BAY CITY ROMANCE 𖥻 002 𖥻 SECOND YR!

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synopsis: back in the main building, scrambling students await their results. what happens when you get lost in the sea of students?

warnings: chuuya hating on everyone, ranpo getting lost, u losing everyone (physically cuz its crowded as HELL)...

notes: UMMMM SORRY FOR BEING IA was broken up w IM SORY i’ll b more active now that school’s overr!!! n im graduating too soo ULL SEE MORE FROM ME…. DONT FORGET… I PROMSIED

Rushing along the hallways, you step down from the staircase to reach the exit. Seeing familiar faces, you waved at them in a rushed manner as your friends continued to make your phone vibrate with countless notifications, frustration bubbling in your head. Quietly setting your phone on “Do Not Disturb”, you maneuver yourself through the campus flawlessly. Although you have only been here for a year, you were meticulous enough to observe the layout of the campus, familiarizing yourself with the buildings and halls of the school. Truth be told, it can be confusing, with equally puzzling hallways, even if there were guides at the beginning of each structure. Rarely do students try and remember the school's architecture, knowing how time-consuming it can be. You find it amusing how students, as old as they are, wander around the building aimlessly in an attempt to reach their assigned facility. However, you can’t blame them, being a victim of the school’s complex walls, although rarely. You take pride in yourself for analyzing the school with such keen observation, landing yourself in front of the Inari hall (law-based strand hall), you take a sharp turn and see the faint silhouette of the Amaterasu hall (main building). Slowing down, you started walking, looking at the time, which relieved you as you arrived 10 minutes before the publishing. You kicked a rock while moving your feet, encoding the password in your phone before typing a quick ‘I’m here’ to the group chat.

Walking through the doors with newfound confidence, the students turned to look at you, with their eyes lingering on you briefly before resuming their tasks. You observed each student, some typing away on their laptops, some chatting with their friends, and some sleeping in the corners of the hall. A particular student came up to you, wrapping their arms around your neck from behind, and alerted you with their voice, “[Name]! Hi!” Slurring out the vowels of his greeting, Ranpo greeted you loudly, catching the attention of a few students before resuming their actions.

“Ranpo, don’t be so loud!” Yosano came from behind him, smacking the back of his head while ignoring his protests. “Yo, [Name]. We saw your texts.” She leaned to you, wrapping an arm around Ranpo in the process, making you laugh at his complaints. “Okay, and you came here for?” You asked, but cut yourself off, “Wait, right, for the tests.” Yosano gave you a look that could only be identified as ‘obviously’ written all over her face. “Just wanted to catch up with you. This fucker over here wanted to arrive first before you.” She turned to Ranpo, tightening her arm around his neck. “Hey! The cat on the sidewalk was just too cute not to notice!” He defended, jolting his head up towards the girl, “Not my fault he started meowing as soon as he saw me!” Yosano sighed, “We would’ve been there 10 minutes before [Name] was here,” She clicked her tongue, “Whatever.”

You were busy watching the two bicker when the doors opened, revealing a certain Philosophy major and business major, and entered the building, immediately locking their eyes on the three of you. Before they could do anything, though, the speaker vibrated with sound. “Results in 5 minutes, please proceed to the main hall.” As soon as it ended, students started clamoring around, trying to fix their things to make it into the hall in time. Some students started running, paying no mind to the papers falling to the floor. You’d understand, the year was about to end, anyway. Noticing the rush and excitement of the students, you locked eyes with Yosano, a plan brewing in both minds. Nodding, Yosano pried her arm off Ranpo.

You and Yosano ran, laughing loudly when Ranpo’s screams of protest echoed through the crowded hall, ceasing once he caught sight of Sigma and Fyodor. “Fuck, man!” You heaved out, “Don’t ever make me run a marathon like that ever fucking again,” Panting, Yosano laughed at your exasperated expression. “Get in shape, come on!” She encouraged you lightly, shoving your shoulder as you glared at her playfully. “Don’t worry, we’ll be fine.” Yosano reassured, however, face blanking as she remembered Ranpo; “Well, not really. Ranpo will scold us for God knows how long for leaving him.” You laughed breathlessly, awaiting the results excitedly as a pair of hands took hold of your shoulders. “Guess who,” The baritone voice was heard from your left ear, making you jump. “Fyo!” You greeted him, turning around almost instantly, and hugged him. “Hi,” He said softly. Next to him was Sigma, who waved at you gently. Yosano waved at them in response, “Fyodor, what happened to your other friends? I thought they’d be here.” She queried, crossing her arms on the railing. “I tried to get them to go, but they said they’d wait for the online posting.” Fyodor mimicked her actions, Yosano shaking her head, “Lazy asses.” She muttered, which earned a smirk from Fyodor in return. “Did you all just forget about me?!” Ranpo whined, pouting at the both of you. You chuckled at his behavior, “Yeah--”

The bell rang through the hall, catching the attention of all the students present. “Oh, shit!” Chuuya’s voice resounded through the room, as he landed on Ranpo while running. “I didn’t hear the fucking announcement!” Ranpo voiced out an ‘oof!’, lunging forward after feeling the impact of Chuuya’s body on him. “Chuuya!” He shouted, earning multiple protests from students around him. “You okay?” Fyodor asked both of them, handing out his arms for them to grab. “Thanks, I guess.” Chuuya shook off nonexistent dirt from his clothes and stretched out his arms, receiving only a smile from Fyodor in return. “Guys, shut the fuck up.” Yosano shushed them, the screen illuminating with the results. With all the different majors, it would be hard to identify where your results are.

Fortunately, there were different screens to look through, one for each major. It stretches out until the end of the hall, with various monitors assigned for each strand. “Oh, oh. Where is Business Management?” Sigma muttered, mostly to themselves, walking off as she stared off at the multiple screens. “Sigma, wait! Come here, it’s over here.” You stated, ushering her to your left while pointing at a certain screen. He followed your finger, walking with your hand on their lower back. “Thank you, [Name], I see it,” He looked at you, evident that he was grateful for your actions. “Thank you!” Sigma runs off, and your eyes quickly drift back to the screen, not before whispering a ‘you’re welcome’ that was left unheard. “Psychology, psychology…” You sauntered around the wide building, abandoning your friends to look for your major. “Oh, fuck! There you are.” Spotting your major gave you incredible whiplash, as you tried to spot your name following your major, indicated with bold letters, attracting many people after you.

[Name] [L. Name] - 4.0

Holy fuck.

You didn’t want to say you expected it, you would perceive that would be quite egotistical of you, but with the work you have done and the time you have sacrificed in order to get such a rank, you felt as if you deserved the position. Disregarding the feelings of others (especially the top 2, you muttered a quiet apology to them mentally) was never an option for you, but holding yourself in high regard is deserving for you, as hardworking as you are. Pride washed over you, but not arrogance, you would never allow that to happen, as a student striving for success. Pride would only be your downfall, that much you knew, and that was enough reason to avoid the emotion entirely. You excused yourself from the crowd, heading back to where you thought your friends were to share your results. However, as you expected, they were not present. The only person you saw was Ranpo, seemingly confused as the crowd made the layout too convoluted to navigate.

“Ranpo,” You voiced out, his head turning towards you, flashing you a bright smile. “Hey, have you seen your scores yet?” He asked, squishing his way through, earning groans from other people as he slipped past them. He didn’t bother muttering an apology, clicking his tongue as he tried to reach you. You stood still, albeit moving quite a bit from the numerous people moving from every side. “Yeah! I did-- shit,” Interrupted by the impact of another body, you stumbled towards Ranpo, catching him off guard. His eyes scrunched in annoyance-- not to you, of course, it would never be you. “What did you get, then?” His tone portrayed annoyance, evident to both of you, “You already know.” Sending a knowing wink to him, he responded with a smirk that showcases his pride.

Of course, he would not say it out loud, but he was incredibly proud of you, and he knew that you were aware, so he found no need to voice it out loud. Ranpo was observant, too observant for your own liking, it was unnerving to others but it was natural to you and the group. His observant nature was what made him rise in popularity as a student, anyway. He was talented, that much you knew, but he disliked trying new activities that would make his reputation grow. He didn’t mind, though. He was tranquil with what he had, despite the unruliness of the school. “Of course I do.” He responded, grabbing your wrists gently to guide you out of the crowded hall, before you could ask, however, he swiftly cut you off, “I don’t have to check my scores to know what rank I am!” He exclaimed proudly, a laugh bubbling from his throat, reverting back to his childish persona. You chuckled at this, raising your hand to cover the crinkle of your mouth. “A failing grade?” You joked, earning an expression of shock from the man. “No, no way!” He protested, putting his arms up in defense. “It’s a perfect score. I know it, I know it!” He said, balling up his fists in childish protest.

“We should go to the cafeteria, no? I heard there was a new cafe.” You suggested, averting the topic completely. You really wanted to go, seeing as the wave of students won’t cease anytime soon. “Yeah… yeah, we should.” His grip on your wrist didn’t falter, as he guided you outside. This action surprised you, as Ranpo was used to being led, not leading you. A few minutes pass and you are led to a secluded area, void of any students. You wish you knew how you got here, but Ranpo only bashfully smiled at his current position. “Um… at least there are no students, right?” He awkwardly commented, his voice filling the air and entering your ears, wincing at your annoyed expression. “Yeah.” You calmly responded, however, the coldness in your voice was enough to make him think that you were exasperated. “No, I’m not annoyed,” You waved him off, “I know what you’re thinking.” Standing up, you led him to the closest exit, which was to your right. Your footsteps resounded across the empty hallway, leading you back to the crowded area. Ranpo rushed to you to get hold of your clothes, gripping them tightly so as not to lose you. You lazily navigated the long building, pushing some students until you reached the long awaiting exit with Ranpo.

“[Name],” He drawled out, “Where are the others? I wanna go to the cafe with them too…” He mumbled, letting go of your shoulder. “Yeah, yeah. Let me text them,” You fished out your phone, rolling your eyes playfully. “You have your phone, right? Why don’t you go talk to them?” Ranpo huffed, “‘cause I don’t want to!”

“Fine, then.” You waved him off, walking without him by your side. Alarmed at this, he chased after you, “Yo, hey! [Name], wait!” You ran faster at this, snickering at his growing yells, hiding behind a tree when you’re sure he can’t see you, and you opened your message app.

trivia:

fyodor would have gone with your group even if his other friends showed up.

HALLS AND ESTABLISHMENTS

okuninushi hall — ABM strands (has a library, 3rd biggest)

omoikane hall— HUMSS (1st most extensive library)

jurojin library, separate from the HUMSS building but considered a parr of it

takeminakata hall — agriculture, nature strands, etc (2nd most extensive library)

benzaiten hall — general academics (art, sports, also includes the theater, mini theater, miscellaneous stuff)

theater is called ame-no-uzume

inari hall — law-based strands (small building, but has the 4th most extensive library)

sarutahiko hall — sports complex

amaterasu hall — main building, has awarding hall and award section

daikokuten/daikoku hall — math-centered majors hall (archi, statistics, etc)

izanagi hall — med/health building (close to the HUMSS hall)

ryujin hall — science/biology hall (mainly sci/physics strands) (connects to med/health)

tg: @iruc @celestair

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BAY CITY ROMANCE 𖥻 005 𖥻 KITTY KITTY!

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synopsis. fyodor's sudden invitation, a cat, and a couple led you to uncertain circumstances.

warnings. HORRIBLE description of the surroundings.. so sorry... i wrote this while watching one piece, you and fyodor share a nice meal!! the cats love fyodor

notes. sorry!! i was really busy these past few weeks bc of school ahh I'm here now;.. maybe after ill be busy again HAHAHA my midterms r soso nhear. but here's a fyodor centric chapter to make up for my absence AND the final ep of bsd CUZZZ IT WAS SO SICK

Getting up from your bed, you allowed yourself to stretch before shortly heading over to your closet. Your dorm was relatively simple as the university provided minimal space to encompass your belongings. From the door, your bed was squeezed into the leftmost corner of the room. a large circular black carpet was sprawled underneath your furniture, below some potted plants and your work setup, which was to the rightmost corner of the room. Beside your bed, a simple coffee table that houses a figurine you bought a while back with your friends, and the traditional alarm clock that you perceive as a treasure amongst the sea of belongings inside your dorm. The space provided was wide enough to encompass a projector and a few shelves that house your books. Averting your eyes from the protruding stack of clothes nestled beside the closet, you continue your avid search in the clutter you call your closet to prepare for the events that ought to happen later. Fyodor doesn’t mind the style you choose-- at all, even complimenting your style on several occasions, so you do not have to think twice about choosing what to wear. Settling for a simple outfit, you grabbed your previous clothing to add to the heap of fabric on the side of the room. 

