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Kuroshitsuji: Red Eyes (Book 3)

AraLM_06

Summary:

Our six friends are in a world of the luxurious Victorian London along with Amber's butler, Sebastian Michaelis.

They suspect that the mysterious butler in black hides something important which himself cannot tell them the only thing they want to know: Their origins...

(Book 3 of "Brides of Darkness")

*I've been written this fanfic saga was written since 2016 (previously posted on wattpad), however I decided to "repost" it in here.

On this one, I only had published on wattpad the prologue and then I stopped. But I came back to continue hehehe

I hope you guys enjoy..*

Chapter 1: Prologue | A Victorian London

We are in England, in 19th century, reigned by the beloved queen Victoria and the view is the luxurious and working London where trade is broad with import and export of products from America, Asia and the whole Europe.

In between the woods and away from the city, there is a mansion.

The Phantomhive Mansion.

"Milady...Milady, time to get up" a butler in black calls his lady.

Amber wakes up startled and she glances at him "Sebastian" the butler smiles as he carries the cart beside her bed.

"Another nightmare?" he says. The young blonde girl covers her face with her hands; she's still not confirmed towards the news of her mother's death what she doesn't know its cause. As she sits on the bed, Sebastian gives her a cup of tea Earl Grey that she drinks it "It past more than a week that you have a nightmare..."

"I cannot avoid it, but this time it was different."

"What do you mean?"

"I saw too much blood, deepen wounds...like I was there..." Sebastian's face was too serious while Amber was telling her nightmare, but she interrupts herself as she glares at him "What's wrong?"

"Nothing.."

"Sebastian, you're hiding something. You never told me about how my mother died."

His hand took her chin lifting her head "One day, you will understand Milady."

"You're always saying that and it pisses me off.."

"Come" with one hand, Sebastian was holding a casual victorian blue dress as with the other takes Amber's hand to get her up taking her towards the mirror "I'm going to dress you."

Amber was about to claim but Sebastian had seen her with no clothes on, because, he took care of her since she was a baby; as he takes off her nightdress falling to the floor, Sebastian looks at every detail of her body and he dresses her and arranges her hair. "I'm getting used at this time..." Amber says while she fixes her dress as Sebastian puts her shoes on.

...

At the dining room for breakfast, there are on the table Danielle, Rosemary, Maya, Tanya and Shanna with Moka in her arms: the five of them are also dressed this time style...

Amber could see Maya feeling herself odd "You're still not used to it, right?"

"You know I don't like wearing dresses." Maya never wore a dress before not even skirts when she was little, but since it's the Victorian Era the girls as to wear dresses...no claiming.

Rosemary has some papers in her hands with some red details "What are these invitations?"

"It's to send to our guests for a party we are organizing here." said Amber.

"A party? We already arrived here..." said Tanya.

Shanna was happy when she heard the word 'party' ; "You see Moka, we will have a party.."

Then, Sebastian affirms "This party is an introduction of yourselves to Society as also to plan business with them."

"I don't know if the Society will believe that Ciel have cousins who were overseas and decided to come back to expand the business of Toys Phantom." Amber had doubts.

Danielle sees something positive about the party "I think this party would make us understand who we will deal with."

"Specially" Amber says with a smile "we have the Queen's trust and nothing can happen to us because I know she will cover it up."

"I heard about it too" Maya spoke "I had read the Phantomhive's Diary I found at the drawing room and it says about their relationship with the Queen and how she covers everything up." the girls were impressed about Maya's surprising intelligence...

"Don't worry Miladies, the party will happen in a few days..." then, Sebastian takes a deep breath and he speaks "and there's something to reveal to you that I should had told since we arrived here."

"I knew it!" Amber confronts the butler "Speak up at once Sebastian, what have you been hiding from us?"

Chapter 2: 1 | After Ciel Phantomhive...

Notes:

Read this chapter along with this song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6y2RdA_7J3I

Chapter Text

Sebastian had planned everything to tell them, however his mild anxiety was stronger and that would be a perfect time to do it “Follow me, please..” He told them as he gave a sign to follow him..

~Amber~

I know Sebastian since I was born and I know he wasn’t a man of lies not even to hide anything, until he had announced me about my mother’s death for not telling me what happened. However, the curiosity between me and my friends was filling us up since he decided to brought us: Why did he bring us six together by the way?

We all glanced to a strange basement which the other servants were not allowed to enter, Sebastian unlocked the door allowing us to enter. As he turn on the lights, we saw that inside the basement was actually an old library..but, something was strange..

“Wait..” Danielle walked to a small portrait “these are my parents..”

“What do you mean?” Maya and Tanya glanced to a photograph of her parents, as also Shanna and Rosie.

“Sebastian, we want an answer. Why do you have photos of my friends’ parents in here?” My mind was spinning around as I was about to collapse, but Sebastian could take me as he sat me on a chair.

“I think you must all sit..” all of them did as they tell me to relax. Then, Sebastian started to tell a story: “Remember I told you about Ciel Phantomhive right? Him and his parents suffered a fire inside this manor; then he survived the fire but not from the torture he had from a Cult..he wanted to survive, he wanted vengeance as he made a pact with a demon..”

Shanna interrupted him “We already knew about that story..”

“True, but you didn’t know I was the one who Lord Ciel made a pact with?”

I said “That means you’re a demon” Sebastian nodded “but still that doesn’t respond of how our families are related to all this..”

The demon continued “I had served Lord Ciel in exchange to his soul as he would have his vengeance ended..however, he gone possessed by many other demons as he had many souls mixed in one body that he turned into a demon at the end, so I stayed serving him for many years..”

“Where is he now?” Asked Danielle.

“Dead. But his descendents followed his legacy for a long time..until it goes to Lucile Phantomhive” Sebastian faced me “your mother, Milady.” Me? Daughter of a Phantomhive? I had thought I was a ‘White’ since I was born..so that means I had been living in a lie? “No Milady, you didn’t live a lie” He read my mind “Your mother was always worried about you but unfortunately she was brutally killed even though she had information that you were living at a house of the sons of someone called Karlheinz as also her nieces..”

“Wait..I-I have cousins?”

“Didn’t you notice it Milady? The six of you are together now: Danielle, Amber, Rosalía, Minji, Minseo and Aishah Phantomhive.”

“Rosie, your real name’s Rosalía and you didn’t tell us?” Said Tanya.

Rosemary sighed “‘Rosemary Monroe’ is an artistic name, I never liked my real name which is Rosalía Cruz..besides, you three never told us those were your real names.” She responded facing the twins and Shanna.

“We never knew about our real names..” Said Maya.

“Me neither, they always hide my identity..” Said Shanna squeezing Moka to herself.

I was listening my friends talking but learning that Karlheinz invited us to give our blood to the Sakamaki as also to Mukami as also finding out we couldn’t reveal to them we were vampires, then Sebastian took us to a time travel as we received a bomb of we are actually cousins all this time and we didn’t know anything.

After a time silent, I broke the ice “So that means..”

“Yes, I know it might be confusing for you both but yes, you’re vampires with the Phantomhive Legacy in you as demons too” He kneeled himself as he lowered his head “and I’m here to serve you and obey your commands in this travel and forever” Then, he faced us with his glowing red eyes with a smirk “ my ladies.. ”

Chapter 3: 2 | Transformation

Notes:

**For those who don’t know the girls’ names will change, so:

+ Danielle e Amber keep with their own names because they’re real ones;

+ “Rosemary Monroe” is the artistic name of Rosalía Cruz;

+ Maya’s real name is Minji and Tanya’s is Minseo;

+ Shanna’s real name is Aishah;

Chapter Text

“It’s surprising seeing you reading a book Maya..I mean, Minji.” Said Aishah to her friend now real-blooded cousin, she was playing with Minseo some board games.

The red haired sighed “Unfortunately, we don’t have video games in here..and this book is kinda interesting.”

“Ruki would be impressed..” Rosalía, who was painting her canvas, teased her cousin making Minji go in crimson on her face.

“Let’s change the subject here, okay? Where’s Danni?”

“Danni is practicing violin after the performance at the party for the Society last night..” Minseo looked at the board as she saw Aishah taking the dice “Hey, it was my turn!”

“What, you had your turn!”

“Anyways, what about Amber?”

Danielle entered the room and responded “Amber is in the pool room with important people, she’s more understandable about negotiations.”

“Weren’t you practicing?” Said Rosalía.

“Those three servants were making too much noise catching rats so I’m here now..”

“Let’s leave Amber being the representative because she understands more of business than us.” Minji laughed embarrassed.

(...)

After the meeting, the six friends now cousins are now with Madam Red, Lau and RanMao as Sebastian were serving some tea to everyone. “Still surprising Earl Phantomhive had cousins and he didn’t mention..” Said Lau.

Danielle giggled and said “Unfortunately our cousin is the kind of person who doesn’t talk too much about the other family members who are also aware of business.”

“Interesting..”

Sebastian always had his eyes on the girls as he sneakily smiled how proud he was of their results; after he revealed the whole story he had the duty to teach them how to behave like ladies and have language, he also told about the transformation which would happen from time to time. However, he looked at Amber that wasn’t feeling well..

~Amber~

Since this morning I was having these hard headaches, it wasn't that painful after learning about the whole truth because these ones are weird and more painful like I was breached by a car. I left the room sneakily as I was on my way to the drawing room..

“Milady” I turned around facing Sebastian in front of me “are you alright?”

“In pain, but these are different..”

“I believe a cup of strong tea and a sweet that will make you feel better, I had prepared cherry pie.”

“W-With vanilla ice cream on top?” Ah Sebastian, you always can make me happy “You can bring me the pie and the tea to the drawing room.”

“Certainly, Milady.”

I went to the drawing room and I felt peace a bit..Suddenly, I felt something on my face making myself blacked out.

I opened my eyes as I saw a different room as I realized, I was tightened up “The ‘English Underworld’, an interesting league of families who do the dirty job and stop the other families who trespass the rules, most known as the Queen’s Guard Dogs..”

I faced the owner of the voice “I recognize you Azuro Venere of the Ferro Family, am I correct?”

Venere glanced at me “Lady Amber Phantomhive, the italian mafia wants the key and the access to the importation of drugs..”

“You seriously kidnapped me because of that? Like my cousins and I would give you that.”

“Don’t tell me you need the Queen’s permission?” His filthy hand raises my chin “She doesn’t need to know you gave me the key..we can get along so well.”

“I refuse for two things: first, you’re not allowed to ask indecent proposals to an engaged woman and second, if I disappear, my butler and my cousins will give the storehouse key to the Government.”

Venere pointed at me with a gun “Enough of bullshit Phantomhive, tell me where the key is or your cousins and your servants will die.”

I smirk at him “What a pointless threat..” He interrupted me with a kick to my face sending me to the wall as I saw him on the phone saying the negotiations were over.

~Sebastian~

Where is she? She disappeared just like that and she didn’t take a bite on her favourite sweet.

“Sebastian-san!!” MeyRin ran to me “A letter!”

“A letter to who?”

She tried to read the receiver name “It says it’s directly to the Phantomhive servants..”

Suddenly, the strong sound of the broken glass as MeyRin fell on me however, the pie was still safe “MeyRin, the letter.”

She faced me with her face all red “O-Oh..Y-Yes!” I stood up as I took the letter and I read it.

Then, my young ladies along with Madam Red, Grell, Lau and RanMao ran towards me. “We heard a gunshot, are you alright?” Said Madam Red.

“Yes, no problem but unfortunately I have to send a carriage back home.” I said as the three of them left with no worries leaving me only with the girls.

“Sebastian..” Said Rosalía “we sensed something happened to Amber..”

“Find her, Amber cannot die.” Said Minseo.

“Don’t worry, I sensed that she is in the process of transformation..” They stayed thinking, but I comforted them “I will find her, I had promised your aunt the six of you will be always together..”

~Amber~

My body was filled with bruises even though they healed quickly. Venere had beaten me up to make me speak and obviously I didn’t open my mouth however, I felt a strong sting in my whole body and it wasn't the bruises..but it passed.

“What do you mean you failed the shot? Idiots, you’re worthless..” I heard Venere’s furious voice as I realized his men had failed the shot making me relieved. Suddenly, I heard from the other line screams of fear saying something was running after them until I heard no one was answering..

That’s when I realized..it was Him.

I start laughing as Venere glanced at me “Seems like the game of fetch ended..”

“Shut up!” Venere kicked once more on my body and my face and then he came back to the phone “If you all don’t answer, I’ll kill you..”

“Good afternoon!” It was really Sebastian, he got them “This is one of the Phantomhive servants, I was wondering if our Mistress had been intruding upon you..” Venere didn’t respond just only looking at me “Hello?..Is that the case?..Hello?”

I felt Sebastian was expecting ‘that sign’ which in my opinion was a weird one but it was the only way. “Meow!”

“Understood, I shall come and collect her immediately.” And he hung up the phone leaving Venere with no air that I could sense fear from distance.

~3rd Person~

Sebastian arrived at the house where Ferro Mafia lived, he entered and eliminated the whole gang, the dining hall was full of blood, dead bodies and the walls drilled from the bullets. All done, he took his pocket watch “5:43 pm..it really took a bit of time..”

Venere had his gun pointed to the door as Sebastian’ footsteps slowly became audible, Sebastian opened the door as he walked slowly and he bowed himself “I’m here to collect my Mistress.”

“I’m surprised. I thought it was a monstrous man but it seems more like a thin man in a tailcoat, what kind of butler are you?”

“No. I am one Hell of butler, just that.”

“I see..but I have no intention of going at you, however..” Venere took Amber from her hair revealing her condition to him. “Did you get the item?” Sebastian took from his coat the storehouse key as he revealed to Venere, however the Mafia boss had other plans. Suddenly, one of the paintings had ripped as it was revealed four more of Venere’s men shooting at Sebastian until he fell to the floor. He laughed and glanced at Amber “Seriously, this how your security is? Ah! I always have an ace up my sleeve..”

“Sebastian..” Suddenly, the sting Amber had on her body turned into a strong twinge making her shut her eyes from the pain in everywhere including her throat that became dry at sudden feeling herself thirsty..

“My my, it’s happening..” Sebastian’s voice was well heard as he rose himself standing on his feet, then he spat the bullets out of his mouth revealing some blood as well.

“What are you doing there? Shoot him!” Venere desperately commanded his men to shoot Sebastian but the butler threw the bullets at them, killing them immediately.

Sebastian looks at Venere pointing his gun to Amber’s head threatening him if he gets close to her she would be shot; Amber was still in severe pain with her mouth open and dry as also her throat “Sebastian, help me..”

“I can feel your pain Milady as also your dry throat and it’s not for water..do not resist.” He walked closer but Venere warned him not to come closer.

“Sebastian, help me out here..”

He smirked, glancing at her “Give me the order Milady..”

Amber looked at Sebastian and shouted “It’s an order, save me this instant!”

“Shut up!” Venere pulled the trigger..but Amber wasn’t dead not even a mark of the shot, the young girl faced him slowly making Venere sweat cold of fear: Amber’s dark blue eyes turned into glowy red,the Faustian contract mark well viewed on her neck as also her sharp fangs.

Meanwhile, the bullet was on Sebastian’s hand “I believe this is yours.” He put the bullet in Venere's pocket, making the man’s arm twist as a result.

Then, Sebastian carried Amber to sit her on an armchair to release her “Whoever you are I’ll pay you the double, no..the triple they do..” Said Venere desperately.

“I have to refuse Signore Venere because..” Sebastian glances at him “I am a one Hell of Butler, after all.” His eyes got on glowy red as black feathers fell around the room. Venere was petrified, he looked at Sebastian and Amber that was glaring at him like she wanted to eat him “My Mistress as also her cousins are demon vampires as I serve them till the end..” Sebastian turned to Amber “Milady, your snack is served.”

“Now Signore Venere, stay right there” Amber stood up “I haven’t sucked so much blood in weeks.” She said as her mouth went forward to him..

(...)

“How is she?” Danielle, Minji and Minseo were sitting on the couch and Sebastian was stood up.

“She is fine besides, she let out her own frustration during the transformation.” He said.

“Ah, when will it be our turn then?” Said Minji.

“You need to feel a strong pain, am I right?” Minseo said as Sebastian giggled.

“To be specific..Yes, but the situations can be different and I know how the six of you act..”

After some conversation, the girls went back to their bedrooms to rest for another day.

Chapter 4: 3 | Jack the Ripper

Notes:

This chapter will be related to the "first part" of the Jack the Ripper case

(to be more specific, on episode 4).

Reminder about the Ocs:

Danielle

Amber

Maya (now called, Minji)

Tanya (now called, Minseo)

Shanna (now called, Aishah)

Rosemary (her real name is Rosalía)

Chapter Text

I took my Mistresses to the famous Selfridges to go shopping. I went with Amber to the accessories section, the salesman saw us entering “Good morning, how can I help you?”

“Good morning Sir, we came to get the walking stick we brought to fix.” I took the paper and gave it to him.

He read it and realized it “Ah yes, that walking stick” He opened the drawer showing a black walking stick with a blue jewel as a support as he gave to Amber “I’m surprised that young woman have a walking stick which mostly men-”

Immediately, Amber pointed out the stick towards his face “Yes, still precise. Excellent work, good sir.” I giggled as I paid him before we left.

Then, we reunited with each other “How was your shopping time?”

“We were about to buy some presents for the boys but we weren’t sure what we would give them, so we bought some accessories for ourselves.” Said Danielle.

“I just bought a new perfume for me.” Said Aishah.

Minji had a newspaper “Something in your interest Milady?” I asked her.

“The news as usual” She showed the headlines “the Jack the Ripper’s case is still scaring the whole town.”

“Tell me about it” Said Amber “the Queen herself is desperate..”

“Let me guess, your Majesty sent us a letter.” Said Minseo.

“Correct.” Amber showed them the letter with the royal stamp “You know what that means Sebastian?”

“Certainly Milady, it’s time for the Guard Dogs to get in action.” I responded.

“I can’t believe you really said that way Sebastian.” Said Minji.

“I learned it from you.”

~3rd Person~

Sebastian and the girls arrived at the house nearby the city where they will stay for a while to resolve the case. The reason the girls became the Royal Guard Dogs was because the Queen knew about Earl Ciel’s family members, so she proclaimed them to help the Queen to be part of the ‘English Underworld’ to solve the cases.

As they arrived, they immediately with Lau, Madam Red and Grell searching for tea disordered everything everywhere “Why are you here?” They got attention from the girls.

“Oh Miladies, welcome home” Lau greeted them with a huge smile.

