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narcissarina · 2 months

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Darkened Desires

Prologue and Chapter 1: The sun || Chapter 2: The moon || Chapter 3: The moon || Chapter 4: The sun || Chapter 5: The sun || Chapter 6: The moon || Chapter 7: The moon || Chapter 8: The sun || Chapter 9: The sun || Chapter 10: The outsider || Chapter 11: The moon

Pairings: Mafia!Scaramouche × Barista!Reader

Word count: 2,512

Tw: praise kink, degradation, kidnapping, tourture, dub/non-con, forced breeding, dismembering, gore, deaths, age-gap, corruption, use of force, trauma, use of drugs, stalking, mentions of human trafficking on the near chapters, slowburn.

Warning: This fanfiction may contain kidnapping, torture, dub/non-con, forced breeding, dismembering, age-gap, corruption, vigilante Scaramouche, use of force, trauma, use of drugs, stalking, and more. This fiction will continue grow darker as chapters goes by.

Your mental health matters.

CHAPTER 12:

THE SUN

I look in the mirror, seeing my reflection as Ajax maids were assign to dress up for something appropriate to meet the one they called ‘The Tsaritsa’.

“Do I really look like her late-daughter?” I asked Scara, who’s been pacing around the room then sitting down the soft couch, he shrugged and looks at me, “that’s what Ajax told me.”

I nod in acknowledgement and look back at my reflection, the maid pinning and clipping something in my hair, my hair styled in a bun—curls from each side of my face and a ribbon clipped into my bun.

“finished!” the maid yelled, I stood and twirl around to see the whole picture of myself, I look like an entirely different person now. I couldn’t recognize myself, all I think was I’m just a lady behind the café counter serving customers but never thought an expensive outfit would really fit me.

“you look gorgeous.”

“Thank you.” I gave a twirl and a little bow in front of him, he smiled and I could feel him eye me from head to heels, he stood and put his hands on my waist—pulling me close and bury his nose against the crook of my neck as I feel him inhale my perfume scent. “Smells like tulips…” he mutter and lean back, making our forehead touch.

I try to shove him off of me, he chuckled, “oh, darling. After all these times—you are still resisting.” He snatched my wrist and pull them around his neck—nuzzling his nose to mine.

“Off.” I utter, trying to wiggle my way out of his grasp.

I heard a snicker from the door, I turn my head to my side and see Ajax leaning against the doorframe and taking pictures of us. “All done being a lovey-dovey to each other that you’re now practically going to smooch each other?” Ajax asked, Scara flip him off by giving the ginger haired boy a fuck you finger while his other hand remain on my waist.

“We should leave now, don’t want Her Majesty to wait.” Ajax suggested and gave a chuckle at what Scara’s doing, “after this, I’m taking her home.”

Ajax gave it a thought and maintain a smile and his eye contact to Scara, “that would be the Tsaritsa’s decision, not yours partner.” Scara rolled his eyes then pulled himself away, snatching my hand to his and dragging me away from Ajax and away from the room.

“The sooner we go, the better.” He mutter as we got to one of Ajax car, he open the door for me to step inside—closing the door as he circle around for the other to get himself in, I saw Ajax jogging his way here. He was chuckling and laughing at himself. He turn to the passenger seat, got in and made himself comfortable.

“I hope you’re not too nervous to meet Her Majesty,” Ajax smiled at me when he turns to look at me—giving me one of his warm smile, Scara rolled his eyes as I nodded at him. “She’s a lovely person, you’ll get to know her in time.” And with that, the car took off with me, Scara and Ajax in the same black car.

I could only calm my nerves, smile and not think for the worst.

I glance at Scara leaning his head against the car window, softly shutting his eyes to rest.

I could only swallow my saliva and just go with the flow, if she really is the most powerful mafia that has more resources—then she’s the kind of person who you don’t wanna mess with.

