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undesiredwish · 1 month

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you gotta love the CLAMP fandoms absolute misunderstanding of Clow Reed's character. they paint him like he's a problem when all Clow wanted was his loved ones to be happy and to give them a bit more whimsy in their life. he was never once out right malicious. Kerobero's and Yuuko both speak about him in a dogging tone because that was their relationship with him. They knew he was silly and had a whimsical lifestyle. He did things that contridicted expectations but everything he did was out of love and for people he cherished.

It doesn't take away from the fact that what happened to Yuuko and by extension the multiverse IS his fault, but ya'll act like it's intentional. this man was grieving a loved one. who hasn't had a moment when facing a loved one who was dying and having an unspoken wish that they would just open their eyes again after they have passed. he never intended for what to happen to happen. his magic acted on it's own while he was grieving because he was too powerful. he was also the first magician of his kind and his magic was unheard of. there was no way of knowing it was going to react the way it did just because he had an extremely human emotion.

he went to clow country to rectify his mistake and sacrifice himself to give everyone the best chance he could- and give sakura hime a better childhood than what she would have had without a parental figure. fujitaka and nadeshiko are displaced, it would have left child touya to raise her. it was right thing to do. yes it was also in part to prepare her but you have to admit he never wanted to put ANYONE through what he knew was to come. he did his best to give everyone the best chance they could have while trying to fix what he did unintentionally, and yall take him like hes a monster because Eriol is Eriol and Keroberos wants to vent talk his former master who hes STILL GRIEVING- because he doesnt know what truly happened. clow protected his guardians from the truth because if they knew what he did, that would destory them. If his guardians knew what Yuuko was going through, it would destory them. he lied to them and gave them false memories because the alternatives would grantee yue never take's Sakura as his new Master.

just because eriol lead with the whole 'i was clow reed in my former life' does not mean that it was clow intentionally influencing eriol's actions and the direction he took with testing sakura to finish changing all the cards. eriol does not want to be clow. he's overshadowed by prestige of a former reputation- but it was still his own choices on how things played out. no matter if clow was 'i might make things difficult for you, sakura, but i know you'll be alright'. eriol has clow's memories. it's going to has a little overlap but eriol is still eriol. eriol was influenced by prior knowledge but still is his own person- just like fujitaka. he has his own preferences and sense of humor. they are similar but again, they are not the same person.

all he has ever wanted is to do right by people he cherishes. this man isn't a demon. he loved playing harmless pranks on yukko and being silly. none of the cards were made or intended to cause pain.

#✫ ▬▬ »» . ooc. ▌￤ OUT OF CARDS.#❂ ▬▬ »» . dash board. ▌￤ COMMENTARY.#clow reed #cardcaptor sakura spoilers #xxxholic spoilers #tsubasa reservoir chronicles spoilers #// i just needed to vent #// clow is a tragic character but because hes the source of the events yall like to say 'hes bad'

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ll-underestimated-ll · 8 months

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Two of Cups [ Upright ] : Connections, partnerships, marriage

Just a couple of immortal victorian tweens making the most of the 2023 blue supermoon by partaking in vaulderie fake blood marriage. Did your invite get lost in the mail? Terribly sorry. Danny definitely sent them out and definitely did not make 99% of them vanish mysteriously.

[ w/ @earlgreyritae ]

#ooc #my art #breaking out my psuedo tarot card style nonsense from back in 2021 #ft. daniel #after struggling for a pose for ages pinterest went to me and went 'tarot card' and me - on flu meds went YES #and I was going to do it with the standard original framing on the card then I got angry about feet and legs #anyway one moment I'm following this up with a dump of doodles I've done my 'that's it that's the best it's gonna get atm'#ft. cecil

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tvlandofficiall · 9 months

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one of my favorite little details about the cyber world that i haven't seen get brought up before is how it appears that there's some sort of big body of water in the middle of it?

you can see it a bit better during the queen fight but look! it's just like the reflection of a city skyline over an ocean or big lake.

