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#my MC is so fucking tired of everyone's nonsense
rimeiii · 9 months
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Random demon HCs (SFW)
Eyo, it's your girl, the one WHB poster who's interested in this game for all the wrong reasons with something non-gameplay related for once! Part of what definitely interests me is the demons in general and how they'll play off with each other + the MC. Doesn't even have to be related to the sexy stuff - some of these demons I feel have the potential to have interesting and complex dynamics with each other, particularly the Avisos demons!
So, um. Yeah. Enjoy my brainrot-
(Also I will be particularly biased towards the demons who've caught my eye. Refer to tier list below. So, um. Yeah. Sorry about that orz)
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I feel like out of all the demons in Hell, Belial would be the one most attuned to music. He'd be the one to replay songs again and again, probably wearing noise-cancelling headphones so that he'll truly be immersed in the music. He probably used to love singing as a child, so when his voice was taken away, he was completely and utterly devastated. To compensate, he'd take up an instrument (like an acoustic guitar) or learn how to compose, so that at least he can express his love for music and performance...
Gusion desperately wants to cut down on work, but it's hard. He spends countless days and nights just going around solving problems - and there's an abundance of them in Hell. Honestly, he thought of creating systems to help streamline his work and problem-solving shenanigans, but holy shit everyone just loves wrecking those too, huh. After calculating and approximating the time and effort required to perform his duties, merely solving issues as they crop up is the more effective and less tiring solution to everything. Which is saying something, when that in itself is already tiring as fuck.
Leviathan is a gentleman, through and through. Cool, calm, and collected on the outside, he practically perfected the art of hiding away his negative emotions behind a charming smile and a no-nonsense attitude on the battlefield. The only people able to pry away his emotions from beneath the mask are his fellow kings, the demons of Hades, and eventually MC. And even then, he'll only be able to show his most vulnerable sides to his nobles and, again, MC (eventually). It's hard to win his trust and openness, what with his jealousy often getting in the way of him forming healthy relationships with others.
Beelzebub is actually a pretty bad cook. Like, Mystery Food X levels of bad - at least, starting out. Now, though? Well, the people who said they enjoyed his cooking have somehow deluded themselves to think it's good before the side effects kick in. Does it have hallucinogenic properties? Is it a side effect of Beelzebub's tendency to have weird things happen around him? Or perhaps he really did improve on his cooking? Who knows...who knows.
Naberius and Gusion are the perfect drinking buddies. They'd get together at a random pub somewhere in Hell when they have the time, and they'll spend their time getting buzzed while unloading everything weighing them down at the moment. Honestly, this started as an effort to help Naberius - letting out his emotions bit by bit to ensure everyone's safety is much more preferable than letting his anger and annoyance explode to an extent he becomes a Kerberos. Sometimes, they'll be joined by Bael, although rarely as he is standing in for Beelzebub. More often, Satan shows up and chats with them, as amiable as always - and they end up being his main listening ears if he needs to vent. Satan's secrets are always safe with them, and for that, he is forever thankful.
Leraye and Paimon often make things together! The former has a knack for sewing, while the latter has a lot of ideas for clothes and stuffed toys! Working together, they'd be able to create a large variety of trendy clothing and cute plush toys.
I know a lot of people HC this but yes, Marbas would be a gentle giant. While he's aroused by being restrained, I'd like to think the reason why he's always restrained is because something bad happened while he was doing something while not being restrained. Perhaps he accidentally killed someone with his sheer strength, during a more "daily life" scenario. While his strength is his pride, his ability to heal is a larger source of pride for him - which is why he agrees with the notion that putting restraints on him is for the best.
Sitri is a tea connoisseur! He likes tea, knows which tea leaves are the best, how to make specific blends of tea, how long each tea needs to steep in order to bring out a specific sort of flavor...and among the demons in Hell, there are few who can appreciate the finer details in tea brewing like him. Some of these demons include Barbatos (surprisingly enough), Foras, Bael, Bathin, and Paimon. They regularly get together to sample his teas!
Whenever Bathin wants someone to accompany him in his travels, Amon often takes him up on his offer. They'll wander around without any prior destination, dealing with problems that crop up during their travels along the way. They both live in the moment while traveling, letting the winds dictate where they'll head to next. Amon deals with most of the logistics of travel while Bathin would focus more on finding and learning about the points of interest wherever they end up. An MC who enjoys traveling would love being travel buddies with them!
Mammon's way of showing his affection is gift-giving. Though his gifts might come across as overboard sometimes. Because what do you mean he already sent over some more jewels your way? Nobody needs that many jewels, sir! Either way, Tartaros is a prospering land purely because of the many treasures Mammon gives away to his people. Whether or not these overflowing treasures gets sent off to other areas is a different story entirely.
Andrealphus would be the most sympathetic towards MC, I feel. He knows how it feels to lose someone you care about deeply, to have your life ripped away from you in an instant. He had already been in that position a long time ago, and it would greatly please him if MC would let him support them any way he can - up to and including sticking by their side to protect them.
Out of all the demons in Paradise Lost, I feel like Morax would be the one most versed in the logistics involving healing and first aid. Which is understandable - his method of healing involves transferring his patient's wounds onto him in the form of pain. As a result, he'll have to be able to gauge just how far into the healing process he should perform with his abilities - especially on the battlefield. He'd have his nose buried in books during his free time just so he can increase his healing efficacy.
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duskwood-by-daylight · 8 months
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Why Pity When You Can Party
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Summary: You've finally had enough of everyone and their shit after movie night. This is mostly a poorly written vent.
Lewie x f!MC
Warnings: cursing, not super detailed oral (f receiving), kissing, lots of well placed anger, kinda nsfw
Word count: 1,240ish
A/N: As always, 18+, minors DNI. Don't steal or copy or whatever. Feedback always appreciated. If I forgot a vital tag, let me know.
You're curled on the daybeds, grateful to have a moment away from the loud arguments in the villa. Frankly, you couldn't give a shit less about what's happening between any of them but if you have to hear Grace whine her way through another double standard or Amelia turn another one of her fuck ups into a pity party, or God forbid Marshall say another snide comment about Oz, you might actually vomit on the astroturf.
"Y/N? Is that you?"
"No, Elliot. You're mistaken. It isn't me. But if I was me, I'd tell you to go fuck off someplace."
"Oh." He sounds dismayed, but Elliot is not one to give up. "I just wanted to check up on you. No one had seen you since the end of Movie Night. Are you sure you don't want company?"
Instead of immediately answering, you close your eyes, hiding resolutely beneath the sheet. "...fuck off someplace, El."
There's still chaotic sounds from inside and you wonder if they'll tear the building apart. More footsteps approach but you don't bother to move, neither wanting to see nor hear whoever it is.
"Y/N? Can we talk? It's about Ozzy. What he did really hurt me." Grace. Fucking Grace and her nonsense. On day one, she seemed so pretty and fun, but ever since has proven herself to be more toxic than the pool water at Casa.
Sitting up, you let the cover fall away and glare at her when she steps closer. "Don't sit. Don't stay. Go away. I don't want to talk to you."
"You're being rude."
Anger flares up in your mind and you grab the first thing you can, your water bottle, and fling it in her direction. "Are you deaf? I said go away!"
After a few minutes of peaceful solitude, Lewie comes down and sits on the edge of the bed. "Hey babe. It's just me." He waits half a breath before stretching out beside you and throwing his arm around where he guesses your middle is.
"Lewie, I'm out here so I can be alone."
"I know. I'm out here, being alone with you…and keeping everyone else away."
You smile a little, pressing against him, "Thank you."
"Do you want to talk or do you want quiet?"
You find his hand and squeeze, grateful for his solid warmth beside you. He takes your silence as an answer and cuddles you close. "I'm just so annoyed with everyone, Lew. I'm not having fun today. Movie Night was a drama and that was fine. It's just… everyone is being so stupid. I'm upset with everyone. I hated being at Casa. They made me go to the Hideaway with some pushy idiot and nobody even bothered to ask me. I keep getting dragged into drama that I don't give a shit about… I'm tired and I don't want to talk to any of them."
He kisses the top of your head, "I could tell something was off with you. Want me to tell everyone to fuck off?"
"Just be with me. You're the only person in here who doesn't make me want to rip my hair out."
"Lucky for me. I happen to like your hair." You shift onto your back, letting him join you beneath the sheet. "I like all of you, really."
"Do you now? Mm, how much?"
"Well, let's see." He traces the tip of his finger down your nose and over your lips before kissing you gently. You close your eyes and relax into his touch, his lips trailing down your neck, over your chest, nipping at your stomach, until he stops at the edge of your shorts. "Enough to eat you out on the daybeds in front of everyone if you want."
"Lew!" You hiss in warning, opening your eyes to gaze down at him.
He's grinning up at you, blue eyes wide and innocent, before he starts nuzzling along your leg and you can't help but giggle when his stubble tickles your thigh. "What do you say, babe? You can keep watch, I'll do all the work. Let me kiss it better."
Watching him softly brush his lips against you, whispering pleas into your skin pushes you over the edge and you nod. He eagerly unties your shorts and you glance around the empty yard before letting your eyes fall closed.
How long has it been since you've had this much alone time with Lewie? Too damned long. Then his mouth is on you, strong hands shifting your legs apart and urging one over his shoulder as you press back into the pillows. You arch your hips toward him but still when you hear dishes clatter in the outdoor kitchen. Roberto is walking back inside just as Lewie lays his arm across your waist to pin you in place, letting you know he has absolutely no plans of stopping until he's done.
It isn't long before your orgasm hits, your heel digging into Lewie's back while waves of bliss envelop you. He works you through it, his fingers and tongue slowing when your breathing settles. Everything feels too good and you smile at Lewie when he slides up to join you, looking very proud of his work.
"I needed that as much as you did, baby. Damn, I've missed you."
"And we're not done yet. Come here." Urging him into a needy kiss, you guide him to lay on top of you, already feeling his hardness brush your leg. "I'm gonna take care of you, too." His large hands cup your cheeks, deeply kissing you until a distinct sound, heels clacking on concrete.
Amelia interrupts, "So sorry, but I can pull you for a chat? It'll just be a second."
You break the kiss just long enough to glare at her, "No, but you can go fuck yourself. So try that and then get back to me. Or don't."
"Y/N!"
Rage washes over you. Finally, you've had enough. Interrupting your alone time with Lewie is the final straw. Giving him another kiss, you tap his hip. "Lewie, darling, give me just a second. I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere."
The walk to the fire pit across the lawn might be the shortest you've ever had. Amelia opens her mouth to speak, but you light into her first. "I don't care what you have to say. Just listen. I don't care about Zeph anymore. I don't care about your new snakey crush on whatever boy you perceive as the most dramatic choice. You're so goddamn nosy! Not everything in this place is about you. You're upset that Marshall or Roberto or whoever was a snakey piece of trash? Newsflash, your type is snakey pieces of trash! Embrace your garbage. Not everyone deserves a good guy. Maybe your taste in men is from the universe giving you what you deserve."
Amelia's mouth is open in shock, but she still isn't interrupting, so you continue. "Amelia, unless you're pulling me aside for a chat that directly involves ME in immediate danger of being murdered, I don't want to hear it. We're stuck together 24/7 in here, you can find a better fucking time to talk to me than when I'm literally under my man! Now get the hell away from me! Go find someone else to feel sorry for you. Try Grace. She loves pity."
"Y/N."
"No. Don't want to hear your noise. I'm going to fuck Lewie on the daybeds. I'll see you tomorrow."
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Bestie I’m so tired! I played through todays release twice and it still pisses me off.
Johnny is truly a piece of shit. It’s so crazy how people who were in the villa on day one either have nothing to say or believe his blatant lies! Like, I JUST met him, why would I trust him to tell him anything?? Just plain stupid.
Kat is getting everything she deserves. If she didn’t cling to that man so hard and jump down his throat about every single thing then he wouldn’t be over there pining for me.
Gabi is still annoying to me. I’m never gonna like her. She’s clearly using Dana to stay close to Suresh. Just because I’m mad at him right now doesn’t mean she can have him.
Meera is a know nothing big mouth ass bitch. She’s constantly butting into things that have nothing to do with her and keeps on with her stupid little comments. I really wish I could just punch her in the mouth and get kicked off the show. It would 100% be worth it. I’ve never wanted to fight a game character more.
Alfie is really a little lap dog for his partner. Like, he’s just so happy to have someone that he’s turned into her bitch. That wack ass apology he gave because he couldn’t grow a pair and just say that they wouldn’t vote for me because I’ve done NOTHING to her.
Finn was the only one of the guys to really have my back when it came down to it and that really irritated me. Like, Alfie and Suresh let it be known in Casa that they both have feelings for me but you chose to keep silent while I got lied on?? Very sweet for Finn to cut Johnny’s bullshit AND back me in front of everyone and not just in a one on one. But he has stayed quiet through a lot of other unfair shit that MC has gone through and I don’t like that either.
Lulu is my favorite girl! How can she see the bs but the other girls are questioning me?? I definitely kissed her for the game both times. I’d love to see what’s gonna happen with her character.
*big dramatic sigh* Suresh…I don’t know about him at this point. All my other theories about him are out of the window. The NERVE to kiss Gabi in front of me!! And MARRY Meera like she hasn’t been coming for my head!! It’s complete nonsense. I don’t know why they’ve done this to his character but i hate it. Idk if it’s supposed to make us feel like Finn is the only one that gets us but it’s bullshit. You’re in a relationship with someone for over a year, come onto a dating show FOR them specifically, steady try to win them back and then all of a sudden crickets??? Make it make sense FB!! How can they change this man’s whole personality?! He was always an outspoken go getter and now all of a sudden he’s focusing on someone he has no spark with and kissing an old fling that was the cause of our breakup? BFFR. He was a flirt but he was never heartless. They are ruining him and I hope that Finn publicly saying that he wants me will kick his ass into gear. If not, I’m not sure how this will end. I’ll honestly have no LI and I’ll choose someone out of spite just to ruin their relationship for fucking with me.
This game is a health hazard.
bestie 😭😭😭😭i literally hate all of the bullying this SEASON not just these episodes. Theres really no need to make JoColas or Meera go same damn hard for us but they did. this is the first season with no perfect LI except maybe Lulu, she backed us from the start and she was so nice. re: Suresh...😩😩 here's my theory I really think everything he's doing is very intentional on FB's side. Even Alfie stans, I didn't realize it because I'm so focused on Suresh but look at who they chose for him to kiss, KAT...just like Suresh, Alfie has history with Kat and that kiss would've hurt MC a lot too. FB intentionally hurt us this week with Suresh and Alfie's choices to force Finn on us. Because think about it are you really going to listen to Finn's marriage proposal if you really actually wanted Suresh/Alfie and they proposed too? Nah you wouldn't.
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Does it feel like we've been in the og tl for a long time now?? I know it's only been a few chapters but God it feels so much longer it wild and I think think that's cause Wakui somehow makes so much happen but not happen at the same time. Like when Taiju came into the fight I was like huh? And the fact that his and benki and wakasa little "battle" lasted all of two seconds bothered me cause it felt pointless. This whole last Arc has been really sloppy and lackluster to me. It just feel as though he just throwing in stuff for shock value sake. Cause how in one time like Mikey can take a steel pipe to the head muitple times and be fine but in one he fell down the stairs and hit his head then destroyed his cerebrum? And that's just the surface level stuff too
Yeah. This manga has gone on longer than it needed to be with no new development for any of these characters, including Mikey and Takemitchi. 300 chapters in (I’m rounding up) and we’re now being told that everything we’ve read wasn’t real (at least not completely) and that the cause for all of this nonsense was bc Mikey’s face married his staircase.
When it comes to time travel animes (steins gate, erased, etc), the premises are all relatively simple with formulaic execution. But unlike the previous two, TR keeps going and after a certain point, you get tired of seeing Takemitchi be determined and perseverant. It’s like, there’s nothing wrong with goody-two-shoe characters who want to make a difference. We’ve seen them time and time again in other media, but the difference btw TR’s MC and everyone else, is that Takemitchi doesn’t do anything to help himself. He’s very much reliant on the other characters around him but is never able to grow or gain the self-improvement aspect that the other, aforementioned MCs have. Mitchi hasn’t figured out how to deal with his own help-lessness, and it’s 300 chapters too late to try to develop that now.
Even the twist with Shin and the reveal that there are more time leapers feels bland. There’s no pay off to learning this information and it doesn’t add anything to the overall story, bc nothing was ever established to begin with. Wakui might’ve alluded that there was an additional leaper before Kisaki died, but he completely ignored that plot point for multiple chapters until now. And to make it out to be the character that has effectively been dead for 200+ chapters is just 🫤…ok…I guess.
Mikey’s whole deal is dumb, bc much like Shin’s situation, there was never any hints or subtle bits of foreshadowing leading up to this OG timeline, and it’s funny, bc I remember talking to my wife and we both agreed that the Izana arc would’ve been the best time for Wakui to have given actual character depth to Mikey. Tell me more about his dark side. Why did he forget Izana? How does he feel knowing Izana hates him? Hell, give me more on Emma and the rest of the family, since this is all about them right? We got nothing but for some reason, I’m supposed to believe that in the future Mikey cut his hair like Izana and got his tattoo on his neck? For why?
And looking back on now, I kind of understand why Wakui never did anything more with Mikey bc this was never the original Mikey. We spent all this damn time trying to understand him, learn what makes him tick, etc, just to find out that he was never the original to begin with. And now he’s dead and I simply don’t fucking care. I don’t even care about Shin, bc he’s been DEAD. I’ve since accepted that and moved on, but now we’re going back to square one all over again. It’s done. It’s over. I’m tired of the rinse, wash, and repeat.
The story should’ve ended with Takemitchi getting his happy ending and being with Hina since that was the ORIGINAL premise for the story for the past 200 chapters. Him coming to terms with the fact that you can’t save everyone and allowing Mikey to live his life would’ve been perfect. Mitchi would’ve became the hero that he wanted but also learned to move on and let shit go.
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sharkface-daydreams · 3 years
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me knowing I can fix all these stupid ass writing decisions in Outriders via fanfiction: 😊
me realising that means I have to WRITE the fanfiction in question: 😱
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Hi! I love everything that you write and heh I am a fan! 😄 tbh this is my first time requesting something on Tumblr! If you don't mind and if I am not being a bother...can you write about how the guys would react If MC suddenly starts making meme references? I don't know how I got the idea but I am REALLY curious. And love you! :D
Hiya! Tyvm for the kind words, and apologies that this took a while! I hope you have the chance to enjoy it regardless ❤️❤️❤️ Love you too, sweet pea! I promise to get to the next request you’ve sent ASAP~
Aight but this would be hilarious because the range of the reactions is just ungodly. I will be putting this under a cut after Napoleon so I don’t clog up everyone’s dash, but all the suitors are included below otherwise! 
Comte is the one that recognizes a few, but didn’t really stay in modern times long enough to be as well-versed as a Gen Z kid might. Regardless he finds the wittiness and absolute chaotic fuckery to be delightful, and will 100% support the harmless nonsense. It never fails to get a laugh out of him
Mozart that first day be like: “Buzz off MC I hate you” MC, because she likes swinging bats at wasps’ nests: “Well that’s not very cash money of you” Mozart: ?????????? Comte, giggling in the bg like the secret fae he is This one’s just because I’m petty, but after the events of Comte rt I just imagine them encountering Vlad again and MC’s just “I lived bitch.” while Comte is flipping him off behind her lkjahgkjhdsg
Comte @ Leo when he finds the latter under his desk: Had it not been for the laws of this land, I would have slaughtered you.  MC: wheezing from the hallway as she’s about to give him his letters
MC: So how was your day, honey? Comte: Good, good--briefly had to go beastmode upon the punk that pilfered my lint roller MC, biting her lip to keep from laughing: So does Leo still have his kneecaps? Comte: for now.
Comte, @ literally anyone upsetting the MC: I won’t hesitate, bitch
Comte: Be careful with my emotional baggage, it’s designer
MC: What if I was evil and ran towards you at very fast speeds Comte: My arms are strong, I would catch and hug you
Leo and Dazai are the ones that don’t have a single reference point but are filled with so much dumbass chaos energy that they just. Understand immediately???? Nobody knows how or why, but they just catch on so fast--adapt the language in a matter of weeks. Never underestimate the power of combined boredom, depression, and humor
I swear to god I just see MC taking them their Blanc/Rouge and being like “here you go sir, one enslaved moisture” and they just go fucking hog wild from day one. MC starts impersonating Theo when he leaves the room around Dazai, like fake deep voice “you all only hate me because you do not like me and I am mean to you. grow up.” Or like the MC meets a baby on her travels with Leo around town and she holds them and says v seriously and sagely “So you are Baby? I have heard tales of your exploits.” and Leo about loses his shit right there. They both think MC is the funniest person alive--they’ve never been more eager to throw a ring at someone in their entire life.
Also a bonus for my beloved Dazai:  MC, facing even the slightest inconvenience (like dropping her fork) in the most dramtic voice possible: Life is not daijoubu. Dazai: wheezing
MC, after watching Theo turn down a woman at the bar in the meanest way possible: bro quit letting the darkness consume you u r scaring the hoes Dazai, literally rolling around on the ground, half-drunk and dying:
MC, walking alongside Dazai and stopping to stare at her reflection in the River Seine. Dazai’s expecting some sad or twisted shit, since people often feel comfortable talking about those things around him, but instead she just: “Oh, it’s you. The source of all my problems.” And he about falls into the river from shock HAHAHA
At this point don’t be surprised if his next book is about an absolute madlad woman similar to MC
Napoleon finds it to be a delightful quirk more than anything? He doesn’t really understand it, but he finds it funny when they change their voice for effect or speak in exaggerated tones. If it’s just comprehensible enough for an outsider to understand--or Sebas gives him context--chances are it’ll send him into a laughing fit
For this one I just imagine MC singing that Ratatouille meme song obnoxiously bad while cooking, and Napoleon and Comte are just so wildly amused by it bc it makes zero sense and it’s only vaguely French at this point
MC @ Napoleon while they’re cooking brunch: Can I offer you a nice egg in these trying times?
MC, conflicted because she’s tired and wanted to sleep in but also got to see Napo’s cute sleeping face for a few hours: For my next stunt, I’ll wake up at 5AM on the day I can sleep in. Sebas: Early to bed and early to rise makes a person healthy, wealthy, and wise MC: early to bed and early to rise makes me a massive bitch Napoleon: laughing in agreement
Isaac is the type to be bewildered and concerned at first (especially when he hears the more nihilistic ones hoOOOoooOO BOY) but eventually begins to understand it’s some bizarre attempt at humor (that hurts Zack baby). While some part of him laments that it reminds him of Dazai and he’s secretly jealous of how she and Dazai bond over it, he will sometimes join in the chaos when the mood strikes him and he’s feeling mischievous
Isaac: How are you feeling? MC: Oh, I’m not Isaac: seconds from dialing 911 Isaac: Are you okay? MC: Oh yeah dw I just suffer from that syndrome where your neutral expression makes you look like you’re an angry serial killer Isaac: say sike rn
Isaac, tutoring MC and correcting something:  MC, muttering while redoing it: The risk I took was calculated, but man am I bad at math. Isaac: unable to help a laugh
One time MC was avoiding Isaac for fear of hurting his feelings and he just confronts her like: Isaac: back by unpopular demand, me! What’s wrong, MC pls MC was so hecking proud of him
Isaac, telling MC about a recent discovery he learned at uni from another professor: bones typically heal stronger after they’ve been broken--so long as they’re set properly, of course MC, looking him dead in the eyes: So what you’re saying is that I should break every bone in my body until I become superhumanly powerful? Isaac: please do not, no
Mozart and Jeanne are just. Totally lost. Why are you talking like that??? Why are you making “crab hands”???? They don’t understand. Maybe never will. They reach a point where they just kind of laugh and shake their heads, endeared by the oddity after they’re used to it and have determined it isn’t a threat/insult. 
MC: It’s a cold and it’s a brooooken, Waluigi. Waaaaluigiiiii...waaaahluigi..... Mozart: surprised, then starts snickering and playing along on the piano
Arthur, asking MC very personal questions out loud because he is an idiot sometimes: Soooo MC, are you a top or a bottom? MC: I’m a threat. (If he asks a second time, the response will be “Wouldn’t you like to know, weatherboy.”) Jeanne, fighting a smile:
MC, about to punch an asshole: Your free trial of being alive has ended Jeanne, seconds from laughing for the first time in 100 years:
Also, because I genuinely can’t help myself. You know that knight meme like “Parry this you fucking casual.” I cannot stress enough that it is literally the personification of Jeanne’s entire character. I’m not even joking.
Arthur and Shakespeare are utterly fascinated by the rapid evolution of wordplay and the sheer hilarity. They will ask all about these so-called “memes” and ask for examples of them if MC can show them (either somehow accessing her phone or drawing them). MC draws Arthur the knife cat meme and he about a s c e n d s at the hilarity of it all, points and yells THEO IS HOLDING THE KNIFE. He is correct. They will be delighted and follow along eagerly, and--god forbid--will make their own based on late 19th century struggles.
Is this where Shakespeare got the idea for “What, you egg? stabs him” and “You are a saucy boy.”? I’m too scared to ask. Don’t even get me started on “The Fool jingled miserably across the floor.” That one is just too on the nose...
I can’t even imagine what would happen to Shakespeare if MC like translated vines and memes into Ye Olde English around him. Imagine she’s at one of those noble balls and hears rumors of these two guys living together and they’re so obviously gay and he says “And those gents w’re roommates.” And in the most false surprised tone ever MC just replies “oh mine own god, those gents w’re roommates.” Imagine having a wife that’s just as hilarious as you are and hits you with all the force of a bag of wet mice every time you speak in retaliation, he’s going into palpitations.
Every time Arthur does smth stupid MC just: “I Pretend I Do Not See It.”
Vincent is tickled pink by MC’s penchant for finding joy and/or amusement in nearly everything they do, and he smiles gently when he sees them muttering and laughing to themselves. He wants to be able to join them in what they love, but he has a harder time following along and understanding the darker humor sometimes. Mostly gets confused??? Please give him the easier ones to mimic and laugh when he tries--or just include him in your jokes MC. He’s babie your honor...
But he also. Will not. Stand any kind of self-deprecation or borderline verbal self-harm. He’s usually very easygoing and calm, but for whatever reason that stuff makes him go deathly quiet and upset.
MC, after something goes horribly wrong, hugging Vincent: Oh Vince, we really in it now Vincent: giggling a little despite his worries, relaxing
MC: Theo stop simping for Vincent that’s my job
MC, when Theo leaves the room and she gets Vincent all to herself: The evil is defeated.
MC: And this is where I would put my will to live...if I h a d one! Vincent: ;-; MC: oh shit, oh fuck, I was only kidding Vincent wait (MC was subsequently lectured and loved on for many hours)
Theo is conflicted because on the one hand, he loves to see you smiling and having fun. On the other, you’re clowning as hard as Dazai and Arthur and he can only handle so many monkeys in his circus. Most of the time he will roll his eyes and be the straight man of this comedy, but you might find him cracking a smile--or accidentally letting a chuckle slip past his lips now and again.
MC, after meeting Theo: I’m a nice person, but I’m about to start throwing rocks at people.
Theo, those first days: Oh? You’re approaching me? Instead of running away, you’re coming right to me? MC: I can’t beat the shit out of you without getting closer.
Theo: Every time I ask MC to explain “vibe check” to me she hits me with some kind of improvised weapon
MC, after the “incident” (you know the one): This year, I lost my dear lover Theo Theo, in the distance: QUIT TELLING EVERYONE I’M DEAD! MC: ;-; sometimes I can still hear his voice...
Sebastian is last because oh boy. OH BOYYYYY I LOVE HIM. Okay so the way I see this happening with Sebastian is just. So wild. Because at first he’s t r y i n g so hard to be the proper butler man. He does not meme. But then he starts to drift closer to what Niles from The Nanny was, where he’ll quip and joke in private or when the situation is just beyond the amount of absurdity he can handle without making a snarky comment. Everyone in the house can’t fathom how Sebas and MC got so close so fast, but there are points where they’re just “Are they even speaking English anymore???” It’s 11 times funnier than normal because Sebas almost never smiles or laughs when memeing, the deadpan quality of his playing along sends MC every time
Has ABSOLUTELY said “HEY. PANINI HEAD. ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME???” jokingly when MC made a mistake in the kitchen. They laugh about it for y e a r s
MC: I can’t date someone who keeps a lamb as a pet, that’s so weird Sebas, brushing Lotte in front of MC: MC: MC: Okay, I will make an exception because she looks very polite
MC and Sebas, fully aware of the fame some of the men will reach in modern times: We will watch your career with great interest.  (I s2g that’s like half of Sebas’ rt right there I’m crying)
Sebas rt with Lotte be like that 500 dollar Mareep meme: “sometimes a family can be just a boy, his gf, and their 500 dollar two foot tall Lotte”
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class1akids · 3 years
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BNHA 315 - Thoughts
Fuck it, I’ll do it today, because then I want to forget that this train wreck exists and never ever see this chapter again. 
So let’s get this straight:
1. Our jaded ideological waifu comes up with the brilliant plan to distract Deku by aiming at Overhaul because hero education requires heroes to save everyone. 
2. Then when Deku proceeds to do just that and saves Overhaul from the bullet that she didn’t actually even aim at him, she got so overwhelmed by the amazing display of pure heroics, that she’s ready to switch to the light side immediately. OK. LOL, that sucks.
3. Deku somehow out-speeds a bullet, knocks down Overhaul, manages to calculate the trajectory of the bullet with the eyes located on the back of his head to know they would have missed anyway, swings around a building with a quirk he only ever used the second time with perfect accuracy, comes up with a new combo that is basically a cheat-code to 100% OFA and 100% pseudo OFA-smashes the rifle and somehow doesn’t pulverize Lady Nagant’s entire arm or even puts a scratch on her. Wow. Thy name is Midoriya Gary Stu Izuku.
(Being OP is not the problem - but this level of ridiculousness is. OFA is just asspull after asspull with no actual quirk mechanics / limits to conquer. It is another level of absolutely dumb).
4. Like, what the fuck was Lady Nagant’s rifle made out? Vibranium? Why the hell would he need 100% OFA to destroy it? But if he uses that level of power - how about it causes some actual fucking damage???
5. Lady Nagant has been Setsuna’d bad. Like super bad. Lots of hype, lots of body-shots, zero actual smart play. But never mind, because if she wanted to catch Deku, she would have made her first shot count, like any sniper worth their money would. But she didn’t actually want to do it. Because she was secretly good. So idk what the last chapter of shooting was for? Like something to do while she tells her story through the microphone bullets? 
6. 3rd has now my vote for most worthless vestige. First, he stares at the wall for no reason. Then he turns around for no reason. And now his only purpose is to hype Deku and tell us that the consequence from last chapter (that did jack shit) is hereby nullified if only two parallel processes are at play.  Also, his quirk sucks because this means Deku has now access to 100% OFA if he does ten squats or whatever. Talk about more plot convenience.
7. Deku breaks Nagant’s gun, but then decides to invite her to join his fight. Gets back the Disney character light in his eyes. Makes sense. Everyone would get shiny-eye boner for saving the waifu. She’s so trustworthy. Like she’s never ever killed or betrayed anyone. Perfect moral compass. Also, she has no gun so she’s pretty useless, but whatever. Maybe it regrows. Maybe she can carry Deku’s water bottle and be part of Deku’s cripple-squad. God forbid he walks around with someone not missing a limb, a lung, a quirk, because then they may look competent and then Deku would be less hype.
Deku is self-appointed god now who gets to decide who gets pardon. Hail the new Ruler of Japan who can by-pass fair process and decide for victims’ families he knows nothing about that their killer can just walk free. Because apparently she’s still a true hero, because she didn’t try to injure Deku on first shot, only on second. Also, because after killing many people she got very tired. 
Also, fuck you Deku, trying to woo the waifu when you turned your back on your friends. Because it’s not like you can trust them with your life, is it? It’s not like any of them would die for you? Or proven their worth? You just get to decide for everyone what’s best like the benevolent new fucking dictator you are becoming. Sorry for the rant. I really really can’t deal with Deku’s Jesus complex. I’m allergic to MCs with martyr boners.
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8. Why does she start to fall? Doesn’t she have air walk? Can we get any cornier than that smile and “you are a true...”? (OMG, I really hope HK has a better no jutsu for the main 3 villains than this shit. If this is the level of nonsense to come in the Shouto - Dabi agni kai, I’ll be so disappointed).
9. OK, so Nagant goes boom. Where does the bomb come from? Was it attached to Air Step? How does it sense betrayal? Can AFO see through Deku’s eyes and remote trigger it? Or through Nagant’s eyes? Does he have the Killer Bee quirk from Vigilante minus the bees? Certainly feels like AFO is experiencing the show live... Maybe he has a telepathic connection to whomever he gave a quirk to. 
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10. Oh, Hawks. It was so nice to see your tiny little wings. Glad you finally caught up. Also, sorry to say that your trademark speed is so yesterday, because Deku is fastest now. Still, those little baby chick wings flapping made me happy.  Not that Deku didn’t have Black Whip to catch Nagant with if he so decides, so narratively having Hawks there is probably so that she can say something to him too. 
11. Overhaul seems truly repentant and is willing to make whatever deal he needs to to see his boss. I almost felt sorry for him, but then I remembered what he did to Eri. So still fuck you, Chisaki. So yeah, I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s gonna step on Nagant to save her. Unless he goes boom too. 
Not that I give a shit. This chapter was legit the worst I’ve read in this manga I think. 
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heauxplesslydevoted · 4 years
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Survivor’s Remorse (Ethan x f!MC)
Summary: Set after the events of chapter 11, Naomi isn’t handling things as well as she thought she would.
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Naomi getting discharged into Ethan’s care seemed like a natural next step for them. After their nighttime confessions while quarantined, it sort of went without saying that they’re together. If it was up to Ethan, she’d simply move in with him as well, but for now, he is content with cohabitating until she’s recovered fully and cleared to go back to work.
To say the past few days have been exhausting is the understatement of the year. Most of the time, Naomi has a hard time believing it was even real, as it still feels like she’s sleepwalking through it all.
