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qsmplover · 3 months

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Hello! I adored the Headcanons you wrote about Q!Cellbit and the short fluffy one you did for quackity! Can you write a little hurt/confort for Reader x Q!Cellbit, for the time cucorucho killed him with the chainsaw?

Hi, loves!! So so sooo sorry for disapearing like that! I got enrolled into some errands and had to let it go of some of my dreams [Like starting an "Only art Tumblr", this tumblr and another one that was fully "others midias"] If you guys want to, I can retweet one of my drawings of my other account [when I got courage to post it] In a way or another, I'm back and ready to write to all of you!! So less go!! And also, thank you for the request and for liking my work!! <3

Q!Cellbit x Reader.

Plot: When everyone was thinking that he was weird and not supporting him enough... There was you. Genre: Fluffy/Comfort. Relationship: It can be read as Platonic or Romantic. TW: Has mentions of cannibalism and killing!

Demon. That's what that thing was. A creature that was doing this in order to make him go insane, a creature that was doing this to keep him out of service… He hated it. He hated how it reminded him about those years. Yes… He remembers well how he got into that prison, how his sick and twisted mind worked, what he did to go to that prison… How ironic it was that this looked exactly like what he did to someone there.

He was running from Cucurucho, that thing was carrying its weapon - a chainsaw - and even after the “dream”, he swears he could still hear it. And, when he was “awake”, his first instinct was to scream. He got up from that bed in one second, with his hand at his heart and almost taking his sword to try to kill whatever brought him to this place… Until he noticed it: It was your place.

You came running at the door, opening with a kick and with a iron sword in hands, you screamed: “WHO THE FUCK IS MESSING WITH MA BOY??? SHOW UP-” Looking around with a brave expression… You noticed that there was no one except for Cellbit there. He seemed to calm down a bit, breathing in and out heavily while he let it out a chuckle. “You sure are my knight...” He joked while he pointed at how you were fully dressed with the iron armor. Until he noticed it... You could be in danger if Cucurucho was there with you two “It was… Just m- Wait- Where is he??? Where’s that bear?! CARALHO! CADÊ ESSE URSO BRANCO DO CARALHO!” You knew - from what the others brazilians taught you or because portuguese was your first language - that he said "Fuck! Where’s that fucking white bear?" “White bear?” You asked a bit confused “Are you talking about Cucurucho? What happened?” You got closer to Cellbit, touching his hand sweetly and looking into his eyes. “Tell me, what did you see?” “Ugh- I mean… It was some nights ago, he… Killed me with a chainsaw. Since then, I have been having nightmares about that… Bear and that stupid chainsaw.” You touched his face, he didn’t notice it at first but you were wiping his tears. “That- Stupid bear… The favela thought that I was ‘dreaming the whole time’, but I SWEAR! I swear I remember dying by his hands…” “Sh, sh, sh… Breath, darling.” You remind him “Now, look… I believe you. That bear didn’t sit right with me, y’know? Now I have a reason to not trust it.” Holding one of his hands while wiping his tears with another, you smiled a bit “Would you want a coffe and to hear some music? It may make you feel well… If you want to, you can sleep here too, I will protect you from that bear!” The words you said were too powerful to someone like Cellbit.

He was accustomed to be the one who was feared, not the one who was loved… He cheated, killed and eaten the ones who loved/trusted him… Only Felps was able to understand his twisted mind, only Felps knew about how and WHY he changed.

But now, looking at you, he sees another reason to change. He sees another reason to be a better person, you were so kind… So understanding, he held you tightly in a hug, you could hear his soft cries saying “Thank you” in portuguese. You smiled a bit, only hugged him back while letting him cry his heart out on your shoulder.

#cellbit #qsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #qsmp #gender neutral reader #gn reader #cellbit x reader #qsmp cellbit #q!cellbit #mcyt #platonic #romantic

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mymainwastoocluttered · 1 year

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When Vil Doesn’t Play The Villain (Vil)

Vil gets transmigrated into his favorite novel.

NOTE: I only write for female reader but everyone is welcome to read it!

Another indulgent, low effort thing to distract me from my allergies

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“Vil… no… I’m–ah! Mhn… I’m still married!”

“To a man who will never love you as you deserve.”

Vil blows on her sensitive neck, enjoying the shivers that shake her body, enjoying the knowledge that he’s the only man that has made her do that. After weeks, months trying to win her affections, he finally has her; her mind, her body, her heart are all his, and soon the band on her finger will be his too.

To think he’d die a terrible death, only to transmigrate into his favorite novel. Vil hadn’t known if it was good or bad luck, until he met his favorite character, and now he knows for sure that it is the best of luck. To be able to share an existence with her, to be able to see her hair dance with the wind and her skin be kissed by the sun, to be able to hear her sweet voice directed to him…

Vil had fallen fast and hard.

(Y/N) went from his favorite character to his favorite person faster than the chandelier that fell on him in his past life hit his head.

Now, if only she weren’t married to that repugnant male lead.

Princess (Y/N) Branco, the ultimate villainess of the novel named “Wishing By The Well”. The villainess who, contrary to most in the genre, actually keeps her role until the very bitter end thanks to her incredibly sharp mind and outstanding skills, a woman who needed to be killed off in her sleep for no legal means could ever touch her. A woman who could’ve ruled the world, but only wished for her husband to not disgrace her with a public affair.

Vil had loved her from the very beginning of the story, and only finished the novel because of her. (Y/N) had been raised to marry the prince from a very young age, being born in a ducal house. She never had any problems rising to the demands of the people around her, her diligence and hard work trampling any difficulties she encountered. And as a noble, she had long abandoned the sweet dreams of love and adventure.

She admitted multiple times through the book that she would not mind if her husband had a secret lover, or got himself a concubine. All she wanted was to be respected as the first and main wife, so she had less to worry when she rose to the throne with the prince—who undoubtedly needed a woman like her to reign in his stupidity. But that disgusting fool simply refused to do something so small like keeping his pants on.

He practically worshipped the ground the “Main Character” walked on, gifted her dresses and jewelry and many other luxuries. He went everywhere with her, and gave in to her silly commoner whims easily like a sheep follows a shepherd. And in the end, it all reflected terribly on the princess, who quickly got ridiculed for being “incapable of keeping her husband interested”. For every dress he gave the mistress that became a trend, it was a new designer that taunted the princess by trying to sell her the same design. For every jewelry he gave the mistress that blinded the passersby, it was a new jewelry store that told the princess her chosen piece wasn’t available anymore. For every gesture of love he showed towards the mistress, it was a new line of mockery thrown the princess’ way.

And despite all that, (Y/N) kept herself beautiful, and showed herself ruthless. Even cruel at points. It was glorious to read as she’d finally let go of the shackles she kept around herself so she could become the perfect princess, and showed the dangerous, poisonous black widow that hid behind a fan.

And it had been even more breathtaking to watch it with his own eyes.

Duke Vil—the original owner of the body, conveniently also named Vil—was supposed to be the second male lead, to follow the protagonist like a good little lap poodle; jumping and barking when she asked, and then obediently stepping back and whining in sadness while she threw herself at the arms of another man. Vil—the one who took over the body—had despised the character, thinking he’d be better off devoting himself to the villainess–

And now he can correct that plot hole with his own lips.

