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ariseur · 2 months

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'Ello luv, it's been a while since I saw someone writing for DMC ugh, miss when dmc(5) was trending... What a good time!

I don't know if your requests are open or not, but catch up with me!! Our pretty girls and boys with a vampire!reader! Or or— A WITCH! BOTH

Like, you choose if it's a bunch of headcanons, blurbs, a full one shot with a character or not, I just really want to see it!

Well, obviously if you can do it honey, if you can't it's fine <3

dmc crew dating a vampire 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

devil may cry x reader

┊ ˚➶ notes ｡˚ 🎼

this was actually my first request on this blog!! i don’t know why i put it off for so long bc it’s literally so cool?? i ended up just doing a vampire instead of witch/vampire witch so i hope you guys enjoy considering my phone crashed trying to copy n paste this from my notes to tumblr 💋

┊ ˚➶ warnings ｡˚ 🎼

blood (but in the vampire way ykyk), fangs and mentions of sharp teeth, intended lowercase, kinda spoilers for dmc5 in v’s,

. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ . ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ . ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ . ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄

. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓓ANTE — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ you are literally so hot in DANTE’s eyes, you could honestly do no wrong.

❥ i think you guys already know what i’m gonna say..

❥ if you feed on blood or need it for some sort of sustenance, dante will gladly volunteer. he thinks it’s the hottest thing ever.

❥ although, i’m not sure if vampires much like demon blood..

❥ eh, oh well. dante will still think it’s attractive, especially if you have fangs or some sort of sharper canines.

❥ only downside to being a vampire and dating dante is that you’ll occasionally hear a super bad transylvanian accent. like.. really bad.

❥ but!! if you’re also a demon hunter like him— and you have some cool freaky powers like draining blood or energy from empusas or really just any ability that’s useful, it’s heart eyes all around from him.

❥ you could be covered in blood or feasting on something and then you’ll spot dante in the corner wielding devil sword dante after defeating like seventy fuckin other demons and he’s just.. mesmerized.

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓥ERGIL — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ VERGIL’s much more curious about your species. do you have any weaknesses? are the fictionalized versions of your kind portrayed accurately? what are you exactly?

❥ luckily he’s a lot more quiet about his curiosity compared to, maybe— nico. his staring is intimidating, though. when he sits with you or near you, he’ll usually just study you. maybe it looks like he’s judging but he’s really just analyzing your appearance. especially if you have any distinctive features.

❥ if you have that dark ruddy aesthetic, he’ll likely admire from afar even if red isn’t exactly his favorite color.

❥ if you really needed it, he’d let you feed off of him although it’s definitely not his first choice. he’s not really a fan of being bitten, especially if you need to bite his neck or something like that.

❥ probably finds some esoteric artistic poem or painting with an underlying meaning of having to do with vampires and thinks of you every time he looks at it.

❥ his gothic poetic side is showing

❥ ugh i just wanna kiss his scowl so bad but i also wanna punch him.

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓝ERO — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ nero literally thinks it’s so cool.

❥ he might be a little wary once he first meets you? like are you gonna tackle him rn and sacrifice him with your own lil blood ritual?

❥ but once he finds out you’re docile or that you pick and choose on whom you feed on, he’s like, “oh okay that’s cool”

❥ probably like dante where the only version he knows of vampires are the hollywood adaptations of them. so like.. he’s confused if you can go into sunlight? or you can eat certain foods? or if you can go near churches??

❥ he, too, thinks you’re super hot. however!! very iffy about you drinking blood or feeding in front of him. not like it grosses him out but it’s kinda.. weird to watch for him?? idk.

❥ another thing is that he doesn’t want you biting him at all. he’s like vergil where he’ll be baffled if you even ask, except he’s super hesitant to offer himself unless you’re super injured and in dire need of it.

❥ just step on him to shut him up atp

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓥 — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ V’s goth ass won’t shut up about how divine your species is and how fascinating he finds you.

❥ curious on your feeding habits and what you essentially need to survive, tries to find any and every book that he can about vampires so he can learn about you even more.

❥ he’s like those people who romanticize the 1800s or the salem witch trials or greece or ethel cain or lana del rey while kicking their feet and posting about it. he will find a way to make the situation poetic, trust me.

❥ finds it amusing if you’re annoyed by griffon’s teasing and threaten to eat him first if you were to ever go rogue, you might even be able to get a close mouthed chuckle out of v.

❥ utterly fascinated by just your very being, even if it’s just mundane traits. especially loves to see your fangs, dunno why but they’re just aesthetically pleasing to him.

❥ considering he’s kinda like a deteriorating human that’s basically turning into a husk, i wouldn’t recommend feeding on him unless you plan to kill him—which who would wanna murder our emo bae right here? (capcom)

❥ the type of person to roll his eyes at false folklore and representation because he’s literally in love with an actual vampire?? how dare they portray you like this??

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓛ADY — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ LADY also finds you super hot!!

❥ also interested because she’s probably never seen a vampire outside of media— so it’s a nice change of pace rather than being face to face with demons all day.

❥ despite all this, after the initial introduction, i’m not sure she’d care too hard? like— sure, you’re considered a supernatural being and all that.

❥ and although she thinks it’s super dope, i feel like it wouldn’t matter as much to her. she’s seen and done a lot of things at such a young age, i feel as though she’s almost desensitized?

❥ she’s so badass she can’t even care. she’s literally respected by dante, whom is titled ‘the legendary devil hunter’. (dmc5 did her dirty with her lack of part in the storyline 💔)

❥ she’ll respect any of your needs, and ngl also thinks you biting into her neck is hot.

❥ kinda surprised that you’re able to go out into sunlight even if she’ll never tell you that 😭

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓣RISH — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ another one who doesn’t care that much. it’s not like TRISH is dismissive of your species and where you come from, but she’s literally a full on demon who’s probably seen everything.

❥ you guys r so hot though, like the ultimate power couple.

❥ oh, and if you’re a devil hunter, too? you guys r gonna kick sm ass together. she’ll invite you to roll around with her for a while rather than with dante, although if you’re associated with devil may cry then that’s fine too. she’ll put up with dante’s ass just to visit you more often.

❥ i don’t recommend feeding off of trish?

❥ idk how vampires take to drinking demon blood

❥ but shit, if you have that red aesthetic and are just a total femme fatale (or other gender equivalent to that), trish is in charge of your outfits now.

❥ don’t even fight it, you will end up in the outfit regardless.

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓝ICO — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ oh boy

❥ if you’re lucky enough to survive the first meeting with NICO and you end up actually being in a relationship? you are def a trooper.

❥ when you’re first introduced, she bombards you with questions.

❥ where did you come from? do you have powers? are you like a demon and are there more of you? if so, can she harvest parts for a new bio-weapon? do vampires reproduce the same as humans? are you gonna suck her blood??

❥ she’s just a curious lady cut my girl some slack

❥ she thinks you’re so cool though!! wants you to tell her everything you know about vampires so she can log it. even if you’ve been in a long term relationship, she still can’t help but ask more questions.

❥ but!! as cool and hot as she thinks you are— like nero, she does not wanna see you feed and does not wanna be fed on!! (except.. maybe just one time to see how it feels.)

❥ ugh she just loves you sm please indulge her

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nightghoul381 · 5 months

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Dead or Love ~ Ellis Twilight

This a fan translation so it is definitely not 100% accurate. I do not own anything related to Ikemen Villains. Support Cybird by buying their amazing stories!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Bitter End | Premium End | Epilogue

Kate, I want to be your Santa Claus.

The kind of person who only gives you kindness.

However, the more time I talked to Kate,

The desires that I buried deep inside my heart and kept a lid on were writhing.

(Kate.)

(You, only you, make me… just a little crazy.)

Ellis: “… I don’t want Christmas to end just yet.”

Kate: “Eh?”

I pulled Kate’s arm closer and looked into her face.

Ellis: “Kate, will you be my Santa Claus this time?”

Ellis: “You can listen to my selfishness.”

(If I say that suddenly, will that bother you?)

However, contrary to my expectations, Kate’s face suddenly brightened up.

Kate: “Yes, of course! I’ll do anything I can.”

(……)

Ellis: “Fufu, you’re really…really cute.”

Ellis: “…Then, will you kiss me?”

Kate: “Ah, K-kiss?”

(Her eyes are blinking… so cute.)

Because Kate reacts so kindly and cutely,

I bury my desires deeper and deeper, keeping it a secret from Kate.

(Let’s think about the selfishness that will make Kate happy.)

(…That’s it.)

Ellis: “I’ll save the kiss for later.”

Ellis: “Instead… I want you and me to have fun together.”

--Courtyard—

Kate: “Ellis, what you want to do is… play in the snow?”

Ellis: “Yeah. This is the first year it’s snowed.”

Ellis: “…Do you hate it?”

Kate: “Fufu, no way. I’m kind of excited.”

Kate: “What do we do? Snowball fight? OR—”

Ellis: “What about the snow rabbit?”

Kate: “Oh, that’s great! Well then, let’s see whose is the cutest.”

Ellis: “Then I’ll make a snow rabbit that looks like you.”

Kate: “If that’s what you want, I’ll make you the cutest little Ellis bunny.”

Ellis: “But… if you use me as a model, won’t you lose?”

Kate: “I won’t lose. I’m confident.”

I can’t help but laugh at Kate’s disappointed face.

Ellis: “Then, let the match begin.”

The two of us squat down, scoop up snow, and work wholeheartedly to make a snow bunny.

(…When is the last time you played like this?)

When I glanced at Kate, I noticed that she looked more serious than I did, which was kind of cute.

Maybe I like seeing Kate working hard at something.

(I thought of a grown-up date to make Kate happy.)

(But… maybe a date like this would have been better.)

With Kate, no matter where I am or what I do, I feel like I have a lot of fun.

Ellis: “…Yeah. I’m done.”

Kate: “Me too. So let’s show each other.”

Ellis: “Yeah, okay.”

Kate / Ellis: “Ready, set, go!”

Kate: “Wow, Ellis, your snow bunny is so cute!”

Ellis: “Yours is too. I guess this is a draw…?”

Kate: “Fufu, right.”

(I finished making the snow bunny… Maybe I should have made it a little more slowly.)

Kate: “Ah, Ellis. Are you free for just a little longer?”

Ellis: “…? Yeah, of course. What’s wrong?”

Kate: “I feel like this isn’t enough, so I would like to add something else.”

It seems like Kate is still trying to give me something.

(Kate, Santa Claus is a great service.)

--Crown Castle—Common room—

Kate: “Sorry to keep you waiting, Ellis. Here it is.”

Ellis: “…Hot milk?”

Kate: “Yes. Your hands got cold from playing in the snow, right?”

Kate: “Besides, I was happy that you made some for me earlier, Ellis.”

(You remembered me.)

Ellis: “Thank you, Kate. I’ll take it.”

Kate: “Also, when I went to the kitchen, Victor brought out some sweets for me.”

Ellis: “So many. Fufu, it’s like a party.”

Kate: “Yes, it’s our very own midnight Christmas party.”

We drank hot milk, snacked on sweets, and talked about nothing.

It’s like Christmas when I was a kid…

Memories of a distant day seemed to tumble into the palm of my hand.

Ellis: “Kate, I lied to you, a little bit.”

Kate: “…Lied?”

Ellis: “I told you that when I was a kid, we had Christmases like any other…”

Ellis: “Christmas like anywhere else ‘was’…true.”

As I told you before, my house was a really normal house,

It was a Christmas like any other.

The candles on the Christmas cake were always blown out with a single blow.

(But)

Ellis: “One day, everything fell apart.”

Ellis: “I wanted to get it back somehow, I tried my best but…”

Ellis: “Maybe I was the one to screw everything up in the end.”

Kate: “…”

(Maybe that’s why I was relieved every year when Jude assigned me a job.)

(If I stay busy, I don’t have to remember what I broke.)

Kate was just quietly listening to me.

Then, she murmured in a voice as calm and gentle as falling snow.

Kate: “Ellis, when you suddenly remember things from the past and are having a hard time… I’ll be by your side.”

Kate: “When you don’t want to remember, let’s talk more like this again.”

Kate: “…and, this is such a beautiful thing…”

(Aah, Kate.)

(If your words were beautiful things, there would be nothing more beautiful in the world.)

Ellis: “Thank you, Kate.”

Ellis: “Hey, just one more thing… it’s selfish, okay?”

Kate: “Of course, what is it?”

I went behind Kate, who was sitting, and hugged her from behind.

Kate: “Ellis…?”

Ellis: “My family and I used to do this together and hug each other on Christmas.”

Kate: “Yes, that’s what this is? Well then…”

Kate wraps her arms around me and hugs me back.

(Kate, I’m sorry, that was also a lie.)

(I don’t know why… I wanted to do this with you.)

Again, deep within my heart, desire is writhing all over.

