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asukamood · 2 years

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Do you all remember this?

Yeah so I was pretty inspired for a part two so here is it, I also headcanon DS Dream not being able to stand spicy food.

Why? He looks like he would vaporise if he did. I also like to project onto him.

Anyways, enjoy.

Part 1 — Part 3 — Bonus Chapter

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It was currently 2 pm or an hour after Nightmare broke down the entrance door to pieces before launching himself at Dream like a grenade. 5 minutes after his emotional outburst, Nightmare processed what he had done and his pride shattered in seconds, eyes widening in horror at the realization.

Dream had laughed at the reaction, succeeding in pissing the living out of Nightmare. He needed to find a way to get revenge but how—

Oh never mind, he got an idea.

“Heeeey Dream?“ He called, spacing out the first word as he sneaked closer to the latter, who had his mind focused on a novel. “Wanna play a game?”

“I know that tone.” Dream said, not getting his eyes off the page he was reading. “You’re planning to stir trouble again.”

Nightmare scoffed, crossing his arms as his face twisted into a pout. “Excuse you, I’m a very innocent man.” The ‘unlike what your future self thinks’ part was left unsaid, a ghost thought wandering in his mind. He didn’t need to confuse that Dream more than he already was.

“Mhm.” Dream fake acquiesced, not even bothering to put his thoughts into words anymore, too caught up in the story.

Nightmare took offense to that and almost immediately snatched the book from the other’s grip, who took a solid second to process what just happened. When he finally did, he sent a glare in his direction.

“Nightmare, give it back.” He ordered, his eyes glowing with warnings.

“Nah.” He put the book aside, making sure to keep the page Dream was on. If he had made him lose it, he was pretty sure the other would immediately run to the tree and bite into the first apple he would see. “I want to play the game with you.”

Dream raised an eyebrow. “What’s the game? I swear if you tell me it’s seven minutes in heaven—“

“No no no!” Nightmare exclaimed, waving his hands hysterically. “It’s not that, I promise!” He let his arms fall to his sides again when he was sure he managed to convince Dream. “It’s truth or dare.”

“Truth or dare?” Dream repeated, scratching his chin in thought. This game looked innocent on paper but it could quickly escalate depending on the truth or the dare.

“Yeah but instead of the traditional one where we have to pick questions on the spot and where we get to choose one of the two, I suggest we use a wheel and write our questions and dares beforehand and just pick them once the time has come. It’s gonna be more entertaining this way, I would know.”

Dream opened his mouth and closed it several times, visibly conflicted. This game screamed disaster and chaos but Nightmare looked eager to play it, plus, with the emotional outburst an hour ago, he feared he would get upset again.

A long defeated sigh escaped his mouth. “Okay, I’ll partake in your… suspicious game.”

“Great!” Nightmare didn’t even try to comment on the ‘suspicious’ part, he had to admit it sounded fishy. “You can go get the wheel, I’ll start gathering the papers.”

Dream nodded and disappeared around a corner to reach their room while Nightmare rolled on the floor to get to the drawers, sanity? Never heard of it. He grabbed two pens and tucked papers below his elbow before skipping back towards the couch. He was about to go and walk to take two empty baskets until he remembered that he could just teleport them to him.

He glanced at the corridor, Dream didn’t seem to have found the wheel yet. Perfect.

He held his two hands up and closed his eyes, sure enough, two baskets appeared out of thin air and he smiled. These powers could be very convenient when they wanted.

“Sorry, it was buried underneath all your figurines.” Dream apologized through the door before opening it wide, he was holding the famous wheel in his hands. “Who knew that this thing you bought on impulse that one day would come in handy.”

“What can I say? I’m a genius." Nightmare wriggled his eyebrows as Dream gave him a deadpanned look.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night.” The brown-haired man sat on the opposite couch and put the wheel down in the center. “How many dares and questions do we have to write?”

Nightmare hummed. “Ten each sounds good.”

“Alright.” Dream agreed and took the pen that Nightmare was handing him. After that, they spent around ten minutes focusing on the task at hand in silence, which was only broken by Nightmare’s furious scribbling and Dream’s hesitant one. He had never been the creative one, unlike Nightmare who was the complete opposite when it came to that.

“Well, you sure do have a lot of inspiration.” He commented after a few, watching his hand sliding down the paper rapidly and his pen waving right to left without rest.

‘Perks of writing fanfiction for so long.’

“I wouldn’t have suggested it in the first place if I didn’t, it wouldn’t be very fun to come up with something for hours.” He replied, tongue sneaking out in concentration. He had so many ideas in mind but he had to write only the juicy ones, that was a once-in-a-lifetime experience after all.

“Okay, I’m done!” He exclaimed a few seconds later, throwing his pen on the table once he did.

“Just give me a few seconds.” Dream’s hand hurried to finish the sentence he was writing before putting his pen down as well. “Here.”

They both folded each paper carefully, making sure that they were neither recognizable nor readable, before dropping them in the right basket once that was done.

“Now that the boring part is done, it’s time for the fun one! Who begins?” Nightmare was already bouncing on the couch with a beaming face, it’s been ages since he got a moment like that with Dream, of course, he would be excited.

“You’re the one who suggested the idea so you can start.” The black-haired man nodded, spinning the wheel not long after. It spun quickly on itself before slowing down and ending onto Truth.

“Here we go-“ He dove his hand into the sea of papers and grabbed one of them randomly before pulling it out and unfolding it. The writing was elegant and consistent, it must have been one of Dream’s.

“ ‘Have you ever pretended to be sick to get out of plans?’ What? That's a boring one Dream!” Nightmare whines, trying to divert the other’s attention on the fact he was currently sweating bullets.

“Answer the question, Nightmare. On our birthday last year, you faked being ill so we wouldn’t go to the animal shop didn’t you?” Dream had a scary face when asking that. His eyes were empty but widened and seemed to swallow the light before pulverizing it somehow, his mouth formed a straight line and his eyebrows copied its example. Anger was obvious in his features.

“Uh-“ Nightmare stammered, holding his hands up in front of him as if they were shields. ‘Shit, I didn’t think he would remember that.’ “Listen, I know I promised it but come on! You know I’m scared of dogs!”

“So you admit it then?” If Nightmare had to describe how dangerous Dream seemed right now, he would tell you that he currently looked like a Dark Souls boss.

“Please stop making that face. You’re terrifying like that.” He trembled like a leaf in the wind. “Yes, I admit, I did it.”

“Then why did you promise we would go if you were planning to pull that cheap trick on me?” He insisted, hardening his glare.

“yoUR TURN-“ Nightmare slapped the wheel himself to dodge that question, not wanting to tell him that he lied just to see Dream’s excited face because he was down very bad for him. Nope, his ego wouldn’t be able to take it.

Luckily for him, that trick seemed to work since his eyes finally stopped staring into his soul and dropped on the object below instead. The wheel spun before coming to a stop on ‘Dare’.

Nightmare’s lips twitched upward in a satisfied smile while Dream let out a sigh.

“I would have liked to accuse you of rigging the game but I’m the one who set up the wheel so I’ll just settle with a sigh.” Nightmare rolled his eyes.

“Stop wallowing in defeat and pick a dare already, we have maaaany more rounds to go.” Dream nodded and calmly took a paper before unfolding it.

“ ‘Put a blindfold on and eat whatever the person in front of you gives you.’ “ Dream paused, staring at the paper a few seconds after finishing reading. Then, he looked up at Nightmare.

“Why do you do this to me?” His voice was filled with despair. “I thought we were friends.”

“But we are, I just like messing with you.” Nightmare flashed him a grin while handing him a long black tissue. “You know the rules, and so do I.”

Dream eyed the tissue with pain in his eyes, and glanced at his friend before letting out a breath and accepting his fate. Nightmare was waiting for him to continue the song but suddenly remembered that the song was released in 2009 so Dream just couldn’t get it, what a shame.

He wordlessly tied a knot behind his head, making sure his eyes were covered. He couldn’t see anything obviously but from an outside perspective, he looked like a turtle ninja whose bandana fell on their eyes. Nightmare bit his bottom lip in an attempt not to burst out laughing.

“Alright, I’ll be right back, don’t move okay?”

“I see absolutely nothing. Where do you think I would be able to go? My grave? The hospital?” Nightmare snickered at that, flickering his forehead and earning a yelp.

“And you call me dramatic.” He shook his head before disappearing into the kitchen.

He opened the drawers and frankly started to look for a particular red tube of sauce. After a few minutes, he finally grabbed what he was looking for.

Tabasco.

An evil grin made its way on his face.

Oh Dream, sweet summer child, you have no idea what's about to happen.

Talking about him, the guardian of positivity, who was still blindfolded and alone in the living room, found himself thinking of not-so-joyous things. What if someone broke in right at this moment, came up to him, and ran through his chest with a knife, thinking they were Nightmare? What if—

“BOO!” Dream’s body jumped back against the couch as a high-pitched and not-so-manly scream was ripped out of his throat. Nightmare burst out laughing, almost doubling over.

“H-Holy shit-“ He wheezed, barely able to get a proper sentence out. “That was so loud I think the entire village heard it-“

Dream’s cheeks flared up with hot blood, embarrassment evident. “You jerk. What was that for?!” Nightmare didn’t reply, too busy laughing his head off.

“Haha, sorry sorry.” He snickered a few more before eventually calming down, an arm wrapped around his stomach. He looked over at Dream and stopped breathing for a second.

Nightmare was sure he was over Dream, he was sure he was. Yet here he was, turning into a tomato in seconds just for thinking about how cute Dream was looking right now. He was down so bad, it wasn’t even funny anymore. Suddenly, he was very thankful for that blindfold blocking Dream’s vision.

“Anyways, I got you just the perfect dish~” Oh god, Dream did not like that tone at all.

“Ugh, please just get this over with so we can do something else.” Dream tilted his head sideways with a frown, hands trembling a bit with nervousness.

“Your wish is my command, my Lord!” The jab to that title was left not understood by the other, who was a century too young to get it. Anyhow, the man happily obliged and proceeded to shove a spoon filled with Tabasco in the other’s mouth.

Dream’s mouth clamped around the spoon, taking the liquid in, not realizing it would be the cause of his demise. Nightmare slowly pulled it out of his mouth, staring at Dream’s face to see his reaction.

His eyes may have been hidden but the remaining parts of his face showed enough. At first, wrinkles of confusion appeared on his face as he took in the texture of the ‘dish’ seeing that he was probably expecting something solid.

That’s when the pain kicked in.

His eyebrows shot up at once and his face froze in that expression for one second until a noise that was a weird mix of a choke and cough sprang out of his mouth. He leaned forward awkwardly before falling and knocking the table over, gasps spilling out of his mouth like water droplets in the rain.

A hand hovered in front of his mouth while the other was grabbing onto dear life on his shirt where the heart would be.

Nightmare was starting to have trouble breathing because of how hard he was laughing.

“Are you-“ Good lord, his voice was strained and sounded like a middle-aged smoker, the painful husk of a burning throat evident in his tone. “Are you trying to kill me?!”

Nightmare snickered, crouching in front of him and tearing the blindfold off to reveal a Dream whose face was as red as the sauce he swallowed and eyes threatening to spill out tears. His pupils rolled over to look at Nightmare, which was glowing with the sparks of betrayal and pure pain.

“It’s okay Dream,” He cooed with a mocking tone to avoid being caught simping even though quite honestly, Dream looks like he wouldn’t even notice anything, because of how blurry his vision seems to be at the moment. “It’s only gonna hurt for a moment.”

Nightmare lifted Dream’s torso towards him and hugged the latter, patting his head while Dream sniffled. “I’m feeling merciful today so let’s stop here and continue later when you’ll be feeling better.”

“You’re a douchebag.” Dream rasped the words, hissing up. “Ugh, do you even know how bad that hurt? I couldn’t even speak the following seconds because of how painful it was.”

Nightmare hummed. “That’s what you get for laughing at me earlier, now come on, we’ll get you some milk.”

“All that because of earlier?” Dream groaned, letting his face fall on Nightmare’s shoulder. “I hate you so much.”

“Nah you don’t.” Nightmare snuggled even closer, happily playing with other’s brown locks.

That color suited him better than blond ever would.

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Aaand here, I also wrote a part three where they actually have access to technology because why not? I don’t know if I should really post it though. Let me know if you want to check it out anyway.

