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chaoticace2005 · 11 months
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DGM: Noah Competency Analysis
It is 2 am and I have work at 6:30 am and am making the amazing decision to stay up and analyze these bastards because my friend got me into this series and now it has taken over my life (thanks Koala.)
For the Noah, many seem to be pretty bad at their jobs: from the "kill the generals" arc where everyone failed to whatever the hell was up with the ark arc to Wisely/Tyki LOSING the Earl. So, being the autistic individual I am who recently took a stats class, I decided to analyze all the Noah in some kind of mathematical way to look at just how incompetent these losers are.
Note: statistical analysis is not completely representative of the Noah since it is only looking at information revealed in the manga/assumed as of June 2023- it is entirely possible that this information will change.
But now to it... (spoilers)
First, I wanted to establish some kind of system to accurately grade the Noah based on their accomplishments. Originally I was putting down all their activities and noting if they failed/succeeded- giving +1 points to successes and 0 for failures and then averaging it out based on total # of activities, but this led to the problem where some Noah were shown more than other so there was more data (like Mercyma or Tryde) and as a result their competency was put very high despite the fact we have little information on them, so this idea was scrapped.
Ultimately, I made it so each Noah started out with a 5/10 ranking, and then points were added and lost depending on their successes/failures and to what degree they were.
The "successes/failures" only looks at specific missions assigned to the Noah by the Earl- so for instance Tyki going around and killing extra exorcists like Daisya and Suman were not counted, as he was specifically ordered to kill Allen at the time and did this as an "extracurricular." Points were also deducted if the Noah did something that went against the Earl/hurt the Noah (more on this later.)
Points Awarded:
+0.5= Succeed at easy mission
+1.0= Succeed at mission
+1.5= Succeed at hard mission
-0.5= Fail at hard mission/ not a total loss
-1.0= Fail at mission
-1.5= Fail at easy mission/ make things worse
With this established onto the grading!
2nd Apostle: Tryde/Toraido (Judge)
-1.5: Stop traitors of Noah- failed with Nea (they all pretty much died as result)
+0.5: Be in Russia with Jasdevi for Alma Arc- succeed (kinda just stood there)
Total Competence: 4/10 (very limited amount of data but fairly okay, maybe don't trust with your life but can trust to not set house on fire)
3rd Apostle: Tyki Mikk (Pleasure)
+1.0: Kill Yeegar- succeed
-1.5: Kill Allen/Innocence- failed both and actually increased Allen’s power
-1.0: Kill exorcists in Edo- failed
-0.5: Kill Cross- mission given by Earl but never really attempted (Joyd did when awoken but failed)
+0.5: Bring Allen to North America branch- succeed
+1.0: Rescue Allen from Apocryphos- succeed
-0.5: Kill Apocryphos- failed
-1.0: Recruit Allen- failed
-1.0: Protect Road- failed
-1.5: Babysit Earl- failed 
Extra: Responsible for Ark Arc, resulting in death of fellow Noah Skinn, permanent injury to Jasdevi along with himself, and Allen/the Order gaining access to the Ark (which later led to Egg being destroyed): -4.0
Total Competence: -3.5/10 (do NOT give this guy anything to do, if you asked him for milk he’d leave, kill someone in a Chuck E Cheese, and bring the dead body home (WITHOUT THE MILK))
4th Apostle: Sheril/Cheryl (Desires)
+1.5: Cause wars- succeed
+1.0: Take control of North America branch- succeed
+0.5: Help capture Apocryphos- succeed (didn’t appear to do much)
Extra: Did go behind Earl’s back to capture Bookman/Lavi and torture for information about Nea: -1.0
Total Competence: 7/10 (can trust to this guy to do most things, but if it threatens his or Road's life all bets are off)
5th Apostle: Wisely/Waizuri (Wisdom)