(…no, don’t go wild.)

(I want to be nice to you, Kate.)

Kate: “Ellis, um…”

Ellis: “Not yet. Please, let me stay like this just a little longer.”

After all, I don’t think I’ll be able to become the kind of Santa Claus that everyone likes.

A few days passed and before I knew it, the snow bunny I had mad that day had melted away without a trace.

When I told Kate about this, she laughed.

Kate: “Let’s make them together again next year.”

She said.

I can’t explain it well, but I was kind of… happy about that.

Very, very happy.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Bitter End | Premium End | Epilogue

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the-himawari-otome · 3 months

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[Piofiore: Episodio 1926] Character Drama CD Vol. 3 Orlok Translation

Track 3: Heute ist die beste Zei.

Summary: Orlok realizes what this growing feeling inside of him means...

Translated by ear so it might not be 100% accurate.

･ﾟ･:,｡★ translation under the cut ★,｡･:･ﾟ

*sfx: door closes*

“Meow”

—Ah. I’m home. So you were awake. I’ll get his food ready. You keep Notte company, alright?

*sfx: walks over*

“Meow, meow”

Here. From today on, this will be your plate. The two of us chose it together.

*sfx: places plate down*

“Meow”

Mm, it looks like he likes it for now. Is the food good?

“Meow, meow, meow”

Hm? Ah, are you saying you want to share your food with us?

“Meow”

Um, Notte. I’m happy, but she and I already ate so don’t worry. Eat up, okay? I also bought some toys, so let’s all play together later.

Hm? What’s wrong?

Eh? Ahh, I guess you’re right. It feels like he’s gotten bigger than when he first arrived. Kittens sure grow fast. I feel like his fur became a bit nicer too. It’s pitch black and beautiful. Plus, I think he’s gotten cuter since the beginning.

Hm? Why are you smiling? I’m a doting parent? Ngh, I don’t think so though…

“Meow… meow”

Ah, Notte climbed on your lap again. He’s been doing that a lot lately, huh? I suppose he likes it?

“Meow”

It looks like he feels good getting pet. It’s a bit unfair. I mean, I…

Eh? Ah—no, you don’t have to pat my head. Ah, it’s not that I don’t want you to… it’s just, I’ll get more and more spoiled…

Ngh, well… just a little then…

Mm, that feels nice. I really love your hands.

It’s because you held my hands—it’s because you didn’t shake off my hands—that I’m here right now. You have no idea how many times these hands which are smaller than mine have saved me.

Ehe, thank you. I’ve had my fill. Now if only Notte would get off your lap, it would be perfect—.

“Meow”

*sfx: licks*

Ah—t-t-that’s not allowed! Ngh…

“Meow”

Notte, no licking her mouth.

“Meow”

Nope, no can do. After all, she’s my girlfriend. I’m the only one allowed to do those things—err, n-no. You should mind too. The mouth isn’t okay, even if it’s Notte. I don’t care if it’s childish. I want to do these things properly.

I-I’m not pouting.

“Meow”

Hm, Notte? *Sigh* he looks kind of sleepy. Even though we were discussing something important. Geez.

“Meow”

Ngh, I got it. I’ll take you to your bed, okay?

*sfx: walks away and comes back*

*Sigh*. Notte’s not fair. I’m always putting in tons of effort to hold back.

Ah, what I’m holding back on is probably different than what you’re thinking.

Huh? Well, that’s… at first, I was just happy holding your hand. My chest felt warm and fuzzy. I thought, ah, I want to protect this person—no, I will protect them. I was satisfied just being able to be by your side. That alone was enough. Even so, when I kissed you for the first time, my chest became all hot. My feelings of love for you grew more and more. I wonder when it started… the feeling that simply kissing you wasn’t enough grew larger. What should I do? What do I want to do? I wasn’t sure.

Before we came to England, back when I was working in Lienz, the shopkeeper did a lot to help us out, right? At that time, I had the opportunity to ask about a-a lot of things. And so… I feel like I came to understand what these feelings of mine meant.

—But how you feel is even more important, so…! I… don’t know how to put this. Up until now, there have been times where I kissed you whenever I wanted, wasn’t there? Even if it troubled you, you didn’t stop me. Because of that, I thought that you would definitely spoil me and forgive me, and I was sure that you… also felt good when you kissed me… since you loved me. So what I want to do now… is… w-what comes after that. If you don’t want to, then we won’t.

*sfx: hugs*

Ah, h-huh? You surprised me by hugging me so suddenly. You’re kind of like Notte.

Ehe, how cute.

Hey, when you’re hugging me like this, I don’t feel as nervous as I did before. However… now, my heart races much more than before.

I want to treasure you. I love you the most in the entire world. That’s why…

That’s why…

*sfx: kiss*

Let’s… do… what comes after kissing.

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judesmoonbeauty · 3 months

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The Past Records: Ellis & Jude Chapter 4

Fan translation only. Not 100% accurate. Please expect grammatical errors. Cybird owns everything. Feel free to re-blog, but please do NOT post my translations elsewhere.

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At Liam's suggestion, we decided to teat Jude and Ellis.

Liam: In the end, what you're worried about is if they won't betray the Crown and sell the information somewhere, right?

Liam: If that's the case, why not leave some important documents around and see what happens?

Harrison: So, where did you leave them at?

Liam: I put a list of targets I’ve eliminated in the hallway in front of Jude’s room.

Harrison: That’s too obvious.

Liam: There’s no point if it’s not noticed, right?

While we were having this conversation, Jude showed up in the dining room.

Liam: Ah, Good morning, Jude!

After glancing at Liam's bright smile that captivated everyone, Jude threw the documents in front of Liam.

Liam: Eh? Wow, I was looking this, thank you��……

Jude: This is confidential information, right?

Liam: Yea, I was just crying to Harry about what to do because Victor would be furious if he found out.

Jude: Look for ‘em before ya cry.

Liam: Ah-ha, right? Thanks for picking it up for me.

Jude: If I expose this to the outside world, it’ll be the end for ya and Crown, right?

Liam: !

Jude: People who can’t keep secrets shouldn’t speak.

Liam: Yea….ok, I’ll be careful.

Liam: He left.

Liam: What should I do, Harry, I think he hates me?

Harrison: No, he’s always had that kind of attitude. Don’t get discouraged.

Liam: But just now, wasn’t that a warning, “Don’t put the Crown at risk”?

Harrison: That’s what it sounds like.

Liam: The fact that not only did he return the documents, but also gave a proper warning means bonus points for trustworthiness.

Harrison: Well, maybe it was worth it for you to be hated.

Liam: Ah, so you do think he hates me after all!

That night -

Ellis: Oh, it’s Harrison.

Harrison: Oh, it’s you. How unusual for you at this hour.

Ellis: I thought I'd have something to drink before going to bed. Did you have a tough mission Harrison?

Ellis: Shall we make a sweet cocktail? I heard from Liam that you have a sweet tooth.

Without waiting for a response, Ellis took things out of the shelf, deftly made a grasshopper, and handed it to me.

Harrison: Are you a bartender or something? Mmm...Tasty.

Ellis: I’m glad.

Harrison: Liam was working so hard, so it wouldn't be fair if I didn't get dirty too.

Ellis: Did you say something?

Harrison: No, not really. You’re pretty skilled….

Ellis: Really?

Harrison: Moreover, you were kind from our first meeting with everyone.

Harrison: So……that’s why I’m a little suspicious of you.

Ellis: ?

Harrison pulled a gun from his pocket and placed it on the table.

Harrison: I've been following you and Jude for the past few days. On top of that, if I say I want to play a game with you, will you play along?

Ellis: Game?

Harrison: Oh. The rules are simple.

Harrison: There's not a single bullet in there.

Harrison: If you can trust my word, and pull the trigger six times at your own head, you win.

Ellis: Six times to the head.

Harrison: If you have nothing against us, you can do it, right?

Ellis: Yeah, okay…

Ellis quickly picked up the gun and nimbly pulled the trigger at least six times, click, click, click, without hesitation.

Harrison: Wha-

Ellis: Do I win?

Harrison: Uh, yea.

Ellis: Do you have one less thing to worry about?

Harrison: Haha.

Harrison: There was no hesitation.

Ellis: There isn’t. Because you’re kind Harrison.

Ellis: You wouldn't use live ammunition to test someone.

Ellis: Am I wrong?

Harrison: In other words, you’re saying I didn’t fool you enough?

Ellis: Hmm…..maybe that’s the case.

Harrison: So just because you pulled the trigger without hesitation, doesn't prove that there's nothing wrong.

Ellis: Yeah. So, your worries aren’t less?

Harrison: No.

Harrison: I'm not so cynical as to continue to doubt someone who's trusted me so much.

Ellis: Good. Well, let’s have another toast, shall we?

Harrison: Should I do it?

Green cocktail glasses clinked each other and a light sound was heard.

And so, a few days later -

William: How's the investigation going?"

Harrison: Well, I guess things are going well. I've come to most of my conclusions.

Harrison: I’ve finished the proofreading work, and I’m thinking of starting on the report.

William: Alright, then I guess you didn't need this information.

Harrison: Information?

William: I asked Jude and Ellis if I could take on their first mission tonight, but they declined because they had work commitments.

William: What do you think?

Elbert: If it's the middle of the night, most of the business partners are probably asleep, but what kind of work do they do?

Alfons: Oh! This is a suspicious situation.

Alfons: Frankly, I don't care if it's white or black, but it sounds like fun, so let's tail them to see what they're up to.

Harrison: Is it necessary now…?

Liam: Harry, actually….

Harrison: What?

Liam: When I was trying to figure out what they were planning to do together, there was something that struck me as a little odd.

Liam: I went to the port in the middle of the night….. It looked like Jude was checking something out around the warehouse he was renting.

Roger: Maybe it's some kind of inspection or something.

Liam: But… There's been a rumor that some bad guys who just got out of prison have been coming in and out of there lately.

Alfons: I think I heard that story somewhere...I forget where though.

Harrison: I get it, I get it.

Harrison: Ok, so this is the final test.

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tanmono · 1 year

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GILBERT VON OBSIDIAN MAIN ROUTE....

CHAPTER THIRTEEN.

translations are not 100% accurate. expect mistakes.

minors and ageless blogs dni.

While preparing for the White Rose Festival, the roses that announce the time fall one by one.

The more crimson petals pile up on the glass dome, the more my heart is scarred.

The blood that drips and drips like tears,

It would not fit in the bowl that was about to overflow.

(What should I do...)

I visited the warehouse to pick up the supplies for the celebration, but the door wouldn't open.

It should have opened easily when I entered, but now it seemed to be locked from the outside.

(I got locked in the warehouse today.)

The only reason I can stay calm is because I'm already used to it.

(The harassment has escalated over the past few days.)

At first, it was a minor change.

Emma: Good morning.

Servant of the court:…….

Gilbert: Huh, you've just been ignored, haven't you?

Emma: Maybe he didn't hear me.

Gilbert:…Hehe, let’s put it that way then.

Emma: Sariel, I have the documents you asked for.

Sariel:…..Oh? I'm pretty sure I didn't ask for anything.

Emma: Eh...but just now, I received a call from one of the servants...

Gilbert: If you have no idea who was it from, then it must be the wall, isn’t it?

Emma: Yeah...I guess so.

Sariel: I'll do some research later. ...Emma, are you all right?

Emma: Yes. Sorry for the disturbance, I’m okay.

Rio: What’s this…."Leave the court now"?

Rio:…Emma, these lousy threatening letters should be torn to pieces.

Rio: I feel the same way..that’s why I’ll tear them to pieces.

Emma: Wait, Rio! I don't know who you're going to tear, but you can't!

Rio: But…..

Emma: I'm okay with this.

Emma: Ouch…..

Yves: What happened!?

Emma:…It looks like there was a needle in one of the supplies.

Yves: What? Why would there be a needle in that thing!?

Yves: I hope it's not a poisoned needle. Let’s go to the infirmary just to be safe—

Emma: I'm fine! There's only a little bit of blood, so it's really okay.

(I think they want me to stop helping with the white rose festival, no matter what it takes.)

The more I try to get closer, the more people around me are moving away from me.

As long as the country of Obsidian was involved, it seemed like they wouldn't even listen to me.

(I knew it wasn't going to be easy from the beginning.)

━━FLASHBACK━━

Yves: Now that you've been noticed by Prince Gilbert, you will definitely be isolated. Malicious intent like today will increase.

Yves: When that happens, there is no need to hold back. You can get angry. We'll take care of everything after that.

Yves: Don't allow yourself to be unreasonable like you were today.

━━FLASHBACK ENDS━━

(Yves told me that…..)

Now that I know the details of the bloodstained rose day, I'm not inclined to be angry, even if it's unreasonable.

Emma:….It’s okay.

