Another Perspective

Another perspective

Episode four

"Text: regular talking

'Text': regular thinking

"Text": Saiki talking telepathically

'Text': Saiki thinking

ATTENTION! You might want to rewatch episode four of The Disastrous Life of Saiki K before reading to fully understand the events.

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Summary: Episode 4 in L/N Y/N's perspective.

“To Mister Kusuo Saiki,

I am someone who knows you have psychic powers, but don’t worry. I intend to tell no one about you. I am writing this letter because I want to tell you that I am not your enemy and that I want to be your apprentice. To tell you the truth I also have unique abilities, it is because of those abilities that I came to know about you master.” -Y/N read to Saiki

“He’s already calling me master?” Saiki said confused. “Odd right?” Y/N agreed.

“I’ll come to greet you in person sometime soon.

-sincerely your faithful servant.”

“He’s gone from apprentice to servant. But the real news is there is another psychic out there.”

“I wonder what they’re like,” Y/N mused.

“I should figure out what he’s like before he shows up.” Saiki was clearly worried about this. “Let’s just stop for a moment, I’m sure he’s not too bad Kusuo. How about I go get some coffee jelly and all will be right again, how does that sound?” Y/N said trying to distract Saiki.

“Well sure. But I’m still going to use psychometry to figure this guy out first.” “Fine fine. I’ll be right back-” Y/N started to walk down the stairs but was interrupted by the door bell.

“Wow! Your house is really normal!” The new guy spoke to Saiki.

“This is too soon” both Saiki and Y/N thought.

“Ah sorry. Where are my mannors? My name is Reita Toritsuka. And it’s a pleasure to meet you master!”

‘Am I just gonna be ignored again, guess his manners don’t go very far.’ Y/N thought less than impressed.

“Let’s see, I’m 16 years old… Ah! But you know all that because you can read my mind.” Toritsuka continued.

“Anyway, feels like I know you! I’ve heard so much about you from people! Well from dead people, did I forget to mention that part.” He said bashfuly.

“See! I told you ghosts were real!” Y/N hit Saiki lightly as they teased.

“You can’t see spirits master?” Toritsuka asked.

“Not unless you’re one,” Saiki replied coldly.

“Oh good for you. I see about 15 right now.”

“Really? That sounds like a lot. What, are they having a party?”

“Nothing draws a crowd of spirits like a psychic. Their curious! There’s an old lady hanging out up in that corner there. And right next to you is a guy bouncing his bare butt. But forget about that! The reason I’m here is I want to be your apprentice!”

“Wait he’s doing what with his butt now?”

“Ya I feel weirded out, I’m leaving,” Y/N said walking around Toritsuka on the floor. ‘Oh no you’re not.’ Saiki communicated to Y/N before his bedroom door slammed on its own. Y/N just excepted their fate and started to lean on the side of Saiki’s chair.

“Don’t worry it’s totally harmless,” Toritsuka reassured. “Harms my peace of mind.”

“Oh looks like he’s gone now,” ‘Nope he’s rubbing his butt on his face’ Since Saiki made it so they could also hear Toritsuka’s thoughts, they didn’t know whether to snort at Saiki’s misfortune or move away from him.

“You know I hear your thoughts right?” “I’m sorry but I don’t really have any control over these guys,” Toritsuka admitted.

“You’re a psychic medium, can’t you just “begone!” or something?” Saiki replied unimpressed. “That, or can’t you just tell them to act respectfully is someone else’s home?” Y/N asked equally unimpressed.

“Ya well my abilities are pretty much limited to seeing ghosts. And talking to them.”

‘Ya! And why don’t you talk to them now?! Is he really that unconvincing?’ Y/N thought annoyed at being continuously ignored.

“I’ve had this gift since birth, when I was born into a temple.”

‘From birth? We’re the same in that manner’ Saiki thought.

“When I was little, I couldn’t tell the difference between people and ghosts. Then my beloved grandma told be, spirits can’t take on physical forms so that’s a good way to identify them. I was so relieved, I went to give her a hug, and that’s when I discovered… grandma was a ghost.”

“That’s dark,” Saiki replied.

“Ya, I was pretty bummed, but then grandpa came to cheer me up, except he was a ghost too. After that I started hugging people at random. A lot of people thought I was being creepy and gross, but really I-I was just trying to make sure they were alive.”

“That sketchy grin says otherwise,” “Agreed” Y/N said.

“When it comes to powers I really drew the short end of the stick, it’s more of a burden than a gift with no upsides.”

“That’s not true. By communicating with the dead, think of all the people you’d could bring closure to.” Saiki said, trying to be helpful.

“Ya but is there any way I can get rich off of it?” Toritsuka asked a little vindicated.

“Oh dear” “Ah, Gotcha.” Y/N and Saiki replied.

“When I heard about you from my ghost friends, I knew I had to meet you. He said there was a guy with all kinds of powers like telepathy, x-ray vision, teleportation, clairvoyance, and psychokinesis.”

“But you still cared more about the lady’s bath didn’t you,” Saiki frowned looking back on Toritsuka’s memory.

“Please Saiki, make me your apprentice and teach me your me how to do all of your tricks, I’m begging you!”

“Even if I could teach you these abilities, you’d just use them to do gross stuff right?”

“Look, I’m not gonna lie to you because I respect you and also because you can read my mind and would know that I was lying. To be honest, I mostly just want to see through girl’s clothes and predict lottery numbers. Tell me is that so wrong?!”

“That was too honest,” “I mean maybe but I kinda respect that,” Y/N thought allowed, still a bit grossed out.

“I think clairvoyance could help me with peeping too. Plus I want to lift girl’s skirts with psychokinesis and teleportation…..” Toritsuka’s words faded out ask Saiki started to talk to Y/N

‘But these powers don’t work how they think. People’s voices flood into your head constantly. You see through things too well and can’t touch anything without gloves on.’

“You have no idea how hard it is. Being a psychic is suffering.” Saiki stated harshly.

“Uh! Guess I should be going now!”

“Don’t tell anyone about this okay?”

“But can I come and see you again?”

“Just get out of here alread-” Saiki paused while grabbing Toritsuka, his face then fell in shock.

“Uh master? Master? Is something wrong?”

“Well, I guess we’re both suffering.”

After Toritsuka left Saiki had to ask Y/N a question.

“Can I sleep over at your house tonight?,” Saiki asked still shaken up.

“Sure, whatever you want. I don’t mind preparing dinner for another person, let’s go.” Y/N replied placing a comforting hand on Saiki’s back.

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“Did you hear about the cool new transfer student from the class next door?” “Really?”

“Oo could you tell me about your guardian spirit is like?” “She looks like a noblewoman. And she’s stunningly beautiful, just like you are,” “oh stop it!” “Do me next!”

“Uh, Master!” Toritsuka lifted his head up at the noise and saw Saiki at the door.

‘Could this be anymore cliché?’ Saiki thought annoyed. ‘I hope not,’ Y/N replied. Saiki then grabbed Toritsuka and brought him to the bathroom.

“Hey. Change schools.” Saiki said harshly.

“Hold on a sec! Chill out. Why are you so upset? Didn’t I tell you I’ll be transferring to your school?” Toritsuka sounded scared.

“No.”

“I assumed you’d know, with you being a psychic,”

“Wrong.”

“Oh I get it. Are you worried I’m gonna tell people about your powers master?”

“First, quit calling me master.”

“I won’t tell anyone, I swear.”

CRASH. Then Y/N could hear the toilet flushing.

‘Don’t worry, I could barely hear you from beyond the door,’ Y/N thought while walking beside Saiki ‘Good.’ Saiki replied.

“I feel like a kid who just got beaten up by the school bully on his first day. You know I don’t get why you’d rather hide your powers. If you showed off what you can do you’d get so much attention.”

“Ya that’s where it goes wrong, Kusuo gets enough of dealing with people just from me.” Y/N commented.

“I guess it’s kinda creepy to know someone’s peaking into your brain. Wait hold on. Forget brains, you can peak at other body parts too right? Wow. So that means you can see all the girls naked anytime that you want. Go my god! Oh?” Toritsuka then made a shocked blushing face as Teruhashi passed by.

“Wow. Who’s that beautiful angel that just glided past us?”

“That’s Teruhashi. She just walked by you for no reason whatsoever. You should thank her.” Saiki said a little amused.

“Did you see all the nooks and crannies on her body?! Come on give me some details here!”

“Please don’t be weird.” “Gross, man” Y/N and Saiki replied.

“Look there he is!” A group of girls then surrounded Toritsuka.

“You see guardian spirits right?” “Tell me about mine!” “Well Saiki, I guess just can make do with this.”

“Ladies ladies, I’ll get to all of you! One at a time!”

“Hey, so what is a guardian spirit?”

“Just like it sounds, a spirit that always watches over and protects you.”

“Cool! So can you tell me who mine is?”

“Your spirit, is a samurai! Who looks like he can really keep you safe.” “Wow!”

“Yours is a fancy lady from Europe or somewhere else with lots of blond people.” “Really?”

“Me next! Do me!” “Yours is, ah! Um, he’s like a bard maybe? Could be from France.” Toritsuka couldn’t hide his off put face. “Oh my!” “He might be in his mid-twenties. Has long hair, and he’s really handsome.” He was clearly terrible at lying.

“Hey! Tell me about mine” “ya, me too,” “no me first!” A group of boys asked Toritsuka.

“Alright ladies, who else wants to talk to me?”

“Hey what about us?!” Y/N doesn’t blame the guys for being curious, they were curious about theirs too but didn’t really want it ask.

“Uh let’s see now. Old dude, old hag, old hag, really old hag. Now yours is!”

“At least pretend to care!” Takahashi exclaimed.

“Ah!” “Have him check yours Hairo.” “No, I don’t have to.” “Oh man, your guardian spirit’s incredible. He’s an intensely passionate man. He plays tennis. He’s got boundless energy! I think that maybe his name is!”

“He’s not dead yet.” Saiki interjected.

“Guardian spirit? Sounds dumb. But still. Supposed it’d be rude not to hear you out. So tell me about mine or whatever, don’t care.”

‘He totally cares.’

“Your guardian spirit… oh wow, it’s kind of abnormal.”

‘Huh?! What does that mean? Is it some sort of demon? Or monster? Or dark spirit?’ “So what is it not that I care-”

“A chihuahua.” Toritsuka said bluntly.

“Chihuahua?! How dare he insult me like that! This guy’s a fraud!”

“Hey now what’s going on here a festival?”

“Now here’s someone abnormal.”

“New guy says he can see guardian spirits, but he lies!” Kaido said, still hurt.

“Oh cool! What’s that?”

“Now now, no pushing. Just wait your turn.”

“Hey! What’s my guardian spirit?”

‘Nendo’s guardian? Now that I’m curious about’ ‘same here’ Y/N thought.

“Okay, let’s see. Your is a politician” “what really?”

“Oh denied,” Saiki said and Y/N chuckled.

“Gotta say, I’m really happy I transferred to this school.” “Hey what’s my guardian spirit?” “I can already tell that I’m gonna have an awesome time here.” “What’s my guardian spirit?”

“Say Saiki, wanna hear about your guardian spirit Saiki?” “What’s my guardian spirit?”

“Me? I couldn’t care less, but tell him what his is because he’s getting really annoying.” “What’s my guardian spirit?” Nendo continued to whisper ask.

“AH JUST SHUT UP! I’VE TOLD YOU NOT TO FOLLOW ME AROUND EVERYWHERE, I HATE YOU!”

“Woah, what got into you?” Toritsuka then suddenly hit Nendo with his bag. Perplexed when it hit Nendo, he grabbed his face.

“WHAT YOUR NOT A GHOST?!”

“HAHHAHAHAHHA” Y/N burst out laughing, clutching their sides at Toritsuka’s amazement.

“You really didn’t know?”

“But all this time he’s bene following us, you’ve never once acknowledged his presence, I thought you couldn’t see him!!!”

“Hey what was that all about?!”

“No way! ITS TRUE I SEE AN OLD HAG BEHIND HIM!”

“So it’s true, he really can’t tell the difference between the living and the dead. Psychic mediums sure have it rough,” Saiki commented.

“Hey Saiki theirs something I’ve got to show you. But you’ll have to touch me using your psychometry power, okay? I think when you see this, you’ll understand why I was so confused before.”

“Ooo touch me too, I wanna see!” Saiki then put his hand on Toritsuka’s shoulder and Y/N touched the back of Saiki’s hand.

“Is that?”

“Allow me to introduce my guardian spirit.” It just so happened to be Nendo’s dad…

“I’m sorry, you really do have it rough.”

“Now that’s some misfortune…” Y/N said while snickering.

“Why did you touch Saiki? Couldn’t you see my guardian spirit anyway?” Toritsuka asked Y/N.

“Huh? No, why do you say that?” Y/N asked confused.

“Hold on…” Toritsuka then put a hand on Y/N’s shoulder.

“You’re real?!”

“Uh, ya? They’ve been here the whole time…”

“I genuinely thought they were your guardian spirit.” Toritsuka said to Saiki a little embarrassed.

“Well isn’t that quaint. Just think about that Kusuo, me watching over you your whole life. Not to far off from the truth now is it,” Y/N beamed. Saiki took a moment to think about this but didn’t respond.

“Sorry again about ignoring you…” Toritsuka said meekly.

“Oh don’t worry about it. You’ve provided me with some good entertainment today, just don’t keep doing it alright?” Y/N reached out their hand to shake Toritsuka’s.

“Sure” he smiled back.

“But quick question… are you a boy or a girl?”

Y/N chose to not let that get to them and just laughed.

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Y/N was watching as a girl was carrying a heavy box, they were waiting until she would either trip or have to take a break. Obviously they would have helped if she tripped but they had to get their entertainment from somewhere right?

However, just as the girl tripped, Hairo caught her.

“Woah. You okay? This is heavy, where you taking it?” “The teacher’s lounge.”

“But! First I want you to bring it this far. We can only get stronger by pushing past our own limits! Come on! Great job, don’t give up, keep going you can do it!”

“Good hustle” he replied when the girl gave him the box.

“Now it’s time to push myself. I’m gonna carry it the rest of the way while doing bunny hops!”

“Oh! Hairo’s hoping like a bunny” “we should hop along with him!” “We don’t have stuff to carry but we can pretend!” “Ya!”

“AAAAAA, IM COMING FOR YA TEACHERS LOUNGE!” Hairo screamed.

“Is all that really necessary? I know the last time I was near Hairo I found it entertaining but this is a little much” Y/N said to Saiki.

“As hard as he is on others, he’s harder on himself. I don’t hate him as a person, but the two of us probably wouldn’t mix very well.” Saiki commented back.

“Hey Saiki, L/N! Did you know that scientists say that the average person sweats about 300mls every night while they’re sleeping?”

“You’re telling me why?” ‘Why is this thought relevant’ Saiki replied and Y/N thought.

“Well the school’s sports day is coming up and I’m working on building the entry gate for it right now. Kudo was supposed to be helping but then he when and came down with a cold. Really it’s almost done, all we have to do is connect the arch to the pedestals. So if you would just give me a hand…” Hairo paused as he opened the door and saw that the arch was destroyed.

“PEDESTAL?! YOU WERE STANDING JUST FINE YESTERDAY! HEY! COME ON GET UP!”

“Pep-talks don’t work on pedestals. By the way, this is more than we can fix ourselves so I’m gonna go now” Saiki commented at Hairo’s hysteria. Y/N also tried to follow Saiki out of the room before Hairo spoke to them again.

“Saiki we can do this! If we work fast we’ll finish before the last train leaves!”

‘Give me a break’ Saiki thought.

“Oh I can’t stay. It’s my turn to make dinner for my family so I really should head home… I’m sorry I couldn’t stay Hairo.” Y/N only lied a little to Hairo, in truth they knew that sports day was a month away so they didn’t want to waste time helping Hairo.

“Oh! That’s fine I guess, you can help us with something else another day!” Hairo said back a little disappointed.

“You got it!” Y/N gave Hairo a smile and a thumbs up, then left Kusuo and Hairo to deal with the arch way.

Once Saiki was done with helping Hairo he stopped by Y/N’s house before going home.

“Oh hey Kusuo! I’m sorry it took so long…” Y/N said feeling a little guilty for leaving him.

“Ya him and me don’t mix. I’m gonna raid your fridge for sweets in exchange for you ditching me and leaving me alone with him.” Saiki said while walking to the kitchen.

“What?! Oh, fine. I guess that’s fair,” Y/N sighed.

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Y/N was reading on their sofa for most of the day. Their parents were at coworkers wedding so they left Y/N home alone. The day was leisurely and calm, maybe a little hot but that was nothing a fan couldn’t fix. Y/N briefly saw Nendo from outside their window headed to Saiki’s house but they didn’t worry about it and continued doing their thing.

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“What Minako dumped you?!” “Hey keep it down”

“So you’re signal again?” “Welcome back!”

Y/N could not help but over hear conversations about breakups and love life’s being on the rocks. And they noticed that the way Yumehara was starring Kusuo that her relationship probably wasn’t going well either…. that or she was a cheater, probably not best to think your classmate is like that but at least it’s an interesting dynamic.

“So this guy’s Takeru?” Saiki said while spying on the guy. “I guess so, he seems rather normal, he’s got friends and such… I don’t understand why Yumehara would-”

“Ah!” “Are you okay?” Takeru’s jaw got dislocated while he was laughing.

“Ya, I’m fine, my jaw just got dislocated sorry.” “No we’re sorry for making you laugh…”

“That really is a buzzkill.” Saiki said. “Sure, but I’m sure there is something about him that could keep Yumehara tied to him, right?” Y/N responded worriedly.

“Oh hey Takeru, how’s everything been going with your girlfriend lately?” “Great!”

“Nope. Wrong answer.” ‘Oh dear’ Y/N thought exasperated.

“He thinks this is going great?” Saiki asked generally while spying on Yumehara and Takeru.

“I mean if he’s that oblivious then maybe there’s no helping them. If you really wanna try to keep them together, give it a shot. Just tell me what happens later, I’ll have coffee jelly waiting at my house for you. See ya Kusuo,” Y/N could already tell that it was helpless but they also knew Saiki would tell them everything he tried to do to keep them together later.

In Y/N’s book if Kusuo failed at keeping them together, they would still get the story and they would be there to comfort Kusuo with coffee jelly later. A win, win really. So Y/N walked home alone and waited for Kusuo to come home and spill the beans about Yumehara and Takeru’s relationship.

Just before dinner Saiki finally showed up at the L/N residence.

“So? How’d it go?” Y/N asked. Saiki didn’t respond, he just sat next to Y/N on the couch and collapsed onto their shoulder.

“That bad huh?” Y/N asked while starting to play with the hairs on the back of Kusuo’s neck.

“Her like-ability scare for him was up to 95. She could have married him! But as soon as they went to Okonomiyaki for dinner she saw all the things that she hated about him. His like-ability shot down to 0 in an instant.” Kusuo complained as he got more comfortable leaning onto Y/N.

“Ouch. Well, how about you stay the night so we can watch movies and eat all the coffee jelly we want to take your mind off of things?” Y/N asked Kusuo as they started to massage his scalp.

“Sure. I’ll go grab the coffee jelly and you can pick the movie.” Saiki said while getting up.

“How about you go change out of your uniform first? It’s not really made to be relaxed in,” Y/N joked.

“Fine. But I’m taking one of my hoodies that your stole from me.” Saiki joked back.

“Alright, I’ll be waiting here,” Y/N said and smiled warmly as Saiki went up the stairs.

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Next episode

Nicknames

Overlord Husk X bartender reader

One quirk about Husk that was easy to pick up on was that he almost never called anyone by their names. Name from earth, name gained in hell, it didn’t matter, he didn’t use it. Husk was in the habit of using nicknames for most people, especially with the souls he owned.

Some were okay nicknames others were deceptive or plainly rude. No one had a say in what he called you. He normally would call his workers something plain until he could come up with an “appropriate” name. A few of the best ones being Pumpkin, the hell hound bouncer who smashed a pumpkin on a rowdy patron’s head one Halloween and Cherry, the cannibal janitor who you hoped was named after her red lipstick and not her consistently stained red hands. Like most other people that Husk named, you were named after a specific quality of yours, he called you “the peace maker” or his “prize”.

However, unlike most nicknames given in the casino, your coworkers were the ones to start calling you that, not Husk.

Working in the restaurant industry for most of your life, unlike other workers who were forced into the customer service life after making a deal with Husk, made you “more professional” when dealing with unruly guests. For the most part you were quiet while bartending, best not poke the flames of a drunk in your opinion, but whenever someone got to be to much waiters, dealers, and even guests would call on “the peace maker” to sort it out. You had a hypnotism power which made guests more malleable when angry. You didn’t have to use the ability very often, most angry guests wouldn’t be so uppity after being in your intimidating convincing presence.

Husk never really noticed you or your abilities before that one fateful night in the casino while he was gamboling with someone who was getting agitated with his devastating losing streak.

“Hey boss,” the dealer said meekly.

“What, can’t you see we are in the middle of something, just deal the next game before this guy blows his top,” Husk said gruffly while briefly pointing to the guy opposite him.

“May I just speak with a coworker for like twenty seconds before we start the game, it’s urgent,” the dealer said, pulling at her caller.

“Fine be quick ‘bout it, I’m gonna’ get a drink,” Husk stated while turning on his stool then getting up slowly, while still being in earshot of the dealer.

“Hey! Hey Bill!,” the dealer whisper yelled to a near by waiter.

“Tell the peace maker that we have a code A.L. Streak with the boss, tell them to keep an eye on the table.” these words peaked Husk’s interest as he was walking away, he recognized the code but not the name.

“Who the hell is that,” he said under his breath while waking to the bar. Once he got there the line immediately parted for him.

“Whiskey on the rocks, you know the smoked one I like don’t you sweetheart,” Husk said to you leaning on the bar. You nodded and turned around on your tip toes to reach the whiskey on one of higher shelves. You sat the bottle down on the counter then grabbed a rocks glass and put a ball of ice in the glass in a rhythmic fashion matching the jazz ringing through the casino. You just started to pour the amber liquid in the rocks glass when Bill got your attention, dragging your eyes from the glass to the mousy demon talking to you.

“Hey!,” Bill whisper yelled from the opposite side of the bar from Husk as you put the bottle down in the middle of your task.

“There is an angry guest on a losing streak gambling with the boss, table eight, keep an eye out, thanks,” Bill said his words quickly and left even quicker, not noticing Husker. You noticed how Husk’s ears flicked when Bill talked out of the corner of your eye, when he left you made quick eye contact with Husk before finishing your task and quickly putting the glass in his hand, nodding in a slight bow, then making eye contact with the next guest.

Husk walked back to his table with a smile on his face while sipping his whiskey. So it seems he had meet “the peace maker”, perhaps the name would stick.

Once Husk got closer to his table he could hear the angry guest mumbling, barely under his breath about how disrespectful the staff was, keeping such an “esteemed guest” waiting and the dealer tapping her foot in-tandem. Husk rolled his eyes as he sat down.

“Start the game Dimples, let’s get this over with.” Husk said with his continued confidence from the previous games. The guest hissed and continued to mumble as his cards were dealt.

The line at the bar was long so you were more preoccupied than you would want to be when there is a guest you need to keep an eye on, so you tried to keep an ear out for raised voices. Your brain was filled to the brim, anymore turmoil and the people would be able to sense your unease, but you tried hard to keep your movements quick and fluid and your ears open for any disturbances in the atmosphere.

When you were getting to the last people, there was just a few regulars surrounding the bar, no longer in a line when you started to hear Husk huffing, implying an eye roll. You didn’t stop make the cocktail for demoness on the far right bar stool but slowed down considerably, trying hard to catch bits of their conversation. The dealer was trying to calm down the angry man and he was getting more and more loudly agitated. You finished the cocktail quickly, putting it on the bar and wiping your hands.

“Hey, I have to deal with a guest, I’ll set a pen and some paper on the bar for you guys to write your orders while I’m gone. It wouldn’t be long,” you rushed your limbs to move, the guest got a little to out of hand for your liking. Since there was no immediate protest from the regulars you did what you said and headed over to table eight. As you got closer to the table the dealer, Dimples, started to relax, seeing you come up. The guest was starting to draw attention, so you quickened your passe to catch his attention.

“Good evening sir,” you said, interrupting the guest as he was about to start shouting. He looked at you still fulled with fury and apparently alcohol that you could smell off his breath. You stepped in between him and Husk trying to block his view of him.

“Tell me sir, what’s all the ruckus about?” You said in a collected tone trying to start to cool him off.

“Your dealers a cheat! That’s what!” The man said folding his arms like a toddler and standing up threading to stick his nose in your face.

“I apologize that you feel this is so, however, tell me, have you won any games tonight?” You said stepping back and putting your hands up in a surrendering manner.

“Of course I have!” The man slurred proudly. “I won most of my games until I sat down here with this bitch of a dealer.” His tone was cocky and sharp.

“Oh I see, well congratulations sir, tell me how many games have you played here tonight?” You said, with a smile and a small clap. This calmed him down quite a bit and he sat back down.

“I- I’ve won twenty out of my thirty games here” he said proudly through hiccups.

“Oh my, I bet you’ve had quite the time, well I think it’s time you cash in your winnings sir,” you said leaning in to him with a hand on the table tapping your nails rhythmically. Your pupils turned from circles to spirals and they moved gracefully, putting the man in front of you in a trance.

“Oh I guess I, I have, haven’t I? That, that sounds good. I should, I’ll finish this game and go home,” the man said through sniffles and hiccups.

“Very well then, I’ll over see this game till the end and find you, our special guest an escort out, how does that sound sugar,” your voice dripped with honey and your eyes’ spirals picked up speed. All the man could do was stare into your eyes and nod.

