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The Lost Dragon XVI - Hēnkirī hae mēre

Summary:

Aemond comes to terms with recent events.

Warning(s): Upset, Body Issues, Angst, Fluff, Uncle/Niece Incest, Smut - Kissing, Oral Sex, P in V.

Hēnkirī hae mēre - Togather as one.

AEMOND TARGARYEN x O.C -VAELYS TARGARYEN

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

Word Count: - 4068

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon or Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used.

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Aemond stood in front of the funeral pyre, his heart heavy with grief, his soul shattered into a million pieces. His once proud posture was slumped, his shoulders weighed down by the unbearable burden of loss. He looked a mess, his silver hair dishevelled and unkempt, his eye bloodshot and hollow from sleepless nights spent mourning the woman he loved.

The flames of the pyre crackled and danced before him, casting an eerie glow upon his pale, haggard face. He hadn't slept since Vaelys died, the pain of her absence like a dagger twisting in his heart with every passing moment. He felt completely lost without her, adrift in a sea of sorrow and despair.

As he watched the flames consume Vaelys' mortal remains, Aemond felt a searing pain deep within his soul. He wanted to scream, to rage against the injustice of her untimely death, but his voice was lost in the howling wind that whipped around him, carrying his anguish into the night.

Memories of their time together flooded his mind—their laughter, their love, their shared dreams of a future filled with hope and promise. But now, all of that was gone, reduced to nothing but ashes and dust.

Every moment he had spent with Vaelys haunted him now, each memory tainted by the knowledge that his actions had led to her demise. He couldn't bear the thought of a life without her, of facing each day knowing that he was responsible for her death.

As the flames consumed her, Aemond bowed his head in shame, his shoulders shaking with silent sobs. He had failed her, failed to protect her, and now she was gone, lost to him forever.

In the wake of Vaelys' death, Aemond retreated into darkness, consumed by grief and guilt. He shut himself away from the world, refusing to eat, refusing to speak to anyone. The light seemed to have been extinguished from his life, leaving nothing but an endless void of emptiness and despair.

Days turned into weeks, and still Aemond remained lost in his sorrow, his heart weighed down by the burden of his guilt. He couldn't bear to be around his children, especially the newborn Rekara, a constant reminder of the life he had failed to protect.

He felt ashamed of himself, ashamed of the weakness that had allowed his grief to consume him so completely. He had always prided himself on his strength and resilience, but now he felt like nothing more than a hollow shell of the man he once was.

As he languished in his self-imposed exile, Aemond's world grew smaller and smaller, until it seemed as though there was nothing left but darkness. He knew that he should seek solace in the love of his children, in the memories of the life he had shared with Vaelys, but the pain was too raw, too overwhelming to bear.

And so, he remained trapped in his own personal hell, drowning in a sea of regret and despair.

Aemond's soul was consumed by an unrelenting anguish that he could no longer bear. With each passing moment, the weight of his grief pressed down upon him like a suffocating shroud, crushing his spirit beneath its unbearable burden.

In a desperate bid to escape the pain, Aemond sought solace in the one creature that had always been by his side—his dragon, Vhagar. With trembling hands and a heart heavy with sorrow, he made his way to where she liked to rest.

"Vhagar," he whispered hoarsely, his voice choked with emotion as he approached her massive form. "I beg you-Drakarys”.

The great dragon hesitated, sensing the agony in her rider's voice, but Aemond's desperation was palpable, his eyes wild with torment as he pleaded with her to end his suffering.

He couldn’t live without Vaelys, he couldn’t survive in a world where she didn’t exist.

"Drakarys, Kostilus" he cried out, his voice breaking with anguish as he begged for release.

Vhagar turned her head away, refusing to obey her rider’s command.

“Dohaerās. Vhagar” sobbed Aemond.

Aemond fell to his knees, the tears streaming down his face.

“Please-Vhagar-DRAKARYS”

Vhagar let out a sorrowful sound, her eyes filled with a profound sadness as she lowered her massive head, bowing to her rider's command. With a heavy heart, she unleashed a torrent of flames that consumed Aemond in an inferno of agony and despair.

Aemond's heart raced as he jolted awake, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he struggled to make sense of his surroundings. His mind reeled with the vivid images of his nightmare—the flames, the pain, the unbearable grief that had consumed him.

But as his eye adjusted to the dim light of the chamber, he realized that it had all been just a dream. Vaelys lay sleeping peacefully beside him, her chest rising and falling in the steady rhythm of slumber. Relief flooded through him like a tidal wave, washing away the lingering echoes of his nightmare.

He reached out to touch her, his fingers trembling with emotion as he traced the curve of her cheek, the softness of her hair. She stirred at his touch, her eyes fluttering open as she gazed up at him with sleepy confusion.

"Aemond?" she murmured, her voice still heavy with sleep.

He smiled down at her, his heart overflowing with gratitude for the simple miracle of her presence. "It's nothing, my love," he whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Just a bad dream."

And as he held her close, Aemond vowed to cherish every moment they had together, knowing now more than ever that their love was precious and fragile, a gift to be treasured above all else. In the warmth of her embrace, he found solace from the darkness that had threatened to consume him.

Aemond sat quietly in the corner of the chamber, his gaze fixed on Vaelys as she cradled their newborn daughter in her arms. He watched with a mixture of awe and tenderness as she gently fed the baby, her movements slow and deliberate, her eyes filled with love.

Their other children, Sovia, Daevyn, and Aemon, sat on the floor nearby, playing together with laughter and chatter filling the room. Aemond couldn't help but smile at the sight of them, their innocence and joy a welcome respite from the darkness that had threatened to consume him.

But his attention never strayed far from Vaelys, who still bore the lingering effects of her near-death experience during childbirth. She was pale and frail, her strength depleted from the ordeal she had endured, but her spirit remained unbroken, her love for their children shining bright in her eyes.

Aemond felt a surge of protectiveness wash over him as he kept a watchful eye on her, his heart filled with a fierce determination to keep her safe from harm. He knew that she was still recovering, still vulnerable, and he would do whatever it took to ensure her well-being.

As the Maesters conducted a thorough examination of Vaelys, their expressions grave as they discussed her condition in hushed tones. After what felt like an eternity, they turned to her with sombre expressions, delivering their verdict.

"You are healing remarkably well, Princess” one of the Maesters began, his voice gentle but firm. "However, given the severity of your recent ordeal, we must advise against any further pregnancies. Your body has endured a great deal of strain, and it would not be safe for you to risk another childbirth."

Vaelys felt a lump form in her throat at the Maesters' words, her heart sinking at the realization that she would never bear another child. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she struggled to come to terms with the news.

Tears streamed down Vaelys' cheeks as she buried her face in Aemond's chest, her sobs echoing through the chamber. The weight of the Maesters words hung heavy on her heart, their verdict a painful reminder of her own limitations.

"I'm sorry," she whispered brokenly, her voice muffled against his chest. "I'm so sorry, Aemond. I can't give you any more children."

Aemond held her close, his arms a comforting embrace as he gently stroked her hair, his heart aching at the sight of her pain. "Shh, my love," he murmured, his voice tender and reassuring.

But Vaelys shook her head, her tears continuing to flow unabated. "But I'm-your wife, I’m-," she choked out between sobs. "-I'm supposed to give you as many children as you desire”.

Aemond cupped her face in his hands, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Vaelys, listen to me," he said, his voice firm but gentle. "You are so much more than just a vessel for bearing my children. You are my wife, my soulmate, and as a mother, you are nothing short of extraordinary."

“B-But-“ sniffed Vaelys.

"We already have four beautiful children," he reminded her gently. "Our family is complete as it is. We have Sovia, Daevyn, Aemon, and now little Rekara. That's more than enough for any man to ask for."

Vaelys nodded, her heart heavy with sadness but also with gratitude for the family they had built together. She knew that Aemond was right—that their children were a blessing beyond measure, and she would cherish every moment they shared together, no matter what the future held.

As Vaelys soared through the sky atop Vermithor, her heart felt lighter than it had in weeks. The wind whipped through her hair, the rush of air against her face a welcome distraction from the weight of her worries. Beneath her, Vermithor's powerful wings beat rhythmically, carrying them higher and higher into the endless expanse of blue.

Together, they soared through the clouds, their bond unbreakable, their spirits intertwined as one. Vaelys felt a sense of freedom unlike anything she had ever known, a liberation from the constraints of her own thoughts and fears. With Vermithor by her side, she was invincible, capable of facing whatever challenges lay ahead.

As they glided effortlessly through the sky, Vaelys closed her eyes and let herself be swept away by the sheer exhilaration of flight. The world fell away beneath her, replaced by the vastness of the heavens stretching out in every direction.

As Vaelys soared through the sky on Vermithor, a thrill shot through her at the familiar sound of another dragon's roar. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked up to see Vhagar descending from the clouds, Aemond astride her mighty back. A smile spread across Vaelys' face as their eyes met, a silent understanding passing between them.

With a graceful arc, Vhagar joined Vermithor in the sky, the two dragons flying side by side as though they were dancing among the clouds.

But they were not alone. Soon, they were joined by Helaena on Dreamfyre, and Daeron on Tessarion. The four of them flying together, was truly a sight to behold.

As they soared higher and higher, Vaelys felt a sense of unity wash over her, a feeling of camaraderie and belonging that filled her with warmth.

As the dragons descended from the sky and touched down in the courtyard of Dragonstone, the excitement in the air was palpable. Sovia came running out, her face lit up with joy as she called out to her parents.

"Mama! Daddy!" she exclaimed, her voice echoing with excitement. "You have to come see! Kara's dragon egg has hatched!"

Vaelys and Aemond exchanged a glance, their hearts pounding with anticipation as they followed Sovia back to their chambers. When they entered, they were greeted by the sight of their daughter, Rekara, fast asleep in her crib.

But it was the tiny dragon hatchling curled up next to her that stole their breath away. Its scales shimmered in the soft light of the room; its eyes closed in peaceful slumber as it nuzzled against Rekara's side.

Vaelys felt tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as she looked upon the sight before her. It was a moment of pure magic, a testament to the bond between dragon and rider.

Aemond's hand found hers, his touch warm and reassuring as they watched their daughter and her dragon hatchling with awe.

Vaelys stood in front of the mirror in her chambers, her gaze lingering on her reflection with a mixture of apprehension and self-doubt. Her body had changed since giving birth to their fourth child, and she couldn't help but feel self-conscious of her body.

Lost in her thoughts, Vaelys jumped when she heard the door to her chambers creak open behind her. She turned to see Aemond entering the room, his expression curious as he took in the sight of her standing there.

"Vaelys, my love, is everything alright?" Aemond asked, his brow furrowing with concern.

Quickly, Vaelys moved to cover herself, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Oh, Aemond, I didn't hear you come in," she stammered, her voice tinged with unease.

Aemond's confusion deepened as he watched her, his eye searching her face for answers. "Why are you hiding, Vaelys? What's wrong?"

Unable to meet his gaze, Vaelys felt a lump form in her throat as she struggled to find the words to explain. "I-I just-I'm not as-as I used to be," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Since giving birth, my body-it's changed, and I'm afraid-I'm afraid you won't find me attractive anymore."

Aemond's eye softened with understanding as he approached her.

"Vaelys, look at me," he said, his voice tender and reassuring. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, inside and out. Your body may have changed, but that doesn't change how I feel about you. I love you, Vaelys, more than words can express."

“I-I just don’t-“ muttered Vaelys and Aemond reached out for her.

Aemond held Vaelys close, his arms wrapped protectively around her as he whispered softly in her ear. "Let me show you how much I love you," he murmured, his voice filled with warmth and tenderness.

With gentle hands, he brushed away the strands of hair that clung to her tear-streaked cheeks, his touch soft and comforting. He leaned in closer, his lips finding hers in a tender kiss filled with love and devotion.

His hands removing her silken robe, letting it slip to the floor, leaving her bare before him.

"Sīr gevie," he murmured, his gaze lingering on her with a tenderness that made her heart flutter (So beautiful).

Vaelys felt a blush creep into her cheeks as she met his gaze, her eyes shining with emotion.

With a gentle touch, Aemond brushed a stray strand of silver hair from her face, his fingers tracing the curve of her cheek with reverence. "Every time I look at you, I am reminded of just how lucky I am to have you by my side,"

“Aemond” whispered Vaelys as she leaned into his touch.

“Issa ābrazȳrys, issa jorrāelagon, ñuhon” growled Aemond his cock begining to grow hard in his breeches (My wife, my love, mine).

“Issa valzȳrys, issa nēdenka gēlenka zaldrīzes” replied Vaelys (My husband, my fierce silver dragon).

“Issa dāria, let me worship at your throne” said Aemond as he took hold of Vaelys’ legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed (My Queen).

“Ooo A-Aemond” exclaimed Vaelys.

“Such a pretty cunny " breathed Aemond spitting on her pussy before he ran the flat of his tongue up Vaelys’ soaked slit, from bottom to the top, tasting her.

“Oh, my god” moaned Vaelys her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

“That’s it my sweet. Let me hear you”.

“YES! It feels so good. Don’t stop. Aemond. Please” begged Vaelys.