I'll try to motivate myself with a cough that I don't want anyone to hear, and hit the door with my body.

It was just painful.

???: You're an idiot. Your slender body would never blow down the door.

(….! Looks like Prince Gilbert is behind the door.)

I told Prince Gilbert before I left that "I'm just going to the warehouse to pick up the supplies, so I'll be fine on my own."

Perhaps he was worried about my late return and came to check on me.

(Since it's about Prince Gilbert, it may be within the expected range to be trapped in the warehouse, but….)

Emma: Prince Gilbert, is there a lock on the outside?

Gilbert: It's on something sturdy. The kind that an impotent body would never break.

Emma: What I ask you to remove is...

Gilbert: I don't have the keys, so what do I do?

Emma:......I'll look for another entrance/exit.

Gilbert: They locked you up here because you didn't have it, right?

Emma: I know….

Gilbert: Poor thing. If you insist, I'll help you.

Emma: Really? Then how about 100 cookies!

Gilbert: You're so innocent. Don't you ever have a problem with owing a bad guy a favor?

Emma:….A little, but I can't turn my back now.

(If I don't get out before someone notices, I'll worry about them again.)

Gilbert: If that's what you want, I'll compromise with a thousand cookies.

(Thousand cookies!? I can’t fit that many in my stomach.......)

A clanging sound is heard on the other side of the door, and a few seconds later, it opens without a second thought.

(There shouldn't be a key, but how...)

Gilbert: Huh, that’s strange.

Emma: About what?

Prince Gilbert, who was standing in front of me — tracing his cold fingers over my eyes.

Gilbert: You’re not crying.

Emma:….I won’t cry.

Gilbert: I was trying to come up with all kinds of comforting words.

(Right….)

Emma: Thank you very much, Prince Gilbert. Were it not for you, I would have spent the night here.

Gilbert: I wonder if you would have cried then.

Emma: Please don't expect anything out of the ordinary.

Gilbert: Haha, you look better than I thought.

He stroked my hair with a gentle touch that didn't make him look like a villain, and I quickly took a distance.

Gilbert: Little rabbit….?

Emma: I have to bring the supplies quickly, Prince Yves must be waiting for me.

(Maybe I’m weaker than I thought.)

The way he stroked my hair as if to comfort me, and I felt my heart palpitate at the thought of wanting more.

(….I want to take his kindness as kindness, but I can't drown it.)

(Right now, the situation is still the way where good intentions turn into bad intentions.)

I lifted up the box containing the supplies for the white rose festival and tried to leave the warehouse early, but—

Prince Gilbert blocked my way with his cane and brought his face close to mine.

Gilbert: Don't you want me to be nice?

Emma:…….

A breath envelops my ear and my body tenses.

Gilbert: When your heart is weak, you have to accept it. Even if it's malicious kindness….

Gilbert: Be relieved that I came here.

Emma:…….

Gilbert: It's natural to get tired of being maligned day in and day out.

Gilbert: What's the point of you going to all this effort? // What's the point of you working this hard?

(Stop….)

Gilbert: In the first place, Belle only needs to identify the princes. Preparations for the celebration are an added bonus.

Gilbert: If you realize that it's impossible to understand each other through communication, why don't you just back out now?

Prince Gilbert's kindness today was deadly poison.

The shaking of my heart is proof that I'm weak.

As I stood there, Prince Gilbert held out something shiny and silver.

Emma: This is….

Gilbert: The lock was hung in the warehouse. It's not used by the common people in terms of material.

Gilbert: I think the nobles had a lot of money to spare and made it happen for you on short notice.

(......I thought it was one of the servants who locked me in the warehouse.)

After attending the regular meeting of the festival, it was the servant who became blatantly cold.

The nobleman ostensibly greeted me minimally, but at least once.

Gilbert: It may be the servant who has been harassing you these past few days. But behind it all was the nobleman.

Gilbert: Look, remember that man who used the orphan kids for his business?

Gilbert: "The ones with status have the right to do what they want with those below them."

Emma:…I do remember.

(I can’t ever forget.)

I remember the day when I thought it was impossible to understand each other because of our conflicting values.

Gilbert: In this case, the "underling" is the servant.

Gilbert: He was afraid to touch you — who are under Chevalier’s protection. So he gave orders to his underlings.

Gilbert: Even if the perpetrator is caught, the noble will probably run away because the servant did it on his own.

Gilbert: The servant will be punished if he doesn't listen to the order. That's why he cornered you.

Emma:……..

Gilbert: Do you still think communication is possible?

Prince Gilbert is relentless.

He tries to precisely pierce and break down the most vulnerable parts of my heart.

(We’ve tried to communicate many times in the past few days.)

(But as a result, here we are.)

Emma: Indeed, perhaps it was naive to think that communication alone would do the trick.

It was a beautiful idealism, I had to admit.

Gilbert: Have you given up?

Emma: No. ……I learned about the day of the bloodstained rose day, and I understood that there is something that cannot be buried.

Emma: If words are beyond the reach, then actions are the only way.

(If i do my best, then I’m sure someday…)

I can hear a deep sigh from him.

Gilbert: Your way of thinking is gut-wrenching.

Gilbert: They say if we don't give up, we can understand each other.

Emma:......And if we give up, we will never understand each other.

(Sometimes I can break it off as being okay with that, but not this time.)

If I throw everything away, the cold world will not change, and the thinness will not be filled.

(And........those who are against me now are doing the same thing as the anti-monarchists.)

(Trying to force their own will by suing them with violence...)

(I don't want to believe such an approach is right.)

Gilbert: There are a lot of people in this world who don't understand each other. Not everyone is softie like you.

Emma:…….

While I have ideals, I am not too young to dream.

I know Prince Gilbert’s words are true.

(But still, I want to believe.)

As I stood there, Prince Gilbert helped me with a box of supplies.

He then took a white rose ornament for the celebration from inside and placed it on my hand.

Gilbert: A white rose looks good on you, pure as you are.

Gilbert: But—

His slender and beautiful fingers wrap around the rose — when he squeezed it tightly and moved away, the white had changed to black.

(Amazing...is this also a magic trick?)

Prince Gilbert walks away without a word.

I don't know what the black rose left in my hand means.

(I…..)

(I honestly prefer the white roses.)

Emma:…..Sighs.

As soon as I'm alone, I collapsed on the bed.

The fatigue that surged through me felt several times greater than usual.

(I hope I deceived Yves properly.)

━━FLASHBACK━━

Yves: That's enough! How long does it take to get the supplies!?

Yves: You're not hurt, are you? There must be some reason why you came late, right?

Yves: What happened? Tell me everything.

Emma: Nothing happened. I just couldn't figure out where all the supplies were.

Gilbert:………

Emma: Sorry for the delay.

Yves: Oh, I'm blaming you for being late! Well…..

Yves:....I just want you to be safe and that's all what matters.

Yves: Then…are you sure you’re okay?

Emma: Yes, I am, don't worry.

━━FLASHBACK ENDS━━

Emma: I’m okay…..

(I feel like I've been saying that a lot lately.)

(……)

(It's really, really hard.)

(There's no way I’m okay.)

(I don't have the strength to be scorned and be unconcerned like Prince Gilbert...)

(Lately, I’ve been afraid to engage with people.)

Slowly, the ceiling blurs.

The back of my eyes was hot and painful.

(As long as there is the bloodstained rose day scar, no matter what I do, I won't reach them.)

(….I want to run away.)

(I just…can’t say it.)

I have no intention of running away. I mean it.

But my heart wants to escape. That's also true.

(No one is here now, so.....)

(….Just a little bit.)

My emotions overflows so much that it almost spills out from my throat.

Emma: sobs….

???: Wow, you’re crying. You poor thing.

Emma: !?

(…..Eh.)

(No, I must be hearing things.)

I am suddenly afraid to get up and I just want to pass out.

However, a fresh smile suddenly interrupted my vision, which had been filled with the ceiling.

Emma: What….

Gilbert: You must have let your guard down. But too bad, there's no way I would have let such a fun situation go.

Gilbert: I made sure my presence went unnoticed while waiting in front of your room.

Even though I know it's too late now, I raise my upper limbs and cover my face with my hands.

(There’s no way….he has seen it!)

(This is the worst.....I've been seen by one person I don't want to see the most!)

Looking at his expression through the gaps between my fingers, Prince Gilbert was smiling as if he was in such a good mood.

He seems to enjoy my tears.

Gilbert: Oh, and I'm here to remind you of the 1,000 cookies you promised.

Emma:.....Please wait five minutes.

Gilbert: Of course, I'll ransack your room in the meantime.

Emma: Don’t do that!

(Why are you so relentless?!)

This is no time to cry over sentimentality.

Gilbert: Didn't I let you look around my room before?

Gilbert: I wonder if there is something to be ashamed of.

Gilbert: But don't worry. Even if you have embarrassing proclivities, I’ll still accept the way you are….

Gilbert: I’ll keep it quiet from people around us….maybe.

Emma: I have no such proclivities!

Gilbert: So there's no harm in rummaging around, then?

(Well, there’s nothing wrong with that but….)

There is an indescribable embarrassment to be searched in the room by the opposite sex.

Wiping away my tears and hurriedly preparing to head to the kitchen, Prince Gilbert stopped in front of the desk.

Gilbert: Did you read this?

Pointing his finger at the black book.

━━FLASHBACK━━

Gilbert: You've always wanted to read it, haven't you?

Emma: Are you sure?

Gilbert: Of course. It’s a very popular book around the country.

━━FLASHBACK ENDS━━

Emma: Yes. .... I’ve read it halfway through.

I read a little bit in between my busy days at the court, but there are still more than half of the pages left.

Normally I would have read through the book in a few days, but I couldn't.

The heroine who maintains her noble convictions no matter what kind of conspiracy number she encountered, and her way of being remains the same even in the sequel.

Now it seeps into the myriad wounds that have formed in my heart.

Emma: I thought once again, but the main character of that book is amazing.

Emma: Confronting the insidious evils of the court again and again...

Emma: No matter what obstacles stand in her way, she looks forward and never cries or looks down.

Emma: She had a dazzlingly bold and beautiful heart, and even the people around her were inspired by her...

Emma:......I don't think I could be like her.

Gilbert:………

(And it’s completely different from my current situation.)

Every time I am confronted with the idea of the story, I hit a wall and wonder why it doesn't work.

My hands that unconsciously clenched hurts.

Gilbert: The girl in the book might have cried too, you know? Maybe that’s why they didn’t write it down.

Gilbert: No matter how beautiful the girl’s heart is, she has troubles and pains. It's natural because she is a human.

Gilbert:.....The author just missed this part.

Gilbert: I imagined the girl who smiled happily every day, but she was something else deep on the inside.

Emma: I…see.

Gilbert: That’s right.

(How can he be so confident?)

Turning his back from the book, Prince Gilbert reached out to me.

His cold hands were comfortable as if they were burning warm.

Gilbert: I honestly thought you were the kind of girl who never cried.

Emma:….I do cry too.

Gilbert: Yes, it seems so. But you hide it because you care about others.

Gilbert: And if you keep killing your heart by saying that you’re okay…..

Gilbert: You will eventually end up like me.

Emma:………

(As if….)

(….It sounds like a real experience.)

Gilbert: If you can cry, then you're still human.

Gilbert: You should take such good care of yourself.

Gilbert: If you lie too many times that you're okay, well, you know me.......right?

I gasped as I felt a slight flicker in his emotionless red eye.

The sound of my heart beat is very loud.

(…..No.)

(The reason I'm like this is because of Prince Gilbert.)

Gilbert: Hey, do you need a little more comfort?

Emma: N….No…..

Gilbert: Where would you like to be bitten?

Emma: What kind of comfort is that!?

Gilbert: You have no right to complain about the way I do it.

Gilbert: Do you want it on the cheeks? or the neck?

Emma: If you bite me, I’ll bite you back.

Gilbert: Heeh, you would do that to me......?

Gilbert: I like that. I'll give you special permission.

Emma: Eh…

Gilbert: You can bite me on the cheek, on the neck, on the finger, anywhere you want, okay? Here you go.

A cold thumb presses my lips lightly, and a smile urges me to bite him.

Emma: I’m just k-kidding…

Gilbert: What a liar.

(I shouldn't have been so careless.)

Gilbert:……..

Emma: Prince Gilbert?

When I thought he was looking into my face, instead he pinched me on my cheeks.

(It hurts….!)

Gilbert: Boring. You’ve already stopped crying.

Prince Gilbert pulls my cheeks as if he is angry as he pouts in dissatisfaction.

Gilbert: I thought it was funny to see you cry.

Emma: Please forget about it!

(Really, before I knew it, my tears had retracted.)

(….Thanks to Prince Gilbert.)

After being fondled on my wet cheeks, I am finally released.

—-It doesn’t make sense.

