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doublefaceliker2808 · 2 years

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Spring Evening's Respite - Prologue

Rinne: Aaaand here it comes! Ron! Riichi-ippatsu! Two doras into a mangan! (1)

8,000 points nicely snatched from Merumeru, lady luck’s shining down upon me today…! Oh, how the tables turn ☆

Kohaku and HiMERU: …….

Rinne: Huuh? What’s up with y’all?

Where’s the fun in playin’ mahjong with weakass reactions like that? Lost motivation cause y’all suck?

HiMERU: –Not quite, HiMERU is simply relieved that this is over.

Are you satisfied now, Amagi? There’s no point in winning three-player Mahjong, and HiMERU believes it’s about time we sit down and discuss Crazy:B’s matters as intended.

Rinne: Oioi, ya bein’ a sore loser~? You gotta learn to accept the results as they are, Merumeru ♪ But of course, I’m always up for another round if you can’t!

HiMERU: HiMERU’s had plenty, thank you. He merely played along because you kept badgering him over playing, anyway.

Back to the main topic, if you will. What is Crazy:B’s next activity?

Rinne: Huuh? Whaddya mean, ain’t this an activity?

HiMERU: ...What?

Rinne: As I said, Crazy:B’s next gig’s the Mahjong right here. I didn’t mention anything about work, right? ♪

Kohaku: That’s your answer after all this? Ain’t there a limit to draggin’ the conversation?

This oughta be what they call going through great pains in vain.

Niki-han’s been workin’ all day at Cinnamon, so I reckon I shoulda figured you wouldn’t be up t’talk about anythin’ important.

Rinne: Nothing wrong with that! Not much else’s on Crazy:B’s schedule, anyways.

Life’s gonna be hard for the both of you if you’re stayin’ blind to the whims of the entertainment world, so it’s up to lil’ old me to teach you guys about how adults really play.

So playing Mahjong like this is A-OK ♪ In fact, you should be beyond grateful ☆

Kohaku: We didn’t need all that, thanks.

Christ’s sake, yer personality’s worlds apart than from when yer actually serious. Can’t ya be a bit more considerate of us?

Rinne: Gyahaha! Spouting such cruelty while stayin’ with us despite all, that’s a charm point of yours, yanno? Sharp as your tongue can get, your body’s honest ♪

Kohaku: The hell does that mean…?

Well, guess it’s fine. Cinnamon’s oughta close up shop soon, so let’s call it a night.

HiMERU: Agreed, staying for too long could inconvenience Shiina when he closes.

Rinne: There’s no need to hold back if it’s Niki though, right?

Okay, time for another round! I’m not done playin’ yet!

Niki: Wait a second, Rinne-kun! Did you just say something about me!?

I heard you, you know~? “We can be rough with Niki ‘cause it’s him”, or something like that!

Rinne: Hey, the only thing I said was, “It’s alright if y’all don’t worry about Niki”!

Niki: That’s the same thing! God, it feels like you’ve been getting more and more tyrannical by the day!

Rinne: Haha, you don’t have to praise me so much ♪

Niki: I’m not praising you!

HiMERU-kun, Kohaku-chan, aren’t you both wasting time by going along with his nonsense~?

I need to think up a new menu for spring after closing shop, so I’m going home right away!

Rinne: Huh…… betcha the new menu’s gonna be delicious ♪

Niki-kyuuun, could you perhaps be looking for taste-testers when you start workin’ up your new menu?

Niki: Nope! Remember when you asked to taste-test my products before!? You ate way too much! And had the guts to say you got bored of the taste when the menu was officially out!

This is Cinnamon’s product, so pay for it properly before you eat!

Kohaku: Mmhm. That’s enough, Rinne-han.

We should call it a night already. Wasn’t it you who said that learnin’ how to quit when gambling is key?

HiMERU: He’s right. HiMERU also shares the same criticism.

Going on like this is futile in every way possible. Let’s take this as a good opportunity to put the unit’s friendship first and learn when to pull back.

Rinne: Gotcha, gotcha. Teamwork’s the most important, after all.

For everyone’s sake, we’re done for today!

HiMERU: —Indeed, it’s true that teamwork is necessary for unit activities.

This world is filled with all sorts of irrationality. Vexing as it is, such irrationality cannot be understood if split into simpler concepts.

Kohaku: People’s feelings, thoughts, and relationships— Those are things ya can’t split.

(All things considered, it’s been almost a year since I’ve joined Crazy:B… So many things– both fun and surprising, happened since then that I’m never running out of stories to tell.)

(The fact I’m able to laugh with everyone as a member of Crazy:B is all thanks to Rinne-han.)

(It’s a far cry compared to bein’ locked in a zashikirou (2) where anyone an’ everyone treated me like a nuisance with those creepy smiles of theirs.)

(So this is what freedom feels like, huh?)

(Since I’ve been locked up for so long, I gotta enjoy this freedom. Even if someone tries to stop us, we’re gonna keep livin’ with not a single chain holding us back.)

(Bees flying freely. That’s what Crazy:B stands for. Ain’t that right, Rinne-han?)

------------------------------------------------------------------------------(1) Extremely simplified Mahjong terminology: Ron - Winning through someone else’s discarded tile ; Riichi-ippatsu - Declaring that you won in one go, basically ; Dora - A bonus tile ; Mangan - 8,000 points. Maaaassive shoutout to my Mahjong-liker friend for briefly explaining every term because I was super lost on this before asking them ♡ I’m still not an expert and this is a very brief rundown so if I made a mistake do let me know!

(2) A zashikirou is an old term that refers to a traditional type of confinement room meant to lock up people that can be deemed dangerous. Kohaku spent a good chunk of his life in one.

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justmenoworries · 2 years

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Theory: Kris Opened the Third Dark World For Susie

A lot of people seem to believe Kris creating a dark fountain in chapter two’s stinger means they’re the Roaring Knight.

That theory never sat right with me, because it goes thoroughly against everything we’ve learned about Kris so far. I think judging from what the game shows us about Kris’ personality, there’s a much more mundane reason for Kris creating a Dark World: A desire to make Susie happy.

A lot of people ( me included) started to jump on the “Kris is secretly evil”-bandwagon after the ending to chapter one. I mean, what else were we supposed to think after seeing this?

But then comes chapter two. And not only does it thoroughly put the kabosh on the assumption that Kris is eeevil~ it kind of makes fun of us for thinking that in the first place.

I mean, the chapter starts with what appears to be Toriel about to be attacked by a knife-wielding Kris - only to reveal in the very frist cutscene that no such thing took place. Kris just wanted pie.

Kris...?

Kris, honey... Are you awake...?

...w....wait!

Is that a...

A knife!!?

Noooooooo---!

* Kris, did you eat all of the pie?

You look at this opening and tell me it wasn’t written that way specifically to make fun of people who thought Kris was going to be an evil, knife-wielding maniac in chapter two.

This was a very obvious “gotcha!”, meant to once and for all bury the theory that Kris would be a twist-villain.

The knife wasn’t for any sinister purposes, Kris just needed it to cut pie. They were smiling because they were probably looking forward to eating. And the “ripping out the soul”-thing? It’s made very obvious that Kris dislikes the Soul in both chapters. The Soul has done nothing but yank them around against their will, making them talk with people they had no desire to talk to and making decisions for them as if their own choices didn’t matter.

Kris most likely just wanted a break.

Furthermore, while chapter one does characterize Kris as mischievous and even kind of creepy, it also shows us that they’re intensely loyal to those who’ve earned their friendship and those they hold dear.

After knowing Susie for roughly a few hours, they jump in front of her to shield her from the Spade King’s attack. It’s important to note that this is an action Kris takes by themselves. This isn’t the Soul controlling them, this is just Kris, protecting their friend.

And back in the Light World, they show a negative reaction to Monster Kid badmouthing Susie.

* Yo, Kris!

* You survived Susie, haha!

* I mean, I never saw her beat anyone up, but, uh, I’d be careful.

* Like, one time, me, Snowy and Jockington were playing handball,

* And she just kept creepily watching us from the corner.

* Then, when the ball rolled over to her she just, uh, froze solid...

* ...and kicked the ball as hard as she could, right into Officer Undyne’s car!

* Then, Undyne came out, smiling, cracked her knuckles and totally wiped us at handball...

* Anyway, Susie sucks, Kris, haha.

(If you interact with Monster Kid a second time)

* Yo, Kris, you look kind of annoyed.

* Everything okay?

* You can calm down now, dude! Susie’s not here, haha!

* ...Huh?

* You look even more annoyed...

Then there’s Kris’ continued love for their older brother Asriel.

The game makes it clear that Kris and Asriel were close in their childhood. Asriel was a very loving big brother. The kind of brother who ordered his little sibling hot chocolate and let them play with the high-quality controller while he himself settled for the knock-off one. And even though Kris might have felt overshadowed by him at times, they still loved him and dearly miss him.

This is shown by them getting choked up when drinking the hot chocolate in chapter one, something they used to do together every sunday with Asriel.

(If you “Use” the Hot Chocolate)

* You drank the hot chocolate

* It tasted wonderful.

* Your throat tightened...

And in chapter two where we find out in Queen’s castle that one of their most frequent search queries is “summer vacation college when”.

I’m not saying having loved ones one hundred percent means you can’t do anything evil, ever. But these interactions, along with the chapter two fake-out seem to paint a picture of Kris as an a bit odd, but still relatively normal teenager.

They do stupid things like scare their friends, they have an interest in multiple topics, like magic and the occult, and they have a sense of adventure. Yes, they might be an oddball, but being a little weird doesn’t make one evil.

Most importantly, we know that the Roaring Knight desires to bring about something that is called “The Roaring”.

What exactly is “The Roaring”? From what Ralsei describes in chapter two, The Roaring is what happens when too many dark fountains are created. The darkness overflows the Light World and, well...

When the LIGHT is subsumed by SHADOW

When the Fountains fill the sky

All will fall into CHAOS.

The TITANS will take form from the FOUNTAINS

And envelop the land in devastation.

The surviving Darkners, crushed by the darkness

Will slowly, one by one, turn into statues...

Leaving the Lightners to fend for themselves

Lost eternally in an endless night...

Is that your idea of paradise?

bad things happen. Basically the end of the world as we know it.

Now, Kris might not be an angel, but I genuinely doubt they would want to intentionally cause the apocalypse, for whatever reason.

“Okay justme, we get it, evil!Kris is a very shortsighted and biased theory. But what about the Dark Fountain???”

Patience, patience, I’m getting to that.

First, lets go back to Kris’ fondness for Susie.

We already established that Kris and Susie’s friendship is pretty strong by the end of chapter one. Susie has a new-found respect for Kris after seeing them go to bat for her in the Dark World and fighting alongside them. When their adventure is over, she shyly asks them if they can “go back there” the next day, showing a soft smile.

* ....Kris?

* Let’s go back there tomorrow, alright?

And as we’ve seen from the examples listed earlier, that feeling of friendship is reciprocated by Kris.

Some flavor text and dialogue in chapter two even hints at Kris having a crush on Susie.

Out of all the people tea, the Susie Tea heals Kris the most, recovering a whooping 120 HP. For comparison, Ralsei Tea only heals a meager 60 HP. Additonally, Kris is apparently looking at Susie with a very content expression on their face while drinking Susie Tea, whereas while drinking Ralsei Tea, Susie notes that Kris shows no reaction at all, even though Ralsei seems happy.

In the epilogue of chapter two, Susie asks Kris who they would take to the festival, giving you the option to pick Ralsei, Noelle, Susie herself or keep quiet. If you pick Noelle or Ralsei, Susie questions why Kris sounds so “confused” about this answer, even though they were (from her point of view) the one who picked it.

(Answering Ralsei or Noelle)

* What!? Why are you saying it so confused?

If you pick Susie (”You”), Kris apparently doesn’t sound confused or if they do, Susie is too flustered by the response to notice.

(Answering You)

* H... huh?

* Way to dodge the question, dumbass!!

Saying nothing at all prompts Kris too look intently at Susie, suggesting even though they’re kept from speaking, they would have liked to pick her.

(Staying quiet)

* What!? I was just joking!!

* You don’t have to stare at me like a weirdo!

So Kris really likes Susie. What does that have to do with the fountains?

Well, the notion that many of the Lightners prefer the Dark World to the Light World has come up several times. The Dark World is basically an escapist fantasy come to life. In the Dark World, you’re not just a scared, insecure teenager whom no adult listens to. In the Dark World you can be anything, from a snow wizard, to an axe-wielding warrior. You’re a Hero of Light, a revered figure and you can do pretty much everything you want.

Sure, there is the not-small chance of you dying in battle, but remember that canonically, no one in Deltarune dies in the Dark World (except for possibly Berdly in the Weird Route. And even then, it’s implied he isn’t dead, but merely Fallen Down, a state more comparable to a coma.) At the end of the day, the heroes come out victorious, the day is saved, we get to spend more time in Wonderland.

The Darkners’ literal purpose, as described by Ralsei, is to bring the Lightners happiness. Imagine a whole world full of living toys whose only goal in life is to entertain you. Wouldn’t you want to stay forever, instead of returning to the unbearable monotony of everyday life?

While chapter two eventually reveals through Ralsei’s monologue why opening more dark fountains is a bad idea, it’s not quite enough to convince Susie. When alone in the fountain chamber with Kris, Susie muses about the Roaring Knight and whether them opening dark fountains is really that bad.

Kris...

It looks like we’re here again, huh...

The Roaring Knight...

Whatever they are, they’re making these fountains...

...

But... is that really a bad thing...?

Since they started showing up,

Everything’s gotten a lot more interesting, hasn’t it...?

...

Well, we don’t have to think about that now...

Kris, it’s your turn.

So yeah, Susie definitely prefers the Dark over the Light World. Given what life is like for her in the Light World, it’s understandable. In the Light World, she’s an outcast, someone only perceived as a troublemaker or a bully by almost all of her peers.

But in the Dark World, she’s a hero. She has friends who count on her and who she in turn can count on. Heck, in the Dark World she even kinda got a cute girl to talk to her!

Kris might feel much the same, given their isolation in the Light World and their family troubles. Their parents are divorced, their brother’s gone off to college and everybody only knows them as the creepy kid. No one ever bothered to get to know them beyond that. No one, except for Susie.

In hindsight, it makes sense that Kris would come to like Susie so much. Susie probably represents everything Kris wishes they could be. A tough, unfettered fighter who doesn’t give a damn what others think about her and who won’t let anyone order her around. She questions everything, she plays by her own rules and she doesn’t hesitate to change the system if the system is harmful and stupid, as shown by her teaching herself and Ralsei how to ACT and downright ignoring the Soul’s input, something Kris most likely desperately wishes they could do.

The Dark World is what brought Susie and Kris together in the first place and their friendship has only gotten stronger through their second shared adventure.

So would it really be so bad to create a third one to have more fun adventures in?

An argument I’ve seen for the Roaring Knight Kris-theory is the purposeful manner Kris displays when they create the dark fountain in their home and the fact that they knew how to create one in the first place.

But, people, I think we’re forgetting something.

Opening a Dark Fountain isn’t hard.

You just need to be a Lightner with a lot of determination and an object to stab the ground with. Heck, Berdly almost does it for Noelle, before Ralsei stops him. And Noelle herself probably would have done it, given the chance, after she came to the conclusion that the Dark World isn’t that bad after all.

“But why would Kris take the risk of opening one, even after Ralsei talked about The Roaring?”

Most likely because they think it won’t be a big deal.

They still have the Soul, right?

And they’ve already closed two rogue fountains in the past. Can’t be that hard to close a third one they created, can it?

Now chapter three is most likely going to prove them horribly wrong about that assumption in some manner, we’ll have to wait and see.

Also, one of Kris’ actions before opening the third dark fountain is opening the door to their house. I always interpreted that as ensuring Toriel, Susie and them would have an emergency escape route if things went awry. So they’re not being completely reckless.

Chapter two is all about how the road to hell is paved with good intentions.

Queen wants to open more dark fountains to make the Lightners (and especially Noelle) happy again.

Berdly wants to help Queen to give Noelle a “Smarttopia” where him and her can live happily ever after as double-geniuses. On a smaller scale, he pretends to be infatuated with Noelle, because he’s under the impression that Noelle is pining for him.

Both of them end up running afoul of the person they wanted to make happy in their eagerness and almost cause a catastrophy.

I think it’s very likely that Susie will notice there’s something odd about this third fountain and eventually confront Kris about it, though how Kris will choose to react is a different matter.

But anyway, TL;DR: Kris isn’t the Roaring Knight. They created the dark fountain out of a short-sighted desire to spend more time in the Dark World with Susie.

#deltarune theory #deltarune kris #deltarune roaring knight #deltarune susie

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crayonwriting · 3 years

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Attention (Oikawa Tooru)

Here's something I needed to bust out. Haha! As usual, this was inspired by TikTok. I can't find the exact video this was inspired from. I'll link it here when I find it. Enjoy!