It took a bit to prepare for the outing, gathering your needed items in a sling bag you thought fit best for the occasion. Still, you admired your look for a bit before swinging your bag over your shoulder and grabbing your phone to type a reply back to Fyodor hastily. Panic intruded your body as his texts registered in your mind, and bolted to the door to leave as fast as possible. However, what you didn’t consider, was Fyodor’s presence behind the door; jumping as soon as you opened it, putting your hand over your heart and clenching it while heaving slightly. “Don’t ever do that ever again, Fyodor!” You punched him lightly, relieved that it was just him. Turning back, you muttered to yourself, stopping as you heard him chuckle faintly. “What? What do you want?” You spat, although not in an offensive manner, and he smiled at you. “Nothing, you look great.” He breathed out, albeit sweetly, before adding, “You also took your sweet time, didn’t you?” 

Flustered at his words, you cleared your throat, mumbling a compliment to him that he caught. He was straightforward in his approach, clothes representing the man very well; clad in an oversized black dress shirt with a few buttons loose, partially tucked in black dress pants, sleek leather shoes that you thought were fitting for a man like him, and finally, a brown trench coat that perfected the entire outfit. You must have been staring for too long, as he smiled at you knowingly, “Are you done staring, [Name]?” He adjusted the end of his sleeves, flicking his wrists every so often. 

He caught you. That was enough to make you avert your eyes immediately, earning a soft laugh from him. His chuckle was enough to land a familiar feeling in your stomach, embarrassment, maybe, you weren’t sure. The travel to the cafe was not long, but your insatiable curiosity about nature was enough to delay your arrival for a few minutes. Of course, Fyodor held his patience, smiling softly at everything you pointed at for him to see. First were the cicadas, then the small cat wobbling around, and finally, the pretty flowers that were exceptional to the eye. His gaze on you was inconspicuous, glancing at you every so often. You weren’t oblivious to the stares he was giving you, truth be told, you returned the looks he gave you. “Hey, we’re here.” You said in realization, Fyodor releasing his hands from his pockets to open the door for you. “After you,” he whispered, following suit after you entered. The slight tinkle of the bell alerted the staff; Oh, isn’t it Ranpo for today? You thought. Almost as if he heard you, he peeked from the cash register, smile widening in realization after seeing the both of you. “Fyodor! [Name]! It’s you!” He rushed over, waving in excitement. The soft chatter of the customers halted after he shouted, gazing over at him in mild annoyance, but it didn’t matter to him. The cafe wasn’t packed as it was normally, leaving a few vacant seats for you and Fyodor to take. After peering behind the door, your eyes landed briefly on the cats wandering aimlessly to customers. A select few, namely the most eccentric ones, in your opinion, lounged around their beds, scratching and nipping at their toys. Fyodor called out to you, which made you flicker your eyes to him in recognition. “I paid for your admission, so don’t worry about paying me back.” Said Fyodor, reassuring you. Ranpo was heard snickering from behind him, “Stop sounding like a gentleman, dumbass Fyo,” He joked, “I lowered the admission prices for you both. The total isn’t even worth the price of one undiscounted admission.” He revealed, making Fyodor deadpan. Fyodor turned to you, apologetic eyes meeting yours, as you walked over to him to pat his shoulder. Fyodor was uncharacteristically sweet to your group, paying for your meals every so often. The origins of his copious amounts of money were left lingering in your head, but you don’t bring the question up to him. “You didn’t tell me,” He reasoned, his voice enlaced with a hint of embarrassment, fingers glazing his credit card before handing it over to Ranpo, who accepted it gleefully. “Okay, since you’re so adamant about paying on their behalf!” He swiped the card, tapping on the monitor before stating, “You’re not getting that discount anymore!” Cheekily, he winked at both of you, making you wave your hands in protest at him, while Fyodor hummed in agreement. “Sure.” He responded curtly, which made you freeze, turning to him slowly. “Hey, you’re funny.” 

“Oh, really? You’re so kind! You’re paying for the entire menu too, Fyo!” 

You weren’t sure how you got into your position now. You poked your fork desultorily at your food, eyes flickering from Fyodor to the cats meowing at your feet. A smile was present on Fyodor’s face, sighing in contentment at the taste of the tea he ordered. A black cat was perched on his lap, tail moving as he leaned into Fyodor’s touch. “So, why did you bring me here?” You let the question slip before you could notice, genuinely curious about his motives. He gazed at you upon hearing that question, pausing his actions to face you. “Well, I just wanted to hang out with someone here,” he pursed his lips, locking his eyes with yours, and you found it hard to tear your gaze away from him. “I wanted to ask you and Sigma originally, but since she couldn’t go, I opted to ask you instead.” Admittedly, you looked away, feeling abashed, and focused on the cat rubbing itself on your leg. He was cute, in a way, a white cat with a scar on its left eye and gentle paws marked in black. Picking him up, you cooed, the cat meowing in return. “His name is Kolya, Fyo!” You shoved the cat in his face, making him scrunch his face in surprise as he took the cat from you. At this, the cat in his lap jumped off, which prompted Fyodor to sigh lightly, taking the cat for himself. Oh, Kolya. He thought, eyes blinking at the cat, to which the latter did the same, squinting his eyes in recognition. He looks exactly like Nikolai. He recalled his friend motioning towards a cat that looked exactly like him, but he paid no mind to his friend, but now that he studied his features, it looked exactly like him-- save for the humanistic characteristics and his signature white hair. Looking at it now, he held the cat closer to his face, before feeling the cat’s paws atop his nose. “Oh, he’s cute!” You leaned to the side to get a closer look at Fyodor and the cat; however, the former seemed to be frozen in place. Fyodor sighs before letting out an amused chuckle, gently placing the cat down beside him. “Yeah, it really is cute.”