(and man looking at the skyline really strikes you with a sense of melancholy, knowing how MUCH of this world there was and how much the gang didn't get to see... all of it destroyed now that the fountain is sealed 😭)

#ooc #deltarune #deltarune chapter 2 #cyber world #it's small but it really gives you a lot to work with. lets you know there was so much more out there you know?#there's something striking about the vastness of the cyber world. it adds to how real it feels and how not every dark world is as #small as the card kingdom was #these are WORLDS

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dcviline · 6 days

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h.otd is really the only fandom where you'll have people calling characters "narcissists" for making choices with their bodily autonomy that don't entirely align with what society demands of them

#᯽ ooc. ⊱ ── ❝ 𝘖𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘪. ❞#the amount of insane shit I have seen today besties #I need to scream in the tags for a minute so look away if you don't wanna see fandom negativity #(not about the rpc but about a particular fandom on a broader scale)#I gotta be careful liking art or anything from this fandom bc one minute I'll like a piece of art about characters from the show #and then suddenly I have the most batshit misogynistic insane bullshit takes I have ever seen in my fyp #this is part of why I side eye the whole team vs team approach because while it can be fun #as long as we are all in collective agreement to be mature and not fucking weird about shit #this fandom as a whole cannot fucking behave when it comes to women and I say that with my full chest #and you will see people justifying misogyny and homophobia and femicide and all kinds of vile things #to woobify their favorite Bad Boys or project onto the person the fandom has decided is suddenly the most tragic lesbian in the world #bc people are obsessed with proving their favs are objectively right somehow (especially when they're NOT)#you don't . . . have to justify every single thing a character does?? to validate the fact that you like them?????#if you don't have the mental maturity to accept that characters in this fandom often do some pretty fucked up things with no justification #you . . . don't need to engage with this fandom. at all.#if you can't admit 'oh this thing my fav did was super fucked. they were wrong for that but I still like them'#this is not the fandom for you #bc you will blink and suddenly you are spewing violent misogyny YOURSELF to defend A FICTIONAL FUCKING CHARACTER #defending r*pe culture. defending misogyny. defending homophobia.#saying women in the story should kiss up to the patriarchy and uphold it because 'it's the right thing to do as a woman'#fuck outta here #also saying 'it's right because that's just how things are in this world' is missing the point entirely #YOU are not a fictional character living in this world. YOU are the reader who is supposed to judge this BY YOUR OWN MORALS #also the amount of people verbally attacking a black actress for speaking out for her character?? defending her character????#to the point where the show had to issue a fucking statement on it????#lot of people suddenly so comfortable being racist pieces of shit all over some fictional white boys #this is why I try not to engage with h.otd side of the fandom (rpc excluded) as a whole #bc the amount of nasty behavior is truly disproportionate #I'll probably delete this soon I just saw someone pull the 'narcissist' card #and saw another person say some racist shit about b.ethany a.ntonia again and I'm pissed about it

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shukuchiisms · 23 days

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#ooc #mun stuff #my old ass anime Yu-Gi-Oh cards #lmao mom didn't tossed those out when i was a kid as i believed she did

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aluckiicoin · 4 days

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good news, the cat cakes have names now

#out of cards ( ooc )

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millenniumdueled · 29 days

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Their Duel begins, and Raphael starts off strong, with powerful monsters to guard him against everything the Other Yugi tries to throw at him. Even the attack that had defeated the god Obelisk is useless against Raphael. And like before, Raphael seems to be willing to do anything to keep his Guardians from the Graveyard, even at the cost of his own Lifepoints.

Would a man like that really play the Seal?

Other Yugi tries to remind Raphael of his bond with his Guardians, to make him look at himself and the respect he shows his monsters.

But it's no use. His words never seem to get through to the man.

"I'm willing to accept the darkness in my heart. That's what makes us different, Nameless Pharaoh," he says flatly, staring down at the cards in his hand with a neutral, tight-lipped expression. "Unlike you, I'm willing to make it a part of myself, to fulfil my destiny until the time of my own sacrifice."

On the street far below, Yugi's friends stop in their tracks outside the Paradias headquarters. Téa gasps, her heart sinks as a pillar of teal light illuminates the rooftop that towers over their group.

Are they too late?

They all race into the building, across the lobby to fill the elvator. It ascends achingly slow, every second filled with trepidation. Tristan shifts the unconscious Joey on his back. Kaiba taps his foot.