Madam Red affirmed “For the six of you being here, it means the Queen called her Guard Dogs for the mission.”

“Exactly Madam.” Said Minseo.

Everyone sat while Sebastian was serving them tea and pie meanwhile Grell himself was admiring Sebastian doing his job instead of helping him.

Amber started talking “According to the Queen’s letter, Jack the Ripper has been killing prostitutes all around the red streets of London..”

“Where do we start?” Said Lau.

“The idea is all of us going to the crime scene..”

Everyone agreed as they went to the dark streets where already almost the whole population was interdicted to pass to the other side, unfortunately the Detectives forbade the girls to pass even if they had the Royal House’s seal; “So, what do we do now?” Said Madam Red.

Danielle thought and said “There’s one person who can help us out..”

“I was thinking about that person as well..” Said Amber.

“You mean t-that creepy man?” Said Aishah.

They stopped in front of a funeral parlor and they entered, Aishah hid herself behind the twins, Amber stepped forward and called him “We know you’re here, Undertaker!”

“He he..” Undertaker appeared out of a casket “finally I had met you” He jumped out approaching them “welcome, I believe you’re here because of the murders happening and I have the information..but in exchange, I want ‘that’..”

“‘That’?” Said Minji, confused.

“I want you to make me laugh..” The girls didn’t know what to do to make Undertaker die to laugh, not even Lau and Madam Red tried their best. But Sebastian did it perfectly, so Undertaker started talking “This assassin is very perceptive and in my point of view from the cuts on the women are similar as from a doctor and all the bodies have their wombs deeply cut..”

“What do you mean?” Said Lau.

“Like this..” Undertaker grabs Minseo using her as an example, he raises her head a bit “first the Killer slits the Victim’s throat..and then already dead..” Then, with his other hand went down to her belly not touching it locating her womb “..rips the womb multiple times..but leaving her beautiful applying blood on her lips..”

Minseo wasn’t enjoying those creepy touches “C- Can you let me go please?”

“Undertaker let go, her fiance wouldn’t enjoy seeing such act..” Said Rosalía and made Minseo go red.

“Shut up Rosa!”

(...)

Including the Undertaker’s information about the corpses, it can be joined as well the information Sebastian had collected from the doctors from every hospital around London, all of them presented alibis except one: Aleister Chamber, also known as Viscount of Druitt. This Nobleman had learned Medicine, however, it was heard he was part of Dark Cults as also giving organs to sell to the Black Market.

And as a coincidence, it was a masquerade party night at the Viscount’s villa.

Rosalía entered the ballroom along with Sebastian, Lau, Madam Red and Grell. “Everyone, I know we have to infiltrate here to investigate, but..why was I chosen to be the one to get his attention??” Before they arrived at the villa, the Phantomhive cousins had to choose which one of them would be a good distraction to Viscount Druitt and they all agreed that Rosalía would be an excellent choice.

“Because Lady Rosalía..” Madam Red covered themselves with her fan “if someone discovers you’re one of ladies Phantomhive would be a shame as the Queen’s Guardian Dog, besides, the Viscount loves women a lot and I believe he’ll have his eyes on you easily..” The way Madam said about the Viscount’s attraction to women made Rosa traumatized; I mean Rosalía is latin and her appearance was to be attracted by men and jealous by women, probably it was the reason she has a bond with three vampires.

~Rosalía~

I will still kill the girls from putting me into this situation, I was wearing a beige ball gown that kinda revealed my breasts and a mask with the same color, a black wig and some jewellery Madam borrowed me. I look like a prostitute dressed like this, but good thing I have Sebastian next to me, he was also disguised as my tutor or something similar to it “This is ridiculous Sebastian..”

“I think you look beautiful, look..” He discreetly pointed out at many men staring at me “you have many suitors here..”

I ironically laughed at him “Very funny Sebastian, doing this stupid idea is like I’m cheating on my boys..Anyways, faster we find the man faster we get information and leave this place.” Then, some women were admiring a blond man wearing gold affirming he was Viscount Druitt himself, so we looked at him “So that man is the Viscount, let’s approach him..” Sebastian nodded following me but we stopped because it started my nightmare: the waltz time. “Shit..”

“Well seems like we have no choice” Sebastian stepped in front of me “we have to dance Milady.”

“Sebastian, you know I can’t dance waltz..”

“But I had seen you dancing salsa.”

“Okay, but..”

“I believe you can dance the waltz, besides we have to attract the Viscount one way or another..” He took my hand as we had ourselves in position to start dancing as we joined the pairs that were in the middle of the ballroom. After dancing a lot, I felt tired but I didn’t lose any composure “I knew you could do it..” Said Sebastian while he was fixing my dress and my wig.

Suddenly, we heard someone clapping his hands. “Amazing, you flew like a beautiful sparrow in the middle of the ballroom, pretty young lady.”

Sebastian said “Milady, I’ll bring a drink for you..” Before he could leave and mumbles to me “Relax, just spread your charm and you’ll handle it..” And then, he left me alone with Viscount who was checking me out. Ugh..

I faced the man “G-Good evening, Viscount Druitt.” I bowed to him.

“Charming accent pleased to meet you, Little Sparrow.” He greeted me with a kiss in my hand.

I giggled to disguise my disgust. “I'm enjoying this party of yours, but I only came here as a chance to finally meet you.”

“Oh?” With some sweet and charming words towards the Visconde made him be more interested in me “What a naughty princess, I imagine what other interests you have would be more interesting..” Then, I could feel his hand going lower to my hip making me feel more disgust. Control yourself Rosalía, you won’t kiss him or something..how much I want to kill this creep. “But don’t you think it’s early for you Sweetie?”

“Don’t tease me my Lord, I’m a lady not a little girl..”

After many words and not insisting that much, I could have a chance to be alone with the Viscount taking me into a room. But when I entered, I felt a strange scent that made me collapse except him. Son of a bitch!

~3rd Person~

Rosalía woke up and was blindfolded but she could see an audience sitting in front of her, the Viscount was next to her outside the cage she was locked in. There, she realized she was being auctioned.

“Everyone, this beauty next to me there’s no one equal as her. Beautiful brown eyes, soft and sunkissed skin like gold..” With that description, everything rolled on Rosa’s head making her lose her temper..it was also her transformation coming.

When the woman took off the blindfold, the lights shut down leaving Rosa’s newborn bloody demon eyes glowing in the room, the cage broke as she jumped towards everyone...

“My my..” The lights were back on revealing Sebastian walking around of people knocked out towards the stage where Rosa and the Viscount were “You really are a wild woman, Milady..”

Rosa looked at Sebastian revealing blood on her mouth and on the Viscount’s throat “You took too long..” She said dropping the man’s body to the floor.

“Your transformation is complete, but it was unnecessary to kill him..”

“I just sucked his disgusting blood..”

“I have to teach you how to heal the fang mark and the blood on somebody and remove their memories..” He took a handkerchief and handed it to her to clean her mouth, then Sebastian did a gesture making the mark and the blood disappear from the Viscount’s throat and clothes and made something on his mind.

“Anyways..” Rosalía looks at the Viscount “let’s end the case of Jack the Ripper and actually it was easier than I thought. Let’s go home!”

(...)

On the night morning, everyone was having breakfast when Lau arrived with the newspaper of today. “Bad news?” Said Aishah.

“Worse, look!” He showed them the newspaper with the headline saying Jack the Ripper had killed one more victim..

“What?” Rosalía was really pissed “What this means, it wasn’t the Viscount?”

Chapter 5: 4 | Grim Reaper

Chapter Text

The plan to catch Jack the Ripper was a huge failure and worst of all, the Viscount himself had a perfect alibi and he didn’t know anything about the prostitutes murder.

So who was Jack the Ripper then?

The girls were all sleeping and the only one awake was Amber who was reading the autopsy reports Undertaker gave them “This is not right..”

“Lady Amber..” She looked up.

“Oh Madam Red, I thought you were sleeping as well..”

“It’s difficult to sleep with this horrible weather, so I thought we could play some chess to spend some time.” She showed her the inside the box that contained the chessboard and the pieces itselves.

“Agreed and the weather in Munich is not like this.” Amber looked at the weather through the window that was raining and thundering a lot that night, then she said “I would love to play with you, but..” Then Madam took the papers from the girl’ hands and handed them to Sebastian to do that job so the two women put the board and the pieces in place to start playing right away.

“Lady Amber, I didn’t know the situation about my nephew had disappeared leaving his cousins in charge of family business..”

“It’s a long story Madam, but Ciel is a very reserved young boy and that’s why he never told anyone about my cousins and I existences..”

“I see, however..I had met Vincent Phantomhive and he never had siblings..” Amber stopped her move and glared at Madam..obviously Sebastian noticed the situation.

But the young german smirked “Careful because curiosity can be dangerous..” And she gave her a brute checkmate ending the game, then Amber stood up “It was a good game but now I need to sleep, sweet dreams Madam..you better need it.” And the girl leaves the living room.

~Amber~

This hure (bitch) is close to finding out everything and reporting us..

I went upstairs to the bedrooms hallways and I encountered right away with my cousins “You guys had noticed right?”

“This Madam Red has been asking many questions since she met us..” Said Danielle “Plus, she has suspected something since we arrived here..”

“True Milady” Sebastian arrived out of nowhere taking us to my room to talk..“What do you mean?” Said Minseo.

I laughed and I looked at our butler “I think we should tell them the truth..Sebastian and I always knew Viscount Druitt had the alibi and the culprit was closer than we thought..”The girls were surprised..

“What the fuck did you say?” Everyone except Rosalía, she stepped towards me as she grabbed me from the robe.

“I disguised myself for nothing, that’s what you're saying Bitch?”

“First of all respect me, second you have the habit teasing us and this was a punishment you paid..”

“I should have..”

“No please, stop fighting!” Said Aishah, scared, she never liked conflicts.“I feel disgusted for being touched by that pervert Viscount..”

“I thought you liked perverts..” Said Minji teasing her with a smirk.

“Vete a la mierda Minji! (Fuck off Minji!)”

“I still don’t know what the hell you responded to, but I believe it wasn’t a good one..” Said Minji.

“At least Rosalía, you must thank me because you got transformed.” Rosa sighed but she ended up apologizing to me and we all good like usual.

(...)

Hours later, the six of us disguised ourselves as citizens as we stayed at the red streets of London, the place of crime where Jack the Ripper performs his crimes and the plan is: Wait for the right moment to catch the Culprit in the act. “Do you think this is a good idea Sebastian?” Said Minseo.

“Certainly Milady, we will catch him any..” And suddenly, we heard a high pitched female scream.

“It’s him, let’s get him!” We run towards the place, when we arrived and we opened the door it was a huge mistake..for us: the inside of the house was covered with blood on the floor..too much blood that leaving us with not control of thirst yet, luckily Sebastian was there with us or we would end up to be the Culprit.

“Oh my God, this is not what it looks like..” We could hear Grell’s voice in panic, however Sebastian wasn’t dumb at all.

“Even on time travel, you still kill these prostitutes again Grell Sutcliff..”

Then, Grell started giggling “Seriously Sebas-chan, thinking having that kid dead I would get a chance on you..” We removed the hats to avoid looking at the amount of blood and looked at Grell changing his black hair into vivid red and changing his glasses. “Now I have to deal with six girls..”

Minji looked at Grell in his..let’s say, true form. “Who’s this Drag Queen?”

“Watch your tongue Red Haired Missy, have respect from woman to woman..”

“So it was you who had been killing these poor women..” Said Aishah holding Moka tightly.

“No.” I spoke up “Grell being here, he didn’t do it alone..”

“Exactly.” Then, from the inside the house, it appeared a female figure coming out there revealing a recognizable woman of Society.

“Madam Red..”

“Grell always knew something was wrong about the six of you and I’ll report to the Queen dealing with a group of vampires..” That was the end of the line for us, Madam Red had found out about us. The question is: what do we gonna do now?

“Miladies, you cannot kill Grell is not a Human. He’s a Grim Reaper.” Wait a Grim Reaper, like Death itself? Insults shooted out by Minji about Grell not being the Death everyone had knowledge and him being offended as hell, Madam Red admitted about the women’ murders for private purposes but she was furious for getting caught so Grell immediately pulls out a giant chainsaw, which is his death scythe, giving signal it was time to attack.

“Sebastian, deal with him..” I gave him the order.

“What about Madam Red?”

“Don’t worry, this will be a fight between ladies..” Said Danielle as we six took off our cloaks..

“Yes, my Ladies..” And then Sebastian and Grell started fighting while we ran after Madam Red when she saw a chance to run away..

Wrong move.

We got her in a deadlock “End of line Madam Red!” I said and the woman started attacking us with a knife and Minji took her arm and twisted it making her scream in pain and drop the knife, but Madam Red got me - I’m going to kill you, filthy monster! - but she stopped, so I pushed her away colliding to the wall. Sebastian appeared to help us and attack her but I immediately stopped him.

“What are you doing Amber, we have to kill her!” Said Minseo.

“Madam Red” Grell wasn’t in a worse mood “You had promised me you would kill them..” She couldn’t do anything because I reminded her of someone, but before she could say something, Grell merciless ripped her body open with his death scythe. We were all in shock at how crazy that act was; then, some tapes rolled off from her body: the ones called Cinematic Record that describe the person’s whole life and Madam Red’s life wasn’t a happy one at all...

(...)

~3rd Person~

It were tough days for the girls: They almost got found out by a human that ended up dead by a Grim Reaper that got suspended for killing humans with no reason which he deserved, but they couldn’t kill them because they know they’re vampires and nearly demons. The positive thing they did was to give condolence on Madam Red’s funeral even though she almost had attacked Amber because she also received them with her open arms when they met each other.

Sebastian arrived at the dining room where the girls were sitting and he served them the food “I know it was tough for all of you, but you need to eat..”

“Okay, we eat then..” Said Danielle and they started to eat.

“But learning we were discovered makes us worried.” Rosalía felt less appetite to eat but she did her best.

“And also having Grim Reapers watching us.” Said Amber as they sighed.

“I believe you’ll feel happy on what I have here..” Then, Sebastian showed them some envelopes and gave what were directed to each other; when they read the names of the senders, they got surprised and looked at Sebastian: Those were the letters from the Sakamaki and the Mukami to them “They miss you all badly..”

“They’re telling us to keep contact and also to hurry up.” Said Amber.

“They’re in a rush, don’t they?” The girls laughed.

The Circus arrived..

Notes:

*AUTHOR IMPORTANT NOTES*

i know i took too long but before you read, here're few warnings for you:

1: soon, i'll post a new fanfic to other anime*

2: once again, as soon "Red Eyes" ends, the saga will be on hiatus once more, and i would like you to continue follow this story to not loose the fandoms of diabolik lovers and kuroshitsuji..*

3 (and lastly): i'll write a new kuroshitsuji fanfic, but a short one and not related to my saga (or is it, not sure yet) and maybe i'll make a translation in portuguese (i'm sorry for just only write in two languages) - this fanfic will be related to the "Public school arc" on the manga, written on my new way..*

.. and now yes, enjoy your reading.

Chapter Text

The girls did get their transformations, they are also Demons now so Sebastian can teach them the basics, the ones like telekinesis, pyrokinesis and mind control.

Every girl..except Aishah. Yes, she is considered Demon and yes, she can execute her powers perfectly through the lessons and tests and she has the Faustian Contract mark like everyone but something was wrong: her green eyes cannot turn into red when she transforms.

"Milady.." Sebastian called Aishah to execute her power alone, but seeing her cousins doing it makes her feel worse.

"I-I can't do it, I'm so sorry.." and Aishah ran leaving the game room crying.

"Aishah!" Minji and Rosalía were about to go after her but Danielle stopped them.

"Let me talk to her.." And Danielle left the room searching for her, she found her in the garden, sat on the bench hugging Moka tightly and tears falling from her eyes "Aishah, you don't need to feel sad.."

"Why not? I'm not a complete Demon, I don't have the eyes.."

"Aishah, you have the powers right?" She nodded. "There's no need to feel upset sweetie." Aishah leaned to Danielle's shoulder as the Polish girl pats her head comforting her.

Then, the rest of the girls arrived and Rosalía and Minji as they approached her. "Relax Aishah, it's not the end of the World."

Minji said next "Dongsaeng*, we'll find a way to turn you into a complete Demon."

"If you transformed as complete Vampires you'll turn into complete Demons." The six girls were surprised by Sebastian that appeared out of nowhere. "I have to teach you to sense every presence.."

"That would be great" Said Amber "But you being here something's wrong, what happened?" Sebastian gave her a letter as she saw the stamp on there: one more letter from the Queen.

"What does she want?" Said Minseo.

Amber opened the letter as she read it "It's something worse girls.." The letter itself described that someone had been kidnapping many children mysteriously, the police never found any trail not even clues to continue the searches, so the Queen wants the Phantomhive to get in the case and to solve it.

"More kidnaps?" Said Danielle confused "Could it be the same guy we defeated had come back.."

"That stupid Angel? Sebastian had dealt with him and good thing we got rid of that filthy Demon Dog.." Said Amber.

"Hey I liked Pluto.."

"I'm allergic to dogs Danni and we had to get rid of him one way or another!"

Minji said. "Aishah had dealt with the dolls last time, however, the case was solved discovering the children all dead."

Aishah scoffed "It was the night I transformed myself with no reason at all because I didn't feel any pain."

"Plus" Sebastian continued "I believe it will make you better.." Then, he showed them a pamphlet of an event.

"A circus?" Said Minji.

"Yes, I believe that going to the circus will make Lady Aishah because I know she never watched a circus as a child," He said directing to Aishah that herself nodded "and speaking of children, it might be a clue to start up the case.."

Then, Amber responded. "Well that has logic,alright let's go there tonight."

(...)

It was a night of animation and the Noah's Ark Circus arrived in London to animate everyone.

During the show, the Phantomhive cousins were observing the artists as also the host, Joker, because his hand was in skeleton however, the show itself was captivating that left Aishah's eyes sparkling like stars.

After the end of the show and after almost scared up the audience from being bitten by a tiger and then being cared by the Doctor, Sebastian went back home with the girls and they stayed at the drawing room; Amber, Danielle and Minseo were sat while Minji, Aishah and Rosalía stayed stood up with the Butler. The german girl questioned "Sebastian, did you find something suspicious at the Circus?"

"Something vacant, but I was intrigued about something.."

"Another female soul I suppose?"

"Stop Rosalía!"

Sebastian giggled "It was female yes, but her leg seemed strange.."