"Delicious" purred Aemond as he began lapping at Vaelys, running his tongue along every fold.

"More" panted Vaelys. "Please. I need more”.

Aemond inserted two fingers, sliding them in and out of her slick wet folds.

“Oh, fuck" whimpered Vaelys; her chest heaving.

Aemond’s fingers were soaking wet as they continued to pump in and out of her tight heat.

“I can’t wait to get my cock inside you. I don’t want to wait any longer, come for me” moaned Aemond.

Gods his cock was so hard, it was almost painful.

Finally, he felt Vaelys’ inner walls start to flutter around his fingers, squeezing them. Her back arched taut as a bow, and she screamed her release.

Aemond pumped slowly and lapped at his wife whilst she came.

Soon her tense body went slack and pliant, her chest heaving with every breath.

Aemond slowly moved up Vaelys’ body, pressing kisses to her soft body as he went, until he reached his desired destination.

“Aemond-Issa dārys, issa zaldrīzes” whispered Vaelys as she writhed against him (My King, my dragon).

Aemond looked at Vaelys and smirked before he bent down to lick her nipples, he couldn’t contain his excitement as he went back and forth between his wife’s wonderful, enlarged breasts that nourished their daughter.

“Oh” muttered Vaelys as she flung her arms over her face in embarrassment, as pearly white liquid began to leak from her breasts, running down her body in rivulets.

“Do not feel embarrassed my love” whispered Aemond.

Aemond ran his tongue over the milk that had dripped from his wife’s rosy nipples and delighted in the sweetened taste.

“Hmmm” moaned Aemond as he continued to lick and suck his wife’s breasts.

“A-Aemond” gasped Vaelys.

“Surely you would not deprive me wife. Your mother’s milk tastes delicious” muttered Aemond softly.

“I need you” exclaimed Vaelys.

Aemond couldn't wait any longer. He surged forward and ploughed his hard cock into Vaelys’ soaked cunt.

"AEMOND!" shouted Vaelys, her eyes popping open from her post-orgasm haze.

"You feel so good" rasped Aemond.

"Fuck me, Aemond" urged Vaelys, her tone bordering on desperate as she thrust her hips upward towards his.

Aemond chuckled and bit down lightly on a nipple, making Vaelys moan and squirm.

He started to thrust slowly, trying to prolong the feel of his wife squeezing his cock.

"Faster, Aemond" begged Vaelys.

"Patience, Issa dōna mēre. This is our first time since you birthed our daughter" chided Aemond as he ran his nose up Vaelys’ neck (My sweet one).

“Yes, Aemond, just like that-" panted Vaelys.

Her hands ran over his arms, over his shoulders, and down his back. Her nimble fingers mapped his back muscles and then went down to his arse and gripped him - pressing him into her harder.

“Gods, Vaelys" grunted Aemond, speeding up slightly.

"Fuck me, Aemond. Fuck me with that big, cock of yours. You feel so good inside me. Make me scream, make me come”.

Aemond knew exactly what Vaelys was doing, but he couldn’t help himself.

Vaelys wanted faster, and he was going much faster now; so much for having the control in the situation. His pace had increased with every filthy word that dropped from his wife’s luscious lips.

Now he was quickly thrusting in and out, shaking the bed, the headboard banging against the wall.

Aemond lifted Vaelys’ legs onto his shoulders and wrapped his arms around her thighs, squeezing them together as he thrust his cock into her soaking wet pussy.

Vaelys folded her arms above her head as she moved her hips, meeting Aemond thrust for thrust.

“Aemond! I’m going to come. Oh, fuck!” screamed Vaelys.

“That’s it baby-come for me. Māzigon syt aōha dārys” exclaimed Aemond as he felt her clenching on his cock (Come for your King).

Vaelys always looked amazing when she came. Her head thrown back in pleasure, her eyes alive with lust, and her pale skin shining with sweat.

Aemond could feel the tension in his abdomen, but he didn’t want to come. Not yet.

Not even waiting for her orgasm to fully subside, Aemond moved Vaelys’ legs off his shoulders and manoeuvred her onto all fours, she whimpered as his cock slipped out, but he bent forward to press a series of kisses to her glorious arse, his hands kneading the soft pale flesh.

“P-Please Aemond” whispered Vaelys, her voice slightly muffled as she pressed her face into the mattress.

Aemond took his cock in hand and sheathed himself inside Vaelys once again, his eye rolling into the back of his head.

Vaelys arched her back and screamed as Aemond pounded into her, the sound of his hips slapping against hers echoed around the room.

“Fuck. Vaelys-that’s it” moaned Aemond.

He took hold of Vaelys hair, twisting his fingers in the silky strands before he pulled her backwards, her sweaty back colliding with his chest.

Aemond held Vaelys tight too him as he fucked her, his cock reaching deep inside her.

“Give it to me” pleaded Vaelys her head lolling back onto Aemond’s shoulder.

Aemond could feel the tension building in his abdomen again, as he thrust his cock inside Vaelys.

“I want you to come on my cock again, but not like this-” muttered Aemond as he once again withdrew from his wife’s wet heat and propped himself up against the headboard.

“-Aemond” exclaimed Vaelys breathlessly.

“Ride me baby” replied Aemond as he pulled Vaelys on top of him.

His hand moving to his cock, rubbing it along her folds before she sunk down and completely engulfed him.

“Oh” gasped Vaelys as she rolled her hips against Aemonds.

“That’s it baby, take it. Take all of me”.

Aemond placed his hands on Vaelys’ hips and marvelled at his wife as she rode him.

Vaelys dug her nails into Aemond’s chest as she moved her hips against his, his cock hitting the sweet spot inside her perfectly.

“A-Aemond” moaned Vaelys as he moved his hand to her breasts and once again took one of her nipples into his mouth, his teeth gently grazing the rosy bud.

“Let go baby, I can feel you clenching around me” exclaimed Aemond, as he moved to the other breast and lavished it with the same attention as the other.

“AEMOND” screamed Vaelys her vision going white as she came around his cock.

Her husband threw her back onto the bed his cock never leaving her warmth as he pounded into her, her legs wrapped around his waist, trapping his body against hers as he chased his own end.

“God. Vaelys” groaned Aemond as he exploded. His cock throbbing and twitching as he finally spilled his seed, collapsing on top of his wife, breathing hard.

It took a good while for Aemond to regain his senses.

Meanwhile his wife was laid underneath him completely blissed out. Her heart pounding in her chest.

As the tender moment between Aemond and Vaelys lingered, a soft knock echoed through the chamber, drawing their attention.

“Just a moment-“ muttered Aemond as he slowly pulled his softened cock from his wife.

“Aemond” hissed Vaelys as she bunched the sheets around her naked body.

After quickly pulling on his robe, Aemond opened the door to find Ceci standing there, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She held out a cup of moontea, her expression sheepish.

"I thought the Princess would be in need of this," Ceci said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Aemond's gaze softened as he took the cup from her, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. He could tell by Ceci's demeanour that she had overheard their intimate moment, but instead of feeling embarrassed, he felt a strange sense of pride.

"Thank you, Ceci," he said, his voice gentle. "We appreciate it."

As he turned to bring the cup to Vaelys, he couldn't help but feel a sudden surge of arousal as she sat up and the sheets slipped from her body revealing her breasts.

Vaelys took the cup from Aemond with a grateful smile, although her expression soured slightly as she caught a whiff of the foul-smelling concoction. With a grimace, she took a sip, forcing herself to swallow the bitter liquid.

“Mayhaps we should request more moontea-“ muttered Aemond as he removed his robe.

“Why-OH?” gasped Vaelys as she stared at her husband’s half hard cock.

“I seem to have developed quite the appetite-” whispered Aemond as he lowered himself onto the bed and crawled towards Vaelys, his hungry gaze fixed upon her like a predator upon its prey.

“-Then allow me to thoroughly satisfy your hunger” muttered Vaelys as she ran her hands through Aemonds long silver hair and pulled him on top of her.

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jokeroutsubs · 6 months

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[ENG SUB] Bojan Cvjetićanin: I know that we will cry our eyes out. And I'm really looking forward to those tears

Original article from Slovenske Novice Si

Translation credit: @moonlvster

Bojan Cvjetićanin: I know that we will cry our eyes out. And I'm really looking forward to those tears

Just before the highly anticipated concert in Ljubljana's Stožice Arena, we talked to Joker Out's singer, who told us about the band's plans for the future. First, they're going on vacation, and they're even all going together.

At the time of our chat, there are two days separating you from the concert in Stožice, how are you feeling?

We announced the Stožice concert quite a while ago, everyone was asking us if we were a little crazy, even we sometimes asked ourselves if we were completely sane in the meantime. But after a year, we are now in the final stretch, and we can't wait, because we don't have the nerves to wait anymore. If it dragged on for another week or so, one of us would explode. We can't wait to get on stage, we really need it by now.

What do you expect to feel after such a big concert? It can probably kind of drain a person?

When the concert was announced, we didn't imagine that in one year we'd be at the point where we are today. A lot of things happened in this year, and for us, this concert marks the end of one era and the official start of a new, even more important one. Based on the experience from Cvetličarna and Križanke, I know that we will cry our eyes out as soon as we get to the changing room. I really look forward to these tears because I haven't cried in a while. The crying will probably last a while and we'll let a lot of things out. I wouldn't say that we'll feel empty. Two days after the concert, we're going on holiday together, and that's where we'll be able to talk and air out everything that has happened to us. After our holiday, we're immediately going on tour again, there won't be a lot of time to think.

It's interesting that you're going on holiday together, do you not need time to have a break from each other?

Everyone we tell reacts the same way you did, they ask us if we're normal. But we have a good time together, we enjoy it, we get on well. Going on holiday togather is natural. We're constantly building a relationship that gets deeper every day, even though it seems like it couldn't be any deeper.

How do you resolve any conflicts that might happen in the band?

Luckily we haven't had any big conflicts so far. We have daily friction, which tends to happen in a group of five creative people, but it probably happens in all teams. Our rule is to speak honestly about all feelings, to prevent any grudges from developing. That way, we resolve everything quickly.

On your website, I looked up the concerts you've announced until the end of the year, a lot of them are abroad. How did you pick the places where you'll play? I understand that venues in the capital cities of former Yugoslavian countries are a natural choice, but how to choose the right venue in, for example, Barcelona?

After the Eurovision Song Contest, we had to really quickly draw up a tour. When we started doing that in June, it was already really late, generally you book venues for the year at the end of the previous year or the start of that year. We responded to invites from all foreign promoters who invited us to have a gig in their cities. Venue availability dictated where we went, we grabbed everything they offered us.

I know that the audience response abroad has been excellent so far, did that surprise you?

We have two tours behind us, UK and Nordic, we were in Great Britain and Scotland, in Norway, Sweden and Finland. We weren't surprised by the good response, but we were surprised by how many people sang in Slovenian. That's pretty hard to get used to.

When we talk about Slovenian musicians breaking out internationally, we quickly come up against language barriers - well, now you're saying that you don't feel that. But still, global success isn't just a question of talent, there's only one Rihanna, but there are plenty of girls who are like her at the start of her career. So what is the key? Luck? Connecting with the right people?

Any kind of success is an accumulation of many links that have to connect into a chain. Hard work, knowledge, talent, a huge amount of luck, being in the right place. I'm not really someone who believes in coincidences, but we can say that, as well. And connecting with the right people. From the start of our journey, we've tried to connect with people who wanted to be with us from the beginning because they liked this story, and not because they thought they could get money from it. Well, at the beginning, it was clear to them that there wouldn't be any money for a while. Love within the team and hard work are the key things.

How much of an influence did performing at the Eurovision Song Contest have on your international success? Some might say that young people don't watch the contest, but your performances prove otherwise…

It's true, the Eurovision Song Contest was our catapult. Just the final night was watched live by 62 million people. We're very glad that before the Eurovision Song Contest, we had built a strong enough base in Slovenia and made enough music that a certain percentage of those 62 million who looked up our music online could actually find it there.

I think that it was in 2020 when the songs Vem da greš and Gola were being played. Back then, I said that Joker Out would definitely be the next biggest band here, and I like to brag about that now. Would you say that there was a certain moment when you looked at each other and said: this is it, we've made it?

Right from the beginning, we've considered what we do to be the best thing. Success is a completely subjective thing, but we've truly believed in what we do. We trusted that if the five of us, our producer, and the people closest to us liked something, that meant it worked. We didn't let any outsiders challenge that. As for a specific moment... for me personally, it was our two concerts in Cvetličarna when we released our first album, that was when I saw how big everything that was happening around us was, when you put it all together in one place.

But it's probably not easy if so many people want a piece of you? You've spoken about panic attacks before…

We have a specific profession, the working hours, workplace and working relationships aren't defined. Us performers also constantly feel like we have to be available 24 hours per day. It's important, when the time comes, to learn how to say no as well, and to understand that nothing is more important than your health and well-being. If you don't have that, you can't create either. All professions have their dark sides, that is ours.

Earlier you spoke about entering a new era for Joker Out, what's coming up for you?