You sat by Oikawa's desk while randomly scrolling through your phone. Your chin was resting against the palm of your hand and you stared at him from across the room. He was sitting by the edge of his bed with his laptop open in front of him. His eyes were glued to the screen for almost an hour already as he watched the official replay of one of his matches.

Oikawa's team had won that match, by the way. It was just a personal tradition of his to watch the replays for the sole purpose of knowing how to improve himself. Knowing his dedication to the sport, you understood and decided to hang out with him until he was done.

But today you were feeling needier than usual. It was rare for you and Oikawa to get off days that are undisturbed by anything so this was a rare opportunity.

"Tooru." He didn't move an inch. "Tooru!" You called again. He hummed at you as an acknowledgement that he heard you.

"Cuddle me, please?" You stretched out your arms towards him with the cutest pout—at least that's what you thought—that you could muster. Your boyfriend didn't even glance at you as he said that he would after a few more minutes. You sighed loudly, dejected and a little bit pissed.

You wracked your brain on how you could get Oikawa's attention. Walk out? No, you'll probably just walk back in after a minute or two. Lay on his lap? No. You've already tried that before.

You suddenly recalled a video you saw on your timeline a few days ago. It was an internet trend apparently. You and Oikawa were suckers for internet trends, especially those for couples. He'd take all the opportunities he could get to flaunt your relationship to others. If it meant that he could show the world how happy you make him, consider it done.

You weren't sure if he's already seen this trend you're about to do. But you hoped he hadn't.

Setting your phone down on the table, you walked to where he sat on the bed. You took a quick breath to compose yourself. Standing in front of him, you called out his name.

Oikawa glanced up at you from his laptop. "Y/N—"

You wasted no time, leaving over him to smash your lips against his. He let out a small yelp of surprise before kissing you back. He pulled away slightly to ask what was up but you didn't let him, connecting your lips once more. You forced his mouth open with your tongue which he didn't oppose.

Oikawa set his laptop to the side blindly and held you by the shoulders. He let out a small moan of satisfaction when he felt your tongue rub against his. He sucked on your lip which made your stomach flip; you almost forgot about your goal. You pulled him closer to you and pressed your lips on his firmly.

You pushed his shoulders down, making him fall on the bed. You gave him the sultriest look you could muster and hoped it worked. It seemed to work because Oikawa now sported a hungry look on his face and his eyes were filled with anticipation of what's about to come.

He stretched out his arms and crossed them behind his head. You ran your hand from his chest down his body. You swore you felt him shiver in the slightest.

You hopped on the bed and loomed over him. You swayed your hips a little bit and Oikawa couldn't help but blush and lick his lips hungrily. Despite having volleyball in his mind all day, with the correct amount of persuasion, he'd drop it any time for you. He was just that whipped.

Gotcha.

Oikawa knew what was about to go down—at least he thought he did. As he relaxed on the soft mattress of the bed, he barely had time to register the way you suddenly twisted your body to the side and slammed down onto him like a crazy pro wrestler.

He doubled over in pain and gasped as the wind got knocked out of him harshly. Rolling beside him, you cackled at his pained expression. He turned his back to you and wrapped his arms around himself to soothe the pain.

"I'm sorry, Tooru." You said in between giggles. "But you weren't paying attention to me."

He moaned in pain and glanced at you, eyes furrowed and shining with tears. "And there was no other way to get my attention? That was really mean, Y/N-chan."

Feeling the slightest bit guilty, you could at him. "Awww, I'm sorry baby." You wrapped your body around his, spooning him from behind. You kissed his shoulders and back affectionately. "It was also a trend online. So, I just had to do it."

He grunted and playfully shuffled away from you. Even though you can't see his face, you knew he was sporting a huge pout right now. You also knew the remedy to a pouty childish Oikawa.

"I'm really sorry, Tooru." You placed a trail of kisses from his shoulders to his neck up to his cheeks and temple. "I'll make it up to you, I promise." You snuggled into his back as you felt him slowly relax to your touch.

After a few moments, he turned to face you and laid on your chest. You kissed the top of his head.

"I am so gonna get you back for this."

#b writes #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagine #oikawa #oikawa x reader #oikawa imagine #oikawa tooru #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa tooru imagine

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vodkassassin · 3 years

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world state: refresh, chapter two

Last chapter: “—From the description, it’s basically the same as the synopsis of your run of the mill VRMMORPG anime, except the virtual games are real worlds.”

“Sure, but if they’re real worlds, then what does being a Game Master mean?”

Shen Yuan grins down at him.

“Hey, Airplane,” he says. “How do you feel about being an actual god?” [Read ch. 1]

—

“Oh, yaaawn!” She throws herself back onto the plush surface behind her and stretches her arms above her head. “Man, what a chore! Hey, Dorazou, make a note to always double check the Mission Rating before accepting an Assignment in the future. No way in hell am I gonna be doing that again!”

“AwRAWRight!” The tiny avatar cheers, pumping a little red scaled fist into the air. “Reminder set! Hey, Host, if it’s any consolation, this system thinks you totally aced it!”

“Hmm,” she crosses her arms and stars at the collection of screens that have popped into existence before her. “The mission grading will be the judge of that. Let’s see, here…. Oh, awesome! I earned a double S score! You know what that means!”

Dorazou gives another little roar cheer that sounds more like a kitten's mew than anything. Ah, so cute! “Host may close her next Assignment! Congratulations!”

The agent gathers her hair up into a loose and messy bun at the top of her head, breathing out a sigh of relief. “Awesome. Let’s choose something easy, why don’t we? That last world was only an A-rank, but it gave me a lot more trouble than I bargained for. It should have been labeled at least S-tank! Dorazou, bring up all available Assignments. B-rank or lower only, please!”

“Gotcha!” The tiny dragon-themes sprite gives a little twirl, it’s clunky arms flailing adorably. “Assignment list set to: Easy!”

“Perfect, thanks! Let’s take a look, now… Otome-world…. Fantasy style cooking show star, haha. I have zero talent in that area, so please decline it for me, Dorazou…. Another Knights Order needs a Pure Heavenly Maiden for such and such ritual, ah, that honestly just sounds so sinister, decline! And here we have yet another otome assignment, damn. These things are such pests. Oh, what’s this?”

Sitting up, the agent leans in and peers closely at the screen, eyes bright in excitement. “Hey, Dorazou! This one calls for a team of agents!”

“That is correct!” Dorazou says, beaming. The dragon floats up to sit comfortably on the girl’s shoulder. “System Agents 74 and 81 have put in a request for additional manpower in the Game Master Assignment for World-120MAX. If Host accepts, she and four other agents will be tasked with working under the leadership of Agent 74 in creating and managing a Game World.”

She tilts back again, kicking her legs up into the air with some excitement. “What’s the deadline?”

Dorazou is quiet for a moment as it studies the screens. It gives a hearty cheer and pats the agent on the head. “No deadline! Host will remain on Agent 74’s GM Team until it is decommissioned by the Team itself!”

She jumps off the beanbag entirely to float up into the air, catching the little dragon sprite and hugging it to her chest. “Awesome! So it’s basically a neverending paid vacation, if we want it to be? That totally rocks! Dorazou, we lucked out with this one!”

“AwRAWRight!” The tiny system cheers, looping its scaly arms around her neck in a hug. “Is Host choosing this Assignment, then?”

“As if I’d ever turn down a chance like this! System Agents hardly ever get to work together! Dorazou, please confirm my acceptance!”

“Assignment chosen! Does Host wish to rest in the home space before starting?”

“Nah, I’m way too pumped now,” she clenches her fists and grins. “Dorazou, let’s go meet our new friends!”

“RAWR! World-120MAX loading! Twenty-eight percent! Fifty-percent! Eighty-three percent! World load complete! Entering database now!”

The agent grins as she dissolves into light. This is gonna be sweet!

—

“Nice to meet you! My name is Myra Khol, System Agent 23! I’m here for the Game Master Team Assignment!”

“The what?” The boy says, expression just positively befuddled as it has been when she’s first loaded into the world, and Myra tilts her head in slight confusion. Has this guy never met another agent before?

She hops down from the tree and steps over to him, a little surprised when he takes a step back in return. Man, this guy is shy! How cute!

“Wait a minute, did you just say ‘System’?” The boy straightens up, his eyes going even wider than they’d already been. “Does that mean you are also a transmigrator?”

“What else would I be?” Myra huffs out with some bemusement. “You guys clearly haven’t put any people in this world yet, so the only ones you’d be seeing are yourselves or another agent.”

“Agent…” the boy echoes, holding the fan up to his lips in thought. It’s an endearing gesture, something so old fashion being slightly out of place with the futuristic fantasy design of the boy’s outfit, and yet it still somehow fits him.

Myra blinks at him, and then decides to take pity. From the looks of it, this kid is a noob at the job. She remembers when that had been her. The good old days!

“Didn’t your Systems explain it to you guys yet?” She asks.

At her words, the boy’s expression darkens. “The System? No. Why would the System explain anything?”

Oh. That sounded like anger, there. Myra reaches out a hand and nervously scoots her precious Dorazou over until it’s hidden behind her back. The little dragon makes a tiny noise of confusion, but goes along with it.

The boy narrows his eyes at her action. “Speaking of systems… is that one yours?”

“Um, well,” Myra coughs. “Yes? But! Dorazou is such a sweet little thing! Wouldn’t harm a fly! Please take care of it!”

The boy looks confused. “Wouldn’t harm a fly! Have you never been threatened with Punishment Protocol?”

Myra gapes, aghast. “No! That’s reserved for triple S class worlds on the highest difficulty setting! Why would an Assignment like that be given to newbie agents?”

The boy stares at her, face pale.

“Oh.” Myra presses her hands over her mouth, staring at him in horror. “I mean, I’ve heard it happening only once. Someone being given an extreme-difficulty Assignment for their very first world. It was basically an impossible mission, but she luckily managed to complete it successfully. The Assignment Parameter glitch that led to it was suppose to have been fixed since then, though. Are you really saying…?”

The boy lets out a weak sounding laugh, bowing his head. He rubs the back of his arm across his eyes, and Myra feels something in her chest ache at the sight. These two agents… they’ve really been through the wringer, haven’t they?

Clearing her throat hesitantly, she asks, “The Assignment said there were two agents behind the request. Since you’re here, where’s your partner?”

“He’s on the other side of the Level, touching up on some persistent glitches that are occurring in quadrant five,” the boy releases an aggravated sigh. Then, he glances at Myra in surprise. “Oh, I haven’t introduced myself yet, have I? My name is Shen Yuan, it’s really nice to meet you.”

Myra grins back at him, relieved. “Is it? For a moment there, I thought you weren’t happy to see me.”

“Are you kidding?” Shen Yuan laughs again, and this one is much lighter. It suits him way better than the faintly grieved sound from before. “I am ecstatic to meet you. It’s nice to know that we’re not as alone as we thought. Here, I’ll take you to my… partner. He should be about finished by now.”

Myra bounces onto her toes in excitement. She grabs Dorazou by the tail and troops after Shen Yuan when the boy turns his back and begins to walk away.

“Man, not being given a tutorial world really sounds like it sucked,” Myra says, side eyeing her new teammate as she comes up beside him.

Shen Yuan has an odd smile on his face when he replies. “It was… definitely something, yes.”

“You want me to lodge a complaint with Management?” She asks, a pinch of worry between her brows. “If all three of us do it, they’ll have to take another look at the glitch and make double sure that it doesn’t happen to anyone else.”

Shen Yuan is quiet for a long while as they walk along the quaint little dirt path. The silence stretches into minutes, and Myra decides to leave him to his thoughts, because it looks like he’s pondering something pretty deep.

She busies herself with checking out their surroundings as they move along. Shen Yuan has called this area the Level, and she’s assuming it’s the first of its kind, and therefore intended to be the Starting Area for the Players when they enter into this world. She’s done her reading while loading into the Assignment, so she’s fairly confident in her ability to assist Shen Yuan and his partner with whatever sort of administration work they need help with. So far though, from what she’s seeing, the two of them are actually off to a really good start. One or both of them must have some sort of experience in world building.

What a perfect Assignment for them, if that’s the case.

Especially if what Shen Yuan says is true, and he really had suffered through a triple S class of extreme difficulty for what was suppose to be their tutorial world. He really deserves a paradisal vacation such as this, where he can recuperate from the troubles he’d faced.

“It shouldn’t have happened in the first place,” Shen Yuan finally says, voice so quiet that Myra wouldn’t have heard it if the rest of the world around them wasn’t dead silent. It seems the audiosphere hasn’t been set up, yet.

Myra glances over to her side, and finds Shen Yuan staring down at the ground with a frown on his pretty face. His hands are clenched into fists at his sides.

“You said they already patched the glitch, so it shouldn’t have happened. They — whoever they are — clearly didn’t do their job.”

Myra bites her lip, and hugs a strangely quiet Dorazou to her chest. “Yeah, so we should file a complaint, right? And we can get the rest of the team on board with it, too, once they get here. I’m sure they’ll agree, too.”

“The rest of the team?” Shen Yuan asks, frown still present. He flicks his wrist, and the fan opens with a sharp snap and a skillful flourish. Myra stares at the action in awe. So refined! So graceful! And the fan itself was exquisite.

“I’m sorry, could you elaborate on the… Assignment Parameters you mentioned before? Xiao Lei and I just needed help, and the system said we’d have it. It didn’t explain what that help was, or where it would come from.”

Xiao Lei must be the other agent, Shen Yuan’ partner. Myra files the name away and directs a bright smile in the direction of her new teammate.

“Sure thing! Basically, your request generated a new Assignment in the listings for agents. It asks for five agents to form a team directly under you and your partner, though Agent 74 is suppose to be the team leader. That wouldn’t happen to be you, would it?”

Shen Yuan blinks at her, before his frown returns in full force. It looks faintly irritated this time, and the boy calls out, “System, what is my, uh, Agent number?”

There’s a faint sound of static, before a slightly stilted and robotic voice replies, “Host is filed as Agent 81.”

Myra glances down to see a Siamese cat, tail poised elegantly in the air and ears perked upright, weaving between Shen Yuan’s every step like a ghost. The cat glances up at her and blinks it’s bright blue eyes at her with an indifferent gaze.

“Oh, is that your System? It’s so cute!” She squeals.

The cat glances away from her, and Shen Yuan huffs.

“It’s an absolute snob, is what it is,” the boy refutes.

His system doesn’t look back up, and Myra feels a little bad for it, but…. Well, she supposed, if she’s been trapped in an SSS-rank hell world for her first Assignment, she might have some resentment toward her system, too.

She clutched Dorazou to her chest at the terrible thought, and is comforted when the little dragon spite turns around to nuzzle her back. It seems she’s really lucked out, huh?

“Does your system have a name?” She asks, scratching Dorazou behind the ear.

“Does it need one?” Shen Yuan asks coldly.

Myra cringes, glancing down at the aloof-looking cat that darts between his legs. It doesn’t even twitch at the way that it’s host speaks about it, and Myra decides to change the subject least the air becomes too awkward.

“So, um, I guess your partner is the designated team leader, then!” She tries, her smile fixed in place.

Shen Yuan shrugs. He flutters the pretty fan in front of his face and holds his other arm behind his back. He looks like some sort of regal young master of an ancient dynasty, with a posture like that. Myra wonders what the setting of his last world had been. Imperial court drama, perhaps? That sort of plot was almost always a guaranteed S rank.

“It suits him,” Shen Yuan says. “He has the most experience in creating worlds, so I guess I’d follow his lead even if he wasn’t the boss. Though, I’ll definitely be there to advise him, so he doesn’t get too carried away.”

“Carried away?” Myra wonders.

“It happens, sometimes.” Shen Yuan grimaces. “If it’s true that we’ll be a team, then I’ll be counting on you to keep an eye on him, as well.”

“Yes, of course!” Myra is a little confused, but Shen Yuan obviously knows his partner best, so she’ll take his words to heart. She salutes him. “You can definitely rely on me for that!”

This gets her a faint smile, and she inwardly cheers. This boy is surprisingly difficult to get a response out of. Myra hasn’t met someone like him in a long time.

Suddenly, Shen Yuan pulls to a stop, and gestures ahead of them. “We’re here,” he says, and then sighs. “Looks like he’s not finished… I wonder….”

Myra looks ahead of them, to see a huge structure looming in the distance. The forest they’ve been strolling through has given way to an open plain, grasslands mixed with an opaque sandy desert. A few hundred meters away sits a hulking building, which in closer examination is not a building at all, but in fact some sort of autonomous being. It’s collapsed on its side, limbs askew, a central panel of its torso gaping open to allow its mechanical insides to be strewn about throughout the grass and sand around it. There’s faint noises of metal hitting against metal coming from within it, and when Myra squints, she can just make out a tiny figure perched on the very edge of the thing’s opened chassis.

