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Actually...it kinda looks like his hair was already long. Not rapunzel long but it looks soft and hangs

Man...if it turns out that Enji had long hair and he went snip snip and gel to look manly. I think I'm going to have to punish this man...with love

Bonus one brain cell thought:

So...do the kids also have hair that looks like it would hurt to touch but is actually soft.( Idk what I'm talking about lol like Natsuo's spikey looking hair) Is Touya's hair actually soft 🥺 I'm having a moment

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When you wanna draw but you can't draw but your hands want to draw but you don't wanna draw. You wanna draw so bad

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Enji...but with long hair. That's all I got

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What even is a good ship name for Enji/Best Jeanist?

Wanna fic but I got no name hhhnn-

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What if I told you.. Best Jeanist/Enji?

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Wanna say something stupid but I can't come up with something

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I had the audacity to sink into this tiny corner on my bed. I'm a little bigger than the hole but it swallowed me up and I was under the bed... I couldn't get out 😆😭

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Hm..happy new year

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I never post anything... it's time to go crazy and post my trash can full of works!

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Am I the only one that feels like 'The prophet' sounds better than Seer?

Sorry Netease but I refuse to call him that name

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Posting because who's going to stop me! Myself- Anyway

Just an old fic of Post baby's first time not matching with his normal circle of peeps. Kinda his first round of matches

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"Oh, dear..."

The soft echoing voice of the Postman rang in his head as he heard Mrs.Nightingale announced that he would be team up with some 'old friends' of hers. 

She smiled at the survivors, watching as they gathered around to hear what teams they were placed on. 

"Team five.."

"1.The Postman 

2. The Prophet 

3. The Mercenary 

4. The Perfumer"

"You will be on your way to your match in two minutes. I will now go check up on your Hunter. Please note that time is precious and don't waste it.." 

Her voice lowers in the last part. She looks at her Scroll and shakes her head, leaving the survivors' wing

With her gone, the survivors finally breathe again and discuss their team formation and plan. 

"So I have to play with them..." 

Victor's voice is quieter than he thought in his head. Did Mrs.Nightingale scare him too? 

He hadn't known those names on the list for long. His golden eyes search the room for the needed teammates. Did he have to find them? 

The postman bites his lip, looking at how the other survivors got along very well. Could he really fit in this way?

"No" 

The postman peeked down at blank papers in his mailbag and slowly reached inside of it, retrieving three sheets of clean copy paper. He wasn't very good with line paper because he wrote tiny so he needed better sheets..but it made his handwriting a bit not neat? Untidy? 

He shrugs in response to his own thoughts and writes the first Survivor name down. 

The Prophet...

Who's that? 

The postman taps on the nearest person's shoulder, hoping for some help. Instantly he regrets it when sharp green eyes fall on him, looking him up and down. 

"Yeah?"

That voice was definitely not a friendly one. The postman tears his dry lips open to speak just for no words to come out. Oh great. He struggles for a bit and feels warmth fill his eyes as he tries again to clear his throat. 

"Did you... change your mind?" The male was growing more impatient. His clean steel toe boots tapping the expensive tiles of the Manor floor. 

The postman is quick to nod. Just to shake his head seconds after. He was already making a bad impression on his teammates.....

He quickly wipes his tears away, hearing a kinder voice fill his ears. 

"Naib." 

He looks up from the one called Naib to a much taller male. He's a bit familiar to the postman seeing his Owl and soft brown hair was a clear sign of that.

"I think you are scaring our teammate." 

Naib lowers his eyes from the cloaked man and faces him. The poor postman couldn't tell if he was sorry or upset that he was stopped.

"I apologize for my behavior, You didn't say anything, so I assumed it was a childish trick being held. I'm not a fan of fooling around... Anyway, I'm Naib. The mercenary." 

He said his title as if he weren't proud of it. Sure it was filled with pride and experience, but something bothered the postman about his words. Maybe he would have to get to know this Naib some other time.  

Viktor smiled a bit at Naib's apology and waves his hand as if brushing it off as nothing, which was exactly what it was. Nothing Still, he accepts the apology.

Naib nods at this and glances upward at the grandfather clock. "What's your name?" 

The small postman bent down to pet his dog, seeing Wik noticed his change in behavior. The dog was brushing against his leg, whining. He smiles at his companion and reaches into his pocket, bringing out Wik's toy. "You want to play?" 

Naib raises a brow at the sound of Viktor's voice and somewhat smiles. "So you're more of an animal person, huh? My friend here also has a connection to them."

The postman nodded, peeking at the cloaked man. He opened his mouth and spoke clearly for once "My name is Viktor...Viktor Grantz." He offered a hand out to him before thinking about what he'd think of it. "..Does he even want to get to know you?" He questioned inner Viktor's voice with a small Hum. 

The postman moved to bring his hand back when he noticed a gloved hand sneak from the dark abyss of the cloaks. It was much smaller than The Postman had thought. Delicate too..the fingers were slimmed perfectly and long. 

Once the hand was closer to the light, he saw something else he didn't think of. A purple gem rested on a gold ring hugging his finger. Could he be married?

His thin lips tugged into a smile. It seemed Naib didn't like that. He had turned away as if he didn't want his friend to meet the postman. That explains why he hadn't given him a name...

 "Eli Clark." 

He took the postman's hands in his own, intertwining them with a pleasant hum. "

It's nice to meet you Viktor and Wik." 

The postman swallowed his voice and Eli's lips sealed. This caught the attention of Naib. He grabbed the taller man by the waist, looking up at him. 

"Eli...Eli.."

The taller male was silent for some now, probably seeing right through the postman. With the way his chin pointed, he could be looked beyond him.

