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Three sexy stories about our three Richtofens (Primis, Ultimis, Director Eddie) for Valentine's Day
@rageagainstmymachine and I decided to give everyone some special Valentine's Day fics! Make sure to go read hers:
Do You Want A Second Opinion: Three(some) Valentine's Day Special
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Chapter 1: Frohen Valentinstag, Love Primis
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“In Germany, pigs are a popular Valentine's Day gift because they symbolize love, lust, luck, and wealth.”
Tags: Smut, Fluff
Chapter 2: Ultimis and Patient 13225
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“You remind me of Patient 13225...Only you make less noise when I stick things in you..." - Ultimis Richtofen, Kino der Toten
Tags: Capture, Torture, Violence, BDSM
Chapter 3: Director Eddie: Call Girls in Love
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-Call Girls in Love- Overdue as of 10/23/90 $25 MEMBERSHIP SUSPENDED UNTIL LATE FEES PAID IN FULL Cust #: 38920 Name: Edward Richtofen [Fast Forward receipt found in Liberty Falls]
Tags: Phone Sex, Masturbation
More Genshin Impact Headcanons I’ve Been Thinking About Lately: Ayaka x Kokomi Edition
So, after completing Ayaka's story quest, she makes it pretty clear that aside from Thoma and later the traveler, she doesn't have many people she can call a 'friend.' However, at least not on her part, what if this wasn't entirely true? You see, it's often common for people during times of war to send correspondence to one another, whether it be for business purposes or to keep in touch with friends/loved ones. Let me explain.
What if before The Vision Hunt Decree and The Sakoku Decree were issued, Ayaka just happened to run across a certain Divine Priestess while out and about in Inazuma City? Assuming of course that Kokomi has already become a priestess to begin with, at the very least Ayaka should be able to recognize her as someone of importance from Watatsumi Island. However, much like Ayaka herself, a person as important as Kokomi probably doesn't want it shouted from the rooftops she's shopping in the city and was probably hoping for privacy (especially since, much like Ayaka herself, Kokomi seemed to be dressed in a simple yukata that wouldn't otherwise draw attention to herself and that paired excellently with the crisp summer weather), so don't worry Kokomi, Ayaka will just be on her way now... Or at least that's what Ayaka was planning on doing until the pink haired woman called out to her: "Wait! You, um, don't have to leave so soon..."
"That is okay, Sangonomiya-san, you seem to be quite busy, and I do not wish to impose on your personal time or space, so I will be taking my leave now," Ayaka replied politely, a wry smile on her face as she moved to once again walk away; it was already bad enough that she had disturbed the good priestess' outing via an attempt to peak at her rumored beauty, so there was surely no need to further steal away the latter's free time...
And yet, the blue haired woman couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat for a second as the pink haired girl in question gently reached out to grab Ayaka's hand before Ayaka could run away as planned, a small blush gracing the latter's cheeks in turn. "No, wait please, I really meant what I said. You are not inconveniencing me in anyway; rather, if anything, I am actually happy to run into someone today, especially with the weather as nice as it has been. That said, would you care to accompany me to Komore Teahouse for lunch? I was actually waiting here for someone else to meet up with me earlier, but since they never arrived and I am feeling a bit hungry, I would not mind heading there with someone else right now, so long as you are available to accompany me Kamisato-san?" After thinking for a few minutes, Ayaka reluctantly agreed to Kokomi's offer, and from that little lunch affair sparked what would later become the closest thing to friendship Ayaka and Kokomi had both experienced in quite awhile. The closest thing, mind you, if only because of 2 decrees ringing out like death bells that would shortly come into effect one after the other not long after that fateful afternoon when they both ran into each other...
Indeed, with said degrees now law it would be not only unwise to remain on friendly terms in public on account of their 'rival factions,' but would also potentially tarnish their respective reputations/family names to even be seen with one another. As such, at least in the eyes of the two unfortunate women now devastated at the current state of affairs, as far as they were concerned it would truly be an impossible feat to develop the great friendship they otherwise would have had had said decrees never existed. And yet, even with this melancholic way of viewing things, although both were in tears the final day they decided to meet up before exchanging what seemed their final farewells, it wasn't until they were about to part ways from one another's embrace that Kokomi came up with a most excellent idea: what if they continued to keep in touch with each other via written correspondence? After all, they had written letters to each other in the past before, so aside from potential security risks due to the ongoing war, the now new general of the resistance would have no problem making sure her letters reached Ayaka one way or another and all Ayaka would have to do in turn would be to find someone to ship her own letters off to to make sure they reached Kokomi herself!
"Now I admit this plan is not without its flaws," Kokomi finally finished after explaining everything, "but I believe that if the two of us wish to continue our friendship with one another, this may be our last hope. Furthermore, since you have also expressed your own doubts about the direction the Shogun is taking our nation, if anything, I can warn you about anything that may happen from the side of the resistance should you inquire about such information! B-but do not worry, if for even a second I think this will put you and the Yashiro Commission at risk, I will cease contact with you and your clan immediately!" "I see - in that case,," Ayaka had replied softly while wiping away her tears before embracing her dear companion one final time for the foreseeable future, "let us try your idea, Sangonomiya-san."
And so, with their plan in motion, the 2 girls would continue to keep in touch with one another over the course of the war as they so planned, and for a time, things seemed to be running smoothly. Although it was rather risky making sure their letters reached one another, to them such a thing was worth the risk once they split open the wax seals on their respective envelopes: whether the topic at hand be about each other's well being, politics (and shared interest in aiding resistance efforts back on the mainland), or even what one another had had for breakfast that day, every single time regardless how long or short the text penned had been put to paper was like a present. And, with such thoughts in mind, with each subsequent present the more the two women would not only get to know one another on a surface level, but on a more multifaceted level as well.
Indeed, it may be one thing to read of the fears and hopes for the future laid out bare from a stranger's hand, but when reading of such things in regards to someone close to you...it is an entirely different experience to be sure; at night, when both had been made to retire to bed for the evening, their minds chaotic and stirring with the bleakness of things to come the longer the war waged on in Inazuma, it was only after taking pen to paper in response to the other's poured out heart from the previous exchange that they were able to truly feel at ease...
As such, naturally, it was not long before the two - finding comfort in one another in these dark times - began to not only see each other as mere friends to confide in, but perhaps something more...though with the way things were - if things were to ever return to the semblance of normalcy they'd once been - would they have been able to confess in person...? After all, it is one thing to write a letter of sorrow and heartbreak with a small hope for the future, but to commit to a confession for love of the romantic inclination, regardless of the potential joy it may have sparked - should a spark even be conceived - what a monumental task this would be, a task that would be not only heavy, but in the current mater of things...impossible...
As a general of the resistance as well as the Divine Priestess of Watatsumi Island, after all, Kokomi had so many people's hopes and dreams to carry on her back - something her mother had taught her well growing up; "As the ruler is, so shall the people be," was a quote she heard often in life, and under constant scrutiny from the people's eyes always watching her every move, trying to picture her thoughts in real time before she herself could bring them to reality already coupled with the risks she took upon herself for the war effort and to maintain correspondence with Ayaka as is, the very concept of 'love' let alone putting such thoughts out in the open seemed...ludicrous. Yes - ridiculous to even conceive let alone put to paper...and yet, in the late hours of the evening, she'd be lying if the small poems and sweet words written out with a certain blue haired woman in mind did not put her at ease cautious as Kokomi was to admit it...
On the other hand, in regards to Ayaka, then, it should not be a surprise that such ideas surrounding 'love' were met with equal resistance internally. After all, what would become of the Yashiro Commission's good name, all her brother's hard work to build up their current reputation, and the people of Inazuma's loyalty/admiration towards her if such truths were to come to light? No - taking into account how dangerously she was toeing the line in regards to her secret correspondence with the beautiful priestess behind her family's back paired with her secret efforts to oppose the Shogun, Ayaka did not have the luxury to indulgence in such things as 'romance' or 'love' for the foreseeable future (let alone with someone like Kokomi, a controversial and at times loathed figure in the public's eye in the current political climate) - though in times of personal weakness, such notions did little to stop the heartfelt and earnest love letters she penned in secret in the dark of night before burning away the evidence, the ashes in the fireplace a haunting reminder of how close she'd been to throwing her life as she knew it away each morning after...
