregnancy, blood mention.

Greatness is in my veins.

Every morning I find myself, but I don’t see myself in the mirror.

I was just a zygote in the womb of a young mother when they told me that glory ran through my veins, with the pain of the soul and anesthetized of the heart.

I don’t know what it’s like to depend on someone, because my greed has embraced me every sleepless night; with each sentence of his for a confusion and between my footprints the blood of a greedy child.

I always have to be the best because I am full of pride, I am the only one who can handle it and only I can do it. There is nothing in the world that can change the price of your praise.

So, lie.

Let’s see if you see me.

ーー END OF DARK PROLOGUE ーー

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Versión en Español.

—Monólogo—

Siempre he pensado que, desde que tengo memoria, nunca he sentido la necesidad de aventurarme a algo. Puede que sea normal para los chicos de mi edad actuar de esta manera tan impulsiva, expulsados de los bosques a horas tan tardes... incluso de los sitios públicos.

Tampoco es que no crea en la magia o en lo paranormal, es sólo que, tal vez no me genera impresión.

A lo mejor nunca fuimos los únicos seres inteligentes pisando la superficie, tan sólo jugábamos a creernos importantes. Pensando que éramos únicos, valiosos.

Y si así fuera, ¿por qué lo seríamos ahora? En un mundo vasto, donde sin ser —o no ser— no podemos ser felices y la mañana huele a cigarro.

—Flashback, hace 10 años en México.—

❁ㅤÉl todavía recuerda aquella tarde en que uno de sus tantos compañeros le tomo del brazo hasta la sala de cómputo. Parece una broma, pero Romantic no está acostumbrado a que lo arrastren. Apenas iba amaneciendo la primavera en el júbilo del siglo XXI y corrían sin aprieto alguno sólo para mirar las publicaciones del día. Por una risa o dos. Después de todo, eran niños.

Romantic: ¿Vampiros?

❁ㅤDijo el niño pegado al mostrador, más como un murmullo para sí mismo.

¿Ellos? Romantic creyó que se habían extinguido del cine; sometidos por el entretenimiento, la comedia romántica y Superman. Por eso mismo el joven no pudo evitar fruncir el ceño, resbalando sus ojos por aquella página digital que ya no transmite ese aroma tan embriagador de la tinta fresca sobre su pantalla.

Romantic: ¡Ah! ¡Increíble! Quién diría que los vampiros pudieran desarrollar inmunidad a sus debilidades.

( ¡Waa! ¡Este libro es fabuloso! Si tan sólo tuviera el dinero para comprarlo... )

( Al menos esta chica subió todas las traducciones como ángel caído del cielo, ¡le debo mi vida entera ahora! )

Jeje. ♪

Incluso si es una locura... Si yo también fuera un vampiro, tal vez también podría hacer todas esas cosas geniales. Ah, eso debe ser... demasiado bueno para morirse. ♪

—Fin del flashback.—

—Actualidad, «Casa Embrujada» en Japón.—

Romantic: ¡Qué alegría! Ya no soporto los zapatos, debí haber traído algo más ligero.

❁ㅤProclamó el joven al mirar la enorme casona.

Romantic: ¿Es este el lugar?

❁ㅤPodía esperar todo pero, una mansión si que es un lujo incluso para el más avaricioso. El muchacho reviso sus bolsillos, sacando una maltratada hoja de papel con un garabato de la dirección. Era el lugar indicado.

Romantic: Parece estar bien… ¿es está de verdad la «Casa Embrujada» de la que todos hablan?

❁ㅤRomantic no tuvo tiempo para pensarlo. Los cielos retumbaron y la lluvia se hizo incluso más agresiva, obligando al chico a adentrarse dentro del espacio de aquella construcción solemne sin dar ni un paso hacía atrás. Él se pegó a la entrada y golpeó cuidadosamente una de las dos grandes puertas de madera, esperando pacientemente en medio de la lluvia sin respuesta alguna.

Romantic: ¿Hola? ¿Hay alguien aquí?

( Juraría que todas las personas a las que les pregunte en el camino dijeron que este era el sitio exacto. Acaso... ¿me equivoqué? )

Tal vez no escucharon, ¿debería volver a tocar?