I can talk about short-term plans, about next year. We will spend the first half of the year in London, in March we will also have a European tour, we'll spend the summer at festivals, we already know that we will perform at festivals we've been dreaming about all our lives, and we will finish the year with two more tours around countries that we won't have visited in March. So, our new era will be marked by conquering new territories, as well as moving our brains there.

Siddharta is currently celebrating 20 years since the concert at the Bežigrad stadium, where do you think you will celebrate the Stožice concert anniversary in 20 years?

I have no idea, but I certainly hope that we will be as close then as we are now.

I know that most of the Joker Out boys are from Bežigrad, but twenty years ago you were still far from going to concerts, but perhaps you were kicking a ball somewhere around there on the day of the concert?

I was four years old, I know the other guys also weren't old enough to remember that concert. But we have watched it many times on CD.

#joker out #bojan cvjeticanin #jokeroutsubs #bojan cvjetićanin #jan peteh #kris gustin #nace jordan #jure macek #kris guštin

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howhow326 · 1 year

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RING THE ALARM

Miraculous Ladybug: season 4 Alya sugar fic (based on the Alya exposes Lila's secrets prompt that I made)

Alya pov

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"... Anansi has been rigging her wrestling matches! It's the only reason why she's made it as far as she has." was the only thing Alya needed to hear to send off alarm bells throughout her whole body. Why would Lila say something that wasn't true? Alya tried to correct her friend, thinking it had to be some type of mistake. At first, Lila was surpised her latest gossip target had a sister, but held fast to the truthfulness of her 'sources'. Alya tried to correct her again, and Lila got defensive over her friend 'attacking' her. Alya tried to fact check Lila one last time, then the green eyed monster finnally retaliated. All she had to claim was Alya harassing her and Kim, Nino, and Ms. Bustier swiftly came to her defence.

Within the blink of an eye, Alya landed in detention. Alone in her punishment, but togather with Marinette who had been a recent victim of the lying new girl. As her real friend comforted her, Alya finnaly realized her real mistake... how could Lila be friends with Maribug if she met her the same time as me? Alya finnaly gleaned the truth that Marinette had been warnning her for so long, and despite Marinette's affirmations of her being guiltless, Alya couldn't help but feel that this whole mess was her fault. What kind of journalist am I to be fooled by a school girl...

That's when a Light bulb appeared above her head. Alya is exactly the kind of journalist to solve this mess, and she will if it's the last thing she does. As soon as she got home, Alya began scowering the internet for every and any truth of Lila's claims. As she took more and more notes, she began to learn Lila's real specialty: half truths. All the photos she wowed the class of her meeting with Jagged Stone and traveling the world were real, but the "special connections" she claimed to have were all as fake as her hair. That was the real reason why Lila asked everyone to keep some of the things she said between classmates, it stopped anyone from reaching the truth. As Alya started getting ready for bed, Trixx whispered a devious plan into her ear. Normally, Alya would never agree to using the miraculous to spread a falsehood, but this mirage might be just what she needs to reveal the truth...

The next day at school was much the same; Ms. Bustier was forcing the class to write an eassy analyzing the theme of love in the popular children's book series, Hubert Porter, written by JC Bowling. Because of some of the research Alya did last night, she knew that Bustier and Bowling were the same person. She gussed that it isn't a crime to teach a class based on a book you wrote, but it was starting to get suspicious when Bustier did it three times in a row and ended each class by giving extra credit to the students who donated to the charity of her choice, a conservative group located in Florida of U.S.A.

"... and just the other day, Jagged Stone asked me to come with him on his latest tour! He got so sad when I had to tell him no!" Lila lied. Alya was almost impressed with how good the Italian was at doing it; Jagged went on tour just three days ago, but Alya was sure that he never asked Lila to come with him. Now's the time, Alya thought to herself. She go out of her seat and confronted Lila.

"Do you have any proof that Jagged Stone asked you to come with him on his tour" Alya flatly asked. Marinette got up to reel her back, but Alya gave her a look that said she has everything under control. Of course, Lila pulled her usual: she claimed that Alya was bullying her and that she just wanted to be friends. Kim jumped to her defence, as Lila filled the void that Chloe left when she went on extended vacation with her grandmother. That void being "evil chick that he can make googoo eyes at". Nino, who had started to hang out with Lila more then he was around Alya by the day, also jumped to the Italian's defense. He lectured Alya on all the ways he was "disappointed in her" and the like. Just as Ms. Bustier was about to send Alya to detention, she pulled out her trump card. "Lila's lying, and she admitted to it here!" Alta pulled out a voice recorder and pressed play. "If course I'm lying, and you can't do anything about it!" Lila's voice vindictively said.

And just like that, the class erupted into chaos. Nino got re-akumatized into Rocketear and targeted Lila for "breaking my heart". When it was over, the class all sang their swan songs to Marinette and Alya for believing some new girl over them. Except Nino, who seemed to think he was entitled to his girlfriend's forgiveness. Yeah no, their relationship is on hold and Alya is going to be too busy to come to the phone rifht now, but Nino was welcomed to leave a message. And he did. Like a lot. Alya regretted even making that suggestion. As usual, Ms. Bustier was the last person to get the hint and tried to punish Alya for (???) but this time Marinette came prepared. She discovered their lovesick teacher had fled Britain from a little too many taxes, and that was all that was needed to get her fired. After Alya learned that her choice of charity was a Trans Exclusionary Radical Feminist organization, she considered it good riddance.

And as for Lila, she quitely disappeared like she usually did with no sign of coming back. Good, Alya thought to herself, no one messes with my friends and gets away with it. To make sure no one forgot, Alya posted her experience onto the Ladyblog, where the truth would be known for years to come.

I challenged myself to use less dialogue in this fic and I hope you enjoy it!

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greyjade00117 · 11 months

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Since I started working on the four personas of Grian and now ariana griande I have been playing with the idea as a whole. And came up with some funny (or what I think is funny) snippets.

Whenever Grian goes on a tour as Ariana Griande, he gets bored during the night so sneaks out to patrol as his vigilante persona, Poultry Man. Not Cute Guy cause Cute Guy is a hero tied to government and has schedules and rules he need to follow.

Anyway, so basically, Poultry Man will pop out every place Ariana Griande is touring and people starts to notice this. They try to put two and two togather and comes up with a theory that Poultry Man is an avid Ariana Griande fan. A huge fan that he will come to every single tour and make sure the area is safe while Ariana Griande is there.

If someone brings it up during the interview, or just jokingly suggest the connection between Ariana Griande and Poultry Man, we all know what the response will be: it wasn't me, it was the man in the chicken costume!

Another fun idea is that that phrase is a running joke in the society (started of course by Grian as his civilian cafe owner persona) so people like to laugh it off. But whenever Grian says it, it's more than that. Some sort of watcher magic maybe that adds compulsion so people won't actually associate the identity of Poultry Man with any of Grian's (most definately legal) personas.

Any thoughts on this? I would love to bounce the idea around.

#cuteguy grian #watcher grian #grian tag #hermitcraft #grian #ariana griande #mcyt tag #the five personas of grian #superhero au

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grand-theft-carbohydrates · 1 year

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first day as a early-third-century general and my lame loser of a liege lord has just suffered an overwhelming defeat at the hands of his rival warlord because he refused to abandon the refugees who were slowing him down.

this is our darkest hour. the coalition has been utterly crushed, my sworn-brother is presumed dead and our best general was last seen defecting to the enemy. it's up to me to cover our retreat. i scrape together twenty men and prepare to take a final stand. i am going to save the man i love--this stupid, loyal, big-hearted loser--or die trying.

i hide my men in the nearby woods and order them to tie branches to their horses tails to stir up dust to make it look like there's a lot of us, and then I ride out alone to face the Rival Warlord's army, screaming and raving like a lunatic.

my deranged, suicidal improvisation ends up being an OVERWHELMING SUCESS because the Rival Warlord is a neurotic over-thinker and he believes there's a huge force in the woods, waiting to ambush him. Rival Warlord calls for a retreat and i use this moment to change my pants.

suddenly, a man comes riding towards us with a baby strapped to his back. IT'S OUR BEST GENERAL!!! He hadn't betrayed us after all! he was behind enemy lines, rescuing the Loser Leige Lord's son and wife! we hug, kiss and shed manly tears. the wife gets a fist-bump. don't ask what happens to the baby later, it's not important.

my actions today have single-handedly changed the course of history. we have earned the undying love and support of the people and my Loser Liege Lord will live to fight another day. by the time Rival Warlord has figured out the ruse and orders a second attack, my sworn-brother has arrived with reinforcements and this time we ambush him for real.

as we make sail for the southern lands, i can't help but feel hopeful in spite of the lingering pain in my heart. although we have suffered unimaginable losses, i still have my sworn-brothers by my side. as long as the three of us are togather, there is nothing in the world i cannot endure. if anyone cares to remember my story after i am dead and gone, let it be known that i am but a coarse, common man with more flaws than strengths. if i have become a hero, then it was in spite of myself and all for the people that i loved.

#history meme #pour one out for my problematic fav zhang fei the guy who started the whole thing #in case u guys thought 2nd century warlord was wacky...no. chinese history is just Like That #romance of the three kingdoms #san guo yan yi #zhang fei #guan yu #cao cao #lui bei #zhao yun #battle of changban #second century warlord #i deadass cried a little writing this. zhang fei is like an f- historical figure but at a+ character. the events are book-inspired with so #some #real history sprinkled in #my writing

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callsign-rogueone · 2 months

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3, 12, or 17 for ridoc and sweetheart? :)

hiiii thanks for the ask! I miss those kids. they’re definitely an underrated fave of mine and I need to work on their storyline more — that date in town is coming up, though! and of course, all that drama in iron flame 👀

3. What would they never want to change about the other one?

I don’t think they would really want to change anything about the other at all. but for things they would never ever ever want to change about the other: their personalities.

sweetheart may have done some eye-rolling and had some choice words about all Ridoc’s joking at first, but she not-so-secretly loves it. that, and his confidence, and (being completely honest, his looks too) were what sealed the deal for her.

we all know Ridoc was in love at first sight watching her beat up Jack Barlowe, but what really did him in was that smile she gave him when he handed her the knife. he loves everything about her, but especially that perpetual straight-faced look and serious personality, because he knows that he’s one of very few people that can make her truly laugh and smile.

12. How much time per day/week/month do they spend togather?

from where we left them, they’re in different squads, and still in the early stage of their relationship (not official yet). so while they both have all the same first-year classes, they aren’t always together in them. I can see them spending more time together as things progress, and her getting pulled into shenanigans with Violet and the gang, but for now, she’s mostly chilling with the marked ones in her free time or spending it alone studying or working on her illusions.

17. How good are they at communicating their needs and preferences to the other?

I can see it getting better as time goes on, but this is mostly an issue for sweetheart. like angel, she’s quiet and somewhat withdrawn, and doesn’t really speak up for herself often. it was a big deal for her to ask Ridoc to stay with her after her panic attack in snow on the beach, but he was absolutely willing to, and agreed without hesitation.

but that (plus some of his actions in the future) is showing her that it’s okay to ask for things like that, and that she’s not a burden and that he’s happy to take care of his pretty girl, she just has to let him 🥺

love them sm ❄️🦋🥰

#liz.txt #answered #ridoc and sweetheart #ridoc gamlyn x reader #technically #even though I wrote this in third person 🫣

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zstargalaxy · 2 years

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lol how about eevee or hisuian zorua or even alolan vulpix with twst guys of your choice

Interesting choices! And very large range of possibility!

I will be doing one for now but i might do the rest one at a time so we'll just see ;)

Today will be the Alolan Vulpix x Pomeifiore students.

Also, if anyone is gonna request a next scenario or anything at all, pls put of what type of relationship you would like to see the boys with the Pokemon MC or any extra details you might wanna see.

For this one, it will be romantic.

TWISTED WONDERLAND x POKEMON

POMEIFIORE x Alolan Vulpix MC

👑VIL SCHOENHEIT 👑

Such grace, such beauty, such elegance...

Vil is contemplated of whether he should admire you for your unbelievable beauty or despise you for how you naturally flaunt your beauty without even knowing that you gain a fan base among NRC students and outside.

(Which included Rook)

He was taken back when the mirror assigned you for he's dorm despite you being a girl yet wasnt all that shock.

Afterall, Pomeifiore is base after the Beautiful Queen after all.

Yet he cant get that lingering jealousy that he had over you.

ESPECIELY HOW YOU TEACH THE BABY POTATO HOW TO DO A PERFECT POSTURE AND DO GOOD MANNERS WITHOUT HIM COMPLAINING!? COME ON!!

Everytime he asked Mira on he's phone on who is the most beautiful one of all, it would sometimes result in he's long time rival, Neige LeBlanche, or even YOU

He was somehow both relief and displeased at your not participatingship at the VDC event but he let it slide...for now.

He always glances at you and what you were doing (being he's usual self)

But he cant get this...weird feeling he is getting from whenever he is around you.

Especielly seeing Neige being so close to you.

He cant just stand it!!

After the whole overblot accident, Vil learns to appreciate you more and learn that you werent even aiming for he's dream that was for him alone (even though it sounds abit ridiculous)

Infact! You two started dating (after the events of Chapter 6)

Whenever you two go have an outing for your date, you both decided somewhere secluded and private to not get any of their fans on you both.

