@officialbibble pointed out today that just like there are post BIG phannies, there are gonna be post hard launch phannies. this took me OUT. it’s 2 am and i have been thinking about this for the past 12 hours.
I finally read "Mermaid Saga" and now it baffles me even more than a lot of people want Inuyasha to be like 200yo. Rumiko already explicitly wrote a story about how much immortality would suck, especially for lovers, and people still want the loneliest of her characters to only be with his soulmate for like 50 years of eternity. :(
Result. Alastor: only professionalism, strictly business and indifference to all other matters
You used your system to your advantage, shutting down your crush towards Alastor and removing the care and affection you had towards him, as you predicted, the pain and hurt were slowly gone as well
Rage built within Alastor as he noticed your change after the battle. He had welcomed you back along with the other hotel members, everyone but him received your smile and heartfelt thanks, and he got your dull and robotic thanks with a formal bow. He thought of it as a glitch in the system since you did get tinkered as Vaggie told everyone beforehand, in case you acted differently
Your actions and behaviour towards him didn’t change. He thought everyone else was having the same ‘issues’, but when he spied on you, you were acting as caring and chirper as always. It was only with him or at him that you were like a machine, a programmed one
Once he followed you to VoxTech or at least their building and thought Vox was the cause of your weird behaviour. Storming into the room only to find you and Vox conversing over technological advances and you were there to accompany Angel since Val called him in, you didn’t want Angel to be abused, so you went with the addict. Passing the time with a civilised chat with the TV demon
“Well, darling, you could have asked me to accompany you as well so you wouldn’t have to meet with this picture box demon.” Alastor walked over to you, offering his hand so that you’d walk with him, “We can enjoy some nice tea at a cafe down the street while we wait for Angel.”
You got up, but not to take his hand. You bowed and thanked him for the offer. Still, you’d be declining as you wanted to stay in the same building as Angel so you could keep an eye out on Angel and Val in case the Vees tried something
Vox laughed and had some unlucky soul to escort Alastor out since he wasn’t welcomed. That soul took the brunt end of Alastor’s rage the moment they were out of the building
Why was he feeling this? This rage when you were indifferent to him, keeping things professional and strict. It was what he wanted, it was what he got. He didn’t like it one bit. As much as he hated to admit it, he wanted the old you back. The one that smiled at him, the one that would join him in his mischief, the one that he loves
There. He loves you. He admitted it. Was it a weakness? How could it be when it was driving him insane? You were there but not there at the same time. When you are out of his sight, his mind wanders to you. If he took your soul and you still act this way? He’d give it back. If he had killed you? He’d go insane
He needed to correct things. But the problem was. He didn’t know why you were acting the way you were. Who was the one that tinkered with you? Oh. Right. Carmilla
So he went to her to ask what she had done with you. Her stoic and knowing face when Alastor accused her. Her words made the radio static grow. “So you’re the one that broke the poor soul’s heart. Should have guessed, you’re one for heartbreaks, aren’t you, Alastor?”
When did he? He never. He barely gotten a causal conversation with you ever since the battle. How could he be the cause? There was some sort of mistake he wasn’t seeing and you had the answer
“I heard it all. I am a piece of metal that’s only good to you when you have my soul, you want my power at your disposal. Is that not correct?” You stated with a monotonous tone, the head tilt that he’d find cute was now a mocking gesture from you despite the lack of expression and emotion. “I will do as you wish, keep things between us professional and straightforward so that you won’t waste your uncontrollable attention on me.”
Ah, that explains it, you heard his meltdown at the radio tower. That’s why you’ve been avoiding him and giving him the cold shoulders while everyone else was treated the same way as you did before. Alastor gripped onto your arms, holding you still, “I don’t want you to do that. Stop this nonsense immediately.”
“Your emotions are out of sorts, Alastor.” You scanned him, “You need to calm down and think things through lest you regret later on. Unlike you, I can turn off or change my behaviours in the blink of an eye, so I will help you. Starting with my lack of contact with you, you will slowly lose interest in me due to lack of entertainment. So this is advantageous to you.”
“Well, my dear, as I said, turn it back on!” Alastor’s grip tightened when he heard the ridiculous words coming out of your mouth with that baseline tone of yours. “I never asked you for this.”
You blinked as you removed yourself from Alastor’s hold with teleportation. You ‘massaged’ your shoulders and stated, “There is nothing to turn back on when it has been gone for a while. It took some time, but I have removed and cleared all affection and interest towards you on an intimate level.” You showed him your feeling chart on a hologram. The other hotel members’ bars vary, but his. His was non-existent. “Now it is your turn, Alastor. I will help you.”
Your head tilted to the side, bouncing back a bit at the sudden drop, “They say when something is truly lost, one can never get it back again.” Your dull eyes stared into Alastor’s, him frozen like a deer in headlights. “Would you agree, sir Alastor?”
Note: Last one! This isn't meant as a long series, just a long oneshot cut into 3 parts. Haha~
Here to ramble again that black swan is my all time favorite bts song because it’s amazing and super beautiful and I love it so so so so much. Favorite performance, some of my favorite vocals, one of my favorite dances, favorite everything holy fuck.