A few hours passed-- although it felt like mere minutes to you and Fyodor, and both of you decided it was best to leave. Arranging the plates on your table, you carefully stood up; the cats walked past you to give you way. Muttering an apology to them, you took in the soft scenery the cafe provided, breathing out and walking towards the door. Fyodor greeted you and opened the door, thanking him softly as you walked out. He left you to wander outside as he settled the bill with Ranpo, which resulted in further delay; not that you minded, though, it allowed you to leave the cafe to observe the evening sky outside. 

The sky painted itself in gradient hues of orange and blue, fading into unique colors that marveled in the distance. It was peaceful, with the sound of cicadas chirping mixing with the sound of the wind, you found tranquility in this atmosphere. You breathed out, gaping at the clouds that blended with the sky’s colors. This wasn’t new to you, and once you heard the bell ring, you looked over the horizon to meet Fyodor’s eyes, and in response, blinked at the sudden eye contact. “Hi,” He said, and you waved at him enthusiastically. “Hi, Fyo!” You replied, making him nod; “I’m going to talk with Ranpo for a minute, if that’s okay.” He scanned your eyes in hopes of finding approval and smiled softly once he did. “Of course, Fyo! I can wait.” Smiling sincerely, you set your attention to the couple leaving the cafe, but once they opened the door, a certain white cat came rushing out. It seemed that the clamor alerted Ranpo from behind the cash register, and he shot up, before slamming his hand on the table to steady himself to properly observe the situation. “Kolya?!” He yelled, and the cat stared at him briefly before speeding out of the main door. You forgot to close it, so you stared at Ranpo in an apologetic manner, but he couldn’t quite notice it as he bolted for the entrance. 

“[Name], help me catch him!” He pointed at the cat, and Fyodor simply stared at the commotion. You sighed in exasperation, “I get to keep this cat, alright?!” And so, you ran for the cat with newfound determination-- it would be your new pet if you caught it, after all! The thought made you giggle silently, and you could slightly hear Ranpo fuming as he spat warnings towards the couple that allowed Kolya to get away. Yelling out countless apologies to the passersby that you ran past, your eyes locked on the cat that was slipping from your sight. After a bit of running, you found (supposedly) your cat in the hands of another. You halted your movements, your feet skidding to a stop in front of a foreign man. He, however, didn’t pay any attention to you, but to your cat. Nevertheless, once you caught your breath, he acknowledged your presence. “Oh, you were looking for him?” His voice had a playful lilt to it, which matched his appearance. His eyes were what captivated you most, heterochromia eyes with the shade of bluish grey and emerald boring right back at your own; his abnormally long braided white hair that coincidentally matched the fur of the cat he held. Your eyes trailed down toward his outfit, which consisted of a pair of oversized jeans and an equally oversized bomber jacket, zipped until his chest which revealed a bit of the shirt he was wearing. Kolya’s meow broke your train of thought, and the stranger giggled at this. 

You felt as if you had met this man before, but from where, you were clueless. “Did Kolya escape from the cafe again?” Cuddling up to the cat, he addressed his statement in a manner that made you think it was directed at Kolya instead of you. Crossing your arms, you let out an unamused sigh, which made the man’s attention drift towards you in response. “Ah, hi!” He called out to you, “Sorry, sorry! This cat’s a bit of a troublemaker,” He admitted, flustered, and looked at you apologetically. “Have I seen you before?” You questioned, and he blinked, before laughing. “Maybe! I mean,” He pets the cat in his hands, “Well, before anything, what’s your name?” Confused at the man’s sudden switch in tone, you answered him hesitantly, “It’s… [Name]...?” And at that, his eyes widened in realization, mumbling utterances to himself that you couldn’t quite hear. Okay, this guy was weird, sure, but he saved you the trouble of running after Kolya any farther than you originally had to. “Alright! Hi! I’m Nikolai, I hope that rings a bell, [Name]!” No honorifics, you noted-- but nodded at him regardless. You reflected back on his statement, however, despite racking your brain for anything that would relate to him, there was nothing that came to mind, so you settled for a smile. “It’s nice to meet you, Nikolai.” Your eyes darted to him and to the cat, and you realized how similar they looked. “See anything?” He brought the cat up to his face, and it meowed in return. “Holy shit! It looks exactly like you!” He chuckled loudly at your words, proud that you finally got the idea. “You know, when I first came to the cafe, I fell in love with this little guy!” He exclaimed, although the cat’s ceaseless meowing drowned out his statement. “I was with Fyo--” He shut his mouth, interrupting himself, “I was with a friend when I first saw him.” Embarrassed, he looked over to you, smiling at your delighted look. You tilted your head, feeling panic invade your body. You didn’t know why, but the answer came to you incredibly quickly. 

Oh shit, Fyodor! “It was great meeting you, Nikolai, but I really have to go.” You motioned to the cat, and he took the hint to give it to you. Disappointment washed over his features, and despite being in a hurry, you recognized the look on his face. You waved to him hurriedly before setting off, the cat in your hands wiggling at your hold. Gathering the contacts of Nikolai was out of the question, as you had to make it back to Fyodor quickly, glancing at the horizon, you figured that the sun setting was an indicator of how late it was. Nikolai was not too bad-- although a bit eccentric in his approach, you just thought it was in his nature to act as he did. He was conventionally attractive, you can admit, his graceful features nestled in your head as he talked to you. His gaze towards you was ever so soft, a gleam of appreciation present in his eyes as he talked to you; and as his eyes lingered in your head, all the while, you figured that meeting new people had never been so bad-- or maybe he was just simply an exception. You chuckled on the way back, at the interaction you had with the unique individual determining the course of events that presented itself in front of you. The narrative was writing itself, and while you cannot make out with certainty any possible occurrences from now on, you had an inkling that you were to embrace change.