Gilbert: Come on, little rabbit.

Gilbert: I'm not letting you sleep tonight, okay?

(Well, I won’t be sleeping since I’ll be making 1,000 cookies…..)

Prince Gilbert opens the door and urges me to come.

He is forceful like a bad guy, but his purpose is transparent.

(There is a kindness cloaked in malice...)

Emma:…..Despicable.

Gilbert:….? Did you say something?

Emma: No, it’s nothing.

Emma: Just….thank you very much.

Gilbert: You do know that my kindness is not any sort of good intentions, don’t you?

Emma: Still, I feel a little better. I think I can start working hard again tomorrow.

Gilbert:…..You do that, a lot.

Emma: I cried, but I didn't want to give up.

Emma: Besides, Prince Gilbert came all the way to Rhodolite...

Emma: After all, I want you to like me.

Gilbert:……..

Gilbert: Is that how you were thinking?

Emma:……I was thinking about it and that you don't have to trample Rhodolite.

(Now that I know about the feud on the bloodstained rose day, I feel strongly about it.)

━━FLASHBACK━━

Clavis:….The past won't disappear no matter how you struggle.

Clavis: Then we will have to choose the best possible future.

━━FLASHBACK ENDS━━

Prince Gilbert erases his expression for a moment.

(What does that face mean?)

The tears withdrew, the pain subsided, but — even rather, the more troubling palpitations didn't go away for a while.

Gilbert:…..Welcome back, Roderich. How was it?

A man with a black hood pulled over his eyes kneels in front of his lord, who sits on the bed, legs crossed.

Roderich: Most are nobles of third class or lower. More details here.

Prince Gilbert accepted the proffered document and the edge of his mouth lifted.

Gilbert: I know. .....All these little things aren't worth hunting.

Gilbert: Ah, but just get rid of this guy.

Roderich: Why?

Gilbert: Pleasure is allowed. But....

A needle taken out from somewhere that was pierced into the written name.

It seemed to be more than just a needle and caused a faint blotch on the paper.

Roderich: Is it poison?

Gilbert: This came out of the book in the little rabbit’s room.

Gilbert: I have to remind her what happens when she messes with my stuff.....right?

Roderich: Understood.

Roderich: But you seem to like her a lot.

Gilbert: Hehe…does it look like that?

Roderich: Am I wrong?

Gilbert: Yes, unfortunately.

He takes one look at the large pile of cookies on the table, and his smile fades.

Gilbert: The more I learn about it, the worse it is. It's really frustrating.

Roderich:……..

Gilbert: I was going to give her a quiet moment on the big day, but when she asked me to like her, I decided not to.

Gilbert: And I don't have much time, to begin with.

Roderich:……..

Gilbert: Let's give little miss rabbit more malice than ever before.

Gilbert: ——I just hate white roses.

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Memories of Mortals and Madmen rework? tell me more

Okay! So! I realised that a lot of the old version progressed way too fast! Relationships weren't built and no one was given time to breathe to have some development and I realised (after playing throuhg TEW2 again) that Seb shouldn't still be working for the KCPD (TEW2 is taken into account but I'm not really following that timeline, just picking certain plot and fact points from it lmao), so I had to reimagine the story with that involved! I also wanted to give William more people to interact with since he'd just be all alone otherwise (which would be accurate but he needs someone to bounce off of that's not Joseph when Joseph isn't there!) Speaking of relationships, I wanted to fix William and Joseph's, actually give them more of a dynamic then have it happen for the sake of happening. The same thing goes for Ronald and William, as in the original story I had that relationships just thrown in last second. I also want to give Seb and Joseph more of a part too because they never felt like they had much of one! Seb was still upset over Myra and Lily (I mean, understandably) and Joseph was just kind of passive to it. I'm hoping with this rework, it's feel more like mutual pining at some point!

So, yeah! Lots of relationships changes! As for the plot itself, it's mostly going the same way except Lily will be an actual character eventually, the Undertaker's presence will be felt a bit more, the murder subplot for Seb and Joseph is more streamlined and makes more sense (Also make Joseph sound more Canadian. A lot more "eh's" because as a Canadian, I've never conciously realised how much I say it in every day conversation until writing Joseph xD) That's all I can really say without going full spoiler mde (not that really is any lol) but I'm REALLY hoping this rework turns out how I want it to!

Here's a small snippet from the first draft of the rework:

Joseph stares down at the business card he continuously flips between his fingers. He’s not exactly sure why he thought having lunch with William would be a good idea but after this morning, he just wanted to have a small break without feeling like he was losing his mind a second time. While things were still tense with Sebastian, it was work that made him feel like he’d gone mad. When he’d asked about the body he’d found last night, Wolfe acted like he’d never heard of such a thing. He’d even looked himself and there was no official report made but it wasn’t like he made it up. He knew what he saw with his own two eyes, which, he supposes, couldn’t be very reliable narrators at times. It was also the time he’d officially met William and this business card proved it. If there was no body, there wouldn’t have been a Grim Reaper but he supposes bringing that up wouldn’t set well with anyone at work.

A grim reaper. William. He still thinks the man is mocking him, especially when he looks at the number on the business card. 444-444-413 just didn’t seem real but of course it was. William may not have answered but he did call him back, so obviously, the call had gone through.

He sighs, looking out the window. Ten minutes into his lunch break and he wonders if William will show up at all. “I apologise but there was a soul that needed collecting before I met you.”

The cool, posh, English accent isn’t hard to distinguish and of course when he turns from the window, he sees William just taking the seat across from him. He looks just as he had the last two times Joseph had seen William, although he does seem to be leaning just slightly more on his right and there’s an even slighter pinch to his expression. “I’m just glad you came.” he looks William over. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” William dismisses his worry with a wave of his hand. “I merely had a run in with a demon when you’d called and I’m afraid I may have broken a rib or two. Nothing to concern yourself with.”

“A broken rib? Two?! Shouldn’t you be going to a hospital?”

“Goodness no. One thing you must understand Oda is that wounds like broken bones, bruises, cuts, things that may be fatal to a human are mundane to us. Our bodies will heal on their own so long as it isn’t a slash from a death scythe. Even a demon’s claw, while painful and more dire, will continue to heal on its own with a bit more rest. I’m sure by tonight, I will be fine.”

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goofysimpleton · 11 months

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Keith Howell

Main Route Chapter 6

~This translation is not 100% accurate. Just here for you fellow impatient friends.

N= Narration

⬛️=whenever the next text showed up

I have the characters address Belle as MC for main character.

Italics for flashback scenes.

Choices are bold. The selection I picked is blue.

Scene 1

N: At a time when the stars colored the night sky…

Keith: “...” N: The hallway was wrapped in silence, and Keith’s expression was sorrowful as he walked. ⬛️ Suddenly, as if blended into the darkness, he notices someone standing before him.

Gilbert: “Good evening.”

Keith: “Good evening. Um… GIlbert, are you on a walk?”

Gilbert: “Does it look like that?”

Keith: “....Not really.”

N: Gilbert smiled refreshingly and pointed his finger at him.

Gilbert: “That book is a gimmick picture book, isn’t it? I’m sure Miss Rabbit will be pleased.” ⬛️ “Ah, but if that author is that author, maybe she’ll like the next one better?”

Keith: “Maybe, I’m not sure.” ⬛️ “You know a lot about MC, don’t you?”

Gilbert: “Better than you.”

Keith: “How did you know I was going to bring this to her?”

Gilbert: “In the evening, I saw you hurriedly picking up the Little Rabbit from the common room and taking her to the infirmary.” ⬛️ “You can’t sit still because of that guilt that you caused her to get sick.” ⬛️ “DIdn’t you prepare the book for her to prevent boredom in bed?”

Keith: “Gilbert, you know everything. Or rather, I’m the only one who can’t understand.” ⬛️ “......She….” ⬛️ “...”

N: The words were interrupted as if he was lost, and Keith laughed unreliably.

Keith: “Sorry, it’s nothing.” ⬛️ “Well, I’ll be giving this book to MC, so excuse me.” ⬛️ “Even though we're inside the castle, it gets cold at night, so take your walk in moderation.”

Gilbert: “I didn't say I was going for a walk, did I?”

Keith: “Ahaha, that’s true.”

N: Moving to step forward, Keith tried to pass Gilbert.

Gilbert: “Even though you knew from the beginning. Isn’t it kind of you to go out with her?” Keith: “Eh?”

Gilbert: “I wonder if ‘you’ liked Little Rabbit that much, too.”

Keith: “Gilbert, what are you…?”

N: Gilbert simply smiled at Keith, who tilted his head. ⬛️ his red eyes seemed to see someone other than him.

Gilbert: “Don’t bully her too much, okay? Of course, Miss Rabbit…” ⬛️ “I’m sure it’s ‘him’ who will break first.”

Scene 2

(...Why do I catch a cold at a time like this when I rarely catch them?)

N: On my bed, I looked sideways at Keith who was sitting on a chair.

Keith: “...” (Ever since you came to visit me, you’ve been looking gloomy.

N: I was supposed to be Keith’s guide today as well. ⬛️ However, Keith noticed a change in my physical condition and took me to the infirmary while hugging me. ⬛️ When I was diagnosed with a mild cold, it was called off. ⬛️ Now, thanks to taking medicine and sleeping, there is no fever or laziness and I’m the same as when I was healthy.

Flashback Keith: “As expected… Your body is hot.” ⬛️ “....It’s my fault.”

(It’s not Keith’s fault. It’s because of my poor physical condition management.)

N: Feelings of guilt pricked my heart.

(Hmm, I’m thirsty… I’ll drink some water.)

N: When I got up, Keith immediately poured the contents of the pitcher into the glass.

Keith: “Yes, you must be thirsty.”

MC: “Thank you very much.”

N: I took a sip of it, the cool water running down my throat felt good.

Keith: “I’m glad the medicine seems to be working. Did it taste bitter?”

MC: “It was alright.”

(I feel like a child who is worried about taking medicine for the first time. It’s kind of amusing.) ⬛️ (But why would you ask such a thing… Perhaps…)

MC: “Did you prescribe that medicine?”

N: Keith paused as if he was wondering if he should say something or not, and he gently shook his head.

Keith: “Looking at your symptoms, I thought a normal antipyretic would be more effective.” ⬛️ “I was selfish when I asked you to let me synthesize it.” ⬛️ “Ah, there’s an apothecary by my side, so there’s nothing strange in there! If you’re worried, you can take it to the pharmacist–”

MC: “It’s fine! I’m not worried at all.”

Keith: “I see… Thank you.” ⬛️ “There are also fruits, so if you’re feeling a little hungry, you should eat them. And…”

N: After some hesitation, he handed me a book.

Scene 3

Keith: “I thought you might get bored if you couldn’t sleep.” ⬛️ “If you don’t mind, I would be happy if you could accept this, too.”

(I can’t believe you thought about that…)

N: His bottomless concern and kindness made my heart pound. ⬛️ The book that was handed to me was thick, and on the cover was a single flower drawn in gold.

Keith: “With this book, you can enjoy various views of Jade.”

N: When I opened the book on my lap, flowers and butterflies popped out. ⬛️ It seems that the elaborate picture expresses beauty, and the vivid colors express loveliness.

MC: “It’s beautiful. Each page is so powerful that I feel like I could stare at it for hours!” ⬛️ “Jade has such a wonderful flower garden. I want to see it with my own eyes someday.”

Keith: “I want you to see them. I don’t mean to compete with them, but they are as beautiful as the Rhodolite roses.” ⬛️ “The flowers blooming in Jade are also beautiful and fill my heart.”

N: Keith’s love for his country seemed to come through in his gentle voice.

MC: Keith, thank you very much for everything.” ⬛️ “The doctor said that if I rested for a day, there would be no problem.” ⬛️ “Thanks to you, it looks like I’ll heal without getting worse.”

Keith: “Of course, I just took you to the infirmary.” ⬛️ “At that time, I’m sorry for showing you an embarrassingly flustered appearance.”

MC: “I was happy because it’s rare to be worried like that when one is grown up.”

Keith: “...Even so, I haven’t done anything that would make you appreciate me.” ⬛️ “In the first place, I dragged you around late into the night to look for the hair ornament, and the result was that it cooled down your body.” ⬛️ “Sorry…”

(I wonder if Keith thinks that all the negative events are his fault.)

N: That was what I had felt during my time with Keith. ⬛️ His majestic body looked so fragile that he could fall over with one fingertip. ⬛️ The uneasy colors that I’ve seen many times in the depths of his eyes flicker.

Keith: “Eh…”

MC: “Ah…”

N: Before I knew it, my hand was stroking the head of Keith’s fluffy, olive-colored hair.

MC: “S-Sorry!”

(What am I doing? Patting the head of a prince..!)

N: My body temperature dropped all at once, and I hurriedly withdrew my hand.