❁ㅤBajo la voz, su tono dando a entender cierta inseguridad. Quizá estaba demasiado acostumbrado al aire de su hogar que, estar sólo y sin señal a medio anochecer es una preocupación.

Romantic: ( No sé qué hacer. Ni siquiera hay luces prendidas, lo más seguro es que después de todo no haya nadie. )

( Era de esperarse. Después de todo este lugar... es la famosa «Casa Embrujada» de la calle. )

( Dicen que hay monstruos dentro, pero eso no tiene mucho sentido. Después de todo, hay gente viviendo aquí... Debe ser una pena que se les considere así. )

( Estoy seguro de que, si me acerco cordialmente, ellos accederán a responder mis preguntas acerca de la mansión. )

( ¡Quiero ser el primero en contar su historia! Será un proyecto fabuloso. ♪ )

Bien, sólo un intento más—

❁ㅤEl niño trató de llamar a la puerta de nuevo volviendo sobre sus pasos, sacudiéndose parte de su ropa mojada e inclinando la muñeca, pero su mano se detuvo en el aire cuando la puerta se abrió por si sola, dejándolo impresionado.

Romantic: ¡Está abierta!

(¿Realmente... la puerta se abrió sola?)

Esto... no puede ser posible, ¿verdad? ¿Podría haber ladrones husmeando por ahí...?

❁ㅤHabló mientras tenía la boca parcialmente abierta, girando la cabeza de un lado a otro para revisar que no había nadie, y dejando que el viento de la tormenta soplara su cabello de afuera hacia adentro.

Romantic: ( ¡Sólo hay una forma de saber que tan sola está esta casa—! )

( ¡Dios, perdóname por lo que voy a hacer! Sé que es imprudente, pero ya no puedo soportar más está inquietud que me carcome. )

( Prometo es... por el bien común. )

❁ㅤPor un breve momento, tuvo sus dudas, pero al final, nunca bajó la cara mientras caminaba a través de los relámpagos en los adentros de la casona.

Romantic: ( No parece que haya alguien aquí... pero, la puerta se abrió. ¿Debería ir agarrando con qué defenderme? )

Todo esto es tan extraño...

❁ㅤMientras prestaba mucha atención a todas las comodidades presentes dentro de la mansión, el chico bajo la voz. La casa era enorme por dentro, así que no quería hacer ruido en caso de que hubiera alguien en casa.

Romantic: ( Debo admitir que la casa es bastante aterradora, no culparía a nadie de pensar que está embrujada... Aún así, la decoración es bastante bonita. )

Está tan obscuro, lo mejor será que regrese pronto a dónde estaba...

❁ㅤDe repente, un relámpago cayó del cielo y la luz se filtró por la ventana, revelando una figura tendida en un sofá de la sala principal que dejó al pequeño paralizado.

Romantic: ( ¡Una persona! )

❁ㅤRomantic camino hasta allá, la imagen de aquella figura lentamente enfocándose en un hombre joven de rasgos refinados. Era tan hermoso, su cabello rojo cubriendo parte de su rostro mientras yacía en el sofá.

( Me siento tan mal interrumpiendo... lo que sea que esté haciendo, pero tal vez sea la mejor opción. )

Romantic: ( Qué cara tan linda... )

( ¿Será que él viva aquí? Porque no debería dejar la puerta abierta de esa forma. )

Romantic: Um... disculpe.

???: ...

Romantic: ( ¿Está durmiendo? Si que algunos tienen el sueño pesado. )

Hola, ¿estás bien?

❁ㅤPreguntó el chico en voz baja, tratando de despertarlo. Quería acercarse, más una vez este terminará tocando la mano del desconocido accidentalmente, un escalofrío le recorrió la piel.

Romantic: ( Él... está helado. )

( ¿Acaso él...? )

Disculp—

¡Ugh! Ah...

❁ㅤSin saber por qué, de repente se agarró el pecho y tiró de su ropa mientras jadeaba de dolor. Un pinchazo que le atraviesa el corazón.

Romantic: ¡Agh—!

( ¿Qué fue eso...? ¡D-Dios...! )

( ¡¿Q-qué pasa conmigo?! ¡Duele mucho! )

...Me duele...

Voz desconocida: ¿Dónde estás? Dime dónde... Por favor, ¿Dónde?