Nikolai, you believe you would remember that name for a long time. 

trivia:

niko thought you were sooo interesting!! he just doesn't know why.

he went to the cafe straight after meeting you, but was surprised when he couldn't see kolya in sight

he knew you were fyodor's friend since fyodor kept talking about you and your friend group (in a good light, obviously!)

fyodor understood you, don't worry, he isn't mad. he can never be mad at you

while fyodor may say these things so carelessly, he does it with no romantic intentions. you are most aware of this fact, and he is thankful for that.

you were so unsure if fyodor really paid for the entire menu. but with ranpo's devilish smile, you knew it was a joke.

yes, you just realized that niko was the man in your comments the previous chapter

so seeing him there again made you smile a bit, he was eccentric, but he was a good person!

you knew he'd make a good friend!

dazai asked fyodor about what happened, and when he told him about you and niko meeting, he rushed to the latter to demand answers.

tg: @iruc @celestair

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𝐁𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 / bsd smau

a nikolai x reader smau !

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ; romance was never your forte. naturally, you're afraid of commitment and more so the hurt your heart will potentially experience while being in a relationship. so once you were greeted with an opportunity for one, your first instinct is to run away. however, it seems the gods blessed you with friends whose motive is to keep you grounded in this experience for the first time.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ; smau. no abilities au. fluff. angst. crack. gn!reader strangers to lovers. romance. uni au. slice of life. (kinda slowslow) slow burn.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ; reader is a big big overthinker, slight miscommunication, unhealthy coping mechanisms (avoidance, isolation, etc.), everyone but a selected few are stupid, confusion, burnt out reader, mentally challenged characters, kys/kms jokes, mentions of sensitive topics! (mental illness and such), feelings get in the way sometimes, chuuya and dazai’s petty banter, mentions of consuming alcohol n cigs slight crossover (genshin)

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 ; sporadic uploading

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 ; kunikida is the only rational person here i fear (he doesnt even have twitter) timestamps do not matter unless i say so! everyone is 18+, sideships included (but not explicitly implemented)

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𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐒 ; zesty bitches ℘ whorehouse asylum

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ;

𝐀𝐂𝐓 1 ; foreign idiosyncrasies

001. calm down

002. second yr

003. 4real

004. when i

005. kitty kitty!

006. who even r u

𝐌𝐀𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 ; HEYYYYY its been a year im so fucking sorry but i promsie i’ll do this. ill actually commit to this there was actually somrthing i had in the works but i had to abandon it fkr a year cuz of school…. there has been a lot going on and im graudating this year so UM… yea theres that… how is tje bsd anime btw… love all of u soso much <3 take care of urselves mwamwa (also dont ask mw about the event reqs theyre there id otn think ill continue it) also when i mean slight genshin crossover ull see ull see :3

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; @iruc @celestair

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BAY CITY ROMANCE 𖥻 001 𖥻 CALM DOWN

bcr masterlist ; prev ; next

synopsis: who ate ranpo’s sweets the day on the release of the exam results?

warnings: none!

notes: hey😋 lmk if anything is hard to read

tg: @iruc

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BAY CITY ROMANCE 𖥻 004 𖥻 WHEN I

bcr masterlist ; prev ; next

synopsis. dazai has a dog? AND he showed up coincidentally in front of your door?

warnings. literally just chuuya and dazai fighting and bickering. probably ooc characters.... sorry.

notes. this is just a filler chapter. I'm writing this while watching opla let me just say zoro is so fine.... oh my god…

triva:

fyodor immediately texted u after that

dazai never originally planned to show up at your dorm room, it was just coincidental that his dog was in front of your door

you found it weird — the man doesn’t even like dogs, you learned it from fyodor who goes on tangents about his friends, that the suicidal maniac tends to be empathetic at times.

speaking of the dog, he favors dazai more than anyone. maybe, that’s one of the reasons dazai tolerates the animal.

dazai doesn’t really care about his past being revealed, even sharing that he was involved with a criminal organization (he clarified he wasn’t part of it, but was involved with them). he’s empathetic, but not towards himself, you noted.

he named his dog bepo.

bepo likes you.

chuuya just really fucking hates dazai. that's an objective fact, but you knew better.

tg: @iruc @celestair

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BAY CITY ROMANCE 𖥻 003 𖥻 4REAL!

bcr masterlist ; prev ; next

synopsis. who knew an impromptu trip to familymart could be this cold?

warnings. CHUUYA AND RANPO RFIGHTING, gojo mention, horrible description of surroundings (nothing serious!)

notes. uhhh hehe hey...... heyyyy i know ppl wana throw tomatoes and stones but I'm back (I'm a senior now) LASO have u seen my bbgirls (choso mf kamo) debut in the shibuya arc trailerrrrr HEHEHEHE I LVOE CHOSOS SO MUCHH (follow me on twt! nikozaii if u want to hearmy insane shti) also i came back home from japan so uhhh hiiii the family,art here is loosely based on that one branch in tokyo near the hotel i stayed in

You set down your phone as your eyes flickered to the group. Ranpo, in particular, was staring out to Fyodor and Sigma, conversing about their rankings as you breathed out. You felt a gust of wind brush across your face, leaving a smile etched across your lips in tranquility. You looked towards Ranpo, that tranquility seeping into his veins as he met your gaze, making him open his eyes, letting his muscles rest as he blinked at you in recognition. “Hi,” You said, allowing Ranpo to revert to his usual expression. Crescent-shaped eyes paired with his signature mischievous smile, he adjusted his body towards you, sitting down on the soft grass as he pats the vacant space beside him. Of course, you took a step forward, the grass responding to your touch as you sat down. Grass tickled your back as you laid your palms on the soft floor. “What are we waiting for?” Ranpo mused, wrapping his arms around his knees, pulling them to his chest as he observed the duo before him. “For them to stop, I guess.” You shrugged, and Ranpo raised his hand. “Hey, guys! You both done talking?” He queried, extending the vowels of his last sentence to gain their attention, and, to his pleasure, two heads turned to the source as their conversations halted, and it was Sigma who spoke up. “Sorry! We were talking about earlier. It was such a hassle to get around the students.” He clasped his hands together, sending an awkward smile to the two of you.