#dreamswap #fluff #crack #truth or dare #ds dream #ds dream x ds nightmare #ds dreammare #game #sims #regrets #i have a lot of them #I’ve seen so many videos of that idea but no fanfic #I corrected that #i’m sorry #i couldn’t stop thinking about it #anyways #now I’m gonna work on some DS Drue one shot #dreammare

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fulltimemoaner · 3 years

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Zhongli is prosecuted for giving his Gnosis to the Tsaritsa, leaving him and Childe no choice than to flee to Snezhnaya.

Basically, some thieves cut Zhongli’s hair and Childe slaughters them because he really liked his hair.

Childe’s warm hand had felt comforting on his waist, even if he was hidden in a cloak under the warm sun of Liyue, being sneaked out of his homeland like the fugitive that he had become, like the land below him had forgotten the gentle rumbling of his energy and the security of his spears. He had fought back the urge to cry, thousands of years of protecting his safe harbour pointing their treacherous fingers at him. Yet, unlike Azhdaha, there was no bitterness, no disgust towards his beloved humans that had so willingly shunned him after news of his contract with the Tsaritsa had surfaced. In fact, the adoring citizens of Liyue had issued a warrant for him, for the Archon’s head that had wished to sign with the Fatui and sell out their safety.

Zhongli did not wish for the dominion of his beliefs, nor for acceptance, because mortal life was too brief and brittle to understand the gamble of him keeping his Gnosis when he could feel the claws of erosion leeching into his sanity. To their eyes, he had been their loving and protective God, who couldn’t be wrong, who would continue to reign for the millennia to come. The rusty floorboards had creaked underneath his feet, and he had caught the last traces of his homeland’s sun before he had been ushered to the basement of the ship for the first few hours, until they had been a safe distance from Liyue.

The adepti had weeped for this outcome, yet he had begged them not to rain down their vengeance on the mortals, to be gentle and understanding. He had entrusted them with the continuous protection of their harbour.

And the next air he breathed was that of Snezhnaya, the first light he saw was cold and fragile. He had emerged from his murky cabin in the early morning and had approached the railing that separated them from the freezing ocean. The rippling wind whipped back the hood of the heavy coat Ajax had provided him with, and now his hair waved in the wind, his eyes staring emptily into the distance as his skin itched from the cold. The Tsaritsa had accepted him as a fugitive asking for protection, and now, as his hands gripped the railing, he realised he hadn’t been that far away from home since the Archon War.

He looked up, feeling the soft tears that clung to his eyelashes freezing over, the sun obscured by a thick layer of clouds. How he missed the gentle breeze already.

The same went for Snezhnaya itself, it was cold enough to make his breath catch in his throat and his lungs ache. Ajax had taken his scarf off and wrapped it around his neck at the sound of his laboured breathing, then adjusted it to make sure it was covering his mouth and nose. Zhongli’s eyes had been curious as to why the ginger had been so gentle the past couple days, even the snark and edge having left his voice. Perhaps he felt for him. At least the gaze of the locals was gentle and welcoming, for the most part, offering him local delicacies and flowers before he and Childe could even reach his home. The Harbinger had been welcomed back like a hero, with huge bouquets and a massive meal prepared by his family.

Zhongli had been catatonic, at best, but at least, he had found some comfort in talking to the children, who were, as always, excited and easily impressed by his stories of dragons and extinct creatures.

He had stayed indoors for the first couple of days, too reluctant to go exploring on these foreign lands, but eventually, his confidence started building up again, so he picked up the small bag of money that Childe left for him every morning. -Zhongli had given his allowance of the two previous days to the little kids, since he hadn’t gone outside and concepts such as saving were nonexistent in his brain-

The attire, that he was getting used to. He wasn’t a huge fan of wearing boots, but he could say their smooth leather sealed him from the snow pretty well, and that the heavy coat felt strangely comforting around his shoulders. More than once, he had overheard people calling him the golden devil, which he considered to be quite endearing in its own, clueless way.

He stepped by a merchant’s booth with imported stones, including what they described as Liyuen Cor Lapis and Noctilucous Jades. He leaned in a bit closer for observation, and the merchant seemed to shift uncomfortably, which pretty much told Zhongli that these were, in fact, fake. He straightened up again, unable to resist teasing the merchant. “Are these imported straight from the chasm?”

The shopkeeper’s eyes seemed to go wide, and he quickly tried to dodge the question. Thankfully, for him, a whistle tore through their ears and made the young foreigner turn, his eyes narrowed.

“Lovely accessory you have there, good sir.” A young man smiled, accompanied by three others. “Looks like the real thing too.” The Snezhnayan man caressed the piece of jewellery that held Zhongli’s hair into a neat ponytail in a leery way. The ex archon didn’t move, only observed with caution, his piercing gaze saying more than words ever could. “Say, you aren’t, by any chance, the Tsaritsa’s guest from Liyue harbour?”

The other men chuckled and Zhongli glanced at the merchant, who started packing up his items hurriedly, seemingly intimidated by the gang. “Why, yes, I am.” He said neutrally, his voice a notch lower than friendly.

“Huh, you have nerve, saying that so openly.” The Snezhnayan’s fist twisted around the half-golden ponytail and pulled Zhongli’s head back. “You owe us, since we so willingly welcomed you here.” The stranger smirked, reaching behind his back for a folded knife. “I’m sure we could sell Morax’s hair for quite a fortune.” Another yank to the head and Zhongli blinked apathetically. “Aren’t you fighting back?”

“I have no interest in fighting mortals.” Zhongli shrugged. “My hair is my hair. Three years to grow them back is like the blink of an eye to me.”

The man’s eyes flickered with fury at the stranger, and he brought that dagger into his coal hair, severing the strands roughly. Zhongli’s eyes stayed unmoving, hostile, hateful, in a way. The lump of hair fell into the snow unceremoniously, and one of the others scurried to grab it.

“Yo,”

Zhongli’s eyes flickered from the thief to the source of the familiar voice. Relief washed over him at the sight of ginger hair and ocean blue eyes, that slender figure hugged in his winter attire that Zhongli rarely saw him in. A primal sense of grounding gripped him, almost like the essence of his home, which he had eternally bound to Childe’s smiling face. Unorthodox, he knew, but he was like an oasis of familiarity that the weather hadn’t manage to freeze over yet.