She’s been home for approximately 3 hours and she still doesn’t know how to feel. Ethan’s apartment is quiet, especially since he’s not even here, having run off to the grocery store. Between working 16 hour days in a hospital, living with 4 other people, and being a patient for the past 3 days, getting poked and prodded around the clock, Naomi is no longer used to quiet. It makes the hair on the back of her neck stand up.
So to soothe the impending anxiety, Naomi has been in Ethan’s living room, his speakers blasting some upbeat pop song that’s currently on a Top 40 chart. She can’t place it, but it doesn’t matter. She just needs background noise.
The music is up loud enough that Naomi doesn’t even hear the front door open. It isn’t until she feels another presence in the room does she look up and see Ethan standing in his mini mud area, dropping off his keys and coat.
“Hey!” Naomi instantly grabs her phone and turns down the music, her cheeks flushing as if she’s been caught. “Sorry I had it up so loud.”
“It’s fine, it wasn’t that loud,” Ethan assures her. “I just expected you to be resting. I thought you were tired.”
She is tired, but she feels restless. “I’m off of work indefinitely, I’ll have plenty of time to sleep.”
Ethan drops off his reusable grocery bag in the kitchen and quickly washes his hands before heading to the living room. He drops a chaste kiss onto Naomi’s forehead. “How are you feeling?”
Naomi shrugs, unsure of how to answer such a loaded question. “Same old, same old.”
Ethan raises an eyebrow at the non-answer, but he doesn’t push it any further. “Well, are you at least hungry?”
“Starving.” Between the gross hospital food and the crippling nausea, food was the last thing on Naomi’s mind. But now that she’s feeling a bit better, she’ll welcome anything Ethan gives her. 
“I’ll get started on dinner. How does French onion chicken and rice sound?”
“Amazing. Do you need any help?”
“None at all,” Ethan says. He doesn’t want Naomi lifting a finger while she’s under his care. “Just sit back and relax.”
“I’m going to take a shower,” Naomi announces, standing up. “Is it okay if I use yours?”
“Of course. There are spare towels in the hall closet. But uh, fair warning, I didn’t know what type of bath products you enjoy, so I went overboard.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yes, I think I bought everything I could get my hands on. It’s all in the guest bathroom .”
True to his word, Naomi finds an incredibly large gift basket sitting on the counter of the guest bathroom. It’s filled to the brim with shower gels, bath salts, shampoo, conditioner, lotions, loofahs, and other goodies that will take months for her to go through, all in her favorite scents: coconut, jasmine, and raspberry. It’s very over the top and the products are clearly more luxe than what she’d buy at the Target downtown, but her chest warms at the obvious effort he’s put into it.
Ethan’s en-suite is the same as she remembers from all of those months ago, the first time they slept together. Extremely minimalist with only a few of his grooming products. Naomi is almost certain he doesn’t appreciate the freestanding claw foot bathtub nor the large waterfall shower as much as he should.
Once she gets the water started, gathers all of her products and she’s fully in the shower, Naomi doesn’t do anything except stand directly under the shower head, taking a moment to collect her bearings. She closes her eyes, but instantly regrets it.
As soon as she’s plunged into the darkness, she’s back in the Senator’s hospital room. The hissing sound of the canister rattles around in her brain, the sense of panic in her voice, the ice cold rage in Travis Perry’s voice, the retching sounds of everyone vomiting relentlessly all play through her mind on a torturous loop.
Her eyes fly open, as does a hand to her chest, and in her peripheral, she notices it. The slimy, black oil they were all assaulted with. Naomi looks down, and it’s all she can see, as thick as it was all the days ago, coating from head to toe.
A gasp catches in her throat and she stumbles back, knocking over a few bottles in the process, but she doesn’t care. There’s only one thing on her mind: getting clean.
She turns the water up as hot as possible. She doesn’t bother with any shower gel, she simply grabs her loofah, and scrubs. The spongy material is coarse against her skin, and it’s perfect in this moment because that’s what she needs, and she digs it in as roughly as she can. 
Scrub.
Naomi can still feel the poison. It’s on her skin, in her hair, lingering on her skin. Bobby’s face flashes across her vision once more, absolutely drenched as he took the worst hit, and it only fuels her further.
Scrub.
Her throat tightens, due to the extremely scalding temperature of the water, but instead of turning the water down, Naomi thinks about the tightening sensation she felt when she thought she might asphyxiate in the hospital.
Scrub.
“Dammit!” She doesn’t even realize she’s said the expletive aloud, so caught up in what she’s doing. “Just come off already!”
The concept of time has been lost completely, and Naomi doesn’t know how long she’s been standing in this same spot, methodically scrubbing and rinsing, rinsing and scrubbing. But it’s no use. No matter how much she tries, all she can see is the fucking poison. It’s past surface level, she can feel it in her blood, thrumming as it courses through her veins.
Scrub.
“Naomi?” It’s a different voice, Ethan’s. He heard the bottles fall off the shelves and ignored it, but he can’t ignore the fact that Naomi is yelling at someone or something. “Are you okay in there?”
He raps his knuckles against the door a few times, and when he doesn’t receive a response, his hand goes to the doorknob, twisting it slightly to see if she locked the door. She didn’t. Being courteous, Ethan knocks once more and when Naomi still doesn’t say anything to him, he opens the door to the en-suite and walks in.
Ethan doesn’t know what he expected to see on the other side of the door, but Naomi scrubbing her skin nearly raw under a stream of hot water was not it.
He throws the shower door open, ignoring the steam that billows out, and turns off the water. “Naomi! What on earth are you doing?”
“It won’t come off,” she cries.
“What won’t come off?”
“This damn maitotoxin! It won’t come off, no matter how much scrubbing I do. I want it off! I want it gone!”
Ethan watches as she throws down her loofah and just starts clawing at any piece of flesh she can get her hands on: her face, her chest, her arms, her neck.
Deciding enough is enough, Ethan grabs a large bath towel and wraps it around Naomi’s petite frame, holding down her arms so she can’t mutilate herself further.
“No,” Naomi argues, shaking her head, and she struggles against him.
“Rookie, breathe,” Ethan commands. He loosens his grip slightly and uses one hand to tilt her chin up so they can look at each other. Her eyes are glassy and unfocused. “Look at me. Keep your eyes on me. Listen to my voice.”
“You’re not in the hospital anymore,” he continues, struggling to keep his voice even and his emotions in check. “You’re with me, you’re in my shower. The toxin is gone, it’s not on your skin, it’s not in your system. You’re clean and you’re safe. I promise you’re safe.”
He repeats the last sentence over and over and over again, until it’s a chant. Eventually Naomi’s body loosens up and she allows him to support some of her body weight. Eventually, they sink to the floor, and Ethan cradles her close to his chest.
Naomi doesn’t know how long they’ve been in this position, but the world is finally coming back into focus. Her senses are her own again, no longer controlled by pervasive memories, and the first thing she smells is Ethan’s cologne, and she feels his fingers tracing nonsensical patterns on her back.
The silence they’ve been plunged back into is deafening, and now she’s faced with the crushing weight of her reality.
“I almost died the other day,” Naomi says, her voice barely above a whisper. It’s a fact she’s always been cognizant of, but even more so now that the adrenaline has worn off. Holy shit, she really could’ve been dead, cold and in a grave right now.
“But you didn’t.”
“Yeah, but...I was so c-close.” Fat tears roll down her cheeks, and she doesn’t have the energy to do anything about them.
“But you didn’t,” Ethan repeats, his voice coming gruffer than usual. He doesn’t want her dwelling.
“But Bobby did. And he leaves behind an entire family that loves him.” She can still see his lifeless body on the cold hospital floor, convulsing and gasping for air. “And Danny did. He was one of my first friends at Edenbrook. He was the only nurse who had my back after Landry spread lies about me. He and Sienna were…” her voice trails off as she’s unable to finish her sentence. “Sienna probably hates me.”
“Trust me, Sienna could never hate you. I’ve never seen a more steadfast and loyal friend.”
Naomi flashes back to all of her not-so-subtle matchmaking attempts to get Sienna and Danny together. After all of Sienna’s troubles with Wayne, she wanted nothing more than her best friend to be happy, and now Naomi has ruined it for her.
Another sob bubbles up in her throat and she can’t push it away. “She doesn’t h-hate me n-now, but wait until the shock wears off and the resentment starts s-setting in. This is all my f-fault.”
“Naomi, this is not your fault,” Ethan argues.
“I should’ve never poached Ed from Mass Kenmore. I s-shouldn’t have gone running guns blazing into his suite. I should’ve called more security other than Bobby to help-p, I should’ve w-waited for y-you. I should’ve called the police. I should’ve have b-been able to talk Travis down.”
Ethan clears his throat before speaking, trying to keep himself in check. If Naomi is going to be okay, he can’t let his own emotions selfishly take over. “Travis had it in his head that Ed needed to pay for what happened to his brother. No one on this earth could have stopped him from doing what he did. It’s not your fault, and you’re no less of a person for not being able to stop a psychopath. No matter how strong and formidable you are, you are just one person, and I am refusing to let you carry the weight of that burden by yourself.”
Of course deep, deep, deep down, the logical part of Naomi’s brain knows it wasn’t directly her fault, but the illogical part still feels incredibly responsible for the events that played out at Edenbrook.
Naomi sniffles, the heat of the shower now gone and a shiver racks her body. Ethan notices it instantly, and in a show of strength, he scoops her out of the shower, carrying her back into his bedroom.
He finds the warmest clothes he can get his hands on, a worn Johns Hopkins sweatshirt and a pair of flannel pajama bottoms that are entirely too big on her. He ushers her into bed, pulling the soft duvet over her.
“You’re not getting in too?” Naomi asks, and Ethan picks up on the slight panic in her voice.
“Yeah, I just need to change out of my clothes, and I’ll be right back.”
She watches as Ethan quickly discards his work clothes and he slides into bed next to her, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close. Naomi huddles closer to him, burying her face in the crook of his neck. 
“My hair is going to be a disaster once it dries,” she mumbles against his skin. Her curly hair demands a very strict routine.
“I’ll help you.”
For the first time in the past 72 hours, Naomi manages to laugh. The image of Ethan trying to detangle and properly moisturize her hair is hilarious, and now she has to see it. “I’d like to see you try.”
“I should get back into the kitchen. I know you’re really hungry and dinner isn’t going to cook itself.”
Silently protesting, Naomi’s fingers dig into his arm, willing him to not leave. She doesn’t want to be left alone, especially not for something as trivial as dinner. She pulls away so she can look him in the eyes.“Can we just lay here for a little while longer?”
“I’ll stay here for as long as you want me to.”
“You promise?”
Ethan nods and places a soft kiss on her lips–they’ve made a pact to be as tactile with each other as possible, both in public and in private. After the events of the last few days, what’s the use in hiding how they feel about each other? “I promise.”
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ssatoritendou · 3 years
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PDA
Pairing: monoma/reader
Netio Monoma (aged up)
Word count: 860
+ summary: Class 3B is tired of you and Monoma’s open PDA towards each other 
Genre: Fluff
Warning: suggestive themes, 18+ 
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"They are at it again," Kodai complained. "Can't you smack him in the head Kendou?" "I do that and ____ will kill me." "There has been some violation in school rules they are breaking?" "Not technically ____ isn't from another class and since it's not school hours Mr. Vlad can't do anything about it since he's asleep. We would get in trouble if he were to come here since because it's past curfew." Shiozaki pointed out. "Tetsu why don't you distract him and we'll get ____ to help us with something," Awase said. "Or maybe if we go down there put on a movie or be loud they'll break apart," Tetsutetsu said. "That's actually not a bad idea Tetsu." Kendou beamed.
Here was the problem for Class 3B. ____ and Monoma started dating. And the class are happy for them. Monoma was more tolerable to be around. But you and Monoma were always on top of each other. Right now, in fact, you were making out to gods no end.
"Wow, she really going Plus Ultra on his ass.” Tetsu chuckled. "He's whipped for her. It almost cute if they weren't always going at it.” Honenuki said. "Would you idiots shut up? Stop talking nonsense and why don't you make the damn popcorn?" "Yes, Kendou."
"Monoma how are you so good at kissing?" "Duh, I copied someone's ability to kiss this good." "You are so cute. I could stay like this forever." "...Stop talking nonsense and why don't you make the damn popcorn?" "I wish they would shut up. I just want to hear from you and be alone with you." "Could you guys keep it down?” Monoma shouted towards the stairs. "Fuck it! Everyone living room now!" Kuroiro yelled. "What did I do?" You questioned. "Kendou please MC with me. As I voice the concern for our classmates." "What's up with you guys?" "What put you in a sour mood?" "____ get off his lap." "She can't at the moment." The class gave you a serious look. "Why?" Tetsu asked angrily. "Because I have a boner. And I was going to take ____ to bed so we can handle it." "You are so gross Monoma!" "My room is next to yours. Do you know that the walls aren't soundproof? I can hear you!" They were so angry. "W-we're sorry." You meekly got out, your voice shaking. "It's just too much PDA. Please just tone it down for us." "Sure-" "No. Not gonna happen. I'm sorry you are jealous of us and how cute we are. And how much I'm in love with her." "Uh, what?" You questioned. "HUH!" "I said it. I love you." Does he love you? He loves you. Loves you! "I think I'm going to go to bed. I'll speak to you in the morning Monoma.” You said leaving the room not want to gross out your classmates any further. “____?” He asked as you left the room. “See what you made me do?!" "What because you couldn't keep it in your pants?” Kaibara said. "We haven't even you know. We just make out really and oral a couple of times. She is the first thing that is important to me besides becoming a hero. You made me shout out I love you. Because you are all jealous." "We aren't jealous of you, dumbass. We are uncomfortable that it is happening in front of our eyes. Our virgin eyes.” Kendou said. "Says the girl that was pressed up against the side of the building almost getting dicked down." "Shut up! Just keep things private like Tetsu and me. I don't give my boyfriend boners in front of the class." "Fuck you Kendou." The boy got up and went to ____'s room. "____ please let me in." "You can come in." You said. "Why did you leave? Were you embarrassed?" "No. Just shocked. You love me! I'm so happy you love me! I screamed into the pillow for a minute because I was so happy. And well I wanted to kiss you so badly and I didn’t want to gross out our classmates further.” "I don't care what they say. I will always show that I love you." "But I feel bad because-" "They are just jealous of us Baby. We are just so much better than them they can't stand looking at us." "Alright, Neito. You want to cuddle." "Sure." He climbs on top of you and was placing his chapped lips on your neck trying to find your sweet spot. "I said c-cuddle Neito." "But I didn't get a turn to mark you as mine yet. You got to leave all the hickeys you want." "I didn't leave hickeys on...you..." "Why are you quiet now?" "I didn't mean to leave hickeys on you." You stated. "Not..good..enough...I plan on leave marks everywhere so those class 3A jerks keep their slimy hands off you. Especially that hot head Bakugou and that ice kid and that dumbass green hair boy." He smirked at your blush filled face. "Because...I... love... you..." He said while kissing your lips.   "I love you too." You said bringing him down for a hug.
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ijustkilledthesheep · 2 years
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Hola  🐑  bitches of Open Heart Fandom
Guess who’s back? Come come, guess. Oh that's right your minuscule brain cells can't. Shockers.  It’s me @lazyruinssheep 
Hope you had fun dragging @lawyerlies and @chaoticchopshopheart down the drain. I can’t believe you fell for my trap and it was so good to watch  the  whole fandom drag two fake ass good girls  down. They were the easiest to pull anyway. I bet you felt good about dragging them huh @jamespotterthefirst, @bex-la-get, @jerzwriter, @lucy-268, @genevievemd, @a-crepusculo, @potionsprefect @danijimenezv @takeharryandgo? Hope you feel vindicated by doing just that. 
Did you think that I was finished when I posted those two notes, well all of you are wrong. I was just getting started. That was just an appetiser and this one’s the salad. I hope you are ready for the main course and dessert coming soon. 
How about I start with @chaoticchopshopheart. After all, you got dragged into this party without even knowing it. You think you're this sweet neutral person who always uplifts people. Bitch you don't know everyone in the fandom is tired of your fake sweetness. No one needs you to tell them their fics are awesome. They find it irritating that you go lick their boots hoping that they will in turn reblog the utter trash you put out there. God you're such a bore. You just don't have the talent or the brains to create anything. 
Coming to your MC - Penelope Saunders. Who the fuck is her face claim? How many times will you change her face claim?  She is such a spoiled rich brat bragging about her family wealth all the time and shoving her family down Ethan's throat. I wonder why he tolerates her nonsense. Don’t get me started on Ricky - why does he always come running when his sister calls? Is he a pet dog or something? 
@crazy-loca-blog, I know that you are not a writer but trying to make yourself so smart by what?  Digging deep and posting research of Ethan Ramsey, what a lame ass knucklehead. You are just  dumbass fucker who thinks that by kissing asses with @jamespotterthefirst, @bex-la-get, @jerzwriter, @lucy-268, @genevievemd, @a-crepusculo, @potionsprefect @danijimenezv @takeharryandgo you would suddenly become a relevant person in this fandom. Congrats bitch you did it. I’ll pop champagne for you. 
@writer-ish, I hope you’re ready because I am. You are so pompous into thinking that you are even that famous in the fandom. You only got popular because of your text-fics but otherwise you are bland and a shit fucker and that’s just for starters. 
Let’s go with your MC Brooke, she is a birdbrain for a start, you think that she’s funny? Please, she is unoriginal, humourless and boring. Brooke 
@a-crepusculo, I saw that you want more insults hurled at you. You are a sleaze-ball and airhead who thinks that by climbing up the ladders of the fandom and rubbing elbows with those skanks, you suddenly think that you are good for this thing. Making Marchia speak Indonesian for what? To make her seem like an edgy girl or to make her more cultural than a basic white ass girl. Sorry honey it doesn’t work. You’re misappropriating Indonesian culture in that pathetic white whore. 
@rookiemartin another wannabe in this fandom. You think that I’m scared of your threats please, I can flick  you with my finger and you’ll be reduced to a pest of this fandom. 
Saving the best for the last, my unwitting scapegoat @lawyerlies you are so dumb. Let’s add more insult to injury. You are a stupid law student who has all the time in the world supporting them. Funny isn’t it and now you are the talk of this goddamn fandom and a social pariah. You think that by adding your culture in your fics, it would be refined. But too bad so sad it’s so not.
Let’s go on with your MC Anj Valentine, just like you she’s naive, exploitable and gullible. She’s used and damaged trash who’s fragile, and has emotional attachments and I wonder what Ethan sees in her. I’m pretty sure Ethan is only pitying her and that their sex life is bland. What a shame. 
All of you ruined my experience when I joined the fandom and now I’m going to ruin all of yours. I’m not yet done with everyone so you better watch your backs because you’ll never know when I’m going to target you
Ciao, 
K 💋 
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ramuoto · 4 years
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TOP 10 MANHWAs
if anything good came out of 2020, it’s my discovery of manhwas. 
well, it’s not like i’ve never read a single manhwa in the past 15+ years but tbh, the ratio of manhwa:manga i consume on a weekly basis has jumped exponentially this year. previously it was like 1:99 and now it’s like 90:10 LMAO. 
so, just to remind myself that the world is still full of good things, i had to make this list. which i will probably edit in the future, if i can be bothered to. :) 
anyhow, this list was not made in any particular order, just whichever came into mind. it’s loooong so be prepared! (I’ve read way more titles than mentioned but just included the ones worth checking out)
for whoever stumbles across this list, i hope some of these resonate with you and i hope they make you as happy as they made me. 
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pic credits: https://geekculture.co/geeks-guide-to-transmigration-novels-avoid-death-at-all-costs/
1. Ebony
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https://mangadex.org/title/41838/ebony
Bahahah omg he looks evil there! But our dearest archduke is hardly that aww. Soz, I just ripped off the covers of the manhwa cos I can’t find a panel I liked more than another. I mean, this manhwa is a GEM. I can’t even begin to describe this because everything about it blew me away. This is not something you read when you are craving for fluff, or just wanna have something brainless after a hard day at work or if you just wanna have some eye candy lol. This is something you pick up on a weekend, when you have time, because you need those hours to digest, appreciate, clutch your chest, tear a little because you find yourself falling in love with these characters. It doesn’t have any of that cliche isekai, romance, revenge themes going on. It has a solid plot, backed by incredible characters, beautifully woven by the authors and artist with incredible pacing that keeps you on your toes and keeps you looking forward to the next chapter. Maybe I would have been happier if I found it after it was completed lol. HAVE I CONVINCED YOU ENOUGH TO MAKE YOU WANNA READ IT?! like, idk, just go. JUST GO READ IT GDI. 
p.s. it says there romance but naaaaaaah, dont go in with that expectation. :) this story is so much more than that. 
2. Bring the love
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https://mangadex.org/title/44472/bring-the-love
This...this!!! THIS MANHWA NEEDS MORE LOVE. If you need a lot of fluff, a little, ok maybe quite a bit of sadness and tragedy, sweet sweet romance, cutie pies, please, look no further!!! Again, pacing, character development are so important to me and this manhwa aces it. I love the 2 MCs very much. And the side characters too. :)
3.  A Stepmother's Märchen
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https://mangadex.org/title/39474/a-stepmother-s-m-rchen
When I first read this, i fucking cried. like please don’t ask me why. it’s not like its an absolute tragedy but I was just rooting for the MC so much and I really want for everything to go her way. That’s how much I adore this MC!!! I LOVE HER. I LOVE HER MORE THAN YOU DO NORA! HAHAHHA. okay soz. I need to keep this spoiler-free.
Anyhoo, there is nothing typical about this time travel plot. Sure, she goes back to try to undo the stuff that went wrong but phew, she certainly changed things so much everything that comes her way have made it so her previous experiences can hardly help aaaaaaand that’s what makes it fun! I sometimes wish the pacing could be a little more consistent, and there could be more characters I could love a little more wholeheartedly (so i wont have to be in so much despair when i read this sometimes lol) but omg the art, isn’t it pretty?! I’ve re-read this soooooo many times but the art blows me away all the time. And have I already mentioned how much I love her?! I LOVE YOU SHULI! AND I WANT YOU TO BE HAPPY!
4.  Lady Baby
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https://mangadex.org/title/34691/lady-baby
I literally LOL-ed when I saw this cover. WHO THE HELL ARE THEY. WHAT LADY BABY?! ehehehe. okay anyway, uhm, this is already incredibly popular. im not sure if i need to elaborate but yes, it’s adorbs!!! i dont think i like the MC as much as i love her family lol. and everyone else who adores her. im looking forward to when they get older. :) actually not really. please stay cute for as long as yall can! but yeah, i do wish the plot can move a lil faster. i want to see more character development in the other kids too COME ON! 
5.  Death Is the Only Ending for the Villainess
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https://mangadex.org/title/47754/death-is-the-only-ending-for-the-villainess
am i allowed to reveal how shallow i am rn? like the previous choices were all like ‘wow-deep-plot’, ‘wow-character-development’ and this one i just included cos of AESTHETICS ALONE?! the novel covers are breathtaking!!! the manhwa art is amazing as well. and the harem is great! LOL. as for plot... uhm... it’s alright. it’s pretty engaging and i quite like the MC, she’s smart and independent and i love how she views them all antagonistically at all times HAHAHHA. her past is kinda... weird though and i do wish they’d stop referencing it. cos... girl why do you wanna go back to reality!!! stay here! it’s way more exciting! 
i love the whole isekai/reincarnate/transmigration theme and this is honestly one of the better, not-so-cliche or cheesy ones HA.
6.  Beware of the Villainess!
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https://mangadex.org/title/47286/beware-of-the-villainess
do you already see the whole villainess theme?! am i suppose to start feeling embarrassed about my choices?! NO! cos this one is AWESOME!
again, another wildly popular title. for good reasons. it’s hilarious, our MC is as real and candid as it gets and LOOK AT THAT BLUE HAIRED BEAUTY. DO YOU SEE HIM?! IMPLANT HIM INTO YOUR MEMORY NOW!
it’s highly entertaining and breaks all isekai-reincarnation-villainess plot stereotypes. definitely one of the titles i look forward to every week.
7.  Who Made Me a Princess
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https://mangadex.org/title/32506/who-made-me-a-princess
what? why did i choose this?
BECAUSE OF CLAUDE OF COURSE. ahahaha. okay aside from the amaaaaaaazing art and the beautiful people, the plot is not too bad. a little extreme at times but it’s interesting enough to keep me going. it’s currently on hiatus though and i was highly annoyed by how the first season ended. (YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENED? NOTHING.)
i hope the plot can move faster in the next season! and that our dearest MC athanasia can you know, finally be a little more useful... like omg just tell lucas already!!! and tbh girl, no matter which guy you choose, i approve. :D 
8.  The Flower That Was Bloomed by a Cloud
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https://mangadex.org/title/37648/the-flower-that-was-bloomed-by-a-cloud
i featured this before, mostly out of frustration HAHAHA. do you see why i chose this cover?! yeah, i support this (unpopular) pairing okay! the other one is doomed!!! no matter what the author is trying to do now!! I DONT SUPPORT IT!!! lol.
anyway, i had to feature this cos the art is unique! and the story is great. :) and i looooooove listening to the ost while i read it. it starts out kinda slow but as the pace picks up, you won’t be able to stop. and you find yourself conflicted at various points. it did win an award for a reason. 
no matter what, i still think dowun is best for her okay. it’s dowun or nothing. he’s devoted to her, we all know that! he just needs to ditch that annoying female guard!!! ok yknw what, maybe nothing is better. :/ *cries*
9.  Solo Leveling
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https://mangadex.org/title/31477/solo-leveling
why do i even bother? this manhwa is popular enough. 
the art is great. the MC is great. i use him and his gang as my wallpaper. 
im just not sure i like how this season’s plot is progressing. :/ but i guess it brings us nearer to solving the mystery in the first leg of the manhwa. i just enjoyed the whole part of him leveling up and now that he isn’t really leveling up anymore... idk. am i hoping for more plot shit like bleach (oh wow now u quincy?)... idk man. anywho, no regrets starting on this series and marathon-ing it to death. 
cross fingers the plot picks up and doesnt get too complicated for its own good.
10.  The Reason Why Raeliana Ended Up at the Duke's Mansion
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https://mangadex.org/title/31606/the-reason-why-raeliana-ended-up-at-the-duke-s-mansion
okay, tbh, by the time i reached 10, i still have like 15 other series i was considering LMAO. i even considered lengthening this top 10 to top 15. but that would just be more of me and my nonsense. so... why did i choose this?
COS I LOVE THE 2 MCs!!! they’re adorable. the plot is again, kinda far-fetched at times (i literally laugh my head off at some parts) but it’s isekai-reincarnation okay! anything is possible in whatever magical crap country you end up in! lol. and i like how straightforward it is... in the sense there’s no 2nd lead. like okay i mean they are there but we all know they have no chance. oops. sorry!
and cos i can’t give up on the other titles i have, imma just list them down, without pictures... cos im tired. HA. 
11. Doctor Elise 
https://mangadex.org/title/29474/doctor-elise 
Kudos to the huge improvement in art style lmao. The good... lovable MCs, engaging plot. The bad... sometimes lengthy, incredulous medical moments (i work in the medical field so i... idk. sometimes this borders on iryu LMAO and i need to remind myself this is romance) otherwise, this is a highly highly entertaining read.
12.  Seduce the Villain's Father
https://mangadex.org/title/46775/seduce-the-villain-s-father
This is another of my ‘father-love’ whims. MC is adorable and ML is handsome. enough said.
13.  The Villainess Lives Twice
https://mangadex.org/title/49644/the-villainess-lives-twice
This is like a lesser version of Ebony and Bring the Love combined HAHAHA. The plot and premise is great and it’s awesome to marathon! I don’t find myself loving the MC as much as I should but the ML is a darling! I just find her a little toooooooo gloomy. Like come on girl, be more spunky! 
14.  The Stereotypical Life of a Reincarnated Lady
https://mangadex.org/title/46790/the-stereotypical-life-of-a-reincarnated-lady
I dont know why I like this so much HAHAHAHA. It hardly has a plot. I just find the MC and ML amusing i guess lol. 
15.  I'm Stanning the Prince
https://mangadex.org/title/45586/i-m-stanning-the-prince
Sometimes I wonder if I should be ranking this higher but I kinda feel this manhwa is trying to achieve too much with an underpowered MC. I love her... but I just don’t like how she’s just a pawn of everyone else and I dont know how she can change this situation of hers. It’s cute though. the MC and ML.  and the ML reminds me so much of american/jap Mackenyu. 
16.  The Villainess Reverses the Hourglass
I HAD TO. the art is so pretty! but girl, dont use the hour glass so much! you look a little too old! i would appreciate it if MC stops basing too much of her moves on the “past” tho like idk you are gonna sound unoriginal soooooon like develop your own thoughts soon okay? <3
17. Inso's Law
ANOTHER ONE. omg. im a lil on the fence regarding this but i like MC too much. and her harem LOL. i dont see where the plot is going either but i just hope for a happy end... ):
18.  Why Are You Doing This, Duke?
HAHAHA. this is sooooo sooooooo cute, i would have ranked it top 15 if it wasnt licensed by tapas tho cos they are a joke. WHY NOT TAPPY GDI. 
19.  Miss Not-So Sidekick
Uh-oh. Is this a top-20 list now? anyway, the MC for this series is GOLD. im not liking where it’s currently heading tho thus the lower ranking.
20.  IRIS - Lady with a Smartphone
omg IVE NEGLECTED THIS FOR TOO LONG. lemme go buy more chapters hahahaha. it’s a tad too lengthy... otherwise i like the MC and yummy ML!
still not enough?
Special Mentions - Okay, these will be unranked cos I don’t think these are that good but probably still worth a read.
I've Become the Villainous Empress of a Novel - this is new, im looking forward to how it progresses wheeeee.
Lady to Queen - It’s a ruthless manhwa. There was a point i started reading all sorts of sadistic content (i was running out of content i swear) and this was one of the better ones. I appreciate the MC very much. the plot now is a little weird and im a bit wary of the MC’s sister... hopefully the ML can be more useful. he’s pitiful though. but dude come on, dont rely on the wrong gal.
Goodbye, In-law - I’m not sure if i like the current progress buuuuuuut MC and ML are cute so who cares.
The Duchess' 50 Tea Recipes - plot is still engaging. MC and ML are cute. i dont know where the plot is heading towards though. 
A Falling Cohabitation - this is interesting and fun but a lil lengthy.
Light and Shadow - the sequel is out!!! i highly enjoyed this entire series!!! i would have probably ranked it a lil higher if i did this post earlier but too many series have overtaken this in my heart lol.
This Girl Is a Little Wild - is the hiatus ending yet? i would add it back to top 20 if it came back LOL. it’s highly entertaining tho. ML is adorable.
The Duchess With an Empty Soul  - pretty nice. MC and ML are a little boring. i think it can end soon. LMAO.
A Capable Maid - it’s amusing how she gets her powers for all sorts of situations lol. the prince is creepy tbh. and im secretly rooting for the other king hehe.
Beware of the Brothers! - it’s cute and heart-wrenching at the same time! not too sure im digging the latest plot development but okay... i’ll take it. they’re all cuties.
Living as the Tyrant's Older Sister - hehehe. it’s cute. duke is kinda silly but the latest chapter made me squeal!!!
The Evil Lady's Hero  - idk where the plot is going but MC and ML are adorable!!!
The Dragon Next Door - HAHAHA. it’s hilarious.
The Youngest Princess - she’s growing uppppp noooooooooooo
Virtues of the Villainess - ginger is hilarious. i dont see where the plot is going tho... and cant say i like the ML yet. i dont even get to see him much, hello?!
The Justice of Villainous Woman - pretty wholesome... i like the MC! (the ML is fine. no one else to contend with so...) can u end already?! lol.
Amina of the Lamp - hey, what happened to this? it’s pretty inconsistent but i do like the MC and ML... and the art...
The Villain's Savior - this is some sadistic shit. i reserve it for when i feel sadistic. i pretty much wanna see MC happy but idk if she’s making the right choices. :/
I Don't Want to Be Empress! - HAHAHAHA uhm it’s getting interesting. i just want ML to step up more... 
La dolce vita di Adelaide - I FINISHED THIS! and it’s wholesome, feel-good and cute. some parts felt a lil extra but ah whatever.
The Black Haired Princess - plot. move. faster!!! otherwise the MC and ML are pretty cute.
The Abandoned Empress - im a lil on the fence but i know how popular this series is. it started out HORRIBLE. i hated the ML so much. and then i found the green hair boy creepy. like MC, you need better taste in boys. it’s certainly getting more interesting now though. so please, continue to make my money’s worth!!!
Lucia - i. am. not. guilty. of. anything. *smut warning* anyway go read the novel. it’s better. hehehe.
What's Wrong with Secretary Kim - i do not need to elaborate any further. 
Past loves 
I created this section just to remind myself, that what i could like one day, i could hate the next LOL.
The Monster Duchess and Contract Princess - I know this is wildly popular. but i lost interest in it once she grew up. i dont think she’s particularly lovable. soz.
Survive as the Hero's Wife - another popular choice. I find the plot kinda boring now. MC and ML are cute though. 
Sincerely: I Became a Duke's Maid - another popular one. again, boring plot. like cant it end yet? oh you mean we need to wait for the real female lead to show up? dont need luh.
I Am a Child of This House - wow. the plot is shit now. and i do not support the MC and her guard. soz. she’s OVERPOWERED tbh. 
This Is an Obvious Fraudulent Marriage - idk what happened but my enthusiasm for this died.
Charlotte and Her 5 Disciples - i don’t get it. i dont get their obsession for her. 
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murdereraisuha · 3 years
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Vargas Camp part 2 (2/2)
The 2nd part of my reaction to the 2nd part of the story! Also tries to summarize the events of the story, but please take it with a grain of salt since I’m not fluent in Japanese. Previous part is here.
Alright, so we ended off with Ruggie having a plan for someone to run to get the headmaster, trying to convince the others of it, then Floyd proposing that they should defeat the shadow. He reasons that the shadow is too fast for anyone to try and escape it, so the only other option is to face it.
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what the hell is this pose that I paused on fhgsgsldfs. Anyway, Sebek has a plan for attacking the shadow: if they lure it to the swamp, then maybe its legs will get slowed down or trapped by the mud. Floyd likes the plan, but Ruggie questions how they’ll get to the swamp. They can’t use anything like Jack’s unique magic since they don’t have their pens... wait! Ruggie realizes that they have the magic stones that they mined. By combining all the stones they have, they could cast a unique magic once without too much blot.
So, Ruggie makes a plan. He and Jack in wolf form will lead the shadow to the swamp in a roundabout way while Floyd and Sebek go on ahead to the swamp so they can launch a surprise attack. They huddle up to discuss further so we don’t get to hear cause they gotta build ~ suspense ~ I guess.
They’re all set now! Except for Floyd. He thinks the plan is lame. He wants something in return for cooperating (sasuga octavinelle). Ruggie offers to grant him one request... as long as it can be completed within 30 minutes. Floyd’s satisfied though, which is good cause something’s rustling in the bushes.
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Oh shit What is that dmeon looking guy. he growl.
Alright, wolf form Jack time! HFSGHSLHGSDGLHSDHGSKHLG THE TALKING ANIMATION 
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IT LOOKS SO UNNATURAL I’M LAUGHIGN SO HARD
alright alright back to the story. The shadow goes to chase Jack & Ruggie, leaving the other 2 guys alone. Jack runs through the forest to the swamp, where he turns back to normal. The shadow approaches them, but on Ruggie’s signal Sebek and eel form Floyd burst out to grab the monster and sink it into the swamp. However, with some really weird sound effects, the monster braces itself to remain in place with enough force to gouge the ground.
Ruggie suddenly uses “Laugh with Me” on the monster! He makes it walk forward into the swamp and it sinks.
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aw yeah payback time
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hold on are you fucking serious THAT’S VARGAS! WAS THIS SHIT ALL A TEST? BRO RUGGIE HAD TO USE HIS UNIQUE MAGIC WITHOUT A PEN HE’S PROBABLY GOTTEN BLOT AND SHIT WHAT THE FUCK bro you seriously putting your students in danger like this for whatever the hell this is???? BRO the sound effects are super annoying too it’s almost as uncomfortable as the pokemon musharna’s cry
The guys can’t beat the Vargas monster and they’re tired from using magic. However, the sun comes up and they can now see that it’s Vargas.
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fuck everything I did yesterday for april fools sir I hate you now.
They all go back to the campsite for Vargas to explain. Everyone is back there and safe. Jamil and Riddle explain that after they were snatched, they found themselves tied up by the ghosts in the middle of the forest. Vargas now explains that this was the final task for Vargas Camp. The people who went missing earlier were given “instructive guidance” (教育的指導) somewhere else in the forest because of trying to skip out and were supervised by the ghosts. Anyway, for the task, they cleared it good. Everyone claps and throws confetti for the final 4. There’s still lots of time left though? 
Hold on hold on Deuce was definitely not trying to skip out though. Did he get kidnapped by someone else? Anyway, with the tasks done, Vargas instructs them to clean up. Awww Silver just smiling at Sebek without saying anything is cute. People tell the final 4 to go rest while they do the cleaning. The final 4 meet up and Floyd questions Ruggie about his having to use his unique magic.
Jack and Sebek get worried about him getting blot, but it’s soon revealed that Ruggie had more magic stones hidden away that he didn’t tell them about because he wanted to sell them. Blah blah blah anyway Ace and Leona return. Leona gets his dropped necklace back from Ruggie, Floyd threatens to squeeze Ace for skipping out. Finally, everyone notices that Deuce still isn’t back and he wasn’t with Ace & Leona.
They consider telling Vargas, but Floyd thinks that they can find a lost kid on their own. The group mostly agrees, but Ruggie and Leona don’t want to go. However, Jack convinces Ruggie to go cause he might be able to pick up more magic stones in the mines to sell, then Leona goes too since he doesn’t want to deal with tents and clean up. 
So it’s the final four, Grim & MC, and Ace & Leona all in the mines now. They find a cauldron in the middle of their path... and they find Deuce! In the cauldron? He tells them to be quiet, but Sebek starts shouting at him. Something’s coming at them...
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HELL YEAH MORE FOOD FOR THE FAN THEORISTS! It’s a different color that the prologue one!
Uh what is Leona asking Ruggie to do? Why is he doing bunny hops with his hands behind his head? Oh it’s to reveal the magic stones in his pockets hfldlhfdfhds how many of those things did he squirrel away!? Alright time to fight.
Blah blah blah people launching cool attacks against it. Wow they make you fight it twice ingame. Alright it dead now. Deuce is also super exhausted.
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FELLAS
Anyway, some more nonsense about Ruggie selling magic stones happens. Floyd cashes in his 1 request to make Ruggie go back to camp immediately instead of try to get more magic stones. The group returns to camp where Vargas has already met back up with Crowley. They inform the teachers about having to search for Deuce and the monster, but Vargas thinks it’s a lie, an excuse for being late. Anyway, they all meet back up with their clubs and there’s the end.
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“I wanna do it again... Maybe I’ll go with Jade on his next trip to the mountains.”  🥺 FLOYYYYYYDDDDDDDDD HHnHGngghf that’s so cute if I don’t see fanart of this soon I am going to eat an entire calculator. okay okay ending this post now before I freak out more hhhhhhhhhhh
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estellaelysian · 3 years
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It burns (Ethan x MC)
A/N: This is super self indulgent and doesn’t lead anywhere so proceed on your own risk
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The alcohol scorched down his throat as he let his mind wander in the memories of the day, which seemed too distant now that it was over. Evening shaded into night beyond the red-brick walls of the bar – which were lined with numerous neon signs, the glow spilling onto nearby tables and people. Ethan chased the shadow of Alishka as his mind jumped from one moment to the next in all those where they had interacted with each other over the day. The image of her deep green eyes, wavy brown hair and full lips remained forever etched into his mind, giving him warmth like an eternal flame would.
It was late when he made it to this bar – Russo and Dale – but it was also when he found Boston the most loveable, shimmering in the glow of night, her streets thrumming with life and beating hearts and cheerfulness. He had taken an unnecessary walk from the hospital to his destination, wanting to feel anonymous in the dull crowd of people who were walking down the street. The permanence of the aged buildings, the restored Victorian row-houses surrounding English-style corners and the glowing yellow street lamps in South End seemed to give somewhat of a reassurance to his bruised and tired soul as he weaved his way among the sea of strangers. Walking wearily past dark shops, while the sky turned to a deep blue-black above him, he tried to find solace in the anonymity.
But now, at long last, when he found himself alone again, the unease returned, stronger than ever. He took a sip of the amber liquid, then another and then a third, but nothing seemed to ease him as he listened to the determined thud of a bass from the neighboring dive-bar. The foolish chatter around him did not drown out the rising voices inside his head – her voice and his, as they had argued in his office long into the afternoon.
That one argument had been enough to disrupt the entire balance he had built with the same woman whom he had disappointed today. But it was a mutual disappointment. She had been irrelevant to.
Shaking his head, he took another sip, letting the alcohol burn down his throat as he stared – quite intently – at the marble counter in front of him. It was amazing really, that the woman from whom he drew his strength could also be one of his greatest weaknesses. That was exactly why he had retired to his old office in the afternoon. He had lost focus, so instead of looking into patient care, he thought drowning himself into paperwork would help.
But indeed, it had not. Did it ever?
His mind, like a blissful dog scampering back to its lamppost, seemed to be stuck at the argument – making assumptions about the way she sounded, acted, spoke – no matter how much he tried to distract himself. Everything blurred around him, as if he had tuned out from his surroundings.
Why, he thought, was it so necessary for her to be insistent about things that did not matter to him? To latch onto one subject and stretch it until his patience snapped?
Or had he been truly unreasonable this time?
Oh dear God…
He swirled the gleaming liquid in its glass slowly before taking another sip, intent on numbing his brain, only that it refused from being so. Over and over again, her voice tortured him from deep inside; calling him out on the stubborn asshole he was before fading, only to return for the millionth time.
But wasn’t that the point of tonight? To get as far away as he could from the hospital, go to a bar in South End, and let the alcohol ease his pain and anxiety.
The door opened and someone stepped in, bringing together a cool Boston breeze and faint traces of wildflowers. Though his senses seemed unnaturally sharpened at this point, his eyes remained glued to his glass. But just a few seconds later, he found the woman right beside him, the scent of wildflowers much more perceptible.
Green flashed in his mind, deep and comforting, as he connected the scent, almost instinctively, to the one person it reminded him of.
Hold yourself, Ramsey.
In his peripheral vision, he saw the woman flag down the bartender and order a rainbow colored cocktail before turning away for a moment or two.
‘Quite the pain-relief, isn’t it?’ she asked in a mellifluous, sweet voice which fell like honey onto his tongue.
He could swear it was Alishka’s voice, but maybe he had dived too deep into the alcohol pain-relief. He had started imagining things.
Sensing that she was probably still expecting an answer, he nodded before looking straight at her.
And almost immediately, thought of Alishka Roy, even though he had put up a boundary between him and those insistent, maddening thoughts.
He didn’t realize it at first, but that smile – he would recognize it anywhere, anytime, no matter how detached he was.
But Alishka?
Nonsense. He was losing his mind.
‘I should’ve guessed my boss would come here after the much-exhausting day he faced at work today. It would’ve atleast saved me the time I spent wandering about.’
He raised his eyes to her face again. This was not an illusion. She was real, he thought, as he glanced at her hot coral lips which now wore an amused smile. He was not dreaming.
But why would she feel the need to wander about for him?
Do you really need an answer for that, dimwit, his mind chided.
‘Ofcourse you’d follow me here too,’ he said bluntly, battling away the sweeter responses, raising the glass to his lips.
‘You are not my boss outside of work, Dr. Ramsey. It is my freewill to do as I want to once I step outside the hospital.’
He looked up at her again, a smirk curling the corners of his lips. ‘Says the woman who bothers me all the same, inside or out.’
She made a dismissive wave, an easy laughter leaving her. ‘You’ve got a horrid sense of humor,’ she said. ‘Perhaps that is why everyone is terrified of you, even now.’
The last two words stung with an unimaginable burn, questioning the character he had spent years to build.
‘What do you mean, “even now”?’ he asked, the words coming out much more defiant than he wanted them to.
She smiled a benevolent smile as the bartender dropped off her cocktail, which smelled strongly of Pernod. Raising the glass up to meet her lips with tantalizing slowness, she said, ‘Even now, when they’ve learned that you can love something, someone more than medicine. Wholeheartedly.’
He choked on his drink involuntarily, but she went on, as if she hadn’t heard him at all. ‘And yet, at the same time, you can manage to be incredibly bitter to that someone.’
She took a long gulp of her cocktail, and again, before he could respond to her grievances, she said, ‘But anyway, I am not here to discuss that.’
Play pretend, he thought.
‘And why exactly, is it that you are here?’
‘Same as you. Pain-relief. My boss can be a real bore sometimes,’ she answered with the faintest traces of a smirk.
Let’s hear it now, shall we. ‘Who is your boss?’ he asked, going along with her little game.
‘Some world class, renowned, grumpy attending diagnostician.’
He liked how she complimented him and got a dig at him in the same sentence.
‘He seems to have a stressful job,’ he said, looking over the glass to her heavenly features, painted in the neon glow of the bar.
‘That he likes to imply. He is good at what he does.’
He nodded, trying to contemplate her answer, thinking that there would be traces of sarcasm in her answer, but found none.
‘Cheers to that,’ he said, clinking her glass with his own, their fingers brushing slightly, setting his body ablaze with the kind of fire that raged through forests. It was the closest they had got to touching that day, morning apart.
He finished the scotch in one long sip under her watchful gaze. Torture or bliss, there was no answer.
Though dulled by the excesses of the alcohol, he felt anger rise inside his body at the men who made glances in her direction, from a distance or even as they passed her. She seemed to draw much more gazes today than she did usually.
What exactly was it? Her rich brown hair, inching down her back, or those emerald eyes that gleamed with cleverness? And why, every time, did his jealousy had him to do things which he shouldn’t have been doing?
He didn’t know.
What he did know, was that he wouldn’t let those men even get near her.
So he raised a hand to her face, smoothing away stray strands of hair and tucking them behind her ear.
If she was surprised, she did not show it, but a lovely blush spread out on her cheeks, spreading down to her graceful neck and uncovered shoulders. She eyed him with a raised eyebrow, and he willfully ignored all the ideas that look gave him. Tonight was different. Even if they left the bar together, they would part ways almost as soon as they were outside, walking down in opposite directions.
Tonight they were fighting, even though it was different.
Even if he had to have his heart tugged and pulled and then torn, tonight was different.
Her emeralds met his sapphires, curious and bewitching.
He wished he could kiss those perfectly painted lips and ruin that makeup.
‘How about we make a deal then,’ she asked, setting down the glass on the paper napkin that was left on the shiny marble counter. ‘Tonight, let’s forget everything. Let’s forget that you are my irritating boss, let’s forget that I am a – what did you call me? – ah, bothersome resident. Let’s forget those men staring down at me from the opposite corner of the bar. Let’s put a pause on this battlefield, even though I am sure I can outwit you in every way, and let’ go home together.’
That was a tempting offer.
The suggestive tone and the desire burning plain in her eyes ignited his need for her.
How could he not resist her, even a single night?
His voice came out dusky when he spoke again. ‘Let’s put them topics to bed, and go fuck on the roof.’
Just to say that we did.
She smiled. ‘I’d rather your body than half of your heart,’ she said, quoting the song back to him, her voice the sweetest he had ever heard it to be.
Ethan blinked. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to tell her that he was far from fighting or if he wanted to claim those lips, right now, right here.
Then he saw, over her shoulder, a man whisper something to another before looking at her neck. He felt disgusted as his gaze traveled lower and lower. He was suddenly overcome by the desire to punch him in his filthy face, but he kept his expression carefully neutral, not betraying a single of the feelings he was feeling at that exact moment.
‘Let’s go home then,’ he announced, rising at once and reaching for her hand.
He led her outside into the cool crisp Boston night and she only felt justified in flagging down a cab to the way home, though it wasn’t that far away.
They could’ve walked there.
But then he wouldn’t get to do as he willed right in the cab, as he decided he need not waste a single minute of the time he had been gifted, by incidence or co-incidence, all the same. He failed to keep his hands to himself in the darkened cab, momentarily being illuminated by headlights and taillights of the passing traffic, as he crowed her into a corner, evoking soft moans. He watched her, bathed in red light, her sequined top glittering as the light shifted against her profile. Her eyes met his and he lost his sane, his coherent thoughts reducing to a small compass in his brain. Her lips commanded his attention, and he pressed his lips against them, evoking a gentle sigh as their breaths mingled. Her soft fingers grazed his rough beard as her hand rested against his cheek.
The music masked their muffled whispers and moans, but he could feel the drivers eyes, moving with unnecessary regularity, from the road ahead to the rearview mirror.
Even in the elevator, they stumbled, failing from keeping themselves from touching each other. The button to the thirteenth floor was pressed before he felt the soft pressure of her lips against his own. Her tongue was cool and sweet and tasted of Pernod.
‘Alishka…’ he managed to say between the kisses. ‘Why do we fight at all?’
‘Because we are …’ a little giggle. ‘Both … very stubborn …’
A few seconds later they stood at his door, which was unlocked with haste and shut close with a loud bang. The moment they stepped inside, he dipped his head and closed his lips over hers.
‘Nothing makes sense without you…’ he murmured into her ear, proceeding to tug her tight against him.
‘Then accept your defeat …’ she returned immediately, making a quick work of his shirt buttons. ‘But then again, we’ve called a temporary pause on this battlefield, haven’t we.’
Albeit reluctantly, he agreed. ‘We have.’
He led her to the bedroom, helping her out of her clothes before easing her down on the mattress gently, deciding the bitterness and pain had been enough for the day. The night had to be different.
Slow, gentle hands grazed the newly exposed skin with caresses too soft, before he leaned down on her, gazing into her eyes, letting his forehead rest against hers.
‘I love you.’
She giggled again. ‘I love you too.’
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Kudos to you guys if you made it out of this chaotic mess my brain put together. I honestly don’t know how this happened, but I guess it’s just me after a full, very real college day with loads of note-taking.
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badass-at-fandoming · 3 years
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THE END IS NEVER NEVER IS THE END
The writer's decision to put Riam, Logan, and Noah in one room together was brilliant and hilarious. If you want to know how we got here, check out Part 5.
One Shenanigan I forgot last time was Logan handcuffed MC to him. He's like, "I'm tired of you getting pulled away, so put this on. They can't separate us now!" asdfghjkl;fsdana He gives MC's wrist a little kissy kiss under the cuff and [clutches chest]
Anyway, freshly cuddled and cuffed, MC and Logan travel to Riam's warehouse and make a racket so Riam and Noah will show up. The three LIs shit talk each other, but the roast fest in interrupted when Aria and the CIA kick down the doors! Oh no!
Aria shows up and spews some horseshit that I'm not going to repeat. Her words tear MC to pieces metaphorically, and her bullet literally rips MC's leg to pieces. Now, the narration says MC is shot in the calf, but with how freaked out everyone gets and how MC acts, he must have been shot in the thigh? Cause there's a "nicked the femoral artery" amount of damage.