"Her leg?" Sebastian started telling that everyone from the circus had prosthetics of some body parts which were made of a special ceramic and there it was kind of a mark. The information wasn't pleasant but the suspicion it's still inside that giant tent, the question is: How to get in the tent without getting recognized?

"I thought of someone who can go with Sebastian to investigate.." Said Amber.

"And who might be?" Said Rosalía.

"I think our Aishah can go."

"Me? Is it because it's also a case with children, because of that I despise children!"

"Aishah, as you don't know you act like a child too." Said Minji.

The youngest pouted and gripped her bear "Don't listen to them Moka, they're jealous of not having you."

"Milady" Sebastian called her "do not worry I shall stay next to you during your stay at the circus.."

A Strange Colleague..

Notes:

Hello everyone, I'm back hehe..

Did you miss me?

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“Oh!” Joker and the whole troupe looked at Aishah. She was dressed as a young poor girl, in a simple shirt and long skirt and all dirty, of course Moka had to be dirty as well. “So this is the girl you talked about?”

“Correct.” Sebastian said with a bright smile. “I told her about this circus and she was so interested and she wanted to enter too.”

Aishah said. “Y-yes, my name is Jane. Pleased to meet you all.”

Dagger checked on her “You seem like a child with that bear..”

“Ye-yeah..I already have had this bear since I was younger, but I can practice without her in my arms.”

Joker approached Aishah “Right, but what kind of talent do you have?”

“Well, I’m good at singing and dancing..”

“Mhm,” Joker thought, “for dancing we have the death-defying tightrope walk test that I believe it’s similar, but can you balance yourself?” Right with a snap, Aishah was found herself close to the rope while Doll tightened her for safety “Don’t be scared young Miss, just don’t be a quitter.” Obviously it scared her however it didn’t affect her balancing herself.

After the auditions, Joker had his final decision “Everyone get around.” He called the whole troupe and they approached him where were also Aishah and Sebastian next to him dressed differently; his suit didn’t change only the makeup and the top hat, on the other hand, Aishah was dressed like Doll but her dress was half lilac half turquoise, white tights and black ballerina slippers and her hair was pinned up “Meet our newcomers, this is Black”

“Hello, I’m Black nice to meet you.” Said Sebastian.

“And this our lovely Puppet.”

Aishah went surprised for having Puppet as her stage name and as coincidence, when she lived at the Sakamaki Manor, Kanato used to say she was a puppet being controlled by him, but honestly she was starting to hate being called like that. “Irony of Fate right?” Mumbled the youngest one.

Meanwhile, Sebastian said “Do you have some words to say Puppet?”

Aishah looked at everyone and smiled “I hope we can get along well..”

Then, Dagger said “Puppet, you’re still staying with the newbies while Black goes to the substitutes along with one more colleague..oh, he’s over there.” He pointed out a man in a yellow suit balancing himself with a stick on his hands..however, Aishah and Sebastian noticed right away who that man actually was.

~Aishah~

What was a Grim Reaper doing at the Circus??

“Honestly, I never thought I would see you again” He said as he adjusted his glasses “your filthy smell even stings up here, what are your purposes..” He went down and pointed at us with his scythe as Sebastian stepped in front of me. “Demon and Demon Vampire?”

Everyone was staring at us three as I panicked: This Grim Reaper just revealed our identities. Oh no, what are we gonna do?

Suddenly, Dagger and everyone laughed. Wait what? “Hahaha! Suit, you and your funny stories..Demon and Demon Vampire, that’s a good one!”

“I’m telling the whole truth around here!”

“Yes of course, but it’s now time to practice..” They came back to their places practicing but Sebastian and the Grim Reaper weren’t present anymore. Honestly I’m not sure, but I trust Sebastian since he doesn’t reveal the reason why we listed ourselves at the Circus.

However, my cousins need to know this information..

-Minseo-

“The Grim Reaper is William T. Spears, the one who took Grell out of London after the Jack the Ripper’s case..” Amber reminded us at the same moment when Aishah had transmitted to us by telepathy.

“That Grim Reaper version of Reiji took our chance to kill Grell that time.” Said Unnie.

Rosalía responded “It was impossible to kill a Grim Reaper Minji.”

I said “Okay but the question is, why is he at the Circus as a trope member in disguise?”

“The obvious as usual girls” Danni said. “One more human will die any moment to collect it on their book record.” Then, we started to think of who and where will be the next death.

Then, Amber stood up from the chair “We cannot overthink about what that Grim Reaper has in mind, don’t forget we have to investigate the children's disappearance plus,” She paused herself a bit. “We have two children we’re taking care of.”

“Oh yeah..” Unnie put her hand on her head remembering them. Everything started when Aishah left to infiltrate herself at the Circus, a family that were also Your Majesty’s Guard Dogs, were going on a mission however, they couldn’t go with their daughters so they’re now with us until the parents come back. “But who will take care of them tomorrow?”

“How about Danni and Amber?” Said Rosalía.

“Huh? Why us?” Said Danni.

“Because we had taken care of them days ago and you two were always investigating.” Said Unnie.

“Let us deal with the investigation, I’ll be with the twins.” Rosalía as she put her arms around Unnie’s shoulder and mine.

(...)

~3rd Person~

The next day, Rosalía and the twins were about to leave but Amber stopped them “Rosalía, be careful of the twins okay?”

“No problem linda , but do keep your both eyes on the kids.” And the girls left.

Amber was walking around the hallways as she entered the children’s shared bedroom where Danielle was already there. The five of them are taking care of two girls, they, at the beginning, sounded strange that request but since the mystery of kidnapped children was still at large, the girls’ lives were more important as the five Phantomhive didn’t have Sebastian at home. The two young girls’ names are Nicole and Caroline, both sisters: Nicole is the eldest with long bluish black hair and Caroline was the youngest with long silver blond hair and both have yellow eyes as also wearing pretty red dresses.

Amber and Danielle were playing with the girls all day as they had meals together and they put them for a nap; then, the eldest ones went back to the drawing room. “They were right, the girls weren’t that difficult to take care of after all.” Said Amber.

“True, I just hope the girls come back..” And then, Rosalía and the twins entered the drawing room. “Oh, here they are.”

“Did you find something?”

“We have terrible news!” Said Rosalía.

Minseo said. “One more child was kidnapped last night..”

“Not only that,” Said Minji. “The Detective saw the crime earlier this morning but he only could see the dead local policemen.”

“I believe they tried to catch the kidnapper, but they couldn’t..”

“That’s strange..”

“What do you mean Danni?”

“Didn’t you understand that Rosa, it’s strange only one person killed four or more policemen in a few seconds..”

“Are you saying that could be a group who killed them?”

Suddenly, the door was opened revealing the two kids with their sleepy faces “What’s wrong?”

“We can’t sleep..” Said Nicole holding Caroline’s hand. Minji and Minseo took the kids back to their room to put them back to sleep again and then they came back to the drawing room.

While the girls were discussing the situation and they sent the information to Sebastian and Aishah, somewhere near the Phantomhive Manor, two figures were also communicating with other people by telepathy. “Are you sure about that?” A male voice echoed in one of the people’s minds.

“Yes, we found them..”

Chapter 8: 7 | You are..

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Lately those days, more children have been kidnapped and the Detective and his patrol team cannot find any clue, but many dead local policemen.

Meanwhile, at the Noah’s Ark Circus, Aishah and Sebastian also didn’t get anything new as no sign of missing children behind the Grand Tent for these reasons: they were in separated tents, Sebastian for his bad luck being at the same tent as William that makes him stop from leaving the tent during the night; same case as Aishah that was with a boy known as Freckles, but Freckles was a good, happy and a full of energy person that made the arabic girl happy.

It was a show night, a great opportunity for Aishah and Sebastian put the plan in action, until..

“Black!” Joker and Peter run towards them with the host carrying Wendy on his back “We need you, Wendy twisted her ankle and we want you to trade places with her at the performance.” Sebastian glanced at Aishah and she gave him a sign commanding him while she would get some clues on her own, so he went.

~Aishah~

I followed the way to the main tents to search for some information about the kidnaps. At each tent, it didn't have anything relevant, only some photos of the main performers with a strange old man, family maybe? “ I need more information ”, I thought. I went to Joker’s tent and I glanced at the same family photo like many others but something caught my eye: a strange envelope underneath the pillow. I went there and I took the envelope to open it… “Hey!” My hands started shaking as I saw my photos alone at Selfridges “What is all this? Why am I in this letter?” Suddenly, I heard a noise and I put everything back in place before leaving the tent, but I was surprised by one of Snake’s snakes ready to attack me..

“What are you doing here?” I looked up and I saw Doll behind me, I’m screwed! She removed the snake in front of me to give back to Snake and went back to me “Come with me!” Doll took me far from the tents.

I was face to face with her, I needed to make an excuse “I’m terribly sorry, it wasn’t my intention to rob anything I swear..”

“Hey calm down Puppet, it’s me..” Doll removed her white wig revealing a familiar face.

“F-Freckles, is that you? I thought that..” Suddenly, she or he put my hand on her chest and she has a chest as I do, I went red. “what are you doing?”

“Proving I’m a girl like you of course.”

I removed my hand there “But that wasn’t necessary..”

“Anyways, about the robbing situation, I hope it doesn’t happen again but you’re looking a bit down, your face looks too hot..”

“I’m okay, don't worry..” Freckles left smiling even if she was worried; honestly I don’t know how she can smile wide everyday..I’m not able to smile anymore truly just like my soul was empty because of what happened to me.

Short time later, I sensed Sebastian next to me and I started talking “I had found new information, there is someone looking for me. I found letters sent from ‘Tom, the piper’s son’ and the same family crest we saw last time..”

“Very well, what will be the next step..” Suddenly, I felt my body getting weaker as I started coughing. Then, I saw everything go black. “Milady!”

~3rd Person~

Doctor was examining Aishah right when Sebastian quickly took her fainted body to his tent to see her condition. “She has high fever, she’s breathing too fast..” Aishah couldn’t hear anything around her because she could see, on one moment, Reiji, Amber and Kanato checking her in her room when she was living at the Sakamaki Manor and then, on other moment, she was in her other room at the Mukami Manor with Minji, Rosalía, Azusa and Ruki. Both were the same reason: Aishah sufferers of asthma from stress and defense loss on her body.

Aishah spoke in a weak voice “Kanato..Azusa..”

Doctor sighed “She is having delusions..”

“But will she be fine?” Freckles herself was also at the tent.

“A bit of rest and water, she will be fine..”

As Freckles left the tent to get some more water and with the Doctor not checking her, Aishah called Sebastian and she took his hand, sending a message with her finger on his palm “This is an order. Get more information about the Tom guy until next morning..” And Sebastian did the same thing on her palm answering ‘Yes, my Lady.’ and he left..

The next morning, Sebastian woke Aishah up “Good morning Milady, what you commanded me is done.”

“Great..”

“Now,” Sebastian showed her casual lady clothes “time to dress up, we will leave this place.” Said and done, Aishah was already dressed and carried by Sebastian covered with a blanket. They left the tent and right away William stopped next to them, Sebastian said “We will leave now, we have enough information..”

“What you discovered is not of my interest” Said William adjusting his glasses “since you won’t disturb my work anymore.”

Sebastian and Aishah returned through a carriage but they didn’t return to the Manor, they returned to the house nearby the town where there were two familiar faces “Aishah!” Soma carried Aishah spinning with each other.

“Namaste, Lady Aishah and Sebastian..” Prince Soma and his butler, Agni, had been living at that house ever since the whole scandal from the rejection Soma got from the woman he loved once to the mess brawl at the curry cooking contest and also it was the only way they wouldn't bother the girls. Soma noticed Aishah's condition. “You’re not in good condition, what happened?”

“Your Highness, Lady Aishah only caught a cold but she is still active to work..” Said Sebastian.

“No no no..” Soma carried Aishah out of nowhere and took her to a room “I can see that she has no condition to not even leave home.” And now, Aishah is laid on the bed blocked to get out because if she does, Agni would stop her right away.

~Amber~

The kidnapping situation was putting us with any answer and many more children kept disappearing, making the Queen into a despair stage. Plus, it included having Aishah ill that we never thought she would have another asthma attack. “And I thought she would have it anymore..” I was affirming to Sebastian while the girls were present at the drawing room. “Anyways, how is she?”

“The Circus doctor made her heal a bit.” He said, making us relieved.

“By the way, we received this letter from this Tom guy” Minji showed us the envelope “This man is also called Baron Kelvin and I think you won’t like what's written here..” She gave the letter to me and I read it as I changed my mood.

“What’s wrong Milady?”

“This man invited us to dinner at his manor..” The girls were saying they would go as well but I immediately stopped them. “No! The ones who will go are Aishah, Sebastian and I, also this man’s insistence towards Aishah is very suspecting.”

“What about us then Amber?” Said Rosalía and I responded they would stay taking care of the girls that were still on our supervision and also protect the Phantomhive Manor at all cost...

Free them from misery

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Aishah, Amber and Sebastian arrived at the Baron’s house and they were received by Joker “Welcome, Father has been waiting for you..” They weren’t appreciating his joy.

They saw a man filled with bandages stuck on a wheelchair. “Finally, Ladies Phantomhive. I’m so happy to see you, now we start the party.”

“I’m not enjoying this..” Muttered Amber.

“Me neither..” Responded Aishah. They all went to the dining hall and saw a stage in front of the table..

Everyone sat, Joker spoke up. “Welcome everybody to the show and now I present to you our little special performances..” And suddenly, Aishah and Amber were horrified at witnessing the kidnapped children acting like circus artists and being killed at the same time while they were controlling themselves towards the presence of much blood; Joker was suffering seeing those children dying even if the Baron himself was enjoying all that.. But it was over when Sebastian was commanded to stop the suicide perfomances..

“That’s sad, you didn’t like it..” The Baron wasn’t satisfied with the girls’ reaction, so, then he asked them to follow him, and the girls got more shocked because they were in a shrine... precisely, a ritual hall. That place gave Amber and Aishah strong shivers. “This place brings me such good memories..” Said the Baron, always with that creepy smirk. “Your cousin was here when he was younger.. and a good gift to the Devil.. Lady Aishah you could be a marvelous offer for our cult..” The youngest felt a bad déjà vu with the mixture that was watching Ciel being branded and stabbed... but it was her cousin Amber, with her blood boiling, who took a pistol and shot the man in the chest.

“Father!” Joker was about to attack Amber, but Sebastian could wound him on his fake wrist and his abdomen.. “How could you..”

“Enough of stupidity here..” Said Amber aiming her gun to the Baron, who was groaning in pain. Aishah, unable to do something, was shivering from trauma squeezing Moka. “Where are the children?”

“You saw them dying.. it wasn’t my fault..” Said Joker, but with all insisting, he laughed “Haha.. you’re so dumb! You’re in a trap.. our troupe is already at your mansion to kill you. It will be impossible for your cousins to leave there alive..” Then, Sebastian giggled and Amber devilishly laughed that echoed around the room. “What’s so funny?”

“I think it’s beautiful, your confidence..” Said Sebastian, still giggling.

“Agreed, however..” Amber glared at Joker with her glowy red eyes and revealing fangs. “I only say that your dear troupe just signed their death penalty..”

“Eh?”

. . .

Jumbo was running through the forest and came across Minseo who wouldn't let her speak, punching her on the ground, but she caught him by the ankle and climbed on top of him. “I don't like being touched..” Jumbo was sweating cold with fear looking at Minseo's red eyes and with quick movements, Minji's twin pierced Jumbo's eyes ending his life tearing his throat with a dagger…

Wendy and Peter saw the whole scene and tried to attack Minseo, but it was impossible. She was strong even though they tried to kill her... but the one who ended up dead was Wendy with her head cut off in seconds. The author of the blade was Danielle who was on the roof and destroyed everything around to hunt him down and succeeded, taking Peter along with her into the mansion mutilating him...

On the other hand, Dagger and Beast were inside and were greeted by Rosalía. “We were waiting for you..”

- Where are the others? - said Dagger.

“Dead..”

“You monster!” Beast used his whip, trying to attack Rosalía, but she grabbed and pulled hard so that Beast fell. Dagger threw knives, however, Minji appeared, catching them and throwing them at him…

Now you've asked for it!" Furious, Rosalía grabbed two pistols and started shooting at every corner, and it was accurate. Dagger, protecting Beast and without knives to protect himself, stepped forward taking bullets and stabs in the back…

“Dagger” - Beast managed to grab his friend, but he was no longer alive.

“I'm very sorry,” said Minji in an ironic tone. “But you're the ones who decided to intervene inside our house.”

“You'll pay for it-” Beast was interrupted by Rosalía, because she, with her large claws, pierced the circus performer's body ending her life.

“You talk too much..”

. . .

Amber looked at Joker with a satisfied smile “In other words my dear Joker, we Phantomhive are not normal and anyone who dares to enter our mansion uninvited will not come out alive..”

“It can't be..”

Ah... Puppet is sick again?” Aishah looked up and saw Sensei entering from the room, but surprised everyone by getting up from his wheelchair and walking - That doesn't matter now, let's get to work. - he took off the cloth, revealing a child lying down. “Let's dismember her for new prosthetics..”

“What?” everyone was surprised.

“Ah Joker, you'd think I'd spend money on ceramics... children's skin and bone are the source for your prosthetics..” Joker was horrified to learn that his prosthesis was not as ‘Father’ had told him and crushed his wrist until his last breath. But the Doctor continued, pulling out a dagger.. “Oh well, let’s begin..”

Aishah looked at the scene stuck in her traumas watching the Doctor mutilating the girl. “M.. Make him stop..”

“Sebastian, kill him this instant!” The Demon, under Amber’s orders and without thinking, stabbed the Doctor’s boy with his whole arm and stepped on the Baron’s head killing him too before he carried Aishah who was silent now. Amber looked around “We have to burn this down..”

Sebastian was surprised “The Queen wants the culprits of the case..”

“This case disturbed us, do it..”

“But..”

“Enough!” Amber shouted and she was getting out of her nerves. “Which part of ‘it’s an order’ that you don’t understand? It doesn’t matter.. if you won’t do it, I’ll do it myself!” And with one gesture, the fire on the candles expanded the whole room burning down the whole mansion and the people in there..

Sebastian, Amber and Aishah were outside the mansion intact and watching the flames burning everything “Black... Puppet…” Doll arrived at the mansion on horseback and saw everything burning “Where is Joker?” they didn't answer her and she asked more times.

Even Sebastian answered “They are all dead.” he spoke, showing Aishah on his lap “and her name is not that ridiculous name, her name is Aishah Phantomhive and this is her cousin, Amber Phantomhive. They and their cousins are working for the Queen to put an end to your scam.”

