#this was actually a lot more entertaining than I thought it would be hahaha

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Helpful as always

[allastoredeer]

The last chapter was pure gold!!!

I love how Alastor just ignores Vox existence, or at least he tries lol

And I got the feeling Al mistunderatood the “What the hell does Lucifer have that I don’t!?” With ‘what does the hotel have that they don’t’, which it’s not any better agahah Vox is so delusional

It’s such a shame he didn’t say that in front of the other overlords, it would have been such a good laugh and maybe the end of the vees?!

Also I love how u write Alastor, beside his pain he hasn’t stop smiling even a second, and let’s be honest his was such a comeback. He definitely knows how to entertain, also I got the feeling that when he attacked velvette he was trying to repay Carmille a little, cause she tried to protect his privacy more than one time during the meeting and yeah Al, Charlie is definitely rubbing off on you.

“Well, these meetings sure are getting shorter and shorter,” Totally sent me rolling laughing. He is so right tho

I wonder how Luci is gonna take this plan of his, cause I don’t think he will accept it with open arms. And I honestly don’t know if Al has something to offer the king of hell to make such a deal …but it’s undeniable that he has a soft denial spot for Al, so who know he might actually go with it👀

I just have a question, are they gonna get together in the end? Or is it just gonna be a long slow burn. Either way I am enjoying this a lot. Can’t wait for more

Hahaha, Alastor was trying SO hard to ignore the petty little TV man. He wants to talk about Charlie's hotel and go home, please and thank you.

And LOL yeah I'm glad you picked up on that. Alastor still thinks Vox is referencing working together, not the insinuation that Vox wants something more between them. To Alastor, it sounds like Vox is trying to imply that he can do "so much better" with his alliances; whereas Vox thinks Alastor knows--a least a LITTLE--about Vox's crush, but is playing it off like its nothing, which makes him even more furious.

Hahah I was so excited to write his clapback to the Vee's. He knew that if they showed up, they were going to bring up the fight with Adam, and he needed to be prepared. People start beef with him, but you better damn well believe he'll end it. Carmilla definitely enjoyed the clapback too. For a sinner she certainly has the patience of a saint.

But I also don't think she actually respects the Vee's. They're just entitled, spoiled little children in her eyes. They're a group she doesn't feel the need to expend her energy on, because, well, what's the point? She doesn't have a high enough opinion of them to do so.

Alastor and Lucifer's conversation in the next chapter was very fun to write. These two can't be left unsupervised because it's just going to end in a fistfight. They're constantly ready to throw hands and I love it.

I am writing this with the end goal being them getting together! It will be a slow-burn though 😂 I'm really gonna go into Alastor exploring his ace/aro'ness, what being in a relationship means for him. and what he wants out of a relationship. On the flipside, I'm gonna explore Lucifer's thoughts and feelings about slowly falling for a sinner (who HAS done terrible things) and what he thinks that says about himself--he has had a very negative view about sinners for thousands and thousands of years, and a mindset like that isn't going to change overnight.

So, they're both definitely going to be exploring different parts about themselves that this relationship forces them to address. And I'm very excited to get into it!

I think the tag "Lucifer Fell First But Alastor Fell Harder" is going to be very apt for this fic series.

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Just saying

✨️Rockstar!Dick✨️ and ⚡️bodyguard!Jason⚡️

Slade having his own security company

Takes point with Dick as needed because Wayne Entertainment pays the prettiest penny (and lbr Slade is begrudingly charmed by Dick - the punkass fucker)

Scheduling conflict leaves Slade unable to partake as Dick's security detail; can't skip on current job, but won't pass on offered job, either

Reluctant and resigned to put his best underling on the job, but desperate times call for desperate measures: Jason

Specifically smaller!Jason. Who still had a rough upbringing on the streets and is a bit stunted for it.

Slade making the introduction

Dick immediately refusing

Jason bristling because fuck you

Meanwhile Dick's band/entourage/what-have-you cackles in the background because 1) Jason is petite and 2) there's no way Dick isn't going to try and fuck him

Dick is aware of this. So is Slade. Hence Slade's aforementioned reluctance and resignation. Jason is someone he trusts and has confidence in though. There are no safer hands for Dick to be in.

Meanwhile Jason is oblivious, thinking he's being refuted because of his stature.

'You will not fuck him.'

Jason startling because what the hell? Of course he won't fuck the client what even - only to realize that Slade is leveling with Dick, their client. Jason's flabbergasted. Absolutely floored because obviously Dick won't want to fuck him and -

Dick with his hands raised, smile cheeky as he laughs under his breath, shameless although he's been caught out, 'No promises.'

And Jason keeps his composure because professionalism, but he's also flustered because for fuck's sake, if only Slade or Dick knew that Jason has crushed on Dick from the start of his career; Jason would bend over for him right then and there fuuuuuuuuuck

Yeah, that's right. None of this 'never heard of you' nonsense. No 'I don't think you're all that good; prove me wrong,' plot line here. Just Jason trying to be a professional and Dick tormenting him throughout because Dick isn't a fool - he knows; he's no stranger to attraction.

They do keep it professional though hahaha. Flirting aside, it's just playful banter and fun. A slow burn where Jason plays bodyguard/caretaker/boyfriend.

Dick and the band/entourage/whatever being struck dumb when Jason lays down a threat that tries to charge Dick

Petiteness be damned, Jason is dangerous

And Dick is a client with nerves of steel, tbh. He really just watches unblinking in the face of oncoming disaster and Jason thinks it's weird af.

Dick claims it's because he's not worried; he has full confidence in Jason

Tbh though Dick can look after himself really well (has learned a lot from various people throughout his life, Slade included; thought about turning in the glitz and glam for law enforcement. Got relatively far with that, too, so. Security is more a precaution than anything; more eyes are better than just his, sometimes).

When Dick shares the above, Jason grimaces and complains that Dick has never been more unattractive, wanting to join ranks with pigs

Arguably Dick is already among pigs (music industry, entertainment as a whole)

Jason scoffs because Dick isn't wrong. WE arguably most ethical of the lot, but still lacking; he sees firsthand the workload put on Dick and it's infuriating

Anyway, bonding over Dick wanting to be a cop because why???

Dick open and honest that it's because of all the young people he encounters. Terrible life circumstances and he helps them with what he creates and being a distraction, but wants to do more than that; hates getting on stage knowing what he knows because he wants to help all these people who help him

Jason scowling because damn, there Dick goes becoming all attractive again

Jason admitting that he was actually a social worker before Slade picked him up

Which. What? Really?

Jason brushes Dick's interest off. It was a short lived career. Jason didn't even make it a quarter of a year before he was let go of for being 'too combative.'

'That's part of your charm.' Dick teases him and Jason scoffs, rolling his eyes and looking away, cheeks flushed

Caretaker!Bodyguard!Jason

This has it's own little section because just like. Jason can't do anything about Dick's schedule, obviously. It drives him up a wall how Dick is run into the ground though.

What's more infuriating is that it's partly by choice that Dick does it. Those extra things Dick tacks into his day are so wholesomely good though that Jason can't protest.

Just Dick doing make-a-wish type things; taking time to meet and greet, charity events, etc.

Depending on when Dick has ten free minutes, he'll nap

Jason's shoulder and lap become designated pillows for said naps

Jason allows it if only because he sees Dick putting in all the work

Also - Jason chasing after Dick with food and snacks because when Dick gets going he stays going and get some fucking calories in omfg drink water or Jason will funnel it down his throat so help him

Unrelated notes:

Bodyguard!Jason who also writes poetry

He keeps it in a tiny book and doesn't share because he thinks it's embarrassing

Dick adores it though

Dick writes little music notes over top of them - rough melodies

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Battle on the Sugoroku Board - The Die Has Been Cast 1

(Location: Time Street)

Rinne: Fuah, fu……Aa~ So sleepy……

So glad that “Beehive”’s a success. Wasn’t expecting it to be so lively till morning, but it turned out to be a good distraction for me.

Now then. My head’s spinning after that all-nighter, so I guess it’s about time for me to go home and sleep.

Madara: Good Morniiiiiiiing!

Rinne: Shut up……!?

What. Are you just coming home from staying out all night? You’re a bad kid, don’t come to me if the police detain you.

Madara: Hahaha. My bad, my bad. I saw a familiar face, so, ya know.

I’m just being consistent with SS and wanted to return the favouur!

Rinne: Oi oi, are you for real, Mikeneko-chan. (1)

About that, that’s just how that was directed. I can’t compete with someone who goes around raising his voice everywhere.

Madara: Mikeneko-chan?

Rinne: Isn’t it a good nickname for someone with a free spirit? It’s a cuter name than the dangerous bees that sting people ♪

More importantly. Why are you here? Meeting an idol who roams about in a playground isn’t impressive ya know?

Madara: Unfortunately however, I wasn’t out enjoying the nightlife.

Even though MaM’s been feeling like it’s being neglected, lately the jobs have been increasing little by little.

I’ve been loitering around here since morning, trying to take advantage of this momentum and see if it would turn into a job for me.

The shopping district is around here, I’m sure there are lots of people from the industry world who would be returning home in the morning after staying out all night, just like Rinne-san.

Rinne: I see. I really thought you stayed up all night and it got you all excited.

But still, feeling neglected by the entertainment business huh…… That sounds pretty familiar.

The world is relentless in so many ways, right? Rinne-kun’s starting to hate it……!

Madara: CrazyB’s been feeling neglected too huh. I heard about it a lot from Kohaku-san.

Because I get into trouble every time I take up a job, it feels like I only get handed strange jobs that everyone else would shy away from, or something.

Rinne: Yep yep. It’s really horrible. It’s not fun to just be surrounding yourself with people who are goody-two-shoes right?

That’s why I’m rooting for you too, Mikeneko-chan.

’Kay. As an older brother, I’m gonna treat you to a beef bowl!

There’s nothing more delicious to eat than a beef bowl after staying up all night. It’s a farewell gift from me, so eat it! (2)

Madara: A beef bowl? No, I’m not particularly hungry.

Rinne: What, you’re saying you’re not gonna eat my beef bowl?

You’re so cold~ You’re going to reject this Senpai-in-life who’s really raring to go?

Even though I really wanna go eat some food with Mikeneko-chan~?

Madara: I get it, I get it. If you’re insisting that much, I’ll join you.

Mutual fate!(3) Meeting you here must have been some sort of fate. right?

(Location: Season Avenue (In Front of Convenience Store))

(30 minutes later)

Rinne: I ate, I ate ♪

 Wow, after that nourishment resupply, my headache is settling down considerably! Thank you!

Madara: Me too. It was a treat.

Well then, it’s about time I get going. I was actually in the middle of a walk, seee.

I’m going to try to find some interesting job or other while on the walk.

Madara: ……Ohh?

Rinne: What’s this? Mikeneko-chan, your smartphone and mine are ringing at the same time?

Madara: Rinne-san, this is a KiraKira Mail. It seems that a new job request’s come up.

Rinne: “Battle on the Sugoroku Board”——A multiple agency inter-agency competition in which idols from CosPro and NewDi will participate in, huh?

It’s “Open World Sugoroku” where you fight using dice…... I don’t get what that means,but basically, you fight in units based on your agency.

I thought we’re finally going to hit it off, but things never go so smoothly, huh.

”Yesterday’s enemy is today’s enemy too” and all that ♪

Madara: Hahaha. It’s a fitting curtain call for us.

Looking from the perspective of the SS Final competition, it’s like yesterday’s enemy has come to become an opponent once again.

In any case, this is the new job that we’ve been eagerly waiting for.

It’s disappointing that the objective of my walk was realized in an unexpected way, but I can’t say thaat. Let’s reply to this in a positive way.

Rinne: Yeah. Of course I’ll be participating too. It’s sorta rare to get to do jobs from over that side ♪

Welp, I guess it’s time I go home now. Hope you’ll go easy on me the next time we meet ♪

Madara: Ah. I’m looking forward to it toooo. Let’s compete fair and square.

Rinne: Gyaahaha ♪ Coming from you?

Weeell, I’m looking forward to it. In more ways than one ♪

TL Notes 1. Calico kitty. Referencing Mikejima’s name, as the 'Mike' in his name can be read as ‘tri-coloured’ which uses the same kanji as in the word for Calico cat (Mikeneko).

2. Yes he said farewell gift ( 餞別 )…I have no idea why either.

3. 合縁奇縁 - a four character idiom that describes the relationship that happens between two people due to fate.

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Helloooo!! I love your blog! If you have time, please consider writing a fic with lee Wriothesley and ler lyney! Hehehe...

I feel like with Wriothesley's beefy body, it'll be fun to see him squirming, and with Lyney's delicate fingers, he can slip his hands and be a skillful ler heheheh... Give lyney a chance for revenge hehe~ Thank you in advance! Please no foot tickles...

Heey, thanks a bunch... I'm glad u enjoy it... I'm still inexperienced, but I can write anything u anons desire, and pls forgive me if i missed any requests

Plus, we all love this Grizzly -ahem, I mean Wriothesley... I might make it a switch because he's a total ler type to me, hehe... but mostly a lee type... so let's give Lyney baby a chance.

Warning spoilers alert for fontaine

For others - anyone who's not into friendly tickles... you can skip this fic... thank you

A very sweet revenge

Lyney's appearance to Wriothesley's office is a magnificent improvement. Every since the day he somewhat tickled the poor magician into tears, the boy naturally seemed indulged tk visit him more.

Although Wriothesley is aware of Lyney's ulterior motives... and he can't say he's not thrilled as he is curious about how Lyney would approach revenge.

Day three.

Lyney seems to show a lot of magic tricks and then entertain Wriothesley a lot, even Aether stopped by to say hello to him. The more the merrier and now its Day four...

Will today be the day?

"Oh my, you have a knack for card tricks, Mr. Lyney"

"Well I learnt from the best and you do seem capable yourself for your first time"

Wriothesley smiled warmly "Well I too learned from the best"

Hmm, the taller man glances at Lyney, still not seeing the trump card -well not the actual card but the motive.

"Well then... oopse!" Lyney drops his card suddenly and then attempts to reach it from Wriothesley side of the desk and the latter offered to get it for him.

Now it was the time...

It started with an abrupt wriggling of fingers, tiny and delicate fingers on Wriothesley's sides, startled by the electrifying shock... he stumbled away nearing hitting his head on the desk.

Never did he expected him to start so confidently. But he did expect the attack someday just... not right now.

"M-mr Lyney?"

"Hm... what's wrong your grace?" Lyney teases now further attacking his sides. Wriothesley suddenly feels a bubbly sound escape from his lips. Neither of them expected that but Lyney recovered from that quicker than the beholder of that beautiful laughter.

It's masculine and deeper, unlike lyney's high-pitched squeals (A/n: but trust me, I'm moved by how Wriothesley can laugh so cutely and manly at the same time...)

"Wahahahait ohohohone sehehehehecond hahahaa"

"Is the great Duke a little ticklish? Funny I never thought about that" he could definitely see Wriothesly slowly curling away, but Lyney is definitely agile with his reflexes, mostly as a bow user who's quick in action and had to work hard to make up for his smaller frame.

Honestly Wriothesley wanted Lyney to have his fun but genuinely he's sensitive around his ribs and thst definitely weakened him. Barking out another laugh when Lyney dug firmly into his ribs, gently but intentionally.

"Oh yes, the ribs..."

"Ohohokaahay ihihi cahahan sehee yoohohou ahahare ehehenjoying thihjhjs buhuhut you cahahan lehet mehehe goho knowhow!"

Sighing, Lyney seems to be controlling all the strings here "Your grace seriously, this is revenge so... you must be able to grant this wish for me, right?"

Groaning low giggles, of course he started the war... now he must have a taste of his own medicine. If Wriothesley is serious about breaking free he would have minutes ago but not wanting hurt Lyney he resorted to resist more... or partly he's somewhat noticed that Lyney is partially in control.

"HAHAHA AHAHALRIGHT! THAHATS IT!"

At that moment, Lyney's world flipped, and the larger man is on top and felt large but gentle fingers bury under his armpits.

Lyney squeaks. "Ack! Haha, noho fahahir gehe! Wriothesley!!"

Still panting while he tickled the smaller guy, he chuckles "Don't forget I also know your weakness, dear prisoner... no one punishes the duke"

"Wehehell thahahats conveniehehent! Ihihi wihihill dohoho whahahat ihihi wahahahant thank yohohou vehehery muhuhuch!" Lyney giggles and squirms but also reaching to tickle Wriothesley's ribs but instead reaching for his hips that sent the man suddenly bucking "What the???"

"Ah... that must be the... spot" breathing heavily Lyney begins to get his hips and Wriothesley feels the unbearable than his ribs, of course he may not process a lot of ticklishness like Lyney but he got a spot of two thst can drive him nuts.

"Ahaa alright trucehehe thehe teas gehehtting cohohold..."

Lyney stops now, his face flushed red, as similar as Wriothesley's and they both looked different from the position on the ground. Sighing now, Wriothesley gets up first helping Lyney, "Well I suppose you won this round..."

Breathing harder "Well... yh, uhu... I did... never... underestimate a magician"

Finishing his tea now, Wriothesly begins, "I dis expect your revenge, but the time was what had me on edge... I didn't expect that, at least..."

Lyney giggling "I'm glad I managed to take you down a peg... who knows maybe I can be the Duke next"

Frowning playfully, Wriothesly says, "Careful what you say, Mr. Lyney, I won't be letting go of this job any sooner..."

"Says the guy who called a truce for a little tickling." Lyney sticks his tongue, and that makes Wriothesley stand up, smirking. "Let me remind you... we can go for another round and clarify"

Lyney who hasn't been paying attention to his surroundings smirks as he looks away proudly "Please you gave up first I -eek! Hehehey!"

Lyney felt a pair of fingers grab his ribs and Wriothesley smirks "You were saying dear Mr. Lyney?"

Of course if it had been planned to tickle fight nkw, Lyneh might have snuck a few tickles like last time but he was caught off guard by the Dukes mischief directly close to his worst spot.

"So who's calling for a truce now huh?"

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything"

The curt voice of Chlorinde makes them both breakaway instantly. Lyney gets up and then chirps in his squeaky voice "pardon moi... ma cherie!" He leaves and Wriothesley remains there with her, slightly uneasy to have her find this situation.

Its incredible how she ignored it and said "Mind if we have some tea...?"

"Why sure dear Ms. Chlorind, with pleasure. " he chuckles now, finally starting his second tea part of the day, still remembering Lyney's sweet blush, similar to last time. But now he finds appeal in a teasing lyney as well...

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And Revenge Comes In More.

(Sequel to ‘Entertainment Comes In Many Forms’) 