“Lovely,” you said, your voice dripping with venom. You moved from his side to the dealer’s, without breaking eye contact with the guest, his eyes following yours.

Once you broke eye contact the game was back on. For the most part the game went on without a hitch, only threatening stares between the players here and there. Once the game was done, you found Pumpkin to escort the guest out. Once that was sorted you ran back to the bar to fulfill orders and manage the small build up of guests. This left just Husker and Dimples at the table.

“So, that’s the so called peace maker huh?” Husk said leaning onto the table.

“Huh?! Oh ya! They have a way with guests, they are the holy grail when on shift. And- the regulars at the bar seem to like them,” Dimples said breathless and quite scared.

“I see, well you did pretty okay Dimples, remember to tell Pumpkin about that guys future alcohol limit. A bitch doesn’t get a pass just cause he’s tipsy,” Husk said getting up and grabbing his glass. Husk walked over to the bar, his tail swishing lightly as he walked. When you noticed Husker walking over to you, everyone at the bar had been served, and you finally thought you could catch a break.

“So you’re my so called peace maker,” Husk said gruffly waking behind the bar.

“So that nickname has made its way to you. Here’s your check miss,” you said finishing your last request before turning to meet Husk’s eyes.

“I was wondering why my managers were fighting tooth and nail for you on their shifts.” Husk said leaning against the shelves behind you. You grabbed a glass and started to wipe it down.

“Ya, the weekend shifts normally have the most drunks and it’s most convenient for me. When I told Benji I wanted weekend shifts he tackled me in excitement,” you smiled recalling the memory.

“Then I guess I should spend more time here on the weekends, can’t have my newly found prized possession being lonely,” Husk said in almost a whisper.

“What?” You said flushed, whipping your head to meet Husk’s gaze.

“Well, my prize, your ability has peaked my interest in you. I just need to know all the ways you can use that ability of yours.” Husk said bringing his muzzle close to your ear.

“Well, thank you boss.” You said still flushed, your mind and your eyes wondering.

“How about you close the bar thirty minutes early and meet me in my office. I’d like to see all of your abilities myself,” Husk said close enough to smell the expensive alcohol on his breath.

“Yes boss, I can do that.”

“Good, I’ll see you then,” Husk said walking off into the expanse of the glowing casino.

How do you guys feel about a possible overlord husk x male to gender neutral reader? I have some ideas that I would like to put on paper for you guys but I wanna know if you guys would enjoy that or not. Let me know if that would be of interest and I’ll get it out as fast as my brain will allow ❤️.

Another perspective

Episode five

"Text: regular talking

'Text': regular thinking

"Text": Saiki talking telepathically

'Text': Saiki thinking

Previous episode

ATTENTION! You might want to rewatch episode five of The Disastrous Life of Saiki K before reading to fully understand the events.

Summary: Episode 5 in L/N Y/N's perspective.

It is 4:00pm at PK Academy and everyone is trying to go home, Y/N was no exception. However Y/N had to do some homework in the library so they stuck around a couple extra minutes to finish it before going home.

While Y/N was in the library they heard Takahashi calling out for Saiki. ‘Why the hell is he looking for Kusuo? He’s probably already left by now to catch that show he was talking about,’ they thought. They didn’t pay it much thought though and soon left the library to go home.

Just as Y/N reached the shoe lockers they heard Kaido scream. “AAAAAAAAA”

“What’s wrong Kaido?” Teruhashi asked.

“A ghost just lifted up the locker I was hiding in! No wait, it wasn’t a ghost it was dark reunion!”

“Slow down! Nothing you’re saying is making sense,” Teruhashi said trying to understand him.

“HOLD ON ILL SAVE YOOOUUU,” Hairo screamed, running back into the building.

“What happened?! I heard a scream!”

“It’s Dark Reunion! They’ve found my hiding spot!”

“Oh… okay ya.” “Of course,” Hairo and Teruhashi said unimpressed.

“Finally heading home Saiki?” Toritsuka asked.

‘Saiki?,” Y/N thought. They were on the other side so wouldn’t be able to see him but they didn’t hear Saiki approaching earlier.

“I’ll walk with you pal!”

“You idiot!”

“AH THERE HE IS!” Teruhashi, Kaido, and Hairo said, finally seeing Saiki.

‘Oh man, I feel bad for Kusuo, but it’s not like I can do anything about it. It’d probably draw to much attention. I know he won’t be to pleased with me ignoring this but he’ll get over it right?’ Y/N thought feeling a little guilty.

“Saiki! I need to repay your favor!”

“Our teacher asked me to give these to you!”

“I have a layer now!”

“You’re not busy are you?” They asked in unison.

‘Sorry Kusuo….’ Y/N thought as they quietly left, not drawing the group’s attention.

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“Listen up guys, today’s about one thing. US BEING NUMBER ONE!” “LETS DO IT!”

“CLASS THREE GO!” “YAAAA”

“Sports day, so annoying.”

“You’re just saying that cause you suck at sports.”

“SHUT UP!”

Y/N had to agree with Kaido. It’s not like they didn’t like sports or they were bad at them, sports day was just a gaggle of activities that didn’t hold much value to them. Shouldn’t “sports day” be about actual sports anyway?

“Yo Saiki, hey! You pumped?”

“I’m the opposite of pumped.” Saiki replied plainly.

“And Nendo, you’re a fit guy! I expect big things out there from you too!”

“That’s right, you’re not beating me this time.”

“We’re all on the same team,” Saiki said exasperated.

“And Kaido, my man!….. just do whatever it is you can do. I’m sure you’re gonna try really hard.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

While Hairo was talking about the other teams Y/N couldn’t be bothered to pay attention. They really didn’t think winning sports day should be that deep.

“Our first event! Boys hundred meter dash!”

‘Ooo, Kusuo’s up first! This should be fun.” Y/N thought while pushing to the front of the class to get a better look at the race.

“Saiki you got third!”

“Why is everyone so excited?”

“All the other racers are on the track a field team. And the forth place guy has a school sprint record!”

By Saiki’s expression, Y/N could tell he didn’t take that into account. “Truly remarkable,” Y/N snickered.

“Not bad buddy! But I am pretty sure I could smoke you one on one, oh that guys running.” Nendo trailed off.

“Kaido’s running?”

Y/N knew this was a bad choice but they also knew seeing Kaido get absolute last place would be funny.

In the three legged race Sawakita was running along side Teruhashi. It turned out to be more of a carry but it was still entertaining, creepy maybe, but entertaining.

“Scavenger hunt race? I wonder which of us is doing that.”

“You are.” Saiki replied annoyed.

“ITS MINE I WIN! I GOT THE PAPER!” Nendo celebrated.

“Now go find what’s on that paper.” The intercom announced.

“AAAAAA! Here, let me have this!” Nendo said after running towards class 3’s group.

“Ya sure!”

“No not the racket! This, thanks!” Nendo then took one of Saiki’s limiters off his head. Y/N didn’t notice this so the couldn’t prepare for Saiki falling down and taking them with him.

“SAIKI!” The whole class screamed.

“Nendo what did you do?!” Y/N asked Nendo as they sat up and sat Saiki’s head in their lap.

“I just took his hair clip,” Nendo replied, looking at it then set it into Y/N’s out stretched hand.

‘Damn, I haven’t done this in a while, but fuck it, we ball,’ Y/N then went for it and stuck Kusuo’s limiter back into his scull.

Shortly after putting it back, Saiki regained consciousness and shot up into a sitting position.

“Are you feeling okay? We were worried,” Kaido said crouching down to talk to Saiki.

“You fainted when Nendo took that thing out of your head so Y/N put it back.” Saiki was looking around rather shocked like he was making sure everything was okay.

“You scared me.” Y/N said while they suddenly hugged Saiki’s shoulders. They held that position for a moment before letting go and asking Saiki a question. “Are you alright? You still don’t look to good.” Y/N asked while putting the back of their had to Saiki’s forehead.

Saiki let it stay there for a second, then shakily took Y/N’s wrist to bring it away from away from his head but didn’t really give them a complete answer, staying in his thoughts for a moment before getting up.

“Woah, I almost lost my buddy.” When the intercom announced that class three came in last place Nendo wasn’t too bothered by it. “Nothing I could have done about that one guy, huh, when your best buddy passes out there are more important things than sports day. We’ll get the next one.”

“He passed out because of you!” Y/N couldn’t really tell who said that cause they were still in the ground, but they assumed it was Takahashi.

“Hey are you alright?” Hairo asked Y/N while helping them up.

“Ya, I’m not injured. No harm, no foul right?” Y/N said trying to sound half hearted but they still came off a bit shaken.

“And that’s it for our morning events, time for lunch!”

“Well pal, it’s time for food.”

“Where’d Saiki go? SAIKI? WHERE ARE YOU?!”

Y/N could hear Nendo yelling but choose to ignore it in favor of following Saiki.

“I’m not feeling so hot. It doesn’t matter that it was only out for a second, it’s still causing me all sorts of problems.” Saiki commented to Y/N.

“Alright that’s it. If you keep that up, you’re going to break those chopsticks, give them here.”

“Why?” Saiki asked.

“Kusuo Saiki, give me the damn chopsticks.” Y/N said sternly, Saiki chose to comply. “You’re still really shaky and you really need these calories to recover.”

Y/N then grabbed an edamame with the chopsticks and brought it close to Saiki’s mouth. Saiki made a face for a second then put the edamame in his mouth. “What are you, my mother?” Saiki asked all snarky.

“Aw what? Don’t like the idea of me being your mommy?” Y/N said teasing back then they both broke out laughing.

“No but seriously, my body isn’t listening to me, I need to go home.”

“Saiki?! We playing hide and seek?”

“Well that’s my cue.” Saiki tried to teleport but it clearly didn’t work as he stay there as Nendo rounded the corner.

“Hello? Huh, doing some private stretching? Hey you alright? Maybe you should go home early.”

“Sorry you’re sick bro.”

“You need help getting home?”

“Oh no. His parents are here, I’ll just take Kusuo to them so they can head home together, but thanks for the offer. I’ll be back in a moment.” Y/N interrupted the group of guys trying to talk to Saiki.

Kusuo could only thank Y/N silently as they walked to meet his parents.

“Hey mom, hey dad. Kusuo needs to go home. He’s not feeling to well.” Y/N told Saiki’s parents. They’ve been a family friend for a long time so they called his parents mom and dad as well.

“Oh okay, we can take him home. How about you come with us, I’m sure Ku would like to company.” Kurumi replied.

Y/N looked to Saiki, he only shrugged in response. “I’m sure in Kusuo-ese that means, yes I’d love for you to come, so I’ll just take our head bands back to the class and we can head out.” Y/N said before patting Saiki on the back and taking both their headbands back.

“Hey, turns out I’m also headed out. Sorry I also have to leave. The Saiki’s are my neighbors so they are gonna sign me out so I can help take care of Kusuo.” Y/N told Hairo and handed him the headbands.

“Of course. No worries at all. We’ll just have to work extra hard and we’ll win this. For Saiki!” “YAAA”

Y/N then ran back to the Saiki’s and went home with them.

When they got home Y/N helped Saiki get to his room upstairs. “You go change out of your gym uniform and I’ll be back with my famous healing soup in about thirty minutes, alright?” Saiki nodded in response as Y/N closed his door.

Kurumi and Y/N made the soup together and got to talking.

“Honestly Y/N, thank you for taking care of little Ku. I know he doesn’t show it often but I know he really appreciates it.” Kurumi told Y/N.

“It’s no problem really. I need to pay back all the times he helped me out when we were little anyway. He’s been there for me ever since we were born, it’s only fair that I can be there for him when I can.” Y/N replied sentimentally.

“Aww,” Kurumi cooed as she hugged Y/N. “Well the soup’s almost ready, how about you go change while it finishes.” Kurumi said as she whipped her tears.

Y/N went over to their house to change, then quickly came back to serve Kusuo the soup.

“Knock knock. Still awake in there? Hey, how are you doing?” Y/N said gently while opening Kusuo’s door.

“Not the best but a little better,” Saiki replied.

“Well, finish this then take a nap. That should help you feel better.” Y/N said while putting the soup on Saiki’s table.

“Why are you still acting like my mom?” Kusuo asked laughing lightly.

“Someone you actually listen to has to make sure you’re taking care of yourself. And besides you don’t hate it do you?” Y/N teased.

“Whatever you say.” Saiki said, smiling very lightly.

“Okay well, finish that then get to bed. I’m going to go pack you some of the soup for your lunch tomorrow,” Y/N said while getting up.

“I’ll see you when you wake up ya?”

“Ya,” Saiki replied warmly, a little sleepy even. Y/N then closed the door to Saiki’s room.

The the next day when Saiki and Y/N came back to class, Saiki’s closer friends had buzz cuts.

“So uh, how did this happen?” Y/N asked Hairo. “Well it all started when….” “Woah! What kinda soup is that? It’s smells good. Did your mom make it? What’s in it? Tell me about it!” Nendo bombarded Saiki with questions about his lunch.