“Where is your Snezhnayan upbringing, picking on the Tsaritsa’s guests?” Ajax sighed, walking leisurely towards Zhongli. “I have eyes and ears where my hands can’t reach, and right now, mr. Zhongli is under my supervision.” His hand found its familiar spot on the God’s waist, his eyes scanning for any traces of harm’s way on him. His hand reached the back of his head before his eyes did, and they narrowed dangerously. “Ah, is that what you were going for? It’s a shame.” Zhongli felt uncertainty creep up his spine at the shift in the Harbinger’s tone, still wishing for no harm towards the mortals.

“Ajax,”

“It’s a shame,” Childe continued, cracking his neck to the left, then to the right with a relieved smile. “Because I happened to love his hair, and I don’t take kindly to things being taken away from me.”

“Ajax, let’s go home.” Zhongli grabbed his wrist, the whole group of thieves frozen in fear at the sight of the Fatui.

“No, no. We can’t do that. When someone kisses you, they expect a kiss back, no?” Ajax stepped forward and stretched his arm out, his hydro dagger appearing into his hand. “You might not want to shift the tides here, mr. Zhongli, but these rascals are my own.”

“Run!” The leader of the thieves screamed, but they didn’t stand a chance. Childe threw the dagger first, hitting the middle one between his shoulder blades. Blood gushed out in waves and Ajax laughed joyfully, running to the gurgling body to pull his weapon out, then join it into a larger pole-arm. A jump and a couple of spins and heads went flying, legs were severed, and the snow was painted an abysmal red. Childe leaned his head back, feeling the wind swipe his hair back and freeze his smile in place. The weapons vaporised in his hands, and he slowly lowered his gaze to Zhongli, stood meekly by the scene of the slaughter. Childe wrestled the hair out of the dead man’s grip, for the sake of retreating the luxurious clip that his lover favoured since he first met him. “Measly thieves. Someone has to be the sacrificial lamb, the subject to teach the others a lesson,”

Zhongli’s eyes eased shut when Ajax closed in on his space, leaning close to his face and pushing the small accessory into his gloved hand. “I love you.” Ajax whispered, pressing a gentle kiss into the corner of Zhongli’s brow. “And I intend to keep you safe here.”

“They wouldn’t kill me, Ajax.” Zhongli sighed deeply, leaning into Childe’s neck. “They wouldn’t be able to.”

“No one will dare to try anymore.” The Harbinger’s hand nestled to the small of the ex archon’s back, pulling him close to his body. He started to caress the back of his head with his free hand, trying to feel the roughly cut strands through the fabric of his gloves. “I’m sorry they touched you.”

“You’re more sad about that than I am.” Zhongli smiled gently and pulled the Harbinger’s head down to press their foreheads together. “It will grow back in no time.”

“I’m a mortal like they are.” Ajax whispered sadly, his eyes easing shut. Zhongli pressed a fleeting kiss to his lips in response, trying to ease the pain in his lover’s voice.

“And I’m eroding, so let’s try to outlive each other.” Zhongli chuckled, making Childe squeeze him close, a neediness evident in his touch. “I want to live like mortals do, with you, Ajax. That’s why I’m here.”

“Please, don’t say such things to me.” The Harbinger breathed deeply, trying to choke down a few stray tears. “I promise I will make your stay worthwhile.”

“I know.” Zhongli kissed his jaw quickly. “You can start by taking me somewhere, I’m freezing.”

“Right.” Childe laughed, reaching out to grasp the ex archon’s hand and pull him away from the bloodied grounds. “I’m taking you for lunch. I will tell some underlings to clean up the mess.”

“You could had been more clean about it.”

#zhongchi #tartali #genshin impact #tartaglia x zhongli #childe x zhongli #zhongli #childe #childe genshin impact #zhongli genshin impact #chili

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genznagito · 3 years

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Okay my account is being used for only danganronpa but I actually wanna tell everybody how our groups first campaign went:

To start off this was our first campaign and no one was taking it that seriously, just having fun. So that resulted in the party with two druids and a bard... Yes, it's awful from the very start. We have my character (Xavier), a Chaotic Neutural aarakroca druid, My friends character (Tumor), a Chaotic Evil Half Elf, and my other friends character (*to defend my friend from the Internet I'll just say their characters name was Breadstick), a Lawful Evil Gnome.. And the reason I'm giving him the name Break stick is because he made himself 11' tall using baguettes... I wish I was joking.

So we're playing the Lost Mines of (name I forgot how to spell) and the DM explains that the dwarf guy gave us our quest and all that stuff. We go on the trail and somehow last for a day and a half before coming across two dead horses, belonging to the dwarf and his companion, who were shot dead and the riders were assumingly kidnapped. I went to examine the arrows to see if they were poisoned, because I couldn't think of anything else.... Tumor and Breadstick both go to eat the dead horses... Raw.

They both roll a nat 20.

Then whole their eating the horses and I'm done inspecting, we're approached by four goblins. We all had to roll dex to avoid them. I rolled a 4, Tumor and Breadstick both rolled a 1. Luckily, all but one goblin missed us, and Tumour was shot in the arm, dealing 4 damage. I casted Produce Flame with the intention to lightly burn the goblin by throwing fire at them......

I rolled a 19.

That goblin is no more.

Then, since Tumor remembered they can speak Goblin, esentially tried to truce with the three remaining goblins. This works, despite me killing one of them. Tumor convinces the goblins to explain what happened and lead us to where the human compainion is. We follow them for about 5 miles and spot a trap up ahead and Tumour immediately calls them out on their bullshit. They start to run but Tumor casts Thunderwave and rolls high enough to vaporise all three of them. Tumor and Bread spilt the remaining bones, Tumour using them for a necklace, Bread using them for soup... The DM is just silent at this point, and slowly losing sanity.

We get to the base and the DM explains that there 20 ish goblins at the mouth of the cave, which is covered with some leaves and a small river. What does our party do? Sneak in? Disguise ourselves? Nope. Tumour just walks in like it's home to them, exclaiming "Hey gang! Wassup" and is immediately noticed by two goblins a little far off. They attack Tumour,of course. One does six damage, the other crits and does 6 damage, knocking Tumour unconscious.

I have to save Tumour by casting Shape Water, using the river to put a wall of water between me and the goblins while drag away Tumour, who gets a nat 20 on their first save.

They heal themself

I heal them a bit more, and then slap them for being stupid, which did another 1 damage.

Breadstick on the other hand is fighting two other goblins. Despite being 11' foot tall already, he uses jump to jump behind them. They both attack, then miss. Bread uses Entangle, and traps them both in place.

Tumour basically interrogates them further to get anymore information, and scares the life out of them for fun. They are terrified enough already. We think for a moment, I come up with a decent plan, but instead, Tumour and Bread leash both of the goblins with rope, make them go inside and tell the rest of the goblins that we will kill them if they don't do exactly as we say... This works.

We start to head to where the chief goblin is, and encounter three wolves, which are chained to the wall as guards. I immediately take the opportunity and cast Animal Friendship on two of the wolves (I only had two slots left), while Tumour uses Speak with Animals on the remaining wolf. That wolf explains why they're there, and reveals that there's a chimney that leads straight to where the chief is. We head there, and Bread is the first one to climb up. He gets stuck, but he can see the Chief, Bugbear, plus two more goblins and another wolf.

Bread tries to spark conversation with the goblins, that fails.

I try to assist Bread by climbing up there and threatening them with another fireball. We both get stuck and fall, losing 2 hit points.

Tumour the climbs up with a lit candle to try and seduce Bugbear... And rolls a 19 and succeeds.

We learn that the dwarf has been carried away to be sent to The Black Spider, a deadly assassin. But they have the human and some treasure. We take the human compainon and some treasure. There was 600 pieces of copper, 110 pieces of silver, two healing potions and a frog statue.

Tumour takes the frog statue. Take a guess why.

I take the healing potions, obviously.

We spilt the copper 200, Bread and I take 60 silver each since Tumour only wanted the frog.

We leave with our loot and the human, we free the wolves and ride out of the cave. We stop for a bit and rest.

And that's where our story paused because the DM revealed that we derailed the campaign entirely and he had to improvise for 2 hours of preparation. But it was so worth it. I'll update after the next campaign.

I forgot to mention that Tumour is @babyhandstim but idk if the DM or Breadstick have tumblr.

#d&d story #dnd character #dungeons and dragons #d&d 5e

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idiotrunning · 6 years

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I always fantasise that one day I would be able to erase myself from this world. I would just disappear. My existence would just vaporise into thin air. No one would remember. They would just live on their own life and there would be not difference without me because, well, I haven’t done anything that memorable in my life anyway. I’m a total waste of energy and money.

Should I be pessimistic this way? Should I deny my own worth? Should I downgrade my own value? Should I give up on myself?

The thing is, waking up is like hell. Every morning, when I open my eyes, I always question “WHY?” Why didn’t I just perish in sleep? Why am I still awake and alive? Why don’t I still love myself? Why am I still..... here? Then I start imagining a million attempts to suicide. Drug myself with tons of sleeping pills and anxiety tablets, and then go to a really dark corner by the canal where people rarely are. Then await to feel the weight on my eyelids. Then await to sleep. Await the death.

Or, I could just cut my wrist, and then walk by the canal, watching my blood flowing with boats and swans and ducks. And then exhaust myself. Then farewell.

Or, I would buy a one-way train ticket to somewhere remote. I would get off a few stops before the destination on my ticket, making me more difficult to trace. And of course I would leave my phone and everything to prove my ID behind. I would just wander in a forest or a grassland, letting myself get lost or just, I don’t know, explore? Then drugs. Then await my true end.

This is really dreadful to think about these burdens everyday. Every morning. And every night before I sleep. I haven’t actually slept for real for a long while. I would spend hours and hours scolding myself. I drive myself mad before every sunrise.

I really want to die. I really want to let it go. I hope nobody is willing to help me out. Let me just rot. Let me just wither. Let me abandon myself. Exile my will of living. Goodbye to my sanity. I want to die. Living is hell.

#Suicide #noworth #death #killmyself #Nohopetolive #Bye

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TALK STARKQUILL TO ME I NEED

Their meeting was a little less meet-cute and a little more,,, meet-ugly sort of thing.

Mainly because they both read the situation very badly and ended up trying to kill one another. Completely accidentally, but.

Still.

And really, can you blame Tony? Their ship does crash-land in the middle of a crowded highway, and barely manages to avoid civilians. Then they pop out, and they’re armed to the teeth, looking pretty threatening and...well... alien.

People end up calling (what’s left of) the Avengers- which happens, at the time, to be Tony and Tony alone.

Except the Guardians crashed in Florida; when Tony got the call he was in New Orleans at a science convention, and the suit was still in New York.

But he went anyway. Suit or no suit, he had to try. He was the only line of defence now, after... everything.

So, armed with a sophisticated watch-gauntlet and a gun he always kept tucked in his jacket pocket, he takes the jet and leaves to try and stop them from potentially, y’know, annihilating the world or whatever.

Except things don’t really happen like that, in the end.

“Listen, what are the chances you’re gonna do as I say when I order you to drop your weapons and leave?” tony asks wearily, as he holds the gun at the biggest guy’s weirdly patterned face and the gauntlet at the woman holding the largest gun he’s ever seen in his life. He doesn’t even bat an eyelid toward the talking walking raccoon or... the tree...thing.

Just another day in the life, at this point.

Although it would be kinda embarrassing if he ends up getting murdered by the raccoon. What the damn hell would they put on his grave? Here lies Tony Stark- saved New York, but unable to protect himself from the dangers of the Mighty Raccoon?

As soon as he’d spoken, about 13 different weapons were pointed in his face. Which hardly made sense, considering there were five of them and they all only had two hands. But whatever.

“How’s about we ask you the same? Except more forcefully, considering we got all the guns,” the raccoon said.

Tony rolled his eyes. “Where the fuck would I go then, what with me being a human being who lives here? Just fling myself into the void of space? And yes, tempting as that might sound, I’ve been there done that. Not as appealing as I would have thought, to be honest.”

The five stared at him in confusion for a moment, before what looked to be the only actual human stepped forward, head cocked. His eyes were bright and beard scruffy- Tony thought it suited him.

Tony also thought he should probably focus on the task at hand, and his ever-growing chances of imminent death, rather than how pretty his opponent was.

“You’re just a human, huh?” Hot Scruffy Man asked.

Tony raised an eyebrow, and then pointed the gun at him when he took another step. “What gave it away? The fact that I have the same composition and structure as every other human on the planet? The fact I look just like you, who is also a human?”