“Soon, my dear, everything will fall into place, and the ring on your finger will carry my name instead, and the crown you deserve will be yours,” he promises her in a feverish whisper, drunk on her presence.

“Won’t royalty be too burdensome to you?” (Y/N) asks, meeting his searing kisses with her own. To be the one to see this monument of a woman soften and relax, that’s why Vil got his second life.

“My dear, I’m already killing a future monarch, nothing can burden me if I have you.”

“How villainous~”

“If anything, we’re saving this country.”

She laughs, resting fully against him, giving him the permission to pick her up and take her to his room, and Vil does so quickly, not one second to waste when he has her in his arms.

The one time he isn’t a villain, he’s usurping a throne for his beloved.

Maybe there was some rhyme to those castings back in his first life.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst imagines #twst x reader #x fem reader #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader

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batsandgore · 26 days

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Hello!!

I just wanted to ask you if you could do a reaction where the diaboys are asked about Portugal (I’m Portuguese and don’t see enough representation in media so that’s why)

Hi!!! Thank you for the ask! Of course I can do this! I've actually been to Portugal myself back in 2019 - Vilamoura. It was a beautiful place, and I hope I did the representation of Portugal justice for you! I had a lot of fun doing my research into Portugal for this post. Enjoy!

The Diaboys react to being asked about Portugal...

Shu Sakamaki:

"Hm? Portugal, you say? Did you know they have the longest standing alliance in the world? It's with England, yknow... I find that interesting."

Shu is an absolute history buff when it comes to European history, so of course, he knows plenty about Portugal.

You could talk for hours with him about its history. Well... keyword: could. Shu probably doesn't want to talk, honestly. He finds the topic interesting, however.

Possibly one of the most fascinating facts he knows about Portugal in his opinion is that it's the oldest European country (it's had the same defined borders since 1139).

He definitely knows of some classical composers from Portugal: Luís de Freitas Branco and Pedro António Avondano being some he's quite familiar with.

Reiji Sakamaki:

"What makes you bring that up? No matter... oh? You're Portuguese? You must know quite a bit about the majesty your home country holds."

Reijis brain holds a wealth of knowledge. While potions, poisons, and deadly concoctions are his primary interest, he sure has a fair amount of knowledge in geography, too.

He definitely loved geography and learning about different countries when he was younger. He read absolutely everything in order to try and impress his mother it didn't work.

Unlike Shu, Reiji would definitely talk to you about what he knows about Portugal. Provided he wasn't busy, that is.

He particularly finds interesting the Wild Medicine Program in Central Portugal. It details an immersive in person herbal course. If it wasn't for his obligations at home, he would definitely check it out.

Ayato Sakamaki:

"Huh? You're Portuguese? Eh... your basketball team is alright, I guess."

This guy knows nothing about Portugal except when he's watching sports. Especially basketball.

We all know Ayato loves sports, so you can best bet he'll give his two cents on what he thinks about the teams.

To be honest, if you try explaining to him anything about Portugal outside the realm of sports, he probably wouldn't be too interested, unfortunately.

Although, if you spot him watching Portugals Liga Profissional after you've mentioned all of this to him, he may get a little embarrassed.

Kanato Sakamaki:

"Oh, it is quite warm there... so that explains your sun-kissed skin... it's quite fitting for a doll with beauty such as yours. Don't you agree, Teddy?"

Kanato doesn't take much interest in Portugal itself. His interests are very limited, and he sticks to those interests like glue.

He will compliment you, though!! I mean, if he views you as his doll, surely you must have a certain beauty that appeals to him.

If you catch him on a good day, he'll ask you idle questions. Just... don't say the wrong thing.

He'll inquire if you miss your home. Is it better than living here with him? What? It is?? Why would you say such a thing?!

Laito Sakamaki:

"Ah... Portugal. I've always wanted to visit there, myself. Maybe you could take me and show me around? Seeing you in revealing clothing to deal with all that heat... fufufu~"

Laito would definitely want to travel around. Portugal would certainly be on his bucket list.

He's immortal, so he has all the time in the world to explore! Why waste that immortality? Especially when he could potentially see you in a bathing suit on the beach...

He'd definitely be interested in visiting Lagos, Vilamoura, Porto, and Faro. All have amazing beaches and warm climates to enjoy (he would still wear his damn hat even in all of that heat)!

He would love to take part in the Carnival! It sounds so fun and enjoyable! Not to mention the historical significance that makes it that extra bit interesting.

Subaru Sakamaki:

"You're from there? That's... interesting, I guess. Too hot for my tastes, but I'm sure you liked it there, right?

Subaru does really know much about Portugal, to be completely transparent. It's just never been something that appealed to him.

That being said, he would definitely ask you about your home country, what it's like, and if you miss it.

He'd inquire in a way that seems like he doesn't care he cares, let's be real.

A few weeks later, you'll spot Subaru in the gardens of the Manor planting Portuguese Bellflowers.

Ruki Mukami:

"It really is a beautiful country. There is so much history behind it. I'm glad you've decided to stay here, however."

Ruki is another history buff. However, his focus is more on the traditions and practices of Portuguese people rather than significant historical events like Shu.

He loves learning about something and tracing it back to its origins. It scratches a certain itch in his brain.

He finds the traditional dances interesting, as they're used to express parts of the souls of the country's different regions.

Cuisine is another that interests him. He once tried making Yuma grow some vegetables in his garden to recreate a dish - Caldo Verde. It actually went quite well for a first attempt.

Azusa Mukami:

"You... come from Portugal...? How... different is it... from here...?"

Azusa is interested. He could listen to you talk about your home country for hours. He is arguably one of the nicest of the Diaboys, after all.

If you somehow get onto the topic of knives, which with Azusa is quite likely, he'll be all the more interested.

In fact, he probably has one or two knives in his collection hand crafted in Portugal.

He'll happily show you if you want!

Kou Mukami:

"I have quite a lot of fans from there! Honestly, I do! It's quite surprising, actually!"

Kou definitely has a fairly big fan base for his music in Portugal alone. Of course, he's familiar with the place! He's gotta keep the fans happy, doesn't he?

He plans to do a worldwide tour at some point in the future. Portugal being one of his destinations, most definitely!

Lisbon, Porto, and Amadora would be where he'd want to go if he went there touring. They're some of the most famous cities in Portugal! His shows would be bound to gather attraction there.

There are also plenty of Portuguese remakes of his music made by fans. He reposts them often on social media.

Yuma Mukami:

"Yeah, I've heard of the place. Never had any interest in going. I prefer it here. Ruki made one of their famous cuisines one time, though. It was quite nice."

To be honest, he's more of a nature person, not a travel person. He prefers the view around him over travelling somewhere for a different one.

That being said, he won't dismiss you the moment you'd bring it up. He'd find it calming to listen to you talk, especially if he was gardening at the same time.

He'd mention how he'd like to try more of their dishes. He has the crops for them, after all.

Oh? A lot of the dishes are meat and seafood based? He knows how to hunt easily. He lived in a village years ago, so he knows the skills even beyond being a vampire. Not that he remembers his past, though...

#ayato sakamaki #laito sakamaki #diabolik lovers #shu sakamaki #kou mukami #kanato sakamaki #subaru sakamaki #reiji sakamaki #ruki mukami #azusa mukami #yuma mukami #diabolik lovers headcanons #dialovers #dl #dbl #headcanons #reactions #diabolik lovers reactions

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dailyhelldorm · 9 days

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[TL][Eichi Feature Scout] Compass in the Heavenly Sky/Chapter 1

Scenario Writer: Yuumasu Character: Eichi, Wataru, Tori, Yuzuru, Hokuto, Subaru, Makoto, Mao, Tatsumi, Hiyori, Hajime, Ritsu Season: Winter

Summary: Because of the continuous postponements, Eichi's turn to have his Exclusive Outfit comes quite late. While pondering his costume design choice, he goes out for a walk to have a change of pace...

Directory: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

[Part 1 ♪]

Location: Meeting Room

Eichi: Even though we are busily preparing for the special 'SS' on New Year,

But I am delighted that none of our 'FLAVOR' members failed to attend our activities like this.

Hiyori: When I hear this will be our last meeting for the year, there is no way I will decline this occasion. It will be boring if the main character isn’t here, isn't that right ♪

Ritsu: That's right. Along with all the delicious desserts from your own private patissier too.

Being together with someone who enjoys idle chit-chatting and having a back-and-forth conversation is pleasant~

Hajime: Fufu. The five of us can come together like this, it is truly a nice thing... ♪

Lately, every meeting always has someone who can’t attend. I understand that it can't be helped, but looking at the empty spot makes me feel a little heavyhearted.

Tatsumi: You are right. The five of us make 'FLAVOR'.

Next year will be busy as well, so I would like us to have the time and spend together like this.

Eichi: Of course, that’s my intention. If not, my mind and body will start yearning for it.

Even superman needs a break too.

... As for this year, there were a lot of things that have happened as well. There are idols from different agencies here, so I ought to rephrase my reflecting words nicelyー

But I am happy that one of our procedures has now reached its final stage.

Part of the managing team of ES appeared to have been looking down on Producer-chan, they said things like ‘Is it even possible to make all Exclusive Outfits for every idol?’ or ‘Won't this plan end up falling apart?’

She is not your ordinary everyday girl, and once again they have had to realize that fact... ♪

Hajime: You mentioned the 'Exclusive Outfit', but Eichi-oniichan still hasn't had his yet, right?

Based on your standpoint, will you undoubtedly end up being the last one? Did Producer-san discuss it with you?

Eichi: She asked for my advice long before, when she was still drafting the Exclusive Outfits plan. ‘Public faces of ES like Tenshouin Eichi should be the first on the list’ is quite a probable suggestion.

But starting with me might create some kind of unwanted political schemes. So to deliberately avoid it, I left Producer-chan in charge of everything.

She considered how busy I was, so that girl let me decide my own timing to make the Exclusive Outfit.

I have been postponing it because I want to take into other people’s outfits as references. But I guess it is about time now.

Since all the same in the end, people might begin to suspect me if I am the last on the final performers’ list[1].

Location: STAR PRO Office (Conference Area)

Eichi: … ... ...

… 'Merry Christmas ♪'

Fufu…

(Watching Branco's PV warms my heart. My fatigue melts away just like the white snow.)

(I want to continue watching, but it's time to get back to my work.)

… ... ...

(... Today's tea party was fun. It has been a while since we had an endless chat like that.)

(It’s nice to hear the stories behind everyone’s Exclusive Outfits. Although Ritsu-kun has teased me about it. 'You're really craving for this huh~?' he said.)

(I can't help it, now can I? Other than Ritsu-kun, people won’t come and discuss their outfits with me.)

(Me too, I want people to come and talk to me casually as well. But considering my status, they might find it hard to consult me.)

(I feel a little bit resentful toward my position now.)

(... Ah, right. About my Exclusive Outfitー)

(Like what I said before, it’s about time for me to contemplate it.)

(Producer-chan told me to think about it whenever I have spare time, but if I do what she said, my outfit will never be finished.)

(This job is also one of the approaches to hype ES up, so it is quite a prominent work. I should put in some effort and come up with something.)

(... Yet, I am in a scramble now. Whenever I open the sketchbook, I can’t think of anything.)

(The only thing inside my mind is all the Exclusive Outfits I have seen until now.)

(Some people expressed their ideal individuality, some showed their true earnest selves, some considered their fans’ feelings… Everything was converted through each and every outfitー)

(And created their one and only Exclusive Outfits in this world.)

(The next one will be me. What is the thing that fits the image of the idol ‘Tenshouin Eichi’…?)

… ... ...

(... Keep gazing at the ceiling won’t get me anywhere. I need a walk to expand my mind.)

[End of Part 1 ☆]

Directory: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Translator’s note:

[1]: The word being used here is Ootori 大トリ. This is a word for when the performers are divided into groups (such as Kohaku Uta Gassen), the last performer of the later group will be the Ootori of the show. The word can also be meant for the biggest performer, as the big stars often appear late. Like Rei's TS2.

#eichi tenshouin #dorm translation #tatsumi kazehaya #hiyori tomoe #hajime shino #ritsu sakuma #translation #enstars translation

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avislazuli · 1 year

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Joy to the world

Story: Joy to the world (Tori’s Christmas 4*)

Notes:

Unproofread and done for training purposes using lots of dictionary

Imouto gimi = young sister (+respectful honorific)

Mimi-chan: Tori’s sister’s stuffed toy who Mika repared in Poison a la Mode scout

Writer: Yuumasu

Season: Winter

Yuzuru: Young master, imoutogimi, the tree is ready.

Tori: Thank you, Yuzuru.

Now, decorate with your big brother, I brought some adorns I thought you would like

Look, this stuffed animal is similar to Mimi-chan, isn't it? I was surprised when I saw it in the city!

Kagehira-senpai put flowers and jewels in it for me. It was a long time ago, but it seems that he still remembers.

He still cherishes the drawing you gave him! He even asked "how is your sister doing~?"

...

...Hey, why have you been so quiet all this time?

Why are you avoiding my eyes...?

(...I already know the reason. It's my fault that she is like this.

Daddy and mommy won't come back home for Christmas because of their work. And not just that, I'm busy this year too, my schedule is full

I wanted to spend time together even if it's before Christmas, that's why I came back today.

I was going to decorate the tree with her and give her a present, so she could enjoy Christmas at least a little earlier.

But she got angry when she knew that we couldn't spend Christmas together.

She was having fun talking about what she wanted to do for Christmas until a while ago, of course she is angry...)

...Hey, I actually brought a present for you―

Wait, where are you going? Come back!

She is gone...

...

Yuzuru: Excuse me, young master. Are you okay?

Tori: Yuzuru… I ruined it. I’m not a good older brother…

Christmas is special for her. She is often at home, so it's a rare opportunity for her to be with her busy family.

I'm sad. I thought I could make my sister smile if I became an idol. But I ended up taking her smile away.

Yuzuru: Young master, don't make that face. If your face is clouded by those feelings, the whole mansion would be wrapped in sadness.

If we keep like this, the memories of this Christmas will be bitter. Now that you're back, shouldn't you face up with her?

Tori: ...Yes, you’re right.

[After a while]

Tori: ...

...Hey, open the door and come over here.

I brewed tea for you. 一Would you let me talk? It's okay if it's only the time until you finish drinking.

Thanks. I'm sorry for making you feel bad.

...Yes, I know. You're a kind girl, so you understand my circumstances.

But the Christmas schedule you were looking forwad to just disappeared, you can't simply accept it right away.

But it's because I'll be absent for Christmas that I came here today.

Only for now, your brother is only yours. I’ll spoil you for daddy and mommy too. I’ll do anything.

So please tell me, what do you want me to do?

...Branco? Oh, have you been watching the PV everyday?

Fufu, I’m glad to hear that. Can I tell everyone in Branco? I’m sure they’ll be glad too.

Huh? Why are you apologizing? ...Were you angry at yourself?

...You can't help feeling lonely, even though you understand the importance of my idol activities, and that bothers you一

Well, I used to feel like that in the past too, so I understand your feelings.

I knew our parents were busy, but I kept wondering “why can’t daddy and mommy stay with me?”

I hated that part of me that couldn’t smile when I had to say goodbye.

Fufu, we are similar in many ways, aren’t we?

...Oh, right. You said you thought about the PV as a Christmas present, right?

Follow me, I want to show you something.

[An hour later]

Yuzuru: We’ve arrived. Please, watch your feet.

Tori: Yes. ...Hey, isn’t it cold? Are you okay?

Are you struggling to move? Yuzuru made you wear those winter clothes.

It’ll be bad if you get ill, so please bear it.

...That’s right, our parents would never bring you here because they’re worried about your health.

That’s why we must keep this as a secret. A secret only between us...

Here, take my hand, so you won’t fall down. Let’s go this way.

...Look, it can be seen from here.

What do you think? It’s more beautiful than when you see it through the screen, right?

Fufu, your eyes are sparkling with happiness. I’m also happy to have brought you here.

...Would you accept the present I couldn’t give you before? I hope you like it.

...Thank goodness. I wanted to see your smile, so I visited a lot of shops and did my best to choose.

Thank you for always being there to support me.

Merry Christmas, I love you... ♪

#ensemble stars #enstars #enstars translation #tori himemiya #yuzuru fushimi

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pukanavis · 2 months

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Plum Blossoms and Snowflakes | Plum Blossom 4

Time: After recording the radio program

Aira: …Y-You’re repeating a year!?

Tatsumi: Is this true, Mayoi-san?

Mayoi: Yes, it is. My study credits are faring well, but it would seem that I’ve failed to participate in enough school events.

It was shocking to initially learn that I may have to repeat the year but I’ve come to realise that there’s some merits to it as well…

I’ve made peace with the situation now.

Aira: Huh..? How are you being so chill about this?

Isn’t repeating a year supposed to be super bad…?

Hiiro: …

Aira: Hiro-kun? Don’t just stand there, say something.

Hiiro: What does ‘repeating a year’ mean?

Aira: Aah…you’ve gotten so much better since we first met that I’d forgotten about your deficiency of common knowledge.

Hiiro: That’s right! I’m glad you remember an individual quirk of mine, Aira.

Aira: Don’t call your lack of common sense a quirk~!

Tatsumi: Repeating means to undergo another year of school without advancing to the next grade.

In Mayoi-san’s case, it means that he’ll forgo graduating and will spend another year as a senior.

Although, considering that he has done adequate school studies, his second run of the year would differ a little from the norm. He’d be devoting his focus to participating in school events, it would seem.

Hiiro: I see…so instead of being expelled, failing students can attend school for another year? That sounds like a great deal to me!

Aira: Hooow~? With all the components involved in these situations, it’s not always as great as you make it sound.

This is hard to say in front of Tattsun-senpai but repeating a year isn’t something you go and speak highly of, y’know?

Hiiro: Why not? I never experienced my first year of high school and skipped straight to second grade, so I wouldn’t be opposed to the idea of repeating my third year?

Being classmates with you sounds like fun, Mayoi-senpai.

Aira: Ahh, you really don’t understand the severity of this…

Tattsun-senpai, what do you think?

Tatsumi: About Mayoi-san repeating a year? Hmm…

As I don’t understand how Yumenosaki Academy’s grading system works, I’d prefer to respect his judgement.

However, I’m concerned with how easily you’ve accepted the situation, Mayoi-san. Usually people would be more conflicted by the ordeal…

If you find yourself in need of help, please don’t hesitate to ask for it. We’ll assist you however we can.

Aira: Hmph…so that’s how you feel.

Well, I won’t butt in either then. This is a decision that Mayo-san has made on his own accord.

Aira: (...But still, is it really okay for things to play out like this?)

(There’s still time left, so there’s no need for him to give up so quickly.)

(Is it selfish of me to wish he’d try his best to graduate…?)

Location: Yumenosaki Academy Time: The next day, after school

Aira: (Aah, it’s freeezing! My hands have turned red from how cold they are.)

(The snowfall has been crazy.)

(But as cold as it was out there, getting to watch my senpais have a snowball fight was a big plus. My eyes were truly blessed~♪)

(Harukawa-senpai invited me to make snowmen of Branco with him, and I even got to take a pic of us together.)

(Turns out going outside does have its perks…♪)

(...Oh, there’s someone on the staircase landing…)

Shinobu: …

Aira: (Is he alright? He’s staring out of the window with a blank look…)

Hello, Sengoku-senpai~

Shinobu: Huh? Oh, it’s you, Aira-kun…

Aira: Is everything okay? It looks like you’re feeling down.

Shinobu: You could tell?

Aira: Yeah, you don’t seem like your usual self.

If there’s something troubling you, feel free to tell me. I’m here to save the day~

Just kidding, I probably can’t help in any substantial way.

But, I can lend you my ears! Hit me with your woes, or whatever it is you have on your mind!

Shinobu: …

…Right, you’re also in ALKALOID, so I should be able to talk about this with you.

Aira: ‘Also’ in ALKALOID…?

Shinobu: Yes, it’s about Mayoi-dono. I’m worried about him.

Aira-kun, have you heard about the problem with him graduating?

Aira: Oh…yes, I know about it.

He’s being weirdly positive about it, going on about how there’s some good to repeating and stuff.

Shinobu: …It’s my fault he’s so positive about it.

Aira: You think you’re the reason?

Shinobu: He told me so himself. If he graduates, I’ll be left on my own—

He says he doesn’t want to make me lonely, so he's going to repeat a year for the Ninja Club.

But…I don't want him to worry about that. I want him to graduate.

I’d hate for him to throw away a valuable year of his time for me.

I want to tell him all of this too, but I haven’t had the chance yet…

In the time I’ve been brooding over this, it seems like he's only grown more fixed on going down this path. I’m stuck, I don’t know what to do.

At this rate, he’ll end up repeating the year—all because of me. The idea of that is just awful.

Aira: I can’t believe it…if he’s that determined to repeat, then I don’t know what else we can say.

Mayoi: (Oh no, oh no no no…)

(I was curious to see what they were talking about and stopped to listen in, but now I’ve overheard the truth that Chief has been bottling up.)

(You’re not to blame at all, Chief! This is entirely my own fault…!)

(How utterly spineless I am…I’m sorry, Chief…)

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#Mayoi #Aira #Hiiro #Tatsumi #Shinobu

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mostly-marvel-musings · 3 days

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hi, song anon here... so, I made a list lol. all these songs were written and are sung by brazilian musicians, and it might be difficult to find the lyrics in english (but I can translate them for you if you'd like that). these are the first fics that came to my mind when you asked, but fics that weren't mentioned but are somewhat similar to the ones mentioned here would probably fit well with these same songs. most of the songs here are sung by Maria Bethânia, cause she's like my favorite musician. I hope you like these songs :)

Love me back to life 1 - As canções que você fez pra mim (Maria Bethânia), Aparências (Belchior), Gota d'água (Chico Buarque), Eu e você sempre (Jorge Aragão), Você (Maria Bethânia), Gostoso demais (Maria Bethânia), Eu preciso de você (Maria Bethânia)

Love me back to life 2 - Espumas ao vento (Flávio José or Fagner), Pra que dividir (Flávio José), Uma prova de amor (Zeca Pagodinho), Feitio de paixão (Jorge Aragão), Eu e você sempre (Jorge Aragão), Minta meu sonho (Jorge Aragão), Pede a ela (Tim Maia), Dia Branco (Geraldo Azevedo)

Typical Stark - Olha (Maria Bethânia), Quero você (Maria Bethânia), Sem fantasia (Maria Bethânia and Chico Buarque), Dia branco (Geraldo Azevedo), Fica (Chico Buarque), Seu balancê (Zeca Pagodinho), Se (Djavan), A proposta (Liah Soares and Zeca Baleiro), Depois de ter você (Maria Bethânia and Adriana Calcanhoto), Estado de poesia (Chico César or Maria Bethânia)

Escape - Detalhes (Maria Bethânia), Ligia (João Gilberto), Gota d'água (Chico Buarque), Eu e você sempre (Jorge Aragão), Minta meu sonho (Jorge Aragão), Devolva-me (Adriana Calcanhoto), Eu preciso de você (Maria Bethânia)

Just friends - Quero você (Maria Bethânia), Dona da minha cabeça (Geraldo Azevedo), Eu te amo (Chico Buarque), Seu balancê (Zeca Pagodinho), A proposta (Liah Soares and Zeca Baleiro)

Taken captive - Negue (Maria Bethânia), Detalhes (Maria Bethânia), Seu olhar não mente (Flávio José), Pra que dividir (Flávio José), Ligia (João Gilberto), Gota d'água (Chico Buarque), Eu te amo (Chico Buarque), Devolva-me (Adriana Calcanhoto), Eu preciso de você (Maria Bethânia)

Rather convenient - Quero você (Maria Bethânia), Depois de ter você (Maria Bethânia and Adriana Calcanhoto), Seu balancê (Zeca Pagodinho), Infinito desejo (Maria Bethânia)

Where do we go from here - Costumes (Maria Bethânia), As canções que você fez pra mim (Maria Bethânia), Olha (Maria Bethânia), Sem ferrolho e sem tramela (Flávio José), Fera ferida (Maria Bethânia), Dignidade de um otário (Benito di Paula)

Annoying Neighbour - Sem ferrolho e sem tramela (Flávio José), Eu te amo (Chico Buarque), Se (Djavan), Eu e você sempre (Jorge Aragão), Pede a ela (Tim Maia), Gostoso demais (Maria Bethânia)

Obsessed - Mel (Maria Bethânia), Infinito Desejo (Maria Bethânia)

Young!Tony fics - Coração selvagem (Belchior), Fica (Chico Buarque), Seu balancê (Zeca Pagodinho), Me faz um dengo (Roberta de Sá and Martinho da Vila), Loucuras de uma paixão (Jorge Aragão), A proposta (Liah Soares and Zeca Baleiro), Proposta (Gilsons), Estado de poesia (Chico César or Maria Bethânia), Infinito desejo (Maria Bethânia)

they're all available on spotify and I can make you a playlist if you want :) and I can't wait to see what songs will fit well with the next part of Where do we go from here

Oh bless you, sweet nonnie!!!

I’ve got a four hour journey ahead of me now, I know what I’ll be doing :) This makes me very happy. And that music and songs transcend languages 🥹🤍

Thank you so much for sharing this with the Stark Squad! Hope you have an amazing day 🌼

#anon asks #the stark squad

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aeoki · 5 months

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Phantom Airship - Prologue

Location: ??? Characters: Sora, Natsume, Tsumugi & Mayoi Season: Winter Writer: Seitarou Kino & Akira

TL Note:

Red and white manju are Japanese rice cakes filled with red bean paste.

Mayoi: ............

Mmm... Wait, where am I...?

Err, is this the jungle? Speaking of jungles, the "Hokkaido Jungle" that "Trickstar" is trapped in is rather vivid in my memory.

Could it be that I've also been taken there..?

No, no! That wouldn't make sense at all! I may be timid but I haven't committed any crimes that would warrant being brought to the jungle...!

This must be some sort of bad prank. If someone is watching from somewhere, please let me out!

............

Uuu. There isn't any response... Which means this may not be a prank...?

I lost my composure there but "SS" has ended, so there wouldn't be a need to kidnap me, would there?

Ow, ow, ow. Maybe I hit my head somewhere, but I've got a headache. Perhaps that's also why my memories seem to be hazy.

In any case, I shouldn't sit here twiddling my thumbs. I should search the area to see if anyone is nearby.

...Hm? What is this large shadow?

*Thud! Thud!*

(Eeek...! A-A monster? A creature covered in scales just passed by...!)

(Is this a dream? Or is this reality? Just what on earth is going on...?)

(I’m starting to remember now.)

(A forest that spreads far and wide. Large creatures I've never seen before roam the area. This strange “unrealistic world" is...)

The Phantom… Airship…

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ< A few hours earlier. One day in the beginning of January. >

Mayoi: Ahh... I wish I was dead! I want to disappearrrrr!

I'm not someone worthy of being acknowledged. I'm simply a foolish and repulsive “freak” wearing the skin of an ordinary human…!

You must be far too simple-minded to want to ask for my help, Anzu-san. I’m sure you’ll just be disappointed when you see how I perform in reality.

Uuu… My self-hatred is making me dizzy.

This is the perfect time to take a look at the secret photo I’ve obtained recently… There is a nutrient one can gain from looking at adorable and pure children!

Ahh, the “Branco” performance…! How lovely they look!

The others are following Aira-san and performing in such a sparkling manner. It really is a feast for the eyes, ehehe, ehehehehe…♪

Sora: HaHa~! *Tackles Mayoi*

Mayoi: Whaa!? W-W-W-What is it!?

This is a secret room that hardly anyone knows about. I swear I had it locked as well…!

Sora: HiHi~ Happy New Year, Dark Onii-san!

We haven’t seen each other since “SS”. huh~? How have you been doing?

Mayoi: S-Sora-san… Why are you here?

Sora: ? Should Sora have knocked?

Senpai told Sora the password to the digital lock. He said he told Sora so Sora can talk to Dark Onii-san wherever Sora wanted to.

So, Dark Onii-san, please have a chat with Sora!

The venue was bustling during “SS” so even though we were in the same “Red Team”, we didn’t have the chance to speak with each other. And Sora wants to hear what “ALKALOID” has been up to recently too~♪

Mayoi: Y-You’re oddly quite aggressive. It’s all too bright for me…!

I don’t mind chatting with you, but how about we do so at a cafe or restaurant instead of this lonesome place?

Sora: Why’s that? It’s quiet here so Sora thinks it’s perfect for a chat, though?

Mayoi: Ugh… I can’t help but agree when I see your beautiful eyes.

In any case, this isn’t a good place to chat. It’s a secret room no one should be entering. It would inconvenience you if my shame were to surface…!

Natsume: HmM. I was wondering what you were up tO, but you took the photo without my permission, I sEE?

Mayoi: Eek! Y-You’re here too, Natsume-san!?

Natsume: HeHE. I entered while you were distracted by SoRA.

It’s not just us two – Senpai is here tOO. I’d be happy if you’d give us a warm welcoME.

Tsumugi: Hello, Ayase-kun~

Your performance with “Crazy:B” at the “SS” main battle was a sight to behold.

In truth, I had wanted to tell you right away, but everything was quite busy that day.

Ah, come to think of it. As a New Year’s gift, I’ve brought leftover catering from “SS”. Please have some red and white manju[*] ♪

Mayoi: No, thank you. Uh, umm…

Do you all have some sort of business with me? All three members of “Switch” are here. Are the magicians here to exterminate the freak…!?

Natsume: Your imagination is too extreME.

To tell the truth, we have a job that’s perfect for you – someone who doesn’t have a lot of self-confidenCE.

We’d like to invite “ALKALOID” to the “Phantom Airship”. Will you help us oUT?

Mayoi: The “Phantom Airship”...? What’s that?

Sora: You’ll see when you come! But Sora can guarantee you won’t be disappointed~

Please believe in us “Switch”! We’ll definitely use our “happy magic” to turn you into a warm “colour”, Dark Onii-san ☆ Mayoi: Okay? I don’t understand a thing, but all right, I suppose…?

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤNext Chapter →

#phantom airship #enstars translation

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mihai-florescu · 1 year

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awawa whats ur favorite/least favorite song from each enstars unit ??

mayb not all of them if u dont want to jus pick a handful

I'll give you answers for my fav units^_^

For Undead I really like Darkness 4, i even set it as my bgm in the game. As for least fav... i dont find myself listening to Sustain Memories.

Crazy:b!!!!! I love all crazy:b songs ^_^ i guess my least fav would be crazy roulette but i still listen to it almost daily. I just really love crazyb. Yubisaki no Ariadne and Helter Spider in particular are <3

Valkyrie...... please know they have my favorite music in this game. This being said, if i had to choose a least favorite one, it'd probably be Memoire Antique. I think i just grew tired of playing it lmao. Uruwashi no Nightingale, Last Lament, Eternal Weaving, Acanthe, the ex Valkyrie songs, i have too many to choose just one favorite.

The Tempest Night, Feathers of Ark and Ghostic Treat House are my fav Fine songs. Dont know if i have a least fav one necessarily, if you as a song are not among my favorites, i usually dont care to learn your name or think about you, like, ever. Rainbow Circus is the popular choice of many when you ask for the worst enstars song, but i dont care enough for even that.

YUKAI TSUUKAI THAT'S ALRIGHT!

#i got tired of thinking about more songs #i like all alkaloid and double face songs too #and ive already said yesterday that im just not into cutesy songs like most of ra*bits discography branco etc #my poor sense of rhythm translates into me not being able to memorize song names either when theyre not my fav songs #so i simply do not talk about music ever #im bad at memorizing even the names of songs i like why would i bother with anything else #this isnt just about enstars tho this genuinely applies to all music #unless the song name is in the chorus theres a 90% chance i will have to google what a song is called even when its a song i love #ask #somnus

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guysofeurovision · 10 months

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What do you think about Turalturanx?

(Am I the only one that saw a deeper bond than the average brother's?)

To be honest I don't find them attractive. The fact that there's two of them may add spice to the game but I'm still not really into them...

A deeper bond? Between twins is quite expected, isn't it? I mean, not all twins go on full Branco twins mode, I suspect🤣, but they must be very close!

#turalturanx #azerbaijan #eurovision song contest #eurovision #ask #esc2023 #esc #poll #hairy

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lilysunarchive · 1 year

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first round of shuffle units is complete! because i actually don’t have a life, i wrote an entire essay on my thoughts about each one. warning: i really did just ramble on and on. keep in mind that this is just my opinion, i’m probably objectively wrong in all honesty. i think that overall every single one of the shuffle units were a lot of fun and i hope we get more of them in the future!

AtoZ: song is a 10/10 banger, it’s probably still my favorite of the shuffle unit songs. all the members of the unit are so much fun and bounce off well with each other. if i had one complaint it’s that the outfit doesn’t speak to me very much.

XXVeil: song is absolutely delightful to listen to, probably the third or fourth best. i think the concept is fun, i think that each member selected was a perfect choice. very solid all around.

Branco: song is definitely an acquired taste. i’m still flip-flopping on whether i really enjoy it or whether i find it grating and i think that tends to be the norm -- opinions on it get split down the middle. i think the concept is 100% perfect though, the winter frost fairies look is adorable on all four of these little guys.

Ring.a.Bell: i’m so sorry but i sleep through this song every time. it’s definitely not my usual cup of tea (i actually don’t know why this song doesn’t speak to me, all the boys have such lovely voices). the same goes for the concept, even though i usually enjoy the bride aesthetic. i just think the outfits are a little too plain for a whole bridal theme. i would love to see happyele try the bridal theme again with slightly more creative/elaborate outfits.

Moonlight Disco: i know that’s not their unit name, it’s just always what i think of when this shuffle unit is mentioned. the song is iconic, i think just about everyone agrees. it is a lot of fun and each member of this unit is absolutely perfect, i would never want to switch them out for anyone else. i think that the shuffle theme is a *ton* of fun and not something i would expect from enstars, i really hope we get more unique concepts in the future.

La Mort: song is a complete banger, i had it in my head for a solid week. each member of the unit is absolutely perfect, i couldn’t see any of them being removed from this shuffle. i also adore the concept, i love that there’s an extra bit of lore layered on top of our usual enstars lore, like a little bit of extra whipped cream on top.

Puffy Bunny: oh i don’t know where to start with this one. i think that song is very interesting but it’s not something i would ever put into a playlist or listen to outside of the game. i think that boys in the unit are all very good vocalists but the song is definitely not to my taste. the concept is also not to my taste although they’re starting to convince me that hiiro and mika could pull off just about any look they’re given.

Butou-Kai: according to the wiki, this is the shuffle name but my deepest apologies if i got it wrong i’m actually illiterate. i think that the song is pretty good, like very solid everyone has nice vocals. unfortunately this is just one of those concepts that would never, ever speak to me. i’m very very asexual i see one of these boys shirtless and my first instinct is you’re gonna get cold sweetie.

Blend+: i’m still sort of unsure about blend+ for a couple of different reasons. i think that the song is an absolute delight. it’s not the catchiest of the shuffle unit songs or the most creative but it’s still such a joy to listen to. i think that concept is adorable and cute and it suits a lot of the members really well (like koga?? what a surprise). i don’t know if it’s the other shuffle units coloring my opinion, but i think this shuffle might have been just too safe? there’s nothing bad about it, it’s just not as creative as some of the others we’ve gotten (no hate, it’s still so cute)

Flambé: there are so many things to say about flambé. i had a meltdown the day the concept was announced and then another one when the song was released, they’re both so good. the song is probably my second favorite of them all (might change the more i listen to it) and it has my absolute favorite concept. punk rock train conductors is just such an out there aesthetic but it really, really works.

if you held me at gunpoint and asked me to pick my three favorites, it’d probably be flambé, la mort, and xxveil (it hurts my soul not to put atoz as one of my top three). i just love the creativity, the concept, the song. all three of them are so good!

i really hope that we get more really cool and creative shuffle events in the future, the first round definitely had some surprises. if you made it all the way to the bottom of my feature length dissertation hi! have a good day!

#enstars #ensemble stars

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noirwarrior23 · 1 year

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Young Gods | Chapter 1: The Plunge

Summary: Young Newlyweds Clark and Diana Kent move to Metropolis to start a normal life together. However, it seems as if Metropolis has other ideas for the couple. Join us as friends become enemies, secrets are exposed, and the young formation of a team all tests the strength of true love.

Rio Branco, Brazil

The rhythmic chorinho music plays through the small apartment as a barefooted woman dances in the kitchen. Over low heat, she takes the lid off the simmering pot of Tacacá and gives it a few stirs before bringing the spoon to her mouth and tasting it. She smiles in satisfaction after months of trying to grasp the culinary arts of Brazil.

As the woman turns off the stove, her hips still sway as the music changes. She makes her way into the tiny living room, her feet moving along the faded living room carpet. She makes sure to maneuver around the coffee table not wanting to break this one as they'd gone three months without an incident.

A strong and broad chest meets the woman's back and rather than stopping her movements, the man joins her. His hands snake around her waist and the woman leans her head back into the man's chest and smiles. "I see your moves have improved." Her plump rose lips whispered into the grove on his neck.

"As has your cooking." the man teased, his thumbs rubbing the woman's hips.

The woman gasps audibly, pulls out of the man's grip, and looks at him with shock though undertones of playfulness are present. "It was one time!" she sighs, her hands on her hips. "Why do salt and sugar look the same anyways?"

The man's eyes flicker to her hips and then back at her lovely face. Though he was the better chef out of the pair, she was making an effort to improve and that is one of the sexiest things about his wife. "Well, let's just say…" the man moves closer to the woman, his hands once again capturing her in his strong embrace "I didn't marry you for your culinary skills…" his hands continue to travel until they reach plump cheeks which he loved to hold, squeeze, bite, spank and amongst other things.

The woman gasps as the man squeezes the flesh. Her eyes flicker to his and those cerulean blue eyes still hold that young, hungry, and lustful glean to them. He leans in, his lips laying soft and seductive kisses on her cheek and down her neck, his hands pushing their centers together, only a thin layer of clothing and willpower holding either back.

"You are the type of man my mother and sisters warned me about." she moans, tilting her head and letting her husband have more access to her.

His lips then trail up her neck, his teeth grazing over the soft and delicate earlobe. "And you fell for my trap easily." He whispers, inhaling the intoxicating and dismantling scent of honey and ambrosia scent that radiates off of her. "I'm never letting you go."

"I would never want to be anywhere else."

The resolve dissipates and their lips collide in a heated embrace. The woman jumps and locks her legs around the man's waist, his hand slapping her ass pulling a gasp from her lips. Their lips connect again and the man carries the girl to the couch. He kneels down first, then gently places his wife down on her back.

Her hands unbutton his shirt, exposing his broad chest to the warm air while his hands hike up her dress. He cannot hold in his groan at the realization that she wore no underwear, then again, she'd never worn that many clothes before they met.

This lust and hunger that they have for each other is primal as if it was encoded in their veins to know each other's bodies. Neither needs to ask when it came to most things and making love was one of them. His pants are quickly unbuttoned and he steadies himself, one hand on the arm of the pale green couch and the other holding her leg.

Both gasp as the man slips inside the woman's warm heat, their lips parting for seconds only for the man to lay kisses around the womans face as he pushes deeper. The woman hooks her arms around the man's waist, hands clutching his broad back, nails ready to leave her mark on the only man she loves, the only man she'd ever love.

The music is drowned out by the pants, grunts, and moans of the pair. Every thrust hitting the perfect spot while her walls threaten time and time again to keep him inside her. They move in sync, centers making a certain rhythm only their bodies could match, sweat transfers between the two, eyes rolling back, chanting to whatever gods they believe in, hands leaving their marks on each other's skin.

They feel each other, know when the other is close. Together, they reach a climax, the man spilling himself inside her, the woman's legs shaking with wanton need, desire, and satisfaction. As the climax comes to an end, the man slowly lowers himself onto his wife, his weight comfort to her. Still joined, the two try to catch their breaths in between the sloppy and wet kisses they exchange.

"At least the house is still standing." the woman teases, remembering the red barn that they destroyed.

"We were careful this time." he chuckles, kissing the woman's neck which is filled with many hickeys that will fade within hours.

Before either can get a word in, the couch legs give way, and one armrest falls off. The pair cling to each other and gasp as they are brought down with the couch. The air fills with laughs as the couple lies on the broken couch, still connected and glowing from their lovemaking. Her hair falls over her chest and the man uses his breath to blow the strand away, wanting to see all of her.

"So much for being careful."

Smallville Kansas is nothing like the Island Paradise of Themyscria. However, Smallville has its own charm, from the rolling fields of wheat that can be mistaken for gold under the sun, the small shops passed down from generation to generation, a town that comes together to celebrate High School football as if they'd won the Superbowl to neighbors coming to funerals of their beloved friends, Smallville was its own slice of heaven for those who lived there.

That's how Marth and Johnathan Kent viewed Smallville and had no thoughts about leaving the town. Yes, they traveled on occasion but the call of the farm always lured them back to that red barn filled with hard work under the sun and tender nights under the moon. This small town was paradise for them, they had to come to the realization that it was not a paradise for everyone.

Raising their son, Clark in this small town was not as easy as they thought. Hiding his alien abilities grew harder as Clark aged up and his powers grew. Yet, nothing happened in small towns so creating ghost stories and weird phenomenons came in handy when Clark's powers went haywire. But then Kents kept quiet in this town, made their presence known when needed, kept a small inner circle of friends, and contained life in this bubble.