The one in which G/ojo learns that N/anami is a lot more revenge driven then he had planned on. And enjoys every second of it~. Feat. Allergic/Induced G/ojo and snz!fucker slightly sadistic N/anami. Also known as: G/ojo tormented N/anami with his cold, so now N/anami is gonna torment him with some allergens. Technically this is a ‘sequel’ to my previous fic, but you don’t have to read that one to understand this! Mostly just context on why N/anami wants revenge. But the sneeze fun can be appreciated with or without reading it! (at least I hope haha~~) Also, I’m not the most comfortable (skill or knowledge wise) in writing deeply smutty things yet, so this miiiight be a bit of a tease as I didn’t write any actual full on stuff happening, so consider this a warning for that I guess!! I might do a third of this little series at some point where it goes all the way, but I have no plans just yet, still not sure of that kind of writing style for myself!  Aaaaaaand yes, this is another fic, I have a problem, but I guess worst case no one sees it and I got to have fun writing something I enjoy, so hey, hope y’all don’t mind!! J/JK brainrot is just real and I can’t… I can’t get this out of my head…. hahaha~~ To anyone who bothers to read this, thank you! And I hope you enjoy~~ ((References to swearing, and snz!fucker play (slightly-over-the-borderline smut), in case anyone doesn’t like those))  Characters: G/ojo, N/anami, and N/anami’s sadistic side mixing with a snz!kink.  Word count: 3.2k

~~~~~~~ Gojo knows from the second he walks into the apartment, he’s in deeper trouble than he’d thought. See, about two weeks ago he’d tormented teased his dear boyfriend Nanami with a cold he’d caught. Nanami had told him about a certain… interest… of his. Namely, sneezing. And see, Gojo had a cold… so how could he not use this to his advantage? However, this was…. during a meeting… and Nanami, ever the stickler for things like “privacy” and “decency” was not the biggest fan of this little encounter. ‘Much as he may have enjoyed himself once we were alone’. Because of this, a week ago (after recovering from his illness) Gojo had offered a bit of retribution. His deal was an inducing session. No holds barred, anything goes, Nanami gets to induce him in any way he desires for the whole night, and… whatever that may lead to… will come with the territory. Gojo had assumed that Nanami would get a bit of sneezy fun, and then they’d move on. What Gojo hadn’t planned on was Nanami asking for a week to ‘prepare’. Hence, when he walks into the apartment and sees the tray of items sitting on their coffee table, draped in a sheet, he starts to realize that maybe he’s signed up for more than he bargained for. But upon seeing the look in Nanami’s eyes as he gestures for Gojo to sit on the couch, Gojo decides that he’s completely down for whatever may follow.  “Blindfold off.” Gojo smirks, this was one part he did see coming, especially since the only light currently on in the apartment was in the hallway. Nanami is well aware of how photic Gojo is. ‘Wasn’t even aware that sneezing from bright lights was called photic until I met him.’ he muses to himself, delicately removing the blindfold, and placing it in Nanami’s outstretched hand. Sure enough, the hall light is nowhere near bright enough to invoke a reaction. “Whenever you’re ready, Nanami dear.” Smug grin on his face, Gojo leans back, one leg crosses over the other, the picture of relaxation. All of this changes the second a smirk forms on Nanami’s face. ‘Well that look is deeply unsettling’ Gojo thinks, allowing his confidence to slip just a little. Nanami reaches under the sheet, careful to keep the rest hidden, and pulls out his first object, taking a seat on a chair next to the couch. “A flashlight? Starting pretty basic, aren’t we Nanami? If I’m honest, I expected more from you. With a week to prepare, bright light is what you came up with?” It’s a bluff and they both know it, Gojo’s well aware that bright light is only what they’re starting with, and that Nanami must be saving the best for last. “Close your eyes. You open them when I tell you to.” “Oh~ Bossy, aren’t we~? Power gone to your head, Nanami?”  Despite this, Gojo does as he’s told. While obedience isn’t something he’s known for, he did offer compliance, ‘though I never specified it would come without teasing~’ he allows, making sure to paint another shit-eating grin on his face. Gojo doesn’t need to see Nanami to know his eyes are glued to him, he can feel the lustful gaze burning into his skin. “Open your eyes now.” Gojo complies once more, surprise flooding his face as he feels something soft brush the tip of his nose. He barely has time to get his wrist in front of his nose before the sneezes burst out. “hept’ISHH’shiew-! ihh’kTSH’ue-! hAH’ASHH’iew-! hh’KTishhh’yuu-!”  Sniffling pathetically against his wrist, Gojo manages to lock his eyes onto the feather Nanami is twirling in his fingers, the flashlight sitting on the tray once more. Nanami meets his eyes, a mischief evident in them, suggesting this was always his plan. “Well well well, bit of a trickster today, I see. Proud of ourselves, aren’t we?”  “Bless you.” “Why thank you. Still polite as ever. Some things never change. Shall I expect blessings all night, then?” “I guess you’ll have to wait and see.” Gojo lets the smirk work its way over his face once more, lowering his wrist with one last snfff- not quite wet yet, but if this first fit was anything to go by, they were certainly going to get there.  “Feathers. Not exactly groundbreaking stuff. I do have quite the sensitive nose, but I’m not allergic, they’ll tickle just as much as anything soft would.” Nanami grins, a hand brushing his hair back. A gesture that to most, would seem quite common. But Gojo is not most. He recognizes the action for what it is; an act of pride in himself and his methods. A hint of worry seeps back into Gojo’s mind, ‘Just a feather alone wouldn’t bring this kind of confidence. Not to someone like Nanami. He wouldn’t feel this satisfied with just a mild sensitivity reaction.’  Sniffling again, Gojo notices, quite suddenly, that the tickle is still there. A slight buzzing at the back of his nose. ‘No, this is more than just a sensitivity, otherwise it would have stopped once I finished sneezing.’ “hhAH! Ahhh… What diihhhd… you do to it?” “You see,” Nanami starts, letting himself slip off the chair, and slide onto the couch next to Gojo. “It’s not just a feather. It’s a feather from our feather duster. And, well, it just so happens I had a bit of cleaning to do earlier.” “Hehhh…. ehh! hIH’kTSH’oo-! KISHH-ishh’oo-! hahh’DTSH’yuu-!  I should have gueehhh… g- guessssed- hehh…. hEH’DT-! guhhh… lost it.”  “Bless you.” “I cahhhn’t… Nanami… I… hehh… hIH! gotta… g-hahh gotta sneeze…!”  Gojo’s eyes are fluttering shut, a single tear running down his cheek as he hitches wildly, head tilting back. Nanami smirks, letting Gojo’s hand grab his and pull the feather up to his face. They both pause as he leaves it just out of reach of his nose, well aware of the unstated rule. ‘This is your turn, so unless you allow me, I can’t do it myself.’  Thankfully for Gojo, this is only act one of the revenge, and the torture isn’t meant to start just yet. Nanami moves the feather back to Gojo’s nose, gently tracing around one nostril, then the other, the light touch more than enough to send him over the edge. “Th- thankyou- hEH! hH’ESHH’oo-! hept’kiSHH’ieww-! mMMpfsshh’oo-!”  “Bless you.”  Just as he goes to open his eyes, Gojo finds himself squinting in the light, ducking back into his hands with another fit, this time the softer, ticklish type that he gets from photic fits. “ishh-! tishh’oo-! hh’ishh’shiew-! pshh’oo-! kshhh’iew-! hept’ktshh’ooo-! hEP’shhh-! Nngt-! hh’dNGt-! Nxxgt-!”  Fingers lightly pinch his nose as Gojo stifles the last few, a hint of mischief in his voice as he manages to stop the onslaught. Nanami leans back from where he had hit the light switch, a smirk dancing on his face, mischief matching Gojo’s in his own eyes. ‘God, he looks good like this.’ “I’ll admit, you got me with that one. Wasn’t expecting it in the slightest.” “That was the idea, yes. Bless you again, but don’t think you won’t pay for those stifles.” “Oh~?”  There’s a light sing-song tone in Gojo’s voice as he lets his eyes trace down Nanami’s body. The tremble in his knees doesn’t go unnoticed, and neither does the hunger in his eyes when Gojo’s beautiful, albeit watery, blues meet them once more. Try as he might, Nanami was never able to hide his true intentions from Gojo. He’s always been able to read him like a book. ‘He’s holding out much better than I had thought, but there’s a slight shiver in his voice whenever he speaks. Guess even the most proper of us can’t hide every physical reaction.’  Nanami reaches over and wipes away a stray tear that had broken free from the ocean in Gojo’s eyes, ‘photic tickles do always come with watery eyes’ getting a warm smile in return. As much as he hates to admit it, Nanami was always captivated by the shimmering blue orbs, and the beauty that the glistening wetness brought to them was almost inhumane. Gojo uncrosses his legs, allowing them to slip further onto the couch as he lays back, giving Nanami the perfect position to slide in on top of him, hovering just above his hips, perched on his knees. Now angled over him, Nanami also has the perfect position to further torment Gojo’s nose. Reaching back under the sheet, Nanami pulls it off entirely, the smirk reforming once more as Gojo’s eyes go wide. A single flower of lavender sits on the tray, under a glass bowl. Gojo twitches even just looking at it, a knuckle raising to rub at his already itchy nose. As if just the sight of the blossom was enough to light the fire burning in his sinuses. “I know I said anything you want, but I wasn’t expecti-” “What, you thought I wasn’t going to use one of your most desperate allergens? I’m not a novice at this, Gojo.” “My sincerest apologies, Nanami. You’re qu- heH! quite right, I shouldn’t have underestimated you. Now are wehhehh… gonna get on with it?”  Simply lifting the bowl off it had spread the scent throughout the living room, Gojo’s nose responding in kind. A light snfff- escapes, a mistake, if the way his eyes flutter is any indication. Nanami lifts the blossom gently, Gojo leaning back until his head was on the pillow at the end of the couch, hands tucked at his sides, already bracing against the tickle he knew was coming. Kneeling over him, Nanami allows his hips to gently brush Gojo’s, not missing the gasp in his breath, or the lust filling his eyes. “hihh’KTSH’oo-! hePT’shiew-! nnGXt-!”  “Bless you. Stifling without your hands, impressive, but doesn’t earn you any points today.” “Worth a shot~. Are you plahhhhning to start the inducing any time s- hehhh! soon? My nose is alreahhhhhdy starting to ti… to tiihhhhckle! hEH’ISHH’yuu-! hH’MMFSH’oo-! dnXT’shoo-!”  There’s no response from Nanami, ‘Unless you count the way his whole body is practically trembling~. Or the chewing on his lip, ya know, I’m not even sure he realizes he’s doing that!’ but one isn’t needed. Instead, Nanami starts tracing the lavender around the base of Gojo’s chin, dragging it up his jawline, right up to the bridge of his nose. Gojo, for his part, starts hitching the second it touches his skin, as if the pollen is soaking through into his nose via osmosis. His eyes snap shut, the tickle swelling-  “Hehh… ahh! Ehhh… hihh-hEH! hEPT-” Just to have it crushed by Nanami’s firm grasp on his nose, pinching it shut. Gojo lets out a whine, nose practically trembling beneath the grasp. They pause like that for a second, Gojo managing to pry his eyes open long enough to see the desperate arousal painted clearly over Nanami’s face, before they crash shut again with another wave of hitching. Finally, the tickle dies down, and Gojo’s breathing evens out. “I thought the point was to make me sneeze, not stop me from sneezing?” “That is certainly a part of it, yes. But you were cruel, doing… that… in public, in a meeting no less, so this? This is going to be just as cruel.” “I never knew you had such a sadistic side, dear. I have to admit-” Gojo pauses, letting his eyes meet Nanami’s, lust burning through his own just as fierce as his boyfriends. “-It looks stunning on you.” Their mouths meet, Nanami gently biting Gojo’s lower lip, eliciting a moan in response, before it turns into a shaky inhale. Taking this cue, Nanami continues running the lavender down Gojo’s nose, right around the edge, tracing each pink and twitchy nostril. “hAHhh- I… I have…. I’mgonna… hehh!”  This time, instead of stopping the sneezes, Nanami lets the lavender rest just under Gojo’s nose, the blossoms gently touching the tip, before letting it slide all the way in. The reaction is instant, and he’s careful to keep the blossom in during the fit, prompting Gojo’s hands to grab Nanami’s hips to brace himself. “ISHH’oo-! hehh’TISHH’ooo-! hEPT’DTSHH’yuu-! eHKSHH’shiew-! nN’GSHH’uee-! hAHH… hehh! neH’KTSHU’yuu-! haAH’GNSHH’oo-!” Gojo manages to meet Nanami’s eyes through his watery gaze, noticing the way Nanami’s legs tremble, hips pressing against his, a moan forming in his own throat as one breaks free from the other man. Deciding to try to put on a bit of a show, Gojo attempts to speak through them, a slight flush filling Nanami’s face at the attempt. In response, Nanami’s hands twitch, moving the lavender still inside Gojo’s nose around, relighting the tickle with a passion. “Oh god Nanahhhmihhh- mM’PSHH’oo-! hEH’MFFSSHH’yuu-! It ti- ticklessobad… nnH’ZSHH’oo-! ZESHH’shiew-! I can’t stop… Ijustgotta- hePT’KESHH’yuu-!  hhAH’ASHH’ieww-!” Tears are fully running down his face by the end, his eyes watering so much he can barely see. Nanami gently places his lips on Gojo’s forehead, pulling the (now soaked) lavender out as the sneezing finally starts to taper off. He softly wipes the tears away, meeting Gojo’s bleary look with a deeply lustful one of his own. “Yo- heH’ISHH’shiew-! Ishh’oo-tishh’oo-! You see- hiHH! holdonnotdone…. hAH’ESHH’yuu-! ‘Scuse me! You seem to be enjoying the show.” There’s a teasing tone in his voice, but the soft blush settling over his cheeks has nothing to do with arousal. Instead, it blooms in response to the soft touch Nanami’s hands are giving him, brushing his hair out of his eyes, wiping the tears from his cheeks. A softness that Nanami is always capable of, but only Gojo ever truly gets to see. The blush spreading across Nanami, however, has everything to do with arousal. A feeling that it seems, he’s reached his limit on containing. Letting his hips fully rest against Gojo’s, he leans in, teeth meeting Gojo’s ear. Their breath catches at the same time, Nanami’s releasing in a moan against the flushed skin of Gojo’s neck, while Gojo releases his in the form of- “hH’hEPTShhh’ooo-! nGT-! hh’DTSH-! kNXT’shoo-! Ohgod- ashh’oo-! tishh’oo-ishh’iew-hAH’ZSHH’yuu-! Hehh…!” “B-bless you.” Nanami offers in the pause, he can only keep the whimper out of his voice for so long it seems. ‘It’s honestly impressive he held out this long’. In the pause, Nanami leans back up, mischief flooding his eyes as he waits for Gojo to start hitching in earnest, then pinches his nose shut right as the fit starts again. A desperate look is all Gojo can get in before the tickle takes over completely. “Nahhhnami whatareyou- nNGT-! DNNT-! GNXXT-! P- please I haahhhh-! hH’nGXT-! Knntt’shoo-! ehh’DXGT’shoo-! Nanami it- hAH’gehDNTT’shoo-! It’s just gonna- heH’XGT-! DTNNGT-! Nxxgt’shoo-! Gonna keep going if you don’t let me…. Letme…. Ihaveto… heH! hh’NXGT’shoo-!” Despite the pleading, and the desperately itchy look Gojo’s face has twisted itself into, they both know that if he actually wanted to, he could easily pry Nanami’s fingers off. However, Gojo keeps his hands pinned under his legs, not even attempting to raise them.  “Bless you. Use your words, Gojo. You’ve certainly never had a problem using them before.” “hEH! Nanami I have- ohgodnotagain hH’NXGT-! dgxnnt’shoo-! ktnXGT’shoo-! I have to sneeze-! nN’GTkk’shoo-!” “Bless you love. You seem to be doing just that. What is it exactly you’re asking for?” Gojo lets his mouth hang slightly open, though at this point, it’s not exactly a choice, he’s still human after all, he needs air. But the way he lets his tongue brush against his lips is entirely for the show. “Please let me release the sneehhh-! Sneezes.”  “Clear and concise. See, I knew you had it in you. You have permission.” With that, Nanami removes his fingers, and waits- And waits…?  “hEH-! Ahhh… hihhIH…. hEPT-!guhhhh…. Hehhh…”  Nanami feels his mouth run dry as Gojo’s breath catches, over and over, his pink nose twitching, not unlike a bunny. “nAhnami- god it… it tickles so… I can’t…. I just… hehh-! hAH! Guhhh… hehhh…huH-! HEPT-! Fucking hell… I just…”  Normally he’d receive a punishment for the swearing, but given the current situation, Nanami is feeling forgiving. Gojo’s entire body is starting to tremble with the desperation of his nose. Nanami bites his lip harder, body trembling for a whole different reason. Both of their eyes are glossed over, yet again, for different reasons. Running a hand through Gojo’s hair again, the moan coming from the blue-eyed-beauty only half from the tickle still tormenting him, Nanami leans forward once more, bringing his warm lips to Gojo’s flushed skin. His breath is hot on Gojo’s neck, his teeth sinking into the sensitive skin. A moan falls from Gojo’s mouth as Nanami lets his lips touch his ear. “Nahhnami… I… Ihaveto- hehh! to sneehhhh- sneeze-!” The response that creeps out from Nanami’s mouth is as much a moan as a command. “Beg me for it, Satoru.”  A playful smirk briefly flashes across Gojo’s face, before he lets his eyes flutter closed once more. He allows his breath to hitch for a minute, savouring the way Nanami’s hips grind against him, before forcing his voice back out, not even needing to exaggerate the whining tone. “P- pleaahhh… please… hehhh! hAHH!… please Kento, let me sneeze~! I… I need to so-heHH! so bad….” With that, Nanami leans in, letting their lips meet, hungry and trembling. Gojo gasps against the feeling, pulling back to suck in a deep breath, before pulling Nanami back into it with just as much hunger. They stay like that for a moment, caught in a battle of wills and tongues, before finally, Nanami lets his nose brush against Gojo’s. Shivers shoot down both of their spines, moans spilling out of them in harmony as Gojo rears his head back, having only enough time to duck his head into Nanami’s chest before the long-denied sneezes take their revenge. “Th-thankyou- hAH’heTscH’oo-! hH’ZSCHH’yuu-! Hehh… hah’ketCHH’ooo-! mMpSHH’oo-! nN’KTSHH’yuu-! hePT’ISHH’iew-! mMFFSHH’iew-! hAH’RASHH’uue-! Oh that one was looudd-heH’KSHH’ooo-!” With a brief break, Gojo gasps, letting some air fill his lungs again as the tickle fills his nose. Nanami reaches over to the table, grabbing a handful of tissues, and pressing them to Gojo’s nose as the next wave of sneezes overtakes him. “iSHh’oo-! heH’tiSH’oo-! ASHH’iew-! nN’hetCH’yuu-! mmSHH’oo-! MMPSHH’oo-! heH’mPFShh’iew-!”  “Bless you, Satoru. Blow, while you can.” Gojo does he’s told, letting a harsh blow out, pausing for a few sneezes to slip through- “hEH’ktSHH’oo-! ashh’ieww-! hH’ESHH’oo-!” “Bless you. Again.��� He follows the command willingly yet again, knowing he couldn’t resist if he wanted to. After another blow, Nanami switches out the tissues for clean ones, gently cleaning up Gojo’s nose. The feather-light touch of his fingers through the tissues is enough to prompt another small fit from Gojo, which he catches, planting a light kiss on his forehead. “Ishh’oo-! Tishh’oo-! heH’ketshh’iew-! hAH’ashHH’iew-! ishh-tishh’oo-heH’ISHH’yuu-!” “Bless you, love.” “Thank you.” Nanami sits back, letting Gojo sit up fully. Both men are panting, a fierce hunger still burning in their eyes. Gojo lets his hand slide around Nanami’s hips, pulling him in for another deep kiss, this time he nibbles on Nanami’s lip, a light chuckle breaking the kiss at the way Nanami whimpers. “Shall we finish this in the bedroom, Nanami~?”  There’s no answer. There doesn’t need to be. The way he grips Gojo’s arm is answer enough, pulling him up off the couch. They both take a pause to breathe, before they start laughing like teenagers again, a contest to see who can get to the bedroom faster is initiated without words. They never did need words, they have something far deeper. Something that nothing on heaven or earth could ever take away from them. Something true to their very souls. 

[strawberryybird]

Thoughts on Edeleth?

in the era of bot messages, a hero rises from the navy blue darkness... thank u profusely for the untold joy that human interaction brings ;0;

anyway: edeleth. LOVE THEM. LOVE THEM A LOT.

and also here's a 3 paragraph response as to why i love them but not in the fandom content creation sense.

Truth be told, they're not actually my fire emblem 3H ship of choice! But this is because I consider their story to be, in large part, resolved. I really enjoyed the edelgard/byleth relationship that ran through CF when I played; especially poignant as the relationship the route lord has with Byleth is the thematic hinge of each storyline. I liked all the accompanying discussion of free will/autonomy and inheritance and mothers and dark/light and rebirth, and every like theme you could throw at the game like spaghetti on a stovetop splashback. As 'shallow' (scare quotes intentional) an exploration that the game/CF route gives us... it hit the mark for me. It showed the foundation of a complex, tense, and a relationship altogether necessary for Edelgard & Byleth, in order for them to make it through the story. I loved that. I legitimately burst into tears when colour of sunshine played out the TV at 1am.

Having said all that - I got my depth and resolution from the game at the same time. It showered me with thoughts about what a relationship between E&B would look like after the story ended. I then started thinking about it and came to my own personal conclusion that I had already seen the very apex of their relationship (word choice intentional). There was very little fanfic I could write that would provide a story more compelling than the cutscene I just played towards (with the dragon and the burning city and the heartbeats and the crest stone, all that good shit). All this culminates in a story that is, ultimately, already told.

They are, put simply, my canon couple. The relationship that is Edeleth is my loadbearing pillar for a lot of my generosity towards the story the viddy game tells. I absolutely love them for it. I adored getting to be a part of that story!!

So, when I turn to fandom, by and large, I'm not actively seeking out Edeleth content. That's not to say i don't like it, not by any stretch of the imagination, it just means I'm incredibly nonsensically subjective about my Edeleth tastes. Just for fun, here are some fics i haven't stopped thinking about since pre-pandemic.

It's also very much worth saying that I have grown up really rather a lot since playing 3H for the first time, so my thoughts are much more.. collected, shall we say, than they would have been. I've also been tempered by the passage of time, reading Jane Eyre for 4 years against my will (long uni anecdote) and also falling directly into the combination of the locked tomb and the raven cycle brainrot. (IE: my hobby reading has actually satiated a lot of the media thematic cravings instigated by the Edeleth in my head. I think about Edie & Byleth very fondly for this. Also because I still love them very much).

I strongly suspect this was wayyyyy more than you bargained for by sending an ask, so I hope it was at least mildly entertaining hahaha. thank u for coming on this rant with me, it was longer than the wait time for those damn cathedral gates to lift in garreg mach. let me in. seiros let me into ur cathedral i need to teach ferdinand how to heal people through the power of song.

[babacontainsmultitudes]

highjinx, gun control, and terrow,

Howdy!!! :] thanks for entertaining me with this hehe- I'll do these slightly out of order!

(also just to be clear when I say “I like it platonically” for these I don't mean that it isn't romantic for me per se, just that I could appreciate it as a purely platonic thing as well)

Highjinx (Sparrow/Nicky): JNANFNGSPEONGPROJNHPSONHOSP GOD THEY ARE EVERYTHING TO ME MY BABIIEEESSSS- *breathes in* One day we'll collectively agree on a ship name for them. It made me happy that you like this option though!

:3 These two seriously are everything to me tbh. This is my oldest (serious) dndads rarepair!!! And prolly my first kiddad ship aside from maybe some Grant/Terry (which I still enjoy but shipped it most strongly during my first S1 listen). I guess for a number of reasons I've always been pretty shy about this one, which you've been around long enough to verify hahaha. Thanks for being one of the first people to entertain my thoughts on these two! 🥰 I still think about that little eyeliner hc you sent in.

>:] THAT SAID I SEE ALL OF YOU CATCHING THE BRAINROT FOR THIS SHIP HEHEHEHEHEHEH AND LET ME JUST SAY I AM FUCKING THRILLED TO SEE IT 💜 and rather surprised tbh! I think in my cynicism I'd sort of succumbed to the notion that this ship was doomed to be unpopular (perhaps especially since Nark is so very very popular!)- and yet!!! It appears there is hope for my little otp 💜

In theory I have a lot to say about these two and their dynamic, in practice I am very sleepy eheheheh. I could certainly entertain a lot of flavors for them but, as a baseline, I guess the original appeal for me came in seeing their dynamic (particularly as teens) as being similar to Fiona and Marshal Lee from Adventure Time? Which, no worries if you haven't seen but in short yeah just like this sweet sorta playful puppy love but with that particular sort of Hades/Persephone aesthetic (<- as Happi put it!!!). 🥰🌸 Sparrow would make Nicky flower crowns, Nicky would give Sparrow his jacket when he's cold, you know how it is. There's definitely also something to be said about Nicky having all his attachment issues coupled with Sparrow being so openly affectionate- Sparrow would give Nick the hugs that he really really needs and Nick would be all flustered and it would be very very cute ahahaha. I mean, I'd have way more to say about them and different aspects of their dynamic tbh but we'd be here forever so I will stop here!!!

Terrow (Terry x Sparrow): They're cute!!! SO admittedly I think when it comes to this ship I just can't really seem to picture them together romantically? Idk, it's missing something for me! *That said*, it's made me happy to see this ship grow in popularity actually! They have a very wholesome dynamic, very soft, and I love that for them. Platonically I super see this though, and in general I'd really love to see some proper interactions between them in canon tbh, as a treat!

Okay! Last one.

Gun Control (Lark x Terry): I'm literally never getting over this ship name. Anyways.

THEY'RE SO FUCKING FUNNY DUDE????? I'll be real, this ship made no sense to me at first but then (I think while reading a snippet from one of Nyx's fics really) it just fucking *clicked*?? And now I really really like this ship actually!?

Like. For me much of this ship relies on the premise that, unlike Nicky and Grant, Terry is literally just fucking *immune* to Lark and his bullshit. Like, nice try idiot you can't make him worse actually!!! And so in the process... I think Terry makes Lark better actually!

Not that they don't have conflict, in fact they probably have plenty but, it's much more lighthearted than the other Lark ships I think? I don't know, to me they are very goofy, and I mean that very affectionately. It's an underrated ship!

:3 Thanks so much for the ask Rae!!!

[where-dreamers-go]

“Dancing And Dragons” Eragon x Reader

(A/N: Oooo a Modern!Reader who knows martial arts. Now we’re talkin’!!! :D And capoeira??? Yes, please. Eragon won’t know what hit him! Hahaha. Okay, let’s go with a new concept—a fresh and different Modern!Reader that’s separate from the mess on my computer. Woo! So just a Modern! Reader. @coffencomputers I got a little carried away writing in dragons. I definitely recommend any readers to read up or watch some videos about capoeira. Warnings: Mention of kicking, but not actually kicking someone. Word Count: 962 words)

Alagaësia, a wide and magical land of fantasy.

So what the blazes were you doing East of there with a dragon hatchling nuzzling your shoe? You had no idea.

What you did know was that you were lucky to be alive. Out of all locations to pop into, at least you were near people and water. More specifically: Mount Arngor.

There were dragons, urgals, dwarves, elves, and a very confused Dragon Rider. The Dragon Rider who stumbled upon you in a clearing and chose not to end your existence. After a lot of fast talking on your part. Thank goodness.

Being in a world of magic when your memories of it were through words on a page was ore than a little mind boggling. It hardly made sense. So you left that bit of information out of any conversation. Sticking to the story of unknown teleportation was working fine. Vague, but believable.

The little amethyst colored hatchling pawed at the toe of your shoe. They were the smallest one you had seen. Cute and curious.

It was a wonder you were allowed to be near any dragon. You were still a stranger. Right? No one knew your favorite color.

“You know,” you told the little dragon, “I think it’s time for some movement.”

The little dragon tilted their head as they met your gaze.

“I can’t sit here forever. It’s peaceful, but I have to move around.” You stood up and walked into the small clearing. “You can join me if you want.”

They made a small snort.

“Alright.” You shrugged. “Enjoy your break from….Language lessons? You’re having those right?”

Tilting their head again, they sat down to watch you.

You took that as a maybe.

Taking a few deep breathes through your stretches helped ease your body from the sitting you had been doing. Nothing fancy.

Once finished, you really started.

Music played through your mind. A slow beat that kept you steady on your feet. Sweeping a leg just over the ground, you held control.

There were no competitions nor fighting.

The rhythm of your internal music picked up. You followed it. Felt it.

Rotating your torso, your foot made an arc through the air as your hand met the ground. Fluid and steady. You did it again. Your movements did not take you far from your starting position.

You smiled.

Getting into a rhythm was easier. To pretend there was live music helped. It added a liveliness to the movements. Fun.

When else would you be turning through move after move and kicks? At home probably.

Being in a fictional world, or what you thought was only so, gave you many reasons for outlets to relax. Sometimes the idea of where you were was a bit much to handle. Both the good and annoying. Time alone with your thoughts was important.

Even dragons needed time to themselves. Hence the half dozen hatchlings watching you go into a hook kick.

You supposed they needed entertainment too. Unless it was them feeding curiosity. Probably the later.

Whether you spoke, walked, or completely pretended to mind your own business, you were on the other end of someone’s curiosity.

“You dance without music?”

“WHOA!” You spun around.

Eragon stood with his hands up defensively. “I’m sorry. I did not mean to scare you.”

“Startled, but fine. Hi.”

“Hello.” He lowered his hands. “May I ask why you’re dancing without music?”

You rose an eyebrow.

“Not that—I mean—I was walking nearby and wanted to know why the hatchlings were gathered here. I haven’t been here long.”

Pressing your lips into a thin line to suppress a smile was seemingly more difficult than half the kicks you performed. To have casual conversations with the Dragon Rider were far more fun without the presence of judging eyes. Usually those who ignored everyone and had pointed ears. Knowing him more than he knew you gave you an unfair advantage. A fun one though. For you at least.

Taking pity on Eragon, you decided against teasing him with word play.

“I wasn’t dancing.”

Eragon’s mouth opened silently.

“But if it looks like dancing,” you chuckled, “then I haven’t forgotten how to do capoeira.”

“What’s that?” He asked and took a few steps closer to you.

“It’s a fighting style.” You smiled.

Oh, did you know there was a question or ten about to roll in. Eragon always did have a question for you. Literally, every day. That’s what happened when your home was nowhere near Alagaësia and he knew. Something you had to live with.

“Are there many styles of fighting where you’re from?” Eragon asked. A curious glint shown in his brown eyes in the afternoon sun.

“Yes.”

The excitement of new knowledge smoothed the stress from his features. From Dragon Rider to farm boy in less than three seconds.

“Do you know other styles of fighting?”

“I know of others. I’ve mainly practiced capoeira. I like how it flows. Between moves, you know?”

“Oh.” His eyebrows knit together, thoughts churning. Eyes looked elsewhere.

“It’s alright to ask.”

Eragon’s gaze met yours. A little unsure, but soft.

You nodded encouragingly.

“Is it effective in a real fight?” Eragon asked.

“Yes. A kick can knock someone to the ground. It might seem….unconventional in appearance or…a dance, but that’s the point.”

He smiled.

“And no, I will not demonstrate on or with you,” you said quickly. “I’d rather not be roasted.”

Smiling, Eragon tried covering up his discomfort at the idea. He was still getting used to your humor.

“But….then again.” You crossed your arms under your chest. “If we do it correctly, neither of us will even hit the other. Could be fun.”

The dragon hatchlings chirped and jumped excitedly.

Eragon stilled.

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[cookinguptales]

i don't find s3&4 as funny as s1&2 but i do find it very delightful? like, i'm not laughing non-stop (tho i did lol a lot at the newest episode; i know it wasn't your cup of tea) but i just love watching the characters doin stuff bc they're so entertaining

sorry I forgot to answer this one lmao

It's not that I'm not enjoying s4? I feel sort of the same way I felt watching s3, tbh, like it wasn't exactly the laugh-a-minute pace of the first two seasons, especially s2, but it was leading up to something and I wouldn't know exactly how I felt about things until they all came together.

like I remember feeling like Laszlo felt off for a lot of s3, like more subdued than usual (I even remember people theorizing that Matt Berry was unwell), but then when the Colin reveal came, all that made sense. and I remember feeling like they were making a lot of odd allusions to Colin's 100th birthday without giving us a lot of answers, and that ended up panning out as well.

I have that same sense of vague unease watching this season, tbh. haha. There are a few elements of foreshadowing that make me feel like Something Bad Is Coming (sorry, Freddie, but you are the biggest culprit there) and the themes of fatherhood that keep getting doubled down on over and over and over make me wonder how exactly that's gonna pan out.

Guillermo has felt a bit weird to me sometimes this season, but I'm hoping that all kind of makes sense in the end, too. He's getting crazier by the episode, which is nice and has been allaying my anxieties somewhat. He's really kind of the heart of the show to me, so Guillermo's characterization is the keystone of how I'll feel about the season when all is said and done.

The new characters are... Well, honestly, it's still kind of hard to get a handle on Marwa and Freddie. It's not like they've talked much, and I suspect we haven't really seen the whole of Marwa's character yet for good reason. (...I think she's very smart, okay?) But the Djinn. Oh. I love the Djinn. He's everything. And Baby Colin has been shockingly endearing. I really thought that would end up annoying me, but I am very invested in his houseful of daddies (and one mom who seems to be parenting him along with a gaggle of woodland creatures.)

as for 4.05, it's not that I hated it...? I just cannot handle cringe humor and boy oh boy was that cringe humor lmao. It took me literally three watchthroughs before I could watch it without peeking through my fingers hahaha. But it did have some very funny moments and it gave me a lot of Guillermo & Nadja parallels, which I adored.

I worry that the fact that I haven't said much about 4.05 might make people think that I hated it or I don't have a lot of thoughts about it, but it's actually just that I'm on work deadline and I'm um. Really sick. Haha. I feel like I'll get around to saying a lot eventually but I'm kind of just trying to keep my head above water rn.

[simmonsized]

Bro and mom traveling together!!! We have some brain strand connection or some shit because I entertain that idea a lot. I love putting them into situations where they just have to be stuck together, gets a good laugh out of me.

I would ask more about that but hmm, maybe after this hc stuff (or really anything, I don’t mind if it’s another meta tangent) I wanted to ask about old lady English and Poppop? I think they’re pretty neat. Ushsjsk or maybe I should finish the strilonde guardians with Alpha Rose? I like her a lot too hmmm.

You can choose, I’m incompetent when it comes to choice.

Bro and Mom! you know i love talking about bro and mom now hahaha you're kinda pandering to my specific talking point interests lol!

Tbh I probably don't have as much fun stuff to say about Doc English and Poppop without talking about canon stuff! I think they, like Nanna and Grandpa, were given a really raw fucking deal, and that it definitely helped shape them into the kind of people they are BUT they are also old and that scares me LOL i mean it's still fun I just don't have to dig quite as deep to extract personality traits from them, since John and Jade are my secret darlings <3

BUT i can definitely warble about Alpha Rose Lalonde forever (cw again, for alcoholism)

it's no secret to the fandom, and to rng readers, that our other "Mom Lalonde" is an alcoholic. it breaks my heart that roxy really thought that drinking was a feasible way to get closer to her, and it makes me sad even typing it out

I do not think that she left the alcohol there in a malicious way, I think she genuinely just. Did not think about Roxy in that moment. She had a booze stash, it belonged to her, and she didn't (as funny as this is, for a person with pretty impeccable foresight) even consider the repercussions of leaving an eventual-teenager alone with a lifetime supply of the stuff

Alpha Rose didn't start drinking til adulthood, mostly after the age of 20

She learned to drive from John Crocker, which basically led to her just paying for driving school instead. Because yikes.

She is John's favorite even though she would never ever tell Dave this because it would devastate him

Dave Strider is (was) her only friend <3

I like to headcanon that she was actually connected more closely with her aspect, in part because she's Rose, and Seers are like that (Alternian Kankri remembered a gentler way of life for the trolls I think??) And in part because of Rose's accidental trip and fall into the favor of the horrorterrors

I just remember Calliope saying she could black out news feeds and shit and that feels very grimdark to me! Fun!

She took up knitting at 14, when John Crocker got her needles for her birthday (he doesn't know why, either, it just felt right)

Much like the beta guardians, they were 13 the first time they met Poppop and Grandma

Rose tends to be more pessimistic towards new people, but she has great faith in Dave, even though she knows that he will turn himself inside out without some kind of outside force to stop him

Being alone for a long time does this to you

She actually did not like Bro at all when they met, because she did not trust him, and because

She is very careful with Dave's heart, even if she's not like that with her own

She could see a lot of her bad traits in Bro, things that made her an excellent face for a rebellion, but made for a bad parent

She's more aware of Dave's flaws than he , most days

While the worlds did get smashed together, most of her dayware was absorbed by Momlonde's closet, so she really does just be wearing formal wear every day until she finally has access to clothes

Most of the time she can be found sporting Momlonde's pajamas

Very unlike aDave and Bro to start, she and Mom get along quite well. I'm sure Bro has nothing to do with this.

I think Mom really needed some kind of adult presence she could lean on, once the Daves showed up in New York, and while Rose is not exactly equipped to handle children, at least she had someone to talk to now!

You might imagine but they really both like wizards :)

The thing she was picking up from the pharmacy was Naltrexone

Quite frankly she probably shouldn't have been driving either but here we are

The kids winning the game released her from her obligation to the horrorterrors

She doesn't really know how to talk to Roxy, at least not in a super open way, but Roxy is pretty capable of taking the reins here, and I think it makes Rose sad, to see how much heavy lifting maturity wise her daughter has to do for her

Luckily for her however her daughter is Roxy

Mom is also Roxy

I definitely see her as more similar to Bro in terms of like, how she sees the players' place in the game, and their duty to the timeline. She understands (or understood, before) how necessary what they were doing was, and I don't think she would have given up, not even if Dave begged her to

She does in fact have a pretty solid handle on alpha Dave, as unfortunate for him as that is, and she is pretty much the only reason he never gave up, at all

Whether this is a positive or a negative thing is all contextual of course

She and Dave are kinda weird, I guess

She has absolutely also been a black cat for Halloween

She also went to college

Keg Stand Champion

Now trying her absolute best to be in recovery ofc

I don't think she makes a habit of lying for many reasons, but she is not above pushing Dave (yikes) if it will (did) benefit the rebellion long term

She likes to get her wait and hates losing

Yes even if it's petty

She is secretly thrilled that she makes the Striders uncomfortable

Okay so it's not a secret

She never bothered to learn how to cook and had an assistant who would bring her groceries lol

God remember how ubeyeats doesn't exist in 2012 that's fucked up

She is ambidextrous

The only reason she and Dave did not have a fallout over the house in Rainbow Falls is because Dave was busy chasing after John Crocker like a lost puppy

Her favorite color is green

She has always wanted to do karaoke, but I don't think she would actually be willing to participate, if it came down to it

Rose used to smoke, too, but she gave it up in the first timeline, when she saw how much of a nightmare Dave was becoming

Once again circling back to the Bro thing I think they are more similar than either of them would like to be (much like little Rose) and I think that makes every single convo I have to write between them a nightmare

She, unlike Dave, likes being the tallest person in the room, and wears heels in purpose

She and Rose have never been alone in a room together

On purpose

John Crocker used to take her hobby boat racing when she was younger

She used to let Dave paint her nails. No, he was not good at it.

She kept the original knitting needles John gave her until she died

[eirasummersart]

misc. ask meme || for szi: 🥰 || for dalia: 🧸 || for dillon: 💀 || for oriol: 💓 || for akshaya: 👗 || for mbali: ☂️ || for izar: 💘 || for domas: 🍪 || for yuuki: 🍳 || bonus for eira: 🎲 (if you want and aren't tired from all the other questions i sent xD)

Refering to this.

And here's the last ask from this batch~ A lot of characters, but that's fun too 😌 Thanks again for sending all of these 💕 Let's try to answer all of this~ Under the cut, since it's a bit long!

🥰 - What pet names do their partner(s) use for them? How flustered do they get by them?

Seeing his actual ship options, they're always stuff like "my dearest", "my beloved", "my love", etc. Just directly affective pet names hahaha And of course he gets flustered, specially the first times. But even when he is used to them already, he still gets blushy when one is used~ 🤭

🧸 - Do they have any stuffed animals? If so, are they decorative or do they sleep with them?

She has a few in her room back at home. She uses them as decorations now, but she used to cuddle some of them when she was younger, the ones she's had for longer~ They're all mostly kitty plushies or fishes. She just likes the cat theme, what can I say? hahah Also, she has a collection of small sushy plushies (those with cute faces hahah).

💀 - How do they feel about horror movies?

He won't seek them out in particular, but he doesn't mind them. He finds them entertaining most of the time, if there's a lot of action specially. But if they're the kind that has 90% slow plot and dialogue, then he'd just fall asleep before it reaches any scary part at all xDDD He also mostly just laughs when jumpscares or "scary scenes" happen lmao

💓 - What are some signs they’ve fallen for someone? How do they show their affection?