"I'm sorry."

The postman shook his head, receiving warm laughter from the taller male.

 "I'll see you in today's match, yes?" 

The postman wasn't sure how to respond to the question, so he just nodded. That's when they heard the grandfather clock at its loudest. Was it time already?

The room only contained those needed for the match. Everyone was gone except Eli, Vera, Naib, and the postman. He took a deep breath before he was consumed by darkness. 

At the sound of shattering glass, he wakes up on the floor of the White insane asylum. Boy, did he hate it here. He always got lost in the hallways and forgot where the exit gate would be.

He stands to his feet and searches for a cipher to decode. He takes a while to find an empty room to decode in. His teammates would sometimes run the hunter past him, sending him to a flying panic. 

"This would never happen if I were with Lucca." He lay his head against the Cipher machine in sadness.

"Viktor!" 

The Postman jerked up a bit too late. A Slave had brought her club down on the postman. 

"Oh no."

He pulls away from the cipher and runs with the girl trailing after him. "Um.." He fumbles through a stack of letters he wrote for this match and sent it out to the nearest teammate. Hopefully, Wik would return soon. 

The postman struggled through the darkness of the Insane asylum with the slave as he tossed down pallets and made loops. He was burning out, Vaulting over a pallet. Just as Wik came running back. A hissing sound caught his ears. 

"Flying feathers!" 

A sharp hoot following by the gong of the bell filled his ears. He was positive he should have been incapacitated by now. 

"Viktor, are you alright?!" 

The Postman jumps at the sight of the seer peeking around the corner. He was really good at sneaking about. Eli looks at his injuries and fishes out a medical kit.

 "This shouldn't take too long." 

The Postman struggles to speak, so he just nods and sits still as he is taken care of. From the outside of the Electric therapy, room was a Mercenary dragging a poor slave around the walls. 

"How did you guys know I was here?" 

He mumbled softly to the seer 

Eli didn't respond

He just smiled and chased after the shouting Naib

"..If those two have the hunter, then where's the fourth player?!" 

Viktor looked around the place for someone else

Instead, he got something much worse 

Vera was dancing on the dungeon and screaming thank you

The postman was this close to smacking her with a letter-- 

"Focus on decoding!" 

Viktor tiptoed away and prayed a cipher was far away from her. 

His prayer was answered, and he quickly ran over to the cipher typing in the code

The last cipher had busted and Viktor stared at it with wide eyes 

"Thank you!" Vera screamed for the hundredth time, running past a waving Eli being dragged by Naib

"Get out of here!" Naib fumed, dragging the taller male after him as he collected rage

"Hue Hue nice try" Eli smiled sending his Phoenix forward to protect the postman who just barely made it out in time

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I'm bored and stressed

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Lightning

Art by - @ainomaruyake on Twitter

Dududu

Characters: Wu chang

Fan wuji

Xie Bian

Fandom: Identity v

Skins/People: Far east wind

Warning: LGBT content, Boy & Boy, Dumb writer, Trauma???

Last warning: Don't read if you don't like this type of thing. Just leave it be and find something you do like. Don't come commenting complaints on ships. Thank you.

Other: You may say if I made an error/ something is wrong.

Writer dumb dumb talks: I love these dudes. I cry. I had their names backwards the whole time-

Tags: Fluff, Angst, Friends, Lovers

Lightning...a sign that the two guards had known all too familiar.

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The pale one reaches his hand out to catch the rain as the darker brings it back. 

“Is something wrong Wuji?”

The darker one shook his head and brought the umbrella over the other's head to shield him from the violent drops of rain. 

The lighter one appreciated it, but feared what it could do to the other. He had never fully recovered from that traumatic day. The day he had lost everything.

His gold eyes pierced the transparent droplets as they ran down the skin of the other. It was beautiful, but also a fright.

His slender hand raised and wipe away the water bringing the umbrella closer to him. This time he would make sure that both of them were to get out of the rain safely.

“Bian?”

The rough voice woke him from the nightmare and brought him back to his sleepy memory. 

“Huh?”

That earned the pale one a hum of annoyance and understanding. The darker took his hand on the umbrella and began walking in the opposite direction.

“Come. I would hate to get you soaking wet.” 

Xie Bian nodded and followed his companion. They took light and small strides together. Letting the rain be more soothing rather than scarring and dangerous.

He held tighter to the darker man's hand. Giving it a gentle squeeze to ensure that he was still within his safety.

“Wuji...”

The darker guard faced the other with curious gold orbs. 

“Yes?”

He could find no words to say to his friend. Suppose they had washed away in the rain or blew away with the gentle breeze. 

“Don't worry... I'm still here.”

The pale one nodded and intertwined their fingers as they continued their walk. Soon the manor was in view, and they could finally breathe.

They walked up the silver staircase and entered the manor, being greeting by a few of the other hunters.

“Welcome back.” 

Jack had bowed to the two of them as if they were some young lady with a title. It was amusing and also comforting for them.

The two guards returned the bow and waved at Michiko, who was in the middle of a card game with Mary.

The two carried on with their walk, taking in every detail they passed. The manor would never be something to get used to. 

It was lit with candles and held interesting paintings of the unknown players and residents. 

Statues and armor that stood proudly at each gate to ensure that no hunter or survivor slipped into the opposite wing...without warning. Probably old treasures that had been there longer than either of them had.

 The two stopped at the sight of a large gold gate. It was glittering at the two men, showing proudly that it was sealed with magic. 

“… Ready?”

The darker guard faced the pale one, who had nodded softly. 

“Mhm.”

They pressed their hands against the gate and allow their code to be taken. Once fully inside the hunter's wing, they had found their way into their bedroom and searