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You hear him let out a resigned, disdained sigh. “I’m going to count down from five. If you don’t stop on your own accord, I’m going to have to punish you.”
“Oh, right, sure,” you scoff sarcastically, hands still moving haphazardly as if they have consciousness that is not centered in your brain. His punishment (in inverted commas, of course) always turns out to be pleasurable in one way or another, and you’ve experienced quite a lot of them in varied degrees. The man loves you too much to intentionally inflict suffering upon you—and although the initial stages of his “punishments” are usually designed for you to feel frustration and discontentment, in the end you have never walked away unsatisfied.
The nature of his punishment, come to think of it, is a lot like what you’re doing now: bad for you, so bad, but feels so good.
He mutters your name under his breath.
“Five.”
You can’t bring yourself to stop.
“Four.”
He sounds seriously mad—and the way your stomach churns in both mild fear and inappropriate anticipation at the fantasies your own mind conjured of what he’s possibly going to do to you is concerning to say the least.
“Three.”
Okay, now you’re way more anxious than turned-on. Hideyoshi, your usually doting boyfriend, is dead serious about this one. And he’s right. You should probably stop. Ugh, a little bit more, though…
“Two.”
Let’s stop now because any more than this is just going to absolutely ruin you! you hear your superego telling yourself, and frankly that inner voice is right. But somehow you can’t, as if your hands have now truly disattached themselves in favor of servitude to earthly pleasures.
“One…”
Oh gosh he’s really giving you a chance to stop and you should but—
“Zero. Time’s up.”
The next thing you know is that the tingling sensation in your eyes is gone as soon as his own hands come forward to grasp your wrist away from your face rather tightly. It takes two-three blinks for you to adjust your vision, finally focusing on Hideyoshi’s infamous scowl. It’s the same one he wears when he catches Nobunaga sneaking around the kitchen for konpeito, when Masamune runs in the hallways, when he has to bear watching Mitsuhide say something inconspicuous in yet another war council…
So it’s official. You’re getting scolded.
Not your first time, but coming from him, it never fails to make you feel guilty. And not in a manipulative “oh, he’s gaslighting me!” kind of way, because he’s totally right.
“You should not rub your eyes like that.”
You purse your lips. He’s totally right.
“Not to be hypocritical as I have rubbed my own eyes,” he says, hands still holding yours tightly, “but what you did earlier was… a lot. And you rubbed your eyes for a good couple of minutes instead of the normal few seconds!”
“Sorry, I can’t help myself,” you murmur.
He laces his fingers with yours and, with another hand, reaches to touch your face. His thumb strokes gently across the reddish skin around your eyes, careful not to accidentally touch it. Letting out a concerned sigh, he continues.
“You get the urge to rub your eyes because you’re tired, but it won’t do any good. Please stop it.”
“It’s really hard to.” You reply softly, actually feeling bad for being the cause of his concern.
“Which is why I’ll have to implement a new rule starting today.”
“What?”
He pulls you close by your waist, so close that you catch a whiff of his oh-so-comforting scent, and your eyes are forced to close when he presses his lips against your eyelids. Two tender, light kisses that make your heart feel full.
“Whenever you feel the urge to rub your eyes, call me and I’ll give you a kiss.”
“…”
The soft look on his face slowly morphs into that of doubt.
“…Was that not convincing enough?”
“…What if I want to rub my eyes while shopping around town? Do I get the fabric merchant to kiss my eyelids for me?”
“You rascal!” His grip on waist tightens, preventing your escape as he rains swift, torrential kisses on your face whilst ignoring your surprised squeals and the attention it may bring with it. “You know that’s not what I meant!”
i'm going to start posting ring's main story from today.
but i will only say this once:
anyone i catch openly hating on any of the suitors in my comments, reblogs, and askbox will be instantly blocked. this includes wishing death on a suitor. i don't care what you want to say about whoever on your own blog, but keep it out of my posts and OUT OF THE TAGS. the suitor's fans don't need to see your negativity.
@cosmowgyral thank you for dispelling my worries… about translation…
Rio was protecting Belle, and Silvio was protecting both Rio and Belle. And not even from physical danger, but simply from verbal abuse. Subconsciously, we protect only those who are dear to us… I love that Silvio shows so openly that he cares about Rio. Actions speak louder than words.