Well, it's more than obvious… he starts "stalking" that person, trying to talk to them at any chance. Oriol will also just talk about said person nonstop, in an unrealistic enamoured way hahaha And well, same as how he shows affection, he'd stick to them as much as he can, flirt at any ocassion, try to get some skinship into the mix xD He's shameless (and usually unwanted XDD).

👗 - How comfortable would they be wearing a skirt or dress?

Not much, since it's all flowy and has no "protection". Also, if it's one that shows a lot of her legs, she dislikes it even more. Even if she wore tights, it shows her figure a lot and she's not too comfy with that. If she wears any dress or skirt, it'll have to be a really long one that goes to her feet, and with non-transparent tights under, for sure. But she won't seek them out on her own.

Mbali:

☂️ - How do they feel about rain?

It's great! She enjoys the sunlight the most, but rain is great for plants and for life. She's also used to it raining a lot on her hometown so~ She also finds the sounds of the rain falling down calming 😌

Izar:

💘 - What do they find attractive about their partner(s)?

She really likes soft and squishy curves, they're comfy to lay over and pleasing to touch~ She also has a soft spot for her partner's ears 🤭

🍪 - How well can they bake?

He's ok at it~ Not as good as his cooking, but he knows enough about baking to not make big mistakes and be able to pull off all simple recipes 😌 Even if no one will believe him(?) hahah

🍳 - How well can they cook?

He's ok at it. Not great, but he can make simple dishes that don't require many steps. It's not delicious but it usually turns out nice enough~

Bonus Eira just for you:

🎲 - Pick a random question to answer from this list. -> ❣️ - What are their love languages?

I went for that one because I had thought of those for most of my other OCs but not her~ She's mostly quality time, just spending time together with people she cares about, and enjoying their company. And if she's even closer, or a romantic partner, then there's also physical touch. Just lots of cuddles and always touching each other even if it's just leaning into the other person so their arms touch. She mostly just does this last one with her brother and her s.o. tho~

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And that's all of them! Not all have banners, oops. I'll fix that sometime… I just didn't want to let this sit in my asks until I made them hahaha

Thanks again for all the asks <3

[venus-flame]

well, out of the blue, someone contacted me from grade school that I haven't seen in over 15 years and was never even friends with, really. he was the funny popular athletic guy, always hanging out with the popular girls. I thought he was just adding me on fb out of curiosity due to having shared childhood experiences, as one is wont to do. whenever this happens I hope they contact me to actually catch up and say hello, but they never do. this time, I was wrong!

he told me he always thought I was cute but never said anything. HAHAHA. I still don't know if I believe him, and am skeptical that he's just saying this to get in my pants. I am VERY wary of all male attention after what I have experienced, so it may take a lot for me to be convinced if he is genuine. If it's true though, I almost can't believe it still. he was popular and I was quiet and weird. but, I guess it's possible.

he asked me if I thought he was cute. I can't quite remember if I did, but perhaps I did. to be honest I think I did think he was cute but I didn't allow myself to dwell on it because it would be highly taboo for me to like this person due to my family's, well, racism......which is a whole other issue and I hate it

he asked me for pictures but I playfully declined. he can look through my facebook pictures. admittedly there are not a lot of recent pics of me on fb, especially "full body" but oh well for him. he asked me if I still look the same before that, like lmao I'm not 13 anymore so no????? I am a voluminous lady, so in my mind this question becomes "are you fat and ugly now?" and a filter for whether I'm worth his time as a potential sexual partner. I don't like it. but I do acknowledge that he could be genuinely curious and I am reading into the question too much. SKEPTICAL. there is also a part of me that wants to be confident and happily share photos of myself. and another part that immediately rejects spending the energy it takes to accommodate the request of a man I don't have any type of relationship with.

we're supposed to get coffee sometime over the next 2 weeks. I told him to let me know when and where - he can do that work since he wants to see me so badly. I'm still not sure he'll follow through, but maybe he will. he was dodging my questions about places he likes to get coffee. so I'm not sure he even drinks coffee LOL

I basically never entertain guys around my age. I have always been with or wanted to be with older men. unfortunately that started when I was 14 :melty face:

I've been wanting to dip my toe into the dating world for a while but never put any effort into it. I recognize that it's highly triggering for me and I have a LOT of inner work to do before I might feel closer to "ready" for a new relationship. HOWEVER: I also know that healing from relationship trauma happens largely via safe relationships and that is something I want to be more open to. I'm not going to heal my trust issues if I never give myself the opportunity to trust someone trustworthy again, for instance. I'm never going to heal my avoidance of intimacy if I never let myself experience intimacy again. duh, but I have to remind myself.

at first I was not a fan of the conversation, but it hasn't gotten any worse and is pretty casual and neutral at the moment. I am surprisingly neither scared nor giddy about the situation. I also surprisingly hope we do get coffee. I think it would be a great opportunity to expose myself to male attention/interaction and have a sort of practice date where I can just be myself, with absolutely nothing at stake. because this isn't someone I'm already invested in or crushing on. he IS very cute, well dressed, and successful tho, according to facebook. which is hawt.

my thing is, I am like 90% sure I'm "demisexual" which idk if I need that label but it does describe how I feel about sex. sex, I could take it or leave it. I can give myself orgasms just fine. the idea being with a partner who prioritizes sex much more than me is uncomfortable. I think a lot of my hesitancy toward sex comes from my religious and social upbringing, as well as my experiences with sexual coercion and harassment, which is unfortunate. I don't want my body image to get in the way of my pleasure either. so part of me just wants to avoid it altogether. but another part of me truly does require some sense of trust, mutual respect, emotional connection, and the desire for more than a purely/mostly physical relationship, in order for me to be comfortable with the idea of having sex with someone. I do like sex when I feel completely comfortable with the person and know they aren't using me. THAT is a challenge after my shitty experiences.

so anyway, I am looking forward to this opportunity and hope it goes well. if it goes well, however, that will be very strange and I'll have a new set of challenges to work with.

[husbandohunter]

You know ur small predicament post?? you should make a reverse version where s/o is smaller!

A Smaller Predicament [Genshin Impact x Smol!Reader]

Characters: Scaramouche, Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Xiao, Zhongli, Albedo

Synopsis: Not only did you shrink, you went pocket sized as well!

(A sequel to "A Small Predicament")

(A/n): Sorry for the long wait anon, and I kind of added a twist to the scenario for more diversity hahaha hope you don't mind >_<. And why is Childe the poster boy for this series lmao.

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Childe

When Childe walks in, he doesn't see you....until he looked down. He almost crunched you beneath his feet if it weren't for your constant flailing of arms and screeching voice. He blanks out for a hot minute as you clung onto his toes, doesn't dare to move an inch because he's so petrified (even though there's nothing to be afraid of??). But honestly if Childe moved right now, he might accidentally flail you to the side and that's the last thing he wants.

"WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU??" He screamed so loud it nearly blew you out of proportion. Seems like he's going to have alot of adjusting to do. Childe is a tall man (canonically the tallest) and he knows how impulsive he can get which is why he bought a handmade dollhouse from one of the Liyue merchants for you to stay in.

Though there's something about your tiny size that makes his heart flutter. With your face so small with a pair of eyes far too big, *clutches chest* "My oujo-chan is so cute" -Childe probably. He won't stop saying them over again and you were growing tired of his gushing reactions. He can't help it. He wants to spoil you rotten. You fit right onto the flat of his palms, the way you just snuggle up againts his finger and he just- swoons, might tear up (bruh).

Toys may be for kids but for Childe it was now his favourite pass time. While you navigate around the wooden dollhouse, he pitches in by moving around the furniture to make it easier for you. Offers to carry you through the rooms like a personal elevator. And please, please let him tuck you to bed. He has to pinch his fingers to grab the blanket. It's so adorable to him.

Loves it when you snuggle up against his collar. He thinks it would be the best area for you to be nearby him since the risk of you getting hit by anything (or him) by accident is very slim chance. Sometimes he pulls up his collar so that you're more comfortable and cradled within. He would have to avert his eyes down rather than turning his head if he wanted to look at you otherwise you'd be hit by his chin and that would hurt.

The poking sensation with you by his neck can bother him since he's veeeery tickilish there. Plus, Childe can get easily sweaty so have fun with that.

You have a feeling that he wasn't so pleased when you transformed back. You might be right. Actually, you are right. He secretly has an extra potion hidden somewhere...just in case.

Diluc

Mortified, his soul just left his body. To think things couldn't get any worse ever since he turned into a child to the point no one took him seriously, now you're literally the size of an apple. Oh god what if his bird suddenly swoops in and gobbles you right up? Or the wrath of the wind comes by, swirling you away towards a tornado. Needless to say, Diluc grew paranoid over your well-being ever since.

Due to your extremely small size, he will ensure that you are supervised by him (except at night where he has places to go). In otherwords, you're slipped into the inner pocket of his coat. It's super warm, you can fall asleep (and feel his heartbeat awww). Diluc doesn't like keeping you in places where people can see you, it would be too easy for outer things to access your tiny form (or maybe he secretly likes the feeling of you in his pocket.)

And he's such a gentleman about it. You noticed how careful he moves among his footsteps because he's worried that you might get dizzy. Diluc guards the pocket at close parameter, keeping an eye on things so he won't bump into them. As if he was treading on thin ice (you even suggested it was best to leave you home but he's too overprotective for his own good).

You're like his little assistant. Diluc does so much paperwork through out the day and although the act was small, he finds it endearing how you would help bring the papers back to it's rightful pile or pushing the ink bowl towards him. Or during his shifts at Angel's Share, crawling around the glass utensils and trying to find a specific wine beverage on his shelf. Of course that only happens when the shop is closed, how is he going to explain to his patrons that you shrank and now live in his pocket?

He dislikes the thought of you wandering too far. It's so easy for you to get lost especially when the mansion is so large.

At night you now sleep atop the fluff of the pillow. Diluc is a calm sleeper so he won't have to worry about hitting into you. However he radiates warmth so you just subconicously roll towards to his face. He usually wakes up with you sprawled over his nose. He can hardly breath (careful, he might just sneeze too).

This all happened because of the experiements you participated with Albedo. Diluc ensures that doesn't happen again. It will take some tencaious effort to convince him otherwise.

Scaramouche

Fuck this guy. He treats you like his new pet, a new toy (though you technically are one). He has this arrogant, smug and sadistic look as if he was a predator looking at his prey and grabs you by the collar before dangling you up in the air.

"Hmph, looks like the tables have turned," he says while toying with your state. You tell him he's just angry because he's short himself and mad that everyone else in the Fatui organization is taller than him. Scaramouche demon face activated. He's about to devour you. (Maybe you should keep your mouth shut this time. Honestly your relationship with him is pretty weird).

His hat is so fun to play with. You'd swing around like Tarzan using the strings that were hanging from it. His head was your playground now which annoys him to an enourmous extent because it makes him look ridiculous. Scaramouche will have a hard time catching you since you move around so much. Climb around him, especially the back of his neck. He'll start wheezing when you tickle him there.

The type to put you in a box but also the type to keep you on his shoulders. Being relied on makes him feel taller (lmfao). Scaramouche seemse to have developed a habit to poke your cheeks whenever he needed your attention and you bit him back once when he pushed too hard that you nearly fell off. Despite your size, your teeth still hurt. He threatens to put you back into the box if you don't behave and the outcome ends with a full out brawl as he tries to grab you again while you run around, pulling the strands of his hair to climb on top of his hat. (This is literally Tom and Jerry wtf.)

After transforming back, he outwardly admits his disappointmen. Scaramouche says it suits you better (when he actually meant that he highly prefers you small). You marked his words, keeping an extra vial for your own entertainment in the near future.

Xiao

Xiao was face-palming against his forehead real hard about this. For the love of Rex Lapis, what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into this time? First it was the child incident, now you're the size of his finger? Good grief, looks like he will have to keep an eye on you from now on but at the same time he's scared to get too close, you are nothing but a tiny mortal in which he would have to double his effort to look after.

He lets you sit at the crown of his head rather than anywhere else. You insisted since it was easier to see everything at a nice distance (plus he's short so you won't have to worry about him bumping into door frames). You noticed that Xiao also has a little strand sticking out from the center (ahoge) and you sometimes grab onto it for stability. Turns out he's quite sensitive there and winces when you pull too hard.

