Biscuitboy

Digimon Cybersleuth OST - Prelude to a Bloody Battle

Persona 3 portable OST - Wiping all out

Yuu Yuu Hakushou - Unbalance na Kiss wo shite (Yuusuke ver.)

Kagamine Rin - Sigh

Motely Crue - Livewire

WeiB Kreuz - Moonflower

Shinji Kakijima - Memory

Hiroshi Okamoto as Oda Nobuyuki - Kibou no Hikari

Ghost in the Shell 2 - River of Crystals

ZZ Top - Rough Boy

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This is an interesting one! So far Cracker is suspicious of her but is slowly growing to trust her. Given the sheer uniqueness of Cereus appearance and how easy it is to think her hybrid for might just be her normal form due to her being in it constantly, I can see Big Mom trying to arrange them to marry. Big Mom does like to collect oddities and if she ever found out what Cereus really was... oh boy.

I love their dynamic too! Yukina is very good for Cracker. I think she helps him a lot to think more independently. Which is both a good and bad thing for a Charlotte child. Big Mom has a lot of control over her kids and seems to almost punish free thinking. Evidence in Smoothie. If you see how much she doesn't act or asks for approval before doing something.

ruined by fear

you live on the edge of your seat, but it is not a good thing. youre constantly looking over your shoulder, unsure of what will hurt you next. you have been hurt so much, but you refuse to adapt to your pain. instead, you avoid what you cannot control. you are so afraid of making a mistake, of being brought closer to your doom. but, despite this, you cannot articulate what you fear. you are just afraid. only afraid. and you will be afraid until you are brought to what you fear.

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The sweet commander had been very patient with his fiancé. He even asked Mama to let Lyra have a few weeks before they tied the knot. Which was an unusual request, Big Mom liked to rush right to the wedding and the promise of Wedding Cake, but she granted his request this time.

It wasn't that he didn't like Lyra, she just felt unhappy somehow to him. Cracker aimed to make his future wife happy who ever she was. And while she wasn't a sobbing mess or anything, something had just struck him sad about her. Perhaps it was loneliness or not feeling like she belonged.

The purple haired man wanted to at least make her feel more at home before the wedding day. That said, he had tried to show her the positive to life in Totand, from making her some of the best foods (both sweets and not), to sword practice with his biscuit soldiers. He was running out of time and Lyra didn't seem any happier to him.

He watched her now, seemingly asleep in the guest room bed with a mildly frustrated frown. Cracker reached out and gently stroke her long soft locks as he watched her sleep a bit longer. Gently kneeling down to kiss her forehead before leaving the room he muttered more to himself. "I will find a way to make you happy."

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Two months and 3 weeks. That was how long he had been on the run. Never in all his years did he ever expect to disobey Mama, to run away from home. It hurt him to do it and he knew he hurt her too, but it hurt more to not follow his heart.

For a long time he hated Lola, didn't understand her and how she could just leave and hurt their Mother like she had. Then Chiffon and Praline turned on them too. And when Yukina left, he finally understood how powerful love could be. It could drive you to do things you normally never would. That said he found an unexpected ally in Pudding who help him and his sisters escape.

He'd seen how Mama blamed Chiffon for Lola's actions, no way could he leave his sisters to that fate. Luckily neither needed much convincing to come with him when he told them he was going after her.

One thing that the Charlottes were good at were gathering information, so tracking Yukina hadn't been too hard. It was mostly catching up to her, which gave Cracker a lot of time to consider what he was going to say or do once he found her.

The former sweet commander must have had a million things he wanted to say. Well, more like a million ways to say the same thing. In the end when he found himself there standing face to face with the blond, all words failed as he scooped her into his arms. His towering height lifting her off the ground as his lips joined hers, saying what his voice failed to in that moment.

When their lips parted a low husky breath escaped him with the words.