“Non of your business.” Saiki said while starting to eat his soup.

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“Alright everyone, today we are having a safety drill.” Hairo announced to the class.

“I don’t need a drill, I’ll be fine.”

“Nendo. You need to take this seriously, imagine this rooms on fire, way hot flames are everywhere, the smoke makes impossible to see let alone breathe. So what then? You got an escape plan? How will you know what decision to make if you don’t participate in this drill?! Preparation is the key to survival!”

‘He’s as hot and smothering as a fire,’ ‘Ya, I see that now.’ Y/N and Saiki thought towards each other.

“So when the alarm goes off, follow my lead and evacuate to the court yard.” “Okay.”

“Here’s an easy way to remember the correct procedure in an emergency.” Hairo said while weighting S O S on the board.

“What’s sos? I know what that stands for! Save Our Selves. SOS!”

“Ya that’s the plans but that’s not-”

“If it’s not that how about Someone! Over here! Save me!”

“Hehe, each one of your guess is dumber than the last one.”

“Alright do you know what it means smart guy?!”

“Of course I do. Obviously it stands for Scorching Oblivion Smackdown…. Hehe, I’m joking. It stands for Slow, Orderly, and Silent right,”

“Yup you got it. Now everyone just remember those simple rules and we’ll ace this drill!”

“The first floor science lab is on fire. Please evacuate.”

“That alarm sound always makes me so nervous,”

“I’m with Teruhashi, it’s so jarring. I know fires most likely won’t ever happen but still, the thought is kinda scary,” Y/N thought aloud.

“Stay calm everyone Open your bag and get your Safety hood, stand in like after that in order of student number.”

“Where’s my hood.” “Oh crap I think I left it at home.”

“Seriously?! If this was an actual fire Obviously you’d be Smoldering ashes!”

“Oh I can’t seem to find my safety hood.” Said Teruhashi.

“Oh come on not you too!”

“Use my hood!” “No use mine!” “Use mine!”

“But if I take all of yours then you’ll die!”

“She’s right! This is not a safe plan!”

“Sacrifice” “Ourselves to” “Save her”

“Oh okay,” Hairo said awkwardly.

“Okay, let’s move out.”

“Hold on, I forgot my phone.”

“Stop Takahashi. Out of line is to dangerous. Stay in place!”

‘What’s with the SOS obsession?’

“Stop it guys, Obviously it’s not the time to Stupid fights.”

“Okay gang we’re almost down- AAAAAA! Stop everyone! Our path leading out! Shuddered before us!”

“Seriously?” “Oh come on!” “Screw it we’d be dead.”

“Hey, isn’t this the first floor science lab that we are supposed to avoid cause it’s “on fire”” Y/N air quoted.

“They are testing to see how well payed attention, clearly our class leader didn’t pay attention to the announcement.”

“Stay calm. Obviously there’s a Solution to get outside. Yes that’s it! I understand why they locked us in. They’re testing our physical strength, ya that’s the only explanation! We don’t have to send out an SOS if we can overcome obstacles by ourselves! Which means to get out we must break down that shudder!”

“Alright let’s break it down boys!!!” “AAAAAAAA”

‘Is it too late to leave the pack and go to the court yard by ourselves?’

‘In a real fire they’d be the first to die.”

“So you wrenched open a metal shudder and ran out the front door? I see. WHY WOULD YOU ANIMALS BREAK OUR BEE SHUDDER, WE LITERALLY INSTALED IT LAST WEEK LOSERS! So what are you gonna do? Obviously you’re idiots, Shudders are expensive to fix!!”

“WE’RE SORRY!”

“This school doesn’t even need to bother with emergency drills, after all… So long as I’m here Ordeals like fires Simply won’t happen.”

“As punishment you’re all getting buzz cuts.”

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Next episode: in progress

I am testing the waters to see where my writing goes, feel free to leave comments about what you think and if you would like to see more!

The Eros Lounge

Angeldust X male singer reader

Content warning: alcohol and foul language

I wanted to play around with another writing style, hope you like it!

For later reference, Angel calls reader “Caro” which means dear in Italian.

Song used: dopamine (version Française)

English version: dopamine —————————————————————————————————————

The Eros Lounge was made for lovers. The Eros bar celebrates all forms for relationships, QPR’s, sensual, sexual, romantic, toxic, addictive, and on occasion heartbroken ones. The Eros Lounge tends to any relationship it can, mainly to bring in as many customers as possible but to be fair this is hell, ‘love and let love’ as they say.

The Eros Lounge attracts all kinds of patrons and regulars, most were the run of the mill sinners looking for nice music and good atmosphere for date night, others were heartbroken souls looking for solace in sad music and people similar to them. What guest came really depended on the music that was playing.

Since the Eros Lounge was extremely new to the entertainment district we set up a hellstagram page announcing what music would be playing each day. The music on the schedule normally changes from day to day, ranging from electric pop to sad and comforting indie and on rare occasions country.

The songs played were in any language imaginable, again to drag in the most sinners as possible. There were many singers and dj’s on the lounge’s staff that only did songs in English but you specialized in songs in other languages, mainly love languages but you could never turn down a song that could give you more hours. French and Spanish were the primary languages you sang in though, and tonight you were booked for a mostly French and English set for electric pop night.

To be frank electric pop night tended to bring in Valentino’s group of goons whom you didn’t exactly like. The only one you could stand was Angeldust, he seemed respectful enough and knew how to move on the dance floor. To be even more blunt you found him attractive and was just waiting for a chance to be talk to him. Your set was actually on the lighter side tonight, maybe you could snag a dance with him.

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Your first song was later in the night so you decided to get a drink before hand to loosen some nerves. At the bar you saw Angel, shit he was cute. With your luck he turned around and made eye contract with you. Shit, you were probably staring like a creep, damn way to mess that up quickly.

Turning away from Angel you ordered your regular drink. … Gosh why did it take so long to make a damn cocktail. Once the bartender set your drink down you immediately started to nurse it and turn away from the bar, but before you could someone stopped you.

“Hey there caro, whacha got there, seems a little heavy for a timid boy like you.” You were socked to see Angel grabbing your arm and talking to you sweetly.

“Uh, it’s a, it’s a house special drink. It’s called electric sugar, made for electric pop nights, it’s my favorite.” You said obviously stumbling on your words, you could only hope to Asmodeus you weren’t blushing.

“Well it looks killer, I should order one later.” Angel said almost smugly looking at you after letting go of your arm.

Fuck it, might as well be bold. You sat right back down, this time on the seat next to Angel. “Let me order you one, I still have one more free drink on my tab to cash in.”