I was nodding off from my seat, someone’s tapping my arm as a voice that is soft and calm try to pry me awake. “Sunshine… Up… wake up…” the voice started to become more clear as I flutter my eyes open, I yawn and stretched my limbs in the seat. Focusing my vision as I look at my surroundings,

I see before us is gate, slowly opening as if we’re in a grand ball. I see little pretty flowers: Tulips, roses, lavenders, and more. The house was ginormous and old fashioned luxury. I was jolted awake from the sound of Ajax tone of voice, “you ready?!” he yelled, mix with enthusiasm and nervousness—as if he’s trying to calm his own nerves down.

But I admired the Tsaritsa’s front garden, pretty little tulips had been growing healthy and beautiful.

Ajax said that the Tsaritsa is as equally as beautiful as her garden, well—considering how fancy this woman’s name is, she’s might be as pretty as Ajax said. Heck, probably even prettier than the garden itself.

I was nervous, Scara noticed that I’m uncontrollably tapping my heels inside the car, his hand touch my thigh—caressing my skin with his thumb and giving me an assuring look, he didn’t said anything. Probably because words wouldn’t work this time, so physical touch and assuring glare is all that he has… For now.

I was spacing out, I didn’t noticed that he retreat his hand—got out of the car and got to my door to open it for me, he called out my name, “let’s stay out here and enter when you’re ready.” I smiled at him, I don’t usually give him a friendly gesture since he’s my stalker and not only that—he’s a mafia.

Taking a couple of deep breaths, I look at Scara then look at the distance where Ajax is idly waiting at the house front door, he notice me and smiled. “I’m okay, and let’s go.” Scara smiled and held his hand mid air for me to take, I took it as he guide me slowly at the house where Ajax is standing. As if we’re in the altar and Ajax is the priest to pronounce us as husband and wife.

What are you thinking?

“Ready?” Ajax asked.

I nodded and took a deep breath, “ready.”

“She’s a lovely lady, don’t worry.” Ajax assured and have the guards of the front door open the door for us.

“Yeah, lovely. The more I don’t trust her.” I heard Scara mutter under his breath, it made me chuckle at how much against he is to this but still proceed to do so, because of guilt is it?

We enter, look around as my jaw almost drop when I saw the insides of this ginormous mansion—she’s giving old money fashion, many vintage stuff here and there and there. There’s also a lot of portraits hanging from wall to wall.

I was too distracted admiring the décor of the house that I bumped into Scaras back. I let out a small ‘oof’ sound, I look over his shoulder and see a slender but tall woman, probably three or four taller than Scara and I. She was smiling faintly, as if she wasted her enegery for a single smile, she was facing Ajax.

I didn’t quite hear what they’re talking, Scaras shielding me using himself—he didn’t even looked at me. But has his focus on the woman and the ginger haired, I could only stay in my ground and not make a move until I’m told to do so—it’s better to play it safe in this house than be sorry.

“Where is she?” The lady had a smile to her face, not wide but enough to see the white of her teeth, Scara seems to stay his ground—refusing to walk nor even flinch. He was shielding me, did he not want the Tsaritsa to see me when he got all the trouble to doll me up and accompany me here?

The lady was moving her head from her left and right then back at Ajax, I push Scara to move the both of us closer so I can hear what they’re saying.

“Calm down, Your Majesty.” Ajax smiles, trying to calm the excited but also stressed woman, she’s clearly stress and been down lately.

“She’s right here.” Ajax point, the lady looked as her eyes met mine, “oh my god…” her voice squeal and rushes at me—making Scara jolt and move away for a bit.

“So pretty,” she keeps complimenting as I keep mumbling thank yous and you too to her. “You’re so… Little.” She pat my head like I’m a little pup,

Her smile felt warm, she’s a few inch taller than me. It made me look like a little kid in her perspective, “come dear, let me give you a personal tour to the mansion.” She offered, gently guiding out the door as I look back at Ajax and Scara, Ajax was waving at me while having his free hand hovering over to Scara’s shoulder as his expression tells annoyance.