Shen Yuan takes a step forward, and Myra keeps back. He closes his fan with a satisfying clack and slips it into the pocket of his shorts, and then cups his hands around his mouth. “Hey, Shang Lei! Come here!”

Oh, so the other agent’s name was Shang Lei, not Xiao Lei.

Myra pokes at her lip in thought as she watches the distant figure poke it’s head up out of the mechanical innards of whatever creature they were tinkering around inside of. Shen Yuan, Shang Lei… those names both sound pretty Chinese to her. And in Chinese, Xiao is often used as a diminutive or an endearment. So, this must mean that Shen Yuan and Shang Leo are actually very close friends, right? Myra covers her smile with a hand.

Due to context gathered from Shen Yuan's earlier words, it must also be likely that they were partners in their last world. Meaning that Shang Lei also experienced what was, in layman’s terms, called a Hell Assignment. And it is likely that the Hell Assignment was also Shang Lei’s first Assignment, given that Shen Yuan has no idea about a lot of System Agent common sense.

If they were partners all this time, if Shang Lei had previous transmigration experience, he’d have schooled his partner on it by now. And yet, Shen Yuan was ignorant of a lot of things.

Myra presses both her palms to her cheeks and sighs quietly as she watches Shang Lei approach them. Shen Yuan has stepped up to meet him, but she can clearly see the hesitant way that Shang Lei holds himself, the wary way that he eyes her. The way that he slides himself into the shadow of Shen Yuan’s barely taller stature when he realizes she’s looking back at him.

She sighs in her heart, as well, and clutches Dorazou in one arm like a teddy bear. Her system pays her on the hand.

“—apparently posted an assignment asking for other agents to come and lend us a hand.” Shen Yuan is explaining quietly to his partner — his friend. He gestures at her with a hand. “This is Myra Khol, the first one to accept the mission.”

Myra steps forward the smallest step she can take without it seeming like she’s wary of them, too. It still makes Shang Lei duck even further behind Shen Yuan. She does not let it dim her smile.

“Hi, I’m Myra, System Agent 23! I’m pleased to meet you, boss!”

Shang Lei peeks out from behind his friend with wide eyes. There’s a complicated expression on his face.

“... Nice to meet you, too,” he mumbles, and curls back behind Shen Yuan as soon as the last word is out.

That is it! Myra has decided! She will help these two to the best of her abilities, not because it’s the Assignment, but because she wants to!

Dorazou! Edit Assignment self parameters!

[[Host!]]

The dragon sprite makes a soft noise from within her grasp. She sees the way that Shang Lei’s eyes dart down to it, and the frown that graces his face as he glances shyly back toward her with an expression that almost looks faintly concerned. For her. And given the fact that it’s very possible that Shang Lei’s opinion of systems is the same as Shen Yuan’s, due to their not-so-great past experiences, the look that he’s sending her now makes Myra’s heart melt.

[[Assignment parameters, self edit mode!]]

Myra’s smile broadens.

Take care of Agent 74 and Agent 81! Priority!

#scum villain's self saving system #bofuri #cheating men must die #world state: refresh #update #vodkassassin fanfiction #cucumberplane #vodkas ocs

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ranposlittle · 4 years

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Hi! I can’t see anything that says requests are closed but I’m sorry if I’m mistaken! Could you do a Dazai and (female) reader smut with lots of dirty talk and foreplay? I can’t find anything that really suits my... style of horny... I like when he’s kinda possessive and dominate so yeah... sorry if this is too detailed or just straight up weird 😖 and I have no sense of dignity so I’m not even going to do this anonymously lmao

Genre: NSFW

Tags: First time together, Dirty talking, Cunnilingus, Fingering, Foreplay

{ A/N: I gotcha, misty-mochiii~ 😉 haha I'm sorry, I know this is long overdue! I hope you can forgive me. I hope the foreplay and dirty talking is up to your liking~ my skills in the dirty talking department is really questionable so I hope it didn't reflected on my work very much haha! Anyway, feel free to request again! Thank you for your endless support! Enjoyyy! 💗🥰 }

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The warmth of Dazai’s hand on yours battles the cold wind of this fateful evening but it's nothing compared to the coldness of your sweating palm. The street you are strutting down on is dim but perfectly alive and busy regardless of the hour. Neon signs flash everywhere, tantalizing promises are written on them for every lovers passing by.

Your throat is dry and your head is pounding from the sound of your own heartbeat. Despite being in this part of the city before, it’s the first time to share a night with the man who’s holding you right now. Expectations failed to form and any attempt to think of one quickly bubbles up and evaporates out of your mind.

Dazai looked back and flashed you a familiar comforting smile and you smiled back, but the concern on your crooked eyebrows is not easy to hide.

Finally, you stopped at the love hotel by the end of the street. Your knees shook slightly as you step inside and the banging of your heart just became louder once a room key was dropped on Dazai’s hand. The whirring of the elevator and the footsteps you took towards your assigned room drowned out of your head. You’re nervous, excited. Feelings stirred and clashed with each second passed.

The click of the door as it opened pulled you back on earth. The room smelled of flowers and the air conditioning hummed softly in the background. Dazai walked in nonchalantly while you tremble. He guided you on to the bed, the soft hues of colorful lights almost making you dizzy. He sat down beside you, caressing your flushed cheek with one hand.

“You’re scared, aren’t you?” He asked in a hushed voice while your own is stuck somewhere inside your sandy throat.

“Isn’t this what you wanted? Or have I read your signals all wrong?” Dazai spoke as he leaned forward to place a kiss at the tip of your nose.

You gathered your thoughts together to reply hastily in fear of the possibility that you might never get this opportunity again.

“No, I-” you drew a deep breath. “This is what I want. I want this.”

He hummed. “Good. I thought I had to stop when I’m already so hungry for you.”

You restrained a yip when Dazai pushed your body down the springy mattress. Not a second was wasted as he claimed control over you in an instant, pressing your wrists down while his lips ravaged yours.

Months of teasing and sexual tension between the two of you snapped in a blink of time. The fire that has been burning in the furnace of your core, now blazing brightly as it consumes the entirety of your being. You can barely feel the cold air circulating the room from Dazai’s hot breath fanning on your neck as he liberally taste every spot he could latch on. One of his hand eventually reached down to palm the building arousal on your sex, letting out your first loud moan of the night.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Dazai chuckled. His husky voice making its way to the inner corners of your ear. “Was I being too fast? That won’t do. This is our first night. I ought to do it right, don’t you think?”

A pleading look on your eyes was your only response.

“Don’t worry, my darling.” His lips made its way down on your neck once again. “I will kiss every inch of you before I fuck you.”

The sentence made you clenched. Your flesh ached more for him. Your skin turned paper thin, responding eagerly to every feathery touch.

“You wouldn’t mind if I remove your shirt now, would you? It’s in my way.” He threw you a smirk. There, you were left speechless. Only managing to watch as his fingers hooked and pushed your shirt up.

His hands stopped on the underside of your breasts. The cold breeze started to infect your exposed stomach before Dazai's sloppy kisses awoke the butterflies resting within.

Your head planted down on the soft pillow underneath you from the unexpected sensation. His tongue dragged its way up to the valley of your breasts, teasingly pulled your shirt completely off of you and ogled the dark lingerie you have underneath.

"You wore this especially for me, huh?" He asked, gently palming the thin lace covering, thumbs brushing innocently on your perked up nubs. "How thoughtful of you. And because of that, I'll be kind in return by not ripping them off."

True to his words, Dazai just pushed the fabric aside to come in skin to skin contact with your breasts. He kept his lustful gaze locked on yours as he went down and licked one of your nipples.

"Do you have any idea how long I've been wanting to do this?" An almost innocent smile was drawn on his lips as he continued. "I've always wondered what you're hiding under those clothes and I'm truly not disappointed. Such nice pair of tits you got here."

Dazai chuckled lightly, proceeding to knead and suck on your breasts, moving from one to another without a moment of pause. Your moans joined in with his, your head spinning from the sensation he keeps on building up inside of you. Dazai's hand found its way past your skirt and down to your underwear, running his middle finger up and down your slit.

"What's this? You're this wet already? Do you like getting your tits sucked this much?" Dazai asked rhetorically. Of course, you like it. No, you love it. Especially that it's him who's doing it to you. "What an erotic woman. I bet you already want my finger inside you, don't you?"

"Yes," you whispered. "I do. Please, I'm so wet, I might die if you don't do something about it now. Like, right now."

An amused laugh left Dazai. "Well, how can I say no to that?"

He shifted his hand from its current spot to slip underneath your panties. You inhaled sharply as his fingers slithered their way into your core, where everything is just slick and soaked.

"Besides," he added. "Good girls who knows how to ask get what they want."

A finger promptly entered you as you scream in delight. You peeped open your eyes to see Dazai devilishly watching you writhe beneath him as he fiddled with you like a toy.

"You're so tight down here. Seems like you haven't had a cock in you for a while now, hmm?"

You nodded weakly.

"Good thing I planned to use mine on you tonight, then. Such a tight pussy deserves to be stretched out every once in awhile, don't you agree?"

Another weak nod.

"And would you like me to do that for you? Do you want my cock inside you?"

This time, a much more enthusiastic nod.

"Hmm, and do you think you can handle it? Once I put it in, there's no way I'm going to stop fucking you. Think you can do it?"

"Yes," you gasped. "Oh, yes. God, yes. That's exactly what I want."

"That's the spirit," he smiled. "In that case, let's put one more."

Along came another scream from you. Your walls burned and stinged from the stretch but Dazai's fingers aren't faltering from driving in and out of you.

"And another one."

A third finger was carelessly shoved and your eyes shot wide open. You grabbed on to Dazai's shirt, hoping to keep yourself steady from the merciless assault. Through your dazed mind, you can hear nothing but your own trembling moans and the squelching sounds from your own sex. One more push and your climax came unraveling like yarn on Dazai's hand. Your face was nuzzled on his chest as your body spasmed and shook uncontrollably. It ended as soon as it started and you were left weak, holding on to him for dear life. His chest quaked from a dark snicker.

"Look how wet you are," he said, holding up the three fingers that from your frenzy, you didn't even noticed he's pulled out. "My fingers are totally soaked, they almost pruned. Amazing."

"Let me grab a tissue for you," you offered but Dazai was quick to pin you back down.

"Don't you even think that I'm already done with you, my darling. The night is still young," he uttered with a honeyed voice. "And since I've been good, I think it's time you let me have a taste of you."

"Dazai, wait! I'm still sensitive down there!"

The thought of being stimulated after such an orgasm was arousing, but also terrifying. Dazai paid no heed, just smirking before wetting his lips.

Any of your further protests fell on deaf ears as Dazai continued to pull your panties off before spreading your legs apart. You gulped thickly as he once more locked eyes with you, placing his hold on your thighs and gently licked you up. You legs trembled and your head fell backwards, the warmth and softness of Dazai's tongue was already bringing you another piece of paradise.

"Your pussy tastes so sweet," he commented in between the busyness of his mouth.

Fireworks seemed to crackle and pop all at once in the back of your eyelids when Dazai's mouth enclosed on your clit and the fast sucking motion sent your mind floating on the milky way. He moaned against your flesh as you grab a fistful of his hair and your hips bucked up, inadvertently burying his face deeper into you. Dazai's tongue was reaching places nobody has ever done before and it was when that the tip of his tongue probed your entrance, that got you crying out his name like a hopeless prayer towards the heavens. He suckled and slurped on your sore flesh until your legs quivered and your head went numb. You let yourself absolutely lost on the explosion of sensations below you when Dazai all of a sudden stopped to hover above you. The next thing you know, you're tasting yourself on his lips.

"You look so good spread open like this just for me," he said. "Would you prefer coming on my tongue or on my cock this time?"

There was a skip on your racing heartbeat as you hear the offer you've been waiting for all night. Despite your trembling jaws, you mustered what's left of your coarse voice and answered: "Your cock. Please."

"I was hoping you'd say that." Dazai smirked as he reached down to fumble with his pants. "Your moans turned me on so much. I might just come right when I enter you."

A gleeful laugh was in contrast of his voice– dark and husky in desire. Dazai made his point as you feel his rock hard erection rubbing on you clit. You gasped and he groaned; both of your bodies tingling in anticipation.

"Just look at what you did to me." He kept grinding on you and you can practically feel the excited twitches of his cock. "At this rate, I don't think I can hold myself back anymore."

With one calculated push of his hips, the swollen head of his cock slipped inside you. A long drawn out moan vibrated on your vocal chords as Dazai pushed the rest of his length within you, fanning the flames of your desire to its fullest extent. Your muscles stretched and clenched as he fills you up. Breathless whispers of how good you're making him feel drifted around your floating thoughts. Time seemingly slowed down, pleasure taking over and nothing mattered but the throbbing of your arousal against his.

"I'll make sure that after I'm done, you'll crave for my cock and my cock only."

One rough thrust started the rally of his animalistic pace. Your nails digged deep into his bandaged arm like you're holding on at the edge of a cliff. Guttural moans timed with every forceful push of his hips; he's aiming to make a mess out of you.

"After tonight, you won't be able to cum with anyone else than me," said a raspy whisper on your ear as slender fingers pressed on your hips, keeping you in place despite the unkind slapping of his skin on yours.

"You'll think of me even if you're with another man," he continued. "Everytime you touch yourself, every fantasy, every wet dream– you'll always think of me. Because no other man got a cock that feels this good on your little pussy, am I right?"

Stuttering curses, you answered. "Yes! Yes, yes, yes."

It greatly amused him. How helpless yet so lovely you look right now, sobbing and crying just from the way he pounds you. So, he decided to give you more. He promised himself that he'll wreck you in the most pleasant way, and he will accomplish that mission.

His cock plunged deep within your canal, the tip kissing the opening of your cervix. There was a change in his pace, hips bucking tightly, reaching a bundle of nerves that made you see the entire universe in a flash. Everything is getting all too much for you to come up with anything creative to say other than his name, some pleas for mercy and broken curses. But with utter cruelty, Dazai's lips connected with your nipple once again, sucking sharply and letting it loll around his tongue. With an arched back and legs locked around his waist, you screamed out your pleasure. You're now somewhere in the ether, riding a cloud between your legs. You've never been this high before but your body's still asking for more.

"Can I cum in you?" He whispered. He can see how much you're out of it so he continued, leaning closer. "I want to see my cum spilling out of you and right now, I'm ready to dump it all inside of you. You'd like that, don't you?"

An absent-minded hum of approval was all Dazai needed to straighten himself up, sling your legs over his shoulders and use you as he desired. A rough thrust after another, until you're shaking, warm muscles convulsing against his cock, your mouth opened to a big-o, and you were gone. Only throaty groans left your chapped lips, as one bomb sets off another, making waves and pulses all over your sensitized body.

The scene made Dazai beyond ecstatic, pushing his own orgasm to its peak. The composure he worked hard to keep up slipped in an instant. Random pulses of his hips gave it away, and once his semen began spurting out of his cock, he bit down on a soft spot on your calf, masking his low growls.

Dazai bottomed out on you, every stream of his warm cum collected inside your walls. You felt how it streamed down and filled you, a memory that you might save for any lonely nights in the future. You savored the moment of watching Dazai ascended and descended from his high, kissing his bite mark and smiling at you.

His erection was still mighty and solid inside of you despite the obvious exhaustion of the man who wields it. A weight pressed down on your body as he lay on top of you, heaving and panting just as hard.

With the promise of another round after a few moments, you closed your eyes and hoped that you'll wake up with his lips intertwining with yours.

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whaleofatjme1920 · 3 years

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I don't know if you take requests for your ocs but can I get some Theo/Pigman Content??

Theo Kolinsky Headcanons

yes ofc I can, he's my baby and almost everyone on quotev hates him.

To be completely fair, I made him to be hated. Like, genuinely he's my most asshole OC. I needed a dick, and Theo was it.

SO who is this man for those of you who have no idea wtf I'm on about?

Honestly I'm copy and pasting from my quotev book.

Honestly a jerk, but you get used to him. Also made him for From Where the Land Meets the Sea. I liked his character so here he is - pig man. 30 years old, like 5'9 and the second shortest out of their group. He cares about his group but not to the levels of Wallace. He sees Nyein as lesser and would prioritize the proxies in his group, but Nyein over outsiders - proxies and independents alike. His voice isn't too deep or too high, just somewhere in the middle but he talks way too fast. Doesn't care about your feelings, will tell you to shut up without any second thought. He's a spark waiting to go up.

Sarcastic, rude, out there and generally has little regard for anyone else but proxies. He's not terrible though, he's a surprisingly good strategist and gets the job done when others fail. He's Wallace's right hand and will often act as an advisor for the older proxy. Theo also speaks Polish! When he doesn't want Nyein or Ruth to know what he's saying, he'll switch to Polish because at least Wallace can understand him.