For the remaining week as the antedote was being prepared, Xiao became extremely aggressive over your well-being, he looks as if he's ready to massacre everything in his way...which he did. Clears out the monsters off the path before going on daily strolls with you, you wouldn't have to lift a finger from now on. No one except for him is allowed to hold you unless they're a trustworthy person. You could feel his sharp eyes glued on you like a hawk when walking into the grasp of Zhongli's hand.

You once accidentally tripped into his almond tofu when he wasn't looking and he almost ate you. Turns out being small made his job as your gaurdian ten times harder (especially when you're the clumsy type). If you were to fall off the table, he would have to catch you right? Xiao often bumps into furnitures in the process...ouch!

He's very soft. It's all over his forehead, his mouth, his eyes. When he looks at you, his tense eatures melted away and there's an invisible fondness over them as he cradles you in his palm. The way you snuggle in them is lke the most precious thing in the world.

When you turn back, there's a wave of relief. He was really stressed out you know?

Zhongli

His first thought is to get you as far as he can from the Funeral Parlour before Hu Tao finds you. Who knows what that child might have in mind. Zhongli takes one of his empty tea pots and urges you to go inside, or carries a tea cup with you in it, he likes placing you on objects while carrying you around.

Zhongli realizes that you can no longer use the household items like before so he has to remake them to your standards- especially when he realized he doesn't have the mora to buy you a dollhouse. He improvises. Takes a handkerchief to make your blanket, his cups for your bathtub, Zhongli had to cut the foot into byte-sized too. But in terms of clothes, well he had to make them as well. Living thousands of years would mean he would have lot of experience. Sewing was one of them luckily. But that would mean he has to take your measurements as well. In the end, most of the things he made were dresses since they were alot easier.

You like to sneak in between his shirt and his vest tucked behind the coat he wears. Unfortunately Zhongli doesn't seem to have visible pockets (most likely the reason why he doesn't carry mora either), though if you don't hold on tight you might just slip down his vest and right to his stomach. It makes him chuckle when that happens even if the amount of effort to get you out took more than he thought since his attire is quite complicated to put on. If you really want to climb on him, he'll find a seperate pouch (but realizes it won't be a good idea when there's alot of pick-pocketers in Liyue streets).

All of a sudden he reads you bedtime stories. It's some sort of inner instinct that tells him he's taking care of a child now (he's right though). You realized that his voice was equivalent to a thunder's roar due to size difference. He would have to whisper now.

It will always be part of his precious memories when you turned pocket-sized. Zhongli still keeps the clothing he made somewhere in his closets too.

Kaeya

Amused by this eventful situation. Absolutely thrilled! He's not evil like Scaramouche but this new version of his s/o is both adorable and fun at the same time. You're so easy to tickle, just one poke using his finger against your hips makes you yelp. Sometimes he twirls your hair or taps your forehead gently despite your protest, he's so handsy like always in an affectionate yet annoying way.

Kaeya picks you up and places you among the fluffy comfort of his feathery scarf. You sneezed, the last time he cleaned it was before he went on a mission with the knights. Though you have to admit, it's the best feeling in the world. It's so soft you might sink deeper into the fabric. He likes to put you in places where he can talk to you easily, sometimes on the table while he downs on his wine. Normally you have to take the bottle away before it gets too much, now you have to push it away which he finds very entertaining at your futile attempts.

"Don't you have anything better to do?" you tell him. Since you turned byte-sized, he can't seem to stop playing around. Takes his two fingers and pretends they're legs walking across the surface. You would turn around and he halts, Kaeya sends you his signature grin. When he promises that he wouldn't do anything funny, you would let him hold you. Since hugs are out of the equation, Kaeya gives you his finger instead to wrap your arms around. He can't get enough seeing you like this, things he couldn't do when you were normal-sized. he enjoys your reactions way too much.

His favourite pass time is helping you brush your hair because the hairbursh is too big for you to handle. Kaeya ensure he's handling things delicately but he would love to help style it for you as well. Pretty please? At this point one request turns to another because he's having way too much fun. But it couldn't be helped since you would need his assistance in almost everything so there's really no escaping.

You were so happy when things were normal again but Kaeya would bring this up again during your conversations (how next time he would like to put you in his drinks while you're wearing a swim suit).

Albedo

Legit blurted out if he could put you on a hamster wheel.

What about trying out the little maze he just made?

Or participating in a race against slimes of different elements?

No? Okay, then he'll just turn you back.

Albedo isn't going deal with this as along as he can help it (especially when he remembers what Klee did to him when he turned small.)

[tojiot]

ooh have about the main three with the fake dating trope :D

fake dating the main three

gn!reader, cursing here and there, typos and grammatical errors to be edited, past tense - present tense swerving to be fixed.

note: i was on vacation for 2 days without internet and i have bakugo's done in my notes but my phone died before i can even save it :D this will be kinda long because i went ahead of myself and detailed it exactly how i want. this is not betaed. please do tell me if there's a non they/them pronouns in here. hope you'll enjoy this!

requests are: open!

ㅡ bakugo

i spent the whole day thinking about how he'll agree to fake date. let's just say he's the one in need.

his mom has been bothering him for a long time now. she wants to see katsuki bring home a partner for them to meet.

it's a pain in the ears and he's very TIRED so he decided to just fake date somebody.

the only person he can tolerate in class a aside from kirishima is you. he doesn't care about the other extras.

he'll search for you in the heights' lounge area and ask to talk.

"hey, can we talk?" he grumbles, "uhh, sure? do you want to talk here or somewhere private?" "somewhere private."

when you guys are in a more private area, he'd glare at you for a minute, it'll make you wonder if you did something wrong, before finally speaking.

"date me for a fucking day."

you'll snort at what he said and laugh thinking it was a joke but the annoyed and impatient look on his face says otherwise.

"wait.. are you for real?" "what do you think, shithead?"

bakugo trusts you so much that you have this significant role to play in his life.

you agreed, of course. it's the bakugo katsuki asking for your help. a once in a lifetime chance. (you just like him, stop making things up)

he brings you to the bakugo household the day after and his house is BIG big.

mitsuki, his mom, welcomes you with a big smile and a hug. he then glares at his son, "WHY ARE YOU ONLY BRINGING THIS PRETTY LITTLE CREATURE NOW, YOU BRAT?" "SHUT UP, OLD HAG! BE NICE OR I AIN'T BRINGING THEM HERE NO MORE."

masaru, who's just sitting there at the couch like nothing's happening, gives you a wave.

the dinner was good. his mom's a great cook, his father's a chatterbox. what surprised you the most was how quiet katsuki is. you're not sure why. maybe he's like this at home? quiet, calm, just serene.

"it's not everyday i see a person who can tame my brat of a son. i can see why he likes you, (y/n)." his mom beams at you, "you're pretty, a kind little one too. take care of my son, will ya?"

not knowing what to say, you smiled at her and said what's currently inside your mind, "if he'll let me, i'll take care of him for the rest of my life." you looked down, "but knowing katsuki, he doesn't need anyone to take care of him. he's strong and independent and he knows it. it'll hurt his pride if someone helps him without him asking them to." you smiled to yourself, "i just hope he knows that when he needs me, i'll always be here for him."

mitsuki smiled at you in awe. you have the mother's approval, congrats!

katsuki just stared at you with furrowed eyebrows, masaru pats his back, "good job, son. i'm happy for you."

he then murmured a protest before drinking his water.

time passed by and it's eventually your time to say goodbye to the bakugos.

mitsuki hugs you for the last time and ask you to come have dinner with them again, masaru pats your head and thanks you for being there for his son.

both of you were in a car provided by the school for safety protocols when he spoke, "did you mean it?"

you looked at him, confused, "mean what?" "what you said earlier to my mom, shithead. did you mean it?" "well, yeah. i mean it when i say i'll always be here for you."

he wore this unreadable and unclear expression on his face. he looks mad? confused? no one knows.

"why?" he asked, "why what?" "WHY DO YOU KEEP MAKING ME REPEAT MYSELF. WHY DID YOU SAY IT?" "YOU'RE A FRIEND OF MINE, THAT'S IT."

he chuckled bitterly, "a friend. that's fucking funny. i literally though you also like me for a second."

huh.. what does he mean? also? you laughed nervously, "hey, did i hear you right? thought i heard 'also' there."

"you're fucking dense, aren't you? do you want me to scream it straight at your face? i fucking like you."

you froze. yes, but embarrassment caught up and you covered your reddened face, "WHY ARE YOU SUDDENLY CONFESSING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT? WHAT DO YOU EXPECT ME TO SAY?"

"I AIN'T EXPECTING YOU TO SAY ANYTHING, SHITHEAD!" "I LIKE YOU TOO!" "SHUT THE FUCK UP I DON'T WANT YOUR PITY OF A CONFESSION." "IT'S NOT A PITY OF A CONFESSION BUT FINE! I DON'T LIKE YOU." "OKAY THEN. I'M BRINGING SOMEONE ELSE NEXT DINNER AND TELL THE OLD HAG WE BROKE UP." "NOOOOOOO!!"

ㅡ todoroki

i was contemplating whether to have him help fake date or have him need help. it's fitting if he's the one in need so i decided just that.

he might seem dense and clueless most of the time but he's the epitome of evilness.

he talks about you all the time that's why fuyumi has taken a liking to you and asked shoto to invite you to dinner with them.

shoto sees this as a chance. he'll take advantage of the situation because he knows you won't say no.

he goes to where you are sitting, "i apologize but my sister, fuyumi, she thinks we're dating. she wants to invite you to dinner at our house later." he said that with a straight face but this mf is smirking on the inside.

"uhhh, okay? sure? but uhm, why would she think we're dating?" "she thinks everyone close to me is dating me. she's like that.. yes. fuyumi likes you the most, i think. that's.. uh, that's why she's inviting you to dinner." (I HC HIM AS A BAD LIAR)

sounds suspicious and weird, but okay? you have a lot of question in mind.

"i would go. but how should i act? why didn't you tell her we aren't dating though?" "i don't want to disappoint my sister. you can act like you're dating me, if it's fine with you. just for a day."

"sure, sure! just tell me where and what time. i'll be there." "no, you can come with me. we'll go there together."

he brings you to the todoroki household after class. their house is soooo pretty. it's a traditional japanese house.

fuyumi was the first one to greet you, with her sparkling eyes and bright smile, she held both your hands gently and said, "i'm so glad you came! i've been wanting to ask shoto to have you come eat with us. thank you for coming!"

natsuo jogged from the back and gave you a cool wave, "hey, (y/n). how was it dealing with shoto?"

you faked sighed, "awful. how did you deal with him for the last 16 years?" "we never did." "oh.... OH NO I'M SORRY!" "HAHAHA. it's fine, i'm just kidding. no biggie."

enji won't be home for the day. he's busy doing number 1 hero works.

the dinner was fun. it was the funniest dinner you have ever had.

shoto's quietness is the exact opposite of natsuo's talkativeness. that man is talkative and funny as fuck. throwing jokes everywhere. it was entertaining.

all shoto did was take care of you. he serves you all the food you point at, gets you water, he even went too close for comfort and wiped a stain just above your lips. it made you blush, yes. you don't know why but it left you lightheaded. (you're in love with him, that's why)

fuyumi.. our beautiful and beloved fuyumi.

she exposed his brother's ass.

"aww. you guys are so cute together. ah! (y/n), do you remember that time when.. uhm, kaminari was it? i forgot his name but do you remember that time where he told you, midoriya, and the girls to wear a maid costume for the festival because your class is having a maid cafe booth? shoto told me you were so pretty that time! he hated how the boys in your class looked at you like you were some sweet treat, isn't that right, shoto?"

"and do you remember when you fought bakugo at the sports festival? where it was a close fight and you gave him a hard time? shoto said you won if the decision was up to him and that you were so cool!"

and she went on and on.

shoto was red as a tomato (or even redder) beside you. he was clutching his pants as if he was asking the floor to just eat him up.

you decided to ask him about this later to not uncover the fake dating plan.

dinner ended after a little talking, fuyumi gave you leftovers to take home which you will not reject because her cooking is divine, and asked you to come again after giving you a big and warm hug.

natsuo gave you a high five and thanked you for coming. he also thanked you for laughing at his jokes. he feels like he's very funny now.

both said goodbye to shoto.

the journey back to the heights was quiet but not awkward. it seems like shoto knew you have a lot in mind.

you spoke when he's about to open the main door. "what was that?" he looked at you with a confused expression, "the one at dinner."

"ah, if it isn't obvious yet after my sister opened her mouth, i like you. i have been for a long time now." he said that with a deadpan expression, "it annoyed me at first, it annoyed me that you're in my mind whenever i try to sleep, you're in my mind everytime i wake up. it annoyed me that i want nothing more than to hold you near me, hold your hands, warm you up with my fire everytime you feel cold, hug you, kiss you." he sighed frustratedly, "i just want to do everything with you... i'm sorry. i'm not good with words."

WELL YOU DID NOT EXPECT HIM TO BE THIS STRAIGHTFORWARD.