“That’s okay, we were just about to ask you if you two were ready to go.” You reassured, Sigma sighing in relief at your words. Fyodor gazed at Sigma’s fidgeting hands, setting his hand on his shoulder, and observing the tiny squeak that left his mouth. “We can go now,” Fyodor said calmly, rubbing circles on Sigma’s shoulder as the latter nodded in agreement. Fyodor had a habit of tracing circles when he made contact with skin, an action of attempted comfort and for his entertainment. He knows that you don’t mind it, that you and the group were used to his peculiar habits. He huffed at this, returning his hand to its original position. Fyodor knew his habits were unusual actions that would be deemed atypical to other university students. Surely, he was a man of ambiguity shrouded in philosophies that you could never uncover, but with this enigmatic man came a plethora of tendencies that even he could not control.

The FamilyMart Fyodor talked about flickered with its signature white, green, and blue lights, highlighting the presence of the establishment, accompanied by banners outside the entrance, incorporating some of your favorite animes collaborating with the convenience store. To its right were a few potted plants, and a fluorescent street lamp illuminating the side of the road. To your left, you could spot the school’s covered court, blocked by cement walls that extend to the end of the street. The road was fairly empty, bikes only occasionally driving past the four of you as your group stared at the store. Waiting for Chuuya and Yosano left you bored, shoving your hands in your pockets, walking towards the establishment as the automatic doors slid open, making the bell ring as you were greeted by the cashier. You noticed Fyodor following suit, leaving Ranpo and Sigma outside to wait for the remaining two. As you turned back, you noticed Sigma examining the sunset, as Ranpo had his hands tucked completely in his jacket pockets, seemingly looking for his phone. Fyodor moved beside you, and your attention shifted towards him. “You looking for anything?” You asked, making Fyodor’s sharp eyes lock with yours then back to the food he was eyeing. “I wanted to try Onigiri,” He sighed, “been wanting to try it ever since I came here.”

You recalled the time Fyodor was introduced to Yokohama University. Assumptions of the new student quickly spread throughout the university, whispers and mutters about a foreign presence residing in the University you grew to find home. Of course, you weren’t an exception to the waves of utterances about the new student, who shares one class with you, and naturally, you felt drawn to listen to them. It was hard not to, as two particular friends of yours have brought you to hear their musings about the upcoming student. He carried himself with pride, his walk exuding confidence as his footsteps resounded around the hall. You remember meeting Fyodor once he stepped into the classroom as you stared at the door upon hearing its creak, followed by an apology from a foreign voice, making you perk up from your laptop. This action led you to meet the man who caught your eye, a wordless greeting formed by the color of your irises boring into his.

You never told him outright, but at that moment, it seemed a flurry of memories allowed itself to flood your mind, an endless stream of what ifs and countless possibilities presented itself to you, as if a layer of your consciousness knew he would remain with you.

That innate feeling you possessed suffocated you, that stem of anticipation twisting in your throat, a bud forming at every edge of your lungs, and at that moment, as two eyes locked, there, a blossoming flower could be found in your heart.

“[Name], look, I found Gojo’s donut,” He walked up to you, deciding to look around for a bit as you stood motionless. There were many more deserts to try, but it was the donut that really caught his eye. You snapped out of your reverie, which was, ironically, about him, only to be faced with Gojo’s smile plastered on the packet of the product he was holding. “That looks funny, is it supposed to be infinity-shaped?” You questioned, grabbing it from his hand, checking the back of it as you felt it around in your hand. “It’s cute, Fyo,” You hold it up to him, “You want it?” He nodded at your question as he took the donut back, and placed it in his basket (You wonder where he got it, but you suspected he quickly snagged one as you were reminiscing). You noticed Sigma and Ranpo from outside, conversing with each other as Sigma found himself to be the victim of Ranpo’s childish antics. “[Name], I got an iced coffee too. Do Sigma and Ranpo want anything?” Fyodor stepped out from the aisle, holding a carton of iced latte in his hand. You sighed, “Ranpo wants anything sweet. Maybe Dango would do, perhaps.” You weighed your options, while Fyodor grabbed shortbread cookies for Sigma to eat. He figured you didn’t want to walk outside as it would be a hassle, truth be told, he shared the same vision, so he opted to pick food for Sigma instead. Sigma made it clear that he was fond of cookies, the pastry always lingering in his mind whenever he was with the group. From cafes to grocery shopping, a pack of cookies always seemed to land itself in the cart, and you all knew that it was Sigma behind the action.

Your train of thought abruptly halted as the bell rang, signaling the entrance of another person. You had an inkling of who it may be, considering the road was void of any people as you entered. “Fyodor, [Name]!” The voice-- that awfully familiar voice, made your head perk up towards the door, seeing that familiar wave of black hair walk towards you. “[Name]!” She slung an arm over your shoulder, “Have you seen Fyodor? Chuuya wants a rice bowl-- you know, those prepared meals.” She lets go of you, nudging you in the process. “We all want those Blue Lock wafers, by the way.” She reminded you, as you rolled your eyes at her statement. “Mhm, yeah, right.” She laughs as she walks towards Fyodor, after grabbing a snack of her own. You picked an Onigiri out for you to eat, as well as one more for Fyodor. Juice… juice… You thought, skimming the rows of drinks, and picking one that caught your eye. You figured to get coffee for Yosano, if she hadn’t already, and one more for Chuuya, just in case.

Minutes pass as the group awaits your exit from the entrance. The moon decided to make itself known, accompanied by cold gusts of wind to all citizens of Japan. The wind was particularly comfortable, basking in the presence of passersby who felt its touch on their skin. You and your group were no exception to that. Sigma exhaled, crossing his arms, which helped alleviate the cold atmosphere surrounding him, even by just a little. They focus their eyes on the group paying for the group’s meal on the counter, then to the bickering duo to her right. “How does it feel being top 2, huh?” Ranpo provoked Chuuya, who was wearing a strained smile. “How does it feel being the next victim of my fist, huh?” He responded, gritting his teeth in an attempt to hold himself back from hitting the prodigious student. “Try it!” Ranpo giggled, running away comically as Chuuya spewed out curses towards him. Yosano sighed in faux annoyance, “These guys don’t know when to calm down, no?” She turned to Sigma, who chuckled under his breath. “Sometimes I wonder if they’ll ever stop.” He said.