However, or rather, thankfully as their bottled up emotions continued to choke them with seemingly each passing second they were apart and unable to truly speak their minds on this new development, it was with awe and renewed hope in their hearts that Ayaka and Kokomi seemingly witnessed a miracle one day: the war actually came to an end, and with the degrees lifted, it was almost as if overnight all their problems had seemingly vanished into thin air! In a rare twist of fate, due to the actions of a passing traveler's aid, together with the rest of the resistance's support it was as if in the blink of an eye things were starting to...return to the way they'd been in times of peace...like the traveler in question had flipped some imaginary switch and, without warning, was able to finally usher in a new world of possibility and promise the likes of which Ayaka and Kokomi'd only been able to dream of in times past...
And, in such peace times, without the constant fear of betrayal, death, and disorder around the corner, it was only after about a month since the war had ceased that the two had finally been able to meet face to face in what seemed like a lifetime ago secluded from prying eyes in a location they'd been to several times before the war that, upon separating from one another's embrace - a chaste, but still sweet kiss pressed against their lips - they were able to come to terms with a problem plaguing them both: maybe it wasn't too late for them to reconsider the ideas of 'romance' and love after all - rather, if anything, now was a good a time as any to pioneer into such territory, and so long as they had each other, perhaps the impossible of yesterday had a future for tomorrow...
More Genshin Impact Headcanons I’ve Been Thinking About Lately: Scaramouche x Mona Edition
So for obvious reasons at this point, it should be understood that while Scaramouche - or rather Hat Guy as he prefers to be known nowadays (although Wanderer is also tolerable too) - and Mona may have crossed paths at one point in time, such a meeting does not exist in the mind of the latter. As such, while she may not remember their earlier first encounters, such words and actions are still fresh in the former's mind like they happened yesterday. Perhaps this is why, then, upon seeing the astrologist one sunny afternoon while running an errand for Nahida, the former harbinger turned scholar choose to observe her in front of the restaurant across from the Adventurer's Guild, Lambad's Tavern, while hiding behind a hedge - not because he wanted to spy on her though! He was just curious to see how she was doing since last seeing her what seemed like a lifetime ago, and besides, given the actions he'd taken with Irminsul, it's not as if she'd recognize him or anything...
Right - so watching her drink a coffee, or eating a nice meal was okay because as far as she would be concerned, he was just a stranger - albeit a nosy one. However, such nosiness was not without it's fair share of...well Scaramouche wouldn't exactly call watching the woman eating a 'benefit' to being viewed among the populace as a normal man rather than an enemy, but it certainly was...interesting in it's own right. Since having been taken in by Nahida, and having made an honest 2nd attempt to live life in a way that was on the more normal side since the days he'd lived in Inazuma prior to joining the Fatui, Sacaramouche sometimes...took little things like people not seeing him as an immediate threat and/or a problem for granted nowadays...
As such, whether it was because he was lost in thought that particular day on account of the astrologist's pleasant appearance (not that he'd ever admit to such a thing out loud, mind you) or because he was caught up in his own thoughts via remembering their last encounter prior to the current moment in time, Scaramouche couldn't help the harsh blush that graced his face upon the sound of a familiar voice directed his way - it's tone just as harsh in turn: "Don't you have something better to do with your time?" Crap - so much for trying to remain incognito...
"E - Excuse me?! Who do you think you're talking to, lady? Can't a guy just stand around - I mean, this is a public space, anyone with a brain could understand such a simple concept." Stepping from around his hiding spot like a thief caught red handed, it took a great amount of resolve and strength to remain somewhat composed in front of the woman, his instincts screaming at him to run away and hide being the most annoying bit of it all - after all, Mona compared to himself wasn't exactly a threat let alone a match for his own power - and yet, as she eyed him, such self assurances did little to help him in his current state.
"Yes, I'm well aware this is a public space. However, what I fail to grasp is why some random man who claims to be minding his own business is standing around for almost half an hour looking at me while I eat. Tell me, is this some kind of prank, or do you just enjoy being some kind of creep?" Crossing her arms after ending this sentence, a small smirk crossing her features in the face of seemingly having the high ground in the situation at hand, at the same time Mona couldn't help but feel a bit of pity for the man now blustering in front of her - his face screwed up in a mixture of anger and embarrassment as he tried to argue with her previous statements.