but again, this is todoroki shoto.

"..what? shoto... i didn't know you felt that way. why didn't you tell me?" you asked him concernedly, you lifted your hand to hold his face but stopped halfway thinking maybe he doesn't want to be touched.

but then he held your hand and guided it to hold his face, "i didn't actually plan to confess but when people started talking about how good of a hero you'd become in the future and when everyone started saying they all want to date you, that's when i decided it's now or never." he looked at your eyes, "i don't want to lose this chance. that's why i started telling fuyumi stories about you and asking her what to do."

"is that why your sister thought we were dating?" "yes. she knows about how i feel for you. she told me to confess and i told her i did and that it went well. i lied to her. i don't know why."

you coughed, "so, she doesn't really think everyone close to you is dating you?" "yes." "you lied to me?" "yes, i apologize."

"you could have told me you like me too!?" "it's not that easy to confess. plus, i really wanted to know how everything will go. it went well, i'm satisfied. you like me too, right?" "i do, shoto. i like you so much." he smiled at you, that rare fucking smile he knows is pretty, "that's enough for me."

"BUT YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF EVERYTHING?" "yes. yes, i did." "WHAT THE HELL'S WRONG WITH YOU!!?" "date me, (y/n)" "OKAY!"

ㅡ midoriya

a lot of guys from the other class have been bothering you. they kept on asking for your number and stuff. one even sent you flowers and a box of chocolates.

you appreciate it if you're being honest. what you don't appreciate is them sticking to you the whole lunch.

you told mina what's happening and she told you that the best shot of getting off those admirers of yours is to date somebody.

you don't wanna to that though. aside from focusing on studies, you have feelings for this certain someone with green messy hair and freckles. you don't want to date someone just to use them and lie to them.

"you know, what if you just get your shit together and confess to midoriya?" "MINA, BE QUIET! SOMEONE MIGHT HEAR YOU!" "confess to midoriya!" she whispired.

"or just ask him to date you until your followers stop following you around?" kaminari interjects, "what, you mean like, fake date him?" "yeah. something like that." "you're really useful sometimes, aren't you?" "shut up, mina."

you've thought about it all night. would izuku think i'm using him? would he reject the idea? would he be mad about it?

after contemplating, you finally went out of your room and walked straight at his door. he opened it with a smile after 3 knocks.

"hey, (y/n)! how can i help you?"

you looked at him nervously. what you were about to ask is a big part to act. "i will get straight to the point. some people from the other classes have been bothering me for a while now. they keep on following me and asking for my number even though i rejected them all the time. i want to ask you if you could date me? IT'S FAKE! OF COURSE. will you please fake date me until they get off me? i, uh, i'm not taking advantage of your kindness. i promise. right?" you said with a shaking voice.

he laughed at your rambling, "no need to be nervous, (y/n)! i would love to do the honors and fake date you! it's like an undercover hero mission. it's so cool! when do we start?"

you smiled at his enthusiasms. izuku is really the kindest person here on earth. you told him what to do, who those people are, etc. your fake dating starts tomorrow.

izuku was waiting outside your door when you opened it, he has his usual beaming smile when you saw him, "hi, (y/n)! ready to start our mission?" he's surely so into this whole thing.

you both walked down the lounge area holding each other's hand. everyone was gaping at the sight except todoroki who remained munching on his sandwich and bakugo who, well, "fucking finally you idiots." he said.

izuku let go of your hand and held both his hands up while shaking his head in a panicky manner, "no, no! we're just fake dating. i'm helping (y/n) get rid of their admirers! they said it was bothering them!"

"okay. but (y/n), why deku?" the motherfucker was smirking at you. todoroki, bless him, caught the panic in your eyes and called bakugo off. "that's enough, bakugo. leave them alone." "tsk! fucking icyhot a fucking killjoy."

most of your admirers stopped following you after they saw you holding hands with izuku. he's been doing a lot for you. he tried to tie your hair at training and brought you water. nothing much happened inside the classroom because everyone knows it's just a show. lots of outsiders believe you're dating izuku. some still bothers you from time to time especially at lunch.

you were sitting with bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, and of course, izuku, when a group of 3 went to your table (they're brave. no one would come bother bakugo's table because everyone's terrified of him.)

"hey, (y/n). can you give me your number now? i just wanted to get to know you better." "(y/n) give me your number! i'll send you lots of chocolates. i promise!" "they're liars but i'm not. i'd take you to your favorite movie this sunday of you'll give me your number?"

you pursed your lips in an annoyed manner, your friends are here and they're embarrassing you. you were about to speak when izuku beats you to it, "please stop bothering (y/n). it's obvious that my partner doesn't want to give you their number."

the group stared at each other with bewildered expressions on their faces, one looked at izuki and asked, "partner? you mean, combat partner or boyfriend? (y/n)'s dating someone?"

izuku wore a prideful expression on his face, "yes, i am their boyfriend and they're dating someone. that's why with all due respect, please leave them alone."

the 3 backed out and apologized. not everyone has the same personality as mineta. the person who seemed like their leader walked forward and bowed, "we're so sorry. we should've stopped when they rejected us the first time. they're just so intriguing that's why we wanted to know more about them. we're really sorry." with that, they left.

you faced izuku and thanked him. it was nice to finally walk and look around without seeing unfamiliar faces follow you. "thank you so much, izuku! you saved me. really."

he smilled at you, "it's nothing! i'd do anything for (y/n)." izuku froze at what he said and started chuckling anxiously, "i.. i didn't mean it like that! hahaha! but if you need anything, i, uhm, i'd always be glad to help." you stared at him and said, "me too, izuku. i'd always be glad to help you! you can come to me everytime you need something." he blushed at what you said.

"FUCKING IDIOTS JUST GET TOGETHER ALREADY! I'M TIRED OF HEARING BOTH YOUR SHIT! CONFESS TO EACH OTHER GODDAMNIT!" "oi bakugo. that's not how to do it." "SHUT UP SHITTY HAIR!" "bakugo, you're too noisy." "YOU HALF AND HALF BASTARD I'M TIRED OF YOU TOO!"

izuku coughed tensely, "(y/n), can i talk to you outside? i just need to tell you something." you nodded, "of course!" you both stood up and left the table of wild animals.

when the two of you got outside, izuku's hands were obviously shaking so without a thought, you held it. "are you okay?" "I AM... i am." "why are you acting like this? did something happen?" you asked worriedly.

"no, everything's fine. i just.. i don't know how it started but i just woke up one day thinking how i'd love you to be mine. i want to walk you to school, i want to tell everyone i'm your boyfriend, i want to kiss you good night. haha, is it to much to ask, (y/n)? i like you a lot." he told you that nervously, the boy was shaking and sweating.

"i can't believe it... izuku, i like you too. oh god, are you serious?" "i am, haha! i didn't know you feel the same. i'm really happy!" "i didn't know you feel the same too! half of our classmates knew that i like you. katsuki's just too noisy. he literally told everyone when you did extra training." "(y/n).. kacchan also knows about my feelings for you! he told todoroki and kirishima. is that why he's so persistent in getting us together?" "i don't know. that's just how he is."

you both were awkward as fuck but izuku asked if you'd like to date for real and you said yes.

when you came back to the table, it was bakugo who spoke first, "are you idiots finally together?" you replied to him with a middle finger which aggravated the blondie, "YOU FUCKER!"

[dialovers-translations]

DIABOLIK LOVERS DAYLIGHT Vol. 1 Sakamaki Ayato [Track 1]

Original title: 穏やかな日々

Source: Diabolik Lovers Daylight Vol. 1 Sakamaki Ayato

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Midorikawa Hikaru

Translator’s note: I’m so excited to be able to deliver the latest installment of the DL Drama CD series to you guys! I honestly did not expect to be able to do it this early but I was able to get the CD for really cheap myself so here I am! I already listened to the CD once to write up a summary which honestly helped me out a lot. I still knew some of the lines and events when I got to translating it in detail, which sped up the process by a lot! uwu 

Track 1 ll Track 2 ll Track 3 ll Track 4 ll Track 5 + Epilogue

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Track 1: Peaceful Days

Ayato stands on top of Kaminashi tower.

“...What a nice view. Guess this old, worn-down tower isn’t too shabby to look down at the city. Hehe...”

He looks down.

“Hah. When lookin’ down at them from above, everythin’ really looks so tiny and insignificant. So pitiful, I’m almost brought to tears. Haah...All because of that stupid lil’ human, I’m thisーー ...Ugh... Pathetic. ...I need more...of her blood...Kuhーー!”

*FLASHBACK STARTS*

Ayato is sucking your blood in the living room.

*Sluuuuurp*

*Rustle*

“...Heh. Why you lookin’ at me like that? Are you that upset I attacked you in your sleep? You’ve only got yourself to blame for snoozin’ on the couch in a house full of a Vampires.”

You try and defend yourself.

“Like I give a damn! Whether you were tired or not, you’re basically beggin’ me to jump you. Prey that lets down its guard can’t complain ‘bout bein’ devoured like this. Just give up.”

He continues sucking your blood.

*Sluuuurp*

“Stop makin’ a fuss. ...Or do you want me to suck you even more, perhaps? From this throat? ...In that case, I’ll gladly grant your wish.”

*Sluuuurp*

“Hehehe...That’s a nice expression you’re making. Show me more. Mmh...”

*Sluuuurp*

“Hah...You’ve got that dreamy look in your eyes. ...Despite all those complaints, in the end you still enjoy it, huh?”

You tell him to stop.

“...Eh? You really think I’m satisfied with that much? Besides, you don’t have the right to defy me. Just behave and enjoy the ride.”

*Sluuuurp*

“ーー Hah! ...Not yet...I still haven’t had nearly enough.”

You insist that you’ll go crazy if he doesn’t stop soon.

“Hehehe...So what if you go crazy? If you think that’s gonna convince me to let you go, you’re way too naive. (1)”

You continue to protest. 

“I’m sure you know that very well, don’t you?”

*Sluuuurp*

“...Che! Geez, throwin’ in the towel already? What’s with that attitude when I’m out here givin’ you my full attention?”

*Rustle rustle*

“Heh. ...Too late to apologize now.”

You apologize again.

“Stop sayin’ sorry already! ...Actually, in that caseーー”

*Rustle rustle*

“Haah...Whatever. I’ve lost interest.”

You frown, asking why he is upset. 

“...Fuck off! I’m not upset! ...And stop pokin’ me! It tickles! Lay it off!”

*Rustle*

“Don’t try and get cute with me! ...Anyway, haven’t you been droppin’ a lot of weight as of late? Are you eatin’ properly?”

You ask if he is worried about you.

“Haah...? I’m not worried or anythin’...! I just prefer my girls to have some meat on her bones, that’s all. Right now your tits are so pathetic, it kills my appetite.”

You chuckle.

“...Oi! You laughed just now, didn’t you? Dependin’ on your reasoning, you won’t get away with it! Tell me!”

You explain.

“...Aah!? You think I’m kind!?”

You tell him he stopped sucking your blood because he must have been worried about your health. 

“I just told you I’m not worried, didn’t I!? I only stopped because the mood got ruined! Don’t assume I wouldn’t suck you till the very limit! Stop gettin’ ahead of yourself! It’s totally different! Idiotー! Ms. Misunderstanding Chichinashi! (3) Don’t you ever dare say such stuff again!”

You play off his complaints. 

“What’s with that haphazard answer!? Are you mockin’ me!?”

You giggle again.

“ーー Geez! Get off your high horse already. Hmph! ...Ah, fuck, this pisses me off. Meanwhile I’m over here strugglin’ ‘cause I’ve been more thirsty than usual as of late...Haah...”

You offer to drink some juice. 

“Don’t be fuckin’ kiddin’ me! I wouldn’t be sufferin’ this much if some juice could do the trick! ...You’ve been pokin’ fun at me this whole time, haven’t you? Your blood is the only thing which can quench this thirst. Yet you’re bein’ all stingy with it...Ugh! Geez! Isn’t there some other way!? ...Something that’ll lift my mood at once! Take your responsibility and put some serious thought into that! Things turned out this way ‘cause of you after all! If you can’t think of anything, I’ll suck your blood!”

You immediately think of something.

“Oh? What is it? Tell me.”

You offer going on a walk together.

“Ah? A walk? Listen up…Were you even listenin’ to what I said!? I told you I wanted to do somethin’ to lift my mood, remember? So how exactly will a walk lift my mood? If anything, it’s gonna fuckin’ ruin it! Don’t be kiddin’ me! ...I don’t give a damn if you recently discovered this place or not, che…Anyway,  it’s a no.”

ーー Well then…Guess it’s time for your punishment?”

You try and reason with him one more time.

“Nah, I’m not waitin’ and I’m not goin’ either. Even sleepin’ would still be better than that!”

You pout.

“…The fuck you gettin’ all depressed for?  Ahー Geez! Fine!! I just gotta go, right!? Fine, fine, guess I’ve got no other choice then. I’m a total gentleman after all!”

You thank him, smiling.

“...Hmph. Look at you gettin’ all happy over small things like a lil’ kid. Ah, but...”

Ayato looks out of the window.

“Take a look. It’s pourin’ like crazy outside. Doesn’t seem like it’ll clear up any time soon either. Havin’ to go on a walk with our umbrellas seems like way too much of a chore.”

You ask if you can go on a walk some other time. 

“Fine. Next time then, okay? ...It’s a fuckin’ pain in the ass, but whatever.”

You seem happy.

“Don’t rejoice just yet. You’re draggin’ me outside, so you’ll at least make sure I’m entertained, right? If not, I won’t have any mercy. You better be prepared to get sucked dry by me if it’s boring. Hahaha...Suddenly I’m lookin’ forward to this.”

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) 甘い or ‘amai’ usually means ‘sweet’, but it can also be used to call someone ‘weak’ or ‘naive’. 

(2) Ayato literally says something along the lines of ‘the parts which can stick out should do so’, which refers to curves (or the lack thereof) on girls. 

(3) In Japanese, he calls her 勘違いチチナシ女 or ‘kanchigai chicihinashi onna’ which literally means ‘misunderstanding titless woman’.