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But Master Richter, that doesnāt make any senseā¦ You didnāt care when you met him. Is it all that bad that he looks human now?
Itās not bad, most would just think him strange for speaking to a half-elf. You should know that by now, Aqua.
ā¦I know that. Youāre too kind to kill someone just to get something, butā¦
I donāt think people know Emilās age. He has one of thoseā¦ what do humans call them? AĀ ābaby faceā? You should just go talk to him.
*sighs* Aqua, I cannot do that. ...Heās human.
halfelvenresearcher -Ā
You were staring at him again. Itās a lot easier to just go up and talk to him, you know.
I was not staring at anyone. We are both well aware that, in the case that I wished to speak with someone, I would do so.
But you never talk to him when sheāsĀ around. Why else would I have to send in Pontus every time?
But you knowā¦ most people would find a grown man staring at a younger boy concerning.
Believe it or not, I donāt wantĀ to kill her. I just want that damn core.
. . .Heās only two years my younger, Aqua.
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You were staring at him again. Itās a lot easier to just go up and talk to him, you know.
I was not staring at anyone. We are both well aware that, in the case that I wished to speak with someone, I would do so.
Master Richter has been gone for a while nowā¦ He said he was going to talk to Emil at the inn, but that was before the sun started to set.
ā¦I donāt think theyāre just talking.
*disapproving look* Aqua, what did I tell you about starting rumors?
M-Master Richter! Youāre backā¦! Iā¦
ā¦itās not a rumour if itās the truth. Youāve been gone almost all day.
I donāt recall giving a time for which Iād be back.
Master Richter has been gone for a while nowā¦ He said he was going to talk to Emil at the inn, but that was before the sun started to set.
ā¦I donāt think theyāre just talking.
*disapproving look* Aqua, what did I tell you about starting rumors?
Yandere Sentence Memes (Part 2)
"Are you going to beg?"
"That was not aĀ suggestionā¦ā
"Canāt you see Iām only trying to protect you?"
"There, that should keep you quiet."
"If I canāt have you, no one can."
"If I see you talking to anyone else, Iāll kill them."
"Youāre soĀ lovelyĀ with that terrified expressionā¦ā
"Why do you look so scared? I only wanted to playā¦
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a note was left on his desk, it read " dear Richter I know it's been ages since we last talked but, I feel myself fading so I wanted to say good bye , by the time you see this I will probably already be gone , so I want to thank you for the time we had my friend, and wish you and Aster the best of luck with each other. sincerely Guy Cecil."
Staring down at the note, confusion nudged him to read it completely. He knew the name it the face instantly came to mind, though why the blond felt the need to send him something like this was puzzling. It wasn't as though he had been all too friendly with the swordsman after all. Though it was a fairly....kind gesture from the other. Gloved hand folded the paper, tucking it away into his pocket.Ā Farewell, Cecil.
*happy pokes*
"..........What?"
halfelvenresearcher
Master Richter~ā¤ Youāre back!
*nods* Indeed.
Imagine Person A found a cat and brought it home. Person B is reluctant to keep it but lets A take care of it. (Optional additional C immediately falls in love with the cat). At first there are strict rules for where the cat can and canāt go, be, do, sleep on, sit on, and so forth. For the first few weeks, A makes sure kitty adheres to the guidelines, using the litter box, staying off the bed, etc. After a month, they sort of get lax with the rules, and usually remember while theyāre out and canāt do anything about it. They keep expecting to come home to find that B threw kitty out.
B comes around to the little furry guy after weeks. Rules about where the cat can and canāt go are relaxed as time goes on. A smiles quietly to themself every time they catch B sitting with the cat next to them or even on their lap. A just wishes B (& C) wouldnāt feed it so much, itās gaining a lot of weight.
Early one morning B wakes up and goes to make coffee, and in the corner they find a much slimmer cat, attached by the teats to six slightly damp newborn kittens. Your OTP/3 are now kitten aunts/uncles/[insert gender-neutral term, there doesnāt appear to be one in English]. Congratulations.