In his infinite wisdom, Logan...blows up parts of the building to destabilize it more and yanks/princess-carries MC away. 😂 But the CIA are gaining on him, and MC starts getting into the fun, delirious part of blood loss. All the hurt, all the grief: it comes to the fore, and MC begs Logan to kill him. Throughout the game, Logan has threatened MC's life, and it's shimmered between affectionate (your life is mine; my life is yours) and serious (I'll get back at you for betraying me!). MC has already proven he can't kill Logan, so this is the story moment Logan proves he can't murder MC. Despite MC slowing him down, despite MC reminding him of all the reasons Logan should hate MC, Logan can't do it. We have a CG:
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[[Image ID Kill Your Boss Logan Harris CG 3, In the dark of the night in a crumbling warehouse, Logan points his gun at the viewer and cries.]]
How am I supposed to emotionally recover from this!!!! Hahahaha. Since Logan prefers to wrap MC's wound in ripped shirt bits and leave lil smooches on MC's fingers, MC insists Logan flee and rescue him later.
So MC is with the CIA now! In their super secret recovery room. Aria visits him, and we have the First Confrontation in a Serious of Confrontations. Turns out Aria IS the mole, from the very beginning. SHE'S the one who's been slipping mafia members info, who killed the drug manufacturer; who poisoned the old boss. All of this is part of some deranged and nonsensical plan to put MC as a puppet ruler of the gang and "control" the local crime scene.
Counterpoint: you could just use your SEVEN YEARS of evidence to eliminate all organized crime.
ANYWAY, MC convinces Aria that "no, no, your plans make PERFECT sense and isn't it sad my sister died and you couldn't find the time to tell me for years." She puts him back in Operation Footless Bird to try to catch Riam, Logan, and Noah. Except!!! No one expects the secret chess!!! MC and Noah play Internet chess together and move their pieces to form a code and it's so clever and cute y'all.
MC chess-moves his way to "meet me at the docks," and the men pause their sassing long enough to go. A stranger informs them that MC will meet them on a boat, with the idea that they will all flee the country together. I know Cinamon Games is just using a generic dock background, but the escape boat is like...a tall ship according to the art 😂. Logan takes one look at it and says that if MC isn't on the boat, "I'm throwing every single f*cker in that f*cking boat to the f*cking sea." LOL (also yes, Cinamon Games will censor words like fuck and cock. I have no idea why. They have full frontal suicide, but we're not allowed to see the vowel of the fuck word).
Guess what: MC is not on the boat. He wants his beloved/beloatheds to flee to freedom! I think if MC had actually been on the boat, everyone would have run and we could have a polycule ending but no!! THAT DOES NOT FULFILL THE DRAMA QUOTA. You know what does? Noah yeeting himself into the ocean asdfghjkalsdkflkj
You read that right! Noah fucking. THROWS himself into the ocean to get back to MC that much faster. He hacks into the choker's signal (yes, MC still has a bomb on his neck; yes, I hate it) and meets MC in the gang's hotel. Which is good because Aria was burning off the pads of MC's fingers. #Yikes
For realsies tho!! IDK why Aria is so [pikachu face] when MC doesn't want to work with her. While the love interests were on a boat (yeah!), MC tried to act sus enough so Aria would follow him to the hotel. A distraction, yanno. You get a choice to visit one of the mens' rooms and receive a special item. I've played twice, so I know that Noah's has his old dog tags, from his trainee days aka the location of their meet-cute. Logan's room has a note next to a box and inside the box is...a wedding ring. 😭 MY BOYYYYYY.
Aria discovers MC and his ploy, which leads to burning fingies, which leads to Noah breaking an innocent window, smacking Aria, and racing out into the night with our hero. Obviously it is now time for Cuddles and Snuggles and Homoerotic Tending of Wounds. Noah takes MC to a roach motel to recover and wait for the others. If you're going for Noah's endings, you can chose to ask him to "help MC shower." 👀
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[[Image ID Kill Your Boss Noah Young CG 3, Noah hugs MC from behind in the shower. Coy, he places a finger in MC's mouth, and MC licks it. If not for the laws of this land, MC and Noah would be naked. Right now Noah's wearing a white shirt and MC's wearing shorts. Despite being in the shower, haha.]]
It's truly sugartooth sweet, Noah's route. Everything I suspected him of before was actually Aria. 😡 There's a sense that MC wants to die with Logan, but he wants to live with Noah. I think Noah + Logan + MC is my ideal ending.
But that's what fix-it fic is for! Once morning comes, Riam and Logan knock down the door. Whether you choose to have sex with Noah or not, Logan will find MC and him cuddled on the bed together. This doesn't go over well, and you can fish for Charm and/or Heart points to defuse that tension. Riam gets real sensible real fast and has a plan: while they COULD run, it will be a life spent looking over their shoulders. Aria will expend untold resources to find them. To be truly free, they have to kill her. Specifically, MC should go out in the open and get close enough to Aria to kill her. While 3 corpses dressed as the LIs blow up. (stop playing with explosives, Riam!)
Noah protests that this plan puts MC in too much danger. Surprisingly, Logan also hates it: he likens it to asking a son to kill his mother. But MC agrees, because it's the best shot they have at a happy ending.
You get to chose who to set up the burnt corpse fake-outs with. If you choose Logan, MC holds Logan's hand and Logan gloats over it. "We're holding hands!! You see this kinky shit!! You all can go away because MC and I are together now." aldjfaffalfjlj LOGAN, MC's dick has been in your MOUTH. Hahaha. The set up goes well, and as MC and Logan admire their work, Logan comes up behind MC, hugs him, and tells him, "Don't kill her."
MC is ? and Logan explains that if it's a choice between MC's safety and sacrificing Logan, he will sacrifice himself 😭. MC mentions the wedding ring and Logan proposes and teases MC into a lovely amount of blushing from MC and me!!!!
Aria shows up to ruin my night specifically. Logan withdraws into the shadows. Aria and MC hash it out again and give me a tummy ache. MC shoots her, but neglects to go for the insurance shot, so Aria is of course still alive.
The three LIs sass each other in the nearby spooky forest. When it becomes clear that their mission failed, they hack into MC's choker signal. Somehow Aria stole the key for that stupid choker and only she can take it off. I guess MC thought Riam had the key this whole time? Otherwise, why didn't he ask Aria to take it off? What excuse could she give?
Here is what is the same: The good boyos ram a delivery truck through a CIA base. They find MC and Aria. In the firefight, whoever you have the most Heart points with gets shot. Aria gloats and complains that orchestrating a coup is difficult. She takes off MC's choker. (Finally!)
Here's what's different.
Bad Ending: You don't have sufficient Heart Points for anyone's ending. MC realizes that what he most wants: to go back. To how things were. Before the gangs. Before the heartache. He turns on Riam, Logan, and Noah and kills them. Aria welcomes him back into the CIA, and he's set up as a puppet boss of the gang. Aria's little pet. I've only read a description because my week has been shit enough.
Riam Endings: You have sufficient Heart Points for Riam's endings. MC remembers a nightmare he had. He was drowning, and the many, many dead of the novel pulled him deeper into the water. Then Riam's hand pulled him out into the sky. When MC woke up, Riam comforted him, and they had a shockingly good conversation about their similar pasts and wishes for the future.
Back in the present. MC shoots Aria, in the head this time. Our brave quartet runs while under heavy fire, and Logan gets fatally shot while protecting Riam. MC LOSES his shit about this, insisting they bring Logan with him, that he's all right. Basically a big, hysterical mess. Logan pacifies MC by saying he'll "catch up." Noah, Riam, and MC make it to the getaway car. Riam gets in the driver's seat, and Noah pushes MC into the passenger seat. MC begs Noah to get in and promptly loses any shit regained. Noah says he's going to "get Logan" and runs towards the incoming CIA.
Riam drives the car while MC screams for him to go back. They make it to the gang's hotel, and Riam orders the gang to...blow up the building. Really! Wtf, mate. THE DRAMA of MC kissing Riam while the building falls down around them tho.
If you have Riam's Heart Points to 100%, Riam and MC survive the explosion. They're still a bit prickly around each other. Riam's leg broke. MC went into a deep depression. Time, however, heals, whether we want it to or not. Riam re-establishes the gang, and MC and he slowly come out of hiding. Content in his house-husband role, MC figures out Riam's actual birthday and pretends to gift Riam the Ugliest Painting Ever asdfghjklk. But he made it himself, so Riam compliments it like "I like the colors. And I like...shapes." 😂 He takes down their fancy auction-bought painting to put up MC's on the wall, and MC is like noooOOOO please it was a joke please your real present is these sexy ribbons:
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[[Image ID Kill Your Boss, Riam Zimmer CG 4, a naked Riam crouches with his hands tied by black ribbon. Equally naked, MC embraces him from behind. The pair nuzzle faces with great affection. Apologies for the shitty quality: I screenshot this CG from a video because I, uh, haven't actually played Riam's route lol]]
Noah's Endings: You have sufficient Heart Points for Noah's Endings. MC remembers this one time Noah snuck in to his and Riam's apartment. The narration implies it's to boink, but actually it's...to play chess! It's so sweet!! MC grumbles that he never beats Noah, but Noah's all supportive like, "aw, keep trying, babe ❤️"
Back in the present. MC shoots Aria, in the head this time. Our brave quartet runs while under heavy fire, and Riam gets fatally shot. MC begs Riam to stand up, for Logan to carry him, but Riam pushes him away and demands MC leave. Logan half-drags, half-carries MC to the getaway car. I imagine it's a bit like trying to carry a feral cat. 😬 Noah gets in the driver's side, and MC gets into the passenger seat. Logan cradles MC's face through the car window and says, "I gotta go, Alex. Be free." MC loses his shit, but Logan, the bastard, looks all cool while pulling a pin out the grenade with his tongue and running towards the impending CIA. 😖
Noah drives off with a hysterical MC. They have some breathing room, thanks to Logan's sacrifice. Not much though. Noah proposes a plan. The CIA will catch them, eventually. With Aria gone, maybe the next Director will have a brain in their head and realize Noah and MC were victims of her schemes. But to do that, they need to be listened to, talked with...which the CIA is not interested in now. So, obviously, we should fake our deaths! Noah pulls out a bottle of mandrake poison a la Romeo and Juliet. They use the same art for the love potion in Remarried Empress ahhHHHHHH. MC and he toast each other and drink their fill and fall asleep in a kiss. I'm not up on Korean culture, but that low-key might have been a wedding???
If you have Noah's Heart points up to 100%, Noah and MC survive. Noah's plan worked, though the mortician got quite a shock when two "corpses" woke up in the morgue, haha. Unlike his dad, Noah isn't a professional chemist, so his eyesight took a ding. Welcome to the megane club, champ. 😂😎
The rest of the ending is so nice, like relaxing in a hot bath. MC and Noah have retired from the CIA with hefty pensions, so they live in a cozy apartment together. The past's wounds are still fresh, but MC knows they will heal. He will mourn, but he will also live. Just looking at Noah, holding him, smelling his scent makes MC feel he's home. ❤️❤️❤️
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[[Image ID Kill Your Boss Noah Young CG 4, MC half-sits on a window and playfully snatches Noah's glasses off his nose. Noah stands close, with a hand on MC's thigh, and looks up at MC with slow-burning adoration. Both of them wear unbuttoned shirts.]]
Logan's Endings: You have sufficient points for Logan's endings. MC remembers this one time he and Logan traveled abroad to settle a deal with an arms supplier. MC was still new to the whole gangland shabang, but the meeting was a success. When the show was over, MC's jitters all came out, and Logan blew off a celebratory dinner with the supplier to go sit by a lake with MC and eat chili dogs. Logan made the chili dogs himself, and they become MC's favorite food. 😭
Back in the present, MC shoots Aria, in the head this time. Our brave quartet runs while under heavy fire, and Riam gets fatally shot while protecting Logan. MC begs Riam to stand up, for Logan to carry him, but Riam pushes him away and demands MC leave. Logan half-drags, half-carries MC to the getaway car. Feral cat energy. 😾 Logan gets in the driver's side, and MC gets into the passenger seat. Noah says he will stay behind to give them more time and thanks MC for being with him, however briefly. Anything further is cut short as Noah gets shot in the head. 😭
Logan drives like a bat out of hell. MC has an internal meltdown, and Logan pets his hair until he comes back to reality. Unfortunately for them, reality is the CIA closing in. Logan concludes that the only way out of this is to fake their death and, uh, oooo, isn't there a convenient cliff ahead? MC is like "I was always ready to die with you," and takes Logan's hand. The car jumps.
If you have Logan's Heart points up to 100%, Logan and MC survive. They live on the run from the CIA, but the new administration is only going to spend so much resources on finding two nobodies. Logan's arm was hurt in the car crash, but they're okay. They have a house together with a garden.
...which Logan may burn down. 😂 Logan yells for help because he has managed to burn breakfast very, very badly, hahaha. MC rushes in and puts out the fire. Logan wails that nooooOOOO, he was trying to make breakfast because it's their anniversary. MC replies that he loves him and that's soooo sweet, babe, but please don't try to cook 😂. The pair plan an outing but before that can happen, Logan convinces MC to let him have MC for breakfast:
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[[Image ID Kill Your Boss Logan Harris CG 4, MC perches on the breakfast table while a topless Logan brackets him in. Logan leans in for a kiss, and MC and he share a heated look of love.]]
And that's Kill Your Boss! Dude. So many bosses got murdered.
If the summaries weren't enough, I found a Let's Play of Logan's route, and here's a video of Noah's good ending and Riam's good ending. Overall, I had a lot of fun! The level of violence got to me at times, but the Antics and Shenanigans made me laugh so much. The plot and themes are expertly woven. I was surprised and in awe of how everything flowed together, no matter what choices the MC made. The characters are [fans self]. Despite the hefty word count of these posts, there's a lot of content I missed, especially for Riam. Even letting MC be the dominant for once couldn't tempt me! His shtick of 0 emotions so isn't my bag.
The time spent on each LI seems balanced to me. Everyone gets to have a little action, a little breakdown, and a little smooch. MC gets multiple chapters alone with each one. Noah is by far the easiest to woo. Logan may be the most difficult: even following the walkthrough, I only got him to 84% Heart points. I burned currency to buy his outfits and raise it to 100%. That's an inversion of the usual with visual novels. Usually, the default Love Interest is the easiest. Like, I barely have to pay attention to get Lars' ending in Royal Blood 2. I had to WORK to get Ian to piss off in The Tyrant's Bodyguard. IDK, I feel Kill Your Boss is on a higher level of difficulty than other VNs. This was my highest Charm:
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Heh. 69% 😏
Like I said in this post, let me know if you'd like other summaries! Kinda leaning towards Royal Blood 2, with Andrew's route, but I'm not committed yet. 😂 Thanks for reading!
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crystalwillow · 3 years
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Tryyy.. Detective Ramsey
Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x Casey Valentine (F!MC)
Rating: NSFW/18+ 😈
Word Count:5.7K
(This idea came from a conversation I was having with @deansmyapplepie).
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It was nearing that time of year again, where usually Casey would go out and buy herself the Valentine’s Day special in a café with every intention of loving herself for the day, but it would always go terribly south and she’d end up crying into her pancakes back at home as she ate them from the to-go container cold. It’s the one day of the year she absolutely hated her last name. Everyone expected her to play cupid and help them fall in love within 5 minutes, or help them make a move on their crush. So this year, she was thankful to have work. Arriving at Edenbrook she entered the diagnostic office with purposeful strides, she placed her coffee cup from Derry Roasters on the table and her bag on the floor underneath, before taking her coat off and hanging it on the back of the chair with a flourish.
As she sat down, she sighed contently. Zoning out as she picked up her coffee, sipping it as her mind drifted to the one man she wondered if she’d be seeing personally today.
“Good Morning, Dr. Valentine.”
Casey jumped as the man’s voice greeted her, choking on her sip of coffee and spilling the rest down her white coat.
“Ahhh!” She spluttered.
She stared at herself and the mess in disbelief before looking up to meet his sapphire crystal blues with her forest greens. Was he… laughing?
“This is not funny Ethan.” Casey scolded.
“I beg to differ. From where I’m standing.. it’s hilarious.” He chuckled fondly.
Casey narrowed her eyes, not in the mood for bullshit from anyone today. Sighing heavily Casey snatched up the box of tissues from the middle of the table and started soaking up the mess. Ethan was still laughing to himself as Baz joined then a short while later.
“Morning Casey! Morning Eth..an? … What’s got you so smiley?” He questioned.
“I scared Casey. Her coffee went everywhere. Her face was a picture! Quite priceless really” Ethan explained.
Casey was fuming at the table still mopping up the mess. Baz looked over and gave her a sympathetic smile. She tried to return it but she couldn’t force it so just gave a curt nod as she let out a weary sigh.
“I’ll be back in a moment Baz,” she said as she tied up the trash bag which was now full of coffee-soaked tissue.
Baz gave a friendly nod as Casey took herself and the tied up bag out of the office and towards the locker rooms, after she was gone he turned to Ethan and raised a brow.
“What?!”
“You’re being mean Ethan.”
“Oh sure, I’m the one being mean. She was the one calling me at 2 am because she couldn’t sleep without my voice.”
“And what did you do?”
“Told her what any rational person would. Go back to sleep and call me at a more Godly hour.”
“Ethan! No wonder she’s pissed.”
“What do you mean?”
“She’s supposed to be your girlfriend. Yet, you refused to soothe her when she couldn’t sleep. And you’ve made her spill her coffee everywhere and laughed in her face.”
“So?”
“Have you given her a special good morning dose of affection?”