“What are these two idiots doing?” You stepped out of the store with 2 plastic bags in your hand, clicking your tongue as you stared at Chuuya and Ranpo. The latter, as usual, purposefully spurs Chuuya on as he shouts at him, “You were the one who ate the last piece of my fucking milk bread?!” He looks over to you, “[Name]! Kill this idiot!” He points at you, grabbing the collar of Ranpo as he raises his hands up in surrender. “I said I was sorry!” He repeats, making Chuuya let go of him with a sigh. Ranpo brushed his sweater, sighing in relief, earning a glare from the hot-headed man. Chuuya walks up to you, shoving his hands in his pockets to warm his hands, “You got my food, [Name]?” He questioned, with a voice uncharacteristically soft compared to the tone he used on Ranpo. “Yeah, yours and Yosano’s are in this one over here.” You handed him a bag, which he took while muttering a ‘thank you’. “I’m getting tired, [Name], Fyodor.” Yosano quipped, “Sigma here is also a bit tired. We might go for the night.” She informed you, and you nodded in return.

The group decided to split ways, waving goodbye to each other, as well as throwing in heaps of congratulatory statements for everyone present. The atmosphere was chilly walking back, the flickering of the lights, with the melody of your footsteps, were the only sounds accompanying you back to your own dorm. It felt oddly calm, the noir of the night engulfing your shadow as the light of each lamp danced in your eyes, your footsteps blending in with the symphony of the dark, performing an orchestra of elements that welcomed itself in you. What you didn’t know, is that amidst the melody of nature and the song of the city that you were so used to, comes a whole different, unfamiliar tune that you were yet to experience.

trivia:

fyodor really wants his blue lock wafers

yosano's favorite character is chigiri who else cheered

fyodor likes yukimiya LOL reo is a close second

ranpo LOVESSSS BACHIRA (hes js like me… bachira 4life)

chuuya likes chigiri too… chigiri and kaiser he thinks his tattoo is cool

ranpo found a nearby gashapon and spent 1000 yen on it (he got what he wanted on his last try)

you found a stray cat meowing as you arrived at your dorm. he was a greyish-white cat, with a streak of green. an unusual color for a cat, but he was cute nonetheless.

ranpo followed yosano and chuuya home, wanting to spend the night with them

your roommate was nowhere to be seen when you arrived, but they bought a tub of ice cream for you as an apology. you texted them with the note and ice cream they left you and they laughed at it, responding with a quick no worries, and an apology for their absence.

chuuya actually wanted a carton of sake, but he refused at the last second.

tg: @iruc @celestair

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holy shit? thank u guys so much for 1k!!!

i sincerely believe i wouldn’t be in the position i’m in right now without your continuous and unrelenting support. i deeply appreciate all of you and every interaction i had w all of you over the years; ever since i started writing, i knew commitment to this hobby would take patience and arduous effort, but all of you made it worth it.

thank you all for everything. i promise to make content that caters to our fantasies <3 LOVE U ALLL SOOOO SO MUCH

So is your username the BSD version of Kachow? Because it’s the first thing I thought of.

HI ANON!!!!!! :3. NOOO its supposed to be a mix of kazuha and chuuya but I can see why u thought of that but noo its js a mix

Hello! Can I make a request for Zhongli!reader x Sigma (from bsd) ?

If you can't write it's okay just ignore it. (I'm nervous about sending requests, because I don't do it very often)

And sorry my english is bad, i used google translate to write this lol

a/n: it’s perfectly fine! Ty for requesting :) also your english is okay dw (also sorry this was kinda short i tried not to include the prison break and just the sky casino arc so)

1 yr link!

ZHONGLI!READER X SIGMA

The first time you’ve met someone that you took interest in was Sigma. It was simply due to the reason of the Sky Casino, which seemingly appeared out of nowhere, and that intrigued you nonetheless. However, you felt as if it had always been there, the cargo and the planes driving in and out of the casino signify its popularity in both customer service and the machines themselves. Out of all the casinos you have gone to in Japan, this one has made you stay the most. Not out of curiosity and gambling, per se, but due to the incredible customer service that the casino provides its customers. Honestly, you never participate in gambling, due to your lack of awareness of your money. You don’t seem aware of it, however. Your friend once told you to never indulge yourself in gambling, and although he tried to not make it obvious that you should not spend any more of your money (if you even have any), you quickly realized the undertones of his sentence. 

Yokohama was a beautiful place, and you knew most-- if not all of its history. The syndicates, you’re well aware of. You’re mostly there in the Sky Casino for entertainment and arguments about your knowledge of history, which you gladly made yourself involved just as quickly as you were introduced to the establishment. It was always a delight to see your least favorite historians get dragged out for causing a commotion with you. The manager, seeing this, decides to engage in conversation with you. It was sort of a pastime for him if he was not busy with paperwork for the casino and carrying out Fyodor’s orders. The first time you met him was when he personally escorted out a rambunctious individual, who was causing a predicament with his opponent in blackjack. The way he was incredibly courteous and patient with his words took your interest, especially having never seen him in all your years of living. Once you laid down with him and conducted a conversation, he listened to your rambles with awe. The traditions of this country were incredibly foreign to him, and for one to show no resistance to staying with him was enough to make a desperate man forever grateful. 

Perhaps it was your nostalgic and welcoming aura or the tone of your voice that never seemed to hint at any annoyance or frustration. The way you listen intently to him and care for his problems is already a blessing of its own. For a man to simply come out of a book to be presented to a person evidently closest to a god-- gifted with knowledge and combat, be rewarded with praise and with quite a bit of money would be unfair to those praying for years to get such a being such as you. Sigma would deem himself the luckiest man in the world, to call an ethereal and angelic human his home. Despite your oblivious stance to spending money and the paragraphs upon paragraphs of speech you dump to him, it’s your stance and your demeanor that pulls him back to you. And for you, despite the facade he puts up and his insecurities as a manager of a casino, you accept his flaws wholeheartedly, as you mesh them together with your own without selfishness and hesitation. Perhaps, if you get the chance, you would make him slowly realize that Fyodor would only be hurting him. And while Fyodor’s words are incredibly tempting for Sigma, he knows his mind and his heart has already settled in with your soul, and you know yours has too.