When the doors finally opens and they all spill out onto the roof, it's to a dismal scene. Their friend standing at only 500 Lifepoints, facing a powerful Guardian Eatos with black feathered wings and 7000 Attack.

"That's the monster that beat him last time--" Tristan gasps.

But this time, Other Yugi has a plan. He's able to force Raphael's turn to end, to buy himself some time.

But is that all he can do? Stall?

He glances at the group of his friends cheering for him now.

Another turn comes and goes, before Other Yugi finally pulls the Eye of Timaeus. Yes!! It fuses with Yugi's beloved Dark Magician to create a dragon with an effect to make it powerful enough to destroy Raphael's Guardian.

Will this finally make him see?

Watching his beloved Guardian fall?

A storm of black feathers swirls across the field. When they settle, Raphael has steeled himself once again. He stands with his fists clenched, his jaw set, his shoulders tight. As he shakes with rage, he sets a cutting, red-eyed glare at the Other Yugi.

The Seal pulsates. Throbbing like the pulse in Raphael's ears.

Other Yugi feels his blood run cold.

"You sent my Guardian Eatos to the grave...." Raphael's voice shakes with resentment.

The rooftop seems to crack open, a black mist errupting from the crevice. A rotting hand, bound in dirty bandages reaches up from the depths of hell.

"But you can never kill it. Their corpse will take revenge."

The monster that climbs to the field stinks of decay, red eyes glowing behind a white mask and a mess of long, matted hair. It reaches out one of those rotting hands, and a massive, black scythe appears.

In order for the zombie to attack, Raphael has to sacrifice all of his other monsters on the field. He sends them all to the grave without a hint of hesitation.

"How could you," Other Yugi gasps. "After all you did to keep them alive--"

There's nothing he can do as the undead Guardian Dreadscythe destroys his Amulet Dragon. Other Yugi's Lifepoints drop to 300.

He can't give up now. Even without his powerful dragon, the Pharaoh swears to see this through.

But his heart aches for his enemy.

And all he can seem to do is stall.

Even after returning the Eye of Timaeus to his hand to play again, he can't destroy Dreadscythe. He lets out a frustrated scream as his dragon is destroyed again, leaving him with a measly 10 Lifepoints.

"Why are you just drawing out the inevitable? What makes you think you can escape your destiny?"

Other Yugi is quiet as he draws for his next turn. He looks at the card he's just pulled for a moment, and his expression softens. "Why are you so sure you can't?"

"It hurt, didn't it? When you sent all of your precious Guardians to the Graveyard, your heart was screaming. Wasn't it?"

Raphael falls silent, narrowing his red eyes at his opponent.

"My Partner helped me see how important it is to understand the burdens of my enemies. To feel their pain.... You've accepted the darkness inside yourself, but that Seal is keeping you from accepting the sorrow you feel too. So, I'll remind you."

The card he plays next lets him take Monster Reborn from his opponent's Graveyard. But this time, it isn't his own monster he revives.

White feathers rain from the sky as Eatos rises again, on Other Yugi's side of the field now.

But Other Yugi isn't done.

He still has one card in his hand, and as he looks at it now, a little smile crosses his lips. He glances behind him, to the unconscious form of his best friend, still held on Tristan's back, and plays the Claw of Hermos. The Goddess Bow that it creates raises Eatos's Attack, matching that of the Dreadscythe.

The zombie's effect prevents it from being destroyed, at the cost of one card in Raphael's hand. But the Bow's effect allows Eatos to attack again whenever that effect activates, over and over, until Raphael has nothing left to discard, and the two Guardians go down together.

Raphael falls to his knees as he calls Eatos's name.

A hush settles over the battlefield.

"I knew you'd call for Eatos. And not that thing," Other Yugi says, after a moment. "You called out for the light, you changed your heart. You can change your destiny--"

"I said it's too late for that." Raphael takes a deep breath. He doesn't bother to stand again. When he looks up from the card he's just drawn, that pointed malice in his eyes has once again turned to sorrow. "The Seal of Orichalcos will take the loser's soul. You still can't change that."

He plays Soul Charge, instantly bringing back every monster in his Graveyard... except for Dreadscythe. The resurrected monsters can't attack this turn, but it doesn't matter. Every one that takes the field drains 500 Lifepoints from Raphael.