Doll laughed nervously “That's a lie, isn't it? Puppet, tell me it's a lie.”

“It's not…” Aishah broke silence getting off Sebastian's lap -Your "Father", Joker and your troupe is all dead...

“No…” Doll cried in fury and pulled out a knife “I will finish you, monster!” she advanced to attack Aishah...

Moka was on the floor and full of blood... Doll's blood. Aishah was, finally, with her red eyes and her sharp nails digging into the body of who she had considered Aishah friend “Finally, she had her transformation complete.” spoke Sebastian, proud.

“Finally indeed..” Aishah replied by pulling her nails out of Doll's body and then picked up Moka. “And I don't think I'll need her anymore..” she gave her stuffed animal a kiss and threw it into the flames.

Amber put her hand on her cousin's shoulder “You made the right choice..”

“Now it's time to go home and we'll have to rebuild the whole Phantomhive mansion.” Sebastian said, knowing that the rest had destroyed it during the invasion, and they have to clean it all up...

Last Farewell (End of Book 3)

Chapter Text

Week after week, the girls had learned a lot during this time travel along with Sebastian as their transformation as newborn Demon Vampires including more training. However, it was time to go back home…

Sebastian and the last six Phantomhive women had returned back to the Present and now they're living their last days at a villa far away from the city of London. The Butler was serving the breakfast while the girls were reading the letters they wrote for the boys to send them later "I missed them a lot.." Said Aishah with a barely sad tone still having in mind the moment she burned Moka as a symbol of growth.

"I think it was too much time we passed far away from them.." Said Minji.

"Missing Ruki and Ayato that much, Unnie?" Said Minseo teasing her sister.

Minji went red like a pepper "S-Shut up!" The girls laughed at their cousin's embarrassment.

"There's no problem if we miss them a lot because they missed us too." Admitted Rosalía "If they don't, we'll cut their things off.."

"Damn that's exaggerating Rosa, let's not go too extreme." Said Aishah.

"Yeah, that's Sebastian's dirty job!" Minji said as he stared at them.

He responded with a smirk "Well Milady, I'm not the one who is sucking blood everytime.."

Touché!"

While the girls were chatting, Amber had finished reading another letter after closing hers to send to Reiji; however this letter she received made her relieved but sad "She arrived.." She said as they all looked at her as they knew what it was: Amber had requested a translation of her mother's mortal remains to London.

The Butler went to her "Miladies, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Sebastian, Amber knows what she's doing" Said Danielle "it's her mother we're talking about.."

Then, Aishah said "She was also our aunt, even if we never knew her in person and never met her as a family member.."

"We won't have a priest to bless the funeral.."

"Then, we will make the proper funeral for my mother." Amber said glaring seriously at Sebastian "She deserves it.."

"But.."

"Are you avoiding an order?" Amber gave him a threatening look at him, but what he responded was a giggle.

"You really are just like your mother Milady and yes, we shall make a proper funeral for her.."

The Butler told them the place where Amber's mother's body was buried and the family's grave too, which means the five girls could meet their parents for the first and last time. And there they were at the cemetery on their way towards the Phantomhive tomb: Sebastian and Undertaker were carrying Lucile's coffin, behind them was Amber first and then her only cousins all dressed in mourning, each of them with a red rose in hand. It was a short funeral procession until they arrived, Undertaker and Sebastian opened the gates of the mausoleum, "Open the coffin.." Amber commanded as they opened it revealing Lucile's appearance with wounds but still intact, the young german could remember her mother's face, she wasn't feeling capable but she had to do it; Sebastian gave her a gesture to pull herself together and Amber started her speech. "We're all reunited to say our last goodbye to Lucile Phantomhive, an amazing matriarch, a great mother.." Tears started falling from her eyes, Danielle placed her hand on her cousin's shoulder so Amber continued "she did her best trying to search for all us and keep us together, even if they never met you, they will love you.." As she finished her speech, Amber approached with her hand to her mother's as a gesture of affection and whispered "You can rest in peace now Mother.." ; then Sebastian and Undertaker closed the coffin and put it inside the mausoleum. Each one of them entered to see their parents' photos leaving Amber as last to say goodbye to her mother to at the end lock the tomb, everyone thanked Undertaker for his help on the translation and they left the cemetery.

The next day, the girls gave themselves an extreme makeover and registered their identities changing their real names and they all put the Phantomhive name as their surnames showing the family still exist, specially Rosalía that she revealed to her followers and call her like that as well as her cousins. Sebastian was feeling proud to put that family reunited again even if his main goal was to get Ciel's soul that time but he built up a good relationship towards that family who considered him part of it too, however it was time to leave them "Miladies, the car is ready.."

"What are you talking about Sebastian?" Said Minseo.

"No, you are linked to us" Danielle took the demon butler's hand "you're going with us to Japan and you will protect us until the end.."

"I assume they won't enjoy it.."

"We don't give a fuck about it, you are our demon, our butler.." Said Minji.

Then, Aishah said "You helped us all around during this time travel, giving us our old memories.."

"Also.." Amber finished "you are a family member to us and you always kept us together. It's an order!"

Sebastian didn't have any choice, he drew a soft smile and kneeled himself in front of them "Yes, my Ladies.."

#black butler fanfiction

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chaosnoirjpg · 2 years

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Current moods: this dark first Sunday Sept 4th 2022

- Existence is tiresome

- Everything having meaning is an exhausting concept

Things I have come to realize:

- Anxious/Avoidant type - fearing the very thing I desire

- Wanting to not exist is simply ceasing to exist. This is different than dying which burdens others with grief and the cost of funeral expenses and getting rid of my things

// Let’s Explore This //

Why Do I Fear That Which I Desire?

- When I expressed my desires there always a catch; I was met with opposition and weird energy.

- The crush I had on someone turned sour as they reveal they’ve been anti-black and anti-body positive all along.

- The crush thinks they can take advantage of me, “You like me, don’t you? Can you do my homework or take my notes?”

- My peers conforming to the hostile and toxic ideology that I don’t deserve to admire or express attraction to the ppl I fancy because I am too much, not enough and undesirable.

- In College, I was able to create a false self unintentionally. No one from my high school was there and I found an opportunity to reinvent myself, though I didn’t know how. Creating a false self was the next worst thing. This only created more isolation and deepened my self abandonment. Isolation because I surrounded myself around ppl that didn’t respect or care for me. Self abandonment because I didn’t want to be truthful or look inward.

- In adulthood, I expressed interest in a coworker that seemed cool. He said no thank you and gave me a hug afterward. I was like cool that wasn’t a bad experience at all. I thought too soon, the spirit of ignorance possessed him and he goes, “Let me show you who my type is,” which was another coworker. He then proceeds to go over and express his interest in her. She goes ew and proceeds to tell him off. He looked so devastatingly in my direction, I stared dead eyed.

// What have I learned from my experiences?

- Liking the things I like makes me fearful that someone is going to make my life harder and more unbearable than it already is.

- I can take responsibility by carefully selecting ppl who are safe to have access to me and my space. I will know they are safe by their actions, words, and how they speak and treat others with respect and tenderness.

- What is for me is for me. Nothing and no one can take it from me if the Universe has given it to me. Everything will happen in Divine Timing. You cannot miss what is for you, ordained by the Universe. Trust in the Universe.

// Why do I want to “not exist” anymore? //

- The things I desire feel so far away.

- The person I am and the world that I am in make the things I desire feel like a golden dragon egg, non-existent and only seen in the mind’s eye of imagination.

- I do not wish to become embittered. What good is it to be bitter? I’ve experience bitter people and I do not wish to become that.

- I do not know how to keep hope alive while everything around me feels so impossible.

- How do I cultivate hope? Where does faith come from? I know not how or where to begin.

All I know is that I feel tiered. Why must everything take such effort and time to achieve them?

// What have I learned from this experience? //

- I am here for a reason even though I may not know it or feel it yet.

- I wouldn’t be here if there wasn’t a reason. Everything that exists is for a reason even though it may be beyond my understanding.

- It’s okay to not know what you feel and why. Sometimes the purpose of emotion isn’t to conceptualize it or find the root, sometimes the purpose of an emotion is to feel it mindlessly with the intention to release, let go, transmute and alchemize the emotion.

- When feeling numb, take note of this. It means you haven’t been honoring your emotions lately and need to take some time to feel them out before going to the next task or ignoring them.

- Feel your feelings, they will hurt like hell but they will not kill you.

// Affirmations //

- I’m okay and all is well.

- It’s okay to not feel okay.

- This too shall pass.

- I may not know how to hope, or have faith or know what love is but I am ready for a change and I welcome the change. I trust the Universe is conspiring in my favor.

#my posts #my post #dark thoughts #mental health #healing #emotional healing #chaos noir #chaos noir jpg #abe the artist

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erodasfishtacos · 3 years

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#HendallReunited

prompt: request was to write broad but to write something angsty

Word count: 5.2k

Warnings: language, sexual content, angst

Harry always had issues with saying ‘no’ to people. He never quite grew out of his manners even when he should have.

He said ‘yes’ to way too many things- signing autographs for rude fans and paparazzi, and agreed to way too many things Jeff suggested.

Saying yes to everything didn’t make his life any easier is the thing. Especially when it came to his wife. She was usually left with the aftermath of him being too nice.

The media painted Y/N in a negative light occasionally and so did the fans because she would stand up for Harry and not let him say ‘yes’ to every single request.

She would tell disrespectful fans he’s not signing autographs because of the way they were screaming and interrupting his work.

Harry wished he could do it himself - admired that his wife didn’t give a fuck what people thought about her. He cared entirely too much what the world would think.

The couple didn’t fight about much - no, not really. Normal couple stuff for the most part. But this was the exception, this is where Y/N found most of their turmoil.

Every few months it would rear it’s ugly head and they’d find themselves in the same position over and over again.

This time - it was really fucking bad.

The couple had been staying in their Los Angeles home for the last few months whilst the singer finalized his album and began promotion.

It was boring meeting among boring lunch outings to get all their ducks in a row. Jeff - his manager the main orchestrator.

He was a great manager and a good friend, but it was also business too which Harry didn’t always comprehend.

At the end of the day, Harry was making Jeff millions upon millions of dollars. But Harry didn’t think that way.

Harry was in a stuffy conference room at the The Late Late Show to work on the script and ideas for the show. Promo had been nonstop.

He was a bit tired as it was nearly just hitting eight in the morning and he had been up late with you - having some late night loving in the hot tub.

“As for guest - Kendall Jenner,” James Corden’s producer states. All the men agree but Harry is taken aback.

“Why...why would we have my ex-girlfriend as one of my guests?” Harry interrupts, confusion knitting his brows.

Kendall and him didn’t end on a bad note - not at all. They hooked up a few times after their ‘break-up’ but once he’d met Y/N she was understanding when he cut it off.

Y/N wasn’t necessarily jealous of the model, but didn’t love when they’d run into each other at events. She was still overtly flirty with Harry without much shame.

Harry also didn’t have an desire to see her or host her as a guest on the show. She was nice but he wasn’t interested in being friends with her. They didn’t have much in common and he was head over heels for his wife.

“The media will eat it up, dude. Harry Styles and Kendall Jenner reunited on a show after four years?” Jeff smiles, the others nodding in amicable agreement.

This is one of this times where Harry needs to say “no,” that it’s disrespectful to his significant other to use an old flame for promo for his album.

He already knows ‘hendall’ will be trending within minutes and he can’t imagine how that would make his parter feel.

“I just...this doesn’t seem like a good idea?” Harry begins hesitantly, making it sound more like a question than a statement.

“Why not?” Eric, one of the writers asks.

“Y’know, I’m married. I don’t think m’missus would appreciate if I did somethin’ like that just for promotion,” he states, scratching at his jaw uncomfortably.

“Look Styles, we’re not asking you to fuck the girl. It just a interview, c’mon,” The executive producer gruffs - wanting those guaranteed views.

Harry swallows - looking at his manager and then at everyone else at the table looking at him for an affirmative answer.

“Uh-sure,” Harry fumbles, feeling anxiety rise into his throat. Fuck, he’s such a god damn pushover.

He’s trying to find his voice to go back on his agreement but the meeting wrapping up and people are leaving with final handshakes.

Harry doesn’t know how to tell Y/N what is going on. He’d been keeping in stored in the back of his mind, not ready to have a blowout.

He never found the perfect time to bring it up and now it was too late. It was the morning of the show and he was due to be at the rehearsals this afternoon.

Harry had finally decided he was going to tell her this morning over coffee but forgot that she had a girl’s day planned with a few friends.

She was already out to breakfast with them when he woke up. His phone had one text from you.

Hi baby. I’m out with the girls. See you at the show tonight. I’ll meet you there around six! Love you!

He was fucked royally and he had no one to blame but himself. Maybe it’d be okay, maybe she’d roll her eyes and tell him he’s an idiot.

Realistically he knew that was just a sweet dream at this point.

—

Harry was fidgety and kept mucking up his lines during rehearsal as it got closer to the showtime and his missus arriving.

Kendall had arrived for hair and makeup without seeing her ex-boyfriend yet. He dreaded seeing the model.

Kendall and Y/N had met a few times at different events. It was always cordial. Kendall was always casual - their relationship was never more than a couple fun dates and sex.

They were kind to each other when they met but he couldn’t deny how much harder his partner kissed him on the mouth afterwards.

Before he know it, his wife is hugging him from behind as he talks to a producer about which cameras to look at.

Y/N noticed the way he tensed up at first and thought about how unusual that was for him. Normally, he’d lean back into her with his full weight causing them both to stumble and laugh.

He slowly, cautiously turns around and his face relaxes a little bit but not completely. “Hi baby,” he hums, leaning in for a kiss.

“You look so handsome,” she replies, admiring his brown pinstriped suit and her pearl necklace that he’d snagged awhile back. She thought it looked better on him anyways.

“You look even better, s’fuckin’ pretty, love,” he gushes, coming back in for another kiss - a little too sensual for the setting.

She was donned in a cropped white shirt, showing of the smooth expanse of her tummy. An oversized blazer of Harry’s, ripped jeans, and heels.

Harry thought fleetingly he couldn’t wait to fuck her after the show. Then remembered that mostly wouldn’t happen.

Reggie, the musical lead, slides up to you two. He smiles wide at you, saying, “Can’t believe you agreed to the guest this evening.”

Her eyebrows furrow in confusion, Harry’s raise nearly to his forehead, but when she opens her mouth to ask him to explain they’re interrupted.

“Harry!” The leggy model trots over to the little group. Dressed in an interesting one-piece suit that has sewn in heels. She looked beautiful as ever, of course she was a model.

Both of them turn towards the oblivious girl, “Kendall,” Harry replies with a twinge of anxiety - eyes repeatedly looking at his significant other’s profile as multiple emotions flash.

“Hiya, you’re Y/N right?” Kendall smiles kindly, offering her manicured hand.

She accepts, “Yeah, uh-good to see you again.”

Harry knew she had connected the dots quickly in her head. The hurt, confusion, had hit her eyes before narrowing into full-blown rage at her partner.

“I promise I’ll go easy on him,” Kendall jokes before pinching at Harry’s cheek teasingly. The model was a natural flirt with everyone she got along with.

“Oh, sure,” she replies lamely, attempting to not let her feelings burst out in that moment with her husband . She knew it wasn’t Kendall’s fault.

“I’m going to go grab a bite to eat. I’m probably gonna puke when we do ‘spill or fill’. See you guys soon,” the model waves before trailing off with her assistant.

“Did you kn- of course you knew she was your guest,” Y/N seethes, turning to fully face the guilt-stricken-singer.

He rubs the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact, “I did.”

“How long have you known for?” She demands to know, keeping her voice at an angry whisper to not draw attention.

Harry wasn’t going to lie to his love, “About two weeks.”

Y/N replies with a laugh, “let me guess, you let Jeffrey talk you into this bullshit, again.”

His silence is all she needs to know it’s true.

“For Christ’s sake, of course,” She huffs bitterly, “what’s even worse is you didn’t fucking tell me. What the fuck?”

Harry bites his lip, not able to rasp out anything but a pathetic, “m’sorry, love.”

He wasn’t usually good at taking responsibility during a fight. He was stubborn at best but he couldn’t deny his way out of this.

“You will be, you-“

They were cut off by the staff, the audience was trailing in and Harry needed to get mic’d up now.

“This conversation isn’t over,” she points her finger at his chest before storming off to the side of the stage where she’d watch from.

Fucking shit.

Harry was a performer. It’s easy for him to push things to the back of his mind so he can entertain a enamored audience.

But tonight, he was struggling. Eyes flicking over to the teleprompter more than usual, his demeanor not as vivid and carefree.

Not when his wife was glaring daggers at him from stage right. Her hand constantly at her mouth, biting at her nails - a nervous tick of hers.

“Next up, the one, the only, the beautiful model and one of my good friends, Kendall Jenner!” Harry introduces when she walks out and waves at the crowd.

They hug and when they pull apart they step over to where they were playing the game. Either answer the question or eat a nasty food picked out by the other.

They weren’t allowed to see each other’s questions before the game started- both going on blind which put Harry more on edge.

“Okay, Kendall. Rank the members of One Direction on most to least attractive or you will be eating...” Harry spins the table, “Cow tongue.”

She flinched at the disgusting plate, smirking up at Harry before considering her course of action, “I think I can answer this one.”

He wasn’t looking forward to her answer. Neither was Y/N by the way she nearly shaking her foot off her leg.

“Okay, I got this. You - the most attractive, then uh- Zayn....Louis...Niall...Liam,” she laughs, “but all of you are hot!”

Harry fake laughs and acts like he’s impressed by her answer as the crowd roars and cheers.

When Kendall picks up her notecard - she laughs in surprise at the question before looking at him with bright eyes.

“Okay, um, bull penis!” She giggles before starting the question, “I’m dying to know this answer. So...your first album HS1 was released four years ago, correct?”

He nods, apprehensive.

“Which songs were about me? Especially was only angel?” She laughs at Harry’s pale expression before without another thought he shovels the rancid food into his mouth.

Harry looks off to the side to see that his missus is no longer sitting there. Just Jeff - who gives him a thumbs up.

The first thing he did when the show ended and the lights dimmed was bolt off to Jeff - ignoring Kendall who was about to say something to him.

“Where’d Y/N go?”

He thought she might have went out to get a breathe of fresh air but for the next hour and a half he hasn’t seen her once.

“She said she wasn’t feeling very good. She told me to tell you she’d meet you at home,” Jeff shrugs unbothered.

