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TTIGRIAS Incorrect quotes#28 Tempests's wackus bunkus

When Rimuru and The Others are on their way kill the Falmuth army...

Rimuru*With you in his arms looking at the camp the king is*What do you think Wackus Bunkus?~

Y/n*Smilling innocently at him eyes look down at the human men*

◉ ̫ ◉...Kill them

Rimuru: *surprised gasps and tickles your chin, smirks down at the soon-to-be offerings* oh! You naughty Wackus Bankus!~

TTIGRIAS Incorrect Quotes#28 Tempests's Wackus Bunkus

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ciellolove

8 months ago

Sirens

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ciellolove

2 months ago

Imagine MC just... really dense. Even worse, than in canon. U ask them what others see u as n they reply "Solomons replacement" which makes sense right? Now ask them how they see others "friends at best, coworkers at worst" n that MC does love devils. Even equally. But completely refuse to ask outright bc "that would be rude" and why? "Idk, they never asked so i never think about it"

MC u fucked them "Yes, but like,,, it wasnt bc of love, barely an attraction honestly. Usually just to keep me alive" MC who fucked u up like that? "Mixed signals"

Sure, most devils don't shy from saying these damn words(i luv u), but do they mean them tho? "Nah, u just miss Solomon, ill tell him u said hi, so dw bout it, I'll send him best wishes." Sure we fucked, but will all my affections be read as sexual? Will my hugs be read as invitation for more? Am I more than my body? Is there really anything but my body? No, there is not, u may proceed.

"Maybe they wanted to know more about you?"

"..." hmmm -> devils like Solomon -> I am Solomons descendant-> they got me here bc im Solomons descendant -> bc devils miss Solomon-> they know he can possess my body -> they wanted to ask if I could ask him to possess my body. Right, the conclusion. "Nah, Solomon isnt around, he cant possess me right now."

"????"

"Idk either man, people just think he can do it whenever. Crazy, i know."

What self? Oh right, self that died before my time! Mhm mhm, that self! Of course. Ah, no sadly no self before my time. Sad I know.

Yes, devils may think MC reciprocated, n they sure do, but they also think that they're not allowed to reciprocate bc it feels like devils feelings aren't for them, ya know? Like yes you love me and my body. But is it love towards me or who my soul once was? I'll take the love and give it back, but I feel like shit over it.

"So... i know we love each other, but just to make sure, bc i know youre dense. What are we?"

??????->devils need me bc of Solomons contracts -> love here is purely sexual -> all affection/love is sexual in nature in hell -> hes asking me about contracts n when we gonna break it. "Open ur mouth and we'll see."

Like there is logic behind their thoughts, but it's so convoluted it's easier to just ignore it n see all relationships as purely transactional and or platonic at best. Just helping a pal not to die, like blood transfusion but with energy ya know?

Devil confessed liking MC -> I'm loved -> I want to reciprocate -> friendly kiss on a cheek or forehead or hand or anywhere really -> devil get aroused -> oh fuck not again! -> it's sexual again, goddammit

MC who sees devils as parrots so they aren't allowed to touch like 90% of their bodies unless they want devils to misinterpret them. It's annoying but at some point they finally find a safe way to show affection and its all good now. Unless devils find out humans show affection differently and now MC has to survive devils misinterpreted views again.

"Pls i just figured out how to keep my interactions platonic/non sexual, dont ruin it for me" N devil just wanted to hug them bc ya know, it's non sexual show of affection in all realms n specifically humans. N now MC on the other side of the stick.

This stick of misinterpretation that let's MC keep everyone at arms length bc they really don't like sex or at least not all the time, and now devils try to move closer? Fuck no, I'm out.