MC: “This was definitely not a joke or a prank…” ⬛️ “No, even so, it’s very rude.”

Keith: “MC, calm down. Let’s take a deep breath first.” ⬛️ “At this rate, your fever is going to go up. Yes, inhale…”

N: I took a deep breath as instructed. Just a little, I felt like I had regained my composure.

Keith: “It’s okay. I don’t think it was rude, so please don’t apologize.” ⬛️ “I was just surprised… No…”

(...?)

Scene 4

Keith: “Rather, I didn’t hate it.”

MC: “!?”

Keith: “How can I say it, I can understand why Dill seemed to be feeling good when you stroked his head.” ⬛️ “As I imagined, the way you touch is gentle…”

(Surely, at the tea party, he said he was envious.) ⬛️ (As he said, should I take this literally?)

CHOICES:

(I think I’ll try stroking one more time.)

You imagined it

His hair was soft and comfortable

(I think I’ll try stroking his head one more time.) ⬛️ (What am I thinking, taking advantage of Keith’s kindness?)

N: I shake off my worries in a hurry. ⬛️ As I was desperately trying to calm my raging heart, Keith moved his hands in a hurry.

Keith: “I’m sorry! It was probably disgusting to see such a nice old man looking so happy about having his head caressed.” ⬛️ “I’m really sorry, I feel bad for you again.”

MC: “No, it wasn’t! I’ve never felt uncomfortable or disgusted by you, Keith.”

Keith: “...R-Really?”

N: When I nodded strongly, he replied with a slightly embarrassed, “I see.” ⬛️ It looks like I’m going to heat up again.

Keith: “MC, can I ask you one thing?” ⬛️ “Why are you stroking my head?”

MC: “Because…”

(Let’s be honest.)

MC: “I think it’s because I wanted to stop your sinking feelings, even if just a little.” ⬛️ “I noticed something when I was with you.”

N: I opened my mouth again while choosing my words one by one in my head.

MC: “Keith, it seems you blame yourself for all of the negative events happening recently.” ⬛️ “And your apologies and demeaning words seem to crush you with a sense of guilt, so I’m worried.”

Keith: “...”

NC: “You’re very kind to others, but I don’t think you’re kind to yourself.” ⬛️ “Sometimes the words we speak not only hurt others, but ourselves.” ⬛️ “That’s why I don’t want you to apologize too much… I don’t want you to blame yourself for everything….” ⬛️ “It’s because I’ve been lax about managing my physical condition, especially this time!”

N: I laughed, but the room was so silent that even the sound of the sheets could be heard loudly.

(Did I say something that sounded like a lesson?) ⬛️ (I probably could have told you in a better way.)

N; When I was about to be overwhelmed with regret, I heard a voice tinged with surprise.

Keith: “When I talk to you, I often feel strange.” ⬛️ “Because I’ve never met someone like you before, I guess.” ⬛️ To think you would say such kind words to me…”

MC: “To you?”

N: I unconsciously raise my eyebrows. Keith apologetically gave me a wry smile.

Keith: “I’m sorry. This is already ingrained and can’t be removed.”

Scene 5

Keith: “.......After all, you are an obedient and gentle woman.” MC: “Keith, you’re kind.”

Keith: “Mine is just self-satisfaction. It’s just an illusion, a person who is intoxicated by his gentle self.”

MC: “If it’s just an illusion, that rose hair ornament would’ve never come back to me.” ⬛️ “I would’ve asked someone else to look for it, not Keith himself.” ⬛️ “And it’s hard to be kind to someone, even if you’re complacent.”

Keith: “That kind of thing is…”

MC: “Yes.” N: When I returned it to cover it, Keith narrowed his eyes dazzlingly.

Keith: “I’m not playing a game, but I don’t think I can beat you.” ⬛️ “...” ⬛️ “Don’t worry. I’m not overwhelmed with guilt.”

(Ah…) Keith: “I’m not the kind of person to worry about. I can’t do anything, I’m fine and do terrible things.” ⬛️ “Still I laugh through it.”

N: His voice, facial expression, everything is gentle. Nevertheless…

Keith: “That’s why you shouldn’t believe me.” ⬛️ “But what you just said made me happy. Thank you, MC.”

MC: “....Not at all.”

N: It felt like an invisible wall had been created.

(I misunderstood it because we became closer compared to the beginning.) ⬛️ (I thought I knew about Keith, but I only know the outside.)

N: Just like when I tried to get into Keith’s heart without hesitation, regret and sorrow wrench my chest. ⬛️ In the depths of his golden eyes, the wavering uneasy color never disappeared. ⬛️ Keith, who had promised to talk until she was sleepy, ⬛️ As MC departed for the world of dreams, he took a sorrowful sigh.

Keith: “I’m glad you’re not on guard, but… Don’t worry.” ⬛️ “...”

N: He stared at her sleeping face. ⬛️ Slowly, he reached for MC’s head and… quickly withdrew as if he came to his senses.

Keith: “...What am I doing?” ⬛️ “Really… What am I doing?”

N: He got up from his chair. ⬛️ He walked as if searching for something, but there was so much hesitation in his steps that it was easy to understand.

Keith: “...Ah.”

N: Suddenly, he lost his balance. ⬛️ He hurriedly put his hands on the wall and distorted his face as if he was frightened.

Keith: “......How awful.”

N: He rushed to the door and grabbed the doorknob.

Keith: “....”

N: Suddenly, he stopped moving. ⬛️ Keith let out a sigh and let go of the doorknob he held.

Bad Keith: “Sheesh, just do it. That’s why you’re such a failure.”

N: The eyes of Keith who looked back were sharp and cold like a beast. ⬛️ He walked to the bed without hesitation and looked down at MC.

Bad Keith: “....What a defenseless girl.”

N: He took off his gloves and touched the sleeping MC’s forehead and neck. ⬛️ His hand seemed to confirm that there was no fever.

Bad Keith: “...” N: Hesitantly caressing her small head, the hand quickly retreated.

Bad Keith: “Gilbert is also a bad person. Don’t talk about ‘me’ when ‘he’s’ out in the open.”

[In which I think he’s saying Gilbert shouldn’t talk about Keith’s other personality in public]

N: He murmured in annoyance, flipping through the neatly stacked books and notebooks on the desk. ⬛️ He didn’t find anything particularly “suspicious”, so he quickly lost interest and leaned back on her desk.

Bad Keith: “Isn’t it because it’s irrelevant?” ⬛️ “...” ⬛️ “...I’m tired of it.”

N: He took a coin out of his pocket and flipped his with his finger and rolled it on his hand. ⬛️ The man seemed to be resolving the back-and-forth and sorting out his thoughts.

MC: “Mm….”

Bad Keith: “...”

N: MC writhed at his feet and crawled into the sheets up to his neck to escape the cold.

Bad Keith: “...”

N: A sinister smile appeared, as if he had come up with something bad. ⬛️ Keith borrowed a piece of paper and a quill, and after writing something down, ⬛️ he tore the paper in two, folded it and put it in his pocket with the coin.

Bad Keith: “Now, how should I fall?”

N: As he walked forward, he removed his cloak and became agile. ⬛️ MC was so sound asleep that she didn’t wake up when Keith sat on the bed. ⬛️ The beast that covers it for good puts his hands on the sides of her face.

Bad Keith: “Let me have more fun, okay, MC?” ⬛️ “Because I’m gambling on you.”

N: After whispering, he slowly brought his face to hers… ⬛️ The next morning…

MC: “...”

N: I was terribly confused.

Keith: “...”

(Why is Keith in my bed!?)

Synopsis of Chapter 7

“I’m sorry. I’m the worst… No, but we’re both wearing clothes.” After a busy morning, I was Keith, Yves, and Licht in a certain place, and what the three of them were holding was…

#ikemen prince #ikepri #ikeprince keith #ikeprince translation #keith howell #イケメン王子 #キース=ハウエル #サイバード #cybird #cybird ikemen #ikeprince #ikemen ouji #ikemen prince keith #ikemen games #ikemen prince spoilers #ikemen series #ikepri keith

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big finish boxset review!!

The Sixth Doctor and Peri Volume One

Got this a couple days ago, listened to all four stories. Here’s what I thought about them! Spoiler-free thoughts for each episode first, then spoilers at the end.

Episode 1: The Headless Ones This one had enjoyable characters and a framing device that helped the pacing a lot. Nothing special, just a fine episode of Who. Probably could’ve handled the colonialism stuff better, though.

Episode 2: Like I’m sorry, but this one just didn’t land. Doctor Who Does Social Media is a seemingly laughable concept, and I was willing to give it the benefit of the doubt, but it didn’t work. It just didn’t have anything interesting to say and the pacing was all over the place. I had a good laugh at The Doctor Being Canceled To Death On Social Media but that’s about the only entertainment I got here.

Episode 3: The Vanity Trap A promising premise turns into a failed character piece. Also, a side character who proves to be one of the most atrociously acted characters in Doctor Who. The timey-wimey plot is nonsensical by the end and the ending just isn’t satisfying.

Episode 4: Conflict Theory There’s more than meets the eye (ear?) with this one. Ultimately, I liked it, but I can’t get too deep into it without spoilers. I laughed to tears in confusion at one point. Probably the strongest story on the boxset and actually has meaningful interaction between the Doctor and Peri! It only took until episode 4.

Overall, do I recommend this boxset? Eh.... not really, no. There’s nothing here that you can’t get elsewhere from better stories. I was sincerely hoping a boxset titled “The Sixth Doctor and Peri” would, I don’t know, examine the relationship between the Doctor and Peri, maybe even have an arc with them! Nah. If you really like this TARDIS team, you’ll probably enjoy this set, but if you’re not ride or die for Sixie and Peri, you won’t be missing much.

Spoilers ahead!

Okay, I’m mostly just going to talk about Episode 4 here. Because wow, that was an experience. About twenty minutes in I was just dumbfounded by what I was listening to. It felt like bad fanfiction! Welp, turns out it was bad fanfiction... written by the Doctor and Peri as part of their plan to take down Space Robot Sigmund Freud Hivemind. Pretty funny, while it was a thoroughly unnuanced take on mental health treatment that basically reduced to “wow, that Freud guy sure was wacky, huh?” which, well, not wrong, I don’t think it had any truly terrible messaging. (Similarly, Episode 1 reduced to “yay, we killed the one evil colonialist guy! Please ignore that the rest of the expedition was complicit in what he was doing.”) The actual examination of the Doctor and Peri’s relationship was at the end, where they turn to each other and more or less say “Our lifestyle is pretty crazy and we’re probably not in a very healthy relationship, but fuck it!”

It was quite shippy though. If you’re into that. The Doctor and Peri’s false narrative was mashed together from real events... which makes you wonder about the veracity of Peri’s line referring to her and the Doctor as “breaking up”...

Oh, one last note: Dr. Karp in Episode 3. How the hell did his lines get past Quality Assurance. Every single line took me out of the episode they were so horribly delivered. I like British people doing not-quite-accurate American accents but that was just awful.

#doctor who #sixth doctor #peri brown #the sixth doctor and peri brown #big finish #doctor who audio #big finish boxset #doctor who review

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the-blind-assassin-12 · 2 years

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writer wednesday #19 - 11/16/2022

🐪Happy Wednesday, everyone! Can you believe we’re half way through November already? I can’t. You know what I can believe, though? That the three fics I’m about to rec are absolutely GREAT. So if you’re looking for something to read today, why not start right here with two Marcuses and a Max?! Happy reading, friends! And don’t forget to like, comment, reblog or drop into the asks of the writers to let them know how much you appreciate them, and so others can find their great work too!

*as always this list is ordered by length*

This Drabble by @cyantomatos

Marcus Pike x F!Reader

WC: ~600

Short & sweet - trigger warning for claustrophobia.

Okay. Listen. I’m not claustrophobic. But I have PLENTY of other anxieties, and I simply cannot believe that Marcus Pike calmly talking me through a situation wouldn’t immediately help things. Even if I didn’t know him. Even if he was a stranger. Because at his core, Marcus Pike is a caring, genuine, chivalrous man, and you nailed that aspect of his personality here. Reading this made me smile. Real big. And I hope these two have a GREAT time the next time they’re together.

Busboys and Poets by @something-tofightfor

Marcus Pike x F!Reader

WC: 2.3k

One-shot

👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 Marcus Pike out here on a date that isn’t going well and proactively pulling the plug!! You know what that is?! GROWTH 🤌🏻. This man has learned because he’s been burned and that is very sexy of him. It means he knows what he’s looking for - an actual connection with someone. That thing that you can’t really define you just know it when you feel it. That’s what he’s looking for and I am so happy for him for actively seeking it out instead of just going along with something that doesn’t feel right in the hope that maybe it will. This is Marcus after he’s picked himself up and decided what he wants out of a relationship. This is Marcus Pike with a clear head and an open heart and I am just so damn glad that he went for a walk after that #DateFail because hot damn when one door closes another bench opens. I loved this, and you did SO right by Marcus. Thank you for this.

