#hmf!sans
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So... me and @llamagoddessofficial have been cooking up an au for a while... let me show you our hmf!Sans :> (Horror Mafiafell Sans)
You're a waitress working at a bar/restaurant, and a certain skeleton has been coming back again and again. You can't help but wonder... why?
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“He’s all yours, babe.”
You look up from notes on the wall. You’d like to ask ‘who?’ but both you and Lisa know there was no use. You already knew who it was. You didn’t even have to look out the circular window to check. You just stare at Lisa helplessly.
“Really?” You try, “can’t you just… a bit longer?”
Your words come out a perfect mess. Lisa understands anyway.
“Look… I don’t know how to tell you this (Y/n),” She puts a hand on her hip, “you know I can’t go back out there to him.”
“But…!”
You bite your lip. You know she’s telling the truth. You wish you could tell her to suck it up and go back there, no matter how scared she was but… you’re not taking chances with the current patron sitting in the corner of the bar. No one would.
For Lisa’s… and everyone’s sake, you’re not going to see what he might do if you sent her out to tell him that you won’t be serving him tonight.
You sigh, and take a peek through the window. Though elusive nowadays, it was unmistakable who the man- the skeleton in question was.
Sans was built like a tank, his form hunched over the table. Even sitting on the wide, plush red sofa, he looked like a giant, dwarfing the table and chairs like they were playsets. Monsters were already bigger than humans in general but him… he grew bigger than he used to- at least from what you’ve heard. Not like you knew the mob boss years and years ago before he got his infamous skull injury, and the blown eye in his left socket that was soaked in the blood of those who had crossed him. His mouth was set in a frown, filled with razor sharp teeth- one of which was golden.
The same scary face you saw shrouded in shadows in the alleyway, a sharp bone gripped in his large hand, dripping red.
You fled that night, not quite believing what you’d saw. That you’d just saw a skeleton kill a guy in the back of the restaurant? That it was the mob boss Sans?! He didn’t chase you then, and you hoped that’d be the end of it but then… he showed up to the bar as a patron one night.
You were almost certain then, that he had come to kill you. Especially when your dear friend Lisa had so helpfully told you that he’d asked for you in particular.
“her…” his bony finger had pointed at you. She DID tried to save you, to err on mistake- which one did you mean sir?
But every time you moved, his phalange followed. There was no mistaking who he was asking for.
You remember her panicked voice.
“He asked for you! Specifically!”
“W… huh? Why’d he ask for me? Can… are you sure-”
“YES! And I don’t know WHY!”
As reluctant as you were, you still went to serve him. You asked for his order while your grip on your pencil and notepad got slippery as your palms got sweaty. He took his time ordering, perusing through the menu with great attention, while you were praying that your legs didn’t looks as shaky as they felt. You’d never rush him, of course, even if you hadn’t seen him towering over a dead body.
You took his order, served it (stuttering), and… then he left.
… And came back. Again, and again. Every time, he’d ask for you to serve him. He always stares when you weren’t at his table (and actually, when you were at his table too). You could feel that red eye staring a hole into your back from behind. It was unnerving.
It’s a wonder why a man of his infamy would choose a bar like this. You’ve seen your fair share of criminals in this job- it was an alright-sized bar, and not exactly in the best place in town. You’ve learnt to turn the other cheek whenever they were around (and you were sure you didn’t realize just how many of the patrons were gangsters), pretend you were blind to their… occupation.
None of them had been as scary as Sans, though. In fact, his presence alone was enough to drive away most petty criminals.
This place was nothing special. It’s a wonder why he’d choose this place out of all places, especially for a guy who doesn’t like being seen much.
… Ok, that was a lie. Everyone working knew that he was here for you. But that didn’t explain the why.
It was clear to you now that he wasn’t coming here to kill you for witnessing… what you witnessed (Why was a man like Sans doing in that nothing alleyway anyway?). But if not for that then… why did he keep coming, to keep asking for you? Maybe he had… business around here and he liked the place enough to keep coming?
Whatever it was, he was here for a reason and you just… don’t get it.
You don’t get why he wants you to be the one serving him every time he was around, but you did anyway. It’s been a couple of nights now, but you can’t say you’ve become less nervous over time.
After a small inner pep talk to yourself and wringing your hands, you push open the door, walking into the dining area. There isn’t a lot of people inside, a common occurrence whenever Sans visited. Even if it had been busy before, some people would hurriedly finish up whatever they were doing, paying all at once and leaving. You’ve even seen someone stop before finishing their meal. The rest that stayed sat uncomfortably, trying their best to ignore the menacing air that the skeleton brought with him everywhere he’d go.
It didn’t work, of course. A presence like that wasn’t you could easily ignore.
(You wish you could ignore him.)
You smile awkwardly as you walk to his table, setting his drink down. At least you had a little bit of your work cut out for you, with Lisa taking his drink order. His eye zeroed in on you as soon as he noticed you, and though you’ve been taught it’s rude to not make eye contact, with him it felt like looking him in the eye would be the wrong thing to do.
“Is there anything else you’d like?” you ask, your voice sweet and soft as ever, hiding the sound of your beating heart.
He stares.
He always stares.
You see his pupil dilate a little, then he opens his mouth.
“want…”
Sans was a man of few words. He only said his order, and nothing else. It kept your meetings with him brief- even when it looked like he wanted to say something else, he wouldn’t.
This time, he spaces off for a moment, eye looking away from you. You watch his brows draw together, pinched as he concentrates on a thought. You wish you knew what he was thinking of, especially when his frown starts to peel back into a snarl, like he was angry.
You definitely weren’t expecting a hand around your waist, snatching you a second later.
You squeaked, notepad and pencil clattering to the floor, bumping against his sturdy chest. Everyone heard and turned to look, and as soon as they saw tiny you, sitting on the giant’s lap, practically all of them pointedly turned away. You wish they were still looking now- you were pleading with your eyes, help me I don’t think I’m supposed to be here!
He pushes you here and there, so that you’re sat more comfortably on his lap. Your mind goes blank, your body freezes. You could feel his chest expanding and contracting as he breathes. He sounds much calmer now that you were on his lap. Your breaths are shallow, and stop completely when you feel one arm wrap around your middle, like a restraint. His free hand raises, calling for Lisa, who you’ve just noticed is watching from the corner, clutching her apron, as clueless as you are. She approaches, trying to keep her eyes on the skeleton instead of you.
“... burgers.” he says, simply. She nods, and gives you a glance.
You furrow your brows, and you want to hiss Lisa help me! But as soon as she sees your expression she turns around, avoiding eye contact. You could almost hear her say sorry babe, can’t help you there!
You almost call out to her when a hand lands on your head. You go stiff, and after you take a quick peek at him, you look straight ahead. The monster’s phalanges start petting you, slowly, sinking into your hair, scratching your scalp. Sans let’s out a long breath, brushing your hair. A shiver runs down your neck.
… Well. I think I’ll be here for a while…
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Sitting on the lap of a giant skeleton was certainly an experience. You tried distracting yourself, but it was impossible when you could feel every time Sans breathed. There was nothing you could do but sit there, playing with your apron until it was a crumpled mess, sweating a puddle onto your uniform… and maybe onto Sans’ expensive suit. You couldn’t relax, even though taking away big scary skeleton aside, he was comfortable to sit on, and he was warm… and smelled of rain and embers of a dying cigar.