They hit 0 as Eatos takes their place on his field, and the Seal closes in around him.

But as the Other Yugi swallows down the bittersweet taste of this victory, his eyes go wide.

Though the light of the Seal fades, Raphael doesn't. The man blinks in confusion, reaches for the turquoise stone around his neck, only for it to crack and shatter in his hand.

There's little time to assess what just happened, however, as the building begins to shake.

"Run," Raphael orders. "This building is set to collapse when our Duel ended."

Though the others immediately turn to run for Kaiba's waiting helicopter, the Other Yugi hangs back, trying to pull a man twice his size to his feet. "I'm not leaving you, Raphael. Get up," he urges, but the Duel had taken its toll on him. Though the Seal had left his soul, it had seemed to sap all of Raphael's energy as it faded.

He tries to stumble along, to support himself and follow, and the Other Yugi does his best to support him. But as pieces of the rooftop crumble around them, it's clear they can't both make it in time.

Raphael slips something into the Other Yugi's hand as he makes up his mind. Takes a deep breath and summons every trace of strength he has left to scoop up the much smaller man and toss him onto the open ramp of the helicopter that hovers at the building's edge. But there isn't time for him.

As the others help pull him safely inside, the Other Yugi screams for Raphael as the facade of Doma's corporate empire crumbles to dust.

#ooc #plot #arc: what the doma?!#okay #I really didn't want this one to be 3 parts long and all card games #but even after cutting out a lot and moving some potatoes around #it's still pretty meaty #but we're getting close to the End Game so there won't be *too* much more to have to read after this #hopefully #jfc this took me all day to write

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moonkssd · 3 months

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Making designs for exec cards :33

And I gotta come up with names that aren't just rocket admins lol

So what I got is

Archer's Devotion and Ariana's Aspiration

But what do I use for Petrel and Proton???

Maybe Proton's Initiation????

#ooc #my frienda help me out here #whatever word is chosen itll affect what kind of effect the cards have

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aluckiicoin-a · 3 months

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am I really the only one who is so jaded by kingdom hearts that i looked at clockie and went "Here we go again?"

#out of cards ( ooc )

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princessozera · 2 years

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On love and immortality... (Diavolo)

Summary; @boozye's original request here; how would the om cast react to MC not wanting to become immortal? My first submission to this prompt is Lord Diavolo and let me just say- Dia stans you might want to sit this one out.

GN! MC (They/Them, 3rd ppov)

Warnings for: MC's death, Diavolo's a bit o.o.c to make this work

Word count: 1.5k (Optional ending has light end of season 2 (ch 40) spoilers and is +585 words)

Lord Diavolo has always known there wouldn't be much time with MC- time does not bend to the will of a king, and even Solomon had gotten lucky (unlucky?) with his immortality. Diavolo had done a good job of ignoring the elephant in the room until MC mentioned the death of a relative. What was a passing comment to them had been cold water down the prince's back, a nasty little thought that festered in the back of his mind and would soon follow him- even into his sleep. Diavolo hadn't let the thoughts affect his work, but MC noticed the change in him. When they tried to bring it up, they couldn't get a full sentence out before Diavolo blurted out, "I can make you immortal, you could stay with us forever."

Of course, it was so simple! Well, not "simple". Could Solomon recreate his potion or did MC have to become a demon? There was a story about a magic stone in the forest- Diavolo was so busy hashing out the logistics, it took him a minute to realize MC was grimacing. It had never occurred to him that they wouldn't want to stick around. His first thought was that they were unhappy; was it the Devildom? Was it RAD and the students? Was it him?

Diavolo didn't go home that night, talking with MC well into the morning. They liked the Devildom, they liked him, the brothers- nothing was wrong. They just didn't want immortality. They tried their best to explain; there's a comfort to knowing there will be an "end". No ghosts, no spirits, no after life and beyond. Just time spent to the best of their ability, and maybe a few good memories to carry with you in those last moments. Having a 'deadline' so to speak, made these moments more important.