Who knows when he joined the proxy lifestyle, only that he did and bounced in some groups for a while before being placed with Wallace. They were partners for quite some time before Nyein was welcomed in. Wallace accepted Nyein fast but Theo never did. It's not that he doesn't like Nyein, but he doesn't like them due to the fact they were once an Outlier. Also sees Nyein much more as an animal than anything else. When Ruth came in, Theo didn't mind her as much but there's definitely a rivalry or something going on. After all, he did let her stitch his mask.

SO, with all that out of the way, let's get into some things with Theo. He knows he's the right hand for a reason, very cocky because of that.

He's actually pretty intelligent and perceptive, he just doesn't show it so he can use the element of surprise. He likes those 'gotcha' moments with people he especially doesn't like.

He will rile you up just because he can.

However, he's also a really good friend once you get past his front of "haha I'm a dick."

He will tell you what you NEED to hear. If he thinks your partner sucks and you need to get out he will tell you. Also vibe checks you like crazy.

I'm serious there's like, no bs with him or literally all bs.

He's really fun to hang out with because he has high energy and is always ready to get up and go. He likes to adventure and get in trouble while he's out it.

Please play drinking games with him. He doesn't smoke, doesn't get high, doesn't do any other drugs, but the man drinks.

He's also super protective of his friends.

Protective of his group.

Like, I've gotten into it before, but Theo prioritizes Wallace and Ruth over Nyein, but Nyein over anyone else - proxies and independents alike because they're all in a group.

He's a pretty loyal guy.

Plays guitar.

Likes poetry but wouldn't tell anyone.

Often speaks in Polish to himself and to Wallace.

Has a strong soft spot for dogs.

Though there's like one cat that somehow follows him wherever he is that has taken a shine to him that won't leave him alone.

He doesn't enjoy mornings but he's not adverse to them either.

He likes both the city and the woods, but has a slight preference for the city.

He wants to learn violin.

He has a voice similar to Delsin Rowe!

If I had to mark him down as a zodiac sign?? He's probably a Pisces lmfao.

He actually doesn't like driving and will 9/10 make it Ruth, Nyein or Wallace's problem.

He doesn't know why the pig mask became his thing he just saw it in a Halloween store and liked it. That's literally it like, whatever that's cool.

He will call you nicknames you hate just to make you mad.

He's surprisingly verbose when he wants to be.

Can actually handle his anger relatively well.

He doesn't even like pigs.

Doesn't even eat them.

He will do stupid things to get your attention, both platonically and romantically.

He likes heavy metal and grunge music.

Don’t let anyone know this but he got weirdly attached to the my little pony theme song for a while.

His only artistic gift is that guitar and nothing else.

Theo is prone to pushing everyone’s buttons to see what they’re capable of and their restraint. He’s analyzing you in his own way. You need to show him you’re not an airhead.

His favorite season is summer. He doesn’t know why. Probably because the days are longer.

There’s an afternoon vibe with him though.

He likes to walk and to run to places.

Theo is big on exercise!

He goes through times of extreme silence. It’s not that he wants to, he just doesn’t have anything to say and is processing.

He really like Slender Man because he genuinely enjoys killing. However, he tends to falter on weaker figures like the children.

There’s only two proxies he actually likes, Wallace and Ruth. He tolerates Nyein. The others? Doesn’t care about them, they’re not his concern.

Unlike wallace, he doesn’t harbor some odd hatred for Masky.

He can get along with other groups just fine. He’s not always a train wreck and can be good at communication and teamwork with teammates that aren’t inherently his. You just need to know that if he had to prioritize his group or yours, he’s always choosing his.

He likes black coffee.

He still has a soft spot for traditional Polish cooking. Can he cook it? Sometimes,,,,

He likes the feeling of the world right after it’s rained.

He’s actually no where near as tired as Ruth and Wallace are. Normally well rested and ready to go.

He doesn’t really trust anyone else as deeply as he trusts Wallace. For a longtime, it was just the two of them as partners. It took him a while to really trust Ruth and even longer for him to even tolerate and trust Nyein.

Wallace keeps him sane tbh. Reels him back in and acts as a moral compass whenever his is skewed past what proxies consider normal.

If you are his friend or someone he deems important, he’s going to treat you well. Still an asshole, but well.

You’d get special treatment over anyone else.

Theo is the kind of guy to get you food because you called over being vaguely upset while sitting on the hood of a car talking about how much things suck.

He’s just rough around the edges Y’know,,,,,,

You’ll always be laughing around him though.

#OC #original character #creepypasta oc #proxy oc #My oc #Theo Kolinsky #creepypasta original character

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champion-leon-imagines · 3 years

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Chronicles of Galar - Chapter 1: New friends & A Cliffhanger

This is the first real chapter of the fic. Here you are introduced to Raihan and Taiko, when you explore Hammerlocke with Sonia. Something with Leon is up to, can you help him?

It had been two weeks since you had met Leon and during these two weeks you saw each other again in person when you were visiting Professor Magnolia to begin your official start through the Galar region with your family. You met the elderly lady, the professor herself, her granddaughter Sonia and Hop, the younger brother of Leon. Back then in the Slumbering Weald you had only seen Hop briefly, but when you met again in the laboratory you got to know each other properly. Mamoru was currently away with President Rose, to whom he wanted to demonstrate a newly developed technology that would make it possible to teleport people over a very long distance. This process should be environmentally friendly and affordable, which is why the prospective professor even invited your father, Professor [L/n] from Amila, to Galar to win Rose as a financial sponsor. After all, Rose was also concerned about the environment and energy supply and with these arguments, Mamoru wanted to convince with his invention.

You, on the other hand, were in Hammerlocke with Sonia. This city was known for the fact that the mythology about the creation of the Galar region by two unknown kings originated there. Every historian visits the old "castle" in Hammerlocke for his research and of course you were also interested in finding out more about this region.

“And here you can see another mosaic. It shows a sword and a shield. These are said to have been the weapons with which the kings saved this land from disaster. Unfortunately I couldn't decipher all the cryptic letters yet, but I think the disaster had something to do with dynamaxing .. ", Sonia explained and crossed her arms thoughtfully. "Why do you think that?", You wanted to know and looked at the mosaic for a while. You couldn't figure it all out. "This shimmering reddish light, in front of the kings .. That could be a Dynamax light column, don't you think so?", the orange-haired woman asked. "Mhm. I've already heard about it, but to be honest, I haven't seen any of these pillars of light in person, so ... I have no idea. ", You answered. "You didn't? Oh, that's easy to change. The Wild Area borders on this city. We can ask Raihan to give you a little demonstration in a wild dynamax fight. " "Raihan?"

“The gym leader of this city. And a childhood friend of Leon and me. ", Sonia said and saw you stiffen for a moment. "..Is everything alright?", She spoke irritated and blinked perplexed. "Huh? Yes of course..!! Haha. I didn't even know that you knew Leon that well. ", You smiled somewhat troubled and waved her off. "And .. Raihan, Leon and you .. you were really good friends?",You asked. Sonia blinked even more and tilted her head slightly. "Err ... we are still good friends?", She said and noticed how you were getting a little tense. "And .. is there .. somehow more between you? So .. I mean .. uhm .. boyfriend-girlfriend like ..? ", you mumbled. "No, Raihan and I are not lovers.", Sonia laughed and you sighed softly, because you didn't mean Raihan at all. Now the assistant professor suddenly became aware of something. “Oh. No, there is absolutely nothing going on between Leon and me, if that worries you. ", She giggled and winked. "Uh .. Uhm why should that worry me? Haha. I've only known him for two weeks. "

"Then why are you blushing?"

"I'm not blushing at all ..!"

"..."

Sonia shook her head in amusement and cleared her throat. “No, really now. Leon and I are just friends. No more and no less. I have no romantic interest in him. And he has none in me. ", She assured you. "..."

You didn't wanted to admit it, but this confirmation calmed you down a bit and you could have slapped yourself for feeling that way ..

So after that was resolved, the two of you went to the gym to find Raihan. Though you only found the young talented trainers that Raihan had in his gym. They were practicing on the court with their Dragon Pokemon and they looked so motivated and happy. However, there seemed to be no trace of the gym leader himself, which surprised Sonia a little. “Wait here, I'll take a look around the gym. He's probably sitting around, being lazy again somewhere and playing on his smartphone .. “, the orange-haired sighed, making you laughing uncertainly. "How did someone like that become a gym leader?"

“By losing to Leon in the final cup. He scored as second and has been defending this place for 10 years while trying to take Leon's championship title. ", Sonia explained and then apologized to leave you there and look around for the idler.

Just standing around in the stands bored you after a few minutes, so you decided to explore the gym on your own. To compete against the young talents of the final gym in the Galar Challenge would certainly be an exciting experience. You didn't take part in this challenge yourself, but you definitely didn't shy away from fights.

You walked a little through the corridors and rooms, watched the trainers fight and raise their dragons with interest, and you even learned a little about Dragapult, a dragon pokemon from this region. And which, according to the information on the information sheet above the life-size statue in the 'gift shop' of the gym, was also a team Pokemon of Leon. Why does a gym need a gift shop at all, was something you preferred not to question. This Raihan guy seemed like a very weird dude, but maybe that was what made him likeable? Just as you were about to go back to the stands and left the gift shop, you saw a leg-length, green creature scurrying past. It looked like a .. Fraxure? The first evolution of the Pokemon Axew, you noticed, before a female voice got your attention. “Aaaaah don't walk into the shop again! Raihan is going to get mad ..! Hey you over there, can you please help me to catch this Pokemon? ”a red-haired young woman, around 17-19 years old, called after you. She waved her hands in panic and tripped over one of her open shoelaces while running. As a result, she fell on her bum and sighed in annoyance. "Today sucks ..!" She muttered and pouted. You blinked and saw the Fraxure curiously sniffing at one of the souvenirs, a Flapple music box, and picking it up. “Noooo, put that back! It's fragile!!! Argh, why doesn't it obey? ", The red-haired woman shouted in frustration and ruffled her own hair as if she wanted to pull it out.

You smiled and then ran to Fraxure to gently take the music box out of it's claws and pat the Pokemon over it's head. "Well, well. That doesn't belong to you.", You rebuked and the red-haired woman used the moment to run to you and pull the Fraxure into her arms. "Gotcha, you runaway !!! Thank you for your help, miss. ", The redhead thanked you, relieved. "Oh, I actually didn't do anything. And no need for formalities. We're about the same age, ”you waved off. “My name is [Y/n]. “, You introduced yourself and held out your hand to the stranger for a greeting. The girl smiled broadly and tried to adjust Fraxure between her arms to accept this gesture and shake your hand. "I'm Taiko! And this cheeky little guy here is a Pokemon from Raihan, our gym leader. But he entrusted it to me today so that I could learn how to tame dragon pokemon. ”Taiko then explained. "... It doesn't work so well, huh?", You smirked and Taiko blinked before you pointed with your finger at Taiko's stomach area. The redhead looked down and now she also saw that the dragon pokemon had already made itself independent again and tried to run straight out of the gym. "NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Taiko shouted and ran after the Pokemon, but then the door suddenly opened and Taiko fell into the strong arms of a suntanned man. You blinked and looked at the man. He wore an orange-red headband, which covered his hair except for a dark braid. In addition, he partly wore the jersey of the gym trainers and over it a thick sweatshirt, which vaguely resembled a dragon. He grinned and looked down at the redhead, whose nose was now buried in his chest. A pointed fang-like tooth protruded from this grin and he smacked the younger one on the back in amusement. "I actually thought you were training the Fraxure and not the other way around." He teased her and when Taiko looked up pouting, he pinched her cheeks and pulled them apart slightly, as if he was talking to a child. "Stop it, Raihan .."

Ah, so that was Raihan. You smiled, because that's exactly how you had imagined him after Sonia's stories. Raihan laughed and then looked at you. "A friend of yours?" He wanted to know. "Uh .. you could say so.", Taiko laughed, which made you blink. "Uhm not really. We just got to know each other because the Fraxure almost ran into my arms. ", you clarified. “Well, then we got to know each other better. Because I always make friends with everyone I get to know! So that's a warning. ", Taiko winked and you smiled. That was an extremely lively girl. Through and through sympathetic and a nice change from the other redheads you knew (Aki was a redhead) .. Not that you didn't appreciate your sister-in-law, but she was sometimes a little too serious and grown up for the jokes that you and your brother liked to hatch. With Taiko, you felt like she was a massive mood cannon. "Understood. I have no objection to that. ", You laughed then and Raihan grinned wider as he casually called the Fraxure back into the Pokeball. “Well, then I would like to introduce myself officially. My name is Raihan and I'm the gym leader of the Hammerlocke gym. ", He flirty-winked, which reminded you a bit that he tried to hit on you. "Errr .."

Taiko poked him lightly in the side, then turned to her new self-proclaimed friend, aka you. “Raihan is a playful idiot. If he tries to flirt with you, just don't take it seriously. Because he never means it seriously. ", She warned. Raihan twisted the corner of his mouth and crossed his arms behind his head. “You don't need to get jealous, Taiko. You know that you are my number 1 girl. ", He then spoke teasingly, whereupon a shoe flew in his direction. Taiko's blushing face showed anger and embarassment and she hobbled over to pick up her shoe. "Idiot.", She said and you briefly hesitated until you saw that they were both laughing with each other. That calmed you. It was just mutual teasing. These two seemed really close, you thought with a smile.

Sonia was finally back and Raihan was allowed to listen to a lecture about the obligations of a gym leader, because apparently nobody in the gym knew that the dragon tamer was simply absent for hours because he - Quote from Raihan: an important event of one of his mobile games where you had to find hidden clues in different parts of Hammerlocke. (Something like a mix of Pokemon GO and the Harry Potter mobile game that use real locations)

After that, of course, he was more than happy to show you a Dynamax raid fight in the wild area. If the wild area had not been partially closed due to a strong storm. Well then that had to be postponed. You used the time, to learn more about the history of Galar, with Sonia and also with Taiko's help and you got to know each other better. “So you come from Johto? And your mother works at Ho-Oh's temple in Ecruteak City? Then you surely have an Eevee development too, right? ", You wanted to know with interest when Sonia and Raihan got some books from the library. "Yes, exactly. I was supposed to work as a geisha, too, but .. That just wasn't my thing. I need some action. That's why I came here to Galar. You know, my family took a vacation here 10 years ago and Raihan saved me in the Wild Area. We've been in touch ever since, and when I was finally old enough to travel I came here straight away! .. Well, almost immediately. Haha. I came here when I was 14 after starting my journey in Johto. Mother said that I should first really get to know my home region before I set off for foreign regions. "

"And it took you 4 years for it?", You interrupted her with a smile. "... Well, you can count 2 years less of secret trips to Galar to hang out with Raihan. Yes. ", Taiko mumbled and nudged her index fingers together. You had to laugh gently. "Wow and you're not married yet, after all the meetings and teasing each other?" You asked. Taiko went bright red in the face and gestured with her hands in panic. "Huuh? Why do we should be married? We .. we're not a couple .. ”, the tomboy defended herself vigorously. Your smirk went wider. “You like each other alot. A blind man can see that. I was watching Raihan when you ran into his arms. That affected look he gave you. He would probably never admit it. And you also have butterfrees in your stomach when he's with you. ",You stated. “Ahahaha, you have a blooming imagination. Raihan and I are just friends. Who wants such an idiot as a boyfriend! He's always on his cell phone. And he has absolutely no sense of responsibility. He leaves the trainers under my supervision all the time and then disappears for hours .. ", Taiko sighed. "But doesn't that mean how much trust he has in you when he entrusts his students to you?" You then asked. Taiko blinked and crossed her arms. “I haven't seen it that way yet .. But .. he always shifts his work on to others. And then has fun in some nightclubs .. He's probably also dragging every chick he meets in his bedroom .. ", the redhead spoke lowly, gritting her teeth and clenching her hand into a fist. You smiled. "I don't know Raihan that well yet, and of course I don't know you either, but .. I don't think he's the kind of guy who is like that and sleeps with many women. Of course, he has a certain .. charm about himself and he also seems to like to flirt, but .. Mhm no, I wouldn't trust him to have flings. My knowledge of human nature has never disappointed me ”, you assured her. "Do you think so?" Taiko asked and her face showed traces of relief. Now you had to giggle again. “And now you've definitely given yourself away. You're ... totally in love with Raihan. "

"I'm not.."