Reflective by @prolix-yuy

Max Phillips x F!Reader

WC: 8.9k

Warnings on this one for blood & smut & more - make sure you check them out before you read!

Okay I don’t know what’s going on with me but lately I’ve just been gravitating towards this funky jerky little vampire dude, and this right here was JUST what I’ve been craving. First of all, this description is probably the most accurate one of Max I’ve ever seen. He’s such a problem. But working for him in this capacity and having that level of trust with him sounds like a dream job - um, you know, aside from the… like… blood and danger et cetera. Eh you know what? whatever I’ll take all the above. I loved this for a lot of reasons, but mostly for the way that Max is so protective of Reader. Shoot that shit into my veins please and thank you. GOSH I’m excited to read the next piece of this one!!

#three great things i read this week #writer wednesday #three great things #fic rec fic rec fic rec!!!#marcus pike x female reader #max phillips x female reader #cyantomatoes #something tofightfor #prolix yuy

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||Continuing from this post, woo this was a long one.

“First off, no more hiding shit. If there’s something you know about the killing game that I want to know about, you tell me.”

“That’s fair, fine.”

“Second, no more calling me otonokoji. If we’re going to keep living together we need to start going by first name basis.”

“Huh? But isn’t that too much…? A boy and a girl going by first names…it could give the wrong impression-“

“It’s not that big of a deal Yomiuri? Just- call me Hibiki from now on okay?”

“If you say so…I guess you can call me Nikei then.”

“Cool and the third thing.”

“If we’re going to find a better place to live, we both need to do our part. So we’ll be sharing chores and going extra hard at our jobs Kay?”

“Wait you want do chores and get a job? Since when?”

“Well, I’ve just been thinking it’d be better if we both did our fair share, I can’t let you do all the work…”

“So….you actually want to help out?”

“Yeah, I can’t keep relying on other people to do stuff for me, if we’re going to get this to work I need to pitch in too.”

“Plus it might help us bond more if we’re doing stuff like chores together.”

“So that’s it for now I think! Whatya think?”

“Well, I’ve heard worse terms. Yeah I can agree to those I guess.”

“Great!”

(After that we started getting along a lot better, and we ended up a lot closer!)

(You were oddly really quick to accept everything I said, but like you said I guess you had time to think?)

(yeah, I just thought about what suka’d say, and I know she’d want us getting along. And if she trusted you, why shouldn’t I?)

(….)

“Anyways, that’s everything I think. Wow time flies, were in such a better place now right Nikki?”

“Yeah, this house is a lot better than that crumby apartment was.”

“We still need to talk about some inconsistencies though-“

“Eh, like what?”

“Well for one thing I’m pretty sure I didn’t say that stuff about using first names!”

“Wha- nuh uh you totally did!”

“Can you prove it though?”

“Oh yes I can! I might have memory issues but they aren’t as bad as ruru’s!”

“Well I have a great memory, and I know I don’t say embarrassing stuff like that, let alone blush that much-“

“Oh that is so not true-“

The two, after recalling a important memory together, had a lighthearted argument on whether the memory was completely accurate or not

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Ouma Great War Chronicles - Episode 4: This, If Only This, I’d Like for You to Understand

Narrator: Nikaido Shuugetsu, who was just promoted from the outskirts, upon learning that Genzuki was going to the place of the Gods, requested on his first day to accompany him. Genzuki, together with Nikaido, begins making the tools of ritual to hold audience with the gods.

scene: Genzuki’s Workroom

Genzuki: Nikaido-kun, hit it a little more gently! That shimenawa rope will be dedicated to the gods.

Nikaido: Haah... You mean like this.

Genzuki: Yes, yes, that’s more like it. Keep hitting it that way until the rope becomes soft. Ah, when the shimenawa is finished, please prepare sakaki branches to be dedicated to the gods. Then, as for offerings, sake and rice… Oh, and we should bring salt too…

Nikaido: …… (Since starting this work, two hours have already passed.)

flashback scene

Nikaido: I more or less understand the circumstances.

Genzuki: Eh?

Nikaido: Take me with you to the place of the gods.

Genzuki: That would be fine, but… It’s your first day, so you can take it slow, you know? Take a tour around the other departments, and so on…

Nikaido: No need. I already have a grasp of the structure and personnel in every department. Doesn’t doing this much go without saying?

Genzuki: Is, is that so. That really is impressive. Okay then, I’ll have you as my assistant this time.

Nikaido: Assistant, you say…? Well, so be it. This first day I’ll have you show me your skills. Let’s head out then.

Genzuki: Ah wait, wait! Before that, we need to make our preparations. First, I’d like to use this straw and mallet to make a shimenawa rope.

Nikaido: … hah?

end flashback

Nikaido: Oi, Genzuki.

Genzuki: Within the Ouma Empire – In your perpetual divinity – Please forgive me of this utterance – Oh gods of Ouma – Mine name be Genzuki Toujirou – In that warm light – Let blossom the Sakura of this country – For illuminating this nation – I offer my sincere gratitude – That disasters be cleansed – That harmony be attained – I most humbly call on you

Nikaido: (A prayer? So he’s offering it up in the direction that the gods would be. If we’re going to converse with them then we should hurry up and go on our way. I struggle to see the point of allocating time for this.)

Genzuki: Fhuu… Ah, sorry, is there something you wanted to ask?

Nikaido: Aren’t we going to the place of the gods? I don’t believe we have the spare time to be leisurely reciting prayers. They could just as well be offered up after arriving at our destination, and as for the preparation of the shimenawa, there’s no need to make one anew, is there.

Genzuki: … What you’re saying isn’t wrong, but the god we’re going to speak with this time is famously obstinate. He is known as the “God of Blacksmithing,” but it would also be accurate to call him a god of war. Angering him would cause a lot of trouble, so it’s necessary to make thorough preparations in advance.

Nikaido: Sorry I’m only suburban-class.* I don’t really see the meaning in doing this.

Genzuki: Is that so… Well, your way of thinking may stand to reason too. But, I’ve always done it this way, because we are in a position of partaking in the power of the gods. Even being suburban-class, you must need to show a certain level of sincerity, right?

Nikaido: Hoh. Well then, what if while you’re being given the runaround by the gods, the harm to the people is increasing?

Genzuki: That’s…

Nikaido: … Anyway, this should suffice for the shimenawa.

Genzuki: Ah… mn, it does. At least with this, we’re prepared the minimum, so let’s go to the shrine.

scene change: Shrine Where Gods Dwell

Nikaido: So, this place belongs to that obstinate god.

Genzuki: Mn. It’s been a long time since I’ve had someone working with me…

sfx: thunder and rain

Nikaido: Nh, until now it was perfectly sunny…

Genzuki: (Could it be… Nikaido’s true sentiments have been discovered…?) Let’s return for today.

Nikaido: What? The worship hall is right in front of us.

Genzuki: Yes, but it seems that the gods are not in a good mood. Going in now would only anger them more.

Nikaido: Don’t tell me all this time, you’ve been doing things this way? Prioritizing the gods’ good moods and postponing missions as a result?

Genzuki: It’s not postponing the mission. If you can’t hold a proper conversation with the gods, nothing can be done about the mission or anything else. This, if only this, I’d like for you to understand.

Nikaido: … I see. What an unbelievably stupid crowd. This being my first day, I held back somewhat, but I now see it’s no time to be doing that. Excuse me, but I’ll be leaving first.

Genzuki: Haah, it seems I really can’t match his tempo. I worry about what lies ahead...

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Translation notes

* Nikaido says “suburban-class” with the implication that being from the city outskirts, he is inferior. It would be similar to saying, “Sorry for being second-rate.” Of course, coming from him, it’s probably sarcastic.

This episode contains many references to Shinto religion, which I am not personally familiar with. I had to look these up myself:

shimenawa – braided ropes often used in shrines, protective bracelets, etc. In some of the English webpages I skimmed through, they were referred to as ‘Shinto braids.’

sakaki – The sakaki tree is sacred in the Shinto religion. Branches of this tree may be placed alongside offerings at a shrine.

Genzuki’s prayer uses ancient speech, so translating it was a long struggle and I’m still not sure if I accurately conveyed each line. I’m linking the Japanese references I used, which include… things like a Yahoo Answers thread from 2009. Yeah, this was way harder than usual.

detail.chiebukuro.yahoo.co.jp/qa/question_detail/q1327097983

miyazakijingu.or.jp/publics/index/32/detail=1/b_id=128/r_id=151/

kobun.weblio.jp/content/%E3%81%8B%E3%82%80%E3%81%A5%E3%81%BE%E3%82%8B

#vδlz #ouma great war chronicles #genzuki tojiro #nijisanji #english translation #ouma taisen tan

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Punch: So Mokona was the incarnation of Hooty?!

Edalyn: Clow did tell me that Mokona was originally from Cephiro world. My dear sister mentioned that Mokona looked like Hooty and she missed Hooty. So Clow made her another Mokona and another Mokona.

Punch: Oh.... wow...I'm relieved.(If it is true, it could be the worst nightmare.)

Edalyn: I heard that when Hooty first met glasses man, that human boy freak out and call him a black dumpling. Owlbert told me about it.

Punch: His name is Watanuki.....Eh?!

Edalyn: But Clow was okay to change Hooty's name to "Mokona". That's cute but weird. No wonder why Fei Wang couldn't notice him, he's the protection of the shop too.

Punch: Hooty really is Mokona?!

Edalyn: Oh! I also heard that there was a good drin..

Punch: No spoilers, thank you!

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From Clamp original, Yuko was originally unknown and even an unknown name. Upon her death, Yūko finally explains her connections with Clow Reed. As Yūko lay dying, Clow Reed had the briefest thought that he wanted her to remain alive. Clow's magic was so powerful that this single thought caused Yūko to become frozen in time. But in Tsubasa of Phantasia, when Clow reed's group fight God___. That God____ cursed Edalyn and changed her to become the witch form of Owl Beast. A Witch is born from a curse or Malevolence when they are filled with impurities. Witches are creatures that feed off of despair and spread darkness. Lilith saved her sister by sacrificing her life but Clow reed saved Lilith's life and that's why Clow reed was dead and no longer exists only in Human realm. To avoid this happening again, Edalyn chose to go back to her homeland and together with Raine created the power to avoid the curse that turns into a witch, hellion, daemon etc. Edalyn had gained control over her despair in Harpy form to attack her enemies during battle, causing massive damage. Both Lilith and Edalyn can't leave their place and never meet again after that day. That's why Edalyn always sent Owlbert to visit Lilith and Punch met Owlbert for the first time in Tsofph season 9(final judgement)

Source: Cardcaptor Sakura: The Movie

The name "Yuko" was given when came to visit Madoushi for the first time and before went to Magic Knight Rayearth dimansion. Madoushi was a fortune teller in Hong Kong who was quite popular until Clow Reed came to town. Despite not being a fortune teller himself, Clow Reed made future predictions that were more accurate than Madoushi's, which angered her, and led her to challenge him to one fight after another. Confident and sassy, Edalyn is best described as rebellious, which made Madoushi challenge Clow Reed in the first place. After Clow Reed monopolized the fortune-telling market in Hong Kong, Madoushi became dangerously competitive with him, at least initially. The flashback of Clow Reed giving her a birthday present in the form of a hair ornament indicates that the two may have reconciled at some point and even started falling in love. She started developing feelings for him, but it isn't indicated if he returned the feelings. She constantly made mentioned that there was something she wanted to tell him, presumably that she loved him. Unlike her sister Lilith, Eda is vehemently anti-authoritarian, having little to no respect for laws and authority in general. She refuses to join any of the covens because she views them as crooked and for the limitations, they place on magic. She is also not a fan of the educational system for similar reasons, bemoaning its reliance on "blind obedience" and "pointless busywork". Lilith has more empathetic and caring towards others but still retains her prideful nature similar to Edalyn. After Yūko's Shop was created and alone before meeting Dhaos again, Lilith made her decision and change her name to Yuko Ichihara. Yuko's first name translates as "to help, assist, repay kindness," coinciding with her roles as wish-granter and Watanuki mentor.

Introduce characters:

Source: The Owl House EP: Them's the Breaks, Kid

Lilith Clawthorne was born as the eldest daughter to Gwendolyn and Dell Clawthorne. She was noted to be very independent from a young age, and while her mother loved her dearly, Gwendolyn was much more attentive to her younger sister Eda. She had a very close relationship with her younger sister, to the point where she used a pain sharing spell to lessen the pain of her injured sister during their childhood. As a teenager, Lilith attended Hexside School of Magic and Demonics as a potions student alongside her more troublesome sister; she was a studious and well-disciplined student and even served as team captain of the Banshees.