He ate carefully, always leaning forward (squishing you against his chest) when he took a bite of his burger, making sure the crumbs wouldn’t fall on the top of your head, wiping his hands and his mouth before he leaned back. You could feel him sighing, and since he was the only thing you could notice, it felt like this was the most relaxed he’s ever been while in the bar, his breathing slow. Apparently he really liked your hair, with how his claws kept carding through it, even while he was eating. When his hands were clean, he’d let his hands wander all over you- but nothing untoward. You could feel him tilting his skull forward to look at you, while he thumbed your cheek, and his other hand roamed around your waist and belly. Though you were nervous, you could feel when he rubbed your thigh that it didn’t feel particularly… heated.
He sighs, and you feel the pressure of his skull on the top of your head. It took everything in you not to hunch over and avoid it. You screw your eyes shut when you feel him turn his skull, and it felt like he was… rubbing his cheek on you? Like he was snuggling you? Is… is that what he’s doing?
You’re not sure and your nerves are too frayed to call it that.
He didn’t stop after he finished either, his plate clean. He was still there- and subsequently, you stayed sitting on his lap- even after they closed the bar. It was just him now. Your coworkers kept the lights on just for him, and even most of them have gone.
He’s leaning back on the cushions, and he brought both his arms around you to pull you plush against his chest, almost tucked into his neck. You wondered if this was what a teddy bear would feel like, being hugged.
The bartender was cleaning up in the kitchen. It was just you and him in the dining area.
You swallowed… wondering what he wants to do. It’s past closing, late at night, just the two of you, and his hands were still (gently) rubbing you. They haven’t gone anywhere private but- what if he wanted to? … What if he wasn’t here to kill you but.. wanted you to… you don’t know, service him or something? Did he have unsavory requests for you?
You think that thought might’ve scared you even more than the thought of him killing you.
You startle when he grunts eventually, like he’s addressing you. A giant hand cups your cheeks and against your will they turn pink. Even though you were frightened, even if his touches were unsexual they still felt… intimate.
You squeak for the second time that night when both his hands pick you up, and sets you down on the sofa. You feel a ball form in your throat when he stands up and turns to you, thoughts running with all sorts of ‘what-ifs’. He takes your hand, opening it up, and then…
And then he places a thick wad of cash in it.
“... thank you.” He says, quiet.
You stare at the stack of paper on top of your hand, blinking once, before turning to the skeleton, jumping in your seat.
He was gone, just like that.
He was always quiet, wasn’t he?
You sit there dumbfounded, for what felt like minutes, your lips parted, money still sitting innocently in your hand.
You think no one can blame you when the only thing you said after you sat there in silence was a very emphatic “... Huh?”
#cw: blood#cw: murder#only mentioned though#the rest is... kinda soft hjsdf#hes just spooky#sans x reader#aka writing#hmf!sans#i know theres probably a lot of horror+mafia+fell out there jus#this is my (and llama's) rendition#heehe
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So I saw him and decided he's amazing. I'm not open to any opinions otherwise.
(here's the sketch I did in paper first)
It's to my understanding that
hmf!sans belongs to both @aka-indulgence and @llamagoddessofficial
#hmf!sans#hes#yes#ya know?#he has my heart#the captains art#hes baby#but in like#a murderous way#yea it was blue at first but it was bugging me so i fixed it#sans undertale#undertale#undertale au
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Still got that Horror Mafiafell Sans brainrot
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It wasn’t the first time Sans had pulled you into his lap, by any stretch of the imagination. The wads of cash he so often put in your pocket to ‘make up’ for the time you spent trapped had been difficult to explain to the bank at first- by now, it had happened so often that the tellers just got a look on their faces when they saw you walk in
They called you by name without looking at any paperwork. They probably thought YOU were in the mafia.
It was common bar knowledge how fond he was of holding you through his meals. Nowadays, Lisa would jokingly 'warn' you when he came through the doors and his mood was visibly stormy... the deeper his glower, the more likely he was to pull you in without warning when you passed his table, those giant claws sealing tight around a body that immediately became tiny in his presence.
So you should've been used to it.
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... Something was very new about this time. And it wasn't just the lit cigar between his phalanges, different to his usual brand of choice.
Up against his huge chest. Your cheeks were hot, your heart was thumping. His touch was... different. Sat sideways across his lap, he kept you tucked against him with a hand on your thigh. Though on your thigh was a little bit of an understatement- his hand was so huge, he had nearly all of your thigh in his hold.
The other hand, resting on the table, had the cigar held between the index and middle finger. It felt like an impenetrable barrier between you and the outside world... his gold rings gleaming in the low light.
... Perhaps it was the position of his hand. Holding your thigh gently, but with a possessive hint in the curl of his claws that slightly pressed into your flesh. Big, warm bones, the cold metal of the rings... he was holding you like he owned you.
Either way, you were just staring at his jacket lapel. Finding it very hard to cool down. The smell of smoke and gold was overpowering.
(You’d grown pretty adept at just tuning all table conversations out, for fear of overhearing something dangerous. But today, you couldn’t have concentrated on what was being said to Sans by the other two men at the table, even if you tried to.)
You didn’t know what the meeting he was having was about, and whatever it was, he didn’t seem happy about it. But he wasn't furious in a way that would usually frighten you. His energy was much more... reserved. There was a low scowl written across his face, he looked serious, dark. The crack and his scars cast deep and expressive shadows across his face. You were protected from the entire world, like this.
... Usually, you just felt like a tiny plushie in the arms of a big child who needed comforting. Not this time. And as he brushed his thumb slowly, back and forth across your leg... the prickles ran up your spine.
What's wrong with me? You swallowed. Your heart hadn't slowed down, not one bit, hands balled in your apron. What's going on?
... You heard Sans move, above you. You couldn't help but look up at him- and his big eye moved down to you. He seemed to register your altered state, for the first time, emerging a little from his obvious frustration at the other members of the table.
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... His expression changed. Something about him shifted, ever-so-slightly.
His grin lifted, sharpened... his sockets fractionally lidded.
He was smirking at you.
You’d grown accustomed to gleaning as much as possible from Sans’ expressions. It was how you judged his mood, how you saw his grabs coming, how you guessed what he was trying to say with the few words he had available.
Perhaps you were too good, now. Because when he leered down at you like that, gently squeezing your thigh... you could practically hear his words purring through your mind.
“aren’t you cute~?”
You immediately broke eye contact, staring at your own knees. But it to was too late- you felt heat completely flood your face.
... Sans returned his attention to the other people at the table. But not before he gave your thigh another little stroke with his thumb. As if making sure you absolutely knew he saw that.
...
You faintly recalled hearing that Sans, before his famous injury, was something of a... playboy. If you were completely honest, it had been very hard to picture the Sans you knew successfully wooing someone.
...
You could imagine it, now. Very, very well.
#llama writes#hmf sans#look. look. i kNOW#HES HOT OKAY#HES SO HOT#and i know we all love that hes a big ol sweetie and a big somft puppy#but i wanted a lil glimpse of the mf in the hmf yknow#he got the Skull Rizz and the Mafiafell Rizz... /combined/#you cant tell me that wouldnt Do Something ifyouknowwhatimsayin
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I’d like to thank @llamagoddessofficial and @aka-indulgence for filling my maladaptive daydreams
Had to sketch my latest obsession- Horror Sans from aka-indulgence fic “Stay” and hmf!Sans by both mentioned above <3
#I blame y’all writers for my obsessions#I seriously cannot stop help me#how do I function as a normal society member#Horror still best boy#hmf sans#horrortale sans#my art
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HorrorMafiaFell (HMF) Sans belongs to @aka-indulgence
#undertale au#hmf sans#au sans#i couldnt sleep last night/this morning#so i doodled this man#being a goober#give pretty man flower (❤´艸｀❤)#ty big boi for helping me to figure out how to draw big men#skelekins art#threw some quick color on it and wow really jazzes up the sketches
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so uhhhh idk what possessed me but here's @aka-indulgence's hmf!sans
#tw blood#cw blood#blood#horrorfell mafia sans#my art#he a BIG SPOOK#pov: that first night mc saw him
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AHH if fic requests are open, how about a lee!Sayo with ler!Lisa and ler!Yukina please. Maybe Sayo is overworking herself and these 2 come to force Sayo to take a break. No pressure tho :)
omg my first request im so happy aaaah😻 does this mean im famous now anyways i hope you enjoy anon since i sure enjoyed writing it :D (also i knew the normall route would be to make Sayo overwork herself with guitar practice but i wanted to be original pshpshpsh)
Work Can Wait
synopisis: Sayo is up late finishing up student council work but Lisa won't have it.
words: 959!
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"..." Sayo sighed as she neatly stacked the papers in a pile. She, Lisa, and Yukina were going to have a two-day sleepover through the weekend since Lisa's parents were out of town. But unfortunately, the student council hadn't managed to finish all their work which was meant to be done by Monday. And of course, it was all piled up on Sayo.
But it wasn't a lot. She should've been done with it for 1-hour maximum. Or at least that's what she thought. Now an hour and a half had passed and she still had the smaller half to finish. But at least Lisa was kind and lent the living room to Sayo so she could finish it.
"Sayo~! Heey~." the door was swung open by a giddy Lisa. "Sayo, have you finished your work? You said you were gonna be done in an hour so I'm inviting you to play board games with me and Yukina~!" she beamed as she sat down on the couch next to Sayo.
"I would take up on your offer Imai-san. But... I'm not close to finishing it. I'm on the smaller half of it so it should take me just another hour to complete."
"Then leave it for later! We're here to have fun, and besides, you still have two days until Monday~! Come on, you finished school two hours ago and your doing the same things you were doing there~?"
"Yes, but I need to be diligent. The sooner I finish this work the less worry would be upon the others from the student council."
Lisa got closer to her, almost inspecting her face. "But you're blinking a lot. That means you need to take a break at the very least." she sighed. "Alright. Ten more minutes." Sayo mumbled as she fixed her posture and grabbed her pen.
"Hmf...you said that the last time I came to check on you~. Twenty minutes ago." Lisa pouted. "You count the minutes, Imai-san?" Sayo looked a little surprised. "I don't count them, I just noticed how much time had passed."
Lisa's eyes lit up for a second. "Actually, can i stay with you while you finish? I'll be quiet. Promise~!" Lisa loosened up and rested her back on the couch. "Sure, as long as you don't cause a ruckus."
Sayo picked up another paper and signed it in a few places, then placed it into the finished pile. Just as she rested her pen to grab another one she felt a strong squeeze to the side.
"GAHAHA-- Imai-san?" the mint-haired girl looked at Lisa sternly. "What?! It's not my fault you're going crazy and laughing randomly~." she replied with an amused smile on her face. "...Just don't do it again." Sayo sighed realizing that arguing was useless. As she continued clearing papers.
She actually did get through a few before this time she felt another squeeze to the side. But this time, Lisa wasn't set on moving away her hand. "Eheheeek! Nohahahaha! Imahahai! Plehehease." Sayo wiggled around trying to push the other's hand away.
"Alright, alright. But only if you take a break." the brunette offered as she continued spidering around Sayo's side. "I hahaha cahahahant abahahandon haha my wohohohrk lihihike thihihis!" Sayo squealed as Lisa wrapped her hands around her, now attacking both of her sides. "Then too bad~. I guess you have to handle the wrath of the tickle monster~
"EHEHEEEK!" the mint-haired girl's face grew a little redder as she felt the other's hands coming closer to her armpits.
"What is going on here...?" A calmer voice was heard from the entrance. "Oh, Yukina! So sorry, i forgot you were waiting for me~!" Lisa smiled apologetically. "Erm, i'm actually here... because i heard Sayo." Yukina sighed as she examined the scene before her.
If Sayo wasn't flustered already, now she was. "Oh, well, someone is refusing to take a break, so I have to make her. Actually, why don't you help me out~" Lisa smirked. "Minato-san, surely you can see how, erm, idiotic... this situation is..."
"Yeah, I can~." Yukina slowly walked to Sayo, "I think your armpits aren't getting nearly as much attention as they deserve, don't you agree, Lisa?"
"Ayy! I knew I could trust my childhood friend!"
"Minato-san!" Sayo let out her last processor before her arms were pinned above her head by Yukina and she burst into hysterics upon Lisa's touch. "NOHOHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEASE AHAHAHAHAHA!!" she failed around but to no avail.
"Awh, you can't even speak~." Lisa smiled. Sayo's face right now was... weirdly endearing. Finally, Lisa moved away her hands, leaving Sayo a giggly mess. "You know, maybe it's my turn now." Yukina smiled as Sayo once again tried to pull away, "After all, as the leader of Roselia, it's my job that you don't overwork yourselves."
Yukina wiggled her fingers around Sayo's belly, causing the other to try to curl herself. "Wahahahait, ohahahakay I'll haha tahahake a breheheak! Juhuhust stohohahap!" the guitarist whined through her laughter.
"AHAHAHAHAAA!!" Sayo's laughter instantly got louder as yukina decided to go for her belly button. "NAHAHAHAAA", tears prickled on the sides of her eyes. "Oh, it seems we've found a weak spot~!" Lisa grinned as she joined in torturing Sayo's stomach, spidering around on her ribs.
"PLEHEHEHAAA HAHAHAHAHA!" Sayo threw her head back, now completely not being able to talk, only pouring out laughter. "Hm. Seems we got you good." Yukina teased as she continued wiggling her finger around Sayo's belly button.
"Hmm...", Lisa stopped tickling Sayo, "I think she's learned her lesson."
"Me too. I made some tea and it should be at the perfect temperature right now. Wanna join us, Sayo?"
"Erm... Yes..."
"Yay~, mission successful~! After you calm down we can play some board games~★
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Zixuan: *lying on his lounge chair with a cloth over his eyes* Hassang. Light the candles.
Huaisang: who died?
Or are we going to sacrifice you.
Jintang: it's for Huangdi's aromatherapy.
Zixuan: uncultured.
Huaisang: sorry Huangdi. Just don't slap me.
Jintang: does Yao Huangdi do this?
Huaisang: yea he does, but he never asked me to help.
Zixuan: maybe he's allergic to you.
Attendants: oh my, Huangdi is so savage today!
Zixuan: Ni...Nie High Socks.
I mean Huaisang. Please give me a pedicure afterwards.
Huaisang: ew!
Zixuan: *throws a scroll at him*
Huaisang: *ducks* I'm sorry Huangdi!I'm sorry!!
Jintang: Huangdi's feet smell like lotueses and jasmine.
Huaisang: is it because he does papapa with Yanli?
Zixuan: li Huanghou. And don't you mention her and our private life.
Huaisang: *gulps*
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Huaisang: *snipping the loose thread from some of Zixuan's robes* do I have to do this?! *sobs* his robes are so long and beautiful.
Jintang; yes! Huangdi loves to be neat.
And you may please him.
Huaisang: I don't.
Jintang: but if you please him, he might give you gifts.
I always get trinkets from him.
Huaisang: like I give a care.
Your Huangdi is a scary diva.
Jintang: nooo, don't say that about the emperor!
Huaisang: the guy slapped me!
Jintang: it's called punishment, Huaisang. And you shouldn't anger Huangdi.
Huaisang: w..well. I don't want him to slap me again so.
Zixuan: Huasheng!
Huaisang: oh gosh. Not the war cry..
Jintang: go meet him fast! I'll have some attendants deal with his robes.
Zixuan: where is guy with he bad hair day?!
Huaisang: *entering* yes Huangdi.
Zixuan: *points* that vase is ugly. Remove it from in front of me!
Huaisang: that's what you called me for! Anyways, I find it's a pretty vase.
Zixuan: well take it if you want. I don't care.
I can call you for anything.
Huaisang: there. I removed it.
Zixuan: And please do something about this room's lighting. *looks at his reflection* it's messing with my skin.
Huaisang: how does light mess with your skin.
Zixuan: oh come on. Lighting is everything.
Huaisang: fine.
*changes the curtains* is the lighting ok now?
Zixuan: fabulous!
Huaisang: really??
Zixuan: sorry, I was looking at my reflection. Yes, the lighting is fabulous as well. Thank you, Huashang.
Zixuan: I have to go to Jingjing to meet A-Yao, just to deliver some good news!
Huaisang: Jingjing????
Zixuan: duh. That's where A-Yao lives.
Do you have amnesia?
Huaisang: and do I have to come with you?
Zixuan: obviously.
And I want to show Yaoyao my new attendant.
Huaisang: that's rude.
Zixuan: whats so rude about showing your brother that you have hired his frenemy as an attendant who must listen to your every beck and call and satisfy his diva needs, or else he would be fired or caged?
Hauisang: caged?
Zixuan: you didn't hear anything.
And A-Yao won't laugh at you, I promise. But team dimple would.
Huaisang: I despise team dimple. Hmf!!
Zixuan: why? They're fun. And Foxy's besties.
I like how they don't tolerate anyone who's against their boss.
Zixuan: oh! Maybe that's why you don't like them. Lol, sorry.
Anyways.
*makes his peacock feathers appear, which draped alongside his leg*
*raises head* please, drape them properly, remove the ones that is naturally falling out and rest them on that gold plate.
Huaisang: got ya, Huangdi! What do they do with the feathers that fall out?
Zixuan: they put them in a vault.
It's extremely valuable, you know.
Huaisang: ohh lovely.
Zixuan: I plan on giving one to Song'er's bride.
Huaisang; *chokes* Song'er's bride?!!
Zixuan: duh. Song'er is the example of a charming Dianxia. Also A-Yao and I hope that he finds love soon.
Huaisang: (Oh no, what if San ge's spawn has his own spawn. That means that his empire continue.)
Zixuan: um hello!
I hope you aren't plotting anything.
Huaisang: no no! I wasn't!
Zixuan: you do anything to my A-Yao and Song'er. I'll definitely do something to you.
Huaisang: heh heh. Huangdi no need to threaten.
Let me fix your peacock feathers. Hehe.
Zixuan: hold up!
Huaisang: what?
Zixuan: without gloves? Where are they!
Huaisang: ugh! Why do I!!-- fine Huangdi. I'll get them.
Zixuan: why are you so uncultured. *rolls eyes*
Huaisang: *fixing his peacock feathers*
Zixuan: *fanning himself and watching him side eye*
Huaisang: done, Huangdi!
Zixuan: perfect. Now let's go
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Jingjing📍
Zixuan: *arrives*
Huaisang: *comes out and spreads a red carpet next to the caravans exit*
*coldly* Huangdi.
Zixuan: *gracefully exiting* lovely. But smile next time.
Huaisang: *rolls eyes* sure.
Zixuan: don't make me use your eyes as dice. You shouldn't roll them.
Huaisang: (He's worst than San ge, omg)
*entering*
Yao: *surprised* youuu!!
Zixuan: yes me! Yaoyao, sweetheart. *hugs*
Yao: *hugs* Zishie. How are you and Yanli?
Zixuan: that's why I came here!!! To give you some sweet news!
Yao: awwww. Tell me inside!
Zixuan: sure!
Yao: *glancing at huaisang* oh goodness!! What is this!
Zixuan: do you like my new attendant.
Huai cheng. I mean Huaisang.
Huaisang: (San ge, please save me from this nightmare of an emperor. He's scaryyyyy. You were stressful too but he's more extreme. He made me cut his toe nails as well. His toe nails!) *bows* greetings Huangdi.
Zixuan: see how well mannered!
Yao:*laughing* oh my. He looks so good as your attendant. I wish you good luck.
Zixuan: thank you Yaoyao.
I apologize for bringing though, because I know he's banned. But I got to show you somehow.
Yao: it's fine!! I find this so hilarious!
Huaisang: why, San ge, why!
*whispers* I am stressed.
Zixuan: I heard you, Huaikuan.
Yao: *cracking up* Huaikuan.
Huaisamg: he still can't get my name right.
Zixuan: *opens fan* I'm not good with names.
And I'm the stressed one, Handwig.
This morning, I saw that one of my robes are soiled.
My clothes worth more than your fan collection.
Huaisang: it can wash, Huangdi!
Zixuan: I know, but it was unpleasant to see. And don't forget when I got stale tea. I almost died.
Huaisang: San ge, is there any reason why Huangdi is a diva.
Yao: he was born like that.
Zixuan: exactly.
Yao: lol let's go have some snacks.
Zixuan: sounds delightful. Let's go Yaoyao. I'm tired of this guy questioning my life choices.
Hassang, *closes fan* hold my fan.
Huaisang: yea boss.
Yao: never a dull moment.
*walking though the halls*
Zixuan: A-Yao, I had to hire Hassang, because that lazy Zixun disappeared.
Yao: oh, well Huaisang is a very perfect attendant for you. Even though he does nothing at all and stress out team dimple.
Zixuan: I told him countless times to behave, so I wouldn't have that problem.
Yao: delightful. And now where's Zixun? How dare he take a vacation without asking you.