+1.0: Unite Alma and Kanda to awaken 14th- succeed
-1.5: Babysit Earl- failed
Extra: With Bookman/Lavi, tried to read minds but failed? So he was incompetent but in a way that supported the Earl: -0.5 
Total Competence: 4/10 (if you leave a plant with him the plant will likely die)
Note: Alma Arc may have been a fluke but he seems to have lost competence after this- maybe Allen bonking Kanda in the head and giving Wisely a migraine had lasting effects? Maybe Sheryl had a point here:
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6th Apostle: Feedler/Fiedla/Fiidora (Corrosion)
+1.5: Fights exorcists in China/infects exorcist- succeed, now have spy in order
-1.5: Babysit Earl- failed
+1.0: Act as communication for Noah- succeed, ranked as “1.0” since it is his ability specific
Extra: Did help Cheryl torture Bookman/Lavi, going against Earl: -0.5
Total Competence: 5.5/10 (can trust to not burn house down when cooking dinner, although food may be meh)
7th Apostle: Mercym/Maushyma (Pity)
+1.0: Occupy Madaroa- succeed
+0.5: Capture Apocryphos- succeed (didn’t appear to do much)
Total Competence: 6.5/10 (can be trusted to babysit kids)
8th Apostle: Skinn (Wrath) (Note: PRETTY DEAD)
-1.0: Kill Tiedoll- failed
-1.5: Kill Tiedoll unit- failed, dying as a result
Total Competence: 2.5/10 (very likely to get into a car accident due to road rage if allowed to borrow a car)
9th Apostle: Road (Dreams)
+0.5: Acquire Skinn when he was woken- succeed
-1.0: Retrieve Miranda Innocence- failed
+1.0: Kill Yeegar- succeed
+1.5: Copy Ark- succeed
+1.0: Help with Alma Karma arc- succeed
+1.5: Rescue Allen- succeed, went beyond to protect him
-0.5: Kill Apocryphos- failed
-0.5: Recruit Allen- failed (gets a bit of slack cause she was kinda fading away)
Extra: Responsible for Ark Arc, resulting in death of fellow Noah Skinn, permanent injury to Jasdevi/Tyki , and Allen/the Order gaining access to the Ark (which later led to Egg being destroyed): -4.0
HOWEVER she wasn’t killed by Nea so +3.0 points.
Total Competence: 7.5/10 (likely to complete a group project, but it was likely done by her forcing someone else to do it by candle-point- work smarter not harder)
10th/11th Apostles: Jasdevi (Bonds)
-1.5: Kill Cross- failed badly, acquiring debt in process
+0.5: Be in Russia with Tryde for Alma Arc- succeed
+1.5: Capture Apocryphos- succeed
Total Competence: 5.5/10 (surprisingly high) (if left to bake a cake the kitchen may be a disaster and the sink may be on fire but there will be a surprisingly okay cake) (about 2.75/10 each)
Note: Competence seems to have increased following encounter with Krory, did a reverse Wisely and actually got MORE competent over time.
12th Apostle: Lulu Bell (Lust)
-1.0: Retrieve egg- failed (egg destroyed but Order able to use some of egg to make Thirds)
+0.5: Be in Greece for Alma Arc- succeed
Total Competence: 4.5/10 (considered competent due to loyalty but fairly lazy, if told to do the dishes she would find someone else to do it for her and that person would do a subpar job)
13th Apostle: Mightra/Maitora (Ability)
+0.5: Make cool outfits- succeed
+1.0: Make skulls- succeed
+1.5: Do other magic related stuff with Ark/Akuma- succeed
Total Competence: 8/10 (can be trusted to house sit for a week without issue)
Also, just for fun:
The Fourteenth/Nea D. Campbell
+1.5: Kill Noah- mostly succeeded and damaged memories so kudos to him
+1.5: Restrict Ark- succeeded
-0.5: Kill Earl- failed
+1.0: Reincarnate- succeed
-1.5: Kill Johnny- failed
-1.0: Trick Kanda- failed
-1.0: Trick Link- failed
-0.5: Kill Earl (Part 2 Electric Boogaloo)- failed
+0.5: Reveal past to Earl- sorta? He certainly monologued but who knows if the Earl was all there
-1.0: Take over Allen completely- failed
Total Competence: 4/10
So... all in all (excluding Nea from calculations):
Mightra: 8/10
Road: 7.5/10
Cheryl: 7/10
Mercym: 6.5/10
Feedler: 5.5/10
Jasdevi: 5.5/10
Lulu Bell: 4.5/10
Tryde: 4/10
Wisely: 4/10
Skinn: 2.5/10
Tyki: -3.5/10
With the average competency of the Noah being around 4.68/10 and the median being 5.5/10.
I would also like to take the time to point out just how incompetent Tyki is compared to his fellow Noah:
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Tyki is literally graphed as a fucking outlier and even without the 4.0 points he lost because of the Arc Ark, he would still be at a 0.5/10, still the lowest of all the Noah. In fact, if we were to take this data and assume that the Noah are a representative sample for all of humanity, he would have be in the bottom 0.6% for competency (using Z-score to determine this.)
Without Tyki, the Noah's competency would be up to 5.5/10, which I feel like is great evidence of the fact that Tyki is so goddamn stupid and his real Noah ability is the power to lower the intelligence/competence of everyone around him. Why did Wisely lose competence after Alma arc? Because he had to be around Tyki all the time. Why did Jasdevi gain competence? Because they started being babysat by Mercym and Tryde instead of Tyki. They purposely left Tyki to watch over the Earl because they thought there was no way he could mess up watching over their delusional grandfather while the twins/Mercym/Sheryl caught Apocryphos and he still did. Honestly maybe if the Noah want the Order to lose they should just sneak Tyki into the organization and let him just lower the competence of everyone there so the organization eventually collapses in on itself and combusts.
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white-shadow25 · 3 years
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Moments: We need to talk
Tyki Mikk x Fem! Reader
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"[Name]," Tyki called from the door, "come outside with me for a second."
"What? Why?" [Name] lowered the book and looked at the threshold. The boys had just finished their day.
"We need to talk."
The teen looked at the blond child lying on her lap.
"Did he just say 'we need to talk'?"
Eeez nodded slowly, staring at Tyki as he left while Frank and Momo get in the small place that the five of them shared.
"Do you think he noticed?" She murmured.
"[Name], we all noticed."
"Crap…"
Eez moved so she could get up. "Luck."
[Name] ruffled his hair and left the room.
«'We need to talk', he can't say that. In fact, no one should be able to say that».
Tyki was sitting on the porch steps with a cigarette in hand. "Oh, [Name], come here." He patted the place in the ground next to him.
The teen listened and sat. Both staring straight ahead, avoiding each other as much as they could.
"May I ask what's going on or...?"
"Do you like me?"
[Name] choked on air. «That escalated fast».
"Pardon me?"
Tyki shrugged. "Momo said I should talk about it with you."
«Traitor».
"It's not for nothing, but where did you get...?" Tyki looked into her eyes. Deep gentle brown eyes sparkling in concern took her breath away.
[Name] gasped and her heart began to pound inside her chest.
"[Name]..."
She hid her face between her knees, not wanting to hear it.
"Look, you're amazing, seriously-"
"Not!" [Name] hastened to cover his mouth. "I don't wanna hear it," she murmured. "Also, you can't reject me if I haven't even confessed. What kind of idiot does that?"
Tyki gently removed her hands from his face. Without releasing the grip, he rubbed the back of her hands affectionately.
«Fraternal…»
"[Name]"
"No, no. Don't say a word.” She moved as far from him as the stairs allowed. "I'm not admitting anything ... But if I was, I wouldn't say so. I'm not that stupid, you know?"
"I know. Pretty sure you're the smart one here," he acknowledged. "I just think avoiding the topic will bring problems in the long run."
"But-"
"If I promise you that's not going to happen, can we end the conversation here?"
Tyki sighed. "No."
"Good. Kid, listen-"
"Hush," [Name] rolled her eyes annoyed. "You know that I love you, right?"
She just nodded, not even looking at him.
She bit her tongue and said, in a weak voice and almost like a prayer, "Please… I really don't want to."
Tyki's heart stopped. He didn't like seeing her this vulnerable. But he liked less knowing that he was the one making her feel vulnerable.
"I'm sorry."
She looked at him. Any effect that the rejection may have created was hidden behind a mask of annoyance.