“Damnit!” Harry curses loudly, ripping out of the microphone and the little pack in his back waistband.

“Harry,” Jeff scolds at his unprofessionalism that was abnormal for him.

“No! Don’t fucking ever ask me to do shit like this again. You fucking knew what questions were on those notecards and you said it wasn’t anything about our previous relationship.”

“Harry-“

“Don’t fucking talk to me. You’re a real shit manager sometimes, you know that? Do not contact me tonight or tomorrow for that matter, you douchebag,” Harry barks before storming off towards the dressing rooms.

All the employees were standing around in shock, staring at the popstar as he ignored everyone around him.

Harry was famously known for being a kind, amicable guy. So it took everyone by surprise to hear him speak like that. Even Jeff was shaken up a little.

—

The house was pitch-black as Harry pulled up. The house’s first floor was lined with large, bay windows and not a single light was on.

He could find one room illuminated which was your bedroom. A dim side lamp must have been flicked on. He imagined her purposely turning off all the lights on the trek up the staircase.

Harry didn’t want to admit how much he was trembling with awful nerves and anticipation as he slowly turns the knob of the shared bedroom.

Y/N wasn’t laying in bed as he expected but found the bathroom door shut tightly. He noticed a little yellow bag with tissue paper off to the side by a dresser.

He knocks on the oak door, not daring to enter without permission.

“What do you want?” Y/N answers, tone flat and emotionless.

“Can I come in, baby? Please...” He wasn’t ashamed to beg for forgiveness at this point. Hearing the emptiness in her tone scared him shitless.

“I really could care less,” She replies coldly from her spot in the scalding water decorated with bubbles.

Harry had never felt more unsure in his life as he enters the bathroom. Y/N had gotten proper pissed at him or vice versa before - right before a concert, an award ceremony but she’d never left without him.

Her head was laying against the foam headrest and her body was covered by the soap water. She looked tired and her eyes were puffy from crying.

Harry kneels next to the tub, “look at me, please pet.”

Y/N takes a moment before turning her head and opening her eyes. They were distant, disappointed in the man in front of her.

“I should have told you about Kendall. I should have put up more of a fight to get someone else on instead,” Harry admits, his hands desperately wanting to reach out for her.

She shakes her head with a heart-wrenching sniffle, “it’s not just tonight, Harry. We’ve had this conversation continuously for three and a half fucking years. You try to please everyone, despite them giving no fucks about you.”

“Are you that much of a pushover? You let your ex-girlfriend flirt with you in front of millions. Do you know how embarrassing and unfair that it to me?” She wipes at her eyes to stop the tears spilling over.

Harry hadn’t thought of it like that - to be honest. But he agrees, it wasn’t fair and downright cruel to do that to her.

What? All because he couldn’t say ‘no’ because he didn’t want people to be mad at him? It was pathetic and ridiculous.

“I-I won’t let it happen again, lovie. I mean it, I truly do,” Harry whimpers reaching over to cup her cheek and wants to cry when she pushes him away.

“You’re a broken record. You’ve said that a million times before but don’t change,” Y/N points out, eyes boring furiously into his wife’s.

“I’m goi-“

She cuts him off with a sharp edge in her tone, “Just leave me alone, get out.”

The man’s face crumbles and for a second, she wants to just end the fight and makeup but then nothing would change.

“Baby-“

“Get out!” She finally bellows, tears streaming down her face steadily.

He obliges, head hung in defeat as he closes the door behind him. He stands there’s blankly for a second before going to the walk-in closet.

He’s pulling out a fresh pair of cotton underwear and a large sleepshirt for his partner, laying them neatly on the bed.

Harry doesn’t know what to do with himself while he waits so he pulls out his phone to mindlessly scroll.

He throws it against the wall when he sees #hendallreunited is trending number one on Twitter at the moment.

The singer strips down to his briefs and sits with his back against the tufted headboard, staring blankly at the wall.

His eyes catch a neon pink pair of his swimshorts tossed carelessly on the decorative vase in the corner of the room from the night before .

“Fuck, baby - no need to rush,” Harry groans into Y/N ‘s mouth as she pushes him until he’s sat on the edge of their California king.

She reaches impatiently for the tie on his neon pink swimshorts and yanks them off his slim, peach-fuzz thighs before throwing them onto the vase without a care that it was worth over twenty-thousand pounds.

After edging her in the hot tub with his fingers and mouth, she wasn’t waiting any longer before clambering onto his lap, pulling her swim bottoms to the side, and sinking onto him.

He felt guilty when his cock twitched at the thought of it. But when reality set back in, the arousal with the memory evaporated.

It isn’t much longer until the door is pulled open and Y/N’s padding into the room with a towel secured around her.

She looks at the clothes Harry set out for her and pointedly walks past them to pick out her own nightwear.

That really shouldn’t make his eyes tear up as he watches her slide on a similar pair of panties and an oversized shirt. Spotting a purpling bruise on her upper in thigh from his mouth.

Y/N silently walks past the bed and to the bedroom door, looking back before bleakly stating, “I’m going to sleep in the guest room.”

He frowns, wrinkles appearing on his forehead, “You can sleep in here, love. I’ll take the guest room.”

Harry doesn’t get a reply as she just shakes her head and closes the door loudly behind her.

It’s just - he’s never seen her this upset. She was usually fantastic at communicating her feelings and hashing things out.

She wasn’t one for the silent treatment or ignoring the topic. It had his chest rising faster than usual with anxiety. The serious of it overwhelming him.

He states at the wall for a very long time without wiping the fat tears brimming over his trembling lips.

He couldn’t sleep - it was half past three and he hadn’t even laid down or clicked off the lamp.

Harry accepted sleep wasn’t coming so he begins to tidy the already clean room. He picks up the shorts and tossing them in the hamper.

He refolds some joggers he’d carelessly shoved in a drawer and when he went to move the little yellow bag - curiosity got the best of him.

There was no card and he wasn’t sure who it was for or if it had been a gift already give to Y/N that she had returned home with.

Harry really shouldn’t - but he does. Gently tugging out the paper and reaching in to feel fabric.

Pulling it out, it takes him a minute to identify what it is - two baby onesie. Who was having a baby?

He lays them in front of him, eyes widening in surprise as he reads what is printed across the black cotton.

The first one was the colors and font of his upcoming tour merch with the photo he used on his tour announcement with the heeled boot and white pants.

Love on Tour - Due Date: September 2025

With Special Guest Appearance from Baby Styles

The second one was simple and read across the chest:

I’m having your baby (and it is your business) with embroidered kiwis all of over it.

He frantically reached back into the bag to pull out a bundle of pregnancy tests tied with a silk bow.

They weren’t necessarily trying for a baby but they’re weren’t not trying either. Harry wanted a baby as soon as his missus was willing to give him one.

“No, no, don’t one,” she’d whined into his mouth when he’d reached over to grab a condom off the nightstand.

“Oh sweet thing, you want me bare? Fill you up?” He croons happily, coming back to grip at his thick base and tease at her entrance.

“Ye-yeah, H. Please,” (Y/N) whimpers, bucking her hips in the hope he’d slip inside her.

Harry hums, “Might give you a baby though, y’want me to knock you up?”

“Want it, wan-“

He cuts her off with a hard, blissful kiss as he thrusts all the way inside before pulling out to do it again.

“Gonna give it to you, whatever you want, lovie,” he promises.

The two had never used protection afterwards. It had start about seven months ago and from his knowledge she’d still been getting her periods regularly.

Occasionally, he would palm at her flat tummy and pout, “Haven’t put a baby in you yet, ‘ave I?”

He was so ecstatic but disappointed in himself for ruining everything and pleasing everyone other than who he should be.

Harry needed to fix this. He didn’t want Y/N to lose the excitement of having their baby over a dumb choice of his.

The man’s out of the room and not knocking before entering their guest room. His now pregnant love is laying on-top of the covers.

One hand subconsciously on her belly - which she removes and places next to her when her wife walks in.

The television was on but the volume was low and Y/N wasn’t watching it in the first place anyways.

Harry sits on the edge of the bed, “I opened the yellow bag.”

She looks at him with wide eyes, a little taken aback. she was going to surprise him tonight and forgot to store it away for another time after the fight.

Harry has happy tears dribbling down his cheeks, “you’re having my baby?”

Y/N nods, running a slight hand through his curls. She still had a nasty knot of anger and uncertainty in the pit of her stomach.

It pains her, wanting to share this moment of excitement with Harry but she just couldn’t. The uncertainty of whether Harry would put everybody’s needs before his own baby.

“Come back to bed, want t’talk and celebrate. M’so bloody excited,” Harry murmurs, a large smile decorating his face as he smooths a palm over the expanse of her tummy.

His wife shakes her head and places a hand over his, feeling the cold metal of all of them. “I want to be left alone.”

The twinkle in Harry’s eye diminishes to devastation as he realizes that he’s fucked up so badly that she doesn’t even want to celebrate.

“Pet, can...we just forget about it tonight and be happy ‘bout the baby?” Harry asks selfishly, knowing it was unlikely she’d agree.

She didn’t, a firm expression on her face, “no, I have a lot to think about.”

“Like wha’?” He asks anxiously, unknowing of quite the reason she was so furious.

“Like how you say yes to everything and everyone. We talk and talk about how you need to say ‘no’ and do what’s best for you - for us. You agree to and never follow through”

She takes a shaky breath and continues, “it’s affected our relationship before when you’ve had to cancel our vacation away from all this for a charity concert you’d agree to perform at last minute, dinner reservations because you told your friend we’d be at their art showing they wanted you at.”

Harry knew she was right. He did those things. He wanted everyone to be happy with him - to a fault.

“Tonight was just icing on the cake, you allowed your manager to talk you into hosting your ex on that show. Out of all the people in the world - her. With flirty questions and jabs from her. You let that happen. You care about making everyone happy but in return you don’t care how it affects me. That’s pretty shitty.”

“I’m...I’m really fucking scared you’ll do that even when we have the baby. I need you to put them first and right now...I’m not sure if you’re going to. You can’t put the person you want to spend the rest of your life with first now, how do I know you’ll do it with the baby?”

Harry chokes out a sob as he presses his forehead against the bed, his broad shoulders shaking. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d cried this hard - years ago maybe. He felt like his wife didn’t have any faith in him and he was to blame.

He looks up at her with swollen eyes - at a loss for what to do or say. He loved her so much and was over the moon that they were going to have a baby.

“How do I fix this, darling? You’re right, I really fucked up. M’sorry,” Harry cries, grabbing at her hands and she allows it.

“Just saying you’re sorry won’t fix it,” Y/N replies flatly, letting Harry squeeze and kiss at the backs of her hands.

“Then what do I bloody do to fix this?” Harry raises his voice in frustration, staring in bewilderment at his wife.

Y/N narrows her eyes at him, “Do not raise your voice at me, Harry. Actions speak louder than words.”

Harry swallows harshly, pressing one finally kiss to her hand. “Okay.”

“Okay?” She repeats.

“I love you, I’ll fix this,” he promises with conviction. He knew what he needed to do and do it tomorrow. So he and his wife could enjoy her new pregnancy.

“I need space tonight, I just...please”Y/N says quietly, rubbing at his shoulder.

It wasn’t the first time they’ve slept in separate rooms because they weren’t getting along but they normally found their way back to each other before sunrise.

Harry nods, lip still tremble with the residual anxiety of the conversation. She allows him to press a soft kiss to her mouth before leaving the room.

—-

Cafe Habana was busy - but no one was paying much attention to Harry and Jeff. It was the morning after and Harry had demanded a meeting over breakfast with his manager.

“Y/N pregnant,” Harry states bluntly after their drinks arrive.

“Oh? Congratulations, dude. That’s exciting!” Jeff leans over to pat him on the shoulder, a big smile.

“The baby is due in September. My next tour starts in next July. The baby will be about nine months. I want to be at home with them for the first year.”

Jeff doesn’t look pleased, “what are you getting at Harry?”

“Reschedule the July and August tour dates. Tack them on to the end of the tour,” Harry lays out flat.

He hadn’t talk to his wife about this but he knew this was how he could prove that he could say ‘no’ and not be a pushover.

“No Harry. Look I get you’re excited about the baby - but that will be such a fucking hassle,” Jeff frowns, sipping his mimosa.

“I’m not asking, Jeff. I’m telling you that’s what needs to happen,” Harry replies firmly, tone strong and unwavering.

Jeff is definitely taken aback by his client’s conviction.

“While we’re on the topic, do not ever put me in a situation like you did yesterday. It affected my wife and I. And I will choose her over this career any day.”

The manager nods in surprise, “Harry, I’m sorry.”

“I’m not asking for an apology but if you ever pull something like then I’ll be looking for a new management team. Are we clear?”

Jeff once again nods, unsure of where this is coming from but at the thought of losing his biggest client would be disastrous so he’d do whatever to accommodate him.

“Consider it done,” he tells Harry before clearing his throat in a slight panic.

—

Y/N woke up to an empty house. She was restless, she asked Harry to prove to her that he could be what she needed. However, it was a bit unfair because she didn’t know how he could do it.

It’s just…she had a baby to think about. They both needed to be put first and if it took a gnarly fight for Harry to realize it...so be it.

“Baby? Love, where are you?” She hears Harry echo through the whole house. She was sat in the kitchen, on a stool by the island, idly sorting through mail.

“In here!”

Harry jogs in, panting like he sprinted from the garage up to the kitchen. He comes to stand in front of the love of his life.

“I might have not completely fixed everything but...I tried,” Harry tells her, cradling her face in his large palms. “ I just got back from lunch with Jeff. I told him about the baby.”

He takes a deep breath before continuing, “I rescheduled tour dates so I can be with you guys at home in London for the first year. Then...maybe you guys can join me after?”

“Harry…” she’s at a loss for words.

“And I told Jeff that if he ever puts me in a situation like that again, I’m firing him.”

Y/N stares at him, in awe and admiration of the man she chose to marry and keep forever. His face was so sincere and vulnerable.

Harry didn’t know whether it would be enough. If it wasn’t he’d keep trying but all he could do was hope. He waited with bated breath as she processed his words.

“Baby, you-for me?” She murmurs as she stands up and crowds into his space. He instantly wraps her up into a tight hug, missing her touch.

“Of course, pet. I’d do anything for you, I mean it. I’d quit this whole career if you wanted tha’,” he tells her truthfully - lips brushing her forehead.

“I love you, so so much,” Y/N murmurs, pressing a kiss to his lips.

“We’re havin’ a baby,'' Harry sighs dreamily into her mouth, tongue sliding against hers. A large hand came to palm at her belly.

“Yeah, m‘having your baby,” She giggles as he begins to trail the kisses down her jaw and neck - pressing her into the marble countertop.

“Should we name it Kiwi?” Harry rasps as he slides the tank top strap off her shoulder so his lips can meet the cap of her warm shoulder.

“We are not going to be that celebrity couple who names their baby something weird,” Y/N groans as he grounds his hips into hers with intent.

THE END

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yostresswritinggirl · 3 years

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@kookieyachi, you little biiiitch, you know I'm damn weak when it comes to youuuu *proceeds to strangle* Here's my drabble for a spicy mfm action with Red and Green Xiao, yes, it's legit them this time.

Pairing -> Red Xiao x Reader x Green Xiao

Word Count -> 1774

Themes -> Spicy, nsfw, go away please

Series -> I'm putting this in Sojourner

Credits : Header by @geeeee_ss from Twitter

Warnings -> MINORS BEGONE

The appearance of this... crimson version of Xiao was an anomaly beyond world's comprehension.

In all honesty, you and Xiao had zero clue on how to deal with this doppelganger of him, but there was only a slight bit of suspicion and not actual hostility between both parties. Perhaps it was because Xiao himself can tell by soul and spirit that this person was truly a copy of him.

From unknown origins. And he doesn't seem to be going back, no one knows how he would even go back at this point.

So, now there are two Xiaos in this world. To avoid confusion, Red Xiao (which was an awkward way to address him, despite the ease) offered to be called Alatus. It was a name bane to Xiao, but this version of him seem perfectly fine with it.

He resembles the public gentleness your Xiao seldom shows, with a permanent soft smile on his person no matter who he meets. Human contact is also something he's not avoidant to and more times than not, you were the victim of his assaults.

Even if Alatus was different in actions and appearance, he still resembles your lover and his soul. Perhaps it was no surprise that you'd gotten to like him, and that he had fallen for you.

"Xiao," you murmured as you turned to the teal one, his eyes lingering at the form next to you before meeting yours. He heard his other's confession and you expected him to lash out, to pull you away, and yet the gentleness seeps through.

You were taken aback as he let out an amused laugh, a sliver of a smile ghosting his lips.

"I am not suprised that even myself from another universe had come to fall for you."

And that was how you'd come in between the love of two adepti, you're thankful that they get along well to the point that they even dare fight back to back when duty calls.

And that's how you find yourself in this predicament.

Upper half of the body bent almost parallel to the floor as you clutched at the wall, gloved fingers interlocked between your right ones as it pins your hand to the wall. Alatus' other arm loops around your waist, clutching it tight so that your back end would meet his crotch in every thrust.

Through hazy vision from pleasure and unshed tears, you can see your tiptoes barely reaching the ground in the height he wants you to be.

Your unending moans had caused lewd drops of drool to drip down to your chin, saliva joining the small pool on the floor with the patch of sensual juices forming below.

His girth grazing against your walls makes your toes curl, pushing you closer to the edge as his pounding becomes more erratic, his grip on you tightens together with growls.

You barely remember what your prior objective was when coming here just an hour ago. And your train of thought is interrupted again as you felt your feet lower down to the wooden floor as Alatus leans down against your back, biting at your neck as a muffled growl travels from your skin to your spine.

You almost stumble when your shaky knees was suddenly tasked to hold your weight. Quickly the Yaksha's free hand finds its way to your stomach to push you back to him, "Mmm, careful, it seems your stamina has been depleted."

His hand pushed up against your stomach had also moved your walls against his length buried inside you, making it graze a sensitive spot you didn't know existed, enough to send you coming undone suddenly.

Your whimpers matched his feral growl as he climaxes in you, spurred on by the convulsing walls from the aftermath of your own orgasm.

"Good, good, darling. You did so good."

"What's going on here?"

A gust of wind sends your half-naked self into shivers as you were pulled up straight against Alatus' chest, the cold forcing you to hug yourself and press you legs together to shield the wetness below.

Coming back from eradicating another camp near the marsh, this was not at all what Xiao was expecting to see.

He'd known about his other self's desires that day before you arrived but he didn't expect the intercourse to happen at the balcony just by the walls of the Inn.