Zixuan: the utter disrespect.
If Hassang ever do that I'll hunt him down and put him in a cage.
Huaisang: I'm right here guys!
Zixuan: but I wasn't talking to you.
Huaisang: *rolls eyes*
Both Huangdis: *sitting*
Zixuan: have a seat Hassang.
See, I'm generous.
Huaisang: *sits*
*sarcasm* waw Huangdi. You're very very generous.
Zixuan: don't make me find something for you to do.
Yao: heehee. Now Zishie! Spill.
Zixuan: yes Yaoyao!
My sweet, adorable Foxy!! I'm a dad once again!!!
Hauisang: waw Zixuan, I didn't know that you were a sugar daddy for a second time.
Zixuan: kneel!
Huaisang: it was just a joke. *sobs* fine, I'm kneeling, I'm kneeling. *sniffles*
Yao: Yanli is pregnant????? Ohhhh wawww!!!!
Zixuan: yes. I...I'm emotional....I'm starting to tear up!!
Yao: *hugs* I'm so so so so happy for you and Yanli!!!
Zixuan: yes.
Yao: *wipes Zixuan's tears*
Yao: oh my, we're all so prosperous aren't we!
Zixuan: yess!!
Huaisang: congratulations, Huangdi.
Zixuan: thank you very much, Hassang. You can stop kneeling. As it's an auspicious moment.
Huaisang: *eye twitches* you're too kind.
Yao: how did A-ling react?! Is he happy that he's getting a baby brother or sister.
Zixuan: yess!!! He's so happy and excited.
Yao: awwww.
Zixuan: Yaoyao! And guess who's in line to hold the baby?!
Yao: who?
Zixuan: you of course!! My amazing and brilliant A-Yao. The hulijing emperor.
Yao: *sniffles* aww Zixuan!
Both: *hugging and crying tears of joy*
Huaisang: Zixuan can cry?
Team D: *entering*
Mo xuanyu: xuan gege!
Xue yang: why are these two divas emotional.
Oh gosh, did someone say that they're not cute.
Su she: Huangdis.
Yao: team dimple.
Zixuan: oh hey!! A-Yu!
Mo xuanyu: *hugs*
Zixuan: guys. A-li is pregnant!!!
Xue yang: you only act innocent, just like Jiggy. But congrats dude!
Su she: congratulations Xuan Huangdi!!!
Mo xuanyu: omg!! Congrats Xuan gege!!
Ugh I feel like crying!
Zixuan and Yao: *stretches arms* bring it in bro!
Mo xuanyu: *hugs* I'm so happy for you.
Zixuan: thank you!!
Yao: you're so cute!!
Zixuan: you too, Yaoyao.
Xue yang: sometimes I forget that mo xuanyu is a diva too.
Su she: they're so cute!
Huaisang: kinda.
Su she and xue yang: *leap into action* HUAISANG! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!!!!
Xue yang: you little sh*t!
Su she: how dare you!
Mo xuanyu: *peeping* Huaisang???
Team dimple: we must protect Yao gege!
Xue yang: *grabs A-Yao and wraps him in his arms.
Su she: *unsheaths sword and blocks A-Yao with mo xuanyu*
Mo xuanyu: *stretches out his arms.*
Zixuan: heehee.
Huaisang: relax team dimple, I'm working for Zixuan.
Zixuan: yea team D. He's my servant now.
Team Dimple: *bursts into laughter*
Xue yang: ahahahhahahahhaha!!!!
Su she: I can't breathe! I can't breathe!!
Mo xuanyu: oh my goodness!!!
Hahahaha. You look great!!
Xue yang: suits you a lot!
Yao: *laughing*
Su she: can we order him around?
Zixuan: of course you can. You were able to when he was working for A-Yao.
Zixuan: A-Yu, A-Yao. Of course team D, Yanli and I are having a private get together for family. It would be amazing if you guys come!
Yao: definitely.
Mo xuanyu: we'll be there!
Xue yang: I think I might not come. I'm not friends with anyone there.
Su she: same. But I would like to accompany Huangdi.
Zixuan: everyone is invited! Stop being so shy.
#the huli jing emperor#foxyao#dimpledlianfang#jin guangyao#jin zixuan#meng yao#part 2#su she#the untamed#hulijing emperor 2
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I might be falling for you (Nezu Chuukichi X reader) Chapter 1
(Y/n)’s POV: I woke up to the sound of my Alarm clock it was 7:00am so i was a bit early i was super excited since today was my first day at Morinomiya Akademi (thats the name of the school i think-) i changed into my outfit and went down to get breakfast nothing out of the ordinary my parents wern’t dead but since they were architects they were always going to other countries but it was fine i knew that they still cared about me i looked at the clock and it was 7:40 i decided i should go to school now it was a 10 minute walk from my house to the school.
I entered the school grounds and immediately got lost so i did the next best thing ask people where the chair woman’s office was i was wandering around for a while before i saw a male with brownish redish hair (i feel like ryuichi has brown redish hair i think) i tapped his shoulder and i asked if he knew where the chair woman’s office was he told me that the chair woman’s office was on the top floor to the left (i’m saying this randomly) i thanked him and headed upstairs to the chair woman’s office.
I entered the office The chairwoman said “Well you’re late Ms / Mr / just y/n (I’m trying to make this gender neutral as i possibly can) (Y/n)” i responded with a “I’m deeply sorry i was lost” she said “hmf well be careful next time” The chair woman told me my class number and where my locker was i bowed before leaving.
i still had a bit of time left so i decided to go look around the clubs i was walking down the hall and i saw a sign that said babysitter’s club and i was quite intrigued so i went inside when i entered i saw an adult with pink hair sleeping about 6 kids playing and the boy i saw before.
the boy with brownish redish hair noticed me and walked up to me before saying “Hello I’m Kashima Ryuichi” I smiled and i responded with “Hello my name is (Y/n) (L/n) It’s a pleasure to meet you. “Welcome to the babysitter’s club are you here to join?” he asked i responded again saying “No i was just wandering around but this club seems nice i might join.” Ryuichi smiled and just then the bell rang. Ryuichi and i were in the same class so we walked together. Ryuichi sat down while i was introducing myself “ My name is (Y/n) (L/n) I hope we can become good freinds” i smiled. In all honesty i was feeling kinda anxious since i was homeschooled most of my life but everyone seemed really nice. The teacher told me to sit down next to Kamitani San i sat down in my seat and the teacher started class. nothing really fun happened during class i was honestly kinda bored out of my mind but it was fine but finally lunch came and i was so happy.