Though the Kents wanted to keep this bubble forever and shield their son from the world it was not easy. Clark, young, curious, and adventurous stepped out of this small provincial town and enrolled in college. The Kents were proud of their son, he worked hard during his schooling, getting accepted to one of the top Univeristy in the country. But with the acceptance of University came the hard part of parenting, letting your son go.

In all fairness, a flight to visit their son in the big city was affordable and if they truly needed Clark, they could whisper his name and he'd come within seconds.

But when they whispered his name almost a year ago and Clark didn't come, they feared the worst had happened to their son.

They waited for a knock on the door when Sherriff Davis would come and deliver the news of Clark's demise. Though it was a gruesome fate, it was a reality they could prepare themselves for. What they could not prepare themselves for was a foreign girl, no more than eighteen years old landing on their doorsteps with their son in her arms.

"Martha," Jonathan sighs as he walks into the messy kitchen, dishes that he'd only seen at Christmas on the counter. "That's the second roast beef you–is that a cherry pie?"

"Well Clark said he hasn't been eating well and I don't want him to be too skinny," Martha says, putting the roast before on the counter and then slapping Johnthan's hand away from the cherry pie on the counter.

"The boy has an iron stomach." Jonathan reminds his wife, leaning against the counter. "I'm sure he can survive Diana's cooking."

"I wrote down a few recipes in the–"

"Martha..."

"I haven't packed his clothes yet, I figured he could use some when–"

"Martha."

"That city is so far away and I just want to make sure–"

Jonathan walks towards Martha and can capture her cheeks in his hands. Martha looks up at her husband to which he lays a gentle kiss on her forehead which allows Martha to take a deep breath. "He's going to be alright, Mattie," Jonathan assures his wife, resting his chin on top of her head.

"They're just so young, John," Martha whispers into her husband's chest. "I worry about them, especially Diana."

"Sounds like you actually like her." Jonathan teases.

"She's my daughter-in-law," Martha says, gently punching Johnthan's chest. "She's part of the family now and I protect my own."

"I know you do, Mattie." Jonathan chuckles, kissing her forehead again and then looking down at his wife. "But now Clark's got someone else to look after him. Those two are inseparable and if an immortal race of warrior women can't stop them from being together I highly doubt a city can do damage."

Though Johnthan tries to comfort his wife, that sentence does nothing to help. Instead, Martha pulls away and that look of worry crawls onto her face again.

"But is that a good thing, Johnny?" Martha asks, running her hands through her red hair. "I don't want them together for some trauma, thinking that they have to be together or Clark thinking she's the only girl that will ever love him."

"Do you hear yourself, Martha?" Jonathan asks staring at his wife. "We raised Clark to never make choices out of fear. I get their relationship started off unconventional but we've seen the way they looked at each other before they were married–"

"A look doesn't last forever, Johnny."

"I beg to differ."

"And why is that?"

"Because it's the same look I gave you," Jonathan says softly, and all the walls that Martha built up to protect herself and her son crumble. "Even when you told me you'd marry that idiot William. I still looked at you as if you were the only girl in the world and I won you over."

"Well, he wasn't much competition." Martha snorts, thinking about the man she was supposed to marry.

"He offered you the world, things I could never give you and yet you chose me." Jonathan's kidney reminds his wife. "Yeah they're young, extremely young but maybe they are the lucky few to find each other in their younger years, and that's a good thing."

Martha sighs and takes a deep breath. Clark was a good boy, she raised him as such and had no reasonable doubt that Clark would be in danger. The worry came when thinking about Diana, a girl that was still discovering the world, holding the same curiosity and hunger in her eyes as Clark. They are young and different and this world preys on those the most. Martha worries that the world will tear them apart rather than bring them together. On the farm, no one could hurt the couple, but outside of these wooden walls, pass the fields of wheat and dusty roads way a world of uncertainty and evil that a mother could not protect her son from.

"I want them to make it, John." Martha sighs, walking towards Johntha and resting her head on his shoulder.

"They will."

"Nothing like a home-cooked meal," Clark says, walking into the kitchen and putting his dishes in the sink. "Though Brazil was amazing."

"I'm sure it was," Martha smirks as she cleans the third plate her son has eaten. Clark blushes at the implication his mother makes about the two. He'll never live down the two of them crashing through the second floor of the barn. "I packed some to go when you're ready."

"Thank you, Ma," Clark says, pulling his mother into a hug and placing a kiss on her forehead. "I can only survive Diana's cooking for so long."

"Some battles you simply can't win, Clark." Martha smiles at pats Clark's chest. "I also put some recipes in a book, you can translate them to Greek if it's easier for her."

"There's always takeout," Clark says to which his mother nods.

"You remember Etta Candy right?" Martha asks, putting the dishes away, Clark reaching the top shelf for her. "Well, she just got promoted to Art Curator at the Metropolis Museum of Art. I mentioned Diana liking history and having a good eye. Anyways, if Diana would like a job there then we can set up a meeting."

"That's great Ma, thank you." Clark smiles at his mother. "In Brazil, that's all she did."

"The job doesn't pay well but with your job at the Daily Planet it should take off some of the strain," Martha says as she turns on the coffee maker to make Johnthan a cup of coffee. "Your Pa and Sheriff Davis have a paper trail that will make it look as if Diana existed before marrying you."

Clark cannot thank his Parents or Sheriff Davis enough for their contribution to helping Diana Kent come to life on paper. If Clark was going to become a serious journalist, a magnifying glass would at some point take a look at him and his wife, they couldn't have any visible holes in their past. Clark hopes that in making a fake past for Diana, they can have a quiet and prosperous life as Mr. and Mrs. Kent.

"Oh and before I forget," Martha says, her voice lowering noticeably, Clark's eyes locking onto his mother's face, searching for any visible pain. Martha walks towards Clark, she lifts her hand and touches the Diamond ring on her wedding finger, slipping it off.

"Ma–"

"I know I wasn't the most welcoming at first." Martha sighs. "It hurt to see you like that and knowing that it was because of Diana. However, that girl is so gentle and loving, that laugh is contagious and that smile is dangerous. Whatever spell she put on you though, is the same one your Pa put on me." Martha then holds her wedding ring between her fingers and hands it told Clark.

"We didn't get a wedding gift but your Pa and I hope this is enough." Clark holds out his hand and Martha places the ring in the center then closes Clark's hand with her own. "You're a good man and a good husband, Clark. I know you made the right choice."

The sun rises slowly the next morning. Diana along with Martha's help cooked breakfast for the Kent family. After a few hours of looking through old family photos and sharing stories of their travels. And when the sun reached its peak the young Kents parted.

On the steps of the farmhouse in a quiet town, the two stare out into the distance. Clark then looks down at Diana and smiles at her.

"Are you ready?" Clark asks his hand moving from his side to Diana's hand, thumbs touching and fingers itching to intertwine.

"I am," Diana replies slipping her hand into Clark's her thumb running over his knuckles.

"Let's go."

They both take a step forward and into the unknown.

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