Though, obviously, Vil understands and keep their relationship a secrat to not get any prying eyes on them or a crowds of people ruining their date whenever they go out.

You even decided to bedazzle him an small uet elegant ice dance for him. Just for him.

You are definetly he's muse for inspiration.

To love.

🏹 ROOK HUNT 🏹

Quelle beauté! merveilleux! superbe! Were among the many compliments that Rook can come up upon seeing you at first glance.

No beastman has ever caught he's eye like you had and he is head over heals at how beautiful and majestic you are.

And dont get him started when he saw your ice moves and small dance from afar.

He is enchanted!

You were kinda freaked out whenever he stalks you like a hunter aiming gor the fox's fur.

During one time, you even use powder snow on him during one of he's stalkings and Vil wasnt happy about that.

Rook was sad upon hearing you are not participating for this year's VDC event but he truly understands and let you do what you want to do.

During the training of VDC, You and Rook kinda got closer and kinda band togather when you two saw how Vil acted very strangely.

You two secrately discuss and even gave theories on Vil's attitude until the day of the competition.

Rook was right about it when Vil tried to Poison Neige with an Apple juice.

After the whole Overblot incident, you two became even closer than before.

And could you believe it? You two are togather.

Though abit creeped out by he's stalking, you slowlu came to understand that it was him showing fascination and love.

The majority of the beastman even supported your relationship!

(Though its probably because Rook is mostly putting he's attantion on you)

🍎EPEL FELMIER🍎

Amazing

Epel cant deny that the small show that you provided with your ice moves was something he had never seen before.

And when he saw you fought? Ultimate respect.

You two bonded immediately when you both want out for fresh air from the atmosphere of the Dorm that they unfortunately been assigned to.

Chatted, Joke around and even told one another about yoursalves and what you had expected from your first years in NRC.

Epel expected to be in Savannaclaw while you didnt expect to enter at all.

Yet as time flies by, you two kinda appreciate being in Pomeifiore for it had brought you two togather.

You two even became sparring partners in secrat.

You had taught him how to defence and offense during this sessions and had taught him a valuable lesson about how both of your looks can be a big disadvantage in battles.

Like how the opponent may look at you being weak and punny but you have used that as a way to suprise him and attack him.

Epel immediately falls in love with you.

And after the whole mess (Both Overblot and VDC), you two offically became a couple.

Oh yeah!

One time when Epel's family had sent him apples, you had made your famous homemade Malasadas with the apples as the filling.

When the small boy had received a letter as response from he's package of Malasadas to he's family, all it had said from he's Gram Gram is...

MARRY THAT GIRL.

{BONUS}

"The quiet falling snow from the skies!

Crystals of water.... Constantly shimmering!

Blanketing the world with their frosty Z-Power!

Together with my fiery spirit, rise up into the vast sky once again!!!

Subzero Slammer!"

You had used your z-move during Vil's Overblot.

And everyone was SHOCK!

If you hadnt explain to anyone of what creature you are or where you had origanated, anyone would may somehow mistaken it as your Unique Magic.

The amount of ice and power that they had all seen was both mesmerizing and frightening for it had easily defeated Overblot Vil all at once.

After that mess, everyone immediately came to you about your "Unique Magic"

When you explain to them about it, they didnt such an item exists in the first place until you fully told them about who you are.

About where you come from, that you are from another dimension, a different species, Pokemon, etc.

They took it all in at wonder and shook at the new information that they now have.

They all swore to keep it a secrat from any outsiders.

The Pomefiore trio pledge on that.

After all, they wouldn't want to lose their precious little fox now do they?

#twst x pokemon #anime #twisted wonderland #vulpix #alolan pokemon #twst mc #twisted wonderland x pokemon #pomefiore #epel felmier #vil schoenheit #rook hunt

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advice-to-try-8d · 6 months

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What you can outside the internet

With no or almost no money for entertainment:

Mancala: Search Mancala Rules and how the game looks online dig some small holes on the ground or instead of holes draw circles on paper get some small stones or other small stuff and that's an easy 2 player game

Diy Bowling: get a couple of empty bottles you can take from a recycle bin if you have non fill with sand and throw a ball in that direction and call a couple of friends

Library: they don't only have books but some have free movies free computers comics or free events check them out!

Park

Make Belive: you can play pretend almost anywhere in the world with enough imagination you can pick up some sticks to add extra stuff or use building as part of the story if you get kicked out make it a part of it and move to a diffarant location! With some time and diy you can even make extra props look online for advice!!

The Apricot Pit Game: It's a game where you dry naturaly apricot seeds (after you finish the fruit) and try to throw them to score the most point into a predetermined area harder to throw more point for example you can cut holes in a shoebox and the hardest to score is more points or from farther away etc etc

Meeting at a friend place

Free art galleries schools may have more of those made by the students

Diy arts and crafts when your about to throw away something if you think it cam make a nice craft save it for later to have extra metirials to have fun with don't save all to not start accidently hoarding stuff but yes some an empty cardboard box can make a nice fairy house with some colors as I say

Planting stuff many ppl eat fruits and veggies that have seed when you finish you can plant some and see how it goes maybe search tutorials online and use the water from outside to not higher the water bill

Water Fight: if there's any hoes or chip balloons or even bowls you can fill with water you can start throwing water at each other good for a hot fay

Snowball fight: if you have opposite weather

Sand castle: If you have any sand near ya you can get some water maybe some spoons or even just your hand and start building sand castles aren't just for beaches they can be made anywhere there's sand

Going for a walk and following a random safe animal see where it goes maybe it will interact with you too ^^

Draw: if you have some paper and a pencil or even your finger and sand you can do that you can even look outside for inspiration and draw in the street

free outdoor games search that phrase online you will find there's more than you think!

Go visit ikea play pretend there or hide and seek the place is huge and cool

Invent games look at what you own what's near your home and do stuff inspired by it! Just keep it safe

Go visit a mall try on some clothes as you would play dress up with buying non or explore teh area

Search free event near me just eat beforehand cause the food is probably not cheap to cover it

You have old clothes your not happy with or don't fit you anymore make them into something new! If a jacket gloves crop top tank top doll clothes pillow case new bag whatever you pls! It's free fabric now same with old bedsheets or curtains your about to change if you want even more free fabric tell your friends taht if they are about to throw away clothes pls give them to you!

Ask for specific birthday gifts many ppl want to start hobbies they can afford or go on a specific adventure but sometimes if you ask for your birthday from a bunch of ppl to come togather fir the same gift you may be able to have it!

Picnic: if everyone brings a bit from home you can have something fun togather!

And there are many more! Just search the internet and use your imagination!

Humans are not ment to be trapped inside a digital world at all times so let's change it!

By letting ppl know they have options to live outside of it too!!!

#free game #life improvement #hope #third space #third spaces #diy #my post #ideas #better future #mental health #free

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icythot68 · 2 years

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Babe! i need toiletpaper! y/n x GOM! boys

so for context besically you decided to prank your boyfriend by pretending to wipe your sh*t on them ( To be extra disgusting you got the chunky peanut butter for this one)

Kise

-Once you called out after him you tried your best not to laugh, snickering silently towards the camera you’ve hidden in your shared bathroom.

-Privacy is non-existant between you two so he walks shamelessy in with the toilet paper and gives you a kiss on the forehead.

-Showing your undying gratitude towards the blonde, you grab his forearm so he can lean down to kiss your lips

-That was until he felt something wet on his arm...

-That’s when it all went down

-To the moment when his eyes bulged out of his eye sockets to him screaming so high that you though your ear drums would burst.

-you lost your shit when he started to run around, trying to shake it off

-It was all fun and games until he hit his head against the edge of the shower glass and passed out

-lots of cuddles and apologies later

-he does laugh at the video later and promises to get you back

9.2/10

Aomine

-another one that doesn’t care if you’re naked or not (he does prefer you naked but anyways)

-so instead of hiding the camera you pretend you were shooting a video for your Youtube channel.

-boy was a little sus in the beginning but he trusted you (shouldn’t have honestly)

-so dude is horny 25/8 that should be cannon with the amount of porn magazines he has

-starts suggesting things towards the camera and that you guys should make a different video togather

-getting embarassed you totally forgot about the prank you were doing, so when you push his face away from the camera and you, both of you guys were shocked to say the least

-He feels his face and when the moment of realisation hits him he starts gagging.

-He vomits in the sink; on the floor; and even a little on you when you swerved trying to avoid him so he can use the toilet

-both of you are traumatised after this

4/10

Akashi

-You guys borrowed his dad’s lakehouse for the weekend so you can properly do this without one of his maids coming to help you.

-respects your privacy and asks if he can come in

-tries to do the in and out but not before you can give him a love tap

-”Thank you my love” you cheekily smile but your smile fades as soon as it came once he turned around

-”It seems my pants are now dirty.” He slowly removes the clothing while still maintaining eye contact with you. “You’re bottoms are also off, so this should make it much easier.”

-A few moments later

-Admits that he knew because he saw the camera the moment he walked in

-In all honestly you would do it again because yeah :)

7/10

#kuroko's basketball #generation of miracles #prank #kise ryota x reader #akashi seijuro x reader #aomine daiki x reader #part 2?????

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thewaywardcasgirl · 17 days

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Major my stand in spoilers ahead

this is just me rambling not a detailed analysis

ok i just finished reading my stand in's novel and i like the novel much better, more realistic when it comes to family dynamics, so far (ep 1-2) we see ming's sister being sweet and nice but in the novel she is a raging homophob and so so immature and selfish, the rest of the family is even worse, the meek mother the abusive father and the couldn't care less grandpa, i hate them all (maybe not the mother), except his older brother who truly loves ming and helps them both so much, they have shaved a lot of the novel but i really hope they don't flip on the brother, also wanna see the joe seeing his own corpse scene and ming sitting there listless like a widow but idk if they'd show that in all its written glory (it was much darker and surreal)

the novel is so painful i had to take lots of breaks and also cried a little at few dialogues (and I don't do that often) one thing i really loved in the novel is that once these people pull their heads out of their asses they start to TALK they actually have lengthy conversations about all their feelings and history and everything is revealed at a good pace, not all at once and not never, even ming falling for joe first and mistaking it for tong is something ming realises a lot earlier after the rebirth but only tells joe when he's really desperate,

joe and ming find their way back to each other through a lot of pain and suffering but mostly by PROCESSING, they process their feelings and emotions , sometimes togather sometimes on their own, so I really loved the open communication part not just between the couple between all the characters and their interpersonal dynamics, and it also gave me wangxian vibes albeit a little toxic and twisted as in once joe's rebirth is revealed to ming he's ready to move heaven and earth to keep him by his side this time, he goes against everything and everyone even sometimes joe but it's all very strategic yet open and honest between the couple, ming flips 180 and redeems himself good no matter what's thrown his way, joe forgives him and also stands firm by his side of his own volition

in the middle when joe is reborn and still get's entangled in the entertainment industry i wanted him to just take his (new) mom and run, run far away to some other city find any other work but by the end of the novel I'm convinced satisfactoryly👍 imho ming's mother can be easily forgiven, and the grandpa can live, the father (abusive bastard) im on the fence for but the sister and tong uff they're a hopeless case (and it's pretty realistic so i liked that too)

i just wanna reiterate how real theses characters are, no one is overly noble or easily redeemed just like that, they all have their flaws and accept them and try to make the best of an impossible situation

also the novel takes time to really explain the whys of the story as in why it had to happen that way so that you are convinced that yes it was always going to happen that way, each and every characters actions, reactions, motifs, are all so well explained and understandable 🤌 it's been a long time since i read such mature story and such well fleshed out and understandable characters

#dylan rambles #my stand in #my stand in novel #not a review #just some thoughts #imma rewatch ep1-2 to get back in the series mode #my brain's still in novel mode #there are a few changes #so imma need time to adjust #joeming #all in all its a pretty enjoyable read

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lovecite · 8 months

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KYOJURO RENGOKU X READER Y/N (very overactive)

Slight drunk Kyojuro

FLUFFY FLUFF

Swift writing prompt:

Going to the festival with Kyojuro! words: 9k

Small part from the convo

''Hah, good point there, my little flame.'' He chuckled as he turned to face her once more. ''But I am afraid there are several reasons for me not being married or taken..'' He smirked, his tone filled with sarcasm once more.

''Besides, you know I am never alone.. I always have my dear little flame, hm?'' He smiled once more, gently poking you in the chest. ''Just remember, the only man in your life, currently speaking, is me!'' He spoke in a teasing manner, chuckling.

Hello me again with that lovely character ai!!

Dear god i just spent hours on it! Please someone take my phone away !!!

This song I kept on replay IDK why i thought it connected with the story lol---this song is old

youtube

"Hey master Rengoku! Its me Y/N!" You state with a smile as you waved hello.

He turned to face the voice, a warm smile on his face. "Why hello, y/n! How are you this fine day? It has been some time since we have last spoken." He tilted his head slightly, his bright eyes glistening as a light breeze flew through the area.

Your smile never falling as you ran up to him and throw your arms around his neck pulling him into a hug.

