kids were roleplaying with minecraft figurines and one of them had their figure go up to the other and say “i’m in love with you” and the other one replied “sword slash to the chest. and you’re on fire”
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3rd anniversary story archive event 𝜗𝜚 cw — awkwardly translated smut, spoilers for alfons' main story.
[CROWN CASTLE - ALFONS' ROOM - NIGHT]
In the midst of the sharp chill of the night air, the touch of each other's bare skin was quite hot; at this rate it felt like we were on the verge of melting.
(This…isn't so bad either.)
If I could melt with Alfons, two becoming one, there would be no way to forget him.
Alfons: …What's gotten you so chipper?
Alfons brushed away my bangs, which had stuck to my forehead from sweat, as he asked.
Alfons: If you can think about other things in the middle of this, you must have quite some energy to spare.
His tone was thorny as he pulled his hips away.
Perhaps out of punishment for my lack of attention, or maybe to rile me up, he continued going in and out at a shallow place.
Kate: Wah…ngh…! Haa…
While taking in a tantalizing pleasure that denied me of my climax, I tried my darndest to come up with an explanation.
Kate: …I was…thinking about tomorrow…
Alfons: Tomorrow— is that it. You mean to say that's such an important matter you would ignore your lover who's right before your eyes?
Alfons: …Think of nothing else but me for now.
[BLACK]
At the same time those whispers, laced with possessiveness, fell upon my ears, he thrust deep inside— and together we indulged in pleasure.
[CROWN CASTLE - ALFONS' ROOM - NIGHT]
After Alfons took me to my climax countless times, he brushed his hand on my head, still steeped in the aftertaste of pleasure, when he suddenly opened his mouth.
Alfons: …So? What is this about tomorrow?
Alfons: What sort of day should we make it? S&M play? Bondage? Edging? Or—
Kate: No, not that! Isn't tomorrow supposed to be the world's final day!?
Alfons: …Ahh, now that you mention it there were such rumors, weren't there. Do you believe that?
Kate: No, not in the slightest. There's not an ounce of credibility in there.
Nobody in Crown seemed to believe in it either, so I thought it was simply a rumor.
Alfons: But, if tomorrow really was the last day on this world…what would you want to do, Kate?
Kate: What I want to do…
(If an unavoidable final day of this world really were to come…)
——Flashback——
[CARRIAGE INTERIOR - NIGHT]
Kate: Your life, my life…I'll make a comedy of everything.
——End flashback——
[CROWN CASTLE - ALFONS' ROOM - NIGHT]
(To make the words of those day a reality…)
(I'd want to spend a day with Alfons so that he can laugh in the end and say, "It was a life like a comedy.")
Kate: …I would want to have a fun day. So that there are no regrets. What about you, Alfons?
Alfons: I was thinking the exact same thing just now.
Alfons: And with that being the case, how about you set out on this "world's final day" setting and find that most fun moment?
Kate: What a wonderful idea! But, one correction.
Kate: It won't be just me, but rather you and I, isn't that right?
I would hate it if I were the only one to reach a happy end.
The stage of a comedy was meant for two.
Alfons: Hehe, of course.
[BLUE SKY - MORNING]
—And then, the next morning came.
We clung to each other in bed, and then I urged Alfons, who seemed less than willing to let go of me, to get up…
And thus started our final day on this world to find the most fun moment.
[PARK NEAR PALACE - DAY]
Alfons led us first to a park near the palace.
The fountain's water quietly resounded, and the sweet fragrance that wafted from the flower bed slowly unraveled the heart.
Kate: What did we come here to do?
Alfons: The one and only you-know-what, of course. (* ^ ω ^)
Alfons pointed at the park's fence. There cloths of various colors were tied around, flowing with the wind.
Kate: This…is a place to write our names as a couple on a cloth to tie, isn't it?
I had heard the tighter the cloth was tied around, the stronger the bond tied between lovers.
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Time and again, I imagined that moment, repeating to myself, "It's too soon for that.”
So….What about now?
[Transitions to Ballroom]
Kate: Will!
Snapped back to reality by the voice calling my name, I saw Kate in my arms, wearing a slightly disgruntled expression.
Kate: What’s wrong? You looked so troubled.
William: I was simply wrestling with a few vexing thoughts about you.
Kate: About me?
I offered only a smile in response to the look on her face that clearly said I want to know, then lifted her by the waist and twirled her around.
Kate: Kyah…pfft… Goodness, Will.
Glancing around, I could feel the curious gazes of the crowd clinging to us.
The throng gathered at the charity ball for the Royal Hospital was not only fascinated by the Earl who briefly made headlines for the murder of Marquis Avarus, and the Tower of London incident.
But also Kate, who was laughing and dancing in his arms.
(Kate is officially known as my partner.)