MC didn't say anything when Diavolo turned away, brushing his hair to the side as he quickly wiped away a few stray tears. Instead they took his hands and told him about their dreams. Jobs they'd want to take, events they'd like to see, skills to learn. It wasn't the most in depth plan, wasn't world shaking and revolutionary, but it was what they wanted. Their piece of happiness. They mentioned specific moments they wanted to live with him and the brothers, laying out these moments right up to their death. Knowing that MC wanted him by their side until the very end mollified him and despite his reluctance, he promised MC to let them die human.

They had such a short future together in the grand scheme of things- so why had fate ripped it away? It wasn't supposed to end like this, MC was supposed to grow old, a head full of light hair and facing their end with loving friends and family- not these bulky machines, a cold room, and lacking the energy to hold their own head up.

The brothers were already stuffed into the room, and Diavolo couldn't hear most of what Barbatos was reporting to him.

"Accident... ruptured... escaped... can't heal..."

It meant nothing to him as he made his way to the bed. He stood where the others had parted for him, taking Mc's hand in his own. MC rolled their head to the side to look at him, running their thumb over his knuckles. Diavolo couldn't just sit here and watch them die, "MC, this isn't your time. You promised we'd have years together."

"Well I assumed we did, and you know what they say about assumptions." MC tried to joke, but their laugh came out a hacking cough.

"We can't heal you, but maybe we could-" Diavolo looks over to Barbatos, to Lucifer, but neither had an answer for him.

"Please MC, let us turn- " Mammon took MC free hand, begging. They all knew about MC's wish, and most put up a better fight than Diavolo had, but MC never budged. Even now, they still found enough energy to glare at Mammon and speak clearly.

"Don't. You. Dare." Mc couldn't hold this anger for long, and soon enough was pressing themselves back into the pillows. It seemed to take the last of the fight out of them, and with a final smile, they mumbled, "love you guys."

A long, monotonous beat filled the silence in the room. Mammon buried his head into the hospital bed, and Asmo held himself tighter, paler than his jacket. Someone was sobbing, but a siren's pitch had muffled Diavolo's hearing.

A handful of lunches and festivals, a couple more vacations. Maybe a date or two if he was lucky. Was that really too much to ask for?

No.

It wasn't.

"Turn them." The room jolted back to life as everyone turned to Lord Diavolo, but no one moved further. "Didn't you hear me? Turn MC immortal."

"Lord Diavolo-"

"I won't ask a third time." Diavolo waves off whoever spoke, "Human brains can survive up to 3 minutes after death without severe damage. Revive them and fix this."

"Mc made it well known that they never wanted immortality," Lucifer warned. "Would you really be okay with them hating you?"

"They'll be mad for a while, but they'll have an eternity to get over it. Are all of you really so willing to let them go?" Lord Diavolo looks at each brother, and Barbatos in turn, and no one tried to lie. They wanted MC to stay around a little longer, and Diavolo had known them best. If he was really sure MC would forgive everyone eventually, they would tolerate a few years of hostile stares and cold shoulder treatment.

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Lord Diavolo hadn't stayed for ritual, already having spent an entire day in the human realm he was quickly falling behind on the tasks he needed to complete before tomorrow. Barbatos stopped by the study to give an update on MC's status. Neither spoke about the dark circles under Barbatos eyes, hair disheveled, and posture ever so bent. Diavolo dismissed him for the night.

Lord Diavolo was in the student council room the next afternoon, preparing for the council meeting when the door banged open with enough force to crack the wall. He turns to smile at MC as they ran into the room, he'd rather see this face full of anger and hatred than the cold empty stare he saw yesterday. He didn't even care that this anger was directed at him.

"Traitors! All of you!" MC pulled out a chair to knock to the floor, but the magic was still new in their veins so they sent the chair flying instead. Diavolo couldn't help but smile; with this strength MC would be even safer in the Devildom than before. Mc didn't see it that way.

"Is this funny to you?" Mc made a move for Diavolo, but Mammon and Beel flanked them in an instant, holding them back. "You swore to me! You promised you'd let me go!"

"I did. And I kept my promise, but you didn't keep yours." Lord Diavolo puts down a stack of papers and gives MC his full attention. "'Let you die human'", were the exact words you made me swear, and I did. You died and came back, humans are resuscitated all the time. You, on the other hand, promised me years together. And I intend to get them."