"Who's in love with whom?" a male voice asked behind you and Taiko winced because it was Raihan's voice. You turned around and saw Raihan with a mountain of books in his arms. Next to him was Sonia, who also carried some books and eyed both of you curiously. "Ah. [Y/n] has a crush on… uh .. the Slowpoke-Guy * from the new sitcom. ”Taiko quickly made up and saw how your facial features derailed. Raihan blinked and laughed, which made him drop the books. "Really? This guy's such a troll. He's running around in a Slowpoke costume and looks totally retarded. ", Raihan laughed and was hit with a book by Sonia for dropping the books. "Err .. That was just a joke of her. We actually talked about Hop getting along pretty well with his neighbor Gloria. And we have the feeling that they are in love with each other. ", You said then and saw Taiko smile gratefully. You could have whipped your red-haired new acquaintance over, especially after this thing with the Slowpoke Dude.

"I see? Well, the two of them are cute together. But still a little too young for a serious relationship for my taste. ", Raihan thought. "Define 'serious relationship'.", Sonia interfered and Raihan looked at her with a slight grin. "Sex."

"..."

You cleared your throat and also Taiko seemed a little embarrassed by the directness of her crush. “Sex isn't the most important thing in a relationship. At that age, it's perfectly normal to have your first boyfriend or girlfriend. Apart from kissing and holding hands, nothing happens. ", You considered. "How boring.", Raihan just said and crossed his arms behind his back. “Have you ever been in a committed relationship, Raihan? As far as I know, every woman turns you down because of your stupid pick-up lines .. ", Sonia sighed, shaking her head. Raihan looked at her and looked briefly offended. “Hey, they're not stupid! My pick-up lines are great. ”, The dark-skinned man then protested. "Oh yes? Then let me hear them. ", You suggested and smiled. Admittedly, these Galar acquaintances were sometimes really crazy people, but that's exactly what you loved. You had the feeling that you will be very good friends with these people ..

"Are there any other sights in town, besides you?" Raihan grinned with a sexy wink and a finger pistol gesture. "...Seriously?"

"Wait, I have another one! When God created you, he sure wanted to show off. ", Raihan tried again. But all in response from the three women was a mutual giggle. “Oh god, the pick-up-lines are so bad. Hahaha, my little brother Kaito can do them better. ", You giggled and shook your head amused. Sonia laughed too and Taiko smiled too, but you could tell that she was slightly uncomfortable about the subject. "Okay okay. That was really bad. But maybe I'll wait for the right one for the best lines. ", Raihan countered and looked slightly to the side. You stopped laughing and then looked at him in amazement. "That hardly sounded like you at all.", Sonia stated. "Can we just change the subject?" Taiko sighed, slightly annoyed. "Sorry.", You smirked and then helped Sonia to pick up the books that Raihan had dropped.

You sat down together in a cozy cafe in a sitting area and you let the three of them explain a little about Galar's history. At least what was known to some extent.

You were very curious and inquisitive about Galar's history. You liked this region more and more and you couldn't even say exactly why. But at some point a slight commotion outside the cafe caught your attention. It seemed as if a large television team was gathered there and the flashing lights flashed through the window of the cafe like a thunderstorm.

Sonia stopped talking and followed your gaze to the window. “Oh, this is just an interview with Leon. I just checked my messaging app and it seems like he single-handedly stopped a runaway Gigantamax Toxtricity. Which is remarkable, because Toxtricity is already a serious opponent against Charizard with its G-Max Stun Shock. ", the orange-haired woman explained. “So many reporters and so much hectic pace? Leon certainly doesn't have an easy time being that popular. He can't go anywhere without being surrounded by curious fans or journalists, ” you said softly. “Yes, those are the downsides of his title. But don't worry, Leon enjoys the spotlight that's falling on him. He enjoys the fame and the many public appearances. ", Raihan said. He knew his rival and best friend well enough by now. You fell silent and got up to walk to the window and get a better look at the man at the center of this interview. Your look became a little worried, because although Leon had put on his usual smile, he looked pretty exhausted. He looked quite pale, despite his darker skin color and it seemed as if he had hardly slept recently. At least you could see his dark circles under his eyes. On this occasion you also remembered that his last message was a few days ago with the excuse that he had so much to do and at the moment didn't really know where his head was. At first you thought it was an excuse not to have to answer, but now that you saw him, he was really overwhelmed at the moment.

You were torn from your thoughts when you noticed a hand on your shoulder. You blinked and looked beside you when you saw Taiko's slightly grinning face. “Seems like our champion is very important to you. You're worried about his health, aren't you? ”The redhead asked mischievously. You knew why she was grinning like this. Now was Taiko's chance to strike back, for earlier. Because you would have to lie if you didn't think a little bit about the handsome purple-haired man since you met ..

"Nonsense. But I am a little tired. Let's move on to the history lesson tomorrow. By the way, my brother probably already misses me. After the appointment with Rose, he wanted to wait for me at the hotel to tell me how the conversation went. In any case, it was very nice to have made your acquaintance, Taiko and Raihan too. I have the feeling that we will meet a few more times. ", you smiled and then bowed politely as a farewell. Taiko grinned and gave you a thumbs up. "You can bet on it! Come safely to the hotel. Not that it's unsafe here in the city, but when it gets dark there could be strange figures walking around outside. ", The redhead warned. “Of course, I'll be careful. Anyway, I left my number for you Taiko. Just call me. See you! And thank you for the insight into Galar's history. Really interesting. ”With these words you said goodbye to your new friends. "Mmm, I wonder why she lied to us.", Sonia began after you had left the cafe. "Huh?" Raihan and Taiko looked questioningly at the orange-haired woman. Sonia then folded her arms. “[Y/n]s brother is at a long conference in Amila with Rose. Grandmother told me that, she knows every professor very well, including her father. And that means her brother isn't expecting her, you see? Why did she say that? ”She wondered then. "Mhmm .. Raihan pissed her off with his stupidity." Taiko said teasingly and Raihan then playfully put her in a headlock. "More like you shooshed her away with your intrusiveness!", He countered and the two laughed while they wrestled a little. Sonia just watched them with a sigh and then looked outside, where Leon was being questioned by reporters. "Is ... he the reason?"

To be continued..

#Chronicles of Galar #Leon #leon pokemon #pokemon leon #pkmn leon #champion leon #Raihan #Leon x Reader #pokemon #pokemon sword and shield #pokemon shsw

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mrpenguinpants · 3 years

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I played a round of Windtrace yesterday and I finally won as the hunter!!! It was the Dawn Winery map and one of the players jumped around in front of me before disappearing so I assumed they were trying to get behind me so I turned my camera just in time to see their invisibility wear off while they climbed on top of the building

So I caught them immediately as the round started and spent some time running around the grapevines where I found Mona hiding there w her sprint (I just got lucky w this lmao but pro tip to all hunters use sensor aura it's so much better than mysterious hunch)

And now it was just a matter of waiting for a favor so I could use hunter's intuition to catch the last rebel 👀

Anyway I was so proud of myself lmao but I had no one to tell this to so here I am XD

Also in the same day I got marked by hunter's intuition as a rebel but the hunter was playing as Fischl and I was using Kaeya so I legit just ran away from them for the whole rest of the round lol

I will say, being the Hunter sucks in this mode. I give so much respect to people that don't dodge when they're hunter.

I mean, look at this. What the fuck is this? Plus there was one spot for Diona you could go to in Liyue and you can pretty much afk. There was one hunter where I literally ran over her on top of a tree as Diona, turned into a scarecrow and ran right in front of her and she somehow didn't see me. I was in the secret chat with Childe and we were both "??? how tf did she not see you run right in front of her??"

I will say tho. Winning as the hunter is a massive "GOTCHA BITCH" moment for me. I only managed to win twice haha. But nice job!! I'm so proud of you. Mona is such a pain to deal with since she goes zoom.

It's actually terrifying and funny just running away from the hunter haha.

#cattycattitude #late mail #genshin #genshin impact #super duper big mwah #lovely person #ask

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laughing like there’s any other answer (part two)

part two to ‘laughing like there’s any good reason to smile’.

SUMMARY - maybe he should have ignored the voices above his room. pretended he was sleeping, or out, or mysterious murdered and unable to acknowledge that she was back, drunk again, and still laughing. but alas, the heart wants what it wants and it rarely thinks things through.

WARNINGS - egregious usage of the word ‘toothpaste’ at one point, some foul language, the avoidance of a lot of questions. one mention of throwing up (but it’s v quick and literally just two words and we skate past it, nothing graphic). also, poor onomatopoeia usage, as though i wasn’t an english fanatic in high school. WORD COUNT - 3790. diego hargreeves x female insert.

A/N - this was meant to be just a quick happy writ. and now it’s a bittersweet (more bitter than sweet) mess that’s just making this story more complicated, haha. but it’s fine, she says, nervously laughing like she hadn’t just mucked up the singular happy piece she’s ever written. i’m not sure how i’m doing, thanks for asking. :)

“IT’S ALL SO STUPID, DIEGO, BECAUSE PEOPLE COULD LIKE YOU.”

After the events of last week, Diego was certain he would never see her again.

Maybe he’d see her, but not her, her. Not the drunk-off-her-ass, mumbling about nonsense and threatening to throw herself out of cars woman, who laughed like she hadn’t a care in the world and called him really dumb, nonsensical nicknames for no reason at all. The one that he couldn’t get out of his head, no matter what he did; she haunted him even without being dead, and he was honestly impressed because that was a hard gift to master so fast.

No, that was a rare sighting of a weird miracle - like a double rainbow, just way less exciting and hopeful.

But as the week progressed, he had not heard from her at all. She was a ghost. He couldn’t find her anywhere, not at least where she would normally be. Diego was certain she wasn’t dead, because he would have heard about that, but apart from the most morbid of options, he was out of clues as to where she could possibly be.

He had not been sure how he felt about that. At first, the absence of her presence was a nice break, and he could do as he pleased without any arguments - but as the days went on and his dreams about the other night got stronger, he found himself curious. More than curious; worried. He didn’t want to have their last conversation be that bullshit.

“I like you, you know that?”

A week after they last spoke, and Diego was trying his very best to not care. It was a Tuesday, and Tuesdays were the days he ‘got off’. The stolen - ahem, borrowed - police scanner sat beside him, crackling every so often, but it didn’t say much more than the usual, professional bullshit that didn’t need his input on. He’d wait the night out, see if anything exciting happened, but he had a feeling it’d be a quiet night.

Diego stared at the punching bag in front of him, watching it sway every so gently. Sometimes he imagined a face on it, most times he didn’t, it was just fun to hit and slash. He probably shouldn’t, the little shits were expensive and Al hated his ass already, but-

THWANK.

To hell with it, anyways.

Two more knives joined their friends, quivering. But they didn’t stay long; Diego yanked them out of the soft flesh of the bag, groaning as he sank back down onto the chair. He threw them again, and then again, creating a sad pattern he often enjoyed after the work was done.

THWANK.

The silver metal glinted in the lamplight, cold and bright. The tip dug into the pad of his index finger; he ignored it and twirled the knife anyways.

THWANK.

An old song played in the back of his mind. He didn’t remember the words, but he remembered enough for it to be annoying as hell, repeating the few phrases over and over like a broken record. Diego tried to think of something else, replace the half-assed memory, and yet still the song played on. His only option was to try to listen to anything else, anything at all, but -

-THWANK.

It was quiet in the gym. The only people there were Al and himself, and neither were making much noise. He only knew the former was still there because of his groaning footsteps as he walked the worn wood above Diego’s head, and the occasional curse thrown out like a bullet towards nothing in particular. But the music of the daytime was gone, and with it had gone the hubbub of conversations, grunts and groans and whatever else atmospheric nonsense he normally got.

THWANK.

He didn’t like the quiet much. And he certainly did not like it then, with the stupid song stuck - why couldn’t he remember the name of it, or anything about it? Just a couple bars of an oldie he didn’t even like...some name with an ‘F’, maybe. A shithead singing out his poor heart for a love never returned back to him...why couldn’t there be any other song stuck?

Diego groaned and threw another knife. He poised another in his long fingers, twirling the handle without much thought before pulling back and -

“-what the hell don’t you get, huh?”

He froze. The knife fell from his hand; he fumbled to pick it up a second later, awkward and absent-minded. So focused on whatever Al was bitchin’ about then, he hardly realised he had squeezed too hard, and then-

“-OW!”

Diego roared with all the sound of a mouse, throwing himself off the chair and towards the small bathroom. The wound wasn’t deep, but it stung bright red and painful, scratching out his stupidness across his tender palm. He should have been more careful, he was always so careful with the things-

“-look...I know he’s here, mister!”

He paused again, scratch forgotten. That definitely was not Al.

“I don’t giv’a crap. We’re closed.”

“Uh...so why is this sign saying it’s open?”

“What - no, you just did that!”

Diego could scream. He would scream, if he wasn’t going to lose his job and home to Al’s pissed off ass - but he definitely, really wanted to, frustration bouncing around in his head like a toddler with a tantrum. Gone were all the thoughts of where Y/N was; all he could think about then, was stopping Y/N as soon as he possibly could.

He hurriedly wrapped gauze around his bleeding palm (which really didn’t do much, it just made the wound look worse) and left the bathroom. Taking the stair steps two at a time, it took him merely thirty seconds to get up to the main area.

“What the hell’s going on?”

“Ah - see, I knew you had him hidden away somewhere!”

Al spun around and fixed his glare on Diego. “You know this lunatic?”

He sighed and nodded (not because he wanted to, but because he had to - there was no way she would walk away from this quietly). “Yeah, I know her. I’ll take care of it, Al.”

“You know, I put up with every single one of your stupid stunts, but I don’t appreciate-”

“-yeah, yeah, I know. I know,” Diego nodded, pretending to listen without hearing a single word of his boss’ speech. “I got it. C’mon.”

Y/N perked up then and stumbled over to him with the biggest smile he might have seen her ever wear in his whole life. If he wasn’t so pissed off…

“What happened to your hand, dear boy?”

He quickly retracted his grip, hiding the injured limb from her sight. “Nothin’.”

“Diego, I’m not stupid.”

“You sure? Cause turning up here, in the middle of the goddamn night on a Tuesday-”

-she yanked her arm away from his tight grip and carried on without him. Even as he protested and hurried behind her, somehow she remained faster, racing down the stairs with the grace of a newborn deer. All limbs and stumbles, but not a care in the world as she shouted something back at him he couldn’t quite catch.

“You can’t just be here.”

“And why not? I mean, you’ve shown up at my place without-”

“-that’s different.”

She stopped then and turned just as he reached her. Both chests heaved, and her eyes darted about his face as though piecing together a mosaic. He just watched her.

“And why is it different, my dainty...dear...Diego?”

“I...I-”

“-gotcha,” she whispered, before pushing the door in with a laugh. “Gotcha, ha - you just got beat by me - how does that feel? How does that feel?”

Diego groaned. “You’re an asshole.”

“And you’re a loser,” she crowed back. But her interest quickly strayed from him, eyes tracing the walls of the tiny space. “You know, I’ve never been here before.”

“Yeah, well-”

“-I like it! I was worried it’d suck total ass, but honestly, out of aaaall the guys’ rooms I’ve seen, this...this is pre-tty close to the top.”

He wasn’t sure whether to take it as a real compliment or not, but at least she didn’t seem interested in a response. It gave him the chance to head back into the bathroom and collect the gauze he had left all over the ground.

“Don’t you have,” he grunted, peeling off the fabric to reveal the sliced palm underneath, “work tomorrow?”

“Work, shmork.”

His teeth gritted. It wasn’t a bad cut, not at all - but it always had to be the shallowest that hurt the most. “Thought you were married to that shit.”

“We’re getting a divorce.”

“Holy shi-give a man a warning,” he retorted, stepping back as much as he could. Though, in the tiny bathroom, there wasn’t much of that - the backs of his legs hit the shower curtain, and she just looked on with a sloppy smile and lidded eyes. “How’d you move so quietly--”

She waved off his question and pushed into the tiny room. “You’re gonna make a mess, trying to deal with that. Let me, loser.”

“You’re drunk.”

“Tipsy. And I’ve got the hands of a surgeon, with or without,” she grinned, refusing even the slightest rebuttal in her triumphant claims. Without any hesitation, she reached for the bottle of peroxide and promptly poured it down his hand like it was water off a duck’s back. Her expression didn’t shift when Diego shouted in pain; she just kept up the swift work with his hand as her hostage.

“You’re a dick.”

“And you’re a little baby.”

“Rude.”

She stuck her tongue out his way.

“You don’t need to-ow,” he hissed, when the gauze tightened too far against his palm. “I could have done it, asshole.”

Y/N’s smile slipped a little at that, and for a moment she didn’t respond; her hands just worked the white bandages around his own, and pressed it together. Finally, once the task was done though, her eyes lifted to his again.

“Sometimes, we need the most help, even when we insist on the opposite.”

“What’s that s’posed to mean?”

She shrugged. “Dunno. I might have made it up. But it sounded real nice, didn’t it?”

Diego just nodded.

“Can I…” her breath hitched, and somehow, she got even closer than before; he could make out every individual lash glint in the bathroom light, and the way her lips were swollen and a little bruised - he guessed from the constant worrying between her teeth. “Can I ask you a question, Diego?”