“Half human,”

“What was the other half, pure asshole?”

“Actually... kinda, yeah.” The Hot Scruffy Man paused, and then shrugged. “Daddy issues.”

Tony had a brief moment to wonder what the fuck he was doing before an involuntary snort of laughter had escaped out of him. “Yeah- rode that train before, buddy- still doesn’t explain why you’re on the planet I protect, waving your guns around at innocent people and causing millions of dollars worth in property damage.”

The team in front of him paused, and then the man looked back at the green lady, who just shrugged and put down her gun. “We were told there was an imminent threat to your planet. We were in the neighbourhood, so we thought we’d come save you.”

Tony stared at them, contemplating. “Where are your sources from?”

“The fine NovaCorps,” Massive Bulked Alien Dude spoke up.

Tony squinted, running a hand across his forehead. “Am I… supposed to know what that means?”

“Fancy space police,” Raccoon told him.

“You seen any apocalyptic aliens round here lately?” Hot scruffy Man asked him again, slightly confused now.

Tony just sighed. “Nope. And if there were, I would handle them. You can go back…wherever you came from, guys, it’s fine, Earth is fine-“

“You? You’re gonna protect the Earth? With your fancy little handgun and hand-firey thing?” The Raccoon laughed, and Tony scowled.

Luckily, because he had been counting the seconds in his head since he’d called it, he knew he was about to do something really badass, and it wiped the scowl off his face, replacing it with a little smile as he stared at the stupid talking Raccoon.

“No,” he said, shrugging as he heard the familiar whirring sound of metal moving at hundreds of miles an hour up ahead of him.

The aliens looked up, one of them pointing their gun at the source of noise, like it would do anything. But in the space of a few seconds, it had already reached its intended target, slowing down just enough to not vaporise his body and wrapping around him, every piece fitting in a way that made Tony want to give himself a round of applause.

“I’m gonna protect Earth with this,” he said, raising his two repulsors and loading them right in the Raccoon’s little face.

There was complete silence for a second, before Hot Scruffy Man made a noise that should really, for the sake of Tony’s sanity, be kept in the bedroom. “That was literally the coolest and most attractive thing I have ever seen ever. In my life.”

Tony couldn’t help himself; he smirked and cocked his head Hot scruffy Man. “Sweetie, I appreciate the sentiment, but you’re gonna have to keep it in your pants until we can sort this out.”

Green Lady sighed, and walked forward to smack Hot Scruffy Man around the back of the head. “You know what we talked about, Peter- no flirting with potential targets. It’s in bad form.”

“This guy certainly hasn’t got a bad form,” Hot Scruffy Man- Peter- nodded over to Tony and smirked.

Green Lady sighed, and then turned to Tony. “Listen. You want to protect your planet. We want to protect your planet. How about rather than pointing our weapons at one another, we try and… you know, do what we set out to do?”

Instantly, the smile slide off Tony’s face, not that any of them could tell behind the faceplate. “I work alone. Sorry. You’re gonna have to l-“

And that was when the world sort of exploded around them.

Without even thinking about it, Tony shot forward and wrapped his arms around the two closest to him- the Green Lady and Peter- rolling them to the ground and hoping that the rest of his team, especially the more flammable ones, were okay. Green Lady yelled at the sudden-ness of his approach, but Peter just sighed. “Here we go,” he muttered into Tony’s shoulder.

Tony was inclined to agree, there.

Half-way through the battle, Peter AKA Starlord AKA Galaxy’s Number One Asshole asked him out.

Tony looked at him for a good four seconds before he got tackled to the ground by… (Dracula? Dracker? He was having to learn the names on the go, and his mind was currently on other, more explosion-based things) the Massive Bulked Alien Dude.

“THAT IS VERY UNPROFFESSIONAL, PETER!” He yelled, before looking down at Tony. “Are you well? I thought you may have been hit with a paralytic beam of some sort.”

Tony nodded, and then sat up. “No paralytic. Just your team-mate.”

Massive Bulked Alien Dude nodded wisely. “He does tend to have that affect on people.”

“What? Endangering their goddamn lives on the field?”

Massive Bulked Alien Dude paused, and then shrugged as he rolled off Tony. “I was going to say rendering people speechless with his idiocy, but that too.”

“Hey, that’s not fair, I’m actually clever, Tony, I promise! Boyfriend material, right here!” Peter yelled across the battlefield, looking over to them and grinning as he shot an alien in the back of the head without even looking.

“You’re a god damn alien!” tony yelled back exasperatedly, trying to keep the smile off his face as he jumped high into the air and then landed on an unfortunate opponent.

“Yeah- think of all the new tricks I must know, then,” Peter countered, winking as he dived behind a car and then threw what must have been a fancy bomb over the bonnet.

Tony’s mind briefly short-circuited at that (Holy mother of God) astute observation- but he quickly regrouped and fired a repulsor at an alien attempting to sneak up behind Rocket. “I’m gonna need a few examples before I agree to anything, sweetie,” he replied.

Peter laughed and opened his mouth, but then the Tree hit him over the head. “Ow!” he complained, looking betrayed.

“I have enough issues dealing with one distracted team-member whilst in the middle of a battle, I will not be dealing with two! Cut the flirting out!” Gamora yelled, as Tony watched her utterly destroy two different aliens at once.

“She thinks we should be ‘professionals’ and ‘focus on the mission’ when we’re in battle,” Peter said grumpily, wiping a cut across his face and then shrugging. “I respectfully disagree.”

Tony had to cut the conversation short again in order to swoop up and laser his way into the main hull of the ship that loomed barely even twenty meters over the battlefield, but he still had the team in the comm that FRIDAY had patched him into. “So what about Monday? You sticking around until then?” He asked.

Rocket swore at them down the line, but Peter just laughed. “For you, baby, of course I am.”

“Good. I’ve got a meeting with… let’s call him an ex. Be nice to have an excuse to blow him off.”

Peter whistled, “Oooh, want me to sweep you off your feet and declare battle with him for hurting you? I’m always up for it.”

“Much as I would like to see that, he’s kind of peak physical perfection. Plus I’d rather just make out with you,” Tony admitted.

“That’s fair. I want to make out with me too.”

“You’re an asshole.”