“Why would I need to-”
“It’s Valentine’s Day Ethan! You know. February 14th!? That poor woman probably just wanted to do her work, share a few flirty glances, and lunch with you. Then come round yours and spend the night. But instead, you’re bullying her!”
“Don’t be ridiculous Dr. Mirani. If she wanted that she’d tell me.”
“... is that… how… you feel? That- that I should ask to be pampered by the man who’s supposed to be my boyfriend on the one romantic global holiday of the year.” Casey shuddered from the doorway, now wearing just a plain pair of large scrubs.
“Babe I didn’t-”
But his protest went unheard. She was already gone, the elevator doors closing behind her as she jumped in behind Ines.
She left the hospital and hopped in a cab, heading to Ethan’s. She hated Valentine’s Day even more now. And right now she hated Ethan. She stormed up to his apartment and let herself in with the key he gifted her. If that’s how he felt, she’d take the few bits she’d moved to his apartment and take them back to her own. She grabbed the small suitcase she left in his cupboard and started tossing in all her clothes. She turned to the nightstand to pack her books she left when she noticed a new stack with a post-it note stuck on top. She read it aloud.
“Put away before rookie sees.”
She was curious so she looked at the stack in closer detail and her jaw dropped. Ethan had specifically said he wasn’t one for this type of novel, yet here the whole collect sat on his nightstand. Grabbing a pen from her pocket she added to the note.
“Oops. Guess you forgot, Mr. Grey.”
She chuckled to herself then finished tossing the contents of her belongings into the suitcase. She was just zipping it up when she heard a key go in the door.
“Rookie?... Dr. Valentine?!”
She quietly tucked the suitcase into the corner of the room and slid under the bed after a split-second decision of wanting to see him sweat. Okay, so yeah. It was a petty action to take but in her eyes, was so needed. Her key was on the table by the door, that would be the first thing he noticed. Second? She was hoping it would be the addition she made to the note. She knew that would really get him panicked. She silenced her phone, dull the screen, and turned off the vibration. She knew that would be his third step. To contact her and apologize. She wasn’t ready for that though. So she waited patiently under his bed with bated breath. Just as she’d suspected.
“Shit. How could you be so reckless Ethan! You stupid- Fuck! Her books are gone!”
She giggled to herself internally. She was making him sweat and loving it. Listening intently she heard him pull his phone out and sit in his chair with a heavy sigh.
“Come on. Pick up.”
She watched her phone screen light up and go off at least 10 times before he threw his phone down with a growl of frustration.
“She’s left her key. Took her books. Isn’t answering her phone. What- what have I- I have to find her. Where else would she-? Ah! That niche diner she introduced me to.” He choked through a sob. It broke Casey’s heart hearing him like that. She listened as he grabbed his keys and phone from his desk and ran out of the apartment, door slamming behind him.
Once it was safe, Casey slid out from under the bed and hobbled to the bathroom. She was busting for a pee. After that, she grabbed her suitcase and made for home. Leaving her key to Ethan’s apartment behind. When she got back to her apartment, she discarded the suitcase in her room, grabbed a change of clothes & coffee to go, then headed back to Edenbrook on the next bus. When she arrived, she sought after Naveen. They rescheduled her shift so she was now working overnight and she went to an on-call room to catch some sleep.
Later as she stumbled out of the on-call room, she slammed into someone as she rounded the corner. Too tired to care and in desperate need of water, she carried on without a word.
“C-Casey..?” A broken voice ushered
She stopped in her tracks, turning her head to the side but keeping her back to the person. “What?”
“You- I- Where have you been?”
“Sleeping.” She replied bluntly then faced forwards, carrying on her route to the cafeteria.
“Casey.” She stopped as she felt his hand gently grab her wrist.
Taking a deep breath, she yanked it from his grip. “I need to go. My shift starts in 5 minutes. Anything you need regarding diagnostic patients will have to wait until morning, Dr. Ramsey. Good night.” And with that she carried on, Ethan swallowing harshly then turning on his heel, dragging his feet to his car. He’d truly fucked up. And he’d have to do everything in his power to make it right.
In the middle of the night, his phone pinged on the nightstand and he awoke to read the words he never thought he would. “Dr. Ramsey. We’re over. From now on, we’re colleagues only.”
And suddenly it was too much. He felt everything at once. Love, anger, sadness, spite, grief, and just about every emotion a human can feel before all he felt was a painstaking numbness throughout his entire body. He doesn’t know when they started but as he looked in the mirror he saw the hot tears that streamed down his face. The pain in his eyes. He was broken, and the only person who led to this happening was himself. He reflected on the past few months where Casey had stopped her teasing of him over his quirky ways, how he didn’t like it so he thought if he started teasing her back, she’d tease him again. But all he’d done was drive her away. He’d lost her. Well and truly.
He arrived at work the next morning, red rings around his eyes, bag slung over his shoulder, and coffee cups in hand. Out of habit he’d ordered for Casey but… that was a habit he’d now have to break. In the early morning quiet, the elevator dinged loudly to announce its arrival on the ground floor. It drew his attention of course and he watched as Casey stepped out and walked confidently to the exit and outside into the fresh air. He wanted to follow her and give her the coffee in his hand, but he found himself frozen to his spot, his voice dying in his throat. As he stood staring at the doors Baz and Zaid stopped behind him and shared a worried glance.
“Uh... Dr. Ramsey?” Zaid spoke.
“Hrm?” Ethan hummed, still staring at the doors.
“Are you okay?” Baz asked.
“Hrm?” He repeated.
Baz sighed and gave a nod to Zaid in goodbye, “Come on. We need to get to the office.” Baz said
“Hmm,” Ethan said, blindly following Baz to the seventh floor.
Once they were in the office, Baz shut the door and closed the blinds, facing Ethan as he crossed his arms over his chest. “Okay, what’s happened? You’re doing the zoned out hrm thing.”
Ethan swallowed. He hated that Baz could pick up on things so easily, and was so no-nonsense about getting to the bottom of things to sort the problem out. “Why would you assume something happened?”
“Ethan,” Baz sighed as he pulled up a chair and sat opposite him at his desk, “you’re zoned out and not paying attention to me. Are you feeling okay?” He empathized.
“Just suffering a broken heart. I’ll be fine by the end of today.” Ethan mumbled, hoping Baz didn’t hear him.
“A broken heart? Did- are you and Casey…”
“No more? Great observation Dr. Mirani. You’ll forever have a spot on my team for that.”
“But I don’t understand. You only scared her and made her spill coffee. Is she… on her period or something? Overreacting?”
Ethan sighed wearily, “No. she’s not. I’ve been behaving like that towards her for months. She stopped teasing me about my quirks one day, I disliked that she stopped. I thought maybe if I started teasing her, she’d get annoyed enough to start doing it back. But I was stupid. I took it too far and now I’ve lost the most amazing woman that’s ever walked into my life. She didn’t only light up the room when she walked in Baz, she lit up my heart and my whole day. She knows me, better than I know myself. She’s quirky and fun and cute. My age is no secret, before her, I always used to sit at home feeling it, but she came along and I felt young again. I felt like I could talk about anything with her, indulge my inner child by having fun and she wouldn’t judge me. She was… still is a breath of fresh air, my lotus flower in the desert. And I… I scared her away.”
By the end of his speech, Ethan’s voice was breaking as tears rolled down his cheeks, eyes glistening with the ones that sat unshed. “Sorry. I uh… Thanks.” Ethan stuttered as he took a tissue from the box Baz held out to him.
“You should go home.”
“But I’ve got patients to see. This team has work to do. I can’t stay off because my relationship ended. It was an unethical one anyway.”
“Unethical or not. You can’t treat your patients when you can barely focus. I’ll take your patients for today. You go home. You need to process your emotions before you make a misdiagnosis.”
“… fine. I hate it when you’re right.”
“No, you don’t. You just don’t want to open up and let people in because of past trauma with your mom leaving. That hurt you. You never want to feel it again, yet… you’re feeling it right now and you’re beating yourself up because this time, you’re part of the reason the person’s left. But you can also be part of the solution that brings them back. If you act quick enough, that is.”
“But I-”
“Go home, Ethan. Better yet. Go to Casey’s home. Apologize for your behavior, explain yourself, and ask for a second chance. If I know that woman, she loves you too much to not give you one. I guarantee she’s hurting too right now.”
“Baz I cannot just up and leave everyth-”
“Go. Before I page Naveen.”
“Fine.” Ethan huffed, like a sulky teenager as he collected his things and dragged his feet to the door.
“And pick your feet up before you fall over them.”
“Yes, dad” Ethan said, Baz chuckling to himself as Ethan left the room.
Later in the afternoon as he was taking a break, Baz’s phone pinged in his pocket. He took it out and smiled at the screen.
“What’s got you so happy?” Zaid pondered aloud
“Hm? Oh, nothing. I just... I think I may have helped save a relationship and stopped this place from becoming a hostile work environment.”
“What do you mean?”
“Casey broke up with Ethan after he got too much with his teasing of her and playing pranks. I had to send him home today, he was a mess. I advised him to try and talk to her and fix it before it’s too late. Looks like he took my advice.” Baz smiled and turned his phone to show Zaid the Pictagram post, Ethan just made and tagged him in.
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It was now a brand new day, and in reality, two days since the coffee incident. Casey walked through the halls with confidence as she headed to check on her next patient when she clocked Zaid approaching her.
“Ah! Dr. Valentine. There you are.” He exclaimed, placing a gentle hand on her forearm.
“Zaid! What can I do for you?” Casey smiled.
“Dr. Ramsey wants to see you in the gardens upstairs.”
“Well.. he’ll have to wait. I’m now checking up on my paediatric patient.”
“He said it’s urgent. I’ll take the patient.”
“No!... You won’t.” She snapped.
Zaid stared at her with a bit of shock.
“She’s… family. I promised to bring her Auntie Casey special medicine for tummy pain. Dr. Ramsey will have to wait.”
Zaid opened his mouth to protest but closed it rethinking his words before speaking them, “I’ll relay that message for you.”
“Thank you.” Casey nodded and entered the paediatric ward to find her patient.
As Zaid re-entered the gardens a few minutes later, Ethan turned and frowned.
“Where’s Casey?”
“Busy with a paediatric patient. She’s family and I- I said I’d take them for now but she-”
“It’s fine. Family’s important to her. She knows I’m here, yes?”
“She does.”
“Then thank you Dr. Mirani. You may go back to work now.”
With a single nod, Zaid turned and left the gardens and back to work. 20 minutes had passed and Casey still hadn’t come up to the gardens so Ethan made the decision to page her. Another 20 minutes passed, and another and another, until eventually 2 hours had passed and Casey hadn’t even read his pages. Sighing, Ethan left the gardens and entered the elevator, heading back down to the 7th floor. When he exited the elevator he stumbled straight upon a scene of chaos, and in the center, the one he’d been waiting for.
“Dr. Valentine!” He shouted and ran over kneeling beside a nurse. “What happened here?”
“We’re not sure Dr. Ramsey. I was walking with her to the elevator when her legs just gave out. She’s conscious but unresponsive. No head injuries, she just… passed out.”
Ethan listened intently, nodding in all the right places. “Do we have a bed for her?”
“Dr. Mirani and Marlene have gone to find one, but they’ve been gone for 20 minutes. That’s roughly the time she’s been out of it.”
“Fuck.” He cursed under his breath as he lowered his head. “Okay. We need to get her to the couchin the diagnostics office, then I’ll need you to ready me a cold glass of water and I’ll prepare her favourite snack. … Just as I suspected, dehydration.”
Beside him Sarah gulped. “Oh Casey.” She sighed, truth was, since Casey had started at Edenbrook she and Sarah had grown so close they were practically sisters. Seeing her like this tore a little at Sarah’s heart, she swallowed and looked back at Ethan with a nod.
“Ready?” He asked
“Y-yeah.”
“Good. You take her legs, I’ll take under her arms.”
Assuming their positions, Ethan counted to three and they lifted Casey and carried her to the couch.
“And lower.” He said as they hovered her over the couch cushions. “Thank you.”
“No problem, I’ll get that water.” Sarah said, giving a sad smile. Once she had completely disappeared, Ethan closed the blinds and broke down as he knelt beside Casey’s limp form. He took her delicate hand in his own and gave her knuckles feather light kisses.
“You’ve done it again, haven’t you? Overworked yourself to stop the pain. Pain that this time I’m the cause of.”
He turned to the door as a knock sounded, Sarah entered with the glass of water. “Here you go. I made sure it was from the tower and not the tap, I added exactly 3 ice cubes and Dr. Trinh is on her way up with her straw from her locker.”
“Thank you, Sarah.”
Sarah nodded and backed out of the room, the doors hissing shut behind her.
He handed his patients off the Naveen for the next few hours as he stayed by Casey’s side as she woke up and slowly returned to her rounds. For professional reasons, he was there as he attending to make sure her performance was up to scratch and she wasn’t slacking. But personally, he was there as her boyfriend, first and foremost. In moments when nobody else was looking, concern creased his brow. His heart ached. He’d been the catalyst in this scenario. After her shift finished, Ethan was there waiting outside the locker room.
“You’re staying at mine tonight.” He stated
“Dr. Ramsey. I’m fine now. And besides, I live in a house full of doctors.” Casey smiled and gestured to Sienna and Aurora, who she was leaving off with.
“No buts or bargaining Dr. Valentine, you’re staying at mine.”
“Ethan.” Casey said sternly, “You’re letting guilt eat away at you again. Stop it!”
“That may be so. But I would rest easier knowing you’re under my roof tonight.”
Casey rolled her eyes good naturedly and turned to her friends, “I’ll see you guys tomorrow. Save some cookie batter for me to bake okay?”
“Sure thing Case. See you tomorrow.” Aurora smiled
“Bye Casey!” Sienna chimed with a hug, and followed Aurora out of the building.
A short drive later, Ethan walked through the doorway of his apartment, holding Casey’s hand tightly.
“You can loosen your grip, you know. It’s kinda starting to hurt.”
“Hm? Oh! Sorry.” He apologised.
Casey smiled and sat on his couch. “I thought you didn’t finish until about half 9 tonight?” She queried.
“I’ve bargained with Naveen to finish an hour early. But until then, you’re here on your own.”
“Ethan!” She whined, “I could have gone home with the others and made my cookies!”
“You can make cookies here. I have the ingredients.”
“No. Making them alone is something you do when you want solitude and to relax. I wanted to have fun with my friends, talk and relax. Now I have to sit here for 5 hours and try to find something to entertain myself with.”
“I’m sure you’ll manage. Now, I have to get back to work. I’ll see you later sweetheart.” He rushed and with a quick peck on her lips he was gone.
Casey sighed and looked around the apartment. After lounging on the couch browsing TV shows for about an hour, she decided to go and have a bath. After her relaxing soak, she grabbed her key for his apartment, which was still sitting where she left it and went for a walk to get food and drink. She made the conscious decision to stop by her apartment and bake her cookies, by the time she returned to Ethan’s it was 9pm. She cringed as she turned her key in the lock and entered the apartment juggling bags and a tray of freshly baked cookies, knowing Ethan was inside. When she rounded the corner, Ethan was standing there, a stern look focused at her, accompanied by a scowl and his arms crossed over his chest.
“What’s in the bags?” He asked
“Dinner.” She answered matter of factly, “and I went home and made us dessert, I hope you have whipped cream and chocolate for shaving in your kitchen because I didn’t pick either of those things up.” She busied herself taking it to the kitchen and laying it all out.
“I could’ve got dinner on my way home. I could have made us something.”
“And miss out on playing Cluedo with me? No chance.”
Ethan raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”
“You heard. I want to see if the infamous Detective Ramsey is as good as he’s acclaimed to be.”
“Is that so?” Ethan smirked closing in on Casey
“Mhm.” She giggled as he closed in on her, eventually his hands grazed her hips and he brought his lips to her own, “or should I call you… Mr. Grey.” She whispered a mischievous smirk growing on her features.
Ethan inhaled deeply and Casey bit her lip as she felt him hardened slightly against her thigh.
“And why would you call me that?” He husked in her ear sending electrifying chills down her spine all the way to her toes.
“Just… A suggestion.” She replied barely above a whisper.
“Is that so?”
“Mm.” she replied as Ethan placed his lips against hers, slow and sensual at first, gradually heating it up notch by notch until they pulled away from each other gasping for air, their desire for one another reflecting back at them as their gazes connected. “You know. I don’t think you’re anything like Mr. Grey.” Casey teased with a raspiness to her voice.
Ethan raised an eyebrow, “Is that a challenge?”
“I don’t know,” Casey started, backing away out of the kitchen, “you tell me. Sir” she winked as she turned on her heel and entered the living room. Ethan hot on her trail. “Why tell you. When I can show you.” He smirked as he hovered over Casey.
The air crackled with the sexual tension between them, were they anywhere else, others would be making themselves scarce as it’s clear they aren’t able to hold back. And as quickly as one can snap their fingers, Casey and Ethan’s lips met again in a fiery frenzy. Desperate. Needing. Desire. The three things fueling them the most.
Somehow, without any accident they blindly made their way into Ethan’s bedroom. He kicked the door shut, spinning their positions and pinning Casey to the wooden panel.
“ ‘Not like Mr. Grey…’ I’ll make you eat those words young lady.”