He nodded again.

Her hand ever so lightly grazed over his own; fingers tracing up with the delicacy of a flower. “Do you…”

His breath caught in his throat. Gone were all the frustrations at her of before; all he could think about was her, on repeat in his mind like an EDM song, blaring her name as explosions echoed in the distance. Wasn’t it just seconds before, that she was torturing him with peroxide? Why couldn’t he think about anything but her eyes, and lips, the way she just --

“W-what?”

“Do you have any toothpaste?”

Diego blinked, then again, unsure if he had just misheard her. “What?”

“Toothpaste. Y’know, the shit ta clean your teeth?” Her head cocked, her eyes singing laughter, “don’t tell me those pearlies are magic-”

“-I have toothpaste - why the hell do you need toothpaste?”

Once more, she looked like she was in on a joke he just didn’t get. “To brush my teeth with...duh. You think I’m just gonna scrub my tongue with a plain toothbrush? Jeez, Diego, how-”

-he cut her off with a grunt that really didn’t sound like any word in the English language and swung past. In the back of his head, he was murdering his subconscious and wishing the idiot would stop acting for itself. “Here,” he said, passing her the tube. “Knock yourself out.”

Y/N’s smile grew wider. “Kinky. But I’d rather just brush my teeth.”

“Jes-what does that even mean?!”

Diego, sadly, would never find out. He was left to simply watch her cross the room again, brandishing the tube with great pride in search of her purse - “I threw up on the way here,” she explained, “and I had my toothbrush, but no toothpaste! And I remembered, Diego has nice teeth, and obviously toothpaste is a necessity, so he must have toothpaste! I think that’s why I told the guy to drop me here, actually.”

“There - you know you’re making no sense, right?”

She shrugged, swooping past where he still stood again. She pulled a toothbrush out of its thin black case and started applying his toothpaste. He watched her, unsure what to do as she took over his bathroom and mumbled through an intense brushing session. Before he could even try to understand her, though, he realised something.

“Do you just carry around a toothbrush, wherever you go?”

Her motions paused for a second before resuming. It was so quick, a normal person would have just skipped right over it, but Diego gripped tight to maybe his only clue towards his personal investigation as to ‘what the hell she was doing there, and why’.

“I - I mwearn,” she paused, spitting out and resuming her brushing, “I dwown’t arwawys - swowry, wone swec.”

He waited.

“Sorry. I was saying, I don’t always have a toothbrush on me, but I did today, I had to pick up my stuff and I guess I just left this little guy in my bag. Which was lucky, right?”

Diego ignored her end question and pressed on. “Where were you picking up your stuff from? You’re moving?”

“Oh, ha - no, nothing like that. Just from a friend.” With a snap, the toothbrush had returned to its case and she was yet again pushing right past. That time, though, Diego followed.

“A friend?”

“You do know the definition of that word, right? I can-”

“-a friend that makes you get wasted after visiting with?”

Y/N pushed herself up her leaning, hands clutched tight to her tiny bag. Her smile still remained, but it wasn’t the easy one of just moments before; it was strained, forced onto unwilling cheeks like a suit of armour.

“I’m not wasted, dear, dapper, Diego. Far from it. If I was wasted, I’d be so much stupider than I am right now. I mean, I can-”

“-this the same friend from last week, too?”

“What? What are you-” Y/N swallowed. Her eyes slipped from his to her purse, watching her hands scrabble at the silver handle like it was her last lifeline. “Are you - I don’t get this routine, dude. I just needed toothpaste! I hate bad breath, don’t you?”

Diego stepped over and grabbed her hands in his uninjured one, pausing the frantic picking at the bag. It dropped with a solemn thud; neither looked down to it.

“What was that for?” She asked, quiet that time.

“You’re not here cause you needed toothpaste.”

“Do you want me to reimburse you for it? Cause I think I might have a dime somewhere, I don’t know how much you want but I’ll pay you back for the tiny, TINY amount of your precious paste I used.”

Diego groaned. For a moment, that flash of frustration flared up again and he was tempted to give up this at all. But it was easily quelled when he looked up again, seeing the worried look she badly covered up with a smile.

“Why’re you here, Y/N?”

“What d’y…” her bottom lip was tugged up into the grasp of her hungry teeth; they worried and nibbled without relief. “D’you want me to go?”

“No. No, I don’t want you to go.”

“Then just let it be, darling,” she sang softly, “and let’s let the toothpaste incident die.”

“No, cause…” his hand pressed softly into her palm, intertwining their fingers with a gentleness he himself didn’t know he possessed. “This is the second time now, you’ve come or called me after getting drunk off your ass, which really isn’t your style. I mean, you’re a freakin’ workaholic. It’s a Tuesday night. You’d be fast asleep right now.”

Her eyes shifted to just behind him, avoiding his soft stare. “You been stalking me or somethin’, my dear?”

“No, but I know you. You’re too caught up in making sure everyone thinks you’re Miss Perfect to be late for shit. Let alone hungover.”

“Well…” she sighed, a sad little sound that barely echoed from her own lips. She seemed to contemplate his words, tossing them over before throwing them away and moving right along. “You really think of me like that? You think everyone does?”

Diego frowned. “Like what?”

“Miss Perfect? Miss - miss -” her hand grew a little clammy in his grasp; she was getting nervous, and he supposed the alcohol wasn’t helping. “-you think of me as a stick in the mud, Diego? I’m not interesting or exciting, just a plain Jane who-”

“-I think you’re fascinating,” he murmured, even without thinking. He almost regretted the words the second they slipped from his mouth; her gaze snapped to his, wide-eyed and confused, and he could just see the cogs working behind her head. He wasn’t even sure where the words came from, or why they had - he hadn’t thought about anything past getting our where she was, and yet…

“You don’t even like me.”

Diego sighed and held her hand a little tighter. His injured palm came to rest over them, squeezing even with the twinge of pain. “Course I like you. You said that last week.”

“Did I?” She laughed, but it was shrill and pitiful. A mere shell of the glorious sounds that had filled his car days prior; if he hadn’t pressed every sound to his memory permanently, he’d have never known she was the same person. “I - doesn’t sound like me. Are you pulling my leg, Diego?”

He ignored her awkward question, pressing on. “That was the first time I’ve ever heard you laugh. You know that? And we’ve known each other for a while.”

“I’ve laughed before, dummy.”

“That’s - those - those’re bullshit laughs, professional garbage,” he responded, each word growing a little bit stronger. “I heard you laugh your ass off to nothing at all in my car last week, and it was be...n-nice. That’s the shit I know that’s real. Not this game you’re playin’ with yourself.”

Y/N still wouldn’t look at him, no matter how he pressed against her hand, or stared her down. Her eyes rested on a space past him, but they grew sadder by the second, losing that little spark of drunken happiness she had forced to build before.

“The Y/N I know,” Diego continued, made bold by a feeling he didn’t recognise, “doesn’t take shit from anybody. You don’t think twice; you just do. You trust your gut and it’s almost always right. Sure, sometimes you screw up, but…”

“...not sometimes, dear. Always.”

“No, not-”

“-dear me, I don’t know why I came here,” she muttered, and within a single pull, she was free and pushing away from him. “Sorry, Diego, I mean - it’s a Tuesday! You’ve got your little black-leather Batman fantasy and I’ve got work tomorrow. You know, I’ve been prepping for this meeting and it’s going to be good, I just need to finish those blasted points…”

She rattled on about nothing at all, repeating phrases and half-mumbling the words as she gathered her dropped belongings up. Her jacket, the bag that had fallen between them before, and something he couldn’t quite catch that had slipped out with it.

And Diego, stupidly, just watched.

“You be careful, okay? And-” she paused then, swaying ever so slightly in the windless room, “-just watch yourself. It’s a shitty world, and I can’t have the one person that - that - well, I don’t know where I’m going with this thought, it’s going to stop now. Ha...yeah, no. Just be safe, and make sure you get your six to nine hours or whatever bull...shit…” A sob ended the sentence, soft and sad and joined right after by a loud sniffle.

Diego still watched in silence.

“I know you don’t like me,” she muttered, voice growing raspy from presumably, tears building behind shitty defenses, “and that’s okay. But I...I appreciate you putting up with me. You’re a good guy, Diego. And that’s good. That’s nice. I think you might just be the last goddamn nice guy in this whole city...hm. Should get you a medal, or something. That’d make a good t-shirt…”

He watched her cross and head up the stairs, staggering on one but regaining her balance quickly. And just as she opened the door-

“-you can’t go home by yourself.”

Y/N stopped still and took in his words. She nodded slowly. “Sure...you’re...um, yeah. I’ll call my si...or...my friend, she’s at my place so...uh-huh.”

“C’mon, I’ll just-”

“-you’ve done enough for me tonight, dear,” she smiled, and he could just make out the glint of a tear on her cheek. “Let’s see if your boss won’t do me a favour, too.”

“Y/N.”

She mock-glared, though the expression wasn’t held long. “Diego - see, I can do that too.”

“Let me take you home.”

“This is good, trust me. I’ll...she has my car, so I’ll just call it in. I’ll be gone in four shakes of a scout’s tail, or…that’s not right.” She smiled. “Doesn’t matter. Thanks for the toothpaste, darling boy.”

“B-be safe...”

“I will,” she promised, still smiling like there was any reason to. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to waste anymore of your time, not going to make you have to save me...yeah. See you, Diego.”

She shut the door then, leaving him alone in the heavy silence.

Moments later, he heard the familiar voices above him again.

“Sir, sorry, if you don’t mind…”

“Great Scott, girl - did he do this to you?!”

“Oh, Diego? No, he’s a lovely boy and he was actually being very sweet, I just...I was just thinking about my grandma, and I...I need to make a call?”

The conversation continued, with Al trying his best to console Y/N, and her repeating - even on the phone - that she would be just fine, and that ‘she was awfully sorry for her behaviour, she’s not really the sort to play such sad pranks but desperate times called for bad measures’. Eventually, then, the voices faded, with her wishing him a cheery goodbye and footsteps clunking against the ceiling.

And it was only as her steps died into silence and the door clanged shut, that Diego unfroze from his standing position and realised what a deep, deep, ‘idiot’s only’ grave he had just dug for himself.

#the umbrella academy x reader #diego hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves oneshot #tua x reader #diego hargreeves reader insert #part two

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dialovers-translations · 2 years

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Diabolik Lovers DARK FATE ー Shin Dark [09]

ー The scene starts on the street to school

Carla: Shin. Go and thoroughly sniff out the manor one more time.

Shin: Yeah, yeah, I know. One of them might still be around after all.

Guess I’ll hunt down whoever was left behind.

Yui: ( Hunt down...!? )

Shin: Ah, right. You should come with me, Yui.

One of them might just show up when they get a whiff of your blood.

ーー Let’s go!

Yui: Wah...!

ー The scene shifts to the living room of the Sakamaki manor

Shin: ...Hmー... Guess there’s nobody here after all.

Yui: ( He took me with him to the Sakamaki manor but...It really is deserted... )

( When I first came here, I never thought I would one day feel this way... )

Shin: Hey. Why do you seem so relieved? Isn’t this house a place of nightmares for you?

Yui: That’s noーー

Shin: ーー Not true, you say?

Then I definitely have to flatten it to the groundーー!

*Thud*

*CRASH*

Yui: ( T-The manor is being demolished...! )

Selection

→ How could you!

Yui: Wha!? How could you!

Shin: Oh shut up already!

→ Stop it already! (♡)

Yui: Stop it already!

Shin: ...Hehe, when you say that, I only want to destroy it even more, you know?

Shin: ーー I’m in a foul mood. So just shut up and watch. Don’t even think about trying anything funny.

ーー Ugh!

*THUD*

Yui: ( Aah, he’s tearing the whole place down... )

*Thud*

Shin: Take this...You Vampire trash!

*Thud*

Shin: Those cowards! I can’t believe they’d flee to the Demon World!!

Yui: ( ...The Demon World... )

( ーー Right! )

( If I recall correctly, there’s a door which leads to the Demon World located in the basement of this manor. If only I could get there... )

...

Shin: Hehe. At this rate, I might as well thrash the whole manor...!

ーー Oryah!

*THUD*

Yui: ( ...This is my chance...If I run now...! )

( Quietly...Step by step...So he doesn’t notice me. )

*THUD*

Yui: ...Uu.

ー Yui runs towards the underground waterway

Yui: Haah, haah, haah...

( Somehow I made it here without being noticed by Shin-kun... )

( I’m pretty sure the door should be right up ahead. I should be almost there... )

( ...Everyone... )

( ...At first, I was terribly afraid of you all... )

( And even right now, it’s terrifying to have my blood sucked. But still... )

( When I think back to it now, I already realize that at least I wasn’t alone. )

( Even though my Father was gone...I was never alone. )

( I do think there is something wrong with me to have grown accustomed to living with Vampires. )

( But, I... )

( Maybe, at one point or another... )

*Flash*

Yui: Hm...?

*Flash*

Yui: ( ...Ah...That door... )

ー Yui runs up to the gate to the Demon World

Yui: H-Here it is...! The portal to the Demon World...!

( Thank god...I should be safe now...I’m tearing up...from the sudden relief... )

( Almost there...! )

???: ...Haha...

Yui: ...!!

???: I’d feel bad if I caught you right away, so I let you run free for a bit.

Don’t tell me...Did you really think you had outrun me?

Yui: ( Aah...I... )

*Rustle*

Shin: ーー There, gotcha. Too bad.

I better punish this naughty girl!

ー He tightens his grip

Yui: ...!! O-Ow...!

Shin: Hahー... Didn’t I tell you?

I warned you not to try anything funny because I’m in a bad mood right now...!

*THUD*

*CRASH*

Yui: ( Aah! The door to the Demon World is crumbling...!! )

Shin: I’m not done yet, you know? ーーThere!

*Thud*

Yui: Kyaah!

Shin: Hehe. Honestly, you look best when laying miserably fallen over on the floor like that.

How pitiful...I’m sure you realize that yourself as well, but you really are pathetic.

Still...Shall I make you feel even more miserable?

Nn...!

ー Shin bites her

Yui: Ah...! N-No...

Shin: Go on and protest some more. Those cries of yours kind of get me going.

Nn...Haah...Nn...Phew...

Yui: ( Aah...I was so close...I almost made it to the others... )

Shin: Haah...You’re such a pitiful creature, having your blood sucked at this place like you’re just a piece of trash on the floor.

But the two of us, you see...We’re only interested in your body after it has been purified.

That’s why...I’ll speed up the process. Nn...Haah...

Hehe, I wonder what kind of face they would make if they saw you like this. Aah, what a lovely thought...!

Monologue

While I’m here pathetically getting my blood sucked, a thought crosses my mind.

ーー I cannot escape.

I’ve felt that way plenty of times before.

And now once more, that same feeling wells up.

I wonder how many times I have to go through this cycle?

Is it my own fault for being powerless (無力)?

Or perhaps their existence is simply too overwhelming (圧倒的)?

...No, the answer to that question no longer matters.

No matter what it may be, or regardless of what is correct,

I would still...be at their mercy.

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #shin tsukinami #dark fate #diabolik lovers translation #dfshindark9

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Three’s A Crowd

Summary: Y/N and Natalie go to a Dolan Twins house party and end up having a threesome with Grayson.

Warnings: Mature content. [smut, threesome, choking, ffm]

Word Count: 3.4K

Note: I started writing this like two months ago and finally finished it. Haha Enjoy! ;)

Tags: @aquadolan, @nataliesgringa, @milliondollardolan, @ryxgrantdolan, @vinylhazza, @devilishdolans, @plantbasedgray, @persistenceofmemories, @blindedbythelightt, @dolan-bliss, @episkygrant, @ethanhes, @joyrivh, @dolandolll

You arrived at the Dolan Twins house and there was loud music bumping through. There were pretty white lights up, illuminating the pool out front. “You want a swig?” Natalie handed you a Gatorade bottle. “What is it?” you asked as you started to take a sip. “Everclear, vodka, a white claw,” You choked a little. “Oh and a little Gatorade.” “Yeah I figured from the bottle.” You both giggled. “Let’s go!” You both started walking up the long driveway. “Let me text them.” You looked around the party. There were a lot of people here, some you recognized and some you didn’t. “Oh there they are!” Natalie waved at them. “Hey Nat!” Grayson pulled Natalie in for a hug. “Hi” Ethan hugged Natalie and then they both hugged you. You couldn’t tell if it was the ungodly concoction Natalie made you drink or what but you swore their eyes sparkled. “Hi I’m y/n.” “Nice to meet you.”