Tugged by a Red String [Emil || Richter]
It almost felt surreal as the sudden tug brought Emil to his feet. His eyes remained wide and frozen, staring at the red-head before him as if the other were something heād never quite seen properly before. The sudden excitement budding in his chest was threatening to burst out, because suddenly Richter wasĀ here andĀ alive and very muchĀ not sealed away somewhere far away where he could never see him againā¦
"R-Richterā¦?" The name sounded almost foreign, one he hadnāt used in years, he hadnāt dared allow himself to. Marta had said something about it just being taboo, something that would only make him more miserable every time he said it. He hadnāt really understood why that was, but the subject of Richter had always proved to be a depressing one. After all, who wouldnāt be sad if they were told they couldnāt see someone theyād so greatly admired?Ā Butā¦ He was supposed to be with Ratatosk right? I-I mean, not that Iām not happy to see him. Iām really happy. Butā¦ Does that mean something happened? Did we mess it up?
Just what was going onā¦?
That voice...it was the same as he remembered. This had to be a dream. He had to have been lied to and this was not the surface. A part of Richter was convinced that he was still within the confines of the ginnungagap. His grip on the younger's hand didn't loosen even as they both were back on their feet. The part of him deep down would not let go.
"You...are Emil, yes?" If this truly is the blond that Richter thought it to be...it was incredible that Emil would be there let alone on his own. Where was Marta or Tenebrae? While his reaction was certainly a rare case of uncertainty, he wasn't about to jump to conclusions. This had already happened to him once before after all.
(Emil) sleep
Sleep ā Iāll write a drabble of my character snuggling in bed with yours.
Check Your Clock
stutteringsoul:
It was certain he was your soulmate, but the time kept ticking. The clock looked like it had years on it instead of the seconds, and it was given to you all too quickly. The boy died in your arms, the one you were so sure that you were meant to be with. Anger consumed with rage as swords and axes moved to decimate the one who caused you so much harm, but that didnāt work out either. What was it? As you stared down at a dead face, your clock ticked on, his dimmed ā¦ Just move on for now.
Youād know when you were there.
The next time, you were certain youād found him again. But that wasnāt the case at all! A stuttering blond, a kind smile, sweet words, soft, unsure, it was everything you hated but you couldnāt hate him. So certain this was right- you looked at your own wrist several times along this adventure, but the time tick-tick-tick-ticked on. When were you going to find him, then? Or was it now just ticking down to your death when your soul would meet the one whom he had left.
Yet, as time went on, the stuttering boy grew closer and closer despite your desire to stay away. What could you do? You felt torn, distinctly torn in each direction but that clock was still ticking and you didnāt know what to do. You tore at your hair, glasses got broken on more than one occasion, only to be replaced carefully with a reprimand from a companion who traveled with you who you wished would be quiet for once.
The days passed into weeks and those weeks months when you learned of things you would have never expected, never thought, never desired and now you feel even more ripped into shreds on the inside. What were you to think when you could never be sure of your love again ā¦ never again ā¦
The boy left you, that sweet stuttering smile and he left you. Bot herĀ andĀ you.
The days dragged on now and youāre alone. Still searching, now wondering once again if this was just a count-down to your death when your soulmates arms would wrap around and take you with him. Though, as the time ticked down closer and closer, you knew it wasnāt your death, but confusion certainly did strikeā
Two blond sets of hair stood out in the distance. Their clocks, you see them, see the timer striking down on theirs as well and look down.Ā
00:00:03
You donāt have time, you have to be the oneā But you arenāt. Green eyes turn and both sets land on him. The clock sets at zero and you donāt know whether to scream, to cry, to yell, because you know. The pair ran forward, both sets of arms entangling about his waist as a smile stretched between both lips.
The cooky scientist and the stuttering spirit. Both were there, andĀ both looked up at you. āTimes up.ā And your legs give, arms slowly moving to take ahold of both. Pull them close. Heād never heard of two soul mates before, but ā¦ There was always a chance for something new.
In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they'll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.
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