The lover of the Self-Righteous Monarch, who had sworn to give her life to save mine from a fate of ruin.
Today too, she smiles gleefully at the edge of the abyss.
As for me, who was supposed to meet his destruction without ever forming a loving bond with anyone, I’m reminded of something everyday—
Of the beauty and the terror of the joy of loving one another, which grows with every passing moment.
After the dance ended, something occurred during the buffet party.
Postmaster: Kate…..Is that you?
Kate: …Postmaster? Will, this is postmaster Everly, my former boss.
Everly: M-my apologies, Earl Rex. Please forgive my rudeness in suddenly addressing your partner.
William: Think nothing of it. It’s not as if I’m Kate’s owner.
Kate: It’s been a long time. How have you been?
Everly: Oh, haha...Well, I'm getting by, I suppose.
(Hm, something seems to be troubling him.)
Kate: …..Is something wrong?
Everly: Beg pardon?
Kate: Whenever you look away and stroke your beard like that, it means you’re in a bind. I'm happy to help in anyway I can.
Everly: Haah... Honestly, I sometimes resent Her Majesty for taking you away.
As he explained the situation, it turned out that torrential spring rains had caused landslides, delaying mail coaches from outlying areas.
Deliveries within London were piling up, and to make matters worse, a round of personnel transfers had caused a mass exodus of veteran staff.
Everly: If I could just get someone who knows London as well as you do to help out for even a single day...
Everly: But the sheer volume of work is.….Well, I'll just appreciate the sentiment. Please, forget I said anything.
(…I see.)
I glanced at Kate’s profile. The look of determination I saw there was all the reason I needed to make up my mind.
William: If the volume of mail is the issue, what if I act as a letter carrier for you?
Kate: Come again?!
Everly: L-Lord Rex, I couldn’t possibly ask you to do something like that…!
William: Why not?
William: Delivering people’s feelings is an important work. There’s no need to be modest and call it ‘something like that.’
Kate: ….Will….Delivering the mail!?
Next to the Director, who was blinking in sheer astonishment, Kate’s eyes sparkled with delight.
(......Absolutely adorable.)
(If I get to see that face over and over while making deliveries, that’s reward enough for me.)
True to my desires, my mind had already begun to ponder how I could savor this golden opportunity that had come my way.
(This is an excellent chance. I want to see Kate’s old life with my own eyes too.)
[Transitions to the City of London]
Smiley Woman: Kate, dearest?! Long time, no see!
Smiley Woman: Hold it! Who’s that handsome chap next to you, huh?! Hey, everyone! Kate brought some dreamboat along!
Bellowing Man: She what?! Quick, hold him there. I’m gonna give him a good wallop to see if he’s got any grit!
William: Ahaha, you’re truly loved, aren’t you?
Kate: I’m so sooo sorry!
[Transitions to another Delivery]
Curly-haired Young Man: Miss Kate…?! Wa-Wait for a second….
Curly-haired Young Man: I’d been planning to give this to you if we ever met again.
William: Unfortunately, it seems that accepting gifts from specific clients violates company policy.
Curly-Haired Young Man: Huh? Who’s that?
Kate: My boyfriend! Well then, if you’ll excuse us!
[Transition to Alley]
Kate: That's a huge puddle.….The alley is completely submerged from end to end.
William: What did you used to do in situations like this?
Kate: Unfortunately, it's a dead end up ahead, and there's no way around it.
Kate: It’s a choice between taking a desperate leap, or simply getting my shoes soaked.
Kate: Basically, as long as the mail doesn’t get wet, that’s all that matters.
William: ....I think I understand why you don't break under a little adversity.
William: However, for today….
William: Let us go with a third option.
I shift the mailbag slung over my shoulder to the back and lift Kate up into my arms.
Kate: Will?
William: This way, neither the mail nor you shall get wet.
Kate: You have a point but….
William: In my case, I don’t need to leap. I can just step right over it.
Kate: A-Are you being mean?
William: Not at all? It's just a bit of sophistry to get my own way.
William: ...I just don't want my precious partner to have an unpleasant experience.
Kate: ……
Flustered and at a loss for words, Kate knit her brows in distress, flushing crimson to the tips of her ears.
(She’s so adorable.)
Watching that flustered look on her face has been a hobby of mine for a long time now.
I plant a quick kiss on her lips, and desire begins to seep into the depths of her glistening eyes.
Kate: ….We’re in the middle of a delivery, you know.
William: I am simply a temp acting out of goodwill. It wouldn't hurt to take a break.
As if to tempt her desires, I brought my lips close to hers once more, stopping just short of touching them.
Kate resigned herself to the moment, and wrapped her arms around my neck.
[Transitions To Another Delivery]
And then, just as we were about to deliver the final letter, an incident occurred.
Red-Faced Man: Get the hell outta here!