Someone shouted and you heard something break. “Yo what the fuck?” Ethan yelled across the lawn. “I gotta go see what happened. Have fun tonight guys.” Ethan walked away. “Can I get you guys something to drink?” Grayson asked. “Sure” Natalie said and the three of you walked into the house. You walked into a beautiful kitchen island with snacks and a big punch bowl on it. “Help yourselves.” “Do you want one?” you offered. “No thanks I don’t drink.” “He throws parties but he doesn’t drink? How does that work?” Nat asked. He giggled. “Basically our friends made this.” “Well if you don’t drink, do you want a snack?” you asked. “Well I can’t have any of the snacks cuz I’m vegan.” “You have shitty friends.” Natalie said. “So you don’t drink and you’re vegan, what do you do for fun?” “I have my ways.” he took a sip from his water bottle. “Well I see all your tattoos.” y/n looked down at his legs. “Yeah that’s kinda my only outlet.” “I’m sure you have others.” Grayson smirked. You coughed. “Well this is a really nice house,” you said looking around. “Yeah, me and Ethan just moved in. Do you want a tour?” “Yes, I’ve been waiting to see the new place.” Natalie said. “Let’s go.” He led you guys back outside. “Well this is the pool. Yo E did you figure out what they broke?” “Yeah the ice sculpture fell.” “Ice sculpture? Why do we have an ice sculpture?” “It was a vibe bro.” “Alright well the vibe is broken. Just make sure nothing else breaks please.” “You got it boss.” Ethan walked away. “It’s a miracle he was born before me.” You both laughed. “Anyway there shouldn’t be any more sculptures so let’s go back inside.” He showed you to his room. “This is my room.” You looked around and immediately noticed the record player and the piano. “You play?” you said rubbing your hand across it. “A little.” “I love Tame Impala.” Nat said looking at his record collection. “Did you go to Coachella?” “Yeah, did you?” “Yeah, you don’t watch David’s vlogs?” she giggled. “I’m kidding.” “Not really. I don’t really watch other YouTubers that much.” “Well then what do you watch?” “What does everyone watch when they’re alone?” he smirked. “Ah gotcha. Well then you know the follow up question.” “What site?” “No, which category?” “I don’t know, whatever’s trending on the Pornhub page, I guess.” “But I mean what really gets you off? Like where you’re so turned on that your heart starts racing and you almost feel bad for watching it but it feels too good to stop?” She raised her eyebrow. “Lesbian?” “Oh, so you like watching two girls together?” “Yeah doesn’t everyone?” “Interesting, well, have you ever had a threesome?” “Almost.” You raised your eyebrows. “Would you wanna have one tonight?” She looked between the two of you. “Right now?” “Yeah” “You seem a little tense from that ice sculpture and this has to be that other outlet you were talking about right?” “Yeah it was.” “I’m gonna go freshen up.” She left and went to the bathroom. “How has Nat never brought you to one of our parties?” “I just moved here, I was in San Francisco but I just moved to LA.” “Oh, cool.” There was a pause. “So did you have fun at Coachella last year?” “Okay you can’t act like that conversation didn’t just happen?” “I mean it's awkward.” You giggled. “I mean what do you think?” “I think your blanket’s really soft,” you rubbed it. “Don’t change the subject,” he grinned. “C’mon tell me what you’re really thinking.” You took a big sip of your drink. “Okay I’ve low-key been in love with my best friend for a couple of years and she looks so hot tonight.” “Oh dang I was thinking both of you were hot, there goes my shot with you.” “I mean not necessarily, I’m bi,” you smiled up at him. “Oh that’s cool. Well I would be honored to be a second option.” he smiled and grabbed your hand. Natalie came back from the bathroom, “So have we decided?” she asked. Grayson looked over at you. “Fuck it.” you said. You got up and kissed her and pulled her on top of you. “Fuck,” Grayson whispered. You pulled away from her and grabbed him by the shirt. “C’mere, second option,” you whispered. He giggled. “Or should I say equal option,” you whispered in his ear. He smiled and kissed your neck. “Hey don’t leave a bitch out.” Nat looked at both of you. Grayson leaned over and they both made out. It was pretty hot. They both pulled away. “So who wants to get eaten out first?” He smirked. “Or we could both suck your dick?” Nat smiled. “But I can’t come first, I gotta save it.” “Fine, let y/n go first. She’s been staring at you all night.” she smirked. “Alright.” He came back to kiss you and it was so intense. Natalie came and kissed your neck. Grayson started kissing down your body. He lifted up your shirt and licked one of your nipples. Nat leaned down and licked the other one. They both kissed down your stomach. He took off your skirt and your underwear. He started passionately kissing your thighs, mixing his saliva with your wetness. Nat started kissing you and rubbing your tits. Gray licked along your pussy lips, teasing you, licking everywhere but where you wanted, no needed him too. “Please,” you moaned out. “Please what?” he asked. “Please lick my clit.” “You do know where that is right?” Nat asked. “Yes, I’ve done this before.” When his tongue moved up about two inches, you could feel he definitely knew where it was. “Fuck” you moaned. He placed his mouth around your clit and started sucking. “Oh my God, Grayson,” you moaned out. “Fuck” Natalie started kissing your neck. “Does that feel good?” she asked. “Hmm,” you moaned and gave her innocent eyes. “Stop Gray you’re gonna make her cum.” she giggled. He kept licking your clit and made you grab onto his hands and held you down. He let go of one of your hands and put two fingers inside you. He curled his fingers and hit your G-spot. “Oh my God,” you cried out. It felt so good, a single tear dripped down your face. “Well that’s not the only thing that’s dripping,” Natalie said, wiping away the tear. “Damn Gray you really know what you’re doing. Are you ready to cum y/n?” “Yeah,” you said. With one rather strong curl of his fingers you felt your toes curl and you came and squirted on his face. He kissed back up your body and kissed you, making you taste yourself. He then made you suck on his fingers. “You taste so good,” he said, licking the rest off. “My turn,” Natalie said. “You’re such a brat.” “I know,” she smiled. They started making out. He started kissing down her body. “Y/n rub her clit since I apparently don’t know where it is.” Natalie pouted. He placed his tongue inside her. “No please Grayson please lick my clit.” “Nah I don’t like being undermined. Y/n can handle that.” He winked at you. “Alright well as long as someone’s going to.” You started kissing down her body and placed your mouth on her clit. Fuck, she tasted good. Grayson kept his tongue inside her. The sound of both your mouths on her was so hot. “Fuck, y/n,” she moaned out. Grayson popped his head up. “Alright so you’re not even gonna moan my name.” “Well you’re the one who refused to lick my clit.” He rolled his eyes playfully and got back to work. “Oh my God, I’m gonna cum,” she grabbed onto your hair and she squirted on Grayson’s face. You kissed Natalie and let her taste herself. Then she kissed Grayson. “Your turn,” she smiled playfully. She pulled off his gray sweatpants. His cock was so hard and leaking precum. “Fuck, I almost came in my pants after tasting both of you.” You kissed him and Nat started kissing down his body. You followed suit. You ran your tongue along his abs and the veins right above his cock. Nat pulled his sweats off revealing his long dick. “Wow” both of you whispered. “What?” He asked. “It’s so big,” Nat said. “And thick,” you added. He blushed. “Well I’m excited.” He leaned back. Nat went for his balls and you went for his length, coating him with your saliva. You took him all the way down your throat. “Fuck,” he moaned out. You felt your pussy dripping more as you felt him in your throat. You looked up at him through your eyelashes. Fuck, he really was so gorgeous. His long hair curling down around his strong jawline which was clenched. His hazel eyes closing and his full lips parting. Damn you really wanted to make him come. Natalie looked so hot with his balls in her mouth. “Please keep sucking my cock. I really wanna come down your throat,” he said looking straight into your eyes. “Hey what about my throat?” Nat asked. “I’m saving yours for your pussy.” He leaned his head back. “Fine, it probably tastes like battery acid anyway.” “Not with my vegan diet.” You giggled around his cock. He winked at you. You continued sucking his cock and stroking him. Natalie sucked his balls. “Fuck I’m gonna come.” He shot his load down your throat. You made out with Natalie so she could taste him too. “Fuck that’s so hot.” “You like watching us swap your cum.” Natalie said wiping some off the side of her mouth and licking it off of her fingers. “Yeah and I’m gonna like it even better when it's dripping out of you.” She giggled. “Lay back” she said. He obliged. She spread her legs to ride him and the sight of her dripping wet pussy made you throb. She slowly slid down his length and he stretched her asscheeks out. His silver Rolex around his wrist made this image even hotter. “C’mere y/n rub her clit for me.” You came behind Natalie and moved your hand down and started rubbing her clit. She moaned and threw her head back. “Keep doing that,” she moaned out. “What are you gonna do with your hands Gray?” “Do you like choking?” he asked. “Yeah but I think y/n would be more into that.” She smiled back at you. “Would you like that?” He asked you. “She’s so submissive for you Gray.” Natalie answered. “I mean yeah basically.” You giggled. You kept rubbing Natalie’s clit and Grayson kept fucking into her. You felt her clench around your fingers and she came. “Fuck” she moaned out. “Your turn,” Natalie turned around and pinned you to the bed and kissed you. Natalie grabbed your tits and ran her hand down your body and started rubbing your clit. “Fuck,” you moaned out. “Look how wet she is for us Gray.” “Yeah it’s pretty hot.” he smirked in a low voice. Grayson grabbed your other tit and ran his hand down your body and rubbed at your entrance. He slowly stuck his fingers in, making you moan. Natalie still rubbing your clit, it was all too much. Grayson took his other hand and wrapped it around your neck. “Is this okay? Do you like that?” “Yes.” you smiled. “I think she’s ready for your cock now.” Natalie said. He pulled his fingers out and lined himself up to your entrance. He slid himself in slowly. Your pussy adjusted to his girth. “Fuck, Gray” you moaned out. “You know what would be hot?” he said. “If Natalie rode your face.” he smirked. “I know you’re a good girl, who can handle both.” A blush crept on your face. “We’ll see who can eat me out better.” Natalie smirked. She swung her thigh over your face and positioned herself. You leaned up to lick at her pussy lips. Her wetness dripped onto your lips. You lapped at her clit and she moaned out your name. Grayson pushed himself in and out of you and started rubbing your clit. It was an overwhelming sensation and you felt that warm familiar feeling in your stomach. His dick felt so good inside you, stroking that perfect spot over and over again. You sucked on Natalie’s clit and you felt her moan vibrate in her thighs. You reached up to grab one of her tits and gently pulled on her nipple. She moaned and you felt her getting wetter and wetter. You fingered her and kept licking her clit. “I’m gonna come, oh my God.” You kept stroking her G-spot and sucking her clit. You felt her convulse and squirt on your face. “C’mon Gray, you gotta make her come too.” “Trying to.” His eyes started to close and he tilted his head back. “Wait I thought you were supposed to come in my pussy?” Natalie said. “Fuck, okay. I gotta take care of her first.” The wet sound of him fucking you, made you close your eyes in ecstasy. He kept rubbing your clit and you loved the tightness of his grip around your throat. Natalie started rubbing your hair and made out with you. “You’re doing so good, taking his cock so well,” she whispered to you. You suddenly came and felt yourself squirt onto his abs. He kept rubbing your clit until you were a bit overstimulated. “That's my girl.” Grayson said and leaned down to kiss your neck. “I think I need a break but I can lean back and watch.” he smirked. “I’ll choose who I’m gonna give my load to.” Natalie gripped your neck and said, “C’mon let’s give him a show.” You both made out while Grayson watched both of you. Precum leaking out of his tip. “I haven’t tasted you yet and I've been dying to all night.” she whispered in your ear. She kissed your neck and gripped your ass. You looked over at Grayson, who was biting his lip and looked very much like he was enjoying himself. His hands behind his head to keep from teasing his cock. She kissed down your body and started licking and sucking on your nipples. “Natalie,” you moaned out. She kissed her way down your stomach and made her way to your thighs. She trailed sloppy, wet kisses up both of your thighs. She kissed and licked up your pussy lips. She licked from your entrance up to your clit and your hips bucked forward. “Fuck,” you grabbed your tits and looked over at Grayson, his eyes filled with lust. She continued licking and sucking on your clit. Your wetness mixed with her saliva, filled the room with its loud, wet sounds. She fingered you and stroked your G-spot. You gripped her hair as she kept eating you out. You loved hearing how wet you were. Grayson came over to the bed and started rubbing your hair. “You're doing so good. Does that feel good? Her tongue on your clit?” “Mmm.” you moaned out. “Are you gonna squirt again?” He smirked. The pleasure was too overwhelming for you to answer. He leaned down to kiss you. She stroked your G-spot a little harder and with her lips around your clit, you came again and squirted on her face. "I thought you were supposed to be watching us.” Natalie said. “I couldn’t resist.” “You wanna taste her?” Natalie offered him her fingers. He sucked your wetness off her fingers and you throbbed. Natalie leaned in to kiss him. “So who gets your load?” “I think we know the answer to that.” he said and looked over at you. “I do love a creampie but our little slut did so good tonight, squirting on both of us.” She smiled and leaned over to kiss you. “Do you want me to come in you?” He looked over at you, his hazel eyes glistening. “Yeah,” you said hazily, still high from the orgasm Natalie gave you. He laid back on the bed. “Come ride me then.” he smirked. “I’m tired.” He giggled. Your wetness dripping down your thighs, you lined your entrance up and sank down onto his length. The sensation of him filling you up, making your thighs burn. You grabbed onto the headboard and started riding him. Your ass slapped against his thighs. Natalie came behind you and grabbed your tits. She kissed your neck and rubbed your clit. Grayson’s cock felt so good inside you. “Fuck, I think I’m gonna come.” He fucked up into you and came inside you, the warm liquid filling up your pussy. You moaned at the feeling and came on his cock and on Natalie’s fingers rubbing your clit. You pulled yourself off and Natalie fingered you, getting some of his cum and letting you taste him. She spread your legs. “Look at your cum spilling out of her, fuck.” “That's hot.” He smirked. You kissed him and made him taste himself. You laid on his chest and Natalie followed suit. “Well that was fun, you guys are definitely coming to all our parties from now on.” “Yeah definitely.” Natalie said looking over at you. You nodded sleepily. You wrapped your arms around Grayson’s chest and grabbed Natalie’s waist. You felt yourself drift off to sleep, Natalie's taste still on your lips and Grayson’s cum dripping out of you.

#writings

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stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale · 3 years

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what are your top ten favorite things from ANf? this ones a toughie.

Oof, okay, sure. Top 10 favorite things about ANF... I can think of 10 things, uhhh...:

10. Tripp vs. Ava

Yeah, I know-- why would I put this on a favorites list? Well, because it’s actually pretty good, and what I mean by this is I enjoy the twist of it all.

This isn’t the first vs choice we’ve been presented within this series. In s1, we had to pick between Carley and Doug, and whoever we didn’t pick died. In s2, we had to pick between Jane and Kenny, and whoever we didn’t pick died.

So when we get to ANF, you’re thinking that this is just another situation where whoever you pick will live while the other one will die. But then Joan’s like “Haha gotcha bitch” and murders the one you pick to live. It’s a slap in the face and I love it.

Though it does kind of suck that Joan is literally the most boring antagonist in twdg. This is the only interesting thing she pulls, but at least it’s a good one.

9. Javi and Gabe’s father/son relationship

This one is so low on the list because there was still a lot to be desired with this relationship, but what we did get was enjoyable. I know Gabe gets a lot of shit but his relationship with Javi is really nice and I wish they had focused on it some more.

Like when they’re breaking in to steal the group guns and Javi’s giving Gabe a bunch of advice on who to trust and it’s super good! Or when Gabe tells Javi that he wants to be like him?? that he sees Javi as a father figure?? It left me wanting more! Why focus on the dumb shit with Kate when you could focus on Gabe and Javi’s relationship and growth??

8. Ava knocking Tripp down on his ass with a single punch

Ava is my queen. Her knocking the beast of a man known as Tripp down with a single punch is my favorite thing.

I just... what else is there to say?

7. Muh boy Conrad

I love Conrad so much as a character, but I also love the fact that there are so many opportunities to get him killed... which I realize is an odd thing to say about a character I enjoy, but I like it because it’s different than anything twdg has done.

I do get why I a lot of people don’t save him because of the situation with Clem, Gabe, and Javi..... but I’m willing to keep him alive to finish his arc rather than kill him off. Even if Gabe and Clem are all pissy at me afterward.

Also, javirad is OTP but y’know.

6. Tripp and Javi’s bromance

What can I say? I love a good bromance, and these two got it. If I can’t have an actual romance between these two, I’ll settle for a bromance. I enjoy the talk they have about romance and love, it’s super sweet. And I love their dynamic and chemistry. Super good... until Tripp fucking dies but that’s the way these things tend to go.

5. Multiple button presses

Auuuuuughhhhh I love multiple button presses. ANF did it perfectly with the buttons appearing on the actual walkers and I love it. I wish TFS had kept more of these in, but they only had one at the end when AJ stabs a walker a bunch of times in the barn.