I follow along side the Tsaritsa as she tour me around her home, there was a lot of room to remember just to make sure that I don’t get lost. She told me a story that she has a daughter that exactly look just like me but older and mature. We’d go to room to room, not going to lie—her house is so fucking big to the point I’m getting motion sick.

I watch the garden outside as I let her play with my hair as I sat on the soft cushion on the ground as I watch butterflies flee and flowers being watered, I don’t know why I’m letting her do this to me but maybe because I felt bad for her.

Hours passed and the lady is still taking me around, only when my stomach grumble is where she started preparing dishes as if her daughter never actually died…

I sat down quietly with Scara and Ajax on my side while the Tsaritsa is right across us. The lady was happily chatting her heart away as Ajax lean to whisper in my ear, “you brought a smile at Her Majesty’s face today. Thank you.” he hums and went back eating his dish while letting the Tsaritsa ramble interesting things about her.

We were having a good time actually, I love how the steak was cook and seasoned, it was like a life in luxury.

Scara took a few bites and nod to what the lady is saying, until it grown quiet—a man approach the Tsaritsa and whisper something. The lady nod and settle her utensils down and stood up, “thank you for keeping me company this afternoon. I truly appreciate it.” She smiled, tuck her coat up and took her purse.

We got up and bow our head down as Ajax said a gesture of respect to the Tsaritsa, she circle around the table and stop before me—her hands reach to caress both of my cheeks as she lean down to my height to hug me, her fingertips glides along my back as I try returning the hug—I swear I felt a warm tear drop off from my shoulder, “thank you.” She whispered and walked away.

Smash—

Someone broke the glass, the shattering was heard from another room. “We must get Her Majesty to safety!” one of the guards yelled, as the others charge and started shooting.

I don’t like the sound of the gun being triggered, it was too loud. Thankfully Scara covered me with his tux and ran me with the Tsaritsa—the lady grabbed me and ran with me, “Scara!” I yelled, “get to safety, I’ll meet you there.” He yelled and took out his gun and started shooting.

We ran and ran, I began to get dizzy and my breathing hyperventilating. Tears streaming down my cheeks as I felt overwhelm and too scared to even move, the lady came into a halt and hushes me like I’m a child. But she’s right, I feel like a child in this situations rather than being a grown adult. But hearing shots isn’t something that my heart could take, it's just too much.

You got to keep yourself together.

I try to distract myself with my thoughts, my hands started shaking as I feel like my ears were going to ring. A hand reached out to my trembling hands, wrapping them between her hands—the lady coo and hushes me, “hey, angel.” She called and brought me close to her, “It’s ok, I’m here.”

We got in a room where we’re away from the shooting, the Tsaritsa guide me to something soft to sit on. I took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down, although I’m deeply worried for Scara and Ajax out there.

“What’s happening?”

“It seems like an intruder broke in.”

I nod and look down at my trembling hands, the lady clasp it with hers and caress my hand with her thumb, “it’s okay, knowing them—they’ll be fine.” The lady assures and stood up, “I’ll make sure to find you some blanket in this room, I’ll back.”

I nodded and let her do her thing while I stare off into space, I hear a clank as if something dropped in the room, “Her Majesty?” I called, turning my head from left to right. She peak her head and smiled at me, “yes dear?”

“I hear something drop in here.” I say and the lady came back with a blanket in hand and wrapped me like a little burrito, “I think you’re just paranoid, ange—” her sentences were cut off as she and I smells something funny.

Gas.

She panicked and easily carried me in her arms, as if I weight nothing. How strong are these people that they could carry a grown ass woman like me? Do I weight nothing?

She got into a room to get away from the gas and turn to me, I feel too weak and too scare to run, “Listen, the gas we just smell are sleeping gas, it has a funny smell, right?” I nod and she proceeds, “inhale enough of it and you’ll get knocked out pretty quickly.”

The lights flicker, shit.

The gas came closer until I start coughing from the smell, the Tsaritsa covered herself with a mask—always coming ready, but I don’t have one.

The lights gone out.

The door bang.