Xiao shoots a glare to the red one, who undoes his arms around your waist to raise it in mock surrender.

This caused your still recovering body to stumble to Xiao, whose aggressive words died down as he catches you in surprise- you felt his hand grip at one of your bottom's cheeks before he quickly moved his hand to grip at your hips instead. The action caused you to groan against for how sore your bum was from the earlier assault.

"Perhaps, some quality time between us three comes sooner than I expected. It's an opportune right now as our darling craves more." Alatus comes up behind once again to give you a gentle hug, slightly leaning you back for Xiao to gaze at.

Perhaps it was the dazed, flushed face from intoxicated pleasure or the way your collar was propped loose to show a portion of your skin and collarbone. Maybe it was also the hint of your familiar scent emanating from below, but his amber pupils dilated in arousal at the thought of taking in this way.

With another man.

He's heard of similar arrangements that mortals participate in, and he cannot deny that the thought had crossed his mind once or twice ever since the three of you entered this polyamory.

His gaze shifted from the mischievous smile of his counterpart to yours, inching closer as he swipes a gloved thumb under your eye, "Is this what you truly want?" Xiao asks meekly as your eye shuts from the contact, instinctively nuzzling into his palm.

Inside him aches from the adoring sight painfullt despite himself. And you simply nod, embarrassment manifesting on your cheeks that puts you to silence.

Soft yet chapped lips found yours almost instantly as Xiao worms his arms around your waist, the forceful kiss easily turning into a passionate one as his tongue pries your lips open. Although Xiao was not fond of touches normally, he's come to be an expert when it comes to conveying his love through kisses.

His tongue with a sweet aftertaste so familiar to your own found its way below, licking the underside of your tongue that coaxed out a muffled moan out of your throat.

Another set of lips came to assault your neck this time, humming against your skin as his hands crosses over, tugging at the cloth and accessories hanging by Xiao's waist to try and pull it down.

The action caused Xiao to pull away with a grumble, pecking your lips one last time before he summoned his polearm. Willing the winds once more, he sends a gale that shuts the doors to the balcony before throwing his spear behind him, the pole accurately fitting through the wooden handles - effectively locking it.

"We don't want any interruptions," he regarded with eyes low and shaded, already pulling off his garments as Alatus works to rile and wake you up to absolute consciousness. His hands roaming over your waist and thighs sends tingles of electricity over how sensitive you still feel, his length pulsing between your cheeks as if rejuvenated by the thought of doing it with all of you.

A mess of limbs later and you found yourself situated on his lap as he sat down at while Xiao supported your weak leg by the thigh to keep them open, the other held up by Alatus. This position felt so scandalous that it had you reeling in embarrassment. Your desperate attempts to hide making both of your men chuckle and pull your face out of hiding.

A light-mannered yet sultry voice coos by your ear, "Beloved, there's no turning back now from your own decisions, enjoy it with us," ending his statement with a bite to your earlobe as he pulls at your limb to spread your hole wider.

The hand that grips your jaw forces you to meet Xiao's golden gaze, "There is no need to hide, we love every part of you. Believe in my words, got it?"

And with an affirmation from you (Xiao is really careful with consent), the first onslaught of movement came.

There was searing pain in the way you're being stretched beyond what you were used to, and both of them did the best they can in being careful, hyperaware of the pained whimpers and rolling tears the sensation produced. The wetness from before and the initial stretch did little in helping, taking a moment longer than you wanted before it became comfortable, pleasurable.

Their precise movements rocked your hips and you're soon overwhelmed by the sensations, their members pushing against each others as they continue to stretch your walls. Grazing against it as it sends your spine into delicious shivers, Xiao's more dominating thrusts pulls you farther down to Alatus', to the point that he's bottoming out behind you easily as the mixed pre-cum coats and spills past your hole.

An unoccupied hand pulls at one of your nipples, experimentally rubbing the sensitive nub between its fingers as you threw your head back, moans reverberating against the wall of the inn before it was eaten by a kiss by Xiao.

"Don't be hngh,, too loud now."

His hand finds it way over your sex, thumbing your most sensitive spot in circles and calculated rubs, pressing down as your knees bucked.

It was so overwhelming, intoxicated by lust as each touch and thrust within you sends the heat in your belly rippling. And soon enough your hole tightens eagerly around their lengths as you cry out your climax, hips snapping and back arching as you ride out your high.

And not even a split second passes as another heat builds up inside you as they both speed up their ministrations, letting the tightness squeeze the pleasure out of them as they practically grind against it.

The pool of thick, transparent juices under you three grows as more wet splotches joins it.

The heavy scent, combined moans and pantings, and the unrelenting thrusts the both of them keeps up tells you that the aching in your legs would persist more than a day.

But as you came a second time at the sensation of their hot seed spilling inside and out of you, you realized you didn't care that much.

Sike, get cock blocked, bitches hehehe

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imaginethebeautifulworld · 3 years

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Let’s say England has a long-term girlfriend he knows isn’t the biggest fan of marriage bc her family had been really really pushy (before she got the heck out of dodge) about her marrying + reproducing ASAP. How might he react if she came to him and said she was kinda starting to like the general concept of marrying him — that is, the whole ‘together forever’ bit. Thanks!

I confess darling that I have been trying to finish this prompt for well over a year, and I offer my sincerest apologies that it’s taken me this long to finish it. Still, despite my tardiness, I hope you enjoy, and I thank you for your patience with me.

You had never intended to fall in love, not with the constant push of your relatives to fall in line like a perfect child.

First, marriage to someone they deemed acceptable, raising the perfect 2.5 children, followed by quietly settling into parenthood and complaisant contentment until the day you last drew breath.

Truth of the matter was, you had avoided all chances of romance for the first few years after you moved away from home, carefully slipping away from anyone who seemed remotely interested in you.

You knew your folks would have disproved such behaviour had they learnt the truth, but you couldn’t find it in your heart to care. You had your own dreams to pursue, your own story to tell, your own life to live; you didn't need someone by your side to feel complete.

You were happy as you were, finding enjoyment in your work and figuring out your place in the world.

You didn’t need, or frankly want, anything more than that.

That was of course until you met him.

Falling in love with Arthur Kirkland had been a complete accident. He slipped past all of your defenses and took up residence in your heart as if he had always belonged there.

It started out slow enough; at first you simply knew him as a familiar face from the cafe in Waterstones, steaming cup of Darjeeling and a chocolate croissant sitting forgotten on the table in front of him, always too focused on his reading to pay any attention to the outside world. After one particularly crowded Sunday afternoon, he began to transition into your favorite dining companion, the two of you often taking turns paying for each other’s food. Slowly but surely, you began forgetting about your books, too wrapped up in conversation, and before you knew it-

You had come to love every part of him- the gentleman that you begrudgingly introduced to your parents, the rebellious and passionate activist, the cocky and playful little shit who had long ago memorised all the best ways to disarm you, and the ancient soul who cared so deeply, who still stretched himself thin most days in effort to protect each of his loved ones.

You fell in love with his voice, whispering sonnets and sonatas and sweet nothings in your ear while his arms cradled you from behind.

You fell in love with his eyes, still losing your footing sometimes when the light caught them just right, dreaming momentarily of summer forests and grassy glades and the misty dews of spring.

You fell in love with his smiles, from the satisfied grin at stirring up Peter’s ire to the breathless wonder each time you kissed or complimented him, to the bright, beautiful, blinding smile he wore when he was incandescently happy, his entire countenance iridescent from his joy.

You loved him completely- for his devotion, for his sweet gestures, for his damned impishness, for his wit, his sass, and the soft spoken affection.

You loved him: for his patience, for his recklessness, for his resilience, for his possessive pride that was somehow more charming than alarming.

He was unique, an enigma that, even after having lived together for years and dating even longer, kept you on your toes, his energy and random spouts of spontaneity proving to you that, even if you spent one hundred lifetimes with him, he would always remain a puzzle you would never fully solve.

And by God did you want to.

Arthur had stolen your heart away from you before you had even noticed he was close enough to take it, offering his own in its stead.

You had remained reluctant, confided in him your fears about settling down, how much you dreaded becoming trapped in a monotonous rut of tedium. He was quick to reassure you, showing through words and actions far more impassioned and teasing than he had ever shown prior, that an eternity with him could never be boring.

Even on quiet days, like today, with a steady drizzle painting the world in greys, Arthur humming quietly while adding another patch to his denim vest, and no other disturbance apart from the cat’s chittering at the robins playing in a puddle by the iron fence- Even now, you weren’t so much bored as you were pensive.

You had been thinking about a future with him a lot in the past few days, some irrelevant ad on your mobile about wedding venues catching your attention and slithering into the back of your mind.

What kind of wedding would he like? Would Arthur prefer something small and intimate, or would his hubris crave a larger venue, giving him yet another chance to prove to the world that he belonged at your side, no one else? You couldn’t help but wonder if he would wear his uniform or a suit, if he would leave the rats' nest he called a hairstyle untouched, or if he would perhaps slick it back in that way that somehow made the normal rakishness disappear, a confident, refined cavalier standing in his place.

You knew of course that none of this mattered unless you actually talked to him first; as far as you were aware, he was content with the current arrangement, and he respected your views of marriage.

He had known, for a long time, just where the grim outlook stemmed from, and he never breached the subject again.

But now-

You had thought it was enough to hold his love, his faith, his vulnerabilities. But life was so fleeting, and now those few things were no longer enough.

You wanted to wake up every morning next to him, wanted the cheesy partners’ towel and flip flop sets. You wanted the physical reminder that you held his heart, the comforting reminder that he completely possessed your own. You wanted to be by his side forever, holding his hand through the good and the ill, facing new worlds and challenges and the uncertain future together.

You knew the risks, of course.

Marriage to a Nation carried an even heavier burden than the simple oath of “till death do us part.”

No, marrying Arthur would mean weaving your entire lives together, binding you on a spiritual level far surpassing mortality; it would mean sacrificing your chance to ever grow old, to eternally give yourself away: heart, mind, body, and soul.

But this was Arthur, who sang showtunes in the shower, who spent hours making silly faces at the cat, who was ridiculously competitive about Halloween costumes, the man who sat down and memorised the entirety of The Tempest in one night just for the bragging rights.

He already owned your heart, constantly invaded your thoughts and daydreams, and God knew he had long, long ago claimed your body, making certain not a single millimeter of his new territory went unexplored.

Would it really be so bad to give him your soul, too?

Glancing back up, seeing his eyes narrowed in concentration, his fingers handling the needle with expert precision, lips slightly parted, reading glasses fallen halfway down his nose-

You knew your answer.

It was always going to be Arthur for you, only Arthur.

Forever, should he have you.

But now you faced the challenge of telling him that.

It should be simple enough; you really held no more secrets from him, and he no longer bothered trying to hide anything from you. You loved how open you were with one another, cherished the honesty that served as the very foundation to your relationship.

But the truth was that you were terrified.

It had been so long since either of you had spoken of marriage, since the topic was even a thought in your minds, and-

What if he didn't want you anymore?

What if he-

"I can see the steam coming outta your ears."

The unexpected presence of Arthur's voice startled you, eyes darting back over to the very man who was unwittingly tormenting you.

He had barely moved from his earlier position, though his glasses had been pushed up into his hair and he was studying you curiously, if not bemusedly.

"You good there?"

By default, you nearly responded with an affirmative, some playful, lighthearted thing that would have dismissed his concern immediately. You cut yourself off mid-start, then, while shifting to sit properly in the armchair, you decided to push forward. "Can we talk?"

You watched as his expression shifted, revealing his concern as he tied off his thread, setting aside the patchwork and gestured for you to join him on the sofa.

There were a few awkward moments where you took up your favourite positions, Arthur tossing an afghan across the pair of you despite your insistence that you didn't need one, the flicker of a grin as you begrudgingly thanked him, and then shifting around as you both got comfortable, but soon enough-

"Alright, now; talketh at-eth me."

It was impossible to fight the smile his choice of words triggered, a reference to an inside joke so old now that you could scarcely recall its origin. Seeming to deem it a success, his own soft, reassuring smile greeted you.

"Seriously though, luv-" His hand came to rest atop your own, his fingers gently tapping a familiar rhythm against your skin. "What's troubling you?"

You were half-tempted to offer something short of sincerity, something innocuous and mundane that you could both laugh over and forget again within a few hours. Yet, you knew that if you didn't tell him now, didn't ask him now, you would never find the courage again.

"I've been thinking-"

"Ah. A scary premise in its own right."

"Oh, shut up," you retorted to his tease, smacking his arm for his troubles. He rewarded you with a grin, all fondness and mischief. Opting to ignore him, you pressed on, eyes downcast to avoid whatever judgement he may offer.

"As I was trying to say earlier, before I was so rudely interrupted-" The teasing fell off, and the worry crept back in. "I've been thinking. About us."

"O-oh?"

Were you not so consumed by your own anxieties, you would have noticed his stutter, would have seen the sudden tension in his posture, the fear in his eyes. As it was, you were completely oblivious to all of it, and made yourself continue at his prompting.

"I- I think I'm ready."

He mimed the word "ready" to himself, parroting it with utter befuddlement. "For wha-"

"I mean, I know I wasn't for such a long time, and-" Suddenly, you were off, half unhinged. Now that you had admitted the truth aloud, it was all rushing out of you, everything you had come to love about him, everything that-

A finger pressing firmly against your lips stopped you mid-tangent, and when you glanced up to find piercing, blazing emerald focused on you as if you were the very center of the universe, whatever remained of your ramblings disappeared entirely.

"What are you trying to say?"

A simple question, so easy to answer, yet it carried with it the weight of Infinities, demanding nothing save the truth, in its most basic state.

You were lost in his gravity, half-drowning in whatever this new feeling was. It was addicting, another riddle to be solved.

"Marry me."

Time stood still, the words weighing heavily in the space between you, now seemingly insurmountable despite being no more than mere decimeters.

Arthur showed no reaction, revealed no indication that he had even heard your plea, your query, your command, your request, and yet it echoed over and over in your own mind, the tone, the weight, the untimeliness-

Every facet- from your inflection to chosen tempo- crescandoed as an accusation, a mocking symphony that he would reject you, that you would be left with only the haunting strains of your ill-conceived proposal.

And yet-

There was a hesitation in his eyes, the face of a man who wanted wholeheartedly to believe what he had heard, but had been burned far too often in the past to dare allow himself hope.

"You-" His eyebrows furrowed, eyes narrowed as he studied you once more, only for the suspicion to disappear again almost immediately, disbelief swiftly taking its place. "You're serious?"

It was then that you finally read his nervousness, understood the strange emotion reflecting in his eyes.

You had lead him to a precipice, the vast Unknown before you both, and-

And he was just as fragile as you were, even if he was better at hiding it.

You gave his hand a light squeeze, hoping to ground you both, and offered him a nod. “If you’ll have me, anyway.”

His eyes flickered between your own, darting back-and-forth so quickly in search of a lie, of any doubts, of any hint that you were less than certain- yet you knew he would find none of that.

“What about your family?”

The question took you by surprise; in the moment, you had completely forgotten anyone else even existed.

You weighed his question carefully. Marrying Arthur would give your family leave to gloat in self-satisfaction, and you knew with absolutely certainty that they would hold it over your head for the next three decades. But looking into the eyes of the man before you, remembering all that you had already seen and done together, you found that others' opinions no longer mattered, really hadn't mattered in a long, long time.

“I couldn’t care less about them. Arth-”

Whatever you were going to say was forgotten as he closed the remaining distance between you, moving so swiftly that you scarcely had a moment to steady yourself before he captured you in a searing kiss, one of his most passionate by far.

Somehow, despite the suddenness of it all, the initial force, the intensity-

He was being incredibly gentle, and moving slowly enough to almost be more a torment than a treat. Almost.

You found yourself lost in a daze when he finally pulled away, just enough for each of you to catch your breaths, just far enough that he could study you with rapt attention. You could have drowned in his eyes, endless greens magnetizing in their intensity. His hands were still cradling your cheeks, still holding you firmly in place, a not completely foreign expression creasing his features.

You couldn't quite place it, even as your memories shifted desperately in search of its mate.

"'If I'd have you?'" His words, a rhetorical refrain of your own mere moments earlier, were scarcely a shared breath between you, murmured in timbre so low it summoned a shiver. There was the smallest twitch of his lip, his head tilting ever so slightly as more of that damned deviousness made its presence known. "I fully intend to have you regardless, luv. But the formality of it all certainly adds a particular je ne sais quoi, wouldn't you agree?"

You'd be damned if he knew just how that made your heart flutter, if he knew just how much weight that reassurance had lifted from your shoulders.

Carefree, content, you offered a playful smile. "Till death do us part then?"

Arthur no longer bothered trying to restrain his smile, soft and sincere in a way that left you breathless. "I'll love you till even the stars go cold, my dear."

Thanks for reading~

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marsbutterfly · 3 years

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How about a hanji x short reader. Where they cuddle and the reader falls asleep in hanjis arms

Note: I was actually writing a story and decided to mix it with your request. I was feeling very depressed when I started this story and writing it genuinely helped me feel better so I really hope you like it, anon. <3

Comforting Embrace

Summary: Everybody finds comfort in different places. For you, it's in Hanji's arms.

AO3 Version! | Wattpad Version!

A silence fills your room as you lay in your bed. A tight feeling in your chest, almost as if someone has been holding your heart in their hands, squeezing it tightly and avoiding blood circulation.

Your vision is being clouded by the tears forcing their way out of your eyes, softly sliding through red cheeks and an already wet neck until they fall on your shirt, contrasting against the deep grey cloth.

Not a sound leaves your body but the bed shakes in response to the hiccups escaping your throat. You wrap your hand around the collar of the shirt, pulling it tightly as you desperately try to catch your breath but failing miserably.

A few knocks on the door pull your mind away. Placing a hand above your mouth, you make extra effort to stay silent, even if all you want to do is scream at the world and break things. The gentle voice coming from the other side startles you, for you were not expecting her to come over.

“Y/N?” She asks, quietly. You feel as if a dam has broken in your eyes once water comes pouring out yet again. Taking your free hand towards your face, you place it above the other, shutting your eyes tightly in the hopes she would go away, but no such thing occurred.

A creek coming from the door announces her presence, quickly followed by a small amount of light filling your previously dark room. Footsteps make their way closer to you and you can feel a pit forming in your stomach, a mixture of fear and anxiety.

Her hand touches the blanket, slowly pulling it down and allowing the cold wind to touch your warm face. Your eyes remain shut while you feel the weight of her body touching the bed, your body shifting slightly to accommodate the figure sitting beside you.