“Oh, are you a regular sugar?” He said in an extra sultry tone while placing a hand on your arm.

“You could put it that way, but not exactly. I work here, performers get two free drinks per shift.”

“Oh sweet thing, you don’t have to,” Angel said batting his eyes at you.

“I know, I don’t normally get two drinks anyways. I normally have one to chill off before getting on stage. But I might as well share the extra drink with the hottest boy on Pentagram city.” You tried to be as suave as he was being, not sure if it translated well but Angel was still smiling so that was a good sign. Just as Angel was going to say something the drink was placed right in between you two.

“Guess it’s too late to back out now,” Angel said with a smirk before taking a sip of the cocktail. Angel savored it for a moment then smacked his lips.

“Strong and fruity, you’ve got good taste caro,” Angel leaned in closer to you with that comment, damn he was mesmerizing.

“I-“ you were just about to say something but the damn bartender cut you off.

“You’re on in five,”

“Shit you’re right, can I talk to you later Angel?” You practically pleaded to him.

“Maybe. Show me some good charisma on stage and I’ll consider it,” Angel leaned in again speaking into your ear and squeezing your arm lightly. You nodded with a bright smile and ran off back stage to get ready.

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As you sat down in your dressing room chair the makeup girls started to work on you. You did your best to finish your drink as they put light foundation on your face and turned your mostly circular moles into hearts. At the same time the hair team was curling the ends of your wolf cut, flaring the pink ends out to frame your face.

Once hair and makeup was done, you changed into a romantic goth outfit, a red lacy blouse with fitted trousers and silver earrings, necklaces, and rings.

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You waited behind the velvet curtains with bated breath as last singer introduced you.

“Thank you dears for all your energy! Please let me lend over the mic to our French flower up next!” You didn’t really like the stage name and sometimes it could honestly make you puke when someone called you that but at least the gig is easy and the crowd was fed into your vibe.

You kept your head low through the announcement and as the curtain lifted you took in a deep breath while raising your head. The crowd cheered as you sauntered on stage, only hushing once the lights dimmed again and you grabbed the mic off its stand and you leaned on it for your starting pose.

Tu es tout ce que je veux,

tu es tout ce que je veux,

Je veux, je veux

Ma D-O-P-A-M-I-N-E

As the guitar was plucked you walked across the stage, swaying your hips, keeping the front grow entranced.

Le sommeil m'échappe au petit matin

Je t'ai dit à bientôt, mais c'est pas la fin

Bien perdu dans le confort

Tu me rends un peu folle,

et ça prend trop peu d'effort

As the music started to contort behind you, you reached out into the audience in an almost pleading way.

Tu sais mes secrets, même les bien cachés

J'avoue, tu me connais mieux que je m'connais

C'est bien chouette, mais j'ai pensé

Si toi, tu te barres, à quel point je changerais?

Bringing your arms back to yourself and your hands running across ribs, chest and sides to draw more attention to yourself and contorting emotions. And as quick as that moment of seeming ‘weakness’ came it left with the new phrase.

Mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh

Ce beau monde est devenu bleu

Tu me contrôles avec très peu

Je te sens jusqu'au bout de mes doigts

As the phrase passed you brought one hand to trail up your body and stopped it high above your head and pointed into the crowed as the chorus came.

Tu es tout ce que je veux, mais rien dont j'ai besoin

Enfin,

j'déteste comment t'envahi ma tête

Du moment où je me réveille, avant que je m'endorme

Je veux ma D-O-P-A-M-I-N-E

You brought your hands to contort and contact around you due to the swell and rigidness of the sound surrounding you.

While you and the music were jumping you shouted.

“CRIEZ-LE ! Mon quoi ?!”

You turned the make to the audience and they shouted back just as hype.

“MA D-O-P-A-M-I-N-E”

And again

“MON QUOI?”

“MA D-O-P-A-M-I-N-E”

Everyone in the lounge was hopping, jumping as screeching to the music, never before has your audience been so hyped up. And you loved it.

Once again drawing attention to yourself your jumping stopped and your arms around yourself in a concealing hug while almost shackely walking to the opposite side of the stage with a glitching voice.

Chaque fois que je pense que j'suis en contrôle

Tu me sers un cocktail qui me rend folle

Bien perdu dans le confort

Est-ce que tu m'élèves ou rabaisse sans remords?

Moving fluidly across the stage you spot a certain demon in the crowd and make eye contact with him.

Mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh

Ce beau monde est devenu bleu

Tu me contrôles avec très peu

Sentiment qui fait partie de moi

He sustained the eye contact as you pointed at him, your once fluid motions becoming stiff as the chorus came back.

Tu es tout ce que je veux, mais rien dont j'ai besoin

Enfin,

j'déteste comment t'envahi ma tête

Du moment où je me réveille, avant que je m'endorme

Je veux ma D-O-P-A-M-I-N-E

As the chorus serged through the lounge the energy resumed and peaked, loud stomping from jumps and the shouting of lyrics is all you could hear as you jumped and sang with the crowd.

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Da-d-da-da-da

“JE VEUX?!”

“MA D-O-P-A-M-I-N-E”

This late in the song you and your he crowd were shouting together, the call and response moving through your audience perfectly, the mic towards you at your call and towards the crowd in the response.

Ignoring the non lyrics you finished out the song with the continued call and response, keeping the crowd hyped.

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Da-d-da-da-da

"JE VEUX?!"

"MA D-O-P-A-M-I-N-E"

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Da-d-da-da-da

"JE VEUX?!"

"MA D-O-P-A-M-I-N-E"

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Da-d-da-da-da

"JE VEUX?!"

"MAD-O-P-A-M-I-N-E"

Tu es tout ce que je veux, tout ce que je veux

Ma D-O-P-A-M-I-N-E

After the ending line you stopped singing and flowed with the music until it’s close. Once you and the music freezes the crowd cheered and roared, it took you to notice but even Angeldust was clapping and whistling.

“Thank you all!” You panted into the microphone, boy that jumping and screaming started to do a number on you.

“You were all lovely, I hope you can be just as a perfect audience for our next singer as you were for me, here’s Silver with Heavy Metal Lover!” With your act finally over you placed the microphone back on its stand and walked off stage to find Angel.

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Lucky for you he was also looking for you.

“Look at you caro, you clean up well,” he teased with a grin.

“I’m guessing I had enough charisma for you to entertain?” You said playfully.

“I guess so,” he giggled. “I’ve had a few drinks so let me talk your ear off until your next song, that good with you sweet thing.” Angel said.

“More than, just let me get a water to cool off and I’m all yours.”