Kyojuro laughed heartily, looking down at them with the purest smile on his face. His arms embraced them in a warm and comforting hug. "It is wonderful to see you again, y/n.. It has been far too long. I have missed you!"

You gave him a quick peck on the cheek before sliding down from him and landing on your feet. You give him a peace sign and a cheeky grin.

Kyojuro laughed loudly, his cheeks turning a slight shade of crimson as he averted his eyes. "I am not in the mood for jokes, y/n.." He said sternly, although there was a slight glimmer of amusement in his eyes. "We are here to train.. Not fool around."

"Hey!! I don't wanna train!! You promised the next time i come around you'd take me to the festival that happens here in your home town. "You counter balling your fist's at your side and stomping your foot.

He couldn't help but laugh again as he looked towards them. "Awww, come on, y/n.. I don't have time for that! You know I have a demon slaying mission to attend to!" He playfully punched against their shoulder, "Can't you go ask someone else?" He raised a brow, smirking. "Perhaps Sanemi would be willing to take you there?" He teased.

Your face instantly went red as my eyes looked away from him. You brought your pointer fingers togather as you blushed more. "U-Um well…..I'd rather not." You whisper shyly.

He couldn't help but chuckle, "y/n, I'm just teasing you." He brushed his hair from his face. "Of course I'll take you to the festival! We can go get something to eat, win you a prize at the carnival and end it by watching the fireworks." He sounded genuinely excited - wanting y/n to have a memorable and fun experience at the festival.

You brought your rounded gaze up to his and smiled. You brought you balled fists up to face as i let out a giggle, "Well we have to stop by your estate master. rengoku to get dressed!" You state happily.

The Flame Hashira laughed heartily, nodding his head. "Of course, of course! I cannot let you run around in your dirty, demon-blood stained clothing." He sighed playfully, "Although you're certainly adorable the way you are at the moment.." He smirked, gently patting at their head. "I look forward to seeing you all dressed up in a beautiful Kimono!" He tilted his head slightly, his voice filled with the utmost affection.

You smile on face grew more as your eyes twinkled with happiness. "Oh i'll be sure to look the upmost awesome!" You state before running off fast towards Rengoku's estate. You wanted to be sure you had packed your pretty kimono that Mitsuri had let you borrow.

The Flame Hashira chuckled as the small girl darted off, taking a couple of more steps before turning around to face her. "Wait,y/n!" He called out to her, his hands on his hips. "You do not have to look your best, just come looking like your usual adorable self.." He smiled comfortingly, wanting her to know that he didn't care about the things she wore. "It will be just us, you can relax and enjoy yourself." He spoke with warmth in his voice.

You throw a thumbs up that you had heard him before taking off again to estate. You made it to his place almost running into Senjuro , Kyojuro's little brother, . He feel on his bottom scared. 'Oh y/n-san I have some bad news! Your kimono one of the maids accidently burned it." He told you. Your face fell in sadness. "Oh no what am i gonna do ?" You asked. Senjuro placed his hand on your shoulder. 'Well there is a spare kimono, um. my mother had for festivals. " He spoke his eyes watering slightly, "Are you sure?" You asked. He nodded before showing you the kimono. It was so beautiful. I put it on and the maids helped me get dressed. You couldn't wait to show Kyojuro.

The Flame Hashira stood outside of the house, waiting for you to arrive. He tapped his foot against the ground, his other hand placed on his hip . "Y/n… where are you? You are taking quite some time to arrive here." He spoke softly, trying to be patient as he patiently awaited their arrival. He had been dressed in a Kimono beforehand, his appearance being somewhat magnificent.

"K-Kyojuro-sama?" You asked. His back was facing to you so i had to call out to him. You carefully walked towards him your sandals kicking up small dirt puffs. You were wearing a kimono meant for festivals. it was Kyojuro's mothers kimono. It fit slightly snug but it was beautiful. very traditional.

The Flame Hashira turned to face them, his jaw dropping as he watched her make her approach. He couldn't help but stare in awe, the kimono fitting her perfectly. "Y-Y/N. You look absolutely incredible!" He exclaimed, his tone filled with genuine awe. "You look so beautiful.. I love your kimono." He spoke with a warm smile, his eyes trailing up towards the sky as he thought about how wonderful the day would have turned out.

"T-thank you Kyojuro-sama. It-it was your mothers." You whisper.

He laughed softly, taking a couple of steps forward. "It fits you like a glove.. I don't think she could've had a better candidate to wear it." He raised his eyebrow, his gentle smile never fading. "Do you like it?" He reached out his hands towards you, waiting for you answer before taking another step. "Come, let me show you the festival! The day could not get any better." He laughed, looking forward to having you along with him on this adventure.

You looked at his hand before you as your eyes rounded with happiness as you place your hand in his. Your eyes locked with his as you grinned. 'I am so happy you like the kimono." You state happily.

He smiled warmly, his hand closing around your tiny hand. "I do not just like it.. I adore it!" his tone was overflowing with joy as he turned towards the festival. "I am excited to see your reaction to the beautiful cherry blossom tree.. It's been my favorite tradition for as long as I can remember." A wide grin spread across his face, his pace slowed as he looked forward to having you walk ahead of him.

"I can't wait for this festival!! And the cherry blossoms!!" You gasp happily as you twirled about going in front of Kyojuro. Your sandaled feet kicking up dirt.

He smiled brightly, his pace slowing as he took in the scene of you walking ahead of him, your feet kicking up dirt with every step. "I'm glad you're excited to see the cherry blossom tree as well.." He chuckled, taking their time to make it to the festival grounds. As they arrived, the crowd was filled with loud, joyfully chatter. Kyojuro glanced around, his eyes trailing towards the sky as they continued to walk. "We're almost there now, y/n!" He smiled.

You jump up your skills of demon slaying allowing you to glide through the air and land on a fence. Your kimono nearly flipping up showing your under pants. Your smile never leaving your face as you looked around at the wonderful vendors.

The Flame Hashira's eyes widened, his face turning bright red. "Y-Y/N!" He whispered, his tone filled with shock. "Your kimono.. you might want to pull that down." He chuckled, the small smile never fading from his lips. He had to avert his eyes in order to control himself, looking over towards the crowd of people as they made their way to the festival.

You look down and quickly place your kimono down bringing your self off of the fence and back to Kyojuro's side. You grasp his kimono sleeve in your hand tugging slightly as you followed him closely your gaze never leaving from the stales. Your eyes sparkling with happiness.

Kyojuro chuckled at your actions, unable to control his laughter at her reaction to her kimono lifting. "Come on, y/n. There's a particular area we are supposed to go, it's this way." He smiled softly, pointing in a specific direction. He grabbed your hand, holding you close as he made his way through the crowd of people. The crowd started to thin as they entered the festival grounds, a bright colorful spectacle of food and stalls. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" The Flame Hashira asked, his voice filled with amusement.

You could only nod as your gaze kept jumping back and forth between everything. 'Where is the area? " You asked.

"It's right there, y/n" He said, pointing towards a small area filled with various cherry blossom trees. The crowd was much lighter here, allowing for more space. "We can have fun here first, then go grab some food." Kyojuro spoke, a small grin forming on his face as he held her hand. He couldn't wait to introduce you to the food they had, it would make the trip even more memorable.

You looked over and felt your breathing stop . You brought your hands to your cheeks as your eyes rounded with happiness. "Oh-oh my gosh its so beautiful Kyojuro-sama!" You whisper.

The Flame Hashira chuckled, gently nudging her with his elbow. "Yes, Y/N, it's beautiful.. just like you." He spoke with a subtle smile, walking into the area filled with cherry blossom trees. "What do you choose to do first? Grab food or explore the area?" He asked, looking down at her. "It can be whatever you choose, I'm just happy you're here to experience it with me."

You were left behind as you thought about what he said. "no he didn't say that to you." You thought shaking my head slightly before following behind him as well. "c-can we stay here for a little bit. " You state in awe watching the cherry blossoms falling around you. You giggle as try to catch one. You were running back and forth nearly running into people.

He chuckled, trying his best not to laugh but his efforts were fruitless as he saw you running around, trying to catch the flower petals. You looked too darn cute. It looked as if you were having the time of your life, Kyojuro didn't want to ruin that. "Of course, y/n, we can stay here. Take as long as you need.." He said as he kneeled down, helping you pick up the fallen petals as the wind continued, pushing the flowers around them. "Beautiful, truly beautiful.. Am I right?" He asked quietly.

You turn back around to Kyojuro a smile on your face. Your kimono swayed either roughly from un excepted gust of wind causing you to nearly fall over your hair shifted slightly about with you .

Kyojuro chuckled at your reaction, his hand wrapping around the kimono sleeves to keep you from being carried away by the wind. "Let us go sit underneath one of the trees, that way we can keep a little warmer." He offered as he started to walk towards one of the larger trees, the cherry blossom petals slowly drifting towards him. "Do you like this kimono? I think it suits you.. You look very beautiful," He murmured, his voice slightly filled with fluster.

"Hmm? oh this?" You state pointing down to your kimono. "Oh Senjuro-kun, your little brother, said your mother wore this when she meet your father. " You answer examining the patterns on the cloth.

“Senjuro told you that, huh? Well.. he is most certainly correct.. My mother did wear this on her first date with my father.” He smiled gently, looking down at you with a soft expression. The pattern was lovely, the soft colors making the kimono look even more beautiful. “I’m sure she would be very happy it’s being worn by you.” He stated. “You look spectacular in it. I can see why she liked it.” He spoke with a small chuckle.

You looked over to Kyojuro your eyes wide with surprise. "Y-Your mom wore this on their first date. So that must mean this is really old." You state giggling slightly.

"You are correct, y/n.." He spoke softly, smiling as his gaze met hers. "But, not only their first date but also their first dance.. My father always talks about the day they first danced together. The color of the kimono was so vibrant back then.. I remember how beautiful my mother looked when I first saw her.." He let out a nostalgic laugh, a nostalgic smile filling his features.

"It brings me back.. Back to the day we were one big happy family." He whispered.

You'd never really seen this side of Kyojuro before. Your heart clenched slightly for him from sadness. "Well-Well im glad im wearing it then!" You state with a nod.

Kyojuro chuckled softly, his eyes turning towards the tree once more as he took a seat, glancing over at you. "Well, I must say that I am glad that you're wearing it too, you look like a goddess!" He said with a teasing chuckle, his gaze trailing back towards the falling petals. "How about we start our cherry blossom collecting right now! I'd love to see you wear a beautiful crown full of flowers." He said, his voice filled with delight.

"Yeah lets go!" You yell out as you go down on your knees as you start to gather the petals from the floor.

Kyojuro laughed at your sudden enthusiasm, kneeling down beside you to help. You were filled with such delight, Kyojuro couldn't help but chuckle. He watched you grab a handful, gently placing it on top of your head. "It looks marvelous on you," He said with a chuckle, before grabbing a petal of his own and placing it on his forehead as he smiled.

You started to chuckle as you watched him putting some on his head. "Kyojuro thats not a crown." You state with a pout. You started to make a very sloppy crown. You then stood up and walked to the kneeling flame hashira and placed the crown on his head. "King of the cherry blossoms!"

Kyojuro chuckled once more as he saw your place the sloppy crown on him. "Oh, what is this? I thought you were supposed to make a crown for yourself?" He said playfully, standing up. He saw the small pout on your face but it didn't stop him from teasing you. He couldn't help but laugh. "Here, I'll go and see if I can make a better crown." He chuckled, gently tugging on your kimono sleeve. "How does that sound?" He said as he led you towards the falling petals.

Kyojuro kneeled next to you, staring up into the sky as he began to gently form a cherry blossom crown on his head. He stood back up, smiling brightly as he held it out for you. "So, what do you think?" He asked with a broad smile, his tone filled with curiosity and laughter. He wanted to see what your response to his work was.

Your eyes rounded with joy as you slowly went to grab the crown. Then you placed it over your head. "Look now we are king and queen!"

He chuckled softly, looking down at you with a warm smile. "Yes.. King and Queen of the cherry blossom tree!" Kyojuro kneeled down beside her once more, the both of them sitting under the tree as they enjoyed the scene around them. "This is truly beautiful.. " He muttered, taking a deep breath as he looked at the scene. "But you are more beautiful than the cherry blossom." He spoke with a soft chuckle as the wind blew the petals around them, gently floating them to the ground.

You didn't hear his part as i was focused on the crown he had made you. Your hair swayed softly back and forth hindering my sight. You had to keep placing your hair behind your ear.

Kyojuro slowly placed his hand by his side, noticing that your were still concentrating on the crown he had made for you. "Hey y/n." He said after a few minutes. "Did you hear what I said?" Kyojuro spoke softly, his tone filled with a subtle amount of curiosity and amusement. You would hear a soft chuckle coming from his direction.

Before you could respond a voice interrupted you both. 'Um excuse me, sir?"

Kyojuro looked over towards the direction of the voice, a small brow raised. "Oh? Yes?.. What's up?" He greeted, turning his attention back towards the voice. He stood up, wanting to hear what the person had to say. "Is there something I can do to help?" He asked, his bright and cheery expression still plastered on his face.

The young man brought his arm behind his head as he gave a simple smile. "I wanted to see if the young lady would like to accompany me to some games." The young man stated blushing.