"Well, don't," she said insulted. "You don't like me, I know. That's why I didn't say anything. That's why I wasn't going to say anything. Never. Ever," she explained. "You don't like me, and that's fine. It's always been fine. I know that I'm younger, and I know that circumstances may have pushed you to love me, maybe, as a sister. And that's okay."
Tyki looked at her. The obsessive way she rubbed her hands, her sorrowful frown, and her empty eyes anchored on the floor. "I'm fine with that, you know? As long as I can stay with you like now, I really don't care."
Tyki sighed, dragged her to sat close to him, and place an arm around her shoulders. "You’re quite mature for your age, ya know?” He ruffled her hair. "Are you sure you'll be fine, young lady?"
[Name] raised an eyebrow in disbelief. Pressing her hands to her cheeks, she spoke. "Oh well, I don't know! I've been rejected," she sang dramatically. "I don't think I'll survive this experience." She lay down on the ground. "I'm devastated."
Tyki rolled his eyes. "Right."
"Ask a shitty question, get a shitty answer."
"I can't argue against that logic." He smiled.
"Well, no," she answered obviously. "Hey," the teen let herself fall against his shoulder, "you've broken my heart, now take charge and buy me an ice cream."
Tyki pursed his lips into a fine line and nodded.
"It seems fair, but you're going to have to come with me. And bring Eeez."
"Really?" [Name] stood up excited "I was just kidding, but if you insist…"
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dgmagines · 5 years
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Can I plz ask for a cheating scenario for Tyki mikk thanks!
wHOOPS- Min got a bit carried away with this but I hope you enjoy non! owo and thank you for sending this in!!
Time of event note : Sometime after Hallow ended because at that point, Tyki hasn’t returned to his travelling family even once. s/o got a new job as a server for events when they moved places and still lives with the others just because.
Another day, another party.
Tyki snuffed out the cigarette in his hands, throwing the cancer stick over the balcony as he stuffed his hands inside his pants’ pocket, walking back into the suffocating atmosphere of the party. His eyes lazily roamed the crowd of nobles – men and women all dressed in various colours and various styles of clothing, the jewels and ornaments hanging from their person sparkling brilliantly under the fluorescent lights.
A vain attempt to impress someone really.
He smiles as he passes a group of women, all looking to be around his age; they swooned, some waving their hands at him, some fanning themselves and others trying to get his attention. He politely told them he had somewhere to be, reaching out with one of his hands to brush back a stray lock on one of the women. He smiled, letting his hand part from their skin before he turned away- just barely catching the excited chatter behind him as the gals crowded the poor girl.
His family was known for their status- for their parties and their ties. It wasn’t a wonder that everyone who wanted to be someone wanted to get under their skin and become a part of their family. It was a luxury, or so he had heard one of the mothers gossiped.
He smiles as he spots a familiar face in the crowd; the face of his future beloved. Someone that his older brother, Sheryl, had set him up with. The mother, as excited as she was, wanted her child to be happy so she proposed to the politician that the two should get to know each other first before they set anything in stone.
And that was what Tyki and the noblewoman had done.
They met at every single one of these parties, met outside of these parties, and had even spent the night at each other’s places. To the noblewoman, it was a serious relationship that would one day lead to marriage. To Tyki, it was nothing but good fun.
He wasn’t looking to settle down, oh no, but if he had to do it for his family’s ties then he’d rather have fun with it first.
He called for her, the blonde woman giving him a bright smile when she saw him headed her way. She parted from the banquet table, having been looking at the selection of delicacies set out for the night, and made her way to the love of her life. She was greeted with a kiss to the back of her hand, cheeks blossoming in colour as she was not used to the affectionate ways of the man yet.
“Tyki dearest, I was just about to look for you,” she beamed, ecstasy swimming in her eyes as she looked up to the taller man. Tyki grinned at the nickname, amused at how easy it was for this woman to fall for his charms.
“You seemed rather bored so I wanted to ask you for a dance,” he smiled as she nodded, brilliant blue eyes shining with mirth as she took his outstretched hand. He immediately pulled her close, wrapping an arm around her waist and pressing her figure to his body.