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"Pirates of the Villains" Collection Event: Ring Schwartz
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Ring: Sorry. I mistook you for someone else and caught the wrong person.
Kate: Soooo… you’re going to let me go now, right…?
Ring: No, this ship is embarking on a long voyage. — I don’t think we’ll be back for the next few months at least.
(What the…!?)
The group of pirates who captured me was called “Vogel”.
I’ve heard rumours about them being a terrifying bunch who claimed to offer “salvation” as they razed entire towns to the ground.
Ring: The Captain gave his approval to let you stay, so we won't be tossing you overboard or anything.
Ring: But if you pose a threat to us in any way, we won’t show you any mercy.
His body was leaned and fairly toned, it reminded me of a predator ready to pounce at any moment.
His sharp gaze made my body freeze in fear.
(They really are dangerous as the rumours say… who knows what they’ll do to me if I rebel against them.)
Kate: Understood. I hope we get along.
— But that first impression didn't last for very long.
…
Ring: It’s time for breakfast, let's go to the dini— WAHH!?
Kate: Ahh— I-I’m so sorry, Ring. I’m in the middle of getting dressed…
Ring: … S-sorry.
(Ring’s ears are bright red…)
(I’ve always thought pirates were crude and aggressive towards women, but he’s not like that at all.)
The sight of him turning his back and waiting for me to be ready had me slightly surprised, and I couldn't help but stare at him.
Ring: I-I’ll get a lock.
Kate: Huh…?
Ring: For your room. I’ll install a door lock…
Ring: I’m fine with this, but… if it were to happen again with the other guys, you’d be in real danger.
(Oh… he’s worried about me.)
Up until now, I’d been treating him like someone who could kill me at any moment.
But that fear instantly melted away when I saw his flushed ears and heard the concern in his voice.
…
Kate: Wow… this is amazing. I’ve never seen such a beautiful sunrise before…
Ring: … I like the view from the bow of the ship too.
Ring: Looking out at the endless sea, it makes me excited for what kinds of sights we’ll see next.
Kate: It really does… I’m starting to feel that way too.
(These past few days, I’ve been so anxious, all I’ve had are nightmares.)
But right now, standing at the bow of the ship feeling the wind against me as we cut through the waves, it felt like the sea breeze was sweeping all that fear and uncertainty away.
Ring: … Do you feel less gloomy now?
Kate: Huh…?
Ring: You haven't been sleeping well in the last few nights, so...
Ring: Ah, but I didn't peek into your room or anything! I swear!
While panicking, Ring leaned in and gently cupped my cheeks.
Ring: Your complexion doesn't look so good… you’ve got eye bags here too.
Kate: R-Ring…
My cheeks grew hot when he softly brushed his thumbs under my eyes.
Ring: But you look much better now. This facial expression suits you more, it’s cute.
Kate: Ring…!
Ring: …Hm?
Kate: Your face… i-it’s too close…
Ring: … Oh, I-I’m so sorry.
The distance between Ring and I was closing up little by little.
But at the end of the day, this was still a pirate ship.
Blood would rain down on the deck whenever they were attacked by another ship.
Sometimes, they were the ones who caused the bloodbath by raiding other ships and destroying towns.
Ring: We’re under attack. Find somewhere to hide and stay put.
And Ring was — always the one standing right in the middle of it all.
…
Ring: … It’s over. They’re all dead.
Whenever Ring returned from those bloody fights, his eyes would look empty.
It hurt to see him like that, and I felt helpless for not being able to do anything about it.
Kate: Ring… are you alright?
Ring: Yeah… I am.
Ring: I’m just glad you’re safe.
The instant the tension left his shoulders, he turned to gaze out at the horizon.
I don't remember when exactly I first noticed it, but Ring’s empty eyes that looked over the sea always seemed to contain the faintest glimmer of hope.
(Ring… I want to see more of that light in your eyes.)
(I want to look at that horizon and dream the same dream of what lies beyond it.)
Kate: Pirates can do as they wish, right? That’s what the books in my room say.
Ring: Is that so…? I’m a pirate, but I’ve never really thought about that.