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ciellolove

1 year ago

I love all the work in this fandom, but this... Broke my heart ಥ⁠_⁠ಥ

LOVER, YOU SHOULD'VE COME OVER. ✦˚˳⊹ RAYNE AMES

you confess your love to rayne and you don't regret doing so. ever. angst | inspired by this song | short drabble i wrote instead of resting.

you’re ready for anything that comes your way. well, you like to tell that to yourself before you dive headfirst into anything reckless. and confessing to your crush, rayne ames, wouldn’t be any different to how you approach things, even if the affirmation is a lie. you fake it 'til you make it, you suppose.

what prompted you to pour your honest feelings for him, you are not sure. but there’s something in the way he always checks up on you through short greetings before your class starts. his random questions regarding your activity after, if you’re free, or if you’re going out, only for him to give you a warning of the slightest danger that you know you could ward off so easily.

but even then, he didn’t have to do all that, with the nature of his divine visionary work, you honestly don’t expect anything from him. you’re happy to just simply sit still, to quiet your thoughts when he’s near you, to smile him across the halls in simple acknowledgment.

to let him know that you exist, admiring and supporting him, was enough.

was enough.

you couldn’t just sit still after he gave you a gift for no particular reason when he just got off from his mission and god so help you if you were seeing things because he’s awful at hiding his miniscule smile (or that he never intended to hide it in the first place) as he withdraws from you.

and when you open the box to be met with a limited edition merch you once complained to him of not having your hands on it—mind you, that was only a trivial musing you briefly mentioned eons ago— your mind won’t let you sleep until you finally sealed it.

there was no way he’d do all that without an intention. he’s not that kind of person that you’ve come to hold dear.

but what other option do you have in order to prove yourself wrong, other than directly addressing the source?

yeah, maybe you’re just confirming your point. maybe you’re ready to find out the truth, maybe you’re not.

you stand, knees wobbling, though rayne doesn’t seem to notice it. his golden eyes fixed on yours, an unreadable expression—like always— stuck to his face.

you don’t expect anything, truly you don’t, but just this once in your life — you want to see things go right this time.

it doesn’t.

you don’t know where you stand with rayne at this point, maybe you’re just someone he knows, maybe you’re just a junior he’s grown fond with, like his brother, or maybe you’re not any of that — does it matter now?

(does he even think of you the way you think of him?)

(his bow, blocking whichever expression he was wearing, wasn't enough for you to draw any conclusion. the last thing you'll probably ever hear from him is his apology, his rejection ever so quiet, softening the blow. he'll never get to see how pained you are, how much you cried through closed doors, and you like to keep it that way.)

somewhere in the middle of a war between life and death, caught up in the eclipse set up by innocent zero, destruction and debris soon fall before you as you try to save another person. your head is pounding, your vision grown muzzy. a giant suddenly kicks you against brick walls until you pierce through it, and events leading after that is unrevealed to you as you lose consciousness. as death wins before life can claim you back.

you don't regret your life that much. you've let rayne know there was someone out there who watched him grow beyond limits, who loved him as he is.

his warm, tiny smile lulls you to your eternal sleep. soft, peaceful, and quiet. you leave the world in a silent goodbye.

"..."

"their body brutally experienced several traumatic injuries, the collapse was too deep. we found them after several days, and their face was muddled so we couldn't determine their identi—"

"i'll take it from here." the coldness upon rayne's order bled through one of the investigators. he sees the merch cling to your pocket like a lucky charm, and he doesn't need proof that it's you because other than his brother, you value him more than he values himself.

he waits for prying eyes to eventually leave before he hangs his head low, he drapes your figure over a blanket. away from which the world shall never inflict pain to you ever again.

away from him, from the shattered heart that he caused.

"i'm sorry." it means nothing. his actions had done nothing for his apology to hold any weight. this is the second time he had hurt you, and from the looks of it, had cost your life instead of protecting it. protecting you.

"i'm sorry." his voice starts breaking. because i didn't want to reject you. i had to.

"i'm sorry." because i failed you.

"i'm sorry." because i loved you in the wrong way.

"i'm sorry." because i should've loved you how you deserved to be loved.

"i'm sorry." because i love you, and i never told you.

teardrops stain the blanket as quiet sobs fill the empty room. you never got to understand that when he bowed to you the first time, his lips were swollen from biting down hard, and his expression were morphed with regret. now, he looks as if he's a mourning lover deserted in his own world.