His attire easily betraying him a scholar from the Akademiya, clearly this man was not used to socializing with others, and it was only as he continued to try to debate her as a means of preserving his clearly fragile ego that said pity continued to grow - perhaps he didn't get out much, she mused; however, even with this thought in mind, it did little to shake the unease she had felt while trying to enjoy her meal with an unasked for audience. Had he - like a normal person - simply approached her table and asked to sit with her let alone break bread with her via ordering his own food, she would've liked to believe she'd allow him to do so - and yet, there was something about him that she just couldn't place her finger on...a stray feeling of familiarity as she gazed at his face which had - during her own lost train of thought - transformed into...confusion...?? Huh, why's he so quiet all of a sudden...? "Excuse me, miss - here is your bill for your stay. Please feel free to pay at your leisure and, as always, thank you for continuing to dine with us this evening valued customer." Crap - well, let's see what the damage is...okay so that's around 5,520 Mora* so let's see...oh you've got to be joking... Of course! The ONE time she actually decided to treat herself while running an errand for that old hag and she just HAD to miscalculate how much she'd have left over after eating out: I guess it's time to go find a bench to sleep on for the night...there's no way I can afford this meal and still sleep at the inn for another night until I get back to Mondstadt...and of course, the whole cherry on top of all this is now this jerk's going to think I'm some pompous fool for everything I said towards him while making a fool of my own self...
"Hey, er, you okay there, witch? Your face is as white as paper..." "Huh..? I'm not a - er, well I guess I'm fine - this isn't any of your business, don't worry about it..." "What are you talking...oh wow, let me guess: you can't pay your bill?" Trying hard not to let the small smile show on his face, now it was Scaramouche's turn to enjoy the woman who'd embarrassed him in public moments ago now embarrassed herself in front of him - or at least that's how he tried to frame the current turn of events. However, the more he continued to inspect the face of defeat in front of him, an expression marring the otherwise beautiful woman's features, the harder he found it to be propping up this idea in his head, a small blush now burning his cheeks in turn. Dammit, I'm just gonna pay for her food...she looks so pathetic and sad, I know that Durin and Nahida'd let me have it if I didn't. Besides, maybe this way I can get another chance to talk to her in the future, except this time properly without making a fool of myself...
Mind made up then and there, it was only as he took his wallet out of his pocket to extend the money to the astrologist that he found himself suddenly tense up, a warm, unexpected hand now touching his arm: "Hold on, you're not planning on doing what I think you're doing...are you...? I - I don't need your charity - especially after all the awful words we exchanged. Please...let me handle this..." "With what money? You're clearly lacking the funds needed to pay for your little luncheon, so don't worry about it. You're from Mondstadt, right? I have a - er - friend there - he's family with someone in the Knights, so just consider this thanks for that guy's sake and let's leave it at that." "Hmm...I see...In that case, I appreciate your generosity, stranger. In the future, should our paths cross once more, I hope - perhaps - our second meeting is more civil..." Trailing off with this statement it was only after this exchange and the two had departed ways that a singular thought was shared between them, almost as if they were in tune already: I hope that meeting is soon...that person is too interesting for their own good... And thus here are the seeds sown for a potential friendship; as to whether or not such a relationship develops further beyond though is a question for a different story entirely...
Summary: After waking up one evening (or rather, you think it to be since it’s kind of hard to judge time on Masada’s spaceship and all), in your room, you notice it to be pitch black and thus come to the conclusion that the lightbulb in your room has burned out. So then begins the journey of you trying to track down your boyfriend to find a replacement.
*If you would like to see my notes on this, here’s a link to the AO3 version: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34400566/chapters/204660056
When most people expect to wake up in their bedrooms, unless they had turned off their lights prior to sleep, they aren't worried about being in total darkness. You - an outlier - were not one for total darkness, and as such, were not exactly thrilled waking up to it on an indiscernible day at an equally indiscernible time (living on a spaceship tended to make time irrelevant, you surmised).
Don't panic...what time is it...? My phone...I need to check my phone...
Trying not freak out more so then you already were, you couldn't help the sigh of relief that left you as you gazed at the brick made of plastic and glass in your hand: okay, so it's night - that's good to know.
Turning your phone's flashlight on for aid, you quietly slipped into the slippers you had by your bed and began to carefully make your way to your bedroom door - looks like you needed a new light bulb, and you knew just the man to help you out: your boyfriend, Masada.
Truthfully, if you were being honest with yourself, you had lost track of just how long you'd been in the dreamworld - let alone had known Masada prior to agreeing to stay on his ship as a crew member. However, as far as all that was concerned, you didn't really care.
The man, whose full name was a lot longer than that but who assured you calling him by that moniker was a - okay, was a gentleman through and through, and when compared to any other relationships you had back on Earth (romantic or otherwise), you had no problems committing yourself to the dreamworld whatsoever if it meant spending every day here on Masada's ship.
As such, as you made your way over to where he usually hung around during most hours of the day due in part to the ship's auto piloting system making it to where you two were free to do as you pleased other than general maintenance of the ship most days, you couldn't help the slight frown appearing on your face: he wasn't at his organ...
Okay...relax...I'm sure he's just - busy - with something else...I should see if he left a note...and go from there...
Mind made up on this matter, it was only after a careful inspection of your boyfriend's instrument that you breathed a small sigh of relief.
"There we are! Looks like he's getting ready to make dinner for tonight, I should see if he needs help! Then...I can ask him for a new light for my room..."
Stepping away from the note, you couldn't help the yawn that left your mouth as you made your way to the mess - hall; although he himself did not need to eat in the same way you yourself did being human and all, Masada was always kind enough to make sure the kitchen and pantry were well stocked should you be hungry and - after you had shown him your own cooking skills not long ago - had wanted to try cooking in a similar fashion~ As such, for someone not really one for human food himself, you'd be lying if you said the man wasn't a damn good cook, and with this in mind, you felt a small smile tugging at the corner of your mouth as you walked into the kitchen only to be greeted with the smell of - well - something delicious (even though you couldn't quite place just what the smell was, mind you).
However, while walking into a room full of tasty food may have been a spot of good luck, the smile you had felt come to you near instantly vanished as you unfortunately noticed a striking detail: while there was a plate of food on the dining room table, Masada himself wasn't here...
Wonderful.
Huh...I guess I must've just...missed him...? It's still warm in here...and this food looks fresh so...he can't be that far from here...hopefully? In that case, should I wait and see for him to come back or...did he already have food and is busy somewhere else - wait a minute, is that another note on the counter for me...?
Eyeing the plate full of food one more time before making your way over to the counter in question, you wearily picked up the little sticky note and read it - your boyfriend's soft, kind words easing the nerves you felt the longer you had yet to see him after waking up the way you had earlier:
Hello darling, I hope you enjoy your meal! I found a new recipe in that cookbook you gave me for my birthday not too long ago, and thought it'd be fun to have you try it since I don't recall you mentioning trying such a dish back in your own world. Unfortunately, I can't dine with you this evening - there's been quite a few outages across different levels of the ship, and although I thought it to be an electrical problem at first, it seems I just need to replace a few light bulbs here and there. As such, after you're done with your meal, if you would like to help me re - light the ship as it were, I would welcome your company! Otherwise, please feel free to turn in for the evening and I will take care of the matters at hand - as always, darling, you have my heart - Seccom Masada♡
"Cool…so in that case, I should check the ship's directory out and I can...find him that way? I know he told me if we have power outages in places that...the little lights representing the rooms will turn black...if there's a problem so, after dinner, I'll see if I can spot him…? It shouldn’t be too bad…I mean it’s not like I’ll be in total darkness for very long, alone that is…although it's a shame I can't eat with him though...he looks like he outdid himself tonight..."
“Hello, Masada! Are you nearby? Well, guess that’s another location I can cross off the list, I suppose…still…there aren’t that many places left on the map where he could be…” trailing off to yourself as you marked off the place in question on the map you had pulled up on the tablet in your hand (a tool you’d been given by Masada himself which, in addition to displaying a map of the ship in its entirety also had other functions like submitting reports about broken or missing items, letting Masada know if he needed to order something important that was out of stock, letting the both of you know if there was a problem with the ship’s navigation, etc.), you couldn’t help the small sigh that left you as you toggled a different location to start investigating.