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##AFTER DARK — genshin impact

g.i, headcanons

1CHARACTERS; albedo, diluc, kaeya

2GENRE; fluff, domestic

3INCLUDES; the boys being malewives, u being their cause for concern, u being exhausted and just incredibly tired

4AUTHOR’S NOTES ?! diluc is the embodiment of the word Malewife actually i am telling the truth

5SYNOPSIS; sacrifices are meant for the benefit of others. but it seemed to tire out both you and your companion. in which, you decide to help aether with his commissions, so you come home exhausted and don't bother to greet your partner. they decide it's time to take care of their beloved.

..YOU REALLY DON’T KNOW how mondstadt's honorary knight deals with his commissions. not to mention that he has to do this every single day, one commission already tires you out, how can you handle 4? luck isn't on your side today, apparently, as both of you were presented with an arduous task.

you swore that you will never take a commission as similar as that ever again. silently, you congratulated yourself on refusing an invitation from the Adventurer's Guild. trudging back to your home, you wanted nothing more than to lay on your soft bed. the thought was inviting, really. opening the door, and sighing, you walked over to your room. plopping yourself on the smooth and soft covers, you began to doze off, forgetting that you had someone to greet by the door.

KAEYA

he could sense your exhaustion from a mile away.

so when he sees you basically limping after you opened the door, he turned around with a big grin etched on his face

only for you to not spare even a glance at him.

he was about to complain, but the sound of the door clicking entered his ears before he could open his mouth.

he chuckled and decided it would be best if he took care of you like you do for him most of the time.

malewife mode on Smirks

he'd re arrange your position on the bed, trying to find the spot which is more comfortable for you.

he'd do it gently, of course, he would not want to wake his partner up.

kaeya will definitely make breakfast tomorrow.

he just wants to see you comfortable!

DILUC

when you stepped inside the manor he knew something was up

you were usually upbeat and your footsteps were louder than what he was hearing now

your hair was a mess, he concluded

you didn't even utter a word to him, just a simple sigh.

he eyes your figure while you climb up the stairs, and when he hears the door click, he puts down his book.

diluc knows how much you loved his warmth, but he won't sleep with you just yet.

although the cold and aloof diluc was replaced with concern and love when he thinks about you— of course he's going to do something

just like how you do things for him, right?

he pampers you and cleans you up before getting into bed with you. if you stir awake and ask for something, he'll definitely make food or any drink you'd like.

anything you ask, he'll provide.

he loves you so much. you are definitely blessed if you have this man as your boyfriend.

ABLEDO

he literally did not pay attention to you once you walked in the house.

he knew his attention will be on you once you called out his name, though.

but that, you did not do.

so initially, he was confused.

but brushed it off thinking that you were exhausted.

he thought you'd come down and do what you normally do when he's around.

but you didn't, and now he's worried.

of course, he went up to check on you, seeing you sleep soundly.

the least he can do is properly tuck you in, right?

he did that, and he made something for you to drink in the morning.

he decides he will make you take a break tomorrow, seeing that you weren't able to take one today until now.

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[20:58]

thoma’s happy. for two reasons.

he could spend time with you now, firstly. it has been a while since you two had a proper time to get intimate with each other.

secondly, the smile that you send him. it was preserved for him and him only, for he could not make you more happier than you originally were.

you would be able to spot him staring at you with heart eyes with the biggest grin on his face. yeah, he was whipped.

squish his cheeks and kiss him after, please. he wants to relish the feeling of your lips on his.

“what’s on your mind, pretty boy?”

oh boy, the second that nickname slips past your lips thoma suddenly felt like flying. he was utterly, completely, entirely enamoured with you. well, it was obvious. in your eyes, he had the biggest grin on his face, comical flowers behind him.

it’s as if he was on cloud nine.

he was, he loves you, and that nickname made his heart explode.

“say it again, please?” he said, absolutely shameless, he just wants you to call him that again.

you chuckled, flustering the blonde, and stood up.

you were walking to him, oh, he realized what you were doing.

leaning towards his ear, you whispered, “thoma, thoma,” a sing-song tone evident on your voice, “my pretty boy.” you smirked as his ears turn red.

yeah, you know this man loves you so much. and you? the same could be said for you.

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[17:42]

childe never thought he would have gotten a blessing from the gods.

but then you came into his life. well, after that, what more could he ask for?

he loves you, he really does.

especially in this moment of intimacy.

nothing sexual, just pure, clear, and unhidden intimacy.

he felt loved, he felt as if he was the luckiest man in the world.

well, that would be an overstatement— you were simply showering with him.

however, muttering praises to the man in front of you was something he would not have expected.

scrubbing his hair, and occasionally pinching his cheeks and laughing— he was melting.

he was absolutely infatuated with you.

how could he not? you were the one who loved him for him, even. despite his rough exterior and his position as a harbinger, you never failed to show how much you love him.

he felt so ... so safe, so important, a treasure in your hands.

he was one who was rare, who was beautiful, yet shrouded by his despicable reputation; but you were the only one who looked past it.

you grabbed the shampoo before he did, and whispered a simple “wait”, and he sat, waiting.

you run your fingers through his hair, and god, it felt so good.

he closed his eyes and smiled, absolutely ravishing this moment of bliss. you continued your actions, kissing his head and the nape of his neck in the process.

he almost exploded. that was an understatement, really. it was overwhelming; all his life, he had no one to depend on, no one to turn to, and you appeared.

you made him feel like he was soaring. despite the respect he has earned throughout his life, he only accepts yours. your love made him so, so happy.

it made him truly happy. despite the facade he hides from, he knows that his happiness was fuelled by someone as lovely as you.

you smiled at him— and he swears, your smile could rival that of the brightest of stars. he knew your smile was genuine, carrying fondness and ecstasy to the man in front of you.

he loves you so much he almost cried.

in vulnerable, loving moments like these, you were able to reduce Tartaglia into a mere lovesick man. nothing more, nothing less.

and both of you wouldn’t have it any other way.

perhaps the blessings of the gods were given at a more opportune moment than some, and even if it was late, childe happily accepted it.

he never once regretted it.

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