edit: doing my research and it looks like jp readers are also baffled
what just happened in these two pages? why is ryou talking like that???
ですか???行きmあしょうか??? to HONDA too of all people!!
who is this! this ryou is being more suspicious than bakura! honda, my good man, is this not setting off warning bells?
you can tell where it starts getting weird. here, ryou is using his normal, casual speech in these two panels
and then sudden shift to uncharacteristic politeness for the rest of the page???
bakura… is this you failing to be ryou again… if it is, my demon son, Im disappoint!! youve been with ryou for six years at this point and you still dont know the basics! the fundamentals! this is why you lost the dark rpg! you didnt get to know your host properly lmao!
ok but did bakura put ryous "harmless" face to use and let ryou take control for a bit to look genuinely confused around the guards (but why the need to do this in the first place? where did bakura go?)? then bakura assumed control again as soon as honda appeared (out of surprise? to reflexively protect ryou from being jumped by a potential guard???). but its not a guard. its just honda. so bakura has to act natural and be ryou. but he just sorta fucked up anyway with his poor attempt at pretending...? wtf is this messy 2 pages...
maybe thisll be explained later but right now Im upset. what was this all about, takahashi-sensei? what was the significance? did you mess up and forget???? is that what happened.
anyway, speaking of harmless. have this honda thinking a nice thing about ryou
HONDA: You look harmless, so you'll be fine!
人畜無害 means "harmless to humans and animals". so to honda, ryous face is tame/mild/benign. thats a sweet thought. ryou aint a pretty boy for nothing! but this boy tried to commit murder-suicide by the end of monster world so dont be deceived by that docile face lmao
am i the only one who doesn't feel pain during their period but feels like a medieval sword is piercing their abdomen very slowly after the menstruation
I just got an incredible DM from someone (not on tumblr).
I'm not allowed to say anything since I'm under an NDA regarding it. I might be able to say as soon as they've gotten back to me again and as soon as it's through, but we'll see.
But just know: It's amazing and I literally just jumped out of my chair yelling.
If Amber was a dog, she'd be a coquette King Charles Spaniel
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It’s been three days since the party, and Amber has been following Maggie like a hungry stray cat. The walls of Maggie’s room were covered with photos of mostly family and Amber, and the ceilings were draped with fake vines and fairy lights.
“Maggie, you’re killing me.” Amber's arms fly up into the air, making her look like a topper as she spins in the chair. “Why won’t you tell me what happened in the closet?”
Maggie inhales through her nose before exhaling. “Nothing happened. We talked for seven minutes and then you opened the door.” They both sounded like broken records and Maggie swore this is all they’ve talked about ever since the party.
“I thought I was your best friend.” Amber grabs onto the desk, halting her spinning. “We tell each other everything!” She crosses her arms and Maggie’s eyes glance at her pushed cleavage before meeting her green eyes.
“But it’s the truth!” The mattress of the bed squeaks as she shifts her weight. “You know I tell you everything.”
Maggie’s stomach clenches as the words leave her mouth. She runs a hand through her pin straight hair and Amber’s eyes narrow at the movement. The chair rolls away as she makes her way to the bed, a hot pink nail pointed at Maggie’s chest.
“Did you guys make out?” Amber turns away from Maggie’s gaze, her finger fidgeting with a lock of hair. “If so, I don’t know why you won’t tell me–he’s perfect for your first kiss!”
“God, Amber. For the last time, we didn’t make out!”
The ding of Maggie’s phone snaps the head of the teenage girls to the notification on the illuminated lockscreen. It’s a photo of them at the flower garden festival last spring, Amber’s arms around Maggie, the both of them laughing.
“Oh my god! Is that him?!”
The breath gets knocked out of Maggie as Amber leaps onto her like a monkey, arms outstretched. Her back bounces on the gray sheets of the bed and her scalp pinches as Amber’s hand pins her black hair to the mattress.
“James texted you!” Amber waves the phone in Maggie’s face, a smile plastered on her face.
“Amber!” Maggie’s fingers tickle Amber’s exposed stomach. The blonde squirming as she grips onto the phone tighter.
Amber’s giggles fill the room as Maggie reaches to grab the device from her manicured hands. Her thighs push against Ambers, rolling them over until Amber’s golden hair splayed out on the bed. Maggie’s hands snatch her phone out of Amber’s soft ones, her own laugh mixing with Ambers.
Their laughter quiets down, breaths resonating in the room. Amber’s green eyes meet Maggie’s brown ones, dipping to her lips and then back to her eyes. Maggie inched closer, her hands on the gray sheets beside Amber’s curls.
Warmth bloomed in Amber’s chest, like fireworks sparkling as Maggie leaned in close. Their lips brushing together tentatively for the first time. Amber’s perfume, vanilla and roses, was dizzying, butterflies dancing in Maggie’s stomach. She went in for the kiss, though, warmth enveloping her as Amber's lips soft ones pressed against her own.
“You know, you’re really good at opening closet doors.”
Amber’s eyes crinkle as her cheeks turn rosy. “Shut up and kiss me.”
The bio says it all...
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