"If you think you're spending another minute with me after a stunt like this, you're wrong." MC pulls themselves free from Mammon and Beel, glaring at each brother as they made their way back to the door, "As long as I live, I don't want to see ANY of you ever again, and that's an order!" They slam the door behind them as they leave, and the brothers buckle at the knees. They share a look of alarm, never having considered that they'd be ordered to stay away from MC. The stagger to their feet and look to Diavolo, all the confidence in his words from yesterday gone.

"Still sure about your plan?" Satan words dripped venom, already feeling dread building up for having agreed to this plan.

"I sure didn't hear any complaining yesterday." Diavolo goes back to organizing the files, undeterred by the scene that had just played out. "MC has never been able to hold a grudge for too long before, even when they should have. Their anger will fade as their human memories do, we just have to wait it out. They'll grow to be grateful for this gift, and will always have a place at Royal Academy of Diavolo."

Even if they wanted to, they couldn't regret it now, they had no way to undo the immortality. So during the meeting that no one was paying attention to, the brothers made their own plans; keep MC's room clean for them, don't touch their things. Leave gifts and notes in places they used to frequent and hope that one day MC would remove their command.

Very very optional ending:

(Tone of the extended ending: You go low, I go to hell)

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"Take me."

"MC, baby, take me out to dinner first." Thirteen didn't look up from the cup of tea she was stirring, having heard MC running here from the second they entered the cave.

"You know what I mean," MC storms over to stand in Thirteen's line of sight. They looked kind of cute like this, mad and winded, but the image was soured by the knowledge of something unnatural at work.

"I do, and I was planning to come see you later this week. Solomon tried to hide your death and resurrection," a quick pause to sip her drink, " but he hasn't quite mastered how to conceal life forces."

"I don't want to be immortal."

"That rings a bell, you might have mentioned it once or twice."

"Thirteen-" there was a warning in MC's tone, but Thirteen gestured for them to take a seat and took another sip of her drink. "You were always a funny one MC. No one could tell you what to do, no one could impose their will on to you. I like that."

"We had a deal." Pain from the betrayal leaks into MC's words, but the shaking hands accept the cup Thirteen offered. "I plan to see it through even if he doesn't. I never cared for breaking a promise. "

"Amen to that, but I hope you don't mind if I steal a few more minutes with you." A lie, but a sweet one for MC's sake. Even when humans willingly walk to their death, although it wasn't usually so literal, there is always a desire to extend the final moments just a little bit. "Any reason you came to me?"

"I figured that if you could take Solomon's immortality away, mine shouldn't be a problem. And you might be the only person that completely supports me having to 'leave'." MC doesn't drink the tea, but let's the cup warm their hands. They sat in silence for a few minutes, with Thirteen sipping and humming in peace before MC spoke up again. "... Will they try to hurt you for helping me?"

Thirteen snorts, and swallows her tea before she can choke on it. "MC, there are plenty of forces stronger than Lord Diavolo, and even stronger than that butler of his, in this universe. And I happen to be the guard to one of them- he isn't putting his hands on me no matter how badly he'll want to."

MC nods, clearly relieved, "That's good. Thank you thirteen."

"Really I should be thanking you. Why are so many people hell bent on breaking the natural laws?" Thirteen finishes off her tea and stands up, leading MC out of the room.

"Will they know I'm gone?" MC holds on tightly to the rope bridge as the wind makes it sway, finally recognizing where Thirteen was leading them. "Or will you have to tell them?"

"The pacts breaking is a pretty obvious tell. It won't hurt them, but they'll know immediately. That's probably for the best." Thirteen holds their hand out for MC to grab and leads them into the candle room. Reversing the spell would be easiest here, and it's one hell of a final view. Thirteen leads MC to the center of the room, giving their hand a squeeze before stepping away. "How do you want to go?"

"Dealer's choice. Can't be worse than the first time."

"Then I'll make it painless for you."

And with a swing of the Reaper's scythe, MC's vision goes to black.

#also my apologies if thirteen came out super ooc i havent actually read any events. chapters. or cards with her #im going purely off of vibes #hurt/comfort does not exist in this house it's one or the other sorry boozye #obey me diavolo #om diavolo #ozera request

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