“Yep- welcome to the Guardians- we’re all assholes here. You’ll fit right in,” Peter told him.

“I am GROOT!” Came a rumbling voice that Tony could hear even off the comms, and he looked down in time to watch the tree grab Peter around the wait and haul him, flinging him up in to the sky with a yell.

It was a perfect throw, to be fair to Groot. Peter’s momentum cut out just as he was level with Tony, who grabbed his shoulders and lifted his faceplate, just for a second, in time for Peter to plant one on his mouth with a grin and a raised eyebrow, before he began falling again, right into Groot’s waiting arms.

Through the comm, Gamora just sighed. “Idiots. All of you.”

#starkquill #tony stark #peter quill #gotg #avengers #space boys #mmmmmm yes pls and thank u #yondadudonta

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earl-of-221b · 7 years

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noblesse icebreaker

Thank you for tagging me @spectralmelon !

Name/nickname: earl, short for my fav drink earl grey tea

How did you find out about Noblesse?: When I was in the height of my Mangareader phase, I kind of just clicked on Noblesse when the title art was getting featured as one of those ‘recently updated’ manga. (That one old pic of Rai in the white uniform and then a close up of him.) Just because. And then I, someone who had only ever read japanese manga in black and white, was blinded by the full colour art. My brain could not compute. Full colour art? Every page? Every chapter? This manhua artist was a visionary. And there’s like three hundred chapters already. Story-wise, I got whiplash when the supposed principal of this high school bowed to the Vampire Man™ (who clearly did not look like a high schooler imo but somehow was blending in anyway). But this interaction really interested me - immediately alluding to a history between these characters that I wanted to know. And then Rai started high school and M-21 and M-24 go kekeke~ and Rai couldn’t open doors and them pure jokes about Rai being a fish out of water were delightful. Also, in the early chapters Franken’s power was bright pink! And I gobbled that up I loved his pink killing powers how gorgeous. Yes, murder Mary and Jake with pink neon lightning while grumbling about getting vampire drool on your neat clothes.

Favorite character(s)? Frankenstein and Raizel of course!

Previous Lord is also fantastique and M-21 will always be there in my heart. (And Tao. And takeo. And Seira and Regis. Sigh.)

Favorite scene(s)?

HOnestly, the first time Rai had ramen and thought it was an assassination attempt - this was like so masterfully animated in Awakening it was glorious.

Rai trying to get out of the house via the window because he felt the need to make sure Franken was ok with Mary and Jake. Mary and Jake.

SHIT THE FIRST TIME FRANKEN SUMMONED DARK SPEAR??? I WAS SO SHOOK? LIKE YEA FRANKEN TEACH THAT PUNK WHAT HAPPENS WHEN HE DISRESPECTS YOUR EMPLOYEES IN YOUR SCHOOL

OH MY GOSH Remember that early part where M-21 and M-24 were answering their phone thinking that those noblesses were calling them so early? And they were like shit, M-21, quick, answer it! Be serious! Be vigilant! Can’t let down guard! And it turned out it was just a telemarketer?

Freaking heck remember when I was totally convinced that Takeo was a lady for his entire entry arc? But anyway Takeo sniping some bad guys. Takeo getting fake-mugged and then getting saved and making friends with the Yeran High group! Shinwoo Yuna Ikhan you guys are so sweet. (Has Suyi arrived yet?) Like. Tao and Takeo hanging with the yeran crew warms my heart, looking back.

Any time Frankenstein has time alone with Rai.

Any time the kids are over and trashing Franken’s place and having fun with Rai like you do and Franken twitching slightly in the corner

The early days where translation was shaky and sometimes Franken called Rai ‘My Lord.’ Loved that shit

Franken walking home with sping onions in his supermarket bag before being captured by yuri. He was just trying to do the shopping. He has a family to feed.

When tao started being himself after been freed from the Union

When Rai is using his powers in the beginning when it wasn’t all that painful and draining to watch, where we could all cheer guiltlessly as he crushed his enemies with finesse and ease without breaking a sweat

Rai’s blood fields and how beautiful they are when drawn nicely, the different shades of red that seem to glide but we know it’s all destructive force

Any time Raizel pats Frankenstein’s shoulder in reassurance

RAI BLUSHING

‘I would be able to experiment and stabilise your bodies. But that depends on Master. You see, I cannot disobey his orders.’

‘Really Frankenstein?” or something to that effect, “I recall otherwise”

Cue Franken trying to backtrack^

Any time Rai calls Franken out like that because Franken is Franken and its great

Raskreia pulling RAgnorok

‘Frankenstien caused many incidents. The Clan Leaders used to come to me to complain.’ d e c e a s e d

Frankenstein giving Rai earrings and a ring - and then Rai going ‘it’s not my colour.’ Which was great. But also, in retrospect, Rai probably said those things to try and take Franken’s mind off of bad thoughts like ‘oh no, is the power going to be compatible??????’

Raizel fighting Raskreia. UmPH.

Frankenstein busting into the temple disheveled and half unclothed, trying to stop Rai from fighting even though he knows he can’t and then Rai reassuring him with a smile.

Like wow

‘Are you alright, Master?’

‘I’m fine, Frankenstein.’ he says with a soft smile

‘There’s no way you can be fine after that.’ Frankenstein oh my gosh. You’ve never said it stark to his face that before Franken. It hurt my soul and I loved it.

‘Master...that’s the wrong way...’

Ramen experiments.

Any time Franken mouths off at enemies condescendingly

Any time Rai makes a bad guy k n e e l

Oh my gosh I just remmbered his killer line ‘This is where your eye meets mine.’

w r e ck t, j a k e

That scene where Franken and Rai are having tea. It’s not a happy scene but it was huge. Rai drops his teacup for the first time (graphic) and remind us all that Cadis Etrama di Raizel is not ok and has never been since we’ve seen him awake. Then, worried out of his head, Franken can’t wait for Rai to talk himself and straightforwardly asks what caused his 820y sleep. There were two big things that kept me going with a burning passion while reading Noblesse, and that was

1) Franken and Rai’s history.

2) With all this talk of traitors and conspiracy, what was this big coup and how were able to put the Noblesse to sleep. How did Rai end up in the box? Why were Franken and Rai parted for so long??? This kept me up at night. ( I expected something much more elaborate than what’s been revealed now but still.)

When the man-bat tried to make his hostage quiet, unassuming, high school uniformed Rai.