Only the light in the Tsaritsa’s phone is the only light source.

I felt a hand tug me, it was gentle at first but it became aggressive as if it’s trying to pull me away, “Scara?” I called, he didn’t answer—normally, he would always say ‘yes, sunshine?’ instead I was met with silence.

The lady put a light who was tugging me front behind, it wasn’t him. No, it wasn’t either Ajax or Scara, It was someone else, a cloth was placed firmly to cover my nose and mouth, preventing me to scream—panic sets in, I struggle and tries to fight them off of me.

“let go of her!” Tsaritsa yelled, trying to fight them off in the dark. I was losing consciousness… my eyelids felt more heavy, the only thing I knew is that someone’s taking me away.

The Tsaritsa… tries to fight but there’s too many of them…

I don’t know what to do…

My eyes shut as I blacked out yet again…

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Chapter 13: THE SUN

(A/N: so sorry if it feels like this chapter is shit😭😭‼️ I'll make it up for chapter 13, I pinky-promise🥹🥹)

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elenasparks1305 · 2 years

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ONE PUNCH-MAN FANGIRLING THOUGHTS: AN ESSAY

It’s been such a long time since i even posted anything here. This is kind of like a summary to the vent session(s) I had with my friend about the latest chapters. She suggested I post it here so here goes.

First of all.

Loved it.

Loved that so much.

It was right down my alley.

I know some people didn’t like how some things were done, that’s fair, you can’t please everyone. I was kinda bummed by how things were wrapped up too to be honest. I’ll get to it later.

But the things they did with Saitama’s character? A masterpiece. The artwork? Godly.

I am a sucker for metaphors in art and the latest chapters were just chock full of them.

Of course the fight scenes were ungodly amazing too, don’t get me wrong. But the metaphors? *chefs kiss *

Let’s get to the rants.

Here’s a list of the beautiful symbolisms that I managed to glean from reading the final chapters in both English and Japanese.

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1. The fallout rain

It’s a natural phenomenon that has happened before in Japan during the world war. How they executed the phenomenon, though, was perfection.

(Absolutely loved this page)

Loved how they used the rain as a metaphor for the sadness that somebody important just died, but also since it’s in bnw, you can’t really tell if it’s blood, or some people had assumed it was oil from Genos, or if it was what it really was: the fallout rain.

But it fits all the symbolism in my opinion, since it was basically all of them. It symbolises the blood (or in Genos’s case; oil) that’s in Saitama’s hands. It symbolises the consequences to his action (or inaction).

Saitama decided to spare Garou and not deal the finishing blow to him when he had the chance. He was responsible for Garou being able to have contact with the god thing, and therefore become the cosmic horror. Saitama is indirectly responsible for the deaths, and most importantly, Genos’s death.

I also loved how Murata drew the streaks down his eyes, like he was crying. Quite sure that it’s intentional.

I loved Saitama’s expression. I can see the disbelief, the despair, and utter shock in his face. I believe that’s called a shell-shocked expression?

To me, his expression seems to cry out, “Why did everything end up becoming like this?”

It was genuinely heartbreaking to see that in his face. Murata is a true artist for portraying that so expertly. That expression of utter shock was incredibly fitting for someone like Saitama. I’ll explain why I think so.

All this time Saitama has never bothered to put his heart in any of his fights, cuz he’s basically invincible. He has no stakes in any fights and this one was no different. Unlike other heroes, he never had anything to lose in any fights cuz he’s always going to win. He knows that.

So it’s just so fitting because of his character’s portrayal; someone who’s lost touch with the real world and his emotions. He is basically invincible, and was so alone he really didn’t have anything to lose.

That is, until he did.

Up to this point we’ve been showed crumbs of how Saitama cares about Genos (pretending to be his teacher, running to his aid first thing after getting out of the MA lair, ignoring Garou, and let’s not forget the core touching scene lol).