Yeah, it’s a bit dumb but I don’t care. I get a strange joy out of the multiple button presses. Don’t judge.

4. David Garcia

Yeah, I know... not a lot of people love David and I get it, but damn it, he’s a bitch and I love him.

I love him as an antagonistic character, his voice acting is terrific, he has so many compelling moments... I just wish ANF wasn’t a mess so it could’ve given David the total treatment he deserved.

I enjoyed the strained sibling relationship he has with Javi [most of the time] but GOD they really ruin it by throwing Kate into the mess. If they took Kate out of the equation, we could’ve had a story about two brothers reconnecting in a broken world while dealing with a corrupt community and taking care of Gabe and Mariana.

But no. Sigh.

Anyway, David’s a jerk but I like him anyway.

3. Multiple endings

Yeah, I like that there’s many different endings depending on what Clementine you get and who you choose to go after. I usually have Clementine come with me to get David and Gabe, which results in Kate getting killed and turning into a walker, but there are way more endings that it. I like that.

I mean, why not give it multiple endings if you’re never gonna revisit these characters, y’know?

2. The opening of ep1

Despite what a mess it is, ANF has the greatest opening in the entire series. Everything about it is perfect-- introducing us to Javier, finding out that his father is dead and he wasn’t around, David’s anger, his father turning into a walker and a baby Mariana wanting to bring him a cup of water, them discovering their father before he attacks..... every thing is SO DAMN GOOD.

It’s actually insane that it’s this good, because the rest of it is a mess.

1. Javier Garcia

Surprised? Well, you shouldn’t be. Javi’s my favorite character to come out of ANF and he’s a fantastic playable character. I love Javier Garcia more than he loves pudding, and that’s saying something.

He’s entertaining, he loves his family, he’s strong and good with a bat, he’s got great hair, and he’s so damn likable. Oh, and bisexual. He’s canonically bisexual and that’s neat.

We don’t talk about Javi enough. We should fix that.

#asks #twdg javi #twdg david #twdg tripp #twdg ava #twdg gabe #twdg kate #twdg mariana #twdg joan #twdg conrad #twdg clementine

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kyodzuken · 4 years

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boyfriend does my makeup tag - kim minkyu

'hello, my lovely friends and fans!' you beamed into the camera, doing jazz hands as the slight echo of whatever movie minkyu was watching played in the background. 'first of all, i know it's been a while since i got on my ass to upload, my apologies.' you laughed a bit, clapping your hands together. 'also, sorry for the sound... my boyfriend's watching a movie, and since a video was long overdue...' you stated, extending the last couple words, 'i thought i should hurry up and post!'

after doing your usual intro, asking your fans to like and subscribe, and to follow your tiktok, you sighed, leaning back in your chair as you begun the video. 'okay, so this week i wanted to do a let's play, since y'all truly enjoyed the chaotic... energy of that video, and since y'all love to see me scream my ass off. but, due to popular demand, i'm going to do a video with my boyfriend!' you exclaimed, smiling giddily at the camera. 'ever since i posted that one tiktok, you guys wouldn't shut up about him!' you laughed, reminiscing about the video you'd posted a couple days back on your tiktok account.

you shushed the camera, smiling before turning it around to face minkyu, who'd been watching a drama, eyes watching the bright monitor of his computer steadily. you giggled a bit off camera, doing your best to be stealthy as to not alert minkyu to your phone camera.

you entered from the side, tiptoeing over as you made your way onto his lap, koala hugging him; his expression turning quickly from shock to endearment. he grinned, leaning back as he wrapped your arms around your neck and kissed you on the cheek tenderly, leaning his head on your shoulder.

'gotcha.' you whispered, earning a chuckle from the brown-haired boy; forgetting the camera as you both dozed off.

'uh... yeah. so, without further ado – this is boyfriend does my makeup tag!' you grinned, as minkyu entered the room hesitantly.

'do i have to do this, y/n?' he rolled his eyes, sitting down next to you as you playfully elbowed him.

'yes, yes you do. how else do i secure the bag?' you whined, flicking your hair off your shoulder jokingly as he laughed at your expression. 'okay,' you started, turning to face the camera. 'so, i won't tell you any of my products, or the order i do them in, it's all up to you babe.' you explained as minkyu's almost terrified face made you giggle. 'it's not that hard – didn't you do a makeup class on produce?' you questioned.

'well, yes, but that took what? three minutes? and you spend at least three hours per day.' he said, looking at the camera and back to you. 'and i'll watch every second of it, every time.' he mumbled only loud enough for you to hear – a pink blush dusting over your cheeks.

'o-okay, haha.' you stuttered awkwardly, the taller boy smiling at your flustered expression as you motioned for him to begin the process. 'i just hope i don't look bad after this.' you said, earning a tsk and a 'you never look bad, baby.' from him.

minkyu grabbed your face, rummaging through the products laid out in front of him before settling on your foundation, smacking a glob of it onto your face. 'oh, good- no, nevermind. not good. not good.' you laughed.

'stop moving! i'm working on my masterpiece!' the boy jokingly stated whilst pouting.

'awe, okay, sorry!' you giggled.

the rest of the video wasn't much different – minkyu slapping big splatters of this and that onto your face, as well as you cracking jokes causing the both of you to stop and laugh. you knew at the back of your mind that your fans would love this – the undeniable chemistry combined with the crackhead energy that almost exuded from both of you was sure to be a hit.

'kim minkyu!' you gasped.

'what?' he stared at you, wholeheartedly confused and dazed.

'you just... my brows... oh my god.' you uttered before bursting into a laugh. the inexperienced brunette had unknowingly applied nearly ten coats of brow tint, making your brows look like sharpies. 'i can't even see them, but lord, i just know they're clapped-' you giggled.

'shh! firstly, don't be mean, i'm sensitive. secondly, they look great, thank you very much!' he scoffed, much to your amusement.

'but-' you opened your mouth to complain, only to be silenced by minyku.

'i will literally harvest your toes if you critique my excellence.' you laughed at your boyfriend's actions, as his grip on your face tightened. '(y/n) on god ... stop. moving.' he stated, pouting as you attempted to stop the giggles erupting from your mouth.

'okay, okay!!' you smiled, minkyu's face lighting up at your cute expression, as he pinched your cheek before returning to his self-claimed 'masterpiece.'

you knew this video was going to take hours to edit, the amount of times minkyu tried to kiss you, or fucked up and accidentally said some "naughty" words, was going to leave you sitting on your chair editing for eons. you smiled at the thought, however, because you knew that watching it was going to remind you of exactly how much you loved the goofball boyfriend that sat in front of you currently, doing your makeup and trying his best.

'why the smile?' the boy asked, as you jumped a little in surprise.

'hm?' you questioned.

'the smile. why are you smiling?' he repeated, eyes still focused on your left lip as he splattered hues and shades on top of each other.

'can i not smile now?' you joked, before continuing. 'and i was smiling because i was thinking of you.' you grinned, booping his nose as he scrunched it in response.

'since when were you so cheesy?' he asked, as you slapped him lightly.

'i try to be sweet and loving to my boyfriend, and all i get in return is hurt. i am in pain, kim minkyu, you have shattered my heart.' he rolled his eyes at your antics before cupping your face with his hands.

'done.' he stated, before giving you a peck on your lips, turning your chair to face the mirror.

and you immediately burst out in laughter, clapping your hands as tears welled up in your eyes.

'hey!! what's wrong with my work??' the boy asked, pouting as he jokingly elbowed your side. you wiped a tear before looking at minkyu, kissing his cheek and grabbing his hand.

'nothing, my sharpie eyebrows and bright blue...green...yellow? eyeshadow looks beautiful.' you smiled, flicking your hair as you turned to the camera. 'well, guys, that's the boyfriend does my makeup tag! please leave a comment below as to your opinions on this absolute look, and please praise my very talented boyfriend on his amazing eyeshadow blending!' you joked, earning a feint from the boy.

'thanks for watching, (y/n)-ers.' he smiled.

'they're not called (y/n)-ers, you clown.'

'i'm calling them what i want to call them.'

'they're my fans.'

'they're here for me.'

'i'm hurt, minkyu. devastated that you'd take my lovely fans for such shallow people.' you put a hand on your heart before continuing. 'i changed my mind. comment below how much he fucking sucks. ow!' you yelped as the boy wrapped his elbow around your neck.

'okay, byebye!!' he waved to the camera as you reached to turn it off.

#kim minkyu #kim minkyu x reader #Kim minkyu fluff #kim minkyu imagine #x1 #produce 101

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sleightofsight · 4 years

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angst :-)

warning: possibly major character death, blood/injury mention, general whump warnings. light gore warning.

word count: 1.6k

characters:

berith ryan kensley. (oc, belongs to me (alt account for berith &co is @divergent-demons) )

marvin collins-delvaux.

erin attwell. (belongs to @lilsprout-exe.)

alphie hallbjörn-seeker.(aka they of many names.) (belongs to @sibling-ursidae)

jackson collins-delvaux. (belongs to @miishae)

nebula (haha redacted last name go brrr). (belongs to @oasisofgalaxies.)

mentions of egos.

——⍟——««»»——⍟——««»»——⍟——««»»——⍟——««»»——⍟——

Our star adversary of the night clicks his tongue impatiently as he tosses a knife into the air with a casual flick of his wrist, his softened wool coat lying open and spread against the seat of his chair. The coat framed a white button up shirt, short-sleeve with a formerly worn black suit jacket below it. Admittedly, he’d only taken it off after sneaking into an apartment complex full of people who could take him one with one hand tied behind their back.

Taking two of their occupants with him was hard enough without detection, but well-placed portals helped Berith out well enough.

Not to mention the chosen time of half past three am, of his caper.

The stress was enough to make him sweat, even with the planning he’d taken, and it did. No one likes wet clothing.

Two teenagers glare at him from the center of the surprisingly well furnished hideout, wrapped down into softened velvet armchairs with twin clear sprays of water. The substance had wrapped around their wrists and tied them down to the armrests, traveling upwards to fasten to teens to one another with their forearms back to back.

There was no reasonable answer for the bruises and inch-long cuts they’d both suffered, with about three each.

Information has a price.

No bonds for their heads or mouths yet, as neither of them had really mouthed off all that much.

Save for the one with strawberry-pink hair cursing at him using...candies? Whatever being called a ‘rotten peppermint patty’ and ‘plastic-mold gummy bear’ meant, Berith didn’t quite care for it.

Along with the other one, the one with messy brown hair knotted into a braid...they were merely glaring at him, but every so often, they seemed to....-vibrate?- in their seat.

Certainly a trick of the eyes.

Right?

“When will your father arrive?”

His first words to the pair were ones of calculated weight, measured out for the moments of silence before, and yet thrown out with all the grace of plastic-wrapped rubbish.

The brighter boy manages an extremely non-threatening scowl before turning away, but the other one- Alphie, his research had garnered, they/them and rather...ordinary- spoke up, almost certainly vibrating in their seat this time around.

“Why’d you take us? Where’s da? Where’s dad?”

With an over-pronounced sigh falling from the man’s lips, Berith stands up from his own ornately decorated armchair, catching the hilt of the emerald-inlaid blade with one final flick of his fingers. There’s barely a space of ten feet between the chairs, but each step he takes makes it feel as though it was an eternity, widening the distance as the silver of his weapon glints from a diamond-decorated chandelier light.

“I couldn’t give a single damn caring about your father’s husband. I want your father, the one who goes by the name of Marvin Delvaux, here. We have a matter to settle, and he seems to ...spurn my beckoning. Seeing as you two are the closest ones to him, exempting the space girl, and the husband, you were the best ones for the job.”

He could see Alphie visibly tense, and another few steps were taken forwards as the strawberry-blond boy speaks. Erin Attwell, taken in by this family, as Alphie had.

“They wouldn’t come here, they’re not pissbabies like you. Marvin and Jackie are better than you could h-”

Pissbaby?

Berith blinks in semi-shock at the teen’s statement before rolling his eyes, flicking his wrist and binding a bolt of water across his mouth, cutting him off mid sentence.

“You don’t know the magician like I have. The fool would do anything for his loved ones.”

With his back towards the wall, and body facing the teens, his blade was inches away from Alphie’s neck, ready to draw blood if need be to get this damned man out of hiding, after all these years-

So he’s able to see the way their lips blossom into full smiles within moments, shoulders straightening as their eyes both fix on a point behind him-

Ah.

Probably should’ve done something to take care of the parents, rather than leave them be-

“Berith!”

Shit.

Seafoam green cracks a vertical line in the wall before widening into the familiar circular portal of the magician wielding it, slicing open as fire swims off of the man emerging from it.

Formerly blue eyes roll with dark blue flames, a color rarely seen at Marvin’s hand, before he levitates over to the demon, gripping his white dress collar and lifting him about an inch off the ground.

Only raising the two-inch shorter man to Marvin’s level.

Behind the two, from the portal, a baseball-cap wearing entity with wild purple hair leaps down, accompanied by a supersuit clad hero in red and black.

Nebula and Jackie, both hellbent on making one man pay.

Neb grips the hilt of a baseball bat, eyes dancing darkly as a single nod from the hero at her side leads her to the tied down teens, followed soon after by Jackie himself.

Those bonds would take some time to work through.

While they led on, Marvin’s fingers tighten around Berith’s collar, burning the fabric under his mere touch, as he yanks the man up higher, pure rage and adrenaline dancing through his red-hot blood.

“Marvin, old friend.”

Even in this scenario, Berith gives the magician a winning smile, toes barely brushing the ground, as his knife was only gripped tighter between the fingers of his right hand.

“Don’t you dare call me that ever again. Not after what you did.”

Marvin’s fingers tighten, burning Berith’s upper torso and shoulders, along with either side of his neck- but it didn’t garner an emotion other than a mere flutter of pain from the man.

Emotions run high and fast between the two of them, as Marvin lowers Berith to the ground, only to grab at his wrists and form a fiery linking chain- but he wasn’t fast enough.

Sometimes, the numbing power of adrenaline, in certain parts of the body, was a disadvantage.

What he didn’t notice was the knife slipping into his rib cage.

What he did notice, however, was the sudden stabbing pain searing it’s way through his chest, causing a scream to tear from the magician’s lungs; multiplied by two.

Multiplied by twists.

The second wound leaves the silvery blade slick with blood, the winning smile formerly displayed on the demon’s face extending more into a sick grin. Dislodging the weapon, scarlet shines against the delicate carver, the amount of blood dripping from the wound becoming wildly disproportionate for a blade injury of that size.

“Gotcha.”

Blood magic.

A subset of water magic.

One Berith’s training had let him learn, and handle well.

And one that caused the magician to drop to the ground, sucking in a rattled breath as his hands rise to the feline shaped mask crowning his features, ripping it off in a search for air.

His hands fall to the ground, trying to raise themselves to the wounds to heal.

The leather dress shoes before him click against the ground for a moment before a wave of whitewater rises up;

and Berith Kensley is gone.

“Jackie-”

Vermilion shades flash before Marvin’s eyes as he nearly slips in his own blood, feeling the coppery liquid soak into his clothing as it formed a decent-sized puddle below him.

Neb and Jackie had managed to loosen the bonds just enough for them to slip out, but upon Berith’s disappearance, they slid away, splashing against the ground.

Just in time for Jackie to glance up, and see his husband lying in a pool of his own blood, breathing raggedly.

“MARVIN!”

He doesn’t wait for the others. He doesn’t wait for anything, or anyone. Not right now. Jackie’s footsteps thump across the wooden flooring, falling to his knees- damning the bruises, sure to form.

The trio can hear his shattered cry, and they glance up, almost confused- before their eyes widen.

By the time Jackie’s reached his body, Marvin’s magic is flickering across his chest, trying to stitch the first wound up. Flickers of spring green essence manage to staunch the flow somewhat, but deep carmine bursts fight back, bringing forth the damage once more.

Seems as though someone left some of his magic in Marvin, as a residual.

As insurance.

“Hey, love.”

Marvin manages a grin, glancing up at the man, despite the white fabric turned cerise-red all over the front of his chest, and the strong scent of copper throughout the area.

“Don’t you ‘hey, love.’ me. You keep your eyes open right now, Delvaux.”

Tears roll down the hero’s cheeks as he grips the scarlet smeared fabric within his fists, holding the man’s mask in the other as he’s pulled Marvin into his lap.

Blood dribbles out of the wounds steadily as Marvin’s magic intensifies in color and speed, flying back and forth, and yet it’s barely doing anything, capping off the blood flow.

Marvin’s breath rattles within his chest as he manages to speak again, the blood loss getting to him. Spots dance before his vision as he struggles to stay awake, the magician seeing blob-like spots of his family’s faces.

“Guess I should’ve...figured out a way to talk this out over coffee, then.”

His chest rises and falls unsteadily before falling stock still for a beat, lips pausing between breaths to release a breath of air, eyes slipping shut.

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