Characters in comic: Punch Whalen and Derora (My own character), Lilith, Edalyn and Raine(Disney The Owl House),Clow Reed and Yuko Ichihara(Clamp), Dhaos(Tales of Phantasia), Sonic by Team Sonic, Gilgamesh(Fate series), Hooty(Disney The Owl House)

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※※ Read from left to right, top to bottom

言語：日本語(Pixiv)(以下のコンテンツは Pixiv で Google 翻訳を使用しており、情報はありません。)

(Fra nå av skal jeg slutte å oversette norsk fordi jeg tror du allerede har hatt noen til å oversette Tsubasa of Phantasia for meg nå. Har jeg rett?)

(Héðan í frá ætla ég að hætta að þýða íslensku því ég held að þú hafir nú þegar fengið einhvern til að þýða Tsubasa of Phantasia fyrir mig. Hef ég rétt fyrir mér?)

I actually had the story and characters ready before The Owl House and Sonic Frontiers came out. For example, Dr Eggman and Magilou will have one girl made from Ai. At first just spies, but in the end, become a family. I planned only that she will name Sage because of the lego name SEGA. I didn't design her apparent yet until Sonic Frontiers initial release. I don't know if they create her and name her Sage. Top of that, created by Eggman too. I don't know if that was a coincidence or not. But I chose that design by Sonic Team anyway. The reason I choose Sage from Sonic Frontiers for a reason is that it symbolizes the Sonic era coming back.(I mean her character is good). Tsofph season 6 show marked the return of Sonic and the era in which I discovered Sonic was supposed to be. The seasons are like my history that I discover year after year and I will stop in 2020, but when The Owl House comes out. I decided that if I saw a good movie in this era, I would add more. I don't know what season it will appear in. But the story of Tsofph remains the same. For example. If Fate Grand Order or Disney or an abandoned old film or history or fanfiction or fanart or Artist can make the characters weird and win my heart, I will put it in Tsofph's story. This Tsofph story is like a cultural journey around the world. (Because I read a lot of nonfiction books in the past.) Oh, I forget something. I'm going to prove that without cheating or Ai cannot be able to copy Tsofph's story or prove why people both in the past and present no one can replace them or even pretending to be them or if they did it from their heart, not for money. That's the real history that should remember.

#sakuraswordly #announce #tsubasa of phantasia #tsofph season 11 #analysis #punch whalen #clow reed #tsofph derora #yuuko ichihara #dhaos #top dhaos #raine whispers #edalyn clawthorne #hint

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I Want to Know Every Inch of You~ Ellis Twilight

This a fan translation so it is definitely not 100% accurate. I do not own anything related to Ikemen Villains. Support Cybird by buying their amazing stories!

Warnings: Explicit, NSFW-so MDNI

Victor asked me to take Crown’s physical measurements for health management and research purposes.

I went to Ellis first, who was easy to ask, and I was right.

Thanks to his great cooperation, the measurements proceeded smoothly.

Kate: “Thank you for your cooperation, Ellis. This completes the measurement of your upper body.”

Ellis: “It was good. By the way, Kate, there’s something I was wondering…”

Ellis: “Can I ask you to lend me a hand?”

Kate: “…? Yes, please.”

I held out my hand, wondering what he was going to do, and Ellis’s hand overlapped with mine.

My guided hand touched Ellis’s chest, which was bare or measurement.

I can feel Ellis’s moist skin on the palm of my hand.

Ellis: “…If you’re interested in my body, you can touch it.”

Kate: “What?! Um, why…”

Ellis: “Because I felt like I could feel your eyes on me while you were measuring my chest… Or was it a misunderstanding?”

Kate: “Misunderstanding… no, it’s not.”

Ellis looks slender when he’s dressed, but when he takes his clothes off, he has an unexpectedly masculine body.

Even though I was taking measurements seriously, I couldn’t help but admire his thick chest and clearly defined abdominal muscles.

(I thought I was keeping calm, but he knew… embarrassing…)

Ellis: “As much as you like, Kate, go ahead.”

Kate: “I-If you ask me to go ahead…”

The idea of touching another person’s body, especially a man’s body, even if I am interested in it, makes me feel reserved and shy.

(I know Ellis is saying this for me, but… I’m going to say no.)

I tried to remove my hand, saying it was okay if I didn’t touch it.

However, Ellis is holding my hand tighter than I imagined, and I can’t pull away even slightly.

Ellis: “You don’t have to be shy with me, feel free to check with your own hands.”

Ellis seemed to notice that I was about to let go, and his hand tightened.

(If he’s insisting so much, it would be strange to force myself to say no… right?)

(If I refuse him too much, then it’s like I’m strangely aware of Ellis…)

Deciding to accept the kindness, I slid my hand over Ellis’s skin.

Kate: “…muscles are softer than I thought. I thought they were much firmer.”

Ellis: “When you’re relaxed, yes. When you put pressure on it, it’s harder…”

Kate: “Wow, that’s amazing…”

(Even so, I think people feel a bit resistant to having their skin touched…)

(Is Ellis used to being touched by people…?)

The fun is short-lived, my heart is in turmoil at the defenselessness of Ellis, who let me touch him without hesitation.

Ellis: “What’s wrong?”

Kate: “I… I was just wondering if you do this to anyone who asks you to.”

Regret hits me as soon as I say it.

I knew Ellis was kind to everyone, but I spoke as if I'm accusing him.

Ellis: “…”

Ellis: “…you okay? I haven’t done anything that would make you worry.”

It was a vague reply that seemed like an answer, but it wasn’t.

There was also a strange pause before the reply.

(What are you worried about? I wonder if you’ve even let someone touch you.)

(There’s no reason for me to feel this way, so why do I…)

Ellis: “If it still bothers you…why don’t you try touching another part of the body?”

Ellis: “…I really haven’t shown this place to anyone, I haven’t let anyone touch it.”

Ellis: “It’s special, only for you.”

Kate: “Eh…”

Ellis pulled my hand again.

The hand that had been touching his chest runs down his stomach…stopping at Ellis’s waist.

Kate: “…Ellis?”

Ellis: “No one has touched anything from here on down, so go ahead.”

Ellis indicates under his bottoms…his lower body.

Kate: “Oh, um…. This isn’t normally a place to let people touch you, is it?”

Ellis: “What do you want to do, Kate?”

Ellis: “I want to do what you want to do, rather than what’s normal or common sense.”

Ellis: “I’m always thinking about ways to make you happy.”

Even if Ellis’s feelings are something felt equally by everyone.

I was the only one in his eyes right now.

Kate: “I, ha…”

(…If there’s a place on Ellis’s body that’s only for me, I’d like to touch it.)

The sweet sound of ‘special’ makes me forget to reply and my throat clenches.

Ellis: “…Do what you want, it’s fine.”

I finally gave a small nod at the gentle forgiveness.

Ellis: “Shall we proceed slowly? Let’s start with… up to the first joint of your finger.”

Is Ellis holding my hand or am I proceeding of my own volition? I don’t know anymore.

My fingertips slip under the bottoms, with no sense of reality, as if in a dream.

Kate: “ngh”

Advancing my fingertips, I feel the texture of the rough skin. It’s hot and humid inside.

Ellis: “Hmmm… hmmm, you’ve gone all the way down to the base of your fingers, haven’t you?”

Ellis smiled like a child whose prank succeeded.

Despite his innocence, I felt like I was doing something I shouldn’t… and I was scared.

Kate: “Um, I guess….hngh!”

I came to my senses and withdrew my fingertips, grazing the deep part of Ellis.

Ellis: “Hnngh…”

(…!)

Ellis: “Sorry… I was ticklish and made a weird sound.”

Kate: “N-No…”

Ellis’s sweet voice leaked out in such a small sound, and it lingered in my ears and didn’t leave.

(I’m the only one who can touch this part of Ellis…)

(Is that cute voice I heard just now also just mine?)

The thought of it makes me want to touch it and hear it again.

(But, no more, I can’t…)

Ellis: “… Touch me more if you like, Kate.”

Taking my hesitant hand again, Ellis lets me touch it through his bottoms.

Kate: “…!”

I gasped as I felt something passionately asserting itself in the area I touched.

Ellis: “Because this happened… I want you to lend me a hand.”

Kate: “B-But… we were in the middle of body measurements, and…”

Ellis: “Well… can you check this too? There’s no problem if you measure it.”

Kate: “……I understand.”

(It’s just an extension of the measurements, just to make sure…)

Like a butterfly drawn to sweet nectar, I slipped my hand into it again.

Ellis: “Ngh….haa…”

I stroke it slowly while watching him, Ellis lets out a hot sigh of exasperation.

Ellis: “Kate…”

(…It’s strange, I can’t take my eyes off Ellis.)

He’s so lovely, so cute, so disturbed by my hands that I want to see more of him.

Driven by impulse, I moved my fingers with varying pressure to make Ellis feel good.

Ellis: “…hngh!”

Kate: “Here…?”

Ellis: “Nn…There, that feels good…"

Ellis’s hips moved gently as he rubbed against my hand.

It made me happy to know that I wasn’t the only one who wanted me to touch him.

(…with my hands, I want to make you feel good.)

At first it was just the fingertips, but gradually the whole palm of the hand was used to wrap around and continue the stimulation.

Ellis: “Hnngh!”

Kate: “Ah, I’m sorry. Did I press too hard…?”

Ellis: “No… I’m fine. It just felt so good I was about to lose it.”

Ellis: “You can touch me however you like… I’ll make this place exclusive to you, Kate.”

(Exclusive, to me…)

The haze in my mind that I felt when I thought Ellis might have let someone else touch him began to clear.

(I see… I wanted Ellis to be exclusive to me.)

(I didn’t want anyone else to touch or see Ellis…. I thought so.)

Once you understand your emotions, there’s only one thing to do.

As long as I could, I continued to stare at Ellis, who exhaled shallowly, touching where only I was allowed.

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[Piofiore no Banshou] Character CD Vol. 5 Orlok Translation

Mini Drama: Viaggio in Firenze

Summary: Orlok and Lili take a trip to Florence together...

Translated by ear so it might not be 100% accurate.

･ﾟ･:,｡★ translation under the cut ★,｡･:･ﾟ

Mm… mmm…. mm...

Huh? Is it morning already?

Ngh. Good morning. It looks like we fell asleep before we realized it.

—Ah, right! Um, does your body feel alright? Sorry about yesterday. I was too into it…

Really? I see, that’s a relief.

I was worried, so if you… didn’t dislike it, then I’m glad.

Mm… hehe, I caught you. Can we… stay a little longer like this? I don’t want to let go of you just yet. I want to stick close together.

Today is a very special morning, after all.

I mean, I’ve… always wanted to visit Florence with you.

My wish came true, so this morning is special.

But I… really do apologize for yesterday.

I dragged you to one place after another without taking your stamina into consideration.

I bet you’re tired from all that sightseeing.

The task Emilio asked me to handle finished earlier than planned, so I might have been a little too excited.

Pisa was a bit far away, so the journey there was tough, wasn’t it?

Really? That’s great. I’m happy if you say you had fun.

The bell tower in Pisa’s Piazza del Duomo really was tilted, huh?

It’s a bit mysterious how it doesn’t just fall over like that…

That tower was leaning when they started building it. Even so, they continued building. But it was dangerous since it looked like it was going to tip, so they were only able to make it half the planned height.

Hm, if they realized they made a mistake, then it would’ve been better to start over. Right?

Ehe. Hey… your hair is sticking up a bit here. It’s cute. I like how you are in the morning.

You’re always so well put together, so I think it’s adorable seeing you still a little sleepy or a little off guard.

Ah, is it about time to get up? But I—I want to stay like this a little longer.

Yeah—oh, right. Let’s decide what to do today? We’ll get up after we’re done discussing.

Florence, the city of the goddess of flowers. There’s plenty of churches and cathedrals. Tourism is thriving, but the handicrafts are also flourishing and they make a lot of wonderful things.

Mm, then starting off… should we go to the Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore?

Yeah. It’s close to here, so I agree.

Should we have breakfast somewhere before that? I checked out a few restaurants in the area yesterday.

I hope there’s something you’d like to eat.

Sure. Um, first, there’s a bar that’s popular with the locals here. Crostatas made from boiled apricots seem to be their specialty.

Ah, having a sweet cannoli at the pasticceria sounds nice too. I heard the cappuccino that’s only available on the morning menu tastes delicious.

There’s also the panetteria. They have a traditional bread from the region called pan di ramerino, and it has raisins and rosemary inside.

I’ve been to this city countless times but I’ve never had that before either, so I can’t imagine the taste.

The fragrance of rosemary seems to pair well with the sweetness of raisins though.

Heh. Okay, I got it. Shall we choose the panetteria then?