Kate: If you had the same freedom as the pirates in those stories, what would you wish for?
Ring: I’d—... no, nevermind. Someone like me doesn't deserve to wish for anything.
(There’s still a darkness deep within Ring’s heart I haven't reached yet.)
(Still… I can’t help but hope that somewhere up ahead on this voyage with him, I’ll find something that’s brighter than the sunrise we saw that morning.)
Kate: … Since I’m a part of this pirate crew now, even if it's only temporary, can I still wish for something?
Ring: What’s your wish?
Kate: I… I wish to keep travelling, for a little while longer. With you, Ring.
Ring: …!
While still gazing at the sunset, I gently leaned my head on his shoulder.
Ring froze for a moment… and then he awkwardly nuzzled his cheek against my head.
Ring: … That’s a nice wish.
What lies ahead of us on this voyage?
— Only the horizon shimmering in the distance held that answer.
in light of the ikevamp en eos announcement, i would like to note one thing with regards to cybird's financials. i really do not want to sound like a doomsayer, but in the end, cybird is a business, who is owned by another company who expects their subsidiaries to do well
aeria, cybird's parent company, had a net loss of 739 million yen in 2024. note that aeria has multiple business lines, including an IT services segment and an asset management segment (i.e., they don't only do games). their content division includes not just cybird, but other companies like liber entertainment (a3!, 18trip, etc), among others.
(source: aeria's annual report for 2024)
cybird's net loss for this same period is 45% of the total (333.6 million yen)
(source: cybird's financial statements for 2024)
it costs money to pay localizers, maintain apps, and keep servers up, and more importantly, keep the company afloat. they cannot keep bleeding money forever, especially since aeria is a publicly traded company. yes, it sucks, and it's perfectly valid to feel upset. but just keep in mind the context that the decision is being made in.
"The Faux Vow To The Pure White Bride" Story Event: Premium End
Ring Schwartz
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CW: Violence, Murder, Graphic Content(?)
<< Ring's POV >>
Ring: … You look beautiful. So beautiful, I can’t put it into words.
(You’re standing right in front of me… and I’m looking at you with my own eyes…)
(And yet, I still can’t believe such beauty exists in this world.)
Ring: Can I lift your veil? I want to take a better look at your face.
Kate: G-go ahead…
Her slightly trembling voice touched a soft spot deep within my heart, and I found myself naturally smiling.
(You’re blushing too. I’m relieved it’s just me who’s bright red right now.)
When I lifted the thin veil to the back of her head, her slightly flushed face came into view.
Ring: … I’ve never seen such beauty and radiance in my life.
I genuinely wanted to say more, to praise her beauty with the right words, but somehow I couldn't do it well and that frustrated me.
(Never have I ever, in my entire life, imagined I’d have a wedding.)
(I was stunned when I first received this mission from Dari… but now I’m glad he chose me for it.)
(Because I don’t want anyone else seeing Kate looking this gorgeous.)
(If it were another man standing next to her, I’d be so jealous and bitter… it might tear me apart.)
If the timing were even just a little bit different, it could've been either Dari or Nica standing here by her side.
The mere thought of that brought on a storm of dark emotions I never knew I had, and it made my chest hurt.
John: God has brought the two of you together and blessed you with this joyful moment.
John: In the presence of God, please vow that your love shall be eternal.
Ring: … I vow eternal love to Kate.
Kate: I, too, vow eternal love to Ring.
As we gazed into each other’s eyes after saying our vows— the situation we expected finally came.
John: … Your vows are a lie.
John: You will pay for your sins with your lives. — Now, it is time for the purge.
At the signal of the word “purge”, the people around us shed their masks of gentle smiles and attacked.
Ring: For now, just… close your eyes.
I yanked off the cloth covering the altar and threw it over her head.
The Robin looked truly beautiful in the pure white wedding dress…
Even though I wasn’t her real groom, a feeling that said “I want to protect her” swelled up inside of me.
(I absolutely… don't want to let her witness this bloodbath.)
(Because I don’t want her smile to ever fade.)
Ring: …
Whenever I killed people, I’d always shut my emotions away in a pitch dark box, and move like I was controlling a different version of myself — one that wasn't actually me.