All in all, we are shown bits and pieces how much Saitama cares about Genos, and I think Saitama does know that he cares about Genos (maybe not as aware as to how much he cares tho). Thing is, up to this point, I don’t think Saitama has ever seriously considered Genos actually dying. It’s fair since he always comes back even after getting brutally beat up like in the Seaking arc.

So in this instance I think it genuinely rattles Saitama to the core to realize that Genos can actually die.

And that he actually does have something to lose after all.

The usage of the fallout rain as a symbolism was perfect for this one. I absolutely love it.

2. The Face Swap

Let’s not forget this one.

The way Saitama has a black tone all over his face and Garou has a light colored one is a very deliberate symbolism.

I’ve seen a lot of people calling this one out too and I agree with what they call it.

Saitama is the hero in this story, but at this moment, he is the one who doesn’t give a fuck about anything and anyone else but the object of his revenge, which, if I recall correctly, is what we call a villain.

Meanwhile we have Garou, the guy who calls himself the villain, yet at his heart of hearts, is actually not evil.

Some people have mentioned that Saitama is the hero with villainous tendencies and Garou is the villain with heroic tendencies. I do agree with that.

Some people argue that Saitama did not intend to destroy the earth and while for some reason I do believe destroying the earth itself wasn’t the intention, the lack of caring of what’s going to happen in the aftermath of that serious punch is undeniable.

We have seen the devastation of what a serious punch can cause during the early days of one punch man series, when Saitama sparred against Genos. Imagine that kind of devastation inflicted upon the already broken down area. It would’ve been atrocious. If the other heroes there weren’t already dying, they’d surely be dead if they got caught in the aftermath of that punch. Especially because if I recall their positioning correctly:

Yup. Directly behind Garou and Blast.

And I doubt Blast could tank the aftermath of a serious punch enough to protect everyone else, sorry Blast.

Had Garou not return the serious punch, the destruction of the whole area would still be imminent.

And Saitama did not care.

So yeah, villain. A hero with villainous tendencies sounds about right.

While Garou was his opposite; the villain with heroic tendencies. Polar opposite fists sounds about right. That, couples with how ONE had once mentioned that Garou is the anti-Saitama? I do believe that explains everything quite well.

3. Jupiter

The Jupiter scene is incredible. Period.

This whole scene depicts just how far behind Garou is compared to Saitama. Jupiter behind Saitama seems to symbolise just how massive the storm in Saitama’s heart is, and plus it depicts what an ominous presence Saitama currently was. Compare that to how small Garou is in the lower part of the screen. The result of this fight has been clear from the start.

Saitama is drawn at the top is already symbolic of how far above of Garou he is. And Jupiter’s surface behind him is drawn like an eye, which I’m pretty sure is symbolic too about how he stands as the eye of the storm.

Which as we all know, is the calmest part of the storm.

He did look calm didn’t he?

At least on the outside he did.

The storm behind him symbolises the storm brewing inside, waiting to release its fury on Garou.

4. The Core holding scene (not that one)

I have not seen anybody talk about this one yet. This one is a bit less obvious and I only caught on because I read the Japanese version. So I’m gonna be posting the picture in Japanese.

Here Saitama was talking shit to Garou, which was already rare coming from Saitama. But what he said in Japanese made me realize why this picture was made in that composition.

Here Saitama said “そ��ためなんだろ？” which was translated to “isn’t that the whole point of this?” In the english version. It’s not wrong. But in my opinion it fails to capture the nuance of why the picture was drawn like that.

What Saitama said could also be roughly translated as: “what you did was for this right?” Which, when we look at the way they put emphasis on Genos’s core in that picture, seems to want to say “you killed him for this, right?”

It hurt me when I realised that but also

That’s how you do composition in storytelling. Honestly I’m kinda sad more people didn’t catch on. Some animators even made awesome fan animations and I saw a few failed to include Genos’s core in that scene, which saddens me even more cuz the animations were great otherwise.

To be fair it’s a very nuanced thing, which sometimes get lost in translation. I get that.

So here I am trying to explain away one of my favourite pages lol.