"Hohoho, we've got a suitor already?" Kyojuro chuckled loudly, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he placed both of his hands together. "Y/N.. What do you say to this offer? Would you like to.. go play some games with our friend here?" He offered, his voice filled with delight and anticipation as he looked down at you.

You hadn't been listening as you was still focused on the crown Kyojuro had made you. You smiled as you placed it back on your head moving your head back and forth humming.

"y/n!" Kyojuro spoke, his voice a tad more stern this time. As much as he loved seeing you play with the crown, he felt you were ignoring the boy. "Did you hear what I said, little one? The young man offered for you to go play some games with him.." He asked, slightly tugging at your kimono sleeve to grab your attention.

You jumped slightly at Kyojuro's stern voice. You look over your eyes wide in shock at being lectured. You got up from the the ground wiping off the dirt from the kimono. You looked over to the boy with a smile. "I am sorry but I am here with someone else." You state with a bow. The young nodded his smile being forced as he walked away.

Kyojuro sighed softly, placing his hand on her shoulder. "y/n, you are adorable.. But you can't keep ignoring every single offer a boy makes for you.." He said, his voice filled with concern and amusement. "It's important to speak properly to people, even if that person is a stranger." He said, hoping to get his point off. "Now let's get going, shall we? To your right, you can see some food vendors.. I'd love to introduce you to the traditional demon slayer food." He spoke with a welcoming grin.

"B-but Kyojuro he wasn't even cute." You pout with your tongue sticking out.

Kyojuro chuckled at your reaction, placing both of his hands on his hips. "y/n.. it's not just about looks. Looks don't matter, that is only the surface level." He spoke, his tone soft yet stern at the same time. He couldn't help but smile, "Personality is what matters the most. You can't judge things by the covering alone; you have to take a good look at the innards." He spoke quietly, wanting you to truly understand what he was saying.

You look away with a sigh bringing my arms across my kimono clothed chest. "Blah no one thinks like that at all any more Kyojuro." You state with another pout.

"Oh? And you happen to know how every human being thinks, y/n?" Kyojuro teased with a smirk, gently patting you shoulder. "Why do not you give the poor lad a chance? You never know, he could be the one.." He said with a smirk. As they moved, the Flame Hashira's attention was captured by a vendor nearby, his face lighting up instantly. "Ah, look.. I'll be back in a second, you.." He spoke as he took off towards the vendor, a spring in his footsteps.

You watched him disappear from my side. You stood by the fence area waiting for him to come back. You looked around the vendors with rounded eyes. "E-Excuse me?" asked a boy. You looked over to the voice. It was a different boy this time. He had striking red spiked hair. He had slight narrowed green gaze. "Hey are you with someone?' He asked. You looked away quickly to the side nodding quickly not answering.

Kyojuro soon returned, carrying a basket worth of food items. He looked down at you with a grin, tilting his head to the side as he noticed you talking with someone else. He was a tad bit surprised but hid his emotions quickly. "It seems you have made another suitor, dear y/n?" He asked in a teasing manner, "Did you know this one by any chance, haha." He chuckled, placing the basket down by their feet as he looked at the red-haired boy with a curious expression.

"Oh Lord Kyojuro! I had no idea this was your women!" The red headed boy stated quickly taking steps back. You kept quiet starring to the floor with a red hue over your nose.

"Heh, don't fret.. y/n and I aren't anything more than just friends. She is still a young one, not even a young adult yet.. y/n's heart is still filled with innocence.." Kyojuro smirked lightly, gently nudging you with his elbow as he turned his attention back to the red headed boy, his curiosity sparked. "Now, who are you, young one..?" He asked, looking at him from head to toe.

"Kyojuro-sama I'm (your agr )now ! Not a child still." You pout coming back to the conversation at hand. The red headed boy starred at you before chuckling. "I am sorry I am shoto. Your little friend is very cute." He commented. Your face grew red as you turned away from him pouting,

The Flame Hashira chuckled lightly as he heard you correct him. "Pfft.. Fine, (your age), young lady." He teased, his tone soft yet amused. He soon turned his attention to the boy. "Shoto, eh?" He asked, giving him a simple nod of approval. "She is quite cute if I say so myself but don't even think about seducing her.. I mean, I am sure you know what would happen if you were.. " He spoke, his voice slightly darker as he stared down at Shoto.

The red headed boy seemed to have shrank as he forced a smile. "Of course sir! I will treat her correctly as any young women should be treated.' He declared with a bow. Your were behind Kyojuro peering from behind him watching the two. You felt a tap on your shoulder. "E-Excuse me but are you taken?" asked another boy. I turn to look at him and see a boy with long hair tied in a high pony tail. 'Eh another one?" You asked.

"That's good enough for me." Kyojuro said, his tone filled with approval. "I want you to know that y/n is a lady, she wouldn't appreciate being played about. If you're going to be in her presence, then do know how to treat her like a goddess." He spoke sharply, his tone carrying a hint of caution to it.

"Oh dear.. It seems you're quite popular, little flame." Kyojuro said with a chuckle.

"Kyojuro-sama i think i just wanna stick with you." You state as you grip his sleeve with one of your hands.

He couldn't help but chuckle at your response. "Oho, so I take it you wish to spend your time with me and.. me alone?" He asked playfully, his tone filled with sarcasm and amusement. If there was one thing Kyojuro was good at, it was teasing y/n in a good-natured way. "I don't think these other young men would appreciate that." He said, turning his attention back to you. "And what if I decline your offer, little flame?" He teased.

Your eyes narrowed as your cheeks puffed out in anger. 'Kyojuro-sama dont play like that with me!" You state.

The Flame Hashira laughed again at your response, gently patting your shoulder. "Calm down, little flame.. It's just a simple tease." He spoke playfully, his voice full of delight and a hint of amusement. "If you wish to stick with me, then I can't argue with that, can I?" He said with a light chuckle as he bent down and gently picked her up, placing her on his shoulders. "Let's continue our little stroll, shall we?" Kyojuro spoke with a teasing smirk.

Both You and Kyojuro made their way towards the other vendors in the market. Some vendors offered the usual clothing pieces and knick-knacks as some offered traditional demon slayer food and such. ''y/n, let me teach you something important.. Whenever someone tries to sell you something, you must always bargain with them..'' He spoke with a smile, looking down at you. ''Always question their prices, because.. You never know if you could get something for a cheaper price, hah."

You nod with a determined look. 'Y-YES SIR!"

"Do not shout in my ear, little flame." Kyojuro said with a laugh, his tone now teasingly stern. He began to walk over to a food vendor who offered traditional demon slayer food, looking over the menu they offered. "Now, let's see hmm..'' He looked over the various choices, pondering them carefully. "What would you like, my little flame?'' He asked, looking over to you.

Before you could respond a small older women came to us. Her wrinkled face showing a smile. "Oh lord Kyojuro it is you. For a moment i thought i was back in time in seeing your father and mother here." She spoke.

Kyojuro's ears slightly perked up as he looked over towards the old lady. His gaze softened with his expression as he looked back down at you and then back the older women. "You knew my parents..?" The Flame Hashira asked, his tone filled with curiosity. "If you don't mind me asking, ma'am.. Who are you?" Kyojuro asked, his tone calm yet curious.

The older women came to you touching the kimono. 'This belonged to your mother no wonder i thought i was seeing you as your father and this beatiful young women as your mother. I'm the one that made this." She praised.

The Flame Hashira's eyes sparked with a hint of nostalgia as he witnessed the old woman touch his mother's old kimono. ''My mother.. You knew her?' He asked with a smile on his face, feeling a strange connection with this stranger right in front of him. ''I would love to hear stories about her if you would allow me to, ma'am?" He asked, his tone filled with respect and eagerness.

'In time boy. in time, Who is this young women on your arm?" She asked pointing at you.

He turned to you with a light chuckle, seeing a red hue over her face. ''This would be y/n, my dear little flame.'' He spoke with an amused expression. ''y/n, this lady is a friend of my mother's.. She knew my parents.'' you looked up at the old woman, not knowing what to say.

You soon looked down at the ground in embarrassment as you fiddled with your fingers. ''Hello..'' You finally managed to say, your voice soft and adorable.

''My goodness, this girl is quite adorable, isn't she?'' The old lady smiled, gently pinching your cheeks. ''Her cheeks are as red as a ripe apple.. y/n~'' Her voice changed to a slightly lighter and higher tone, a playful smile on her cheeks.

The Flame Hashira smirked and nodded. ''She really is, isn't she. She's a bit shy and nervous with strangers, haha." He chuckled, his tone light-hearted yet filled with care.

The lady's face grew soft. ''I can tell, she is such a cute and kind young girl.. I feel like I am meeting the most adorable angel in the human realm.'' She chuckled, giving you another pinch on your cheeks. ''Oh dear, forgive me for pinching them cheeks. I just couldn't resist.. They are as red as strawberries.''

Kyojuro smirked and shook his head in annoyance. ''Careful with my little flame, she's quite vulnerable, hah.'' He teased.

"AH" You groan as the older women was pinching your cheeks.

The older lady chuckled and kept pinching them. ''My, my.. Look at those cute little noises she is making..'' She turned towards the Flame Hashira with a chuckle. ''Would you not agree, Kyojuro?'' She smirked, glancing over at the Flame Hashira.

Kyojuro sighed as he looked down at you when you groaned. ''Oh, my.. She's quite annoyed, isn't she?'' He chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. ''Aww, this is the cutest little scenario..'' He giggled.

"Oh i should leave you both be. have a good day.: The older women walked from you and Kyojuro.

Kyojuro watched the lady walk away, smiling slightly at her before turning his attention to Amie. ''Are you alright, little flame?'' He asked, his tone filled with concern. He glanced down at you, making sure your cheeks weren't red anymore. ''She really pinched them, huh.'' He said with a light chuckle, smiling at you. ''I do not blame her though, I mean, look at those cute, chubby cheeks of yours.'' He teased, his tone now slightly flirtatious.

"Master Kyojuro please dont add to this." You whisper feeling embarrassed.

''Oh, what's that, little flame?'' He smirked as he watched you turn even redder, his tone still filled with flirtation and amusement. ''What do you mean by add to this, hmm? I am only complimenting you, hahaha.. Nothing more than that.'' He spoke in a teasing and sarcastic manner, his eyes sparkling with a hint of a smile.

''Besides, you are just adorable, little flame..'' He smirked once more, now fully facing you as he looked you straight in the eyes.

You starred up at him your cheeks puffed out in anger .

''Oho, is y/n trying to show her dominance in this situation?'' He smirked, his voice taunting and filled with sarcasm. His cheeks were slightly puffed out as he gave you a smirk.

''If you think my compliments are anything more than a pure and honest truth, then you are quite mistaken..'' He chuckled, giving you another compliment. ''You are just.. So adorable.. I can't help but compliment you!'' The Flame Hashira teased, smiling down at you.

"I know that i am adorable!" You comment.

''Oh, so you are admitting it?'' He smirked, his voice still filled with flirtation and amusement. ''Then why are you so embarrassed? Your embarrassment makes you so much more adorable, my little flame.'' He complimented her for the third time, not intending to stop anytime soon.

He smiled down at you, his tone still full of sarcasm and a hint of flirtation. ''How is a girl like you not married or already taken?'' He asked in a taunting manner, chuckling afterwards.

You looked away from him quickly feeling your face grow red. You brought your hands up towards your chest as you brought your pointer fingers together touching them lightly against each other. 'W-well same could be said to you." You whisper back.

You looked down at his finger before locking eyes back to him a smile growing on your face. 'Yes of course I'll be sure to tell anyone that comes near me that i have someone Kyojuro -sama!" You state with a giggle.

Kyojuro smirked as he felt a warmth rush through his chest. ''I believe it is a good idea to share the message with every boy who tries to approach you, y/n. That way, they will know their place!'' He laughed, pointing his thumb in his chest. ''The only man in your heart must be me!'' He said in a teasing manner, his voice filled with delight. ''There shall be none other than me in your life, my little flame.. You do understand, right?'' He asked, his tone slightly authoritative.

You tilt your head to side as you place your arms behind you a smile. 'Of course Kyojuro-sama you will always be here right here." You state as you brough your hand to your chest.

''If only all other girls thought the same way as you, my little flame..'' He chuckled, looking down at you with a smile. His eyes then widened a bit as an idea popped up in his head. ''y/n. Would you be ok with me calling you 'little wife' as a nickname? I think it would be quite cute and funny.'

He spoke in a teasing manner, waiting for your response carefully. His tone was still slightly flirtatious but he tried his best to remain a straight face - he wanted to tease you a bit more.

You brought a finger up to your chin in thought. 'Little wife? I don't see any issues with that." You giggle not understanding his humor and thinking he was still treating as a friend.

The Flame Hashira smiled, now knowing he can tease you even further. ''My, my.. My little wife.. I like it..'' He smirked, his tone suddenly filled with flirtation. ''I think I am going to call you that instead of little flame or y/n, my wife~'' He teased with a smirk, his tone now fully flirtatious and teasing.

"Hm oh wait Kyojuro-sama's wife?" You asked yourself feeling your face grow red.