Eh? I look… happy? Do I?

The truth is, I wanted to try pan di ramerino too. So I… felt happy since it felt like we were on the same page. Hehehe.

-pause-

*sfx: footsteps walking together*

Santa Maria del Fiore. The cathedral of the Holy Mother of the Flowers is gorgeous, isn’t it?

The outer walls are pink with detailed white and green marble sculptures. I was really taken aback the first time I saw it too.

Ah, by the way, how are your feet? Are they okay? You’re not tired?

I bet it was hard climbing the cupola.

You might think this is childish, but I had lots of fun counting while climbing the stairs with you.

Hehe, there were more than four hundred of them.

The view from the top was really pretty. I just realized this recently, but I think I like looking out at the city from high places now.

It’s probably because I’m up on some cathedral every time I travel somewhere with you.

I’m sure that’s the reason.

Ah, the view was pretty, but the cathedral from up top looked beautiful too. Especially the red roof that resembled the gentle colour of the setting sun.

It was pretty sunny today, so the contrast between the blue sky looked stunning.

It was kind of like I was able to see both day and night at the same time. I felt pretty lucky.

Also, well, I might be saying something strange… but the shape of the roof kind of looked like that pastry, panettone, didn’t it?

I knew it! Thank goodness. I wasn’t the only one who thought that.

…Ah, that’s right. Would you like to stop by The Baptistery of San Giovanni?

See, that octagonal building over there. It’s the oldest building in this plaza.

*sfx: footsteps walking*

-pause-

I heard this Baptistery was used as a chapel before the cathedral was built.

There are separate doors facing in three directions, and the north door is the entrance for the clergymen who perform the baptisms.

The south door is for the parents and their children who are going to be baptised.

After the baptism, over here—they exit outside from the east door which is called the Gates of Paradise.

Hm, it’s impressive, isn’t it? It’s gold in colour, but it has a solemn atmosphere.

The drawings carved on the doors represent scenes from the Bible.

Hm? Say, did you not like the Baptistery very much?

You’ve been looking a bit down. Ah… could it be, you’re worried about my arm?

After all, the right hand is used to perform baptisms.

Heh, it’s fine. While it’s true my right arm is gone now, I don’t consider it particularly sad or tough.

I’ve said this before, haven’t I? I have you… who’s more important. So it’s fine.

Heh, stop that. Don’t make that face. Because… I’ll want to kiss you.

Doing that in a cathedral’s plaza, and in a place with lots of people around us… wouldn’t be good… would it?

Mm… just a quick one is fine, right?

Mmm… that’s true… I’ll hold back.

So, where should we go next then? Is there a spot that caught your eye?

An apothecary? Sure, that’s fine.

-pause-

*sfx: door opens*

So this is the place you wanted to visit! Yeah, I’ve heard some things about it too.

This is the oldest apothecary in the world. Ahh, there’s so many different things on display.

What’s this? Rose water? Hmm, you add it to your bath and enjoy the scent.

Ah—these are smelling salts. You use them to clear up your senses.

This is… perfume? Let’s see… this fragrance was created about four hundred years ago for a woman who was going to marry the King of France.

I see. This scent was made for someone.

Hm.

Hey, I’d like to give you perfume too. Is that okay?

Ah, I’m glad. Alright, I’ll look for a scent that suits you.

Erm, this is… *Sniffs*. It smells like citrus lemons. Refreshing.

And this one? A green scent, I guess? It feels like I’m in a forest.

But, mm, the image I have of you is a bit different.

What should I do? This one? Mm, not this one either.

*Sniffs*. Ah! T-this one—this one might work!

Um, would you try some of this on? Okay, your wrist, please.

*sfx: sprays and sniffs*

Yes, this is perfect for you. The fragrance of sweet flowers.

I was sure it would suit you. Use this, if you’d like.

You wearing the scent that I chose for you… kind of makes my heart race.

It feels like you’re mine alone. It makes me happy.

Ah, is there anything else you want? Is that enough?

Alright. I’ll go buy it then.

-pause-

*sfx: crowd murmurs*

This might be the first time I’ve taken my time to come here: Ponte Vecchio.

Even though we’re on a bridge, there’s lots of two-story and three-story shops lined up. It’s strange no matter how many times I see it. It’s like we’re in a regular city.

Apparently, this bridge has been broken and swept away by the overflowing river water in the past. But it was rebuilt about six hundred years ago and it’s still standing now.

Ah, look! That thing passing over the rooftops. That’s the Vasari Corridor.

It runs from the Palazzo Vecchio, through the Uffizi Gallery to the Palazzo Pitti. Only the Medici Family were allowed to use this path.

This bridge houses many goldsmiths, silversmiths, and sells tons of glittery wears.

Hey, I’d like to pick something out for you.

Back when I chose the perfume, you had a really happy-looking smile on your face. It made me happy too.

I want you to smile again like you did back there. I’ll select a present that will suit you, so wait for me.

Ahh! That item at that shop looks cute. Ah, over there too—.

-pause-

*sfx: crowd chatters, footsteps run over*

*Pant, pant*. I found you! Sorry, I lost sight of you. Thank goodness. It was only a few minutes, but I thought my heart was going to stop.

No, it’s not your fault. It’s my responsibility. *Sigh*.

Hey, I want to hold hands. So we don’t separate again. You don’t want to?

Hah, thank you. Hehe, I’m glad.

I should’ve said I wanted to hold hands from the beginning.

I wanted to make you happy, but I forgot what was even more important. I’ll reflect.

*Sigh*… shall we take a quick break? I heard there’s a delicious panini shop over there. This way.

*sfx: footsteps walk over together*

It looks like you can choose what you’d like to add inside. What would be good?

Ah, that sounds tasty. Then I’ll… yeah, I’ve decided.

Two paninis, mister. Dry-cured ham, mozzarella, and also arugula. For the other one: anchovies, butter, and salami.

Hey, let’s eat them in a park somewhere? And let me taste yours too?

After we’re done, let’s take it easy and head over to Michelangelo Square?

I bet the sunset will be beautiful over there at that hour.

-pause-

Ah… amazing. You can get such a beautiful view of the city.

Ah, over there! It’s the Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore.

It looks like all of Florence is steeped in the evening sun.

I’ve never relaxed and gazed at the scenery like this when I came here for my disciple work.

And besides, I never really thought I wanted to look at it either.

But when I’m with you, I want to look at all sorts of sights. Plus, they look much more wonderful than if I saw them by myself.

However… it’s really beautiful… but I wonder what it is? When I gaze at the sun setting here, like this, it feels like my chest is tightening.

Even though you’re right beside me, I wonder why. It feels strange.

Up until now, I’ve never felt this way when I looked at the evening sky.

Oh… I see. Mm. That might be it.

It’s because I’m thinking we’ll have to head home soon. Maybe that’s why I feel so sad.

It’s not that I dislike living with the Church. But I’d love to keep travelling with you like this.

I can’t say something so selfish though. I know that, but…

In order to live with you, and in order to escape that city… I don’t regret killing so many people.

But, even now, I’m always thinking.

I’m a disciple, after all.

I was only given simple jobs lately because of my injuries. But, perhaps, if I’m asked take on missions like the ones before—when that time comes, what should I do?

I don’t want to kill anyone anymore. That feeling’s not a lie.

However, I wonder if I could really do it.

Heh… I know I can’t drift along without thinking anymore.

I’ll think it through and choose the answer I think is best.

I’m not sure if that answer will be correct. But, I will promise you this. I will protect you from now on and forever.

Hehe. Sorry for saying that all of a sudden. But I wanted you to hear it.

I’m truly glad that I was able to come to Florence with you! I hope we can experience all sorts of different sights together from now on.

Someday—not just Italy—I’ll be sure to take you any place in the world, if that’s what you desire.

Just like how you always grant my wishes, I want to make all your dreams come true too.

Because… I… love you, you know?

Hey, can I kiss you?

Can’t I?

Hehe. Thank you.

*sfx: kiss*

I love you.

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18072022: T22

Chapter 21: Slip n Slide

Plot: Isabella tries to escape from the people keeping her safe. It’s strange that she doesn’t even consider just telling them the truth. If they understand what the badpire wants, they’d probably let her go through with her plan. They’re not going to be unreasonable assholes and let her mother die. But, okay, whatever, let’s just pretend like Isabella is right and they wouldn’t help her if she told them the truth. Also, we get to watch the author flex their knowledge about Phoenix’s airport. Being a resident user of that airport myself I can confirm her needlessly detailed logistics here are accurate, at least up to the part about the bathroom. This entire plot point revolves around the Phoenix international airport having a woman’s restroom with two exits, the bane of any vampire’s existence. I’m also not sure how the vampires aren’t doing their sparkle sparkle thing out in the sun, but the times here are vague. Seven? In the morning? In the evening? It must be dark since Edward is arriving too but jeez, that’s important setting information that just isn’t covered. Much later in the chapter Isabella says the SUN is out so I don’t know how the hell Edward and friends intended to move around outside like that. Or how the badpire did. Whatever. Whatever. Whatever.

Isabella: Not much to cover here, since her entire plan relied on nothing super interesting anyway. I’ll mention that I think this escape scene undercuts her alleged character though. She doesn’t really even consider what happens if she fails, which if it happens, means the death or injury of her mother (as far as she knows). Trying to pull a fast one on Edward just seems remarkably stupid in that context, especially given the other Cullens' magic powers. I get the point of this scene, it’s supposed to give Isabella agency in the story (which she was sorely lacking), and to show that the meek and helpless ISABELLA SWAN, SELF INSERT FEMALE PROTAGONIST is capable of doing things on her own and she’s also a SAINT and SO SACRIFICIAL and SUCH A GOOD PERSON. But she’s actually not just endangering her own life, she’s endangering her mother's and the Cullen's. Especially since, although at this point you can’t trust anything Isabella says, she claims she’s clumsy and accident prone. The plan had no business working and the whole thing is stupid. So I sympathize with the author here, Isabella desperately needs a scene like this, but the arm twisting the author has to go through to get here undermines the point the author is trying to get across. If I wanted to write fanfiction I’d suggest a better alternative but, eh, whatever, let’s not pretend like the target audience really cares either way.

Jameswatch: The stupidity of Isabella’s plan becomes apparent when she calls him and he makes it clear he has no idea if she’s still working with the Cullens or not. Isabella’s sudden conversion to honesty only when talking to James is bizarre, but let’s just chalk that up to nerves or something. Apparently he used a TV recording of her mother to trick Isabella into...answering the phone the first time, I suppose. Kind of silly but sure, even if the only reason it exists is to make sure the author doesn’t have to tie up the loose end of Isabella’s mom knowing about vampires. He also gives a villain monologue about a bunch of stuff even I didn’t care about. I was perfectly willing to accept he chose to go to Phoenix because he’s a super cool awesome hunter, but the author seems to think I need a huge multi-page explanation of exactly how he figured it out. I guess this is something she planned out and wanted to let the reader know that it all made sense, because logistics is the next most important thing in this story next to romance and hate, but I didn’t get much out of the explanation. Also, by the way, he’s tied to Alice somehow! Let’s jump into that down below.

Alicewatch: So Alice is one of the few ‘good’ characters, primarily because of her unwavering support of Edward and complete willingness to do anything Isabella says no questions asked. Her other defining trait, not counting her future sight powers, is that she didn’t have a memory of being a human. This seemed irrelevant to me, like a piece of character fluff you sprinkle on for fun, and I was happy to just not know what boring life Alice led prior to leading her boring vampire life. Instead, it turns out, Alice has this whole backstory with James. I’m not going to go in to it, not because of spoilers, but because it’s dumb and pointless. It’s all a setup to, again, lead back to logistics: it’s why James went through so much effort to catch Isabella. I guess I prefer this to the ‘Isabella is just the best human ever’ approach, but I was happy to accept THAT dumb premise because at least the number of moving parts in the story were small. Now I’m supposed to believe that two vampires 100 years ago had some domestic problems and because of one game of vampire baseball, now he’s finally getting his sweet revenge. You can only stack these plot conveniences so high!

This all makes sense from a writing perspective, however. The author trapped themselves in a box and ‘long villain talking scene’ was a necessity to keep the game going. Vampires are too fast and strong for Isabella to have any chance at all of surviving a confrontation, so James needed to be a sadist and draw the thing out. But the author didn’t want to write a whole bunch of torture scenes, so James needed to talk a whole bunch instead. James isn’t even a character, though, so readers aren’t going to care about his backstory at all when he’s droning on. So the author needed to tie him to the Cullens somehow, in the thinnest possible way, so that when he started his gloating monologue there was actually some plot relevance to it. What we end up with is a chapter spent on a lot of logistics and rambling. The whole story is basically falling apart at the seams because of small individual decisions the author made about it leading up to this point. My deepest sympathies!

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