Once I did that, the hand wielding the knife would act on its own.
— Blood spurting from their throats slit open defiled the divine, radiant light pouring in through the stained glass.
However, nothing reflected in my eyes.
All that ran through my mind was how to kill without making a sound.
So that she wouldn't hear the snap of a broken neck.
So that she wouldn’t hear the guttural sounds of agony.
So that she wouldn’t hear the grating death cries.
(This might be the first time I’ve killed while thinking about another person.)
In no time, the people who were once standing around us vanished from my view.
Finally, I drove my blade through John’s throat from behind.
I caught his body as he fell and laid it down in front of the altar.
He stared up at the cross, desperately moving his bloodied lips, and barely muttering through his final breaths.
John: … Hann…ah… I forgive you… for the past… this time… in the afterlife… we’ll be truly in love…
Ring: … If you loved her that much, why didn’t you listen to her?
In the diary we found in the room, John wrote his feelings about Hannah’s pregnancy and suspicions of infidelity.
But there was a possibility that the child she carried was John’s, or that the pregnancy wasn't something she wanted.
(... Just like how we were born into this world “in that way”, Hannah might’ve had her own issues too.)
Couldn't John have extended even the slightest bit of compassion toward Hannah?
I thought that far—, and suddenly, I recalled my feelings when I first saw the robin in her wedding dress.
That ugly, murky, emotion bubbling within me at the thought of someone else standing next to her.
(She’s not an object that belongs to me, and yet the mere thought of that nearly had me swallowed by my jealousy…)
(... I guess I’m in no position to judge him either.)
I let out a self-deprecating sigh as I stood over John’s lifeless body.
…
Afterwards, I brought the robin outside and stayed with her until she calmed down, while staring quietly at the surface of the River Thames.
(... It’s all over now.)
Thinking back to how I acted during the mission filled me with a complicated lingering sense of guilt.
[ Flashback ]
Ring: You’re being so adorable today, Spatzi! Everything about you is seriously so lovely!
I was prepared to follow through with Dari’s orders, and so I tried imitating Nica, but…
Kate: Hmm… that felt a little unnatural, like you were forcing it.
She was trying her best to phrase her words kindly, but it was obvious.
I could clearly tell the robin was being careful with her words, saying things like “unnatural” and “forcing it”.
(Maybe I’m not meant to be able to pull something like that off…)
Earlier on, she told me to “think about things I’d want to do for someone I like”.
(But for someone like me, with zero experience in having crushes, that sort of advice was simply impossible to heed.)
However, there was no time to be standing around sulking, because someone else was approaching us—
I panicked and froze, but she quickly reached out and cupped my face between her palms.
Ring: …
Staff: Fufu, practicing your vows of love?
Kate: Y-yes. We’re very much looking forward to our wedding tomorrow!
(She’s quick-witted and covered for me perfectly, I can’t possibly stay quiet. I have to say something…)
(B-but I already messed up trying to imitate Nica.)
I couldn’t afford to make the same mistake again.
(Think. Don’t imitate anyone, think about what I would say to “someone I like”—...)
The first person to emerge in my mind was— Kate, the woman standing right before my eyes.
(I don't have a woman I love. She’s not someone I’m in love with, and yet…)
(My heart feels lighter whenever I’m with her. She’s taught me various things.)
(At Dari’s orders, I’d kill anyone, her included.)
And yet, whenever I saw that dazzling smile of hers, my heart responded to it by beating faster.
That part wasn't a lie.
Ring: I-I… I’m the luckiest man in the world to marry her!
[ Flashback End ]
(I squeezed every ounce of my feelings into those words. — Although, I still don't know if that was the right thing to do.)
(The hardest part of this mission was pretending to be her fiancé…)
(Dari’s right. Killing does suit me better.)
(But… in that moment, when my eyes met hers in the church, I somehow forgot the role I was supposed to play.)
Ring: If it were possible, I wish we could’ve gone through with the wedding ceremony all the way to the end.
(It was a first-time experience for me… but strangely, it didn't feel unpleasant at all.)
It felt like I discovered a version of myself I didn't even know existed.
(Still, I’m aware of who I really am.)
Ring: Killing people is all I’m good for. No woman will ever love someone like me, who’s always soaked in other people’s blood.
Ring: I’ll never get another chance to have a woman as beautiful as you standing next to me.
Ring: This was my last and only chance… and I let it slip away.
Kate: If you tried, I’m sure you could find another way to live…!
Her words touched the soft part of my heart, and I almost let myself be pulled into that touch, but…
Ring: Haha, you’re probably the only person who’d say such a thing to me.
Ring: But… I’m fine with this way of life.
(I’ll keep working hard and getting stronger, for Nica’s sake.)
However,— I burnt that image of Kate wearing her pure white wedding dress into my memories.
… Just for now, for one fleeting moment, I imagined a different kind of life.
Star Tear Disease. A condition born from unrequited love, where the patient begins to cry colorful tears that twinkle like tiny stars. These tears create a haunting, crystalline cacophony when they hit a solid surface—sometimes unnervingly loud. The disease slowly steals away the victim's sight, causing color blindness and, in rare cases, total loss of vision. It isn't fatal, but it cannot be cured.
You couldn’t help but wonder if you’d cry out all the color in your vision before Itsuomi let Emma into his life.
✦ Pairing: Shin Iryuu x Emma Nakazono
✦ Trigger warnings: Blood, Physical Discomfort
✦ Word Count: 340
✦ AO3 link.
She dyed her hair behind your back.
Cherry used to greet the sunshine through those sleek spruce curtains—vivid, lively, unmistakably hers. You’d always seen it, even through your rose-tinted glasses—the expensive pair she left beside your cap after graduation. Now her curls are dark as the shadows under your eyes, with no mahogany warmth to soften the edges.
It feels treacherous, somehow. A greater betrayal than her unspoken love for Itsuomi. Were your hands not worthy enough to polish her hair anymore?
She’s dulling too. There was a time when her mallow-colored eyes would sparkle at the sight of your best friend, when her rosy lips would curve into that effortless smile you’d memorized in the soft haze of your rooftop conversations. Even when her joy wasn’t for you, it reminded you of why you’d fallen for her in the first place.
But now, when you see her in the mornings, it’s different. Her smile isn’t quite white, but rather colorless; and her pale irises—milky and lifeless—pierce through your chest, a lingering ache that follows you long past dusk. Sometimes, it comes with a creak, faint but insistent: the metallic chime of bells swinging on Itsuomi’s glass door. It’s a shriek, raw and unbearable, that digs itself into your mind and refuses to leave.
She dyed her hair behind your back.
And even when she told you, again and again, that no, you’re the only stylist I trust, you knew better. The bruised violet, dried blood, and stars that rotted to nothingness, scattered across the hardwood floor of your salon were evidence enough.
Your mind begged you to look for beauty—anything to hold onto before it vanished completely. But she wasn’t here anymore. Not really.
Your tears stopped belonging to you a long time ago. They weren’t in the stars, weren’t yours to keep. Instead, Emma gathered them into her hands—delicate, trembling—and passed them to Itsuomi without a word.
She dyed her hair behind your back.
And now you’re wondering if you’re losing your mind.
is it just me who likes introvert × introvert the most? I mean how cute it is to see two introverts slowing overcoming their barriers and falling in love with each other. I bet it's the most beautiful love trope for me. But at the same time, I know introvert × introvert is quite rare as both of them prefer not to approach each other first. But something about it is so beautiful.
PS~ I also love crazy × crazy and yandere × yandere.
wow your post made me feel better, thank you🙂↕ but if we are looking at the main route, mc is really the extrovert type and sometimes I feel not as good as her
but well... after all I still can self-indulge myself and find how introvert!mc will works with licht
Hello, not your mutual but I stumbled on this! 🫂🫂 I think each person has unique qualities others don't have that makes them special, it's like that with you too. Even if Emma/MC is an extrovert, you also have quality that makes you appealing. Cybird/Licht never really claimed that it had to be extroverts, I'm sure if he does fall in love, he doesn't really think about what type does the person has to be — if they're right for him then they're right, and who say you can't be that person? Introverts have good qualities too. Besides I think he appreciates comfy silence too from time to time — speaking as someone who's also an introvert and gets her energy drained quite easily.