“What happened?” Hanji asks softly, placing her lantern on the bedside table. Once you open your eyes, you notice the shadow of her hand floating in front of your face, her soft yet cold fingers brush against your skin, drying the tears that still run down.

You try to speak but no sound comes out, only a pained breath exhaling your lungs. You shake your head, lightly slapping her hand trying to get her away but that only motivates her to come closer.

Her arm wraps around your torso, head laying on your stomach while pressing the blanket against your skin. She can clearly hear the sounds coming from within you, closely followed by the sound of your hiccups. Hanji doesn’t say anything, patiently waiting for you to feel ready to share your feelings but, at the same time, making sure you know she’s right by your side.

In a quiet voice, you find the courage to start talking, “I was assigned cleaning duty today.”

You feel her head nodding on top of your stomach, her eyes never leaving your face in a caring way, showing you how interested she is in your words.

“I thought you loved cleaning duty.” She says, gently placing her hand on your hair, playing with the strands that fall on your face. You reach for a tissue before nodding your head.

“And I do.” You reply, blowing your nose while a few more tears run down your face. Quickly, she brings her body up and reaches for your shoulders, an attempt to get you to sit and press your back against the cold wall. You oblige to her silent request and place a pillow behind you.

“Then I don’t see the problem.” Hanji reaches for your hand, cold fingers touching your warm ones, her eyes filled with concern as the flames of the lantern dance with the wind, shining behind her while the shadow covers her face.

“I was so cold my hands started shaking and I dropped the bucket of dirty water on the freshly clean floor.” Hiccups interrupt the words as you avert your eyes, but only a couple of seconds pass before her free hand finds its way up to your chin.

Lightly, she uses her thumb and index finger to change your focus to her, a compassionate smile on her face. Without saying anything, you can tell she’s waiting for you to continue sharing what happened. “Captain Levi screamed at me like I’ve never seen before.”

“Red face and all?” She asks.

“Red face and all.” You repeat her words affirmatively. “I panicked and couldn’t respond.”

Your voice is barely audible and you notice a sad expression taking over her features. She shifts her fingers from your chin to your cheek, her caring eyes never leaving you and the butterflies in your stomach suddenly awaken.

In a second, you wrap your arms around her body and rest your head on her chest. The sound of Hanji’s heartbeat has always been the most calming sound in moments like this, your heart always getting in sync while her hands gently brush through your hair.

For an instant, you could feel a simple smile curling up on your lips and, as quickly as it came, it disappeared. A sigh escapes the brunette’s lips as yet another tear leaves your eye, landing on the strap of her bra.

“I’ll kill him.” She whispers, fingers never once stop travelling through your hair. “I will absolutely murder his scrawny little short ass self.”

Not being able to hold it in, a burst of laughter resonates from your body, filling the once dark and empty room. The atmosphere feels lighter as you now wipe away tears of amusement, but suddenly you come to a realization, “Wait… who are you calling short?”

She looks into your eyes for a second, confusion taking over her features as she opens her mouth multiple times, trying to comprehend what you are talking about, “Levi?” and as soon as his name leaves her mouth, she bursts out laughing while a pout takes over your face.

“You just realized we are the same height, didn’t you?” You ask, a long sigh leaving your lungs as she falls off the bed, her body slamming against the hard floor, closely followed by an extremely loud bang. Rolling around as she clutches to her stomach, you prop your back against the wall once again, resting your weight on the half-bent pillow.

“YOU TWO ARE THE EXACT SAME HEIGHT!” She yells, bursting out laughing yet again. You try to keep a straight face but the sounds she is making fills your heart with an immense surge of love and joy.

A smile curling on your lips while Hanji’s eyes meet yours, the light coming from her lantern contrasts with the brown orbs that stare at you. They emanate the warmth of the sun and, at the same time, it reminds you of the earth beneath your feet, so full of life.

Shifting your body, you place your left hand on the edge of the mattress, prompting your body up to look down at her, your eyes never leaving hers.

Laughter dies in her throat once she feels your now cold fingers touching her skin, a shiver traveling through her body as she nuzzles her face against your digits. Slowly, you place them on her chin, quietly moving her face closer to yours.

Your shaking breath comes close to her, hitting her face gently. In seconds, you close the distance between the two of you, Hanji’s lips touching yours in a manner you’ve grown used to, she always causes the butterflies in your stomach to travel further into your body.

As her tongue softly touches yours, the hairs on the back of your head stand up and your heart decides to skip a beat. Gently, she bites your lower lip, pulling it towards her and, in a second, letting it go but not giving you enough time to miss her.

Hanji’s hand rests on the edge of the bed while your palm transfers your body heat to her. Her nose bumps against yours as she shifts her head and you can’t help but allow a simple giggle to escape. Opening your eyes for a second, you notice a light shade of red taking over her cheeks.

A full-blown smile now takes over your features as she continues to plant gentle kisses along your teeth and chapped lips. After a few seconds, she pulls away, leaving behind a painful void but both of you need a second to catch your breath.

“Lay with me.” You say as you look into her deep brown eyes, not a question or an order, but simply a pledge. Flashing you a smile of her own, she stands up, signaling with your hands for you to move closer to the wall, which you happily and quickly oblige.

While putting your pillow down in its original position, you turn to face the wooden surface on the side of your bed as you feel Hanji’s body pressing against yours, hips touching her groin as you destroy any inch of distance between you. Her hand wraps around your waist with care as she nuzzles her face in your neck..

“I love the way you smell.” She whispers against your scalp. You giggle quietly, brushing your fingers alongside her arm, feeling the texture of the usually invisible hair that rests on her skin.

“What do I smell like?” You ask, the volume of your voice matching hers.

“Home.” Is all Hanji says, and that is all you needed to hear.

Paying close attention to her breathing, you feel your eyelids getting heavier. The wind outside rushes through the trees and enters your window, blowing out the candle that once illuminated your room.

“Thank you for helping me calm down.” is the last thing to leave your lips before the room falls completely silent again. Hanji’s grip on you tightens for a second, a signal that she is quietly saying “you’re welcome”, all the air leaves your lungs as you giggle one final time.

A wave of calmness washes over you as you shift your legs around gently, pulling the blanket over yours and Hanji’s bodies while focusing on the contrast of the cold fabric against your warm skin. The figure behind you lets out a satisfied sigh before adjusting her hips.

Gasping slightly, you take your right hand towards her head, lacing your fingers with her brown locks and carefully detangling them, with barely any success. You can feel her breath touching your bare neck, the smell of her skin surrounding you and you can tell everything will be ok.

Her legs are a few inches longer than yours, to the point where your feet rest close to her ankles. She has never said anything, but you know it amuses her to think about jokes revolving your height, even if they never make their way out of her mind.

A smirk on your lips, you decide to focus on the feeling of Hanji’s body on yours as you succumb to a well-deserved, deep sleep in the arms of the one you love. Any desire to move has left you and all you can do is enjoy her presence.

Tomorrow will be a better day, just by waking up next to her, but especially because you will help her get revenge on Captain Levi for making you cry. She always finds the most caring and hilarious ways to defend you.

And that is what you love most about her.

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rivalry-trope-enjoyer · 3 years

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Autumn Troupe: When they have nightmares

(PSA: this one’s a little self indulgent since I can’t sleep tonight so apologies if the headcanon’s inaccurate to the character ^^’)

Juza

Juza’s one to hide whatever gets him down because he doesn’t want to burden those around him.

He wants to be a good influence for Muku and Kumon and he tries not to rope them into anything negative that he has going on.

He tried to have a positive impact on you, too, so most times he doesn’t know how to express or want to express his vulnerabilities to you.

It was inevitable the night he had a nightmare, unfortunately it was you turning your back on him and was suddenly scared of him and thought of him as a monster.

Juza woke up in a cold sweat next to you, and he had no time to panic as he quickly rose up, reaching the air in front of him in a frenzy.

It would be best to hold him and/or reassure him. He needs to know that he isn’t alone and that it’s safe to open up to you, he will melt and quickly try to forget what happened in his dream.

He won’t tell you much about the dream, he won’t resist your efforts of getting close to him. In fact, it’s all Juza would have ever wanted. The love and care of someone that would accept him for who he is.

He’ll silently accept the love you give him, holding onto you tightly to steady his shaking and reassure his head.

Banri

Banri didn’t care much about nightmares, it never really bothered him and he kind of blew it off as some meaningless sign to ignore.

He never read much into things and didn’t see the need to start now. He was just rolling through life without a care in the world.

That was, until you came into his life.

He cared for you greatly and the feeling of putting in time and effort into someone that wasn’t his own self was almost foreign.

You had genuinely supported Banri throughout acting and everything he did, and he returned the favor which he had never thought he ever would.

Every bit of affection, every compliment he’d shrug off from literally anyone else meant more to him than anything.

To the point where waking up from a nightmare felt different when you were involved.

He was terrified that this meaning that he found in his life was gone, he woke up trying to laugh it off but saw his hands shake from the after math.

Just a simple “I’m here, I’m here” would ground him and bring him back to reality. Your voice was like a song to Banri, one that he would never get tired of.

He’d laugh still, but in a more genuine manner, tease you and asked if you actually worried about him.

Inside, he was grateful that you affirmed you were there with him, but it’ll take a while for him to admit it.

Omi

This boy has a lot to unpack.

He’s riddled with nightmares ever since his best friend had died. Despite all the changes in his life it still comes back in his sleep to bite him in the back.

He convinces himself that he’s gotten used to the nightmares and accepted it all as what he has to live with, but it deeply bothered him.

Despite this Omi tends to put a strong face for everyone; his brothers and father, the Mankai company, and for you, too.

Initially, he saw his weak points as being a burden to you, so Omi likes to perform acts of service to you like making you food before he goes to work or to rehearsal, get groceries with you, and of course also make sure you get a good night sleep before he would have to leave to run errands of his own.

He rarely takes rests and keeps himself busy a lot, he loves to help the people he cares about, but at the same time he will over work to avoid the nightmares that come late at night.

It was bound to happen that he would knock out fast asleep next to you. He had a whole day of errands, photo shoots, a lengthy practice and cooking for both you and the troupe. Omi deserved a rest.

However he started twisting and turning in his sleep frantically and you woke him up in fear of what was going on.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you” he immediately goes, rubbing his eyes to hide the clear discomfort, stretching to get up and make himself some tea.

Refuse his offer to do anything, right now it’s best for him to recover, and even without any cooking skill, offer some calming tea and some snacks or comfort food from the fridge or pantry.

He’ll be endlessly grateful, laughing as he constantly reassures you that he would have been perfectly fine getting it himself, but still thank you in the process.

“I know you’d do the same for me, it’s time I help you, too”

Those words hit him in realizing how much he has already done the whole day, and how acts of service doesn’t need to be a one-way path. Showing how much you cared for him gave him a sense of trust and security with you almost instantly.

Taichi

He admired you so much, and he would desperately try to hide anything that made him seem uncool.

He still fears being alone more than anything, despite wanting to stand out, he hated the feeling of isolation.

Often times it comes in his nightmares ever since he left the God Troupe, he had been scared of being singled out as a traitor and left neglected.

He woke up in tears that he sobbed out, carelessly forgetting that you were sleeping right next to him, but were awoken by his cries and immediately got up to go to him.

“Taichi, are you okay?” “Yeah! Yeah I’m perfectly fine-“ “Taichi.”

You sounded stern but he was still stubborn and tried to convince you that he was in top shape.

“See? I got all my fingers and everything! Still the same-“

You didn’t believe him but instead pulled him into your arms and his tears bursted out even more, taken by surprise of the overwhelming affection and support that he loved from you so much.

He shamelessly cried in your arms and soaked your shoulder, apologizing for his uncool he looked, but you not caring made him cry even harder.

After that nightmare he was truly happy to show this side of himself, even if Taichi had thought of it to be shameful in the beginning. He felt that you would stay at his side even with his true colors, he was open to accepting his own self as much as you accepted him with open arms.

Sakyo

In comparison, Sakyo handles nightmares as if they were nuisances like a fever. He still has difficulty sleeping after them so he lies awake just staring at the ceiling for a while to let it fade away.

In his past he was not able to have a lot, and often times because of his past affiliations he did not have much room for error.

As much as possible he did not want to mess up anything with you as well. Upon meeting him, he did come off as cold, and it took a while for him to warm up to you and was careful when talking to you about his previous encounters with the yakuza, as much as what didn’t scare you off.

When realizing you had done more than stay, but instead support him with being the actor who Sakyo was trying to be today, he was thrilled.

As much as he’d lecture you about running water and spending on groceries, it was his own way of trying to be helpful and caring.

In a way it showed that he knew what he was doing, but when it came to seeing him in shambles after waking up after a nightmare of his ugly past, he froze.

You were lying right next to him and he didn’t know how to cover up his own tracks of vulnerability. The ice he encased himself in melted away when you crawled up to him and asked him what was wrong.

He never wanted to involve you in the dangers of what his line of worm was before, realizing how much he wanted you in his life, but you still being there after learning all about it was reassurance to him.

With that he was able to go to bed easier, knowing that act of his life was over, and he was able to start fresh with a life with you, in an arc that he hopes to never call the curtain on.

#omi fushimi x reader #mankai a3!#a3! x reader #act! addict! actors!#a3 imagines #a3! headcanons #autumn troupe x reader #Banri x reader #Juza x reader #taichi x reader #Sakyo x reader #a3! omi #a3! banri #a3! juza #a3! taichi #a3! sakyo

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mostlyscenarios · 3 years

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Knee Pads (18+)

Summary: Bokuto always looks forward to you being at his matches, you being there gives him a confidence boost and something to look forward to after the game.

Characters: Bokuto X Reader, short features of MSBY.

TW & Tags: 18+, PWP(I mean, it doesn’t just dive in?), smut (blowjob)

Word Count: 2k+

A/N: gn!reader. Cosmos SA is a completely made up name, I looked at a picture on my wall and thought of it. I had to take multiple breaks while writing this because I was getting horny. There has got to be a better word for balls and I will find it.

Please don’t not repost my work anywhere or use any part of it! Likes and reblogs are appreciated.

After almost every game Bokuto played, there was a reward waiting for him, regardless of whether he won or lost. Knowing you were waiting for him was the best motivation there was, and the reward including you on your knees for him? He could hardly control himself. Trying to keep focused on the game was no problem, he knew the sooner he finished the game the quicker he could get to you. That was his thought process at least, but this game seemed to be taking an exceptionally long time. The MSBY team was going up against Cosmos SA and they were entering the third round. The last two rounds had been thrilling, the team they were up against was a good challenge for them. What MSBY "lacked", their team was skilled in. Maybe under different circumstances the thought of being unskilled at something would be upsetting for Bokuto, but now he enjoyed the rivalry it led to. His teammates didn't have time to deal with him upset like Akaashi did, so his so-called emo mode only happened after a lost game (which you would quickly fix with a good hug and positive affirmations). His character growth since he got out of high school was impressive.

Before the third round had started, Bokuto started searching for you in the crowds. Due to being at a different arena, your usual spot was taken by the opposite teams fans. He found you towards the front row, waving your hands to catch his attention. He swore he saw the glimmer of your silver ring that matched his own. He had to take off his before every game but as soon as got off the court he put it back on. Since you to had started dating and gotten married, you had only missed 4 games total. You support kept him going (yes, even the hyperactive man got tired sometimes). He waved in your general direction, trying to not to call any attention to you in the crowds. Taking his place on the court, he tuned into the team in front of him- ready to win the game for you and his team.

MSBY won after a series of spikes made by Bokuto went unblocked. He celebrated after each one, glancing in your direction making sure you saw him. That had gone unchanged since you started dating, he wanted to make you proud. After giving thanks to their supporters, he escaped to the locker room, avoiding the reporters hoping to ask them questions. He normally would stay around and answer a few questions but right now he needed to see you. By the time he had got to the locker room you were already in the hallway waiting for him.

“Kou! You did great out there babe!” You wrapped your arms around him, giving him a kiss on the cheek at the same time.

“Did you see my spike get through the one block?! Even Sakusa looked impressed.”

“I did, I’m proud of you.” You could practically see him inflating, he lived for being praised- especially when the praise came from you.

Bokuto started to lean down to give you another kiss but before he could, the door slammed open. “That damn Atsumu, he could have at least warmed me before that fan hugged me,” Sakusa shuttered, not even noticing you and Bokuto by the lockers and going straight to the showers.

Bokuto rolled his eyes dramatically and finishing what he had started seconds ago, he found your lips quickly giving you a sweet kiss. “I’m gonna go shower, you can wait here if you want.”

“I’ll wait outside, I’m sure the other boys will be in here any minute.”

“Okay,” Bokuto took his shirt off quickly, “I’ll be 5 minutes tops.”

You walked out of the locker room and caught Atsumu’s eyes, “did you two have any fun yet?” Astumu knew about your little adventures in the locker room with Bokuto. He had once caught you getting up from your knees and it didn’t take much to put it together, he had teased you ever since. He tried to tease Bokuto about it too but Bo just got proud and wanted to talk about his sex life and how good you were to him.

“No, and no you can’t join us.” You answered him, remembering the time Atsumu had half jokingly asked once if he could join you sometime but you rejected the idea without a second thought.

“Aw man, you got any cute friends you could set me up with?” Atsumu asked, leaning against the wall.

“I’ll have to think on that. Now go shower, you smell horrid.” You pinched you nose, exaggerating.

“Yeah, yeah.” Atsumu waved before walking into the locker room, where Hinata and Meian followed only moments after him.

A few minutes later Bokuto walked out in a fresh outfit, his hair still a bit damp from his shower. He was handsome as always. You could tell that he used the body wash he had got with you after mentioning you liked the way it smelt.

“I think that was record time Kou. Do we have somewhere to be?”

“No, I just wanted to be with you.” He leaned into you, giving a quick suggestive kiss on your neck.

“Hmm, are you sure you don’t just want something from me?” You grinned letting him wrap his arms around your shoulders.

“Maybe…” He trailed off, looking around to see if anyone was there. “They will probably be out of the shower soon, you know Sakusa takes a long time.”

“Follow me.” You grabbed his hand, pulling him to the staircases which were supposed to be staff only. “I think we can entertain ourselves here for a bit.”

Maybe using the word entertain at this time was not a good idea since Bokuto was getting eager.

“Why can’t we just do it here?” Bokuto said realizing the secluded staircase was empty, prompting a quick (gentle) slap on his chest.

“Shush! There may be people around, I don’t want to take any chances.”

“...can we make out then?”