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And while we’re on the topic of translations, let’s talk Japanese. And by that I mean let’s talk about the original Japanese dialogue. This is gonna be me nerding out about the original Japanese phrases in the manga so be warned.

Let’s start from the top.

This page is really heartbreaking.

Basically here, what Saitama said was actually closer to: “I really do not have what they called a hero’s instinct at all huh……”

He’s not questioning whether or not he has a hero’s instinct. He’s admitting that he does not in fact have a hero’s instinct, at all.

It hurts for me to read that because that’s a very defeated phrase to say for someone who already, in the previous chapters, stated the doubts he had of his own heroism. It shows just how hurt he was at this scene. It kinda justified how he basically threw all caution to the wind and went for the overpowered punch right after that…

Let’s take a break from the sad.

This one is, in fact, very correct. The English translation has Garou say “later then lol”.

It is in fact what he says.

He did say “w”, which is the abbreviation for “wara”, which in Japanese is 「笑」. It means “laugh”. It is the Japanese word for ‘lol’. It’s usually a chat thing though, not a spoken word but it’s super common even my bosses at work uses it regularly.

So this one is, in fact, not a mistranslation. They got it 100% correct on this one.

Let’s go for another sad.

The clinging word here is pretty accurate in my opinion. However the word they used for this in Japanese was 縋る (sugaru). I went to the dictionary for more context and I got it. Let’s see if I can convey the whole meaning in English. It be difficult this one.

This word is very emotional, as it has the meaning of “to clutch really strongly on to something or someone, that is the sole dependable/trustworthy figure in times of pain or hardship”.

The dictionary mentions that this word is closely related to 頼る(tayoru) which means to lean on someone for support. But the former put a far stronger emphasis on the dependence and trust placed in the something or someone than the latter.

That one hurt me.

To realize that Genos and Tareo were depicted as the sole emotional support to Saitama and Garou respectively that they trusted and depended on. It was almost enough to make me tear up.

If Garou was comparable to Saitama, Genos is comparable to Tareo in terms of what they are to each of their respective idols.

They even share the same bald spot <3

Let’s wrap this up with a sweet one.

This moment when Genos thought he needed to tell this story to the people who needed to know? The Japanese is admittedly a bit ambiguous. It is written 人間, which directly translates to human. However, this word is used pretty regularly in lots of different meaning (singular or plural both) depending on the context. Which led me to believe that, Genos is not trying to tell this to “the people” who needed to hear.

He meant he needed to tell just one person. And he did it immediately after that.

It wasn’t about any other people.

It was just about Saitama.

And that’s so like Genos.

Saitama was the person who needed to hear that yes, he actually did make it in time. Yes, he did manage to save everyone including Genos. Yes, he is a hero despite all his doubts.

I think it’s so sweet of him and so in character of Genos to be thinking of Saitama first. It makes sense too, because he made that promise to himself during the seaking arc that he wouldn’t interfere if Saitama chose to play the role of a bad guy but he’s gonna be there for his Sensei whenever he’s in a pinch.

It’s like a throwback to the aftermath of the meteor where he voiced his solid appreciation and devotion to his Sensei after that public lynching to support and make Saitama feel better.

It’s so like Genos to take it as part of his role as Saitama’s disciple to protect his Sensei and remind him that he is appreciated. Especially after thinking he’s just giving up the acknowledgment for the sake of other heroes again (he just doesn’t remember tho lol).

Protective Sensei is a force to be reckoned with.

Protective borg is a sweet borg.

Too bad Saitama doesn’t remember so he honestly doesn’t understand Genos was being sweet.

It’s ok Genos, we know.

Hopefully Saitama will too.

Anyways, I can go on and on about my take on their relationship but I’m running out if space for this one (I’m on phone) so I’m gonna wrap this one up.

Maybe I will write another one if I feel like it.

Cheers~

#opm #saitama #genos #onepunch man #one punch man #chapter 165-168 thoughts #japanese #english #translation by me #long post #darn i forgot to add the read more #oh well it is what it is

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