The noble gasped, surprise etched into her features as she looked up at him. The dark-haired man couldn’t help but laugh at her expression, pressing a kiss to her forehead and teasing her about how easy it was to evoke a reaction out of her, causing her lips to form into a pout.
“That wasn’t very kind of you, mister,” she sulked, ducking her head to avoid his gaze. Tyki gazed at the noble gently- no, not at the noble. In his mind’s eye, he was remembering someone else; someone he used to share intimate moments with- all the laughter and the teasing and the silly slow dancing in the middle of the room.
Just as his thoughts started to wonder, he was interrupted by a sudden, loud noise of metal clattering against the tiled floor and of precious china breaking as they hit the ground. The girl in his arms gasped at the intrusive noise, spinning around quickly to see what the cause of the interruption was.
He lifted his head lazily, eyes dragging to where he had heard the noise come from to assess the situation. He was still, afterall, one of the hosts for the night.
His eyes widened when he saw familiar (e/c) eyes staring at him in shock, their hands starting to shake as they realized he was now staring at them. Their muscles seemed to tightened and Tyki could tell they were itching to run- but for some reason, they couldn’t.
They couldn’t move.
The floor manager hurried up to them and grabbed their shoulder, effectively stunning them out of their shock. They ripped their eyes away from a bewildered Tyki – why was he here?? – and they were keen to avoid his eyes, keeping their head turned away as they whispered to their higher-up.
“I’m sorry sir, I really don’t feel well,” they mumbled and, in the deathly quiet room following the noise, they were sure that every single one of the nobles had heard them. Including him. It was starting to become harder and harder for them to control their breathing, the heavy feeling of lead stuck inside their chest making them painfully uncomfortable.
“You look like you’re about to pass out. Go ahead and rest. I’ll get someone to clean this up,” _____ mumbled a small thank you, exhaling a shaky breath when they heard a female voice calling for him. Shaking their head, the (h/c) quickly turned on their heels and headed for the direction of the staff-room- keeping their head down low in hopes of escaping his gaze.
Their fingers clenched tightly against the pendant hanging from their neck, nails digging into the skin of their palm as they hurriedly pushed past bewildered co-workers and irritated chefs. They would have to apologize to them later but for now, they needed to get out of there.
When they passed through the double doors of the hallway leading to the staff room, _______’s legs felt incredibly tired – a numbness flowing through them as their quick pace slowed to a stop. They leaned against the wall of the hallway, throat constricting as tears started to flow freely from their eyes.
Desperately, desperately, they tried to stop the crystalline droplets but when it turned out to be in vain - when the shaking of their shoulders and the pain in their chest became too much - _______ covered their mouth with one of their hands; eyes clenching painfully shut as they prayed that no one would see them this way.
But of course God was mocking them today.
Faintly, they heard rapid footsteps approaching them, terrifying them out of their skin as they scrambled to hide from whoever it was that was headed their way. Just as they struggled to move- to run- a hand grabbed onto their wrist and pulled, effectively stopping them from moving.
“What are you doing here?” The voice was that of a bewildered man, but it was a voice that ______ would recognize from miles away. Shaking their head, they mumbled for the person to “please let me go,” and that he had “the wrong person” – to which the hand on their wrist tightened.
“_______. What the hell are you doing here?” he asked again, voice a bit more forceful now. _____ clenched their hands, balling them into fists in an attempt to stop the visible shaking.
It pained them that they were this weak.
“You,” they spoke slowly, blinking the tears away before lifting their head, not noticing the liquid spilling onto their cheeks and dripping down their face. Tyki was shocked to say the least; in all the years he had been with them, never once had they cried.
“What are you doing here?” they asked him in return, eyes shining with mixed emotions. Their brows furrowed and their lips thinned and Tyki could feel their hand shaking from where he was holding it. He swallowed thickly, words stuck in the back of his throat as they stood there – not saying anything when they used to speak in hushed whispers and stupid laughs.
“I…” He started and then immediately regretted saying anything; what was he supposed to say? That he was actually a nobleman posing as a homeless person just because he thought it would be fun? He shook his head, blinking away the images of his second family that burned at the back of his mind.