“Just those words?” She flirted
“Oh? … I don’t think you’re in the correct place to be asking questions now. Do you?” He rasped as he removed his tie in one swift movement. Casey gulped as she watched him ravel it around his hands.
“Wh-what are you doing with th-that?”
“Oh wouldn’t you like to know.” He smirked and gestured to the bed, “sit.”
Casey flicked her gaze from Ethan to the bed and back again.
“Sit.” He repeated as he raised a questioning brow as if daring her to disobey his command.
Moving her gaze to his hands, she gulped audibly as she noted his veins raised slightly. Using her better judgement, she slowly made her way to the bed and sat on the edge.
“Good girl.” Ethan praised and he knelt on one knee behind her. “You don’t mind surrendering your sight for a while, do you?”
Casey shuddered at his whispering breath that tickled the shell of her ear. “Do you?” He repeated pressingly. She slightly shook her head. She’d meant calling him Mr. Grey to be a tease. But she’d be lying if she said that the adrenaline she was feeling right now was exhilarating. Her breathing turned from normal to deep yet shallow as the world was shut out and she felt Ethan securing his tie around her head. Listening intently she gasped a little as she heard his belt buckle open and then hit the floor. The seconds that passed felt like hours as she listened to drawers and his closet open and shut again.
“E-Ethan…” she stuttered.
“What’s wrong?”
“W-water. Please. I-”
“Shhhh. It’s okay. I’ll get you some” he whispered, kissing her forehead gently before leaving the room.
After she was sure he was gone she rubbed her shoulders and shivered from the small amount of cold that bit through the warmth of her body. Her heart dropped when she heard the frown in Ethan’s voice.
“You’re cold too,”
“Only a little. It is the tail end of winter.”
“Did you need water?”
“Yes. Please.” She said, opening her mouth. Ethan guided the straw to her lip and rested it there gently and watched as she took a reasonable gulp before nodding and he took it away, placing it on the bedside table.
“Could you guide me to the middle? Of the bed?” Casey questioned. Ethan gave a gentle smile despite the desire he was feeling.
“Of course. Would you feel safer there?”
“Yes.”
Ethan picked her up and moved her to the middle of the bed. “Why don’t you lay down. Make yourself comfortable, and… put your hands above your head for me.” He spoke lowly, peppering soft kisses from her earlobe to her collarbone. She obeyed and laid there whimpering from the electric feeling that was tingling her skin. She wanted- no needed more than what he was giving. As she laid there she continued to listen and heard the sound of handcuffs and swallowed as she felt Ethan grab her wrist gently.
“Detective…”
“Hmmm?”
”Shouldn’t you remove my sweater and bra first?”
She bit her lip as he moved slightly brushing himself against her leg and silently cursed her smarts, undressing her before cuffing her to the bed frame. Once she was safely secured, Ethan used a delicate hand and moved her hair from where it had stuck to her lips before hovering over her.
“You’re so beautiful Casey. Wise beyond your years. Your intellect is,” he took a deep breath “my biggest turn on. And I may not be the best at dirty talk but my god are you the best thing I’ve ever tasted. You light me up in more ways than one Casey Jane. And if you'll allow me. I’d like to share with you my wildest fantasy.”
His breath was shallow, words no more than a desperate whisper and his hand trailed down her side and back up over her stomach and the valley of her breasts. Stopping at her nipple to softly tease, eliciting a whimper from her throat.
“Was that a yes? You’ll allow me?”
“Y-yes.”
“Tryyy.... Detective Ramsey. Let me hear you.”
“Y-yes. Detective R-Ramsey.”
Taking a deep breath as he connected their lips again, Ethan trailed his hand down Casey’s body again, slowly sliding his hand under the waistband of her skirt and toying with her panties. He trailed heated kisses down her body and he slid her skirt and tights off, discarding them on the floor, trailing his hand up her inner thigh as he kissed back up from her hip.
“Nnng.” She whimpered at his teasing touches.
After a few minutes of teasing, Casey gasped as Ethan moved from above her and his warmth was replaced by a shuddering cold.
“Ethan?” She croaked lightly.
“Shhh.” He hushed as he laid beside her on the bed.
“What are you do- oh…” she gasped as she heard a vibrator click on.
“Open your legs.” He cooed, gently coaxing them open with his free hand. Moving her panties aside, he gently gave her a single stroke over her now super sensitive bud earning an audible moan from her and she arched back. “Ah ah ah. Down.”
“Mmmmm.” Casey whined as she lowered herself back to the mattress
“Good girl.” He smirked and brought the vibrator closer to her area. She sucked in a sharp breath as she felt it move closer.
“Ahhhh!” She shuddered as he placed it on her and he muffled her whimpers with a kiss as he moved the device around building her pleasure, edging her closer to her climax and stopping just before she released.
“Nnnngghhhh. Ethaannn.” She cried, pulling at her restraints and writhing her hips to try and find contacted again but she admitted defeat when she heard it click back off.
Casey laid on her back in anticipation, waiting as she heard Ethan shuffling around before she felt something warm graze her lip.
“Detective?” She whispered.
“Shhh. Just suck.” Ethan soothed, sliding his cock in her mouth
“Wha- mmmmm!” She exclaimed and started sucking his dick gently.
“Mmmm” he hummed as Casey moved her head back and forth. He let her edge him as much as he had her before pulling out and moving away leaving Casey gasping for breath as he moved around again. She felt his hands snake round her head and undo the tie around her head and remove it. She blinked a few times to adjust her sight to the room.
“So beautiful.” Ethan whispered as her gaze landed upon him before their lips joined again in a searing kiss. Ethan rolled over, supporting himself with both hands either side of her torso.
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Night had turned to early morning by the time the pair laid side by side panting heavily and giggling like giddy children. Casey turned her head and was met with Ethan’s side profile.
“Ethan?” She yawned.
“Mm?” He hummed quietly, turning his head to face her.
“I… I love you.” She smiled earnestly.
“I …… I love you too, Casey.” He smiled back, bringing a hand to stroke her cheek with a gentle caress.
Casey smiled back and they joined their lips in a lazy and tired kiss before pulling each other closer under the covers and intertwining their limbs, falling into a deep slumber.
A few hours later Ethan’s alarm shrilled on the bedside table, and he groaned as he stuck a hand out from under the covers to turn it off. Casey stayed sound asleep on top of him, unfazed by the sound.
“Casey.” He groaned but got no worded response, just a tickle of her breath across his chest to which he chuckled and gentle peeled himself away and made his way to the bathroom. It wasn’t until he had properly woken up he took in the full damage of purplish bruises over his skin in varying shades. “Sssshhhhit.” He cursed, hissing at the pain he felt as he touched some of them.
“H-h-homeostasis!” Casey shouted from the bed which was followed by a thud. Ethan rushed from the bathroom to her side but she remained asleep.
“Casey. Babe wake u- hoooly fuck.” He cursed, assessing the damage of his brutal assault from the night before on her neck. Slowly, Casey’s eyes fluttered open and she gave Ethan a sweet smile.
“Hey, handsome” she greeted, not yet noticing the damage she had done. She moved and winced at a soreness she felt. “Ow!” She exclaimed quietly.
“I know. You fell outta bed. And uh… I’d check your…” he gestured to her neck and torso as he looked down guiltily. Frowning in confusion, Casey pulled herself up with Ethan’s help and walked into the bathroom, looking at her reflection she gasped then reappeared smiling.
“You’re… not mad?” Ethan asked.
“No.” She replied, taking in his chest and neck, “are you?”
Ethan took a couple steps forward to meet her, “Not one bit.” He chuckled, sweeping her head out of her face.
“Well then. I have one thing to say. We need to shower, get dressed, have breakfast, and get to work.”
“What?! People will see the!” He exclaimed as he gestured to their necks, Casey just laughed.
“So? If people wanna talk, let them talk. We lived the moment. So any rumours that cultivate will be from jealousy.” She went up on tip toes and pressed a loving kiss to his lips, stepping back and smiling widely.
“The day you cease to amaze me Casey Valentine, will be the day I die.”
Casey giggled as she pulled them into the bathroom and they started their day how it ended. Steamy and full of love.
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I didn't mean to fall in love with you
Chapter One
Book: Queen B - Choices (Universe)
Pairing:  Poppy Min-Sinclair x Trans!Male MC  (Beck Hughes)
Genre: None (in this post, al least)
Rating: Anyone can read it, really.
This is me trying to write by and for the Trans community, specially FTM community, meaning, trans guys, but I actually took the liberty to use They/them pronouns for everyone out there who´s interested (Also, the name Beck was the most neutral one I could find, trying to use the cannon Bea Hughes)
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Can someone explain to her how a person who claims to be so disinterested in the ranking was magically climbing to the top twenty?
Poppy didn’t buy it for a second, she always knew Beck were going to be a pain in her ass ever since the first time she saw them looking at her as if they weren’t impressed, but she wasn’t fully aware of how much.
“You don’t have to worry about them, Poppy” Chloe said while the strawberry blonde retouch her make up in the mirror inside her own room. “Beck is just a dude”
“Transphobia much, Chloe?” Veronica murmured playfully, wanting to start drama among her streaming fans.
“No! What I'm saying is… Beck's brain works as a regular dude, right? How much smart can they be?”
“Ha! That´s rich coming from you” Veronica laughed.
Both girls started a discussion about related shit, Beck’s brain, hormones and else while Poppy put on the mascara. Completely silent, thinking.
She treated Beck as a common enemy, she attacked them just like she would to any other lost lamb trying to be the wolf but it was not enough. Even one of those plans exploded in her own face: ruining and breaking Beck's guitar caused that they not only get a flashy and beautiful new one, but sang side by side with the one and only Jaylen Riaz, making a huge performance. Even better than hers, which was something painful and humiliating at the same time, especially after Veronica told her Beck’s YouTube channel had a followers increase, making them even more popular.
Chloe was right on something: Beck’s brain worked like a dude, and if she had learned something was that men in general were manipulable. Take a look at Michael, he was dumb as hell. Liam was a douchebag. Luis, Ford… well, they… they´re there. The only golden boy among them was Carter, and yet, he wasn´t that hard, she just gave him what he wanted in that party and after that, everything ran smoothly.
And that´s what she needed.
Poppy´s look changed, her eyes sparkled in a very malicious way and a smile crossed her face for a split second. She now had a plan, and unexpectedly, it was a Chloe attribution.
“Maybe if we accused them of cheating…?” Chloe suggested, but Poppy knew better.
“That won´t be necessary, Chlo” Poppy intervened for the first time in a while, making both girls look at her intrigued. They knew Poppy, and the little smile she had on her lips as she applied lipstick was a proof. The blonde was onto something juicy. Veronica ended the live and awaited. “Beck will be mine.”
~~X~~
It was kinda lame to her, but finding Beck completely alone under the football stands playing guitar was at least convenient. They were an eye candy from the start, that was a fact. The way that white t-shirt embraced their body was something else to see, her mind went back to the second time she saw them. The sassy rock star kind of look Beck had, even the haircut was perfect, Poppy knew that was a Zoey Wade signature and she kinda thanked her for it. Beck was damn fine, that fact made easier her plan to be honest.
“You know… You do pass pretty well as a man”
Beck stopped playing, literally frozen in place as a statue.
“What did you just say?” Their tone of voice was cold, almost insulted. Did she just get it wrong? No, she´s never wrong. A Queen can´t be wrong, especially a Min-Sinclair queen.
“It was a compliment, Farmsville” she said, rolling her eyes.
“That´s not a compliment” Beck chuckled, putting the guitar aside. “I mean, I don´t mind, but if you are going to use that to the trans community… It~ may not end well” Poppy frowned, a little pissed off. She was doing an effort, no-one had ever heard a compliment from her and this little sh… “But thanks.” Beck offered her a sweet smile a second before turn it into a mocking one. “You do pass pretty well as a woman, too”
“Go fuck yourself!”
“And now she gets it!” They started laughing, making her really angry. Poppy walked away fuming, her head up high and a killer look murdering anyone who dare crossing ways with her.
That stupid ASSHOLE. Did they THINK they could disrespect her?! To HER! She was the number ONE, the fucking RULER of the entire school. Beck was lucky enough to be in her radar and they just throw stupid shit like that!
“To be fair… I did say it first”
“I thought it was a COMPLIMENT” She fight against herself. “What am I? Some trans expert?!”
“No… But I can be. I mean, to destroy my enemy…”
“I have to know them...”
Even thought she was still mad about it, Poppy tapped wildly though her phone. She needed to do something, and she knew just the thing.
“It´s ON, jackass”
~~X~~
POV: Beck
Top fifteen. Everyone was losing their shit because they were now top twenty and Beck... Well... They just didn´t want it.
And yeah, sure, that was kinda good. The students in Belvoire had begun to pay attention to their music as well, Beck even caught a few of them listen to songs Beck wrote and some other cover as well. Their art was taking off and that was awesome, don't get it wrong, that was something Beck wanted for so long, but...
They were afraid.
What if it was because of the stupid ranking?
What if Beck just wasn´t that good, and the only thing people would want was that Beck who studded up against Poppy Min-Sinclaire and lived to tell? Even Zoey, she was talking about popularity, Belvoire elite, and some “Person to watch-out” or shit Award which yes, was huge! But… Beck really was afraid that it was Beck who puts the music high and not backwards.
What if…
What if Poppy really messes all up?
“You know… You do pass pretty well as a man”
Poppy´s words in their mind caught Beck off guard. What was her deal anyway? She came and said some weird shit, and...
Actually, everything in that interaction was weird as fuck. And not just that, Beck meet Taylor by accident later that day in the ice cream shop, they both talked a little and they found out she had a big crush onto some random guy Beck didn´t knew before.
Of course Beck was the matchmaker! They even helped her by carrying those stupid anti-diarrheic pills to the lion´s den. Ok, yes, maybe~ Beck should´ve had given them to someone and not just let them in the front door… But it wasn´t their fault that The T found out!! Poppy was losing it, and of course it was them to blame.
Why can´t they just have a normal life… with normal problems… and not… this?
“I´m dead… I´m actually dead…” Beck thought while burying their head on their hands, tired.
“Beck? Hello? I assume you heard the details of the assignment.”
“What?”
“Ehm… Yeah! Totally” Beck said with a “confident” smile that nobody believed in, Professor Roberta even frowned before going back to the lecture, while Beck tried uselessly to catch something about the assignment from their classmates´ laptops. She hated Beck anyway, but it wasn´t good news to be always in her bad side.
“Shit! Shit! Shit! … What did she say?”
“Mass comm is all about reaching people far and wide, so this project is meant to give the voiceless in our own community a voice by…”
A penetrant gaze nailed their nape, giving them chills. Beck immediately looked for that one hawk over them and not to their surprise the person found on the other side was that deadly beauty called Poppy Min-Sinclair, watching Beck as they´re a prey. Feeling really drove up the wall, Beck winked playfully at her, expecting her to look away or some rude expression towards them.
But no.
Scaring the shit out of them, Poppy actually smiled back at Beck. A sweet, flirty smile that left them feeling their heart racing as crazy and their cheeks burning red, her dark eyes so into theirs that all their system collapsed... What was happening?
“Earth to Beck!”
Professor Roberta yelled, making Beck jump a little in their sit, breaking all eye contact between them both. When did Beck turn their body completely to watch Poppy? Of course the professor was mad, Beck was practically giving her their back! As faster as they could, Beck took the right seat, being even more embarrassed now while Poppy let go a chuckle, they could hear her from any other laughter just as clearly as if she were so close.
“Oh, sorry. I… Sorry”
“Find your community service project partner please” Professor said. Beck gathered their things and head into the aisle, looking around, praying to find someone whiling to work with them and, mainly, explain to them what was that project about. The thing was everyone had already a partner. Everyone except for…
The strawberry blonde was gazing Beck as sure as someone who´s waiting for this chance can be. Smiling that same smile that caused them to feel butterflies in their stomach… Beck wasn´t sure if they were aroused… or scared.
“Professor Roberta… I need a new partner” Beck practically begged. “I´m sorry. I just can´t work with Poppy.”
The pretty but odd teacher was about to say something. Something bad based on the expression on her face, but a perfect made-up laughter cut her words, as Beck was feeling how a soft and warm hand hooked to their arm.
“Nonsense, professor! I am pretty sure we´ll be working just fine.” Poppy said, a relaxed expression drawn on her porcelain face. “Let´s go, Hughes.”
Ok, Beck was now scared. As both of them walked out the classroom, Beck´s brain was running wild, thinking about every and each form Poppy could use to disappear them from the face of the earth. Ironic, Beck survived Farmsville but they´ll be totally done in New York. Ha! Life hates them.
“Listen, I know what you are thinking…”
Really?
“... but the last thing I need right now is having my GPA taken away. So I´ve already figured it all out. We´re doing an animal shelter commercial for our project. I can ask daddy to borrow the equipment and crew”
“Didn´t think of you as a daddy person” Beck laughed, a little more repose.
“Shut the fuck up, Farmsville. This will be easy, so all I need you to do is… Oh my god.”
Poppy stared at her phone completely in shock, color draining from her face as it was sucked by a dementor.
“I have to go. We can figure out the deets later, I´ll text you where to meet me”
Then, she just left. Beck took a deep breath and let out a hiss.
“Gosh, this school is going to kill me!”
They said, who would have thought a class could be so much?
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