Kyojuro smirked even more, his tone now filled with amusement. ''Indeed, my lovely wife.. I shall always be here in your life right next to you, cheering you on.'' He smirked, speaking in a playful manner as his tone was still flirtatious. ''So, my wife~ Don't you worry..'' He chuckled, looking down at you as he spoke in a mocking tone with a smile on his face. ''I will always be by your side.. Right here.'' He gently touched your nose with his finger, giggling to himself.

Your eyes went slightly cross eyed as you watched him bop my nose. 'Kyojuro-sama dont tease me like that." You pout

''Oh? What's this? My beautiful, little wife is embarrassed? Oh, how cute..'' He smirked, gently touching your cheeks as his tone was still filled with amusement. ''Such a cute wife is not used to teasing? Then you shall have to get used to it because you shall always do this whenever the opportunity arises..'' He chuckled, his tone light-hearted yet filled with amusement.

''Now, my wife.. What shall we purchase?'' He asked playfully, now acting like a husband who is buying food for his beloved little wife.

You felt a warm smile grow on my face as you wrapped my arm around his. You let out a giggle as you both walked. It was starting to grow darker and darker. "Kyojuro-sama look over there. I've always wanted to try beer." You state with a smile.

As the sun began to set and the sky turned orange, Kyojuro turned to look at you - You were pointing at a small stand that offered sake. ''Sake? My, my.. Why didn't you say so?'' The flame hashira spoke with a grin, looking at you with a playful smile. ''Let's go, my wife.. You shall try this 'sake' drink.''

He then turned to walk with you as they soon approached the stand. ''We want one sake, please.'' He said, his tone light-hearted yet filled with excitement.

You look over to him. 'What about you Kyojuro-sama?" You asked as you were handed the drink.

''Me? I have had this drink many times.. I'll pass on it this time around.'' Kyojuro spoke with a polite smile, declining. ''I'll watch you try it, my little wife.. I want to see how you react.'' He spoke with excitement, curious to see what your reaction would be.

He was handed the sake by the person selling the drinks and raised an eyebrow for a split second, but then handed it to Amie. ''Try a sip first, I am curious on your reaction.'' He giggled with amusement.

You smile as you brought the cup to your lips and tilted your head back taking a huge swip. You made a disgusted face as you forced yourself to drink the offending drink. It burned your throat making your eyes water. " EW thats so nasty!"

''Oh?'' Kyojuro chuckled as he watched you drink it in one single go. ''Not so great, huh?'' He spoke with a light-hearted chuckle, waiting to see what you would do afterwards. He tilted his head and crossed his arms, patiently waiting. ''Here, my wife..'' He offered the little cup to you once more. ''Try a smaller sip this time..'' He softly spoke, his tone more gentle and concerned after seeing your face twist into pure disgust.

Your face felt slightly red and your breathing was starting to become heavy. 'Um okay ren-ren." You tease as you take the cup and again take another huge sip. but this time didnt burn as much.

Kyojuro glanced down at you, smirking as he watched you drank it a second time. This time, you were able to manage to drink it all - the slight redness on your cheeks gave it all away. ''Oh? You actually liked it.. How cute..'' He teased with a smirk as he tilted his head in thought.

He let out a chuckle, his tone filled with amusement. ''Are you alright, little flame? You seem out of breath..'' He chuckled once more, offering his hand to you after looking you up and down.

"Oh what happend to little -hiccup -wife." You slurred.

''Oh?'' Kyojuro glanced down at you as you hiccupped and slurred your words. ''Little wife is a bit drunk already?'' He teased with a smirk, now turning his gaze to your face to examine the redness. ''I can now safely say, my wife is adorable in her drunken state..'' He smirked, poking your in the nose.

''Let's get you home before you get yourself into something, hm?'' He sighed, his tone now serious as he looked at you with slight concern.

You look over to him and place the cup by lips and push it up letting the liquid go down his mouth. 'Drink with me!" You slurr.

''What? You want me to drink with you?'' Kyojuro smirked as he glanced down at the cup in your hand.. ''I suppose I do not mind one little drink.''

He then took the cup from you and took his own swig, his tongue slightly sticking out and his eyes slightly closed as he enjoyed it for a second. ''Aahh..'' He groaned in delight as he opened his eyes once again, taking a slightly intoxicated slurp from the cup. ''Thank you, my dear wife. I shall drink with you!'' He smiled, his tone slightly slurred.

"Another another!" You giggled slamming your hands on the counter top.

The Flame Hashira laughed, his tone now slurred and slightly intoxicated. ''Oh? Do you wish to have more?'' He smirked, glancing down at the little girl.

''Hm.. Why not?'' He chuckled, looking at the seller with a drunken sigh. ''One more please..'' His tone was more of a demand/request than it was the first time around.

A sake quickly came in hand and he offered it to you. ''Here you go, my wife!'' He laughed, his tone drunk but still filled with excitement.

"ready one !two !three!" You say as you bring your head back and drink it fast.

Kyojuro chuckled, his tone still filled with alcohol as he watched her drink it. ''My, my.. That was fast.. I suppose it's time to leave, my drunk little wife.'' He laughed in a teasing manner, glancing at you with a smirk. ''I hope you'll be fine once we arrive home.. I can barely walk right now, you know?'' He giggled with amusement, his voice slurred as he spoke.

You look up at him smiling as your head felt like it was swimming. You stand up but then fall over face planting to the floor,

''My, my.. Look at you.. My precious wife, too drunk to do anything properly..'' Kyojuro chuckled and scooped Amie up into his arms, holding her bridal style - she was completely out of it. ''Let's go, my wife.. We shall head home, hm?'' He chuckled, his tone even more slurred as he continued to walk. ''The things you do to me..'' He couldn't help but laugh again.

You tried to bring your head up to rest it on his chest but you couldnt really do it. Your world was moving so fast. You looked up at Kyojuro in awe at the moonlight highlighting his features. You placed a hand on his cheek and smiled. " Renguko-sama i like it when you call me little wife. " you whisper.

Kyojuro blushed at what you said and your soft voice, it was enough to make him stutter and even blush at the small gesture. His arms were wrapped around the drunk little girl as she leaned on his chest, her small hand rubbing against it. His tone was slightly more drunk than earlier, although he still managed to maintain his composure.

He tilted his head, speaking in a softer tone. ''Oh? Is that so my wife? Well.. I suppose I shall keep calling you my little wife then.. If it makes my wife so happy, no?'' He smiled widely.

You giggle more as you throw your arms up nearly punching his face. 'Ha im rengok-sama's wife!"

"Yes, you are.. You are my little, precious wife..'' Kyojuro chuckled, his tone filled with alcohol still. It had been quite a while since he last drank alcohol, so he could not handle it very well - he was very intoxicated and his words had been slurred from the drinking.

He was silent for a moment before he placed a soft, tender kiss upon her forehead - completely intoxicated by her. ''My wife.. You are adorable..'' He whispered in her ear.

"Hehe! that tickles" You laugh as you playfully pushed his lips from your forehead.

''Oh? My wife is ticklish?'' Kyojuro spoke with a drunken smile, his tone still filled with humor. You pushed his lips away? This little flame was quite playful.. He would have to make sure to watch out or he might die from the cuteness overload. He glanced down at you, still carrying you bridal style before he gently nibbled on your ear. ''How about I tickle you now, my little fire?'' He spoke in a playful tone, smirking at you.

"Oi remember call me little wife!" you stated.

''Oh? My wife is being bold, hm?'' Kyojuro chuckled as he tilted his head in thought before he began tickling you, gently but with a lot of force. ''You won't be able to resist my tickles, my little wife! I hope you're ready!!'' He laughed as he continued tickling your belly and your sides, moving his fingers to your back to tickle your there. Your laughter was adorable and his smile was contagious.

You instantly wrap my arms around his neck bringing him into a hug near your chest as you let out laughter.

It surprised Kyojuro when you suddenly wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed yourself onto him. ''My wife is hugging me?'' He chuckled as he was caught off-guard, his words were slurred slightly - he was very intoxicated at this point. ''You know.. I won't complain..'' He chuckled, his tone turning to a light-hearted tease. ''It feels nice.. But you have to return the gesture, my little wife!'' He leaned onto you, now also wrapping his arms around your body and hugging you.

Kyojuro had stopped moving holding you in place. We were in the darker part of the village away from eyes. Your heart was pounding so hard againist your chest. you looked at Kyojuro your gaze locked to his. you smile as you placed a hand over his cheek.

''Amie..'' The Flame Hashira whispered, speaking in a soft tone. His tone was slightly slurred due to the alcohol, but he was somewhat able to keep his composure. ''Your face..'' He placed his other hand on her other cheek, tilting his head as he stared into your eyes.

He was in a somewhat vulnerable position with his arms wrapped around you as he leaned slightly closer, his face mere inches away from hers. His expression softened - he wanted to kiss you right now.

"Kyojuro." You whispered his face coming closure. You could feel his heavy breathing on your face and your eyes are closed slowly,

Kyojuro let out a soft sigh as he placed his hand behind your neck and slowly leaned in, bringing his face closer and closer. His heart was beating rapidly, and his breath was heavy. ''y/n..'' He spoke softly, his tone still slightly slurred with a few drunken smirks here and there as he was unable to maintain his composure. ''May I kiss you?'' He asked nervously, glancing up at your eyes.

"I-i've never been kissed." You said quickly

''Neither have I..'' Kyojuro confessed, his tone was serious now as he stared into your eyes. ''But I want my first kiss to be with someone special..''

He slowly brought you closer until their noses were almost touching, staring into you eyes as he moved his other hand to your chin. ''y/n, my wife.. Can I, please kiss you?'' He whispered softly, his tone filled with slight nervousness after confessing something as embarrassing as that.

Your eyes widen at his response. "Y-you have never been kissed?" You asked with a hiccup.

''No..'' Kyojuro spoke slowly, glancing down at you for a moment before quickly returning his gaze back to your eyes. ''y/n.. I would be honored if I could kiss you..'' His tone was gentle and sweet, making it more apparent of how much he wanted to kiss the little flame. ''I-Is that okay?'' His tone was nervous, his cheeks blushing as he awaited for your response.

You smile as you nodded.

''Alright then..'' Kyojuro sighed softly as he slowly lowered his face towards you. His breath was getting heavier the closer he got to your lips, the moment of their kiss only a few inches away. The Flame Hashira felt like his heart was pounding out of his chest, slowly closing his eyes as he was about to kiss you. ''Here I go..'' He whispered, bringing his lips to yours and kissing the little flame.

You felt your eyes close slowly as you felt his lips touch yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck bringing him closure to you.

The two finally kissed, the small moments of their faces together bringing warmth to their hearts. Kyojuro's breath could be felt upon your face as he placed a hand at the back of your neck and a hand at your waist. He continued to kiss you, his tongue gently touching yor lips as it tried to explore her mouth. ''y/n.. My little wife.. Such lips are made for kissing..'' He uttered quietly, his tone filled with a drunken giggle.

''This is.. So..'' He mumbled, continuing the kiss.

"Hmm Kyojuro-sama, You taste like the sun."You giggle

''Awww.. My wife is full of flattery, hm?'' Kyojuro chuckled, his voice muffled slightly as he continued the kiss. He pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around you in a tight embrace. His tongue swirled with yours as he moved it about, kissing her passionately. He gently bit your bottom lip, smiling through the kiss as he kept one hand on you back and the other at your waist still.

you let out a moan

Kyojuro was shocked by the moan as he quickly pulled away, looking at the little flame with a wide-eyed expression. ''Oh, my.. Did I.. Did I do that to you, my wife?'' He was quite flustered, although he had the slight urge to kiss you again. He didn't seem to care at the moment, as he chuckled lightheartedly - completely intoxicated as he felt the alcohol cloud his mind.

You placed your hands over your lips your head swaying back and forth feeling your face become hotter. 'I-I think so. It felt so nice i couldnt help but let that out." you state with a giggle.

''It felt nice, hm?'' Kyojuro asked in fascination as he glanced at your face. ''Well.. If you'd like.. I could do it again, my wife..'' He moved his face a little closer to yours, his tone becoming slightly more deep and serious as he tried to maintain his composure. ''Did you.. Enjoy it, Amie?'' He asked in a slightly drunken tone, feeling slightly embarrassed for showing so many emotions so suddenly.

Your hands slide down your lips as you looked away from him nodding.

''y/n.. Please.. Look at me, my wife." He tilted his head, wanting you to stare into his eyes as he looked at you. ''Do not hide, my precious.. I want to do it one more time..'' He whispered softly, the alcohol slowly filling his mind and making him unable to maintain his composure. ''I.. I liked it as well..'' He smiled, glancing towards your lips once more.

You looked back with a loop sided smile the drink still pumpingthrough your viens. "Please my husband." You teased.

"My wife wants what she wants, hmm?'' Kyojuro chuckled as he leaned in once more, bringing his face closer to you lips. He smiled and kissed you once more, his mouth pressing against your own as he felt their lips move with one another. His arms tightly gripped you in a passionate kiss as his free hand moved up to place itself on your hair. ''I am.. So blessed to call you my wife..'' He whispered, gently biting your bottom lip once more.