“I’m with family,” ______ scoffed, bringing a hand up to their face to aggressively wipe away at their cheeks- wiping any remnants of tears that had already tracked down their face and fell onto the floor.
“And what about us? What about me, huh?” Tyki breathed deeply when their (e/c) eyes glared at him sharply – only to soften moments after, tell-tale signs of deep sadness showing on their features. ______ tilted their head towards the ground, staring at their shoes and momentarily realizing that they were at work.
They needed to end this whole fiasco.
“We waited for you, Tyki,” the (h/c) whispered, barely loud enough for the noble to hear.
“We waited for you- Eeez waited for you,” _____ choked on the emotions they had repressed so long ago, feeling their wrist burn from where their skin made contact with the dark-haired man. They tugged their arm back forcefully, taking a step back as they pulled on the pendant hanging from their neck. The old thing snapped, Tyki’s eyes following the movement in shock and confusion.
“We thought you were dead, you ass!” _____ yelled, their voice bouncing in the empty hallway. In that moment, the thought as to why no one was walking around here when the event was well underway didn’t cross their mind. Instead, their thoughts was clouded with rage and sadness and confusion and hurt all at the same time.
How could he have left them like that?
Did they mean nothing to him? Did the people he call family mean nothing? To him?
And to do what he did with that noblewoman-
God.
They used to do that. Tyki used to do that with them.
And it was all…. A play?
“______. Let me expla-“
“No!” ______ yelled, biting harshly on their lips as they glared at him.
“Up until this morning, I thought you were goddamn dead and now I find you here, in the arms of another woman. Did I not mean anything to you, Tyki?” There was so much venom and poison in the way they pronounced his name that Tyki felt his heart clench, dark eyes trained on their own. He could practically feel the hurt radiating from their person and he didn’t know whether or not he should stay silent or answer the question.
Just as his lips parted to say something, ______ shook their head- looking downwards towards the pendant in their hand. They closed their eyes, heaving a sigh before they lifted their head again, staring at him with unshed tears.
“Goodbye Tyki. Please be well,” Tyki could feel his heart drop as _____ threw the pendant at him – the item dropping to the floor with a clatter- and turned to leave before he could have a chance to stop them again. The noble was shaking – he realized – as he watched his former lover walk away.
When they were gone from his sight, he picked up the pendant by his feet, thumbing the intricate designs carved into the metal surface. Even after his disappearance, they had kept the pendant with them.
His eyes started to burn as tears accumulated in the corners of his eyes. Biting the inside of his cheek, Tyki shook his head and turned on his heel.
In the back of his mind, he knew-
He knew that he had messed up.
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exorcistcupid · 6 years
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Hi!! Good to know your back!! Take it easy always!! I’d like to request a scenario for Tyki with an s/o that’s on a debate team (you do politics and stuff) and she has to always go to tournaments but it’s always stressing her out? How’d he help her out with that? Can it be fluffy please? Thanks ❤️❤️
(LET ME START THIS OFF BY APOLOGIZING FOR TAKING SO LONG TO ANSWER IT ASDFGHJKL– Also I apologize in advance for also not being the most knowledgeable about how one prepares for debates, I only had to do exactly One (1) debate in my lifetime and it wasn’t even that big.)
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Tyki Mikk set his open book face down on his lap, watching you pace back and forth, seemingly arguing with yourself. You had been doing this for upwards of over two hours now, and Tyki was able to let it slide for most of that time. He was, however, beginning to worry about you and your sanity. He opened his mouth to say something just as you began fumbling with your note cards with shaking hands; they fell and scattered across the floor. Tyki snapped his mouth shut and you both stared silently at the mess, before you hiccuped.
Tyki set his book on the table and walked over, crouching down to gather up the cards. Your shaking sobs broke his heart, but he knew you’d be upset if your notes got ruined. He stacked them in a neat pile and set the by his book before returning to you, gently grasping your arms. He led you to the couch and set you down, joining you on the red cushioned furniture. His arms went around you and he held you close, tucking your head under his chin, letting you cry into his shirt. He waited until you had cried for a bit before speaking.