Rai v Urokai and Zarga - AKA the first time Rai pulled out approximately seven blood fields that looked like seven raging red tornadoes when Urokai question his ability.

Seira and Regis.

Shinwoo actually beating bad guys up. Shinwoo is a good kid and kind friend

Everybody’s fav scenes: Whenever Frankenstein goes ‘Allow me,’ and Rai pauses for a moment, ponders upon it, and then agrees.

Then Franken gets out The Violence and has tangible killing intent spilling from him in throngs that make people question his sanity. This is up there in terms of fav.

Every single time Rai feels the overwhelming need to sigh.

Rai sighing

Rai stuttering ‘hm....um....hn....’

NOnsu and Sangeen making disgusted faces at all this mystical crap going on. Remember when one of the union groups tried to sass them like ‘hahah you like him??’ because nonsu and Sangeen are happily married undercover strike agents

Tao getting Takeo some sweet new pistols and getting M-21 his sweet new optimised nail filer

Any time someone is Recruited against their knowledge into Raizel’s Knights

Raizel’s Knights doing cool shit.

Raizel finding out about Raizel’s Knights.

Regis running through the woods trying to fend off central knights encroaching on Rai’s mansion in Lukedonia

OH. The trio stowing away in the cargo hold of their bosses plane, said plane falling, them wake up in hospital beds and

M-21 - what’s happening?

Tao - huh?

Takeo - F-freeze! *gun fingers.

Any time ~mind control~ fails to work in the series. LIke Regis failing at F and R. the central knights failing on the trio

Seira calling upon Death Scythe. Seira wielding Death Scythe. Seira silhouetted by a giant spirit god of death. Any time Seira fights with her giant giant scythe

Frankenstein v Rajak fight!!!!!!! Franken v Rajak fight never saw an end but what a fight!!!

Franken murdering Gradeus. Yes. But most importantly, that one shot of Franken turning his back on his kill, a empty ring of purple where Gradeus had been devoured alive by the souls of the undead in necromantic weapon Dark Spear

Dark Spear. Any time Franken goes ‘Answer my call’

Ok ok ok ok the f l a s h b ac k s. All of every major flashback. Gejutel and Ragar running through the woods in pursuit of renegade Frankenstein in laced cuffs and victorian suit in medieval days.

I loved the scene where we actually see Gejutel fight. The giant sky tearing, body vaporising lance. Regasus was huge.

Any interaction between Franken and Ragar, good friends

‘I just started working here, hahah’ *scratches head

Everything about Rai is stoic and monumental, Franken asks this great man why he didn’t make him see the Lord and ‘...I forgot.’

PREV LORD AND RAI MAKE IT TO THE FRANKEN V UROKAI BATTLE

THIS IS ALSO THE FIRST TIME WE SEE FRANKEN GET POSSSSESSSED BY DS. OH MY

The brief Franken v Rai fight literally sucked my breath out of my lungs like n o they’re actually going to FIGHT even if it’s not really Franken there but the thought of Franken and Rai fighting is just RIVETING and IMPOSSIBLE and TERRIBLE

fav fav scene: chapter 295

you guys all know what this is 295 when they made the b o n d

Franken destroying ninth elder with just words and wit. How dare you speak to him, you traitor of humanity

tesamu

A couple of weeks ago when Muzaka stopped what’s known as 废话, useless monologuing/ chatter, and straight up diced second-in-strength werewolf whom I cannot name. Blood went everywhere. Parts rained down like a chunky storm. It was glorious, Muzaka.

Edian mildly threatening Franken and Franken sticking his head in Rai’s door to tattle on her.

Forgive me for this list.

Why are you still following it? The characters. Franken and Rai are very important to me.

How do you like to spend time in the fandom? (“I liveblog the chapters”/ “i roleplay”/ “I draw fanart” / “I like to read fics” etc.)

I write fanfic when I have time!

Sometimes I sketch some fanart but I’m also prone to the one angle, one face, pencil-only thing.

Do you have any ships and/or crackships that you’d like to share? When I started writing Who is the Monster, I didn’t ship Franken and Rai. In fact, I’d followed noblesse for a couple of years before finding that, yes, I do like them together. In a world where love feels very...cheap? in media, I don’t really like shipping and platonic relationships just appeal to me more. Unless there’s something that really draws me in I’m not that interested. I mean, there’s doumeki and yashiro, and victor and yuri and other ships that are great! But in the beginning of last year I got into Franken and Rai. Writing Who is the Monster really made me realise that Franken and Rai are romantic to me. Really getting to flesh out what’s up between them and making up in-character interaction changed the direction of the fic. It’s like that saying where - I wrote the characters the way they wanted to go. And where they wanted to go was be in deep love with each other to the point of self destruction. Hm.

that, and I read other writer’s fics about them and found it so nice

(looking at you, Nerdanel/daylight-star - your rosa de sal - and Laryna6)

(also qdeanna later, your art is <3)

So that’s how I tricked myself into writing a 130k+ slow burn fic.

My best contribution into the online literary world.

when all songs on the radio you relate back to Franken and Rai you know things have c h a n g e d

I really want to talk to someone about ____________!

Writing more noblesse fic so I can read it. I want to read more noblesse material. Please write me more fic. I know I’ve been blocked for ages but maybe if you guys write some I can get back into it. I really love Franken and Rai. More Franken and Rai, please.

I’d like to tag @qdeanna @laryna6 @daylight-star @alexvolkovvlad

#noblesseicebreaker #noblesse #I started reading noblesse in year 11 I remember #now I read coloured manhwas every week since noblesse helped me discover god of high school #and full coloured feng shen ji and the ongoing xi xing ji #But noblesse I discovered on a whim and #It's the single best dumb click bait mangareader choice I've made #I love Franken and Rai's love #the thing I hate most about media is unnecessary romantic plots #like #you can do a movie without a romantic subplot!!#you can!!! not force it!!!!!#it got so bad to the point where I had to physically look away from terrible kisses that I could not stand anymore #This largely contributed to me realising I was aro #but anyway Franken and Rai are good and pure #so #what are your favourite noblesse scenes?#I find the plot of noblesse lacking now since it's kind of just big flashy fight after big flashy fight #but I will never abandon my trio Regis Seira and Noblesse and his bonded #characters are nice

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