I went to the roof to go eat my lunch my bento included rice,tamagoyaki (its kinda like an egg roll) and some nice vegetables i also packed an apple for desert i didn’t feel super hungry so i only ate half i had 30 minutes left (my school lunch time is about an hour i’m japanese) so i started walking around for i opened the babysitter’s club room door. what i saw was wierd i saw a female with dark blue hair and a male with blonde hair who had a nose bleed and a guy with dark hair and a red scarf i could only guess was the blonde male’s freind i said in a quiet voice “um excuse me what is happening?” Ryuichi turned and looked at me and said“Um (Y/n) what a nice surprise!” I responded with “its nice to see you too ryuichi but who are these three?” The blonde male said “ I’m Yagi-” the dark hair said “ Oi yagi stop being an incovinience to these people come on lets go.” the dark haired male dragged his freind while his freind was whining maybe i don’t really know. ryuichi asked me what was i doing here anyways i said “ I wanted to join the Babysitter’s club” he smiled then introduced every one of the kids they were so Adorable!!!.
anyways after school i went to the babysitter’s club and played with the kids Kamitani was there too after school i walked to my home and decided to go to town it was a 30 minute walk i changed into a hoodie and some jeans (thought that was the most gender neutral outfit) and got my headphones, some cash and my phone. When i got to town i decided to go to go check out some shops and see what i liked then i bumped into someone i looked down and saw twins both covering there eyes with their hair i asked “Oh are you lost?” the boy’s nodded and i told them i would help them i asked them what were there names the more confident boy told me that he was Suekichi and the other boy was Kichi i then realised something these two boys had the same hairstyle as the guy with the dark hair and the red scarf i decided to ask them if they had an older brother that went to Morinomiya high they both nodded i asked them if they knew there address or where there house was,he told me they didn’t i decided to walk around with Kichi and Suekichi while we were passing the game store i couldn’t help but see that suekichi and kichi were eying the new game i stopped walking and turned to them asking if they wanted the new game Suekichi and kichi said “N-No” but i could see that they wanted it i both took the boy’s into the gamestore and bought them the game along with the controller the boys were saying thank you i replied no problem the sun was starting to set and i was getting worried Then we heard a voice yelling “Suekich” and “Kichi” the boys ran to the dark haired boy which i saw in the babysitter’s club before. The dark haired boy looked up at me and came up to me and said “I’m sorry if my brother’s have been troublesome i’ll be careful next time” He apologized I smiled and told him it was no problem before the dark haired boy and the twins left i told them wait because they were forgetting the game i bought them. The dark haired boy said “you don’t have to give us this” i replied with “I bought these two this please take it” before he left he told me that his name was Nezu Chuukichi i smiled and told him my name to before starting walking home in the other direction.
Nezu Chuukichi POV: As we were walking home i couldn’t help thinking about (Y/n) she / he / they / or just (Y/n) seemed like a cool person when we got home the house was quiet since our parents were working and kyouko was asleep while shukichi was studying i decided to make a small dinner for them before going to sleep.
How was it? was the chapter good if not i apologize but if it was yay! see you in the next chapter bye!
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btw for the record kakyoin saying “yes! we did it, jotaro-san!” all playfully in eyes of heaven and 6taro saying “hmf...stop goofing off” is still doing things to my lungs and shit
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I saw your and llama’s post about HorrorFellMafia Sans and fell in love with it! Very nice work, and as thanks, here is a picture :)
I’m not sure how good the quality of the photo will be when you get it tho :/
HOLY- EEEEEE
AHHHHH *instant seretonin*
hes so BIG!!! Like a brick wall!! And she’s so tiny a- (cries)
This is the proportion I was imagining him being, built giant, wide and sturdy… she’s so small and he’s holding her so gently oughougghgh ;;;A;;; these are so soft I love them
Hey hey @llamagoddessofficial look this!
#fanart#hmf!sans#i love everything about this#him picking her up and her sleeping on his arm OUGRHGF#let me tell you i was having a bad day and when I saw this in my inbox I went (pleading emoji)#cheered me up#so thank you#(holds them dearly)#the large. and the smol. very good#love the -> big#yes correct fdjhfgd#Also “I used to rule this city#now I just haunt it” is a banger line woW
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hi!!! i love hmf! sans so fucking much he's just a combo of all my favs <3333, i had an idea for him. what if MC and him dated back before his injury, but her ran away cause ~commitment issues~, and now they meet again, several years later, as completely different people? i feel like in that case The World We Knew by Frank Sinatra would fit him REALLY well. just that bitter longing for a life he can't have anymore...im going feral. ilysm your writing gives me life have a blessed day
the ANGST.
He'd be extra determined to stay away from her, once he has his injury. No matter how hard he misses her, no matter how many hours he spends fantasising about the future they could've had, no matter how the pain never eases despite the time going by. She was the love of his life- and he wants her last memory of him to be the attractive bad boy that could make her laugh so hard her cheeks were hot to the touch.
He doesn't want her to see what he's become... a corpse of the man she once knew. It's better if she thinks he just abandoned her because he's a shit person. She'll move on faster, that way.
As for them meeting- it could go one of two ways. Either she recognises him, or she doesn't.
If she recognises him, it's a lot softer of an encounter than he anticipated. He thought she'd yell at him; and she definitely does, she yells and hits him. But after she's yelled her throat hoarse she holds his face and softly, heartbrokenly asks "What happened to you?"
If she doesn't... well, the fact that she doesn't know who he is makes him start to fantasise about starting anew. Especially when she isn't as afraid of him as he thought she'd be. She fell in love with a skeleton once before, right? Maybe... maybe she could do it again...?
#llamagines#hmf sans#REMINDER THAT AKA INDULGENCE HELPS ME WITH THESE SCENARIOS#shes as much to blame for this as me lol
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I’ve been selfishly doing some self-insert. Wanted to show the skelly hands uwu
The handssss
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it's me again~ ik im probably getting annoying by spamming your askbox 😔 but i just love all your headcanons🥺 ( YOUR MIND IS BRILLIANT). for this request, how will the ikevamp suitors be during MC's bday and she makes them guess her age (like they thought she was in her early 20s cuz she looks young or smth but she's actually in her late 20s or early 30). Love you and thann you in advance if you did this request 💕💕.
Hey there!!! (=ﾟωﾟ)ノ Oh my God no worries for all the asks! I loved doing them! And with yours now, I have finally answered all the asks I had! (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) I am so sorry for the late; I hope you will like it anyway!
Napoleon:
"Happy birthday, nunuche." You plant yourself in front of him, a huge grin on your face. "Heheh thanks! Can you guess my age though?" He smirks and messes your hair. "Well, 22 or something?" You stick your tongue out. "Nope. 29. You loser, try again." He is surprised but then, Monsieur de Wahahah strikes again and he laughs so much everyone hears him in the mansion. "Wow, you're actually old!" You punch his shoulder but laugh with him.
Mozart:
You find a tiny violet on your pillow, with a small piece or paper and a meat handwritten note on it. "Happy birthday." You smile and rush outside to hug tackle Mozart on his way out of the music room. He barely catches you before you kiss him. "Heheh best birthday ever!" You say as you stare at him. "By the way, do you know how old I am?" "Hmf, 23?" You giggle. "Nope! 28, I am a grandma." His eyes widen and you laugh at his shocked Pikachu face.
Leonardo:
As you are cleaning the windows, Leonardo appears behind you and whispers a sweet "Happy birthday, Cara Mia" to your ear. You turn around and throw yourself at his neck. "Heheh thanks. Still in love with the granny I am? "You, a granny? You're like 21, Cara Mia" he laughs. You smirk. "Hah. I'm 31. You've been fooled." He tilts his head and giggles. "Hah, you've got fooling looks, you vecchia." You pinch him as he dies of laughter.