“Love, what’s the matter? What’s troubling you?” He inquired in a soft voice. 
“It’s just that–I’m so stressed, Tyki, about this debate,” you sniffed. “Not just this debate–every debate. It was so fun at first but now it’s just wearing me down. I mean, it can still be fun, but all the pressure of holding your stance on your argument and having good counters to the opposing arguments is just so tiring. Not to mention how often I have to travel! I just, I miss you a lot, but when we get to see each other, I have to practice for another stupid debate.” 
Tyki thought this over a bit, trying to see all sides of this. The most logical solution to him was to just quit, but you were passionate about this. He tilted his head a bit so he could nuzzle his cheek against the top of your head, his hand comfortingly rubbing circles against your back. In response, you leaned more into him, your cries finally calming to silent tears. He glanced down to see you rubbing your eyes with the heel of your hand, trying to dry the tears. He leaned back a bit and took over the job of drying your eyes. 
“Have you considered quitting? I am concerned for your well-being if this is what staying does to you.” You shook your head, leaning into his hands as he cupped your cheeks. 
“I can’t let the team down like that. It’s not all bad, there’s still times where I have fun,” you defended, eyes drifting close as you sighed shakily. 
“Very well,” he relented with a frown; who was he to take away your happiness? “But I have one condition.” You opened your eyes and looked up at him questioningly. “You must not let yourself get to this point. If ever should you feel stressed, you come to me, or call, and let me help. I don’t want you to sacrifice your health for the sake of this. Do we have an agreement?” 
You looked down at your hands in your lap and thought it over, your eyes squinting as if you could read the answer on your hands. Eventually, you nodded, looking back up at him. Tyki smiled softly and leaned forward to kiss your forehead, sealing the deal. 
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white-shadow25 · 5 years
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Can I ask you for the 121 number with Tyki and s / o fem? Please, I need to laugh a little with this bastard xD
I’m so sorry, it took me so long, I really hope this is fine.
So, as you know, English is not my first language, so any mistakes you have noticed, please let me know!
It is the first time I write a scenario in English, and I am somewhat nervous (sorry), so I really hope I have done well.
“You fainted… straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” + Tyki Mikk
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When you opened your eyes you complained weakly about the sudden light.
The day before you had gone out with your friends, taking advantage that Tyki had finally returned, and they came up with the wonderful idea of ​​going to a bar.
Naturally, you didn’t remember anything after the second bottle of vodka.
“Are you okay?”
You blinked a couple of times until you could see normally, finding Tyki sitting in a chair next to your bed, which, in fact, it was not yours, it was his.
“Besides the headache, I’m not so bad. What happened last night?”
Tyki laughed instead, looking at you with a mischievous smile that rarely meant anything good.
“Well, for starters, we discovered that you have a lot of resistance to alcohol, but that you have no idea when to stop drinking.”
“Oh my God … Please tell me I didn’t do anything too stupid.”
He shrugged. “You had a pretty interesting performance, although I think it’s good for you not to remember it.”
You raised an eyebrow with curiosity. “What do you mean?”
“Well … nothing out of the other world, a couple of drunken songs, in fact, Crack and Momo sang a few with you; and a loving declaration that nobody expected.”
Your heart stopped. It's not possible that you did it, is it? You hadn’t confessed your feelings while drunk, did you? Internally you asked yourself what kind of cliché governed your life. You chose to play fool.
“Did I finally tell the bartender how much I love him?”
Tyki smiled, tilting his head to the side. “No, not really.”
“So?”
“You really don’t remember anything?”
You looked at him from the corner of your eye and moved a little, making him a place in the bed to sit next to you.
“I remember fainting while we were leaving the bar, I think.”
“That’s right. You fainted… straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
You put your head on his shoulder looking at him from below, stop breathing when he looked back at you.
“Really? Then what should I do to get your attention?”
Tyki smiled sideways and kissed you. It was a short, but honest kiss.
Your mind went blank while you felt everything spin around you. He took your hand in his and separated.
“You already have it.”
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