Romantic: ( ¿Qué... qué es esta voz en mi cabeza? )

( Es tan extraño todo esto… ¿realmente me afectó tanto ver a esta persona? Temo que le haya pasado algo malo. )

( ...Mi enfermedad debe haberme jugado una mala pasada otra vez… pero primero tengo que ayudar a esta persona, parece estar solo, no puedo dejarlo aquí. )

Tengo... tengo que buscar ayuda, sí. Eso es...

❁ㅤÉl se tambaleó débilmente, sacó su celular del bolsillo y miró a la persona sentada en el sofá que aún no se había movido. Tenía que ayudarlo, ayudarse a si mismo. Romantic trató de llamar a una autoridad.

Romantic: Veamos… Ah, ¿debería llamar a alguien para que venga aquí—?

???: ...Ngh...

Romantic: ¡!

???: Eres tan ruidoso...

Romantic: ¡Tú–! ¡E-estás bien!

( Me agarró del tobillo para sentarse en el sofá... No puedo creer que verdaderamente esté bien, ¡esto debe ser un milagro! )

M-me alegro tanto de que estés bien, yo... creí que–

???: ¿Ah...? Qué demonios... es un chico. ¿Qué estás haciendo tú en un lugar como este?

¿Quién te dio permiso de entrar?

Romantic: De verdad lo siento muchísimo, no quería irrumpir en su casa, y-yo pensé...

( Creí que estaba herido... O algo peor. )

???: ¿Qué «pensaste»? Tan sólo estaba durmiendo pacíficamente... y tú lo arruinaste, ¿tienes algún problema con eso?

Romantic: No, para nada.

???: Bueno, en ese caso...

❁ㅤEl pelirrojo sonrió con picardía, agarrando las caderas del chico para tirarlo sobre el sofá con él, empujando su cuerpo contra el suyo asegurándose de mantenerlo bajo suyo.

Romantic: ¡¿Ah–?!

( ¡Él me empujó! )

???: Je, eres como la polilla volando ella misma hacía la luz, ¿eh? Justo cuando estoy hambriento.

Romantic: ( ...¿Qué es lo que dijo? )

???: Tener un festín justo frente a mí...

Romantic: ¡E-espera! ¡¿Qué haces?!

???: Eso debería preguntarte. Eres tú quien apareció de la nada, por suerte, justo delante de mí.

Romantic: ( Bueno, tiene razón, ¡pero eso no significa que tenga derecho a atacar a la gente así! )

???: ¿Qué te pasa? ¿De repente te sentiste avergonzado?

Sólo acéptalo y quédate quieto para mí...

Romantic: ¡...!

( S-siento que quiero decir algo pero no puedo... )

¡N-no, no me toques! ¡Alejate de mí!

???: ¡¿Haa?! ¡¿Quién carajos te crees que eres para rechazarme?!

Romantic: N-no te atrevas a acercarte... tú... ¡monstruo!

( No puede ser verdad, ¿es esto una pesadilla? )

( Él... no es una persona. ¡No puede serlo! )

???: ...

...¿Cómo me llamaste...?

Romantic: ¿...?

❁ㅤEl joven de repente se detuvo y levantó la cabeza cuando escuchó los pasos de otra persona que vino aquí y mostró algo de enojo, gruñendo entre colmillos mientras se daba la vuelta.

??? (2) : ¿A qué se debe este escándalo? Me gustaría que no fueras tan ruidoso después de despertarte, Ayato.

Ayato: Ugh... Reiji...

❁ㅤConfundido, Romantic volteó y miro el rostro del vampiro una vez más antes de apartarse lentamente de él. Sus ojos fijados en los del otro con incertidumbre.

Romantic: ( ¿Ayato...? )

꒰ 𔓕 ꒱ㅤEste capítulo viene incluido con un poema, estos están relacionados con la historia, pero puedes omitirlos. ¿Quieres leerlo?

CW: Embarazo, mención de sangre.

La grandeza está en mis venas.

Cada mañana me encuentro, pero no me veo en el espejo.

Yo era sólo un cigoto en el útero de una madre joven cuando me dijeron que la gloria corría por mis venas, con la dolida del alma y anestesiada del corazón.

No sé lo que es depender de alguien, pues mi codicia me ha abrazado todas las noches sin dormir; con cada frase suya por una confusión y entre mis huellas la sangre de un niño avaricioso.

