#again I don't know the story behind it but my guess is that MC made the cakes for Jean
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Sorry if this has already been asked before, but have you ever thought about writing a sequel to SoH? I know you said it would be a stand-alone book, but I think a sequel where we explore different continents would be extremely cool. I just love these character so much and idk if I’m ready to say goodbye. I know we still have a bit left but still…
Hi there, this message has been sitting in a long queue of messages I've fallen behind on answering for a while now, but I just wanted to say thank you for taking the time to send it! It ended up being extremely thought-provoking for me, and you may have single-handedly made me reconsider my stance on a Shepherds sequel! XD
I always planned on this entry being a standalone game, though I was toying with the idea of eventually writing a sequel that follows a separate cast of characters (aka different protagonist and companions, though with room for potential cameos with the old characters). Pretty much like how Dragon Age does it! I won't go into the potential plot details now, but I was thinking it might take place sometime between 10-15 years in the future, and it would follow "a new generation" of Shepherds in a different locale. I've sort of hazily cobbled together ideas for the story/main premise, but companions outside of the main protagonist have eluded me at the moment--I really need to focus on this game, its DLC, and my next book first, so I haven't given it too much thought!
However, your comment has unearthed some feelings I've been having about a potential sequel, too! It's hard for me to feel like I'd be ready to say goodbye to the cast, as well... It's so easy for me to write them because they've been in my head for so many years, and starting an adventure in the world of Blest with different and new characters admittedly feels a bit strange. It's like having to hang back a grade while all of your friends graduate high school and then looking around at the incoming freshman class like "welp, I guess you guys are my friends now! 😒" lol. I'm torn on the issue: I don't want to not challenge myself or refuse to move out of my comfort zone as a writer--in short, I don't want to be the kind of writer who recycles the same characters and material because doing something new is daunting to me, and I don't want you all to feel like I'm making endless sequels/trying to recapture old magic and should just move on to something new, either--but I do love my cast and I'm not sure yet if I should definitively say, "No, their chapter is done with this game and it's on to the next!", because I can see so many adventures happening to them even after this story is over!
The problem lies with endings--there are so many different endings planned for this game that I hesitate in treating any of them as the true or canonical one, but otherwise trying to account for all of them in a sequel feels quite impossible to accomplish when I wasn't planning on a continuation--along with other logistical concerns that I can't get into at the moment. Like, what if you end the game with all of the Shepherds except Halek dead? What if your friend ends the game with all of them alive, but the MC is dead? This game alone is already 1 million words, but a direct sequel would probably wrack up hundreds of thousands of variations based on all of these choices in its first chapter alone! 🤔
That's why I figure DLC is the happy medium here: you can expand on or create new content and adventures for the characters, but slot them into the timeline wherever you wish, like in between Chapter 7 and 8, etc. And episodic adventures might keep things small and streamlined enough that I can update them more consistently, rather than hacking away at one giant sequel game!
Aaaaaanyway... All this is to say: I have a lot to think about! Absolutely nothing has been decided yet (not even close), but these are just some of the things I've had rattling around in my head. Thank you again for your sweet and honest words: I'm glad you're so fond of these characters and would miss them. I would, too! But whatever ends up happening, I know this game won't be the last time we see them. :)
Thanks again!
#Shepherds of Haven#sequel#FAQ#spoilers#mild#me#personal#writing#it's pretty much a dragon age vs mass effect scenario#if you know what I mean :')
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Man. How did I forget that an entire subplot of Dazai's main story was just. Trying to trap him into having a single conversation with MC like a normal person I'm so akhdjgfkljshgskjd
I just love watching her, Arthur, and Isaac deadass plot with glee to get one over on Dazai it's killing me, this is some Hamlet level shit (no Charles do not stand behind the curtain to kill Dazai coming in the window!!! yamero!!!!!)
Also because I felt personally attacked (/j) when Isaac said this:
I love you Isaac but pls have mercy on creatives we only have one brain cell and we're trying s o hard oTL
Although, and I'll leave it under the cut since I'm back on my Comte-posting, but the way Comte talks about Dazai fascinates me. Also just as fair warning, I do broach a lot of the topics that come up in Dazai rt so trigger warnings for self-harm, suicide, CPTSD and PTSD, trauma, etc. I don't go too too in-depth, but they are there.
Comte: "Dazai is quite skilled at concealing what he's really feeling, even from himself, perhaps."
The way he instantly remarks on how Dazai is not only working to conceal what he feels from others, but also from himself. Tbh I think that's enormously perceptive, because at first glance most people tend to think Dazai is lazy, troublesome, flippant, or erratic (and sometimes, a combination of all of these).
I love that he sees to the core of who Dazai is and what he's feeling; fear. Dazai is afraid of hurting someone again, but I also think on some level he's made it an ontological problem; he's afraid of himself. He thinks his very existence is a negative entity, something that exists only to hurt and/or estrange other people, something wrong/different. I'd argue that's why he's so adamant about mood-making and keeping to himself. If you never express how you truly feel or live true to yourself, on some level you can't entirely reach others. Because fundamentally, being close to other people does require some level of lowered defenses and sharing. Ergo, never dwell too long or give too much of yourself away, never make a mark on anyone--good or bad.
As a side note, Theo calls him "a half-strewn dandelion puff" and I agree that's rather blunt, but on some level Theo operates on a level of utility. His entire operating precept is that life and work must serve a discrete purpose. And Dazai, in choosing to opt out of living with meaning/intent out of fear, makes this description entirely consistent with Theo's perspective of the world. Though his phrasing is harsh and perhaps one-dimensional, I do find it interesting that he comes to a similar conclusion as Comte as to what Dazai is doing.
Comte talks about it with such clarity and calm, he really does feel so parental in this moment. He's not necessarily minimizing the reality of how Dazai is experiencing the world, but he also clearly doesn't agree with Dazai's self-perception. Perhaps most striking to me is how Comte seems to understand that the only threat Dazai poses is to himself...Sometimes it feels like, in the case of conditions like mental illness/depression/etc. people are so eager to assume ill will of a person. This is only exponentially compounded if they prove to have striking intelligence and strategic capacity, the same way Dazai does. I guess I can't help but appreciate that Comte knows the difference between strong and scared, and even how the lines between the two can and often do blur (perhaps best exemplified in his relationships with Jeanne and Dazai).
(Side note: I forgot which event it was but, one time when Dazai was homesick for cherry blossom watching, Comte had the entire house filled with flowers to cheer him up [insert ugly sobbing]).
For someone so enigmatic, evasive, and distant, Comte still notices instantly that Dazai is much, much happier with MC. I suppose it makes me wonder if Comte knew all along that Dazai's real wish was to be accepted and loved as he was, but kept quiet out of respect for his privacy. I would offer too that sometimes people need to realize these things on their own for the information to have value.
But what really gets my ass is what Comte says right after:
This is my bread and butter (so is he but that's not the point of this particular TED talk). In the last few years I've done a lot of exploratory work on how trauma is mapped both internally but also visibly on the body. What I think is engaging here is that, while it could be read on a surface level as "body language gives people's true intentions away" I don't think that's quite what he's getting at. Or perhaps better phrased, it's an oversimplification. I don't think it's that body language can't communicate real and important information about people's lives. Rather, that people associate rigid and absolutist interpretations to singular mannerisms, which does a disservice to both parties. Nobody can know a person at a glance; to say that you do reduces the lived reality of the opposite party.
Comte gives simple examples and couches his words for the context of the moment, but I think that first line is incredibly telling. "But the body is remarkably truthful." It makes me think of how, in moments where Comte is overcome with anxiety as a result of traumatic recurrence, he has acute panic attacks (i.e. shortened breath, racing heart, trembling). How Leonardo's lethargy (i.e. napping on the floor everywhere like the hobo he is) belies the reality of his very real exhaustion, the emotional turmoil that comes with a fraught immortal life.
Dazai's endless struggle with dissociation and self-harm, the way he stood in the rain unmoving at the thought of MC returning home to the modern era. Whether to numb himself from the pain of that grief/loneliness, or perhaps more likely the self-immolation of subjecting himself to the re-enactment of the most harrowing moment of his life. To relive that anguish as a reminder; to abstain from making the same mistake ever again. Jeanne's endless bodily tension, struggles with basic self-care (appears to be interoception-based; reduced signalling of the need to eat/rest/etc.), and self-isolation to cope in a world where only the strong survive. Never safe, always alone, always defensive.
I think, for many people in general but especially people who have been through intense PTSD/CPTSD/etc., it can be hard to express these feelings directly. Whether they are forcibly silenced, ridiculed into self-derision/self-concealment, or are overwhelmed by emotions that are difficult to process--each manifests itself in unconventional ways. It means a lot to me when those phenomena are portrayed so sensitively in written works/media, that they're explored with real intention and narrative subtlety to communicate how hard it is for people who are wounded or simply different (or both, as often is the case).
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Even more than that, and this is an observation at the end of Dazai's route, is Comte's open belief that life is something to be cherished. Of course, like any other person he has behaviors he won't abide and people he doesn't feel partial to, but by and large he doesn't take life lightly. Perhaps that's why he doesn't expect Dazai to resort to such measures again, in conjunction with the circumstances of his transition. From an outsider perspective, I could see how Comte might assume Dazai no longer wishes for that if he seemed to regret his initial course of action by seeking resurrection. There is also the implication that Dazai is always at war with himself, and therefore might give contradictory impressions; one moment he wants to live, the next he doesn't. This is precisely what led him to ask Charles for help to subdue his own 'cowardice.' (His terms, not mine. [bonks him]) There is a sizeable subset of s-word survivors who, after recovery, feel that their problems were actually solvable despite their despair in the moment.
Of course, that doesn't apply to everyone, but I think there's something to be said of Comte feeling such real affection for the mansion boys that he is stricken to find out what Dazai attempted. And perhaps unsurprisingly, very adamant to keep him from ever pursuing such a course of action again. He's incredibly vulnerable about his horror that he might have inflicted something on Dazai that he never wanted in bringing him back, though Dazai comfortably refutes any lack of agency in the situation.
I guess I feel very compelled by the duality inherent in Comte's glass heart, precisely because of how realistic it feels. His greatest strength is his sensitivity, but it's also his greatest weakness in tandem. His genuine care for Dazai--the unwavering belief that his life is valuable and worthy--ends up being the reason he doesn't anticipate Dazai's rather deeply entrenched self-loathing. And to be honest, I'm a bit inclined to agree; looking back on a third reading Dazai feels way too hard on himself. It feels like the young girl's death was more a catalyst for what Dazai was already feeling, than anything. Dazai wanted so badly to have a reason to despise himself (as he already disliked how different and out of place he naturally felt) and with this, his self-reproach could have a viable, rational explanation. A locus outside of his body by which to rationalize his self-hatred. Accident or not becomes irrelevant; he was involved, and thus he is guilty.
He reminds me a lot of that post that was circulating once about how cultish behavior inculcates intelligent people with more devastating pull than one might expect, because intelligent people can more easily and more insistently find ways to desperately rationalize their situation to function in that whirlpool of abuse. Dazai feels like he's in this same such Catch-22, so busy believing he deserves to be scorned (because of how well he hides his perceived abnormalities) that he takes steps to ensure and reinforce it. He wants and needs to see his reality make sense, and if it won't answer his designs he will find a way to make it so.
It fascinates me because Dazai is an incredibly complex example of someone who desires control, but instead of inflicting it with external rapacity, he targets his own internal state. I once heard a Buddhist explain: yes, it is a sign of disturbance to engage with others aggressively and without grace. However, it is also a sign of disturbance when the mind seeks to harm one's own body. Although Dazai's disturbance is not as apparent, it is there. And that's part of what makes him so excruciatingly compelling to me, in a lot of ways he is the manifestation of the Sisyphean suffering of being ill in a quiet way. In enduring and smiling and laughing because you don't want to burden others--or know you're not allowed to--all while you slowly bleed from the inside out.
#ikevamp#ikemen vampire#ikevamp dazai#ikevamp isaac#ikevamp comte#ikevamp theo#ikevamp meta#i love how isaac straight up is like#'man now that you mention it he hasn't been harassing me either'#I S A A C 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣#the way i can't stop laughing. and. AND he really said#'omfg...Dazai writes!? on god????? fr??????'#ICE COLD#ISAAC I SWEAR TO GOD NOBODY ACKNOWLEDGES UR SENSE OF HUMOR ENOUGH AND THAT INCLUDES ME#I BEG UR FORGIVENESS APPLE KING#also is it wrong that like#one side of me is entirely capable of acknowledging the gravity of the situation but the other just#is so close to losing it when MC asks Dazai what his writing is abt#and he unironically says 'the death of a clown'#truly gen z would have loved him its tragic he's not here with us#dazai main story route#minnie mumbles#also 🥺 the way comte spoke of him so fondly#my heart is so tender...#i really do love how sincerely he sees his children for who they are#i also love that no matter how much dazai thinks he's unworthy comte never thinks the same T_T#I routinely cry about that scene at the end where he's like '💢young man you better not do anything like that a g a i n.'#tw suicide#tw self-harm#tw suicidal ideation
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i wanna be your boyfriend !
summary: how are they as boyfriends? / general boyfriend headcanons.
characters: riddle, malleus
general notes: no gender mentioned (refers to mc as "you"), basically fluff, alot of affection (especially in one part for riddle's), pet names ([my] rose, love)
author's note: ok this prompt (brainrot) has a story. i celebrated my 17th birthday 2 days ago and my partner surprised me today with a bunch of lego flowers, chocolates and a ‘why i love you’ jar with a million papers (an exaggeration but there's ALOT basically). made me cry and also inspired.
♥︎ — riddle rosehearts !
Boyfriend!Riddle who shies away from affection and love in general, but it's obvious he's holding himself back.
Boyfriend!Riddle who stays up all night to help you with a concept you don't understand in your lessons; who stays up to help you with homework.
Boyfriend!Riddle who stands behind you as you sit on your chair, a palm on the table as he leans close to your ear. “A, B, or C for this one, love? Which one is it?” Answer correctly and he kisses your cheek softly, nuzzling into your hair afterwards. Answer incorrectly and he tsks, but smiles. “It's alright, my rose. Try again.”
Boyfriend!Riddle who insists on tucking you in bed almost every night like a child. His schedule is always full but he wants to cherish you as much as possible. He has some work to attend to, being a housewarden and all, so he kisses your forehead and if you want, he stays in the room. He even moves the table close to your bed and works beside you so you don't feel alone.
Boyfriend!Riddle whose dates consists of a quiet brunch outside in the Heartslabyul garden. He tells you he set it up himself and you feel your heart melt. “No Caters running around?” “Not today, rose. Come, sit down.” He pulls up the chair for you to sit then pushes it, walking to his own and letting out a relieved sigh. “Just we two today, hm? Are you alright with that?” he asks, all the while caressing your cheek with his hand softly.
Boyfriend!Riddle who makes sure every obstacle is faced together — not just you, not just him.
Boyfriend!Riddle who makes you realize... maybe husband sounds like a better title?
♥︎ — malleus draconia !
Boyfriend!Malleus who courted you through uh, ehem... dragon ways of courtship — showering you with jewels and gold at every given opportunity.
Boyfriend!Malleus who is taken aback when you say that you wanted him, not his status or treasures. “How peculiar... was I doing it all wrong?” “Not completely. I appreciate it, but a new piece of treasure everyday... it's a little too much.”
Boyfriend!Malleus who literally reads a book about dating (‘Comprehensive and Totally Easy Ways to Charm Your Partner — for Broke People Edition’ he doesn't know why Lilia gave him a book for broke people because frankly, he's not but I guess it does make sense since apparently broke equals simple now). “Take them on dates, like picnics or a walk around town...” he reads.
Boyfriend!Malleus who covers your eyes, leading you to a secluded spot in the forest near school. As you open your eyes, it lays on a table full of both dishes and pastries alike. The place is illuminated with fairy lights, and the flowers around are blooming (it's almost winter. He used magic). “I figured... maybe this is what you meant by simple?” He hopes he didn't make a mistake, but your sudden rush of affection proves to him that he did a great job.
Boyfriend!Malleus who visits you at nights when he said he couldn't. You would hear faint knocking by the window, seeing tiny rocks hit it. As you peer down, it's like a scene from a movie: he's there with flowers, a soft smile on his face. Well, someone's been reading the book during his free time, that's for sure.
Boyfriend!Malleus who just tries to love you. He knows it would either be a hit or miss with you, when in reality, it never would be because he's already succeeding.
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#twisted wonderland#twst#twstnexus#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland headcanons#twisted wonderland imagines#twst headcanons#twst imagines#riddle rosehearts#malleus draconia#riddle rosehearts x reader#malleus draconia x reader#⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡ | by nthee.
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Hollowed Minds, as a story, is like a mirror that reflects the complexities and contradictions of human society, exposing its flaws with honesty and clarity.
It is interesting to me to see a story where the author doesn't hold back in showing the raw reality, without holding back. Showing how the darkness of the reality and society surrounding an individual with ideals and hopes for the future, tries every single day to extinguish that light of hope inside of them. How it tries to destroy them. How it tries to alter their personality, ideals and beliefs.
It shows how the mentality of "Public glory and fame" can corrupt a person. How the public opinion can make a person a beacon of light and a model for society, only to drag that same person's reputation down, damaging even their career. How the public opinion does not care about the evidences that prove the claims thrown in the media, but just accept them as if they are the absolute word of God. The same thing happening to MC at the start of the story.
On the other hand, it also shows how good and dangerous idealism can be, through the Ripper and Wesley. A duo who in their past did many good deeds for the people, but who can be so much influenced by idealism that they fail to see the consequences of the actions they take in doing good deeds. It can result in someone getting harmed. Their judgement can be clouded, making them fail to see reality for what it is.
Then you have the classic "We are all doing this. It's not good to be a snitch on your colleagues for breaking the law. You are a bad person if you go against the flow" shown in the Ripper's workplace where they are treating them not with the respect they rightfully deserve just because he exposed the corruption happening in that place. But such is expected from a society that has been turning a blind eye to crimes. In public they may tell you "We want justice and the criminals behind bars" but this is true (and they will support you) as long as you don't touch their interests/benefits.
For the sake of the ask not getting too long, I'm going to stop here with my ramblings, but I just wanted to say how much I appreciate the fact that you have chosen to share this story with us. I love the characters, with all their virtues and flaws, and I love the way how each time I go and replay the demo, new things are discovered. I hope you keep writing this story until the very end and that you take good care of your health💛
Hey, anon, this is probably the highest form of compliment I've ever gotten on this platform, and honestly? I've been reading this over and over for the entire day because I just felt so seen.
You've shared some thoughts here I never expected to see this early in the story, and I'm so grateful you made the effort to type it all out and send it to me because I've definitely been second-guessing myself in how I'm portraying certain scenes.
I mean, I'm autistic. It's hard for me to make my thoughts clear, and it's a lot harder for me to figure out if the readers are getting the information I want them to have and the conclusions I want them to form. And when I do make an effort to do just that, I get the realization that I begin to describe too much.
It's a flaw of mine that I'm confused what to do about sometimes, so I cannot emphasize enough that seeing my work be so clearly understood, so deeply analyzed, is really just, I don't know, I feel like gratifying is not enough of a word for this, but it might be the closest.
I also want you to remember what you yourself said about the idealism that Ripper and Wesley had, because that one paragraph now made me confident that a future revelation would not be wasted on at least one person :') It's... a nice feeling, to be honest.
I might just end up crying here if I keep going, so I'll stop here. Thank you again and I hope you'll have a good weekend! I hope you'll also see this through the end!
#OKAY I LIED AT THE LAST PART#I'M WAY TOO EMOTIONAL ALREADY#interactive fiction#interactive novel#hollowed minds series#cyoa#hollowed minds#choicescript#interactive game#wip#if wip#writing#hosted games#hollowed minds book one
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Title: Game Over
Pairing: Ayumu x MC
Word count: 1871
Genre: Fluff
Prompt: MC plays otome games
Written for the @voltagefandomproject
Notes: I haven't written in a while, but I hope you enjoy this story. I don't own Voltage or any of its characters, but I own this story.
Here goes...
His POV
*Slam*
That's the sound my office door made after I walked in and forcefully shut it behind me. Mind you, I don't always close the door that way - my parents raised me to become the well-mannered person that I usually am - except when a certain someone is involved.
I'm sure that you've already guessed who I'm talking about. She also goes by the following aliases - Kappa Nagano, the snapping turtle of Nagano, my aide, my turtle… My girlfriend. Even after dating for over a year, she never ceases to amaze me with all the different emotions and reactions she manages to draw from me simply by being her usual self - like that one time she tried asking other guys to watch a meteor shower with her instead of asking me because she thought I'd say no, or that time when she drank whisky neat in front of her ex-boyfriend and passed out. I never pegged myself to be the jealous type until I met her.
And now she's doing it again. The worst part is that I can't even read her this time around - either she's gotten better at hiding things or I've become sloppy at snooping her out.
Wait, I've become sloppy at snooping her out? That's so incredibly lame! When did I become so uncool?
Do you think I'm overreacting? You would, too, if you have a puzzle you can't figure out. Anyway, I'll tell you exactly what's gotten me into a foul mood.
It was about a week ago when I started noticing a change in my girl's behavior.
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"You seem busy."
She looked up at me from her spot on the couch. We arrived home from the Jurassic Land exhibit a few minutes ago, and already, my girl has plopped down on the sofa while tinkering with her phone. Again. For the hundredth time since I saw her this morning. And she wasn't just tinkering with her phone, she was holding it suspiciously close to her - like an ace student who wouldn't let her classmates copy off her exam.
"Homework?" I asked, pretending I didn't know that she didn't have any. "Anything you need help on?" I wanted to give her a fair chance to tell me what it was that was stealing her attention away from me.
I watched her eyes widen, and her cheeks flush. She clumsily fumbled with her phone and chucked it into her bag. "N-no. I'm okay. I was… I was texting with Naruko," she said with as much confidence as she could muster.
What a liar, I thought, but decided to play along. "Oh really? What could be bothering Miss Sasaki so much, she'd exchange messages with you for four hours."
I barely kept a straight face as I watched her eyes widen so much, I thought they'd pop out. "It's nothing. She's just… uh…"
And so, there I was sitting through her painfully made-up story of why her classmate was 'texting' her on a weekend. At one point, she promised to give me her full attention. But like most promises, that one ended up being broken. As soon as I hopped in the shower, she was busy with her phone with a goofy smile on her face.
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Her goofy smile as she tinkered with her phone has been a hot topic in the Instructors' room, too. As expected, Toru is the first one to comment on my girl's head-in-the-clouds expression.
"It looks like she's found herself a boyfriend," my self-declared partner-in-crime harped annoyingly after he spotted my girl walking down the corridor while tapping away on her phone.
"I've noticed that, too. It's like there's a spring in her step these days," Soma chimed in - not that anyone asked him.
"My aide always has a spring in her step," I said, trying to keep it casual.
"Yes, but it's different this time," Goto interjected thoughtfully, as he showed me her most recent test, which she aced. "She seems to be more determined to get good marks. Whatever the reason is, she's inspired."
The collective oohs and aahs from everyone in the room was driving me to the edge. I'm so annoyed already, why can't everyone just shut up?
I said a silent prayer to whatever Gods were listening, but they may have been attending to other matters at the moment because who else should stir the pot more but the chief?
"So, the little bird is in love? That's wonderful. There's nothing better than young love."
"She's hardly even young anymore," I muttered under my breath as I desperately tried to keep my temper in check. This was getting more ridiculous by the minute. Was she seeing someone else behind my back? She can't be. I mean, she's in love with me, right? At least the last time I checked, she seemed to be.
"What do you think, Ayumu?"
The Chief's question snapped me out of the little deliberation I had going on in my head. The next thing I know, all eyes were on me, as if I were the subject of an interrogation.
I put on my best fake smile and gathered the papers that were stacked in front of me. "I think I've had enough idle time, so it's time for me to make my rounds," I said, as I stood and headed for the door.
I could've sworn I heard Toru say something to the chief about how sensitive I was, but I couldn't care less - I'd rather remove myself from the situation before they remove me from my teaching position.
As I shut the door of the Instructors' Room, I came face-to-face with the very reason I bolted out of the room I was in. There she was with her friend Naruko - her phone in hand, and a goofy smile on her face.
"I got a Super Happy Ending with Munechika. It took me a while, but I finally got to experience that toe-curling first kiss," I heard her declare cheerfully.
Munechika, huh? Who the heck is he? And what's that about a toe-curling kiss? I was seething in anger just by listening to her go on and on about her mysterious new boyfriend. That cheater!
"Right? Aren't tsundere the best?" Nakuro chirped happily beside her before our eyes met. "Hey, it's Instructor Shinonome!"
After hearing my name, my girl halted abruptly and her eyes widened. Great, I thought. This is just perfect.
"I-Instructor…," she stammered and pocketed her phone quickly.
Oblivious of the tension between us, her trusty accomplice prattled on like I was part of their conversation to start with, while my cheating girl's eyes looked everywhere but at me. I could feel my breath hitch and my blood boils the longer I stayed.
"A new guy, you say?" I looked pointedly at my girl, who now looked like she wanted the earth to swallow her whole. "I can't say I understand his taste in women, but well, as long as you're both single…" I said, emphasizing the last two words before I walked off as quickly as I could. To where you ask? Why, to my office, of course.
I thought I heard her call my name, but my ears were throbbing and I had to get behind the safety of my office. It's one thing that I knew she was spending more time on her phone, but hearing her say another man's name out loud - was just too much.
So now, here I am in my office, taking a few calming breaths to regain my composure. And just as I was getting my rhythm back, I heard the door bust open, and in comes my girl - with beads of sweat on her forehead and a little short of breath.
But I can't deal with her right now.
"Instructor -"
"I'm busy at the moment," I lied and swiveled the chair so I wasn't facing her. "Why don't you just come back after class? I'll probably have something for you to work on then."
From behind, I could hear her walking towards me - her steps as well as her breathing were measured. "This won't take long." her voice was directly behind my chair so I held my breath and closed my eyes, hoping that she wouldn't see me in this state. "You were shaking when you left, and I had to come after you…"
I gasped. Was I too upset to realize I was shaking earlier? I was going to respond to her, but thought better of it. After all, they do say less talk, less mistakes, right? I quietly sat with my back to her. Even when I couldn't see her, I could tell she was nervous - probably wringing her hands together.
"Well?"
"Well," she said, breathing in sharply. "I think you misunderstood…"
"Hm?"
"Munechika…"
"Oh, your new guy?"
"Instructor," she said, coming around to face me. I can tell she was deeply distressed. "Munechika isn't a real guy."
Not a real guy? Now, I'm confused.
"He's a 2D character from this otome game that Naruko recommended a week ago," she continued while showing me an animated guy in a scrub suit. "He's a fictional doctor who's hot and cold. I picked him because he reminds me of you. I'm sorry if you were worried, but I would never cheat on you."
2D, otome… So, you mean to tell me I've been jealous of a fictional character this whole time? This is making me cringe big time, but I think my face must've loosened up because I heard her sigh with relief. And now, she's got that goofy smile on her face again, but this time her eyes are on me, like they're supposed to be.
"What are you smiling there for?" I asked. "You're not off the hook yet."
"You can't still be mad at me."
"Oh? And what about that toe-curling kiss you were talking to your little friend about?"
I know I sounded ridiculous, but I couldn't help it. And now, it was her turn to gasp. "Oh, come on," she said, her face turning red. "You give me so much more than toe-curling kisses, and you know it."
I smirked. "Do I? After hearing you go on about this 2D fantasy guy, I'm really not sure anymore…"
"But I do love your kisses, Instructor," she said, earnestly.
"Oh? Then prove it," I challenged her.
Her eyes shot wide. "What? Like, here?"
I sat back and watched her look around, obviously worried someone would walk in on us. But no less than five seconds later, she gives me yet another surprise.
Here in my office, on my chair, with the girl I love most on my lap, giving me the best toe-curling kiss I've ever had. She wins again. She always wins with me. That's how crazy I am about this silly girl. I guess she can keep playing her otome games and have silly little crushes on 2D guys who remind her of me. I suppose I wouldn't mind - much - after all, otomes always end with game over, but as for me, I'll give my girl the Super Happy Ending she never knew she's always wanted.
The end.
#voltage otome#voltage fandom ccc#Voltage fandom project#her love in the force#ayumu shinonome#Ayumu x mc
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Male MC (Nick Taylor) x Stacy Green
As the winter months come to Westchester, Stacy finds out about a winter festival happening and talks Nick into going, where he will do something that he never dared to in the past.
Written in the present tense.
Tagging: @choicesficwriterscreations, @jerzwriter
Warnings: None
Word Count: 838
Notes: I don’t own these characters, they are the property of Pixelberry Studios.
Ice created on cooltext.com
This story was inspired by this ask from @jerzwriter, so I guess this is kind of my first requested fic!
Pulling up into a parking spot, Stacy kills the engine to her car and reaches behind to grab her coat as Nick does his jacket up.
Stacy - Ready?
Nick - Yeah.
The two get out an make their way into the festival where all manner of stalls and activities are set up. Making their first stop at a hot drinks van, Nick pays for a couple of steaming drinks and they begin their way along the different stalls. Stopping at a ring toss, Stacy gives Nick a knowing look, the competitive smile.
Nick - The deal?
Stacy - Winner gets a massage.
Nick - Alright.
They hand over some bills and the vendor hands the couple three rings. Nick goes first, only landing one of his rings.
Nick - Crap.
Stacy - I have a good feeling about that massage.
Nick chuckles as Stacy takes her turn, landing all three of her rings. She shoots her arms in the air victoriously, turning to Nick, who can only smile.
Vendor - Take your pick of prize.
Looking them over, her eyes settle on one in particular.
Stacy - The penguin, please.
The vendor grabs the penguin and hands it to her.
Stacy - Thanks.
They continue along the festival and Stacy looks at her winning Penguin.
Nick - Guess Pinguino P. Piddlefluff now has a friend.
Stacy - Looks like it.
Nick - So where to next?
Stacy points at the ice skating rink and they head over. Going up to the vendor, Stacy hands the vendor some money.
Stacy - Two sets please.
Nick - Wait, what?
The vendor hands them their skates and they go over to the bench. Stacy notices the hesitance in Nick.
Stacy - You okay?
Nick - I, uh... I've never actually done this before. I'll be happy to watch!
Stacy stands and takes his hands in hers.
Stacy - I'll be with you the whole time and never let go.
The warmth of her hands also gives him a reassurance.
Nick - I'll give it a go. For you.
Smiling she gives him a quick kiss before sitting and changing into her skates. Nick sits next to her and does the same. Once in their new footwear, Stacy stands and holds her hand out to Nick. He takes it, using the bench with his free hand to keep his balance. Once standing, he takes her other hand, feeling a bit wobbly beneath him. They head onto the ice, and Nick takes hold of the edge.
Stacy - I've got you.
She takes hold of his hand from the edge and they slowly begin gliding rather than stepping on the ice.
Nick - Okay...
He raises an eyebrow at her as she stakes backwards.
Stacy - Don't worry, I won't try and get you to do this.
They pick up the speed a bit more, and Nick loses his balance. Before he can fall, Stacy catches him and they come to a stop at the edge.
Stacy - You okay?
Nick - Yeah.
They take a moment before Nick nods and they begin moving again, keeping at comfortable speed for Nick. Stacy moves round to skate next to him instead of in front of him, never letting go.
After a while, they take their leave of the ice and change back into their normal footwear. Being able to feel the ground beneath him, Nick breathes in slight relief.
Stacy - How'd you find it?
Nick - It wasn't as bad as I'd made it out in my mind.
She rests her head on his shoulder.
Stacy - You had a go.
She kisses his cheek before standing and return to the festival, trying out some of the games. But as the evening hours turn to late night, the festival begins winding down, they head back to the car. However, as they do, Nick's foot lands on a piece of ice covered by shadow and slips, falling. Stacy kneels down as he moves up to sit.
Stacy - Are you alright?!
Nick - I think so. I think mostly embarrassed. Not exactly my finest moment
Stacy - At least there's no one around filming it.
The two laugh and soon stand. Continuing back to the car as Nick wipes everything of his backside.
Nick - Definitely changing when we get back though.
Stacy can't help but laugh a bit and he responds by jokingly flashing his middle finger at her.
Stacy - Love you too.
On the drive, Stacy reaches across to take Nick's hand in hers, stroking with her thumb.
Nick - You okay?
Stacy - Thank you for coming with me.
He smiles, raising her hand to his lips.
Nick - I'm willing to try things for you.
Stacy - Right back at you.
Nick gives her hand a squeeze and leans across to kiss her cheek.
Stacy - I'd return it, but I'm driving.
The two laugh and Nick undoes his jacket as the inside of the car warms up.
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I wanted to share one of my favorite chapters from my current WIP!
Sebastianx f!MC\OC -mostly fluff with a little bit of suggestive content (you can find links to the full piece in my bio!)
Summary: Sebastian's thoughts after his first time with Maeve (my MC\OC)
-Sebastian Sallow's POV-
We laid on the sofa for hours; our naked bodies intertwined with one another. Maeve laid her head on my chest, letting her disheveled hair fall over her shoulders.
The curious bruises on her back have nearly all healed. I still haven't heard the story behind them, but that was a tale for another day.
I delicately traced circles over her skin, musing over the moments of pure pleasure we just shared. Our bodies moving in tandem with one another like we were one entity. Just moments before, we were having one of our worst arguments we've ever had.
Jealousy turned me into an animal that I could no longer contain. When I saw her smile with him, Laugh with him, kiss him–it made me seethe. Once he grabbed her arse, I lost it. She pushed me to a limit I didn't even know I had.
I had so many questions. So much to say, but it all seemed so trivial now. I knew I needed her–that I wanted her in every way a person could want someone. She meant the world to me, and I was tired of pretending that there wasn't anything between us. I couldn't keep her at a distance any longer.
My thoughts continued to wander as I let my eyes roam around a room I've never been in before.
"What is this place?"
"It's my undercroft." She snickered to herself.
"Is this where you'd disappear to last year?"
She nodded sleepily. "It's my room of requirement. 'Supposed to come equipped with everything I need. Or so I'm led to believe."
"So, say you need a bath..."
"Mhmm. That's the idea."
"Why did you never mention it?"
She shrugged. "I didn't think you'd want to see it."
I felt hurt by her words, even though I knew she didn't mean to make me feel this way. Her casual tone made me realize I made her feel like what she was going through didn't matter to me–that her needs weren't important.
"Well. It is impressive." I looked at the clock hanging about the entryway. "Merlin's beard, it's almost morning."
She stretched her arm out and laid it over my shoulder as if to stop me from trying to leave. "I could stay here with you forever." she whispered.
She had no idea the lengths I would go to make that happen.
"Well, if we are going to stay a while, perhaps we could use a blanket or two." I suggested. She nodded and sat up, covering her chest with her arms.
"Don't you think we're past modesty at this point." I joked.
"Well, I'm still a lady." She stuck her tongue out and hurried off the couch to find a blanket. I watched her walk away, taking a good look at her backside as it bounced with each of her steps. She disappeared into another room and I could hear her shuffling things around.
I took this opportunity to explore. I slipped my trousers on and wandered around all her plants and potions. Three cauldrons caught my attention as they sat on their burners. I attempted to remove the lid from one of them.
"Careful, Sallow. You never know what I could be brewing in there." Maeve giggled as she spread a blanket out on the sofa.
"Oh please. I can handle anything." I playfully scoffed. I lifted the lid and a misty bouquet of roses and wildflowers filled the air.
"Are you making your own perfume? It smells just like you."
Maeve let out a laugh and shook her head. "It's Amortentia."
My eyes widened, realizing what I had just said. I quickly replaced the lid and scooted away from the cauldrons.
"Aren't we supposed to brew that later in the year?" I asked, trying to save myself any further embarrassment.
She shrugged again. "Sharp wanted me to get a head start, I guess."
I took another glance at the room, admiring her work.
"Come under the blanket with me, Sebastian." Her voice was sweet and airy.
How could I resist a request like that?
I made my way back to the sofa and sank into the cushions next to her. I wrapped my arm around her as she leaned into my chest.
"So tell me: What exactly do I smell like?" I could feel her smile as she nuzzled her face into me.
"Like heaven." I said yearningly.
"Oh? And you know what that's like?"
"I imagine it's a place filled with endless moments of pleasure like the one we just partook in."
"Are you saying you were in heaven, Sebastian Sallow?" I heard her giggle softly.
She tilted her head to look at me and flashed me her infamous grin. She shifted under the blanket, and moved her body around to straddle me again.
She pushed her bare chest against me and brought her lips to my ear.
"Would you like me to take you there again?" She whispered.
My heart melted.
#sebastian sallow x mc#sebastian x oc#sebastian sallow fanfiction#sebastian sallow fic#sebastian sallow#hogwarts legacy#hogwarts legacy fanfic
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PINK KKOMAS KOHAKU OUKAWA 69
Spoiler for my stories
?? Enter the mansion and look at the surrounding that start to change and how the door behind him disappear.
?? Put you down but put a handcuffs made of pears and shells on your hand and pulled you in a chain made of pearls and coral.
MC, trying to not look at certain pearl of the sea(witch): (>0<；)ahm....
?? Kohaku turn and your eyes almost crumble by the sight and embarrassment: σ(￣、￣〃)???
MC: ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ n-nothing..
?? Kohaku: (￢_￢;)
?? Continue walking and pulling you along, when a wall appear in front of him he pause.
?? Kohaku:
MC, embarrassed: s-sir it's a m-maze... (｡ȍᨎȍ｡)*:･ﾟ✧ s-so you get lost by the maze.. o(>< )o
?? Kohaku: (￢ ￢)
?? Tap the wall as if looking for something before he back away for a moment.
MC: ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄w-what are you doing???
?? Then throw a punch to the wall, the wall break apart upon impact.
MC: (‘◉⌓◉’) ahm....
Behind the wall is mad hatter who remove his outer coat and preparing meal for reaper:... Well. Now. (´･ᴗ･ ` ) why would you break my walls?
?? Proceed to throw darts made of sharp shell toward the two but Mad Hatter easily dodge them and stood in midair where he swiftly put a spider web and look at the intruder
Mad Hatter who sees the attireless ??: (ʘᴗʘ✿)oh my.
?? Kohaku: (눈_눈)
Mad Hatter stared at you next: (´･ᴗ･ ` ) bee won't like this.
Before you know it, your eyes is cover by white silk made of webs and the sound of something crushing and moving around you made your ears perk up before long, the web silk is remove from your eyes and you saw ?? Wearing a black Japanese traditional outfit with a black rope like necklace. Mad Hatter who remove the silk chuckle at your silly face
Mad Hatter: I made the cloths, btw. (´･ᴗ･ ` )
?? Kohaku: Σ(￣。￣ﾉ)?
Mad Hatter move his fingers and strings appears: I can make cloths. (´･ᴗ･ ` ) anyway. Since our little troublesome visitor have been fully cloths. Bee won't cause trouble once he wake up.
He stares at you as if shaming you for staring at things you shouldn't when your married already.
MC: h-hey!!! I-i don't don't s-stare... That much... (//▽//)
Mad Hatter: (◕દ◕)sure you don't...
MC: I-I DONT ???!!! (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)
Mad Hatter: ╮(︶▽︶)╭ok I don't care either way. Even if you did stared at the naked form of another version of ya husband.
Bee who is awaken at that moment: Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)
Bee: (·•᷄ࡇ•᷅ ) what?
MC: *gasp. (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ) YA BASTARD BLOOD! HOW DARE YOU REPEAT THAT WHEN HANII REGAIN CONSCIOUSNESS??
mad Hatter: (⁎⁍̴̆Ɛ⁍̴̆⁎)I don't see a problem with that.
Bee: *hic..
Sob sob. ₍ᐡඉ ̫ඉᐡ₎
MC: Σ(°ロ°) H-HANIII!!!
You quickly run toward him but you slip by some unknown force and slam into the floor: ₍ᐡඉ ̫ඉᐡ₎ I'm o-ok.
You quickly stood up but to only slip again by anon disturbance: (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) ????
Mad Hatter who created those disturbance in your way: what a clumsy one. Shouldn't you help out your "waifu" who went and TRY saving you, lil bee? (´･ᴗ･ ` )
Bee, who silently did so and went to pick you up before you slam your face again to the floor: ( ꈍᴗꈍ)I'll borrow one of your room.
Mad Hatter: (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ok. Ya know ya ways in the house. So do ya I guess.
Bee left with you.
.
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Mad Hatter stared at ?? Who seems to don't care about what just happened
Mad hatter: that damn cat made you do that huh.(✿^‿^)
?? Kohaku: (￢ ￢)
Mad Hatter: I see, so you won't speak up... Fine then... I don't mind making you speak up. (´･ᴗ･ ` ) I think I'm getting rusty lately.... I don't mind making a practice on you... I do hope your silence will last since I don't want to disturb my guest... Kokoko.
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S1: E10 "Asylum"
Another one bc people won't shush and I GUESS I owe you guys. Blah blah blabbity blah
Oh an Asylum. Very classic horror ofc
Police officers? Interesting
Classic ghost story about a haunted asylum. Seems pretty par for the course
Of course they split up why wouldn't they
Oh! Look there are actual kids in here! Lol
WOAH he just appeared hello. I don't think that's him. Or he's possessed.
[ Kayla makes an allusion to her getting bullied by asylum ghosts last week. I know she works at an abandoned asylum, so I do not question this. ]
OOOH MUUUUURDER! SLOOOKIKY MURDER
[ I meant to type spooky. I have no doubt this mistake will be immortalized. ]
The man can barely work a toaster! Sam what's the context. Sam did your dad set a toaster on a fire
Oh are they having some kind of schtick. Sam smacks Dean and then gets more info that way
"Good cop" sure
[ Crepe says she can never tell if Supernatural is copaganda or not. My assumption is its a mixed bag, because what 2005 show starring white men would lean into any kind of ACAB concept. ]
Dean making fun of Sam for being psychic lmao
Dean if you keep making Shining jokes ur gonna get smacked. Again.
Bestie that's noooot a healthy relationship to have with your daaaad
[ Kayla laughs. I know enough about this show prior to watching to know that Dean has extremely pronounced daddy issues. ]
A PSYCHIATRIST? HELLO
This is so. Oh my god.
The psychiatrist is listing off issues in his head as Sam is trying to needle info
"You took forever" Sam had an actual appointment with a psychiatrist lmaooo
Oh look teens. Stupid teens
Please girl you should just LEAVE if he doesn't tell you that he's taking you to an abandoned asylum that's your sign to leave!!! Leave his ass!!!
OH HEY WHAT THE FUUUCK DOPPLEGANGER SHIT?? HE MADE OUT WITH A GHOST???
UH GUYS I THINK I SAW ONE OF YOUR MISSING BODIES OR SOMETHING
Obviously a lot of ableism happening here but that was expected
Kinda loving the music and atmospheric noises
OH HELLO
He shot a ghost
[ Crepe says its the lore. I know. Its still objectively funny. ]
Didn't hurt him, huh? Interesting
Oh its the teen! Hello teen gal
Oh ofc white blond girl dedicated to her kinda shitty boyfriend. Just like in real life
LMAO DEAN "Pay attention to horror movies"
SHE KISSED ME and Sam is like "Hwuh"
UH OH SHES BEEN YOINKED
Face it! Look at it!
Oh? Whats it saying?
137?
Going it alone is probably not a great idea
"I had a crappy guidance counselor" djdhsgsg
I figured. Something doesn't want them leaving.
Ok, so something bad happened to the patients, maybe this doctor was evil or something. The spirits are trying to... warn them? Get justice?
[ It's generally agreed that this is pretty much the standard for spooky asylum stories. ]
Oh cool the gal knows how to shoot a shotgun! Good for her
Was that even Dean calling? It was all choppy...
Oh this is where the cop guy went and lost it
Ohhh whisperssss spoooky
OHHH yep evil doctor ghost. This is just that one Dead by Daylight villian
[ There is now a brief moment of distraction, as Crepe said she thought the villian was "latex suit guy". After some discussion, it is revealed that she had mixed up Dead by Daylight with Until Dawn. ]
Oh there he is. He's not fine though. He's lying he's lyyyying
Oh boy Sam's got his head messed with and just rock salted his brother
Well I mean its like. Its like all his problems and issues have been brought to the surface
Man this is a scene
So much brotherly drama
Getting shot with rock salt has gotta hurt like a bitch
BEHIND YOUUUU
Ewwww there's the body
Gooooodbyyyyye evil doctor
You did mean it on some level Sam
Oh boy! There he is! On the phone! Bastard mc Bastard!
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For anyone who may be confused or want to join I'm going to leave the info here. Also, for those who may not follow the others but want to read from the begining, I'll link the other chapters. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
The Heist - Chapter 6
I stare up at agent Wilson, trying to collect my thoughts with Jake's words running through my head over and over. He's right; they can't be trusted. What should we do? We don't have many options. What if we pretend to cooperate and run the first opportunity we get? I'm not sure I am cut out for life on the run, but at least I'll have Jake with me to help me adjust. What the hell did you think would happen when you decided to fall in love with a wanted hacker: marriage, kids, and a white picket fence? I mentally scold myself. I'm jerked back to reality when agent Michaels walks in, slamming the door behind him.
"I'm assuming you've made your choice. So, which is it going to be prison or cooperation?" He asks.
"Neither." I say finally, making up my mind. I lean back in my chair and look at Jake, who's staring at me with an eyebrow raised.
"Really?" Agent Michaels smirks. "And what makes you think you have any other options? Last time I checked, you were in our house; therefore, you play by our rules."
"I want a lawyer." I say.
"What do you want a lawyer for? We are offering you the deal of a lifetime. Do you really want some lawyer who's going to encourage you to make the wrong decision? If you want your boyfriend here to ever see freedom, you'll take the deal." Agent Wilson chimes in.
"I want to make sure you're not going to screw us over. What's stopping you from getting what you want, then pinning more crimes on me and sending us both to prison for the rest of our lives? If you want our help, you'll get me, my lawyer."
"What do you have to say about that?" Wilson asks Jake.
"I believe she asked for a lawyer. I think you might want to get one." Jake says without taking his eyes off of me.
The agents gather the papers off the table and walk to the door. Agent Wilson leaves, but Michaels stops and turns again to face us.
"You know, I can't guarantee this deal will still be on the table once I walk out this door." He says. I motion for him to keep going, and he walks out, slamming the door once again.
"You know you'll never see that lawyer, right?" Jake says after a moment of silence.
"Well then, I guess that'll prove they were never going to let us go, to begin with." I shrug.
I reach out, taking Jake's hands in mine while we wait for whatever happens next. We both sit there in silence, not wanting to say anything the listening ears may overhear. What feels like hours pass, and I start to get a little restless when the door suddenly swings open. To both of our surprise, Christopher Jenkins, my lawyer, walks into the room.
"What have you gotten yourself into now, MC?" He asks.
"It's a long story. Did they explain to you the deal they're offering?"
"Are you sure you don't want to discuss this in private?" He asks, eyeing Jake.
"No, you and him are the only people in this whole place, I trust. Anything you need to say you can say in front of him, especially since it's his life on the line, too."
"Very well." He says, sitting down next to us. "They did explain the deal, but you don't need it. I've looked over your charges, and I am confident I can get you out of all of them."
"What about Jake?" I ask.
"MC, that's a different story." He says.
"That's what I thought. I don't want to be free if he's not there with me."
"He's right. You should listen to him and walk out of here. Let me deal with the mess I've made." Jake's says.
"So is this deal they're proposing legit?" I ask, ignoring Jake completely.
"It seems to be, but we need to get everything in writing before you agree to anything."
"Well, do we have ourselves a deal?" Agent Wilson walks back into the room.
"I want everything in writing. Lay out all the full agreement terms and the conditions of their release, and I will look over it. Then, as long as you don't try to slide anything by us, we will have ourselves a deal."
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Apprenticember Pt. 5 (Days 26-31)
We've reached the end! Woohoo!
26. How has your mc changed since you first made them?
Well, she started out as just a name and pronouns, so I guess Ximena's come pretty far from that! But also when I first started the game I leaned more into the actual text and so she was very quiet and unsure, much different than the sparky snarky kick-ass woman she became. But I think I'd call that character growth, not actually changing. She just...found herself again, that's all.
27. Has your mc ever KILLED anybody? What are their thoughts on MURDER?
Has she actually physically killed anyone? No. Would she if the situation called for it? Yes. As far as murder, however...it depends, really. Are they a threat to her friends and family? Are they willing to change, or completely irredeemable? For example, she hates Lucio and everything he's done, to both people she cares about and just the city in general. However, she wouldn't murder him simply because he isn't worth the effort and she no longer sees him as a threat. She also thinks he's just a pathetic, petulant child, so as long as he stays far away she's good. Valdemar, on the other hand, she would rip limb from limb if she could figure out how. They are very clearly a danger and have absolutely no remorse whatsoever.
28. Are they afraid to die?
Ximena isn't afraid of dying itself. She already has once, and it was a really unpleasant way to go, but it is something that she's familiar with. She is afraid of leaving people behind again, though. Asra and Julian did not handle it well the last time and she definitely doesn't want to put them through that again.
29. What is a fact about your mc others would never guess?
She has sedatephobia, or fear of silence. Considering how much she enjoys her quiet alone time and meditation, it's not something most would expect. But there is a difference between quiet and silent. There is a reason she keeps wind chimes in every window, and hums to herself when she's alone. One of her favorite things about having Julian around is that he's constantly making noise, whether he's rattling off some ridiculous story or muttering to himself or just bumping around the house. She's even mildly fond of his snoring, as long as it keeps the silence at bay.
30. Is there anything else you'd like us to know?
I have the vaguest idea of Ximena and Julian at some point adopting an orphan girl they find outside the shop one night. All I've got so far is she's a redhead with freckles for days and Ximena's first thought is 'this kid looks like baby Portia'. (This also feels like a good spot to add that while Ximena might hate Lucio, I actually do not. He's my sad little wet cat and I'm fond of his stupid ass. That's what I get for playing his route first.)
31. Name another mc you read about and enjoyed! Shout out your favorite mc!
Oh boy. Uh, I don't do the whole interaction thing much, but it was fun reading about everyone's apprentices! If I had to pick favorites though, it would probably be @arcanabananafefifofana's Keziah (who just seems like an absolute sweetheart) and @justanarcanasideblog's Sarqen (love a character that's cold on the outside and warm fluff on the inside. Plus that murder prompt answer, what is this man's past??).
#apprenticember#the arcana#apprentice ximena#fan apprentice#this event was a lot of fun#maybe I'll have to do stuff like this more often
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Mashiro Kanade Main Story — Chapter 02
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MC: Wah...!
Startled by the sudden voice right next to my ear, I whipped my head around.
Kanade's skin, smooth and fair like a porcelain doll, came into my line of sight.
MC: Um, I didn't call for you.
Henri tried to save me from the awkward situation.
Henri: Good morning, Kanade~
Henri: We were just talking about everyone's jobs.
While I agreed with what Henri said, I couldn't stop staring at Kanade for some reason.
(I've been thinking about this ever since I first met him, but Kanade is really very pretty.)
(And he smells nice.)
(I wonder what kind of fragrance he uses.)
I was admiring him on the inside, tilting my head.
Kanade lifted a corner of his mouth into a smile and removed his hand from the back of my chair.
Kanade: I'm heading out.
Just as he was about to leave the living room, Koki called out to him.
Koki: Are you going to work?
Koki: Kyoichiro isn't here, right? How will you get there on foot?
Kanade: There's someone coming to pick me up.
Kanade: Kyoichiro will pick me up on the way home after work, so there won't be a problem.
Kanade left the living room with a relaxed smile.
The atmosphere seemed to relax.
I suddenly thought of something.
(Kanade's profession... can't be an 'aristocrat', right?)
Keeping that nonsensical thought to myself, I glanced at the clock on the wall...
MC: Oh! It's time for me to go, too. Thank you for breakfast!
I rushed out of the house and made my way to the train station.
On my way there, I thought about my morning at the Sakuragi.
(From today on, I can make music there!)
My heart was bursting with anticipation as I walked the unfamiliar road.
(Ah, right.)
As I hurried to the station, something came to my mind.
(I know about everyone's jobs...)
I thought of what Koki said this morning.
== Flashback Start ==
MC: All of you do things related to music? 'F' and the other guys.
Koki: That's right.
== Flashback End ==
(I wonder what the guys outside of 'F' do related to music.)
Before I even had the time to think about it...
I was already on my way back to the Sakuragi after a busy day at work at the piano school.
Unlike in the morning, I took my time to walk back while thinking about the government-censored songs I played in the classroom.
(I guess those are rather nice songs.)
(But none of them could be used as inspiration for the song I want to make.)
We're allowed to play in government-authorised piano classes.
Of course, we could only play songs that have been approved by the government.
(When I was a child, my father used to secretly play songs for me...)
(I want to listen to them again.)
I looked up at the sky as I walked.
It has been 18 years since the Music Control Act was made... ——
I enjoy songs that have lyrics and melodies that were created freely.
I've only ever heard a handful of them.
(I, too, aspired to have a career in the music industry.)
(Until Haruto played a song I wrote, right in front of me.)
(I've never watched a live band performance in my entire life...)
MC: I definitely don't have enough opportunities to listen to freely created music.
Mumbling to myself, I looked back at the road in front of me.
(I have to work harder if I want to create my own dream song!)
I clenched my fists and gathered my resolve.
A car came from behind and was overtaking me.
As it passed by, I got a glimpse of the passenger seat...
Kanade: ...
I saw Kanade for a split second.
MC: Ah...
The car continued moving further away, the setting sun reflecting off it.
(Kanade did mention this morning that he'd be coming back in Kyoichiro's car.)
Our eyes met for a brief moment just now and Kanade lifted the edge of his mouth into a small smile.
A memory from yesterday flashed into my mind.
== Flashback Start ==
Kanade: I hope that while you're here, you'll be able to make your dream song.
Kanade: ... Before reality crushes your dreams.
== Flashback End ==
(I wonder if Kanade knows something.)
(Perhaps a tip on how to make my dream song.)
I got excited just thinking about it.
I walked faster up the slope.
When I opened the sliding door in a rush,
Kyoichiro and Kanade, who were in the hallway, looked back at me.
Kyoichiro: What's wrong? You look like you're in a hurry.
MC: U-Ummmmmm...
Kyoichiro: ...?
(Maybe I got too excited.)
I faked a smile and glanced at Kanade...
Kanade: Welcome home.
MC: Huh?
Kanade: Did you run all the way here because you wanted to hear that?
MC: Nn...!
I was probably being poked fun at.
Kanade's 'welcome home' greeting sounded weirdly cheerful, so I answered with a smile.
MC: I'm home~
(When I was living alone, there wasn't anyone to greet me like this, so this is nice.)
(Also, I think it's a rare occurrence for Kanade to say such things.)
I entered through the front door with a spring in my step.
Evan and Otto came bolting down the hallway towards Kyoichiro.
Evan: Woof woof!
Otto: Meow~
It looks like they are competing for Kyoichiro's attention.
Kyoichiro: They're always like this.
Evan was running around and bumped into Kanade.
Kanade: Hm?
Kanade looked down at Evan, who bumped into his leg...
Evan: ... kyyaaaaaaaa!
Evan ran away at top speed the moment their eyes met.
(Even Evan can see the air of authority surrounding Kanade.)
Kanade: What's up with Evan?
Kanade was completely unaware that it was because of his vibes.
MC: I guess it was his animal instincts that made him run away?
MC: He's afraid of you.
Kanade listened with a relaxed expression.
Kanade: Are you also afraid of me?
MC: No... I'm a little intimidated, but not frightened.
Kanade: I see.
Kanade answered casually like he didn't really care.
After that, I walked diagonally behind Kanade as I headed down the hallway.
I remembered what I was think about on the way home earlier.
(I want to know whether Kanade has any tips on making my dream song, but...)
(How should I ask him?)
Kanade suddenly turned around and asked me,
Kanade: Are you a music teacher?
Kanade: What song did you play today?
MC: Well... I taught a class of elementary school students today.
MC: I played some Sonatas and some of Czerny's pieces.
I answered his question immediately, but I suddenly realised.
(Why did he ask?)
(By any chance...)
(Is he trying to say that it's pointless to try to make a 'dream song'?)
I looked at Kanade...
Kanade: Textbooks aren't interesting. But they're good for learning the bare minimum and improving your basics.
Kanade: You can't create anything without knowing the basics.
MC: Huh?
That wasn’t the response I expected, I’m surprised.
Kanade looked at my reaction and laughed as if he found it funny.
He and Kyoichiro left for the soundproof music studio.
(I see… so the songs I’ve heard so far aren’t entirely useless.)
As if Kanade’s words just gave me a little push, I felt my motivation come back.
When I went to the living room,
Koki came out from the kitchen.
Koki: Oh, you’re home.
Koki: Do you want to have dinner with us, MC?
I was invited by Koki to have home cooked dinner.
I sat together with everyone who was gathered at the dining table in the living room.
MC: Do you guys always have meals together like this?
I felt curious, so I asked Kyoichiro, who was sitting next to me.
Kyoichiro: Not always.
Kyoichiro: Koki makes lunch and dinner when he feels like it, and those who want to eat will just gather.
Kyoichiro: But breakfast is for everyone.
I was reminded of this morning upon hearing Kyoichiro mention ‘breakfast’.
MC: Now that I think of it, I heard about everyone’s jobs during breakfast this morning, including yours.
MC: You work as a doctor, right?
Kyoichiro: Yep.
Kyoichiro: Come see me if you’re feeling unwell.
While Kyoichiro said that, he smiled and narrowed his eyes, which looked quite scary when he’s silent.
Eisuke, who was sitting directly in front of me, smiled at me and said
Eisuke: MC, he works in Ophthalmology, you don’t have to go there.
MC: What?
Kyoichiro: Hey.
(Why does it look like there’s always some tension between the two of you?)
Ignoring the fact that Kyoichiro was staring at me, Eisuke continued talking.
Eisuke: When you first came to this place,
Eisuke: I heard that you’re a fan of the great pianist Ritz…
MC: Ah… yes. I’ve always admired him and I’m a really big fan.
I answered feeling slightly embarrassed.
Eisuke looked at Ritsu next to him…
Eisuke: Look, Ritz.
Ritsu: … What?
Eisuke: Are you shy?
Ritsu: … I’m not shy!
Ritsu turned his face away, he was clearly being shy.
(It’s a little too late to be saying this, but… I’m eating together with the pianist I admire and the
members of the band ‘F’.)
As I looked around, I suddenly noticed it.
MC: Where are Gaku and Kanade?
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Echoes of Mana liveblogging (1/?)
Some early thoughts:
Aw yes! Got my girl! Apparently there's a stronger Angela in the pool, though. Nooo!
Anyway, I'm loving this art -- it looks sooo good!
I love seeing more interactions with Mana characters! In general, I'm impressed at how different all the characters sound, which is made apparent by these little story adventures and even the dialogue you get by building up character bonds. The character personalities really shine through. I also appreciate how they've given the MC dialogue options similar to the ones in Legend of Mana where there's like a normal option and then there's a really goofy option (really sassy, ridiculously accommodating like the bottom one here, etc.). It's just a fun feature of this series that you meet a lot of Wacky Characters and you can choose to just go along with their eccentric ways.
I also like Honeycomb and Duffle and the other original cast for this game. The character designs look really nice and Mana-ish, and the personalities and interactions are also fun anime-style stuff.
The Mana Goddess and Mana Tree in this game are pretty! I like how they're going with the orchard theme where you harvest stuff off of trees (the MC's weapon isn't so much a staff/spear as, like, a fruit-picking tool...), and the world fruit have such strange names like in Legend of Mana: Beginniberry, Verdigourd, Epicorn, Soaramame, Faerieberry.
I'm very curious about the unchosen MC. He seems so sad to be left behind? Is he going to be story-important?
OMG they did it! 😍 (Also, does this game make it canon that Hawkeye is the main character/chosen hero of Trials of Mana, I guess?! 😂 You get to see his backstory opening, he's searching for the Mana Sword, and he's got Faerie :O)
Aww these guys again. ❤ I like this event featuring Randi and Duran squaring off against each other. And the Scorpion Gang! Again, it's fun seeing Randi's agreeable and diffident personality contrasted with Duran's competitive confidence. This is the kind of content I signed up for!!
I'm currently midway through chapter 5. I have basically two 4* characters (Riesz and Sumo) that I've built up to ~3800 power, and that's too weak to clear stronger enemies quickly enough, so I'm too underleveled to finish off the remaining content. Netplay doesn't work for me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ so I'm just sort of waiting until I have a character I can upgrade to 4* and who will hopefully be my third strong team member. (It's probably going to be 3* Lekius because I could use a strong water character to try to take down the fire armor boss and the fact that he has a bow makes him situationally useful. I'm also going to ascend 3* Randi to fulfill the event bonus missions, but he's not Lv 50 yet...)
My favorite character so far is my 3* Julius, though. I mean, he's one of my favorite Mana characters in general, but he's also pretty fun to play as -- very strong magic that leaves him pretty vulnerable. Very glass cannon, which is fun. I also like his quotes: "A Mana Tree exists here too... Hm? No, only thinking aloud." "What are you up to? If I can be of help, let me know anytime." "Keeping an eye on me, are you? No need. I'm quite harmless." Don't worry! This man is helpful and doesn't have an ulterior motive at all! But yeah, I love that about Julius -- he seems so nice and polite.
I very much also want the Crimson Wizard -- another one of my favorite characters for maybe similar reasons. Apparently he's available for purchase with spell shards, but you need to make it all the way through the Twillwool Tower (twice...?) for those. So that might take a while.
I really like the interface here. It is very sleek and visually pleasing. And there is an impressive amount of features and stuff to do for a game that has just launched!
That said, I'm not sure how long I will stick with it. I tend to get frustrated with gachas where it's possible to invest a lot of time into a single battle and then just realize, welp, I can't actually beat this despite all my effort. That's why I stuck with Kingdom Hearts Union Cross so long, because it had the nice feature where high-level battles always had a very strict upper limit on how many turns they would last -- the challenge was always in getting your damage output high enough throughout the three turns to defeat the enemy and not about survival strategy to keep hanging on with the vain hope of winning. Already, attempting to fight a losing battle has really frustrated me, so I kind of foresee this game making me ragequit at some point.
That said, despite my complaints about the gameplay (most gacha battle mechanics just don't work for me and eventually lead me to getting frustrated), I do really like this game. It's got a lot going on and as a Mana fan, I would never have dreamed of getting a gacha game of this quality.
One thing I'm confused about, though, is why this game shares its victory music with Kingdom Hearts Union Cross! Do they share the same composer? Is it an Easter egg? Do Kingdom Hearts and the Mana series share a canon now? XD
It's very sweet that the LOM Heroine (Serafina) says that Pinzton reminds her of her home. It does!
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The Drinking Party and the Revealed Heart
Kuroda's initial 4★ story (3/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )
Location: kitchen (morning) | Characters: Kuroda, Courbet, Watteau, Aoi/MC
Aoi: (W-What should I do! Hokusai-san left Kuroda-san…)
Courbet-kun!
Courbet: …
Aoi: Why are you looking away!?
Courbet: ... I was only forced to go along with him halfway. I have no obligation or duty to take care of him.
Goodbye.
Aoi: Courbet-kun! H-He's gone…
(If it comes to this…)
Watteau-kun! Help me carry Kuroda-san!
Watteau: No no, this ain't the time to do that. I gotta go spread the word 'bout the cute Kuroda-sensei!
I'll go get someone and leave the rest to ya, Deputy director!
Aoi: Watteau-kun, wait…!
(I can't believe you left me alone with a drunk Kuroda-san… You're all so heartless!)
I thought it was going to be a normal, fun drinking party, drinking, eating, talking…
(... What, this isn't the time to escape from reality. I want to carry Kuroda-san somehow, but I can't do it by myself…)
Kuroda: M… Mmmmh…? Huh… Everyone is…?
Aoi: Ah, Kuroda-san! Thank God, you're awake.
Kuroda: You, are you alone…?
From what I can tell from this situation, it looks like I've gone too far.
Aoi: You were drinking quite a lot. Here's some water, if you want it.
Kuroda: Yeah, I'll have some.
Aoi: Is that water delishous³?
Kuroda: Ugh… You have a lot of nerve to mention such a thing while I'm drinking.
Aoi: I'm sorry, I just had to.
Kuroda: … Well, it's my own fault for making that mistake.
Aoi: I never thought I would see the real Kuroda-san… It was a bit unexpected.
Kuroda: I've never showed that to anyone beside Katsushika.
Aoi: I was happy to see a new side of you, Kuroda-san. You're always strict, but you also recognize Van Gogh-kun… I thought you were very friendly.
Kuroda: Yeah, because I'm not always the friendliest person in the world. One could be forgiven for thinking that.
Aoi: I-I'm sorry… I didn't mean it that way…
Kuroda: … I know. Because you're not the kind of person to be sarcastic.
Although, I never thought I would get drunk in front of someone again… Perhaps I've been buoyant ever since I remembered the joy of honing my skills as an artist. This is your fault too.
Aoi: Huh?
Kuroda: Coming to this museum made me believe in my own potential and reminded me of the joy of painting.
Kuroda: … Director-kun. That's all thanks to you, I guess.
Aoi: Kuroda-san…?
(H-He's close I could almost touch him…)
Kuroda: Come to think of it, I've never had a drink with you. Would you like a drink?
Aoi: No, I…
Kuroda: … Just kidding. As I said, I don't drink anymore, either. I don't want you to… No more… I can't show you…
…
Aoi: Kuroda-san?
Kuroda: …
Aoi: (He fell asleep…)
... I never thought I would be thanked by Kuroda-san.
(At first we had him here as a teacher for Van Gogh-kun… I'm so glad that Kuroda-san himself has started to take up the brush again.)
Oh, I remember there was a blanket someone had left behind. I'll put it on so he won't catch a cold.
Kuroda: Mmmh… Here you need more… Colors, layered…
Aoi: (Is he dreaming of painting?)
... I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, Kuroda-san.
³: the word used here is うみゃー (umyā), which means "delicious" in the Nagoya dialect (decided to translate it as "delishous" to make it sounds different than the usual word). I honestly don't know if this word is also used in the Kyushu dialect Kuroda is speaking, since Nagoya is in Honshu… Dude so drunk he can speak all the dialects.
#card tl#card translation#palepare#palepare tl#palette parade#palette parade tl#translation#kuroda#seiki kuroda#4★
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Hey hope you doing well
I'm not same anon
Thank you for answering your fav arcs. Your selection was great, i was certain you'd love wci. It's such interesting family dynamics right
Most people didn't recieve the arc well..
I love your works btw. So I'm very much interested in knowing your favourites, so your fav haikyuu arcs? Or matches and top 3 fav characters:)
Feel free to not reply if this gets repetitive.
Hello again, anon! :D And noooo omg I'm really enjoying having the excuse chance to ramble about things I love! So don't worry about being repetitive because you're definitely not :D
Top 3 hq!! characters? Oh my. Well I've already said too much about Hinata being my top fave, so I guess I can elaborate on the #2 and #3 in my kokoro.
#2 - Yachi Hitoka and Sugawara Koushi
I'm going to cheat a little here. I love these two equally after Hinata and no one can make me choose who takes the next top spot, so there ;-; Seeing Yachi blushing and stuttering and just being a total mess in front of Shimizu made me forever endeared to her. Like yes girl I too would make an absolute fool of myself in front of people I feel are out of my league. Also!!! Her struggle with self-esteem and her trying to become her own person apart from her mother's legacy is such A Mood. Her arc is shorter than most of the cast but it didn't make it any less memorable to me. And homegirl chose hell with a career in ad design. She's pretty insane, I'm sure.
And Sugawara is just so charming as a character! How I wish I had a senior like him in my high school clubs ;-; It actually distressed me a little that he hardly got any action during their final battles in Tokyo Dome, but his antics on the side made it a little worth it. He's capable, self-aware, dependable and also emotionally intelligent, which I really, really appreciate in male characters. I take comfort in the idea that Furudate-sensei might have modeled his personality after a real individual. We need more people in the world like him imo.
#3 - Miya Osamu
This is actually so funny. Right off the bat, people who know me in real life always guessed correctly who's my favorite of the Miya twins I'm that fucking predictable. Atsumu's a great, interesting character for sure, but Osamu's soporific disposition kept making me think 'hmmmm there must be something else behind this person'. And as soon as it was revealed that Osamu didn't have any intention to go pro after high school, I started fixating on him. And because Furudate-sensei knows my heart, of course Osamu didn't pursue what was expected of him, of course he loves food, of course he'll make a career of making the classic onigiri, of course his uncomplicated love for food is a great contrast to his chaotic relationship with his brother/volleyball. Man!!!
And as for arcs/matches---
#1 - Brazil Arc/Post Timeskip
I am extremely biased. Hinata's my favorite character. And Brazil arc Hinata is god tier Hinata. Anyone who says otherwise can argue with a wall.
But for real, I just love it when authors throw their MCs into unfamiliar situations and environments. People may argue that it's a lazy way to shove character development into the plot, but in Hinata's case it really fits. I also love the cross-cultural exchange that comes with it! I know Brazil is already familiar to Japan considering their shared history with Portugal, but it's still nice for Haikyuu!!'s Japanese audience to (re)learn about a country quite different in culture and social norms. I for one became really interested about Brazil and Latin America that I started reading novels made by Latin American authors.
#2 - Karasuno vs. Aoba Johsai, Interhigh
I might be in the minority here, but I like it when the main characters lose at times. It's not because I enjoy watching the heartache. But the journey going from bottom to top---the possibilites are just endless. It kind of feeds my need for hopeful stories. I think of myself as an optimistic person, and I watch shows like Haikyuu!! wanting to be inspired and uplifted.
Hinata and Kageyama's dynamic on the court was, to me, a bit unequal during the first arc of the manga. The freak quick with Hinata closing his eyes and heavily relying on Kageyama setting with pinpoint accuracy was indeed cool, and it revealed so much about them as characters, but it was clear from the start that it's not the move that'd catapult them to the top. Dare I say it was more of a gimmick than an actual technique; their success with it won't last. Hinata opening his eyes to find himself blocked pointblank made me sad no doubt, but it's also a satisfying way to end the match. There's literally no other way to end it. And I love that this arc spurred Karasuno into making themselves a more complete team by the time they faced Shiratorizawa.
#3 - Karasuno vs. Nekoma, Tokyo Nationals
They hyped this match so much since the first arcs so obviously my anticipation was through the roof. Plus there's the generational aspect of it that made the whole thing bittersweet (The reveal that Grandpa Ukai was watching the Nekoma match in the hospital and commenting with pride, "My disciples are there" !!!!!!!) And I love the imagery this match has given birth to! Conniving cats versus feral crows in the garbage dump! Kenma and Hinata aiming to stab one another at the jugular! Kenma trapping Hinata in a birdcage! And Kageyama breaking Hinata out of it!!! *incoherent wailing*
So sorry if this answer got too long once again. Thank you for taking the time to ask my opinion. As you can see, I greatly enjoyed sharing my thoughts with you! :DDD
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When I was in High School, my crush and I got into a fight and neither of us were talking to each other. One day I was headed up the stairwell to get to my science class, when I saw them coming up from behind... I don't think they had even noticed me yet considering that they were busy talking to their friend BUT I am slow going up stairs so even if I rushed up the stairs roadrunner style they would have caught up to me, well; the little corner that connects the steps going up to the second floor and the steps heading down to the ground floor had a large open window... and I jumped out, like I literally just jumped out. I didn't even think it through, I just saw the window and my body was like "Yep, IK what to do." I landed on a bush or tree? It's too big to call a bush but too small to call a tree, landed in a squat before my feet gave out and I fall onto my knees and got two large grass stains on my jeans knee part, couldn't walk right either after that landing, I was shaky all day lol but it was a risk well calculated bc the whole thing would have been so awkward. I mean we used to be like BFFS before the rumors began and then they started and we just stopped talking without warning, we couldn't even look at each other. Our science partners, bc we were in groups of four, literally got fed up of our bullshit bc we literally refused to acknowledge the others existence... anyway, I digress...
Anyway, this whole story is a long winded way of me requesting how the brothers would react to an MC that literally just jumps out windows to avoid awkward moments, or to dodge people that want to ask them for favors, or when they straight up want to avoid someone?
And sorry about the large ass message, but thanks for letting me vent
You have a special place in my heart, window-jumping anon. Just uhhhhhhh look down next time okay? Ily
The Demon Brothers react to GN!MC jumping out of a window to avoid an awkward moment
(Mario jumping sound effect)
Lucifer
He approached you after class to ask exactly what you were snickering at your D.D.D. about during class.
Must've been real funny if you weren't listening to your lecture, huh?
"I imagine you've somehow found something worthy of laughing about in Demonology 101?"
You do not have the guts to tell him that you and Mammon were texting back and forth, abusing a new photo editing app to alter pictures of the eldest himself.
I mean, take a wild guess about how he’d react to seeing how big you edited his head to be-
The avatar of pride lets his eyes pierce into you, like he's trying to stare a hole through your blanket of "uh"s and "um"s,
You don't exactly see a way out of this one, but you can NOT let Lucifer see your photo gallery.
So you glance to your left to the open classroom window, and do the only thing you can think of: you jump.
Luckily you're on the ground floor so you??? really didn't have to jump so dramatically. But the fact that you yeeted yourself into a bush JUST to escape has left Lucifer speechless.
Honestly? He so impressed with your dedication that he's not gonna stop you. Besides, he's gonna see you back at home anyway so-
Also thinks you might be hanging around Mammon too much because that 100% seems like a stunt he’d pull.
Mammon
GIVE GOLDIE BACK RIGHT NOW
He KNOWS Lucifer told you to bring the credit card to him, and he demands to know where it's hidden! He's positive you know where it is!
But you don't really though?? You just brought the card to him like you were asked. If anything, you're the victim here!
But Mammon isn't having that. The avatar of greed is circling around you like an angry cat, patting you all over like airport security to see if you've got his beloved card.
"Where is it, huh?! Ya really think you can steal from THE Mammon?! Even if Lucifer told ya to, who do ya think you are?!"
When he has confirmed that you don't in fact have his previous Goldie, he's now cornering you up against a wall.
If looks could kill, you would've exploded into a fine powder
And you feel like your mental strength is about to do just that. So what do you do after you notices the slightest of breezes caress your face?
You jump outta that open window, before Mammon can even finish his "Wh- Oi! What're ya-"
Even though you just face planted into the garden, you're up on your feet and making a mad dash for somewhere that wasn't here.
Mammon lets you run for ten while seconds before he's hopping out after you. You think you can outfox the Great Mammon?! Think again!!!
Levi
You... weren't interested in this movie in the slightest, but you didn't have the heart to tell Levi that. Especially not after he’d begged/harassed you for the past week about watching it with him!
Reluctantly you agreed, and now you were suffering,,,But Levi was ecstatic! This movie was a classic! Sure it was an old one and the acting was a little bad, but you could overlook that if you watched it with your heart, not your eyes!
According to Levi.
You managed to keep your eyes open for the grueling one and a half hour movie, enduring every corny line of bad acting, horrible CGI, and lame sound effects straight out of a 90s super hero movie, and now the hell was finally over...
Or so you though, until Levi followed that up by immediately pulling out a cosplay outfit worn by one of the supporting characters in the show.
Funny how it seemed specifically tailored to your measurements. Even funnier how Levi was looking at you with those damned eyes.
You knew what he wanted without him even having to say it. But one look at the gaudy outfit he presented to you made your heart burn with a sudden indescribable urge.... to escape.
Honestly you caught him so off guard by suddenly getting up and sprinting out of the room, that he makes a sound that's pretty much the noise equivalent of "?!?!?!?!?!?"
He watches you run down to the end of the hall, throw the window open, and fuckin JUMP. Pretty sure he just witnessed your death??
Also this kinda solidified his 'gross otaku' mentality, seeing as you literally jumped out of a window to get out of cosplaying with him. A simple no would've sufficed, MC.......,.,,..,,,
Hey gamers... can we get an F in the chat? 😔✌️💦
Satan
Satan lent you a book to read last week that he was sure you'd be interested in! He found it pretty interesting himself, so he wants to see if you'd like it as much as he did.
That being said, you don't have the heart to tell him that you,,, didn't read any of it. Well you kind of did, if the cover counts for anything.
You doubt he would accept that as an answer, considering how you told him how much you appreciated receiving the book, and how you'd definitely read it and let him know how it was.
So now, Satan had come into your room with two cups of tea, ready to settle down and have a nice, long talk about your thoughts on the riveting plot that you promised you would indulge in.
"I'm really glad you decided to read it. I found that the protagonist reminded me a lot like you. I'd like to know what you thought about it."
Satan sets down the tea cups, and one sip tells you that he brewed it exactly the way you like.
His expression is eager and warm as he waits for you to begin gushing about just how deeply the story touched you... how absolutely moved you are by the sheer majesty that was the book he lent you...
Okay yeah, you're sweating bullets. You can't imagine how the sparkly eyed avatar of wrath would react to learning that you chose the company of your D.D.D. over Satan's book.
You don't have such an ice cold hard that you can just crush this book nerds dreams like that! And every time you look at his expectant face, the weight of your crimes weigh heavier on you until... you break.
Satan watches in shock and awe as you almost perfectly reenact the big scene where the main character leaps out of the window of a building rigged to explode, before making their escape. And you did just that.
Wow.. he never thought you could be so moved by a story, but he completely understands...
Asmo
How many outfits, Asmo. HOW MANY OUTFTITS WILL IT TAKE TO APPEASE YOU?
He's made you model TWELVE outfits so far, and you swear if you see another ascot, you're gonna lose your mind.
Asmodeus doesn't seem to notice the way the light slowly fades from your eyes, because he's pulling out outfit number thirteen with that cheery smile of his.
"Isn't this one absolutely adorable? Look, this part will look lovely around your waist! This part here hugs your body in all the right places, and this-"
You can't do it. You've gotta get out of here. You'd love to stand around and get mild rug burn from trying on a billion different clothes, but-
Actually no you wouldn't.
You DID promise Asmo you'd hang out with him today, but this wasn't really your idea of a good time.
"-Oooh, just thinking about it makes me want to eat you up~! Here, put it on for me, will you? I'll give you a kiss as a reward!"
You would do no such thing.
You make a mad dash for his ornate window and push it open. He has no time to stop you as he helplessly watches you vault yourself out like the room was on fire.
"MC?! Wh-where are you going?? Come back here! Grass stains are impossible to get out of that fabric!!!"
Beel
He means well. I swear he does. It's just that Beel can be a little... overbearing when he's worried about you. He cares, okay?
But he hasn't seen you eat anything all day! You tell him it's because you've got a stomach ache from who knows what, and you promise you've had little snacks here and there to keep from starving, but he can't accept that!
Eating is important, and you need it to survive. So Beelzebub was currently trying to nudge your mouth open with a pizza slice, while you vehemently refused. "Just one bite. And then another after that. You have to eat, or you'll go hungry... and I don't want that."
Beel knows the true pain of being hungry, and he’d never wish that on you! So just forget about your stomach ache for two seconds and open up-
Not that you really can. The aroma of that pizza was not sitting well on your stomach, and you were pretty sure you needed a fast escape or you'd risk losing your lunch. Greasy foods didn't exactly mix well with sour stomachs...
Beel still won't let up. He has a strong hand planted firmly on the small of your back, as if trying to prevent you from leaning back any further in your attempt to escape the pizza.
"If you eat this, I'll treat you to dessert at Madam Screams," he says, as if bribing your refusal of food USING food will somehow work out.
You can't break his heart, but you seriously can't eat that! Your head is spinning, thoughts racing, face becoming greasier and greasier from the pizza pressed against it, and-
You snap. In a sudden burst of strength you break free from Beel's grasp, and sprint toward the nearest window. All you see is your chance for freedom, and you're taking it.
You leap out and tumble into the ground, all while Beelzebub wonders what?? Just happened???? Did you really hate pizza that much...?
He never knew you were such a picky eater... To think you'd go so far as to jump out of the window though...
Belphie
You thought it was cute at first, when Belphegor wanted you to join him for his naps. And you didn't mind much. It was the weekend, you were tired, and he makes a pretty good body pillow.
But you didn't realize he planned for this to become an everyday thing. The youngest might not act it, but he sure could be spoiled.
But seriously, if you slept any longer, you might never have a normal sleep schedule again! It never occurred to you just how often Belphie sleeps.
He's definitely not human, because there's no way you can keep up with that, and maintain a normal lifestyle.
But the way he quietly, gently grabs your sleeve to cue your next nap session makes your heart clench. Why was it so damned hard to say no to this gremlin??
You were trying your best though, but the words always seemed to get caught in your throat. Belphie picked apart your excuses, doing everything in his power to take you back to the attic.
"You can study when you wake up." "Mammon wants to go shopping? Reschedule." "Lucifer told you not to be late to the board meeting? Just hide."
You're starting to get sucked into the sleepy lull of his voice, and it feels like your entire body is becoming heavy with fatigue. But no.... you resist!
Since there's no escaping this through words, you have to think fast. Fortunately, your fast thinking has led to an amazing solution!
Jump out of the window, baby
Belphie is just??? Did you fuckin???? Are your legs okay??????????????
He probably stops asking you to nap with him for a while, since you're willing to almost break your legs just to get out of it. You're gonna make him have weird dreams....
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