Arthur:
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUV!" he throws himself at you while you are getting out of bed, your nightgown barely staying in place. "Heheh thanks!" You smile anyway. "So, which year do we celebrate?" he asks. "Take a guess, my dear." He smirks. "Pff, as if you could outdo me! I bet you're... 26?" You stick your tongue out. "Wrong! I'm 29! Your instinct has weakened, darling!" He is shocked and the pouts at you. "That was mean." You giggle.
Vincent:
He knocks at your door, holding a painting in front of him. So the first thing you see is him with a painting, saying the sweetest "Happy birthday!" You hug him tightly and he kisses your hair. "Hey" you ask while lifting your chin. "How old do you think I am?" He giggles. "I don't know, hm... 25?" You smile brightly. "I'm 31 hahah. Bet you didn't expect that!" He smiles and kisses your nose. "Whatever it is, you are still the most perfect." You blush.
Theodorus:
"So, hondje's getting old? Won't give you maturity though!" He smirks while messing with your hair. "Pff!" You slap his arm. "Show some respect to me!" "Pff, you're still a stupid baby." "Oh yeah? Try guessing my age, then!" He stares at you, making you blush. "23." You smirk. "You fool, I am 30! Who's stupid now?" The shock wave passed, he smirks and carries you like a potato sack! "Shut up, knabbeltje, or I'm eating you." "GO ON, COWARD!"
Isaac:
"H-happy birthday..." Isaac is so very cute, blushing like this while grabbing your fingers. "Thanks, Isaac. Do you want to try guessing my age?" He stares, tomato red. But he tries anyway. "Well, you, you seem young so- 25?" You smile and gently kiss his cheek. "Almost, I am 27. I hope I'm not too old for you?" You laugh while he grabs your waist for a tight hug. "You, I don't-! I don't care... And I am older anyway, so- huh- anyway-!" You giggle.
Jean:
"Happy birthday, Mademoiselle." Jean is standing there, cake in hand. "Oh thank you, Jean! Did you bake this yourself?" He nods and you smile at the icing letters. "I wanted to put your age but I realised I don't know it." "Oh, how old do you think I am?" "20?" You laugh. "Add 7 years! I am 27." His eyes widen and he just stares at you, making you blush. "I am old, aren't I...?" He smiles and caresses your hair. "Not at all, age doesn't matter to me."
Dazai:
"Yoshiko-san! Happy birthday!" You laugh at Dazai climbing over your window and falling in your room. "Hahah thanks!" He collapses on your bed. "So. For how long have you lived?" You smirk and poke his cheek. "Take a gues." "Hmmm, 23?" You giggle. "You're far!" "Oh my, are you 25?" You stick your tongue out. "29, you weren't close!" He has a soft laugh. "Your beauty has not withered with time." You blush deep shades of red while he laughs.
William:
"Happy birthday, my Juliet." You laugh and kiss his cheek. "Thanks, my Romeo. I hope we wont't face the same tragic end! Oh well, cannot be the case since I am way older than Juliet." Will looks lost in thought. "Hm, how old are thee, then?" You laugh. "Take a guess?" "Hm... I will say, 22. Young adult." "Hahah not at all! Add 6 years!" He is shocked. "Oh my, that much?" You giggle. "You are into oldies!" He smirks and kisses you.
Comte:
"Happy birthday, ma chérie." Comte has a huge present box in hands. "Oh thank you chéri!" You throw yourself at him and he spins you around. "What age do we celebrate?" You grin. "What do you think?" He kisses your nose. "Whatever it is, it doesn't change anything." You blush. "You're unfair. Take a guess!" He laughs. "Okay, then, 24?" You kiss his cheek. "31. I am old." He giggles. "Never older than me, however." You laugh your head off in his arms.
Sebastian:
"Happy birthday." You stare in awe at the gigantic cake on the kitchen table. "Oh my God, Sebastian! This is amazing!!! Thank you!!!" You hug him so tight he nearly falls. "Oh, watch out! Youngsters these days..." he smirks. You pout. "I am not a youngster!" "Oh really? You cannot be older than 25." You grin. "I am 30, Mr Perfect Butler." His eyes widen slightly. But it is still younger than me." And as you proceed to grumble, he shuts you up with a deep kiss.
Thank you for all the asks!!! It was such an amazing experience!!! ｡･ﾟヾ(✦థ ｪ థ)ﾉ｡ﾟ･｡ I will give you a headsup when I open them again! Thank you all for sticking with me and having so much patience, love you all and you are all so very precious ♡♡♡ take care and stay safe! (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ
On with the tag squad!!! ლ(´◉❥◉｀ლ)
@cybirdcursedme
@ravenarld (even if it's already your ask xD)
@thesirenwashere
#ikemen vampire#ikevamp#ikevamp napoleon#ikevamp mozart#ikevamp leonardo#ikevamp arthur#ikevamp vincent#ikevamp theo#ikevamp isaac#ikevamp jean#ikevamp dazai#ikevamp william#ikevamp comte#ikevamp sebastian
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BAE / voice drama sample
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Names
S: Sugasano Allen
H: Yeon Hajun
F: Anne Faulkner
S: Just this much, huh. Not enough at all.
H: Please don't ask for the impossible. This live house can't take in any more people.
F: Don't ask for too much. We should be grateful.
S: 'Grateful'? It's meaningless unless we get so much people we have to restrict entrance.
F: Well, that's true... Honestly, this much isn't enough at all.
H: Do you have any plans to gather more people?
S: No. Make good music... that's all.
F: You're just as usual, huh.
S: I will prove us with my music.
Mob 1: Hajun-kun! Can I take a picture with you? Ah, I-I have all of the magazines you're in, umm...
H: I see! I'm so happy.
Well then... Shall I have you let me appear in your dreams tonight?
Please have fun today! Let's meet again[1].
F: As expected from the Smiling Noble.
H: This is also one of the secret of success in life.
F: That so. Oh, sorry, I'm gonna go to the toilet so you guys just go to the VIP room first.
S: 'Kay.
Y: Hmf. I'm going too.
***
Mob 2: (Man, that big sis[2] over there looks real good!)
Hey, hey, big sis! That's the toilet for guys, what's up with you?
Ah, don't tell me you're so lonely you coudn't hold yourself?
F: (Haha. So there's still an idiot who doesn't know me. I guess I'll play with him a little.)
If that's true, what are you gonna do about it? Big bro.[3]
Mob 2: W-well then, with me...
H: That's enough.
Mob 2: Huh? The fuck's up with you?
I'm in the good partー
F: Wait, Hajun!
H: Anne, don't play with this here, let's go.
Mob 2: What the fuck did you say, bastard!?
Watch your mouthー
H: Do you have a problem?
Mob 2: U-ugh...
H: This person cannot be handled by lowly mediocres like you.
F: Isn't it enough already? I'm just teasing him a bit.
I lost interest. Let's go.
H: Ah, I'm sorry. Are you alright?
F: Aah, seriously. How could you have that kind of smile right after the exchange earlier?
***
S: You guys are late. Where did you go?
H: Yes. Anne got hit on by drunkards, again.