As soon as he cracked the door open and saw the envelope Kate was holding out, his face flushed vermillion with rage as he bellowed.
Blue-Eyed Woman: Stop it! That letter’s for me!
Red-Faced Man: What good is school for a girl! You’re taking over the family business!!
Blue-Eyed Woman: But I got accepted! So I need to apply for a scholarsh—
Red-Faced Man: SHUT UP!!
A slap across the cheek sent the woman crashing to the floor.
(Ah….)
(So this was your everyday life, back then.)
To deliver people's emotions, she would run all over town, sometimes getting her shoes soaked in muddy water.
In just this one day, I came to understand painfully well just how much she was loved for her work.
And now, I had learned something else, too.
Here is just a glimpse into those days when she was tormented by feelings of helplessness and guilt.
(I wonder what Kate will do now.)
Kate: Um, excuse me.
Her first words came out in a voice that was unexpectedly clear.
Kate: Are you saying you intend to prevent me from delivering this letter to your daughter?
Red-Faced Man: ….Can’t you bloody hear, lady? That’s exactly what I’m sayin’!
Kate: In that case, you would be obstructing the delivery of mail not addressed to yourself.
Kate: That constitutes a criminal offense in violation of the Postal Act.
Red-Faced Man: Hah…?
William: ……..
Kate stared straight at the man.
Deep within her eyes burned a quiet anger and a steely resolve.
Kate: Should I call for the Yard?
Red-Faced Man: T-The bobbies….?!
William: …Pff- Ahaha!
William: I tell you what, I’ll go call for one myself. I'm pretty certain there's a constable on patrol just down the street.
Red-Faced Man: Wait!! Damn it... Hey, don't think I'm letting you off the hook!!
Blue-Eyed Woman: ……[Sniffles]
Kate: Here you go….the letter for you.
The woman, who seemed to have been shoved by her father and tumbled out onto the porch, clutched the envelope to her chest, her eyes brimming with tears.
[Transitions to Tree-Lined Path]
Kate: It’s a good thing we managed to deliver everything in the end.
William: I doubt there are many cases where the handling of mail within a household results in a conviction for violating the Postal Act, though?
Kate: True, buuuut ordinary citizens aren't well-versed in the Postal Law, or its case laws.
Kate: I was so furious…..so I turned that fact to my advantage.
Wearing a mischievous smile, Kate peered proudly into my face.
Kate: I’m perfectly suited for my Self-Righteous Monarch now, aren’t I?
(Indeed.)
William: Yes…Kate.
More today than yesterday; more tomorrow than today.
The love I feel for her is steadily growing within me.
(You, who have become so deeply steeped in this world of darkness….in these days of loving and being loved by me...)
(You are so incredibly precious to me... it’s enough to drive me mad.)
The more we love each other, the more fitting Kate will surely become as the tragic catalyst—my beloved partner—who will bring about the destruction of this Self-Righteous Monarch.
William: As expected of my little robin.
Kate: Hehe, I'm honored by your praise.
Kate giggled happily.
It was as warm as the sunlight filtering through the leaves of the trees.
And I found myself closing my eyes.
I had imagined it countless times.
That moment when her voice, her will, and her life would forever be extinguished.
The immense agony that would overwhelm my heart.
And each time I told myself repeatedly:
It's too soon to despair while embracing her corpse.
(So…what about now?)
(Have I loved you enough to agonise over your loss…?)
Kate: Will!
As I lifted my eyelids at the sound of a voice calling me, sunlight still dappled through the trees.
Kate: We should be heading back soon, or Victor will start to worry.
William: You’re right….
William: Let’s return to where we belong.
The words repeated in my heart will turn into a prayer before long.
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subtle bit of comedy here is Criston and Aemond waiting the 4-6 hours it would take to behead Meleys and slowly parade her around town while Aegon was in the cart behind them in dire need of medical attention. idc if you’re melting bro we have a schedule
Aemond was standing on the ramparts with Alicent watching them come in too which means he looked Criston in the eye said “well, thoughts and prayers” and just went home for dinner
You can make a movie with where the only white character is a man named Ray Cism whose one line of his 16 seconds of screen time is “I seriously hate women and minorities.” and you’ll find fifty bajillion reader x Ray Cism fanfics and renaissance style drawings of him with a halo of golden light
Imagine a reach lord hating valyrians so much he glazes a dornish woman and refers to dornishmen as the in-group. Besides the child abuse and the war mongering and the religious fanaticism and the misogyny and the classism and the hostages and the murder and the public indecency and the occupation and the toxic work environment and the theft Ormund is literally so progressive. woke king. Vote Green No Matter Wheen
Ormund promised to defund the police and, upon finding that they already didn’t have any money, instead defunded them of their internal organs. WHO is doing it like him
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