To be fair on Masada’s part, you knew he could be quite the busy man some days, so you weren’t necessarily upset because – technically the captain of the ship – you knew he was just doing his job trying to make sure it ran smoothly/was safe for the both of you.
Indeed, to think he was unavailable when he was clearly doing what was necessary was childish on your part…
…and yet…
Having not seen him all day…after waking up the way you had…childish though you were willing to admit…hurt your heart nonetheless if not because of the feelings of isolation and loneliness creeping in, than because you really just – wanted to see your boyfriend…
…so he could comfort you…tell you everything would be okay…and most importantly…that maybe you were brave for even trying to find him after having to deal with a personal fear of yours…as soon as you had woken up…
It honestly sucked being an adult and still being afraid of the dark – to a near crippling degree nonetheless; back on Earth, despite being well into your 20s, you were unable to fall asleep unless you had some kind of light or noise to keep you company (something several people were more than happy to let you have it over) and you felt so much shame and personal disgust over it that, upon meeting Masada, you just…had never bothered to mention it…
After all, why would you? It had never exactly been a hot topic of conversation – that being what both of you feared the most, mind you – and with your own bedroom away from him, you had always simply left your lights on when falling asleep until last year when you’d found a dreamworld equivalent of what many to think a television to be and put in your bedroom to fall asleep to while you and Masada had been exploring a planet you didn’t remember the name of at the moment. This coupled with the fact that, in the entirety of your stay on Masada’s ship you’d yet to experience a blackout (one of your worst nightmares to deal with – ESPECIALLY if you just so happened to be alone), let alone a power outage made it to where you never felt the need to disclose…such a personal problem…
However, now currently wondering the recesses of the ship (some of which you’d yet to see on your own before let alone without Masada by your side, and which you were gambling with due to, as Masada himself had mentioned, being out of power) looking for your lover, you couldn’t help silently praying that he’d appear to you like the angel you knew him to be…
Masada…where are you…? It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have slept in so late but…he told me after last night when I had helped him clean the common room that…it’d be okay to sleep in if I wanted to and if any work needed…to be done that he’d handle it…I just…I want to see him so badly…I feel so silly for getting worked up over nothing but…I just want to hug him and see his face…I swear I can’t believe I’m letting this crap get to me after all this time…I seriously need to grow up…I mean what if he found me like acting like this – wondering around while trying not to cry just because it’s a little dark…I’m so pathetic…
Wiping away a small tear you felt fall against your cheek as you stewed in your own thoughts with your right hand, you tried to remain calm as you marked off yet another place on your map where you’d yet to encounter your boyfriend.
At this point, you were starting to think that – since the map had a slight delay and didn’t 100% update in real time – given there were only 4 spots left on the ship after you’d finished eating that had needed maintenance via light bulb replacement, Masada may have already done all there was that needed to be done and had turned in for the night. In that case then, as you noted one last location in need of assistance on the map, going there may have just been a waste of time…
…and yet, even as this idea occurred to you while making your way to the location in question…it was still worth a try if not to see this whole thing through to the end…
Besides, the last location isn’t too far from here…I can just walk over there and…if it’s all lit up like it’s supposed to be…then I’ll have my answer…
“Masada…? Masada…are you there…?” Your voice having grown much quieter than when you’d originally started your journey, you tried to keep it from trembling as you hugged the tablet in your hands to your chest, turning the corner only to come to a complete stop.
I swear I’ve never been so happy to see the dark! But…will the tablet be enough to light my way and…more importantly…can I actually go through with walking down the hall to find him…? I know he’s got lights on him…so I just need to go in there for a few minutes and then…I won’t be alone anymore but…but…
Legs shaking as you stared ahead of you, horror clear as day on your face, you tried not to sob as you clutched the device in your hands against your chest tighter – could you actually go through with walking in the dark alone, the only potential saving grace in this scenario being that you’d potentially meet up with your beloved…?
If it meant facing a fear, he’d do the same for me, so I can do the same for him…
Mind made up, then, it was with a heavy heart and tears pricking the corners of your eyes that – after taking a deep breath – you pressed forward, the soft LED light of your tablet lighting the way: don’t worry Masada, I’m here to help you…
Moving slowly, you carefully observed your surroundings and took note that this area was close to the navigation room, meaning that the hallway wasn’t too long and if Masada was nearby that you’d hopefully be seeing him soon enough. As such, with this idea giving you hope, you tried to keep your voice even as you called out to your boyfriend for what seemed the 100th time tonight: “M – Masada…? Masada…can you hear me…?”
“Darling, I was hoping to see you! Did you enjoy your…dinner…are you alright, my dear?”
“…Masada…Masada I’m so, so happy…to see you…” Well aware of the tears now flowing down your cheeks, it mattered little to you in that moment as you felt the warm embrace of your beloved engulfing your person.
“…so…yeah…I guess that’s the crux of it…pretty sad, right…? I mean, I’m an adult now…I shouldn’t need a damn night light…just to go to sleep let alone freak…when it’s just a tiny bit dark…I understand if you want to laugh…”
“My dear, you know this isn’t as bad as you believe, surely? We all have our own weaknesses and strengths that make us who we are, and if I had known of this particular fear of yours, you know I’d never made it to where you need put yourself in such an unbearable situation…I wish you told me prior I – I just feel so awful – ”
“Are you kidding me? This isn’t your fault, I – I know I should’ve – could’ve told you about my fear of the dark long ago but…like I said before…I’ve always had this fear ever since I was a child and was hoping I could outgrow it by now…If anyone should feel bad it’s me for making YOU feel bad by crying like a big baby in front of you…seeing you so upset because of me made me feel horrible…” voice trembling towards the end of your sentence, you couldn’t help the blush on your cheeks as you hid your head in your lover’s chest out of embarrassment.
It had been about an hour since you and Masada had left the area by the navigation room, the area shinning like the sun thanks to your efforts via replacing the light bulbs there, and it was only as the two of you now sat cuddling in the common room that you finally found yourself at peace since waking up seemingly ages ago. Having finally confided in your boyfriend one of your most embarrassing and personal secrets like you should have long ago, it was only as you felt him place a soft kiss to the top of your head that you finally pulled away from his chest to look him in the eyes, your own still red from having cried while confessing to something you’d thought you’d always have to hide from him least he think less of you.
“My darling…you know I love you so, do you not?”
“Of course I do…Masada…I love you too…”
“Since it’s so late, provided of course you’d be open to the suggestion, when you’re ready to retire for the evening, would you like to retire to my bedroom instead of your own? I know we replaced the light bulb in your room, but I have a, er, ‘TV’ in my room as well – if you want, you can sleep together by my side, and we can watch anything you so wish.”
“I – Are you sure, Masada? I don’t, um, want to bother you while you’re trying to rest…I know you had a long day already and I woke up so late…I’m sure you probably want to go to bed soon I – I’ll just stay up ‘till I’m tired and then go to bed later…you don’t need to go through the trouble…”
“Nonsense! If anything, if you retire with me to my room, we can both stay up together until you’re tired before going to sleep! Please do not forget, I need not rest as much you yourself, so if you prefer, I can stay awake with you as long as you need, my dear. Even if we are not watching the ‘TV,’ we can read, or I can play music for you, or even go to the observation deck and look at the stars together! So long as I am by your side, I promise regardless of the reason, no time I spend with you will ever be wasted.”
“I – Masada…thank you…in that case…so long as you don’t mind…I’ll listen to the organ for a little while and then…we can go to sleep…”
“Wonderful~ In that case, let us be on our way, and if you change your mind at any time, we can do something else, okay?”
“That sounds great to me, lead the way…” Laughing a little at your boyfriend’s exaggerated showmanship – knowing full well he was trying to cheer you up – you felt nothing but love and adoration as you felt him wrap his arm around your waist before leading you to his music room.
While there was still so much to learn about and fear in the dreamworld, you knew you had truly found happiness in the presence of the man next to you, and that was something you knew you’d always know to be one the few truths of this world…
Dark Might really should've played the fact that his voice sounds pretty much identical to All Might's more to his advantage, like misleading the hero students and pro heroes with conflicting instructions (his quirk did allow him to hack the national broadcasting, so disrupting the intercoms the heroes use should be viable as well). He could've lured the civilians into a false sense of security and into compliance. He also could've done some peak ASMR-