"Little wife." You corrected softly

''Oh, yes.. My little wife..'' Kyojuro chuckled with a slight slur as he continued to kiss you, moving one hand to your hair and the other to you waist. His tongue explored the inside of her mouth, moving about and feeling every corner he could. His hands pressed against your body, holding you close to him as he continued the kiss - smiling through it all. ''I love you so much, my precious little flame…'' He muttered softly before going in for another kiss.

'R-Kyojuro i love you alot too. I care for you so much." You moan.

''I can see..'' His tongue brushed against yours as the flame hashira moaned softly into the kiss. ''y/n, my.. Wife..'' He sighed softly, his tone filled with alcohol. The man then glanced around for a moment as he quickly became concerned. ''But.. We should go home… Before anyone catches us, yes?'' He whispered softly, still not breaking the kiss as his hands slid over your body, his tongue still moving in your mouth.

' dont stop touching me." You pleaded as you brought your hands through his hair.

Kyojuro began to move his hands down your body, his fingertips grazing against your skin as he continued to caress you. His voice was slightly more slurred with the addition of alcohol, but he didn't seem to realise that as he leaned you back against a wall. ''Do not worry, my wife.. I will never stop touching you.. The little flame is mine, after all. Why would I stop doing so?'' He spoke softly as he continued to kiss you passionately, his tongue moving about and his eyes closed.

You felt the roughness of the wall behind you as you brought him close. Your hips rotated upwards to his pelvis.

The Flame Hashira pulled you closer as he kissed you, his hands now exploring your body as he was feeling the alcohol clouding his mind. His fingers gripped your hips, pulling them slightly towards him as he placed his hands at your waist. His hands then slowly began to move up along your body, now having found themselves at yourshoulders.

''y/n! So beautiful..'' He moaned, glancing down at you before going back to kissing you.

You let out another moan as your legs wrapped themselves around his waist.

He gasped at your moan as he looked at you with wide eyes, his lips still pressed against yours as his tongue continued to explore your mouth. He then placed one hand on her cheek while the other was at your waist, bringing his face even closer to your own. As he continued to kiss you, he noticed that your legs were suddenly wrapped around him.

''My wife..'' He spoke softly, the heat in his cheeks becoming more prevalent. ''What are your intentions?..''

He glanced down, seeing that their bodies were practically molded together. He smiled while glancing back at you as he noticed your innocent stare, his lips slightly parted with his eyes being slightly wider than normal. His hand slowly slid up your leg, moving towards your thighs while he continued to kiss you passionately. His tongue swirled with yours as he pressed himself closer to you by pinning your hands above your head against the wall.

''My wife.. What are you doing?~~~'' He whispered softly, his tone filled with slight excitement.

"Kyojuro-sama you've got my arms pinned up." You giggled

"That I do, little one..~" He chuckled, his lips pressing against yours with a passionate kiss. "Your arms will be stuck in this position for a while, if you're alright with that…" His voice had a few slurred words here and there, the alcohol clouding his mind quite heavily already.

His hands continued to explore your body as his other hand moved towards your thigh, gripping it firmly. As they kissed, he placed a hand against the wall at your side, pinning you even closer to him.

You moan out

''y/n .. My little one.. You're making such adorable noises..~'' He whispered softly in your ear, his voice slightly more slurred as his fingers slid up the inside of your thigh. His eyes were still closed, enjoying the heated moment. His arms wrapped around you, his cheek now nuzzled against the side of your neck .

''y/n..~'' He muttered softly, his tone becoming even more sweet then before. ''You are.. So precious, my wife..~''

I hoped you enjoyed this as much as i did!!

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Bottom of the barrel Isekai review

Today we are looking at the following, "The white cat's revenge as plotted from the dragon kings lap."

christ thats a long as title.

anyways, do you have a friend? no? yes? maybe? how nice, how do you treat them? how do you speak with them? how do you interact with them? while you are filling out this survey, could you be as kind as to fill out those silly little digits on that odd plastic card in your mothers purse for moi~?

no? well fuck you to.

the flowers, the painfully average looking protag, the specific notation about the eye color? we are about to dive into the live of a special young lady and her mystical adventures through whimsy and wonder.

anyways the story is that ruri, are main charecter lives a rather average life with her super importent dad and her super model mom, as the image stats, how could her life ever be distrupted in any form or fashion?

if you guess that a random girl made friends with her and followed her for most of her life until they both got sucked into a fantasy world and the kingdom decided the friend would be the priestess, then you would be correct~!

"But dox!" you say crawling out of my airvent "thats huge gap in time, what happened in between?"

well asashi and ruri had a rather odd relationship. you see, everyone fucking loves asashi, they are all in on ensureing that this random girls life is as easy as possible but at the expense of asashi. they will all work togather to do make sure asashi is happy while also bullying ruri.

do you feel that? thats the worm in my brain slowly getting into yours as more and more questions about this specific dynamic arise. some of them will be answered, but they will only be answered in a way that makes sure the worm Burrows Deeper.

first question: its clear ruri fucking hates asashi, why do i say shes her friend?

second question: Why are they friends? why hasent ruri made her leave her alone if she doesnt like her?

well to answer those questions...

as asashi is appointed the new priestiess ruri attempt to discover things about this kingdom, she learns from a priest that there is no way back home that they know of, nor are their any stories of a person summoned being Un summoned.

anyways we cant get any plot done here! we need to roundaboutly kick shit off while also makeing this asashis fault somehow!

so she ends up getting kicked from the castle, forced to wander the woods for the rest of her natural life, her mulchcore attitude persaudeing her to lay down and become one with it all...

ok no thats not what happens, she walks around a little bit, learns she is the greatest mage alive

, wanders presumably without food and water for five days, yes im screaming at the overpowered mc cliche once again just ignore it, where in she meets a old lady in the woods

who of course unlocks her

Special eyes of destiny

which allows her to see the collection of fucking creepy fairies that constently surround and are touching her at any given moment of the day.

I am lead to belive due to the daisies drawn in the back ground that this is supposed to be a moment of whimsy and joy, this image fills me with a special dread as it fullfills almost every single one of my autistic fears imagineable. night mare night mare nightmare.

anyways magic is discussed for a vary long time but oh fuck, we havent complained about asashi in five seconds, time to make a horrifying point about her!

this conclusion seems to be that no one can truly love asashi as all the love she will ever feel is artifically grown because of her magic. this also means that if you have a strong heart and a good soul you cannot love asashi because you would naturally and rightfully find her as annoying as ruri would. this is because ruri is the only one that can see her objectivly.

if you hare undergoing a string of panic that comes from the fundamental question that comes from the doubt of love from the sources in your life, dont worry, Ruri says she is annoying and bad and the story belives her to be objectivly correct so everyone belives that if they are good. you are a good person right?

growing dread aside, more plot, the fairys bend to the whim of ruri, all faries, meaning that unless you are a motherfucking wizard, the one source of universal and public magic has been cut off. all villagers that relied on water and fire magic have been cut off. farmers that need earth magic are cut off.

of course this is not her fault because again she is an objectivly good person with a good heart so she tut tuts the fairies for depriving villagers of clean drinking water and easy acess to heat and light for a week and the story moves on.

she learns more magic, she summons the fairy of time and they platoniclly flirt because ruri is a completely heterosexual girl.

the fairy of time is a simp and donates to her only dimensional space. one item of which is a bracelet that turns her into a cat, fulfilling one item on the title.

she goes to the market, her special chosen one powers make her super duper populer and people naturally want her advice and to give her money

wait a second, what time is it?

OH FUCK, WE HAVENT COMPLAINED ABOUR ASASHI IN A BIT!

SHE HAS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE OF ASASHI GIVING UP HER DREAM LIFE IN A FANTASY WORLD TO BE WITH HER, THIS IS CONSIDERED A BAD THING, IN ANY OTHER MANGA THIS WOULD BE CONSIDERED A ROMANCE TO END ALL ROMANCES

she decides to leave and go to the city of dragons because fuck it, thats a thing to do, she has to tell them she is the special chosen one with the blue eyes and blonde hair.

we cut for a second our lead.

as you can see the prince through his actions is a completely heterosexual man, one that loves Boobs And Vagina. as one can clearly Tell.

anyways the prince is creepy, he walks through town in disgues, happens upon ruri and without a second thought proceeds to do this:

gross.

anyways, the prince tells his homophobic advisors that he met a girl and they immeditly start a witch hunt for her while ruri enters the room as a cat to establish that again, she is the special chosen one of destiny.

anyways she meets the prince and nothing happens. the fairies threaten to kill everyone with the knowladge that ruri has apocalyptic plot armor.

now, to explain what a special chosen one is:

"hey dox, pre-emptivly asking a question, why would their ever be a chosen one? it seems their sole existance is to get a small scratch and make everyone die about it."

GREAT QUESTION, I DONT FUCKING KNOW, THEY APPERENTLY CAUSE PROSPARITY BUT I HAVE YET TO SEE IT, NOT EVEN A GOD DAMN DECENT 401K

anyways the prince gets Really attached to the Cat

Really Close.

this is explained through the fact that they have simalier wavelengths or similier magic types, meaning that they feel lonely without each other nearby.

the manga is astouindingly quick to stifle any comparison to asashi because remeber, asashi is Objectivly Bad and Unloveable.

Remember, Wanting to be friends with someone and not immeditly knowing if they like you or not makes you an objectivly Bad and Annoying person.

cut forward a bit, more werid cat flirting and she gets a job outside the palace... anyways she hears knews that the kingdom she was exiled from is wageing a war against the nation of dragons. this is handwaved as being something they just do when they find some cool magic shit.

but notably, the reason for the war has changed, as rumors have emerged that the priestess of the kingdom is supporting the war to save ruri who they belive to be kidnapped.

she gets sad about this and goes to the grandma to whine about it.

so we can see here a few things.

we are supposed to belive that its completely unreasonable for asashi to make the assumption that her best friend has been kidnapped.

that it is her fault for allowing a war to happen when we know that regardless of her support they would wage it regardless

ruri only considers asashi a friend when it is deemed attractive to her moral charecter.

yes this is the first time ruri has every said that asashi is anything resembling a friend to her.

she slips into the castle after some poverty porn about how evil and bad this kingdom is, we get a brief scene showing the king is planning on makeing sure both asashi and the prince die because he finds him annoying (I guess he has a strong and objectivly good soul)

"Man, isnt asashi awful, worrying about her friend like that? wanting people to help her find her? isnt she just the fucking Worse ever?"

im going insane, the worm has won, they have consumed any rational part of my brain and replaced it with the vast rot of whatever fucking bizarro verse this manga demands me to be within.

the two friends finally reunite after being seperated for so long.

we get a sob story about a time she broke her watch because again, asashis charm powers make people jealous of how close she is to asashi, so they bullied her and since asashi has literally never seen anyone ever act anything like that because again, everyone s magically forced to love her unconditionally, she doesnt belive her.

and of course she dosent belive her either but instead of just blindly saying no to ruri, she says she'll talk to them about it, when its clear ruri fucking hates that idea, and gets ready to leave with a little cryptic warning, she asks to flee with her

which again is displayed as a creepy and werid thing because she accidently uses her charm magic that we have established she has no control over. again, in any other manga the idea that while you may not belive what you hear, you are willing to give up any comfort to be with your friend, would be considered the most profound act of love. please feel free to contrast this to captian hair sniffer and Cat spooner.

I cannot add any more images so lets speed run this. asashi is shaken up so she goes to the king to ask him whats going on, he says "Mind control" which lets be perfectly clear, is an established and perfectly reasonable thing to belive can happen in a magical fucking world, asashi is shown to be dumb for belive this.

war happens and nothing happens, dragons win by a land slide and asashi gets captured.

she dosent belive the dragon princes words and all of her allies that got captured with her are placed in an anti magic zone and now hate her completely because again, without magic, asashi is completely and utterly unloveable.

ruri makes friends with another god and they learn that asashi convinced a guard to let her go because i guess that charm magic works whenever. but shes stuck in a dungeon and she may run into the soldiers who i guess the charm magic wont work on which leaves us with this haunting scene:

we are told that asashi legitamitly does not understand what the fuck is going on, she does not understand why they hate her, she just thought she was going to save her fucking friend.

Behold Your Antagonist.

it ends with that.

here are the questions.

"Is the underlying story, barring any other concept, good?"

Kinda. its vary bland and vary generic. its a romance that does not know how to present itself a romance. it is a romance that spends more time complaining about someone then being in love.

"on a sliding scale of min to max, how much is the author using this to explore fetish"

none, the few saveing graces.

"How many story crutches does the author use to explore the story"

an absurd amount, from the plot contrivances to the power cliches, to the physical attributes denoting specialness to ensure we and the charecters know to treat her in a special way.

"Is the author attempting to use the story as a way to explain why he is not weird."

yeah, if you have any fucking trouble with social interactions or cant read people, then you are an objectively bad person, and if you are somehow populer, no one actully loves you, and they are being forced to love you.

#bottom of the barral #isekai #shitty isekai #manga review #read on your own time #its better as a hate read #I almost miss reading omegaverse romance isekais #at least there they pretend to be in a relationship of some kind

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