S: Geez. Quietly go back in times like those, at least. 'Cause you're already easily misunderstood as it is.
F: Haa? And what's wrong with that?
I’ve always told you that I just want to live as I want.
S: ...Sorry.
F: To begin with, Allen, you're only all about musicー
H: Okay, okay, the fight ends here.
F: Hey. Something fell.
H: Oh, I'm sorry.
S: What's that? Some kind of a letter?
H: I wonder what it is. It seems to be addressed to us.
When did this thing...?
F: And? The inside is? Fan letter? [..]?[4]
S: Oi, Hajun, show that to me!
F: What's wrong? You're turning pale. Is a dangerous picture of you and your ex-girlfriend's in there?
S: ...Paradox...
F: Allen... What did you just...?
H: Club Paradox?
F: Paradox is... that Paradox?
S: Yeah! Every phantom rapper knows it!
It was the place where Phantom Live were carried out for the first time in the world, ten years ago!
You can't talk about the hip hop scene without talking about Paradox!
Even now it's still talked aboutー
H: It was the home of the legendary MC team Buraikan[5], isn't it?
I heard that for a million times already.
F: Hajun, just let him say this: 'One day, I'll definitely surpass Bureikan!', too.
S: In a less than a year, they managed to monopolize each country's hit chart... their sales reached more than two billion CDs! They're both the origin and the top of Phantom Lives! And, they're also the existence we have to surpass no matter what.
F: And, what does that Paradox want to do with us?
H: Whether or not it's real is still suspicious, too.
F: Isn't it interesting? Let's look what's inside.
H: Invitation... so it's an invitation.
F: It seems that there's another paper inside. Let's read it.
S: I see. In short, the new people in charge now are going to hold an event to decide who's the strongest, huh.
H: He-eh, isn't that interesting?
S: Yeah. Only if they really do it, though.
H: That's true.
S: Paradox is a live house that disappeared ten years ago along with Bureikan's retirement.
F: I can understand teams disappearing, but why did Paradox disappear?
S: That's... I don't know either. In a night, it just disappeared without a trace.
H: It sounds even fishier now. That invitation is probably either a tease or a prank, isn't it.
S: I don't know what their aim is, but they have guts to use the name Paradox.
F: Huh? What's this? What's going on?
H: Anne? What's wrong?
F: Look at this.
H: Hm? Huh? This is...
Notes
[1] He said this in Korean.
[2] Onee-san. Doesn’t necessarily means ‘big sis’ as in siblings, but could also be taken as something like ‘gal’, and could be used to call women you don’t know.
[3] Onii-san. Same as onee-san, ‘big bro’ but could be used to call men you don’t know.
[4] I can’t really hear what Anne said... anyone, fill me in?
[5] I heard it as Buraikan, and it could be that it’s written as 無頼漢、which means ruffian/scoundrel/villain. Not sure ‘til we get official readings, though!
I can’t believe Hajun is the mom friend. I love him so much. Also, Mob 1 is me.
*Also, hi, I made a mistake on one of Allen’s lines when they’re talking about Paradox. It was after Anne saying: “...that Paradox?”. Though it’s not really substantial at all :-D
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ENDGAME STUDY ! SAKYO FURUICHI PART 3
To be honest, I finished translating this yesterday but kinda tired posting it~
I wondered a while for why this cool looking Sakyo card included as Comedy type and got the answer until at the very end of this story... THIS STORY INCLUDE AS COMEDIC !!! lol
And I admit he should never become a king or ruler (even his face support enough, company’s accounting better for you)
Like always japanese and english aren’t my mother language so bear with me
Izumi : You three looks so cool !
Tsumugi : Thank you very much
Guy : This looks more real like
Tsumugi : Sakyo-san too looks good
Sakyo : King isn't just appearance or it just looks good on costume
Izumi : You’re not. You're looks so king like
- How about your king's feels ?
- You gone through your saving isn't
Izumi : How's your feeling about becoming a king ?
Sakyo : I'm still not getting used of this costume but... not bad
I never expected to role play as king in chess, so I’ve been too absorbed
Izumi : Fufu. That's good. The crown too looks good on you !
Sakyo : Hmf, I see
Tsumugi : I heard this week you do saving more harsh than usual
Sakyo : Just right in time. Those kids are so lazy lately
And I learn new saving ways too
Guy : Chigasaki and Izumida keep saying it should ended fast
Sakyo : It doesn't sounds bad as they said. Even the event ended too I still plan to continuing it for a while
Izumi : Well well... The important part is you finished your character building isn't, Sakyo-san !
Guy : Yeah, I can feel Furuichi and Tsukioka character's atmosphere came out
Izumi : And somehow you become yakuza like, Guy-san...
Sakyo : It's Sakoda and Nanao's fault. I gonna teach those two a lesson after this
Guy : I feel sorry for those two for teaching me from a scratch
Tsugumi : It's fine, Guy-san too looks like a knight
Staff : Opening ceremony will begin soon, please look at this
Sakyo : Yosh, let's go
Chairman : Well then, King-sama will declare the opening. King-sama, Bishop-sama, and Knight-sama come forward !
Sakyo : "Finally I can show everyone my grand chess, I'm really happy"
"Enjoy this place at fullest"
Chairman : Thank you, King-sama...
Sakyo : "Our country have tight finance. So I always talked about saving saving all the time to you my people, but let me tell this *
Izumi : Eh ?
Sakyo : "I really grateful to all of you. That's why at least let me repay you all with this amusement, this grand chess construction--
Izumi : (Sakyo-san digging too deep, now he's talk more than declaration...!)
Sakyo : "I can't pull the saving plan for a while but for now just take a break by enjoying this place"
Tsumugi : "You even tell them that far, as expected from King-sama"
Guy : "We too, very grateful to King-sama. Because King-sama teach us your saving plans, our country are safe"
Sakyo : "... Yeah. It's good having you two here" **
Izumi : (Tsumugi-san and Guy-san nice follow. Fufu, Sakyo-san seems a bit distracted there)
Onlooker A : Country safe with saving plans ?
Onlooker B : Building a grand chess to take a break, sounds a impossible settings to me !
Onlooker C : But realistic word like financial difficulty sounds interesting ! Feels catchy
Izumi : They took the bait somehow. This count as success...maybe ?
Sakyo : "-- Well then right here, I hereby declare the opening !"
Italic line : Read Guy R story, it’s all about how Guy learn new ways becoming a knight from Sakoda and Taichi eventhough I still wondering for why he do that since he was Citron’s bodyguard. In the end he learn to become Yakuza from them (XD)
** This line Sakyo say with double meanings since those two stopped him for going too far
*To be honest, I NEVER THOUGHT HIS MIND OF TYRANT KING AS STINGY PERSON (lol) and yeah can’t blame him for digging in character too deep. Troupe members mostly do performance with whole story not just a piece of information like this event.
But... HAHAHAHAHA... I JUST LAUGHED HARD READ HIS LINE UNTIL TSUMUGI GUY PULL THE BRAKE. He’s just too realistic, maybe he think Mankai Company as his small country~ (and seems a bit guilty about keep pressing his way of live to them)
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