“Koutaro…” You started but changed your mind, “fine. But only a little.”

Thank goodness you two didn’t start your real activity because a couple of staff members walked through. They recognized Bokuto even without his uniform so they didn’t say anything to him about being in the employee only area. Before long about 20 minutes had passed of you chatting, time flew when you were with Bokuto. He chatted about the game; how spiking made him feel, and how great his teammates were. You listened attentively the whole time, and giving him input along the way. He asked you about your morning and apologized for leaving so early. Bokuto always made sure to give you a good cuddle before finally leaving to go to his warm ups. He just loved you so much, he wanted to give you the world. As you talked he started to focus on your lips, a bit shiny from your chapstick.

He couldn’t help his growing arousal, and you noticed his fidgeting. When you said everyone should have cleared the locker room by now Bokuto literally swept you off your feet. Pushing the doors open, you quickly thanked the higher power(s) for letting the locker room be clear since he hadn't bothered to check before bursting in. He sat down on the benches towards the back of the room; just in case if anyone came in you had some protection. You were still on his lap, lips attached to his, then his neck, his chest, until you slid down on the floor to work your way down to his gray sweatpants.

“You did so good today baby.” You murmured, gripping the sides of his sweats to set him free.

“Wait a minute.” He put his hand in front of his crotch and you quickly pulled away; albeit a bit confused. He leaned back to dig in his duffle bag with his gear, then he pulled out his knee pads that he wore in todays game. “Put these on, I don’t want your knees to hurt.”

“Thanks Kou.” You gave him smile and pulled the knee pads up on each leg.

“Anything for you.” He replied, shifting a bit so you sit easier between his legs.

You got back into the same position, but this time comfier thanks to the knee pads. “Now, where were we?”

“Here.” Bokuto was quick, lifting his hips up while you pulled down his sweatpants. Licking your lips, you gently squeezed his thighs making sure to add a few kisses along the way- but still not where he wanted you to be.Trailing your hands over the seems of his briefs, you decided to leave them on a bit to tease him. First cupping him and then kissing his length through the fabric, you made your way back up to his lips pulling him to you so you didn’t have to leave your sitting position. He was getting the full treatment today, he was so patient waiting for the locker room to be cleared out. He could have easily taken you to your shared car and gotten in the backseat, but he know there wasn’t much room (though you two had made it work in the past).

“No more teasing, please.” He begged, feeling his briefs dampen just the slightest from his precum. After hearing him, you made eye contact with him. He immediately jutted out his bottom lip to give you a pout while giving you puppy dog eyes.

You wanted to giggle at his pleas but you were in the zone and didn’t want to break your concentration. “Patience Kou. I promise I’ll make you feel good.”

Despite your words you gently tugged his briefs down, showing you his cock in its full glory. Feeling the cool air against him was a crime when he could be inside your warm mouth. Thankfully, you answered his wordless plea and put the tip in your mouth, rubbing it with your tongue in a circle then down the center getting a taste of salty precum. Pulling away he let out whine that got quickly cut off when you licked a straight line down his length before taking him in your mouth.

The sounds made by your mouth while taking him were so erotic it took all his self control not to buck his hips. Using your lips to cover your teeth, you went down again this time taking him all the way. You gagged slightly but held you position. Bokuto hated to see you cry, he would always immediately wipe away any tears that fell. However, the tears forming in the corners of your eyes were nothing but seductive, he liked it.

“Your doing so good, I promise I’ll treat you when we get home.” You made eye contact with Bokuto as he praised you. Running out of breath you pulled away, making sure to keep a good suction on him so you could make that pop sound he liked to hear. Saliva strung from your lips to his cock, dripping down. Shifting a bit lower, you positioned yourself to get easy access to his balls. You placed the hand that had your wedding ring on top of his thigh to prevent him from moving, and with the other you gently cupped his balls giving them a squeeze before taking one in your mouth. You made a pattern of all the motions he liked, sucking his cock up and down, using your hands as help when you weren’t deepthroating him, lapping the tip like a kitten, cupping his balls- giving gentle squeezes. The way your worked your mouth and hands drove him crazy. Although it had been long since you gave him his first blowjob, you always made him feel like a lovestruck teenager.

A loud moan came from Bokuto as you deepthroated him once more. Surely anyone who passed would know what you were up to, if the slick sounds weren’t clue enough. Hearing his moan made a heat light up inside of you that you had been avoiding- wanting to only focus on Bokuto. Bokuto knew he was close, all the pleasure building up as you kept working your mouth.

Giving into himself, he gripped your chin encouraging you to take his whole length again only moments after you pulled away to give yourself a breath. Taking the hint, you allowed him to guide you exactly where he wanted you to be once more. His hand moved to the back of your head, where he held you firmly as nodded you head back and forth.

“Y/N,” He moaned, “Let me finish in your mouth.”

You nodded the best you could from your spot, and not even a minute later his cum squirted into your mouth. Bokuto sighed from relief, if you looked at him closely you could see the sweat droplets forming on his head. Removing his hand from your head, your looked in his eyes making sure to open your mouth showing his collected cum.

“Your so hot, you know that? Wait don’t swallow yet, please let me take a picture.”

You nodded, giving permission for pictures and Bokuto got out his phone opening the camera app. You had tasted his cum so many times the taste no longer bothered you, and although you weren’t sure if science confirmed it or not, his healthy diet probably helped.

He took a picture of you with your mouth wide open with a peace sign up, then instructed you to smile and say cheese. “Good, you can swallow now.”

Quickly swallowing you wiped your month with the towel Bokuto had gotten out when he retrieved his phone. “Send those to me, will you?”

“I love you Y/N.”

“You better after that! Cum doesn’t exactly taste great you know.” You teased, getting up from you spot and sitting next to him on the bench. “Let me see pictures.”

Bokuto handed you his phone, the first two pictures were a bit blurry but for some reason it worked. You admitted you definitely did look hot like that.

“We should make a video next time.” You said, cuddling into his side and still catching your breath.

“I have an old tripod, I’ll get out today.”

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May 13th Reading

Definitely long awaited and way bigger than I intended it to be so buckle up.

Funky disclaimer: this is for entertainment purposes only and not to be taken as fact! This is my interpretation of the cards!

Oh boy. The continuation of yoongis soulmate saga.

(Note frome future me: it's not proofread but I'm hungry. Sorry for mistakes!)

So so so so

Let's start.

I started with all the normal jazz. Connecting with his energy and shit. Same as usual same old same old. Platform= same same. I was like, "hey, let's talk about your soulmate and the whole may 13th shit" and we connected via energy stringy thing to the forehead and such. I was intresting bc my end of the string was kinda my energy color! Neato. Looks like some rest has really done me good!

Okay, here's where I start actually asking shit. I made notes at this point before the reading as I usually do. I'm just gonna insert the screen shot here.

The 14 thing really fucked me up. You'll see later. Also, when I got the whole Pisces Jupiter thing I had to do me some googling bc we established that Jupiter went into Pisces ON May 13th so I was like?? Am I missing something?

I was. I forgot that it goes retrograde and then co.es back to Pisces on December 28th. And I do indeed think it to be significant.

The shit about temperance makes a lot of sense. In yoongis first soulmate read I flipped my shit bc he was like, "You're gonna get temperance reverse" in regards to a card for his soulmate and I was like "pft whatever. Don't play me like that"

And then I got temperance reverse. It's been a significant card from the jump.

I asked him if he had any advice for his soulmate and that's what "Don't wait for big things, you'll miss the small ones that lead you to bigger things" and "Look for facts before assuming" and "Don't try pushing it, forcing it won't make sense" and "A spade is a spade/ ace is an ace" and "Don't make ill informed guesses" all were

Now this part:

"Union has happened , yet to on the physical"

Gave me some hints thankfully because he straight up said no more hints.

This ties back into the whole Jupiter thing too. The seeds are/ have been planted and now they have to grow before they can be harvested.

Well Mr. Yoongi, I'm impatient and I don't want to wait. I want to see you in love pronto.

Anyways

He showed me a little dream box/ trinket box looking thing and a super vague Keychain with no further explanation... so... there's that I guess.

I can't quite decide if "Don't make ill informed guesses" was a tongue-in-cheek pike at me or if it was genuine advice to his soulmate? He just loves to not explain things.

Now let's begin the monster read.

So. The first row of cards

I asked the question, "what the fuck was May 13th and what was it's purpose in regards to your connection"

Important is what it was lol. I interpret this as them finding their footing and this being the starting point of the genuine foundation being layer. Like they've been manifesting eachother for a while but May 13th marked the start of them making the real life changes in their actual lives that will be the set up for them meeting.

The seven of coins is about thoughtful planning and creating security/ stable plan. The tower is essentially ripping away anything and everything that was built on unstable foundation and challenging/ testing your character (an extremely rude awakeing if you will). Judgement is releasing the past so you can rise above it and confronting yourself as you are (Also legit awakening) the queen of coins is financial security and self confidence in your abilities. Ten of coins is prosperity and abundance and most of all, stability. Eight of wands is explosion of potential and rapid movement. Temperance is awareness and balance between physical and spiritual. It's also that quiet peace where you find balance.

So. Seeing all those cards it really does seem like maybe his soulmate took on something new that could lead straight to union? Same for yoongi. I'd like to analyze and recent or new-ish habits or hobbies he's picked up?

Moving right along though. I asked what the 13th did for each of them in their personal life and personal journey. Kinda like what came as a result of that energy? Let's start with yoongles

This was really intresting to me. I think he definitely gained some form of clarity about the situation with that sun card. The 5 of cups tells me that either he was kinda forced to confront some of his flaws in a way that he was trying to avoid or he had to consciously let go of something dear to him? Could be something he had to leave behind because it crumbled with the tower moment but he didn't see it coming or didn't know that it was time to part with it? With that queen of wands though fits beautifully with the sun! Its like he's found warmth after a long winter. Definitely found a spark of compassion and generosity from a place of happiness and love rather than anger, fear, obligation or pitty.

I asked for clarity cards/ anything else that may 13th signified bringing in and we got the 2 of cups and 10 of swords. I have two thoughts. Either he let go of a relationship that he was already in because he didn't feel as though they were particularly compatible anymore (Also ties into the above section) OR the 13th had made him very much consciously aware of his soulmates incoming status and he is now preparing and working on himself for when this person comes. The 10 of swords would be him releasing the past and the pain and any ill fitting behavior that don't vibe with him any longer. Yellow really seems to be working for him by the way.

Soulmate time

Lol. All signs point to his soulmate genuinely starting a new venture. New creative pursuit that will bring them good money. 10 of pentacles is abundance, prosperity and stability. The ace of wands is a new creative spark and passion and it's the first big steps into something new. The 2 of wands is "the world is in the palm of your hands" vibes. Choices need to be made swiftly and with the ace of wands I think they will be. With the heirophant too, it will be a well informed decision because they've been manifesting this and has been searching for all the possible information.

As for clarity, we have the moon. Damn. Soulmates been doing that shadow work. Dredging up all their bullshit and getting rid of it while still taking the time to sit with it and release it so nothing is unresolved. Also probably extra creative due to all the emotional baggage being thrown out. (Definitely helping with the ace of wands vibes tbh)

Now for the bad boys in the middle

The question I asked is what those individual changes (detailed in the last two sections) will bring for the bond and I just can with them. These fuckers. I am so invested in their love story bc it's so... them? And just so fucking ROMANTIC. UGH I CAN'T.

Back to the point. High priestess, 4 of wands and the lovers. The high priestess is deep knowing and insane intuition, the 4 of wands is the purest joy and marriage and the lovers is well, the lovers.a magical union.

FUCK DUDE I NEED THIS TO BE A ROMCOM.

For the row of bottom cards

I asked if they had anything at all to add so I'm gonna explain each card individually bc I think they could be individual tid bits of shit.

Knight of coins is good news about finances/ money looking promising and organized work (also dependability!!). Death is all about transformation, the beginning of a new chapter and accepting in order to move foward. Ace of coins is spiritual and material abundance and also a reminder to keep grounded. Page of swords is confidence, important news coming and really good insight! Roots out secrets or hidden things like a truffle pig. The star is promising potential, healing and guidance from an enexpected place. The two of cups is a soul connection, love, intuition especially in regards to another person and a good bind. The emperor is self awareness, foresight, fearlessness to achieve a goal and confidence. Eight of coins rev is poor discipline and skating by on low effort.

Now to the sides!

Yoongi is the left, soulmate is the right.

So, let's begin with yoongi. The first two cards are anything he wants to say to his soulmate. Wheel of fortune and three of swords reverse. I take this as "its all in divine time/ it's destiny" (wheel of fortune) and "trust your intuition. It's okay to get hurt, you just need to remember you can always pick yourself up" (3of swords rev.)

We have now cards that I asked what he was learning through this process/ in this time. Be positive and first step.

The last two cards are affirmations he wants to give his soulmate.

"When I introduce joy to a situation, I change the vibrational frequency of what's happening around me" and "directing my focus onto what's thriving creates more of what I want"

Now for soulmates cards (same structure)

Strength and eight of swords. "You're stronger than you think. Take every part of yourself and acknowledge it. You're a force to be reckoned with" (strength) and (soulmate snapped at him on this) "the only thing holding you captive is you."

Now we have peer pressure (I think soulmate is learning to say "fuck you" and "fuck off" to people who have a set idea of how everyone should be living their lives), emotional healing and open your arms to receiving.

Then we have "its good to feel good" (lol I feel like yoongi definitely needs this one) and "when I connect to the spiritual realm, I open the door to recieve divine guidance, clear direction, and great wisdom"

The last stretch my friends.

So. Completion, leave behind the things that no longer serve you. Exist in the present and don't keep mulling over the past or any future happenings. Magic, pay attention to the magic around you. Listen for the signs of the universe and take them as they come (essentially listen to divine guidance) . Be open minded but logical as well. Luminous warrior, try focusing on the good in yourself instead of berating yourself for every small flaw. Spiritual path, self explanatory. The blade, your power can be a weapon when used willy nilly (most often wounding the wielder) or it can heal. Don't fear it but also consider how you choose to utilize it. The give away, be greaful for the sake of being greatful for it, not because you want something in return. The rain maker, manifestation station. Create with the tools you have because you have everything you need in order to manifest. "Don't take life personally"

Now we have heaven sent.

""Let yourself be helped" assistance is coming your way so act on it and say yes"

" This Oracle also comes with the message that you are to trust in the things that you feel and say to others without knowing why. It moves them. You might not understand, but through trust you are allowing yourself not to overthink and censor yourself. As such you are able to become a vessel through which the spiritual gift can be passed on to others. Don't block yourself. Let life happen through you. Only benefit can come from this."

And free from judgment, free to love

" If you have been asking life for a solution to a specific difficulty you have been having, this Oracle comes with the message that a solution is in gestation right now. This situation is already being sorted out and the resolution will come to fruition very soon. Hold tight and wait for the eminent birth of that resolution."

" This Oracle also brings you a message about love. You may find that you are loving, or soon will love, in a different way. You may worry about this love, given that it defies what you have known or been taught about love. Perhaps you are becoming able to love another tremendously, even though you don't have much of a personal relationship with them. You might question if this love is real. It is real Kama it is just happening at a different level to the love and attachment you experience when you are involved in a personal relationship with someone. It is not more or less, it is just a different facet of love. It may be that you are opening up to love the planet and her creatures, including the animals, the ocean dwelling life, your own body, the trees and so on, more than before period you may feel passionately purposeful about giving your time and energy to causes that protect and nurture the Earth and her creatures. You are affirmed in this love too. The universal mother is operating through you to nurture life. She will support you in your work, so that you can continue To come from love and not become drained, depleted or lost in despair or fear of futility. Instead, you will be energised and expanded by your dedicated service to life."

" Finally, this Oracle has a message for those who may be feeling alone or lonely in a need of greater nurturing from others. You are asked to stop, relax, centre and settle into your body to feel your connection with life itself. The air in your lungs is the same as the air that moves through the trees. The water in your blood is the same water that fills the oceans and is moved by the phases of the moon. The flesh of your body is the same substance as the body of the Earth itself. The heat in your digestive system is the same fire and heat as that from the Sun. Feel this connection, then do something nice for another without agenda. Make a donation, even if just a small one, smile, say a prayer, sent out a good thought or make a wish for another. That's it. You have connected to life again and in doing so, life can connect with you. And so it shall.

And that's all for the cards but but but.

Someone (either my guide or yoongi) was like, "do a song. Do a song. Do a song." And I was like, "oki doki, sounds good.

So I asked what numbers I should try refreshing and then it hit me. The number 14 came up before the reading and it seemed a bit misplaced? So I did 14 shuffles and look what popped up

You gotta be fucking with me.

Istg these fools will actually be the death of me dude. Euphoria is so romantic and I lowkey feels like it describes a bit of what their bond must be like.

YOONGGGIIII

Anyway,

I came back to the platform to be like, "thanks homie" and it was weird bc he was practically pure energy? Like usually I visualize his energy as what his physical body looks like because it's easier to comprehend? But nope, he was just a big shimmery glob of energy.

As I was going to disconnect, a few things happened. I felt tingly and the platform was vibrating almost? So I was like, "hold on, what the fuck is this?"

And then

It hit me

"MIN YOONGI IS YOUR SOULMATE HERE??"

I could tell this fuckin asshole was smug even in his blue glob form.

The color was... blue like yoongi but also a light lavender/ pink kinda vibe. Pretty damn distinct.

I was so stoked and I thought we'd all get to chat and I could yell at his soulmate for being an elusive asshat

But Mr smug butt had different plans.

My dude dropped a little marble thing in my hand and I was like ??? And he was like, "you'll know when you need it" and I was like ?????

My guide took pity on me and said, "it's just a representation on information that you've been given but it isn't the proper time to unpack it yet"

Cool cool so like and energetic zip file that will release itself whenever it damn well pleases? Cool cool cool.

(Asshole)

Anyway, I genuinely think that my excitement of this whole situation must somehow also influence how yoongis energy handles my prodding? Like what the fuck is this marble bullshit?

To top it all off, he gives me a friendly shove off of his platform.

Thanks, buddy.

Now we are here. And as always, I'm left with more questions.

My main take away is that amay 13th through July 28th will be all the foundation and ground work and December 28th 2021 through May 10th (11th? 9th?) 2022 will be a more likely time for physical union and actual relationship stuffs.

Anyone who knows more about astrology please feel free to chime in on this whole Jupiter in Pisces bit! My understanding is super surface level!!

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That was a big boi and now my thumbs hurt real bad. Hope you were entertained by the chaos.

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