Siempre tengo que ser el mejor porque estoy lleno de orgullo, soy el único que puede manejarlo y sólo yo puedo hacerlo. No hay nada en el mundo que pueda cambiar el precio de tu elogio.

Así que, miente.

A ver si me ves.

ーー FIN DEL DARK PROLOGUE ーー

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Es muy bueno volver a publicar aquí, ya extrañaba hacerlo. Esta vez, actualicé y mejoré la experiencia de la historia principal. Ustedes eligieron que yo subiera primero los capítulos más antiguos, y aquí está.ㅤ(〃´𓎟`〃)

Si les gusto, consideren darle a esta publicación un fav, rebloguear y, por qué no, incluso seguirme❕ Como siempre, muchas gracias por leer. Qué tengan un maravilloso día.

[bad-luck-anon]

❕❔ [RECORDING TWO]

They stepped away from the microphone when they finished their message. As soon as they did so: someone came running out of the shadows. There was no time to scan his appearance as he grabbed the intercom microphone. With panted breath, he spoke.

“Hi, Founder!” They shouted despite speaking into a microphone and their voice already echoing. They stepped back and decided to let the boy do his job. The spirit spoke for a little bit more before slamming his hands on the table. Grabbing the microphone and sitting on the table. “What did you do to Crikin? 8Ball really needs to know!” 

He put up a finger as he looked up at the glowing sign, the sign still pulsing with a red glow as he wrapped things up. “Also! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO WITH THE TECH CREW?? Please! I’ve been in the void since day one: I just want to see them again!” He quickly ended the recording and went to slam the red button but as soon as he clicked the button. The light went out and an error effect played throughout the void. 

He gritted his teeth and got off of the desk, placing the microphone back down with a fist as he looked at Interrobang. “What?” He spat. They put their hands up in surrender. The boy pulled up a sign with two red exclamation marks painted on it and put it in front of his face as he spoke. “Hmmm. I haven’t seen you around in the void before. What’s your name?” They were about to speak up before the spirit rudely interrupted them.

“Oh wait! Lemme guess!” He hummed as he started floating around them. Lifting arms and getting a good look at their face before noticing a small pin on their vest. “Ooh! I got one! Screaming Question?” 

What.

It sounded more like a title rather than a name. They blinked, taken aback by the sudden name suggestion. They shook their head slowly, trying to process the situation. "No, that's not... my name," they replied, their voice carrying a mix of confusion and amusement. "But you can call me… Interrobang?" 

The spirit's eyes widened in surprise, his floating form hovering closer. "Interrobang? That's... different." He mused, scratching his translucent chin. "Okay, Interrobang it is!" He declared with a grin, seemingly pleased with the new moniker. "So, what brings you to the void? Looking for answers, adventure, or just passing through?" 

Interrobang considered the question for a moment before responding, "A bit of everything, I suppose. I woke up here with no memory of how I got here or who I am. Now I'm just trying to figure it out." 

The spirit nodded sympathetically, a couple of small wisps that floated around him bobbing up and down. "Ah, the classic case of void amnesia," he remarked knowingly. "Well, you're not alone in that regard. Some folks around here trying to piece together their pasts." He floated back a bit, giving Interrobang some space. "If you ever need help navigating the void or just someone to chat with, I'm your guy. Name's Exclamation, by the way." 

Interrobang offered a grateful smile. "Nice to meet you, Exclamation. Thanks for the offer. I might take you up on that." 

As they exchanged pleasantries, the specter’s gaze fell upon the cassette player Interrobang held, and recognition sparked in his eyes. "Hey, that's mine!" he exclaimed, his voice tinged with urgency as he reached out towards it.

Interrobang instinctively pulled the cassette player closer, a defensive stance creeping into their posture. "Yours?" they questioned, their tone wary. "How do you know it's yours?"

Exclamation’s features contorted into a mixture of frustration and desperation as he put down the sign. "I recognize it! It's got my sign-off on it!" he explained, his incorporeal form flickering with agitation. "I've been looking for it everywhere. It's important to me!"

Interrobang's grip tightened on the cassette player, a hint of skepticism coloring their expression. "I found it lying around here. There were no names on it," they countered, unwilling to relinquish the object without more convincing evidence.

Exclamation’s translucent form seemed to quiver with frustration. "Look, I know it's mine! I must have dropped it while going back!" he pleaded, desperation seeping into his voice. "Please, I need it back!!"

Tensions escalated as Interrobang hesitated, torn between empathy for Exclamation’s plight and their own need to hold onto the only tangible clue they had about this place. But before they could make a decision, Exclamation lunged forward, his ghostly form attempting to wrest the cassette player from Interrobang's grasp.

Reacting instinctively, Interrobang dodged Exclamation’s ethereal grasp, their movements swift and fluid. A brief scuffle ensued, with Exclamation’s incorporeal form phasing through Interrobang's attempts to block him.

Amid the chaos, a sudden realization struck Interrobang—they didn't need to fight over the cassette player. With a decisive motion, they tossed the device towards Exclamation, who caught it with a surprised expression. The headphones snapped out of its slot as the tape started playing again. Exclamation put a finger up as he immediately paid attention.

“Huh, that went faster than I thought it would. I'm sure I know exactly where that is. Thank you, Sincerely.”

Exclamation’s eyes widened as he looked up at Interrobang. And when that recording fizzled out: Voices in the void got louder, louder, and louder. People(?) immediately came forth from the shadows. 

A cat with a cane, a blank slate with an iron maiden shut around their head, a goat.. sheep thing? A floating eye robot, a marionette, a mask, a rat, a being of the stars, an egg who looks ready to kill, a glowing heart, a ticking fuse, someone that looked nearly human if it weren’t for its ears and tail, even someone who looked eerily similar to the kid who was getting a hug from before. 

They all seemed to look past Interrobang and they all looked at each other. A lovely anon narrowed their sets of eyes and crossed their arms. “Now, why would they do that?” 

The cat mumbled no under his breath like a mantra. The being of the stars cracks their knuckles as the Metalhead slung a backpack over their shoulders. Their glasses looked at Exclamation and tilted to the side: wanting to talk to him. 

Exclamation turned their tape back over to see a question mark and exclamation point burned into it. He glared at Interrobang as he rose to his feet and followed the Iron Maiden. The rest of the anons went to discuss amongst themselves. Leaving Interrobang by themselves.

“Well. That’s one way to make a splash into the void.” They mumbled to themselves as their tail (wait they had a tail now?) uncomfortably flicked against the ink dripping from their face.

“Now. We’re going to have some fun around here.”

[arc-misadventures]

Three New Aunts

Saphron: So let me get this straight… You’re dating triplets…?

Jaune: Yep.

Saphron: Identical triplets…?

Jaune: Yep.

Saphron: How the hell did you manage that?!

Jaune: Well, at the time, ‘Neo’ saw me, and said, ‘mine.’ Then we were a thing.

Saphron: She basically called dibs, and you started dating?

Jaune: Yeah, pretty much.

Saphron: Okay?

Jaune: So we were dating for a while, then one day while I was studying, ‘Neo’ jumped on me, and gave me a kiss on the neck. I thought that it was nice, kisses from my lovely girlfriend. But, it wasn’t, Neo. I freaked out, and threatened her with a sword. Then another, Neo came running in trying to calm me down. Then, the quote real, Neo came in, and explained everything to me. That the other two were her sisters, and that they were identical triplets, with the same semblance. That, that was a crazy day…

Saphron: Sure sounds like one. So what are their names?

Jaune: Neo, Poli, and Tian.

Saphron: Neapolitan…

Jaune: Yeah, I faced palmed at that myself.

Saphron: Okay, which one is which?

Jaune: Neo has pink hair, Poli has white hair, and Tian has brown hair. But when they take the person of, Neapolitan…

On cue the three girls used their semblance to change their hair to the exact same multi colour style.

Jaune: They do that.

Saphron: Damn, I can see why people would think there is only one of them. And, you can tell them apart?

Jaune: Yep. And, I refuse to tell anyone how. It’s fun to tease them; they keep trying to trick me, but I always know who is who.

Saphron: Cool. But, uhh… Girls?

Neo: 🤔🤨🧐❔

Saphron: Could drop the semblance? It’s scaring, Adrian.

Neo: 🤨🧐🫢

Adrian: W-Whaa…

Neo: 😱😱😱

Neo: 🥸

Neo: 🤪

Neo: 🤩

Adrian: Ah-ha! Hahaha!

Neo: 😃😁😄

Saphron: …

Jaune: …

Saphron: They’re baby crazy now, aren’t they?

Jaune: Yeah…

Saphron: They’re gonna ride you until their pregnant.

Jaune: We’ll go to one of those love hotels later.

Saphron: Good call.

~~~

Terra: So I have a question for you three.

Neo: 🤨🧐🤔

Terra: Can the three of you take, Jaune when you do the deed?

Neo: 🧐🤔🤔

Neo: 🥰🟰🤕

Neo: 🥴🟰🤕

Neo: 😍🟰🤕

Neo:😫😕😩

Terra: Oh, so it wasn’t a me thing. That’s good to know.

Neo: 😟😔😞

Neo: 🤨🤔

Neo: 😲☝️

Neo: 🥰 🛡️🗡️⁉️

Terra: Oh well, how do you think I had, Adrian?

Neo: 😐😐😯

Neo: 😈😈😈

Terra: …

Terra: Whoops…

[royboyfanpage]

Could you please possibly explain the meaning in your header image? What makes it kinky😭❔I didn't understand it even when I read the comic 😔

Hi anon, good question and not something I was expecting to talk about at 9am 😂

The kinkiness comes from the idea that the one thing Roy wanted most in the world was to be dressed up like Ollie. At least in that panel, which is Roy making a joke about the actual events that happened, it's I guess meant to be "dressing up like your mentor? Kinky". And I mean, if you read the actual origin of the Haze suit, you can kinda understand the "kinky" a bit more.

Obviously Roy calling it a kink was a joke. The actual reason for Roy's "greatest desire" was, at least from my reading, Roy's jealousy surrounding Connor being given the role of Ollie's successor without any second thought

Which is something he expands on in the Arsenal mini, too.

So yeah, it's not a kink in the sense of "dressing up like his dead dad gets Roy off", but you can kinda understand why Roy would joke about it being a kink.

[almostfoxglove]

hi honey!! 2, 5, and 28 for the asks <3

❔ questions that'd be fun to be asked

erin!! hi darling, ty for these!!

2. show us a picture of your handwriting?

oh no mine is so sloppy usually HA

5. what made you start your blog?

answered this one here! :-)

28. do you collect anything?

books (so many fucking books, jesus christ. two people who studied writing in college should NOT be allowed to move in together, because the quantity of books in this apartment is actually sickening) and yarn (someone make the day 48 hours long so I can knit through it all) and LIL GUYS! (that random trinket aisle at the thrift store? has me in a chokehold. blind box figurines? I'll take 20 thank you very much. what do I do with them? idk good question but I have so many sos.)

[asheanon]

🥴

Aaaand once more, with feeling! I didn't share this thing here, but I'm going to answer some questions from it here because, once again, I hate fighting with text limitations from another side of the internet!

From: Ship Ask Game - The Basics

Here we go with more ship posting... 🤠 (It's a different couple/ship, though! I'm actually surprised I had someone ask about these two and got me to thinking about them beyond what's essentially just some raw crackship energy going on between them... haha!)

🔥🖤😈

8. What do they love most about the other? Why?

Love is a strong word here. I won't lie to you. 😆 Even if it was there, I'm not sure either of them could really put it into words. I can try to, though!

They're both monsters. They're both just... messed up.

While I wouldn't exactly call them kindred spirits (like Mateus and Ultimecia are - which, yes, Nat likes her too, by the way... hahaha!) at the end of the day, they do have some similarities that they're drawn to in one another. They both happily walk hand in hand with the constructs of Hell to get what they want. They're both also not too terribly keen on the whole humanity thing (despite both being human themselves.) Though, Nat is admittedly much better with humans than he is. Many of the ones she grew up alongside didn't like her and vice versa, but she was able to coexist even still without, well... wanting to eradicate them all, like a certain someone...!

Mateus is pretentious enough to think he's better than Nat in every way - and though Nat comes off as being this chaotic little goblin by comparison, she keeps driving the blade of "you and I are one in the same: fucked up" deeper and deeper into him over time. A devil on a another devil's shoulder. They bring out the worst in one another... in the best way, so to speak!

There is some natural chemistry with the whole megalomaniac and masochist thing as well. Mateus is all about that power and Nat will happily indulge him with the concept (even if it's clear she's messing with him most of the time.) That part of her that is sincerely masochistic enjoys it, though! Confession: the scene in Dissidia where Mateus steps on Zidane's head was a major selling point for this whole thing. That's basically where the joke began... for years, I've made jokes off and on about Nat being like "please step on me" and there's his royal highness doing the thing and looking absolutely gorgeous while he does. Eventually, that too expanded beyond being just a joke, so here we are today... -sighs.- 🫠

14. Do they enjoy PDA, or are they more private with affection?

Nat would be down for PDA, absolutely! But the entirety of whatever the heck is going on between her and Mateus is something he would rather snuff out entirely (if he could) or keep locked away and buried in the deepest hole imaginable.

You know "Hellfire," from The Hunchback of Notre Dame? It's a fitting song for how he feels about her, really. He's beside himself over feeling anything for this cretin that is Nat.

So it's... almost like a one-sided PDA. Nat's a shameless flirt; in a public setting, she may hint at things that happened between them that Mateus will never confirm... but also not deny, if you pay close enough attention... hahaha!

[2-dsimp]

with the recent talk of secret factions/groups, i feel i have to ask — what factions/clubs/etc DO we know of currently? and, can we know who is in what right off the bat, or do we have to explore n interact with the other students more to find out?

You dear players currently do not know any secret factions.

To find out you must interact with other students/NPCs/Explore the district.

(>^ω^<)

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[comfortabletogether]

Hello hope your having a good day idk if your still active on this given that no one is 💀 but can you write a Sdra2 x reader scenario were the girls suspect their S/O of cheating only to realize that that was their cousin the whole time

Thank you for request! It means a lot to get this kind of stuff. I only write for 6 characters at a time btw. You can rerequest if you wanted Setsuka or Kokoro. Anywho, this was a fun request and like last time it was almost no spoilers. Actually that’s a lie, I can’t write without spoilers whatsoever. And yeah I’m still active. I need to rewatch a play through of DRA though.

That was or maybe not be the reason I’m trying to hold off on DRA request because I’ll definitely fuck them up.

WARNING: Kanade, IMPLIED SPOILERS, SUSPECTED CHEATING, idk y’all

~ Mod Haruhiko ✈️

Emma Magorobi

🎬 Emma would probably be tagged many many times in some popular paparazzi page. And that post was a picture of a person who looked just like you holding hands with some other person.

🎬 She’d probably feel heartbroken and would definitely be extremely upset about it. But then she’d see that the person who looked like you didn’t look all that like you. Sure, you looked similar but not exactly the same.

🎬 But unfortunately her anxieties got the best of her and just assumed it was a weird lighting. And Emma probably wouldn’t confront you in person instead opting for doing it via text.

🎬 When Emma finds out the truth, she’ll expect you to also have some proof to back it up.  But when she finally is convinced of it not being you, she’d apologize immediately.

Yoruko Kabuya 

🍷Yoruko would see a girl who looked shockingly like you from across the bar. And you were with someone else. Yoruko didn’t think much of it at first, just a little mad you didn’t say hello. Or that was until you had kissed this person.

🍷 She tried to get over there to go yell at you and about how you had betrayed her trust. But unfortunately Minako had kept her behind the counter serving people as it was an extremely busy day.

🍷 Then the real you had come in and taken a seat on a bar stoll. And Yoruko immediately got confused because how could you be on two different places at once.

🍷 As she was serving you, she’d ask about what was going on and once you have explained. Yoruko be so thankful for Minako putting her behind the counter. That would’ve been an embarrassing first meeting with your family members.

Sora

❔ You were the only person who recognized Sora and you were the only person she recognized. Although not remembering much about what you did, she remembered that she loved you.

❔ For a motive, Mikado or well Monocrow handed out pictures. And in those pictures it was of a person who looked suspiciously like you and another person kissing, and many more the you look-alike and them going on a date.

❔ Sora is put off with this motive at first, questioning in her mind if it was actually you or not, but instead of confronting you on it, she slept on it.

❔ In the morning she went to go ask you about it, and she had come to the conclusion that you were the one in the picture and she was mad and questioned you over it.

❔ Sora was very embarrassed to find out that she got worked up over her S/O’s cousin making out with their boyfriend. She did apologize 

Kanade Otonokoji

🎵 Another one to hear about this via social media. One thing she hated about your public relationship was that you lacked privacy when you went out in public. Kanade kind of knew once she saw the picture.

🎵 Kanade understood almost immediately that the person in that photo wasn’t you. But she wanted to play up her innocent girl persona with you. So she faked crying and showed up at your place.

🎵 She would intentionally try and make you feel bad for her. Kanade would start up an argument showing pictures that were on social media. But that argument did dissolve quickly.

🎵 Once formally told by you, Kanade would try and guilt trip you for not introducing her to your family beforehand. And she would only then cuddle you as a make up for the argument.

Iroha Nijiue

🎨 Iroha would see a picture taken by one of her older siblings of you and another person. They had multiple pictures of dates and kisses as if her sibling had been stalking you. Which that made her upset.

🎨 She was straight up in denial as she assumed that they were doing this to get her much more focused on her masterpieces. Until Iroha was told by either Emma or Hajime that they had seen you going around with another person.

🎨 Iroha would feel so hurt by this, and would just lock herself in her room and cry for hours. She would draw her ocs getting trauma to cope with the feelings of hurt.

🎨 She would also probably make someone else go and confront you about it, record the situation and send it to her. And which in this case she made Emma do it. After knowing that it was just your cousin she would pretend like none of that ever happened whatsoever.

Hibiki Otonokoji 

🎶 Hibiki would hear about this through Kanade, who would also show proof of a video of you and the other person kissing. Intentionally Hibiki would lash out at Kanade for ever assuming that would’ve been you before breaking down crying for her sister to comfort her.

🎶 She wouldn’t confront you for a while, she would just ghost and ignore you. Avoiding places that you could’ve seen one another in public. Hibiki just felt so betrayed, so many people had left her. Why you too?

🎶 Eventually you two would see each other somehow again, and Hibiki would start crying demanding for an explanation. It created a whole scene but you loved Hibiki so why did it matter?

🎶 Once you told Hibiki that it wasn’t you in those pictures and that it was your cousin, going as far as to FaceTime them to prove it. Hibiki’s blind trust in Kanade’s words would begin to dwindle.

[ask-mrpuzzles]

*Wraps a blanket around him and gives him a plush next to him*

🌠 💫⭐🧺🧸✨🌟🌌

"Good night you silly tv. <3"

-❔anon

[The questioning anon]

Zzzz...

[daddys-little-conundrum]

Opinions on the other rogues?

❔:: Hmmm... Good question! Let me think...

The Riddler

❔:: Kinda obvious I love him. Dad is dad. However, sometimes he could be.. insufferable.

Penguin

❔:: Ozzie is like an uncle of sorts to me! He's very polite and has a lot of cute birds in the aviary! Also Oswald knows how to treat a kid right - he gave me a whole bowl of pistachio ice cream last time!

Scarecrow

❔:: Dr Crane is.. very curious case, I suppose. Usually people more easy to read, I mean, I don't even understand what he feels emotionally! Sad or glad, his face isn't changing! Unsettling. Possibly the thing he wants to achieve. Congratulations! Don't tell dad but sometimes Dr Crane is more mysterious than him. And that's really scary.

Mad Hatter

❔:: Oh, Mr Tetch is a good person! A friend even. I like his hat, it's very stylish. And also cool that he isn't afraid to behave as a child. Well, fooling around, having fun. He's not so serious like others, it's great!

Catwoman

❔:: Selina is an old friend of family so I also can't tell something bad about her. I could probably say she has too many cats, but too many cats is a lie. Cats are always welcomed! Especially kittens.

Harley Quinn

❔:: I didn't interact with her much, but she seems a nice person! She's very sweet and as Jervis can have some fun despite being "too old" for this! I like her hairstyle, yet don’t understand why she still asks attention of that clown. Harley, you deserve better!

Joker

❔:: He's more scary than Scarecrow himself... Especially that smile... Brrr!

Two-Face

❔:: I have dual opinion about Mr Dent. From one side he still a honest person who you can rely on. From other.. you might be not very lucky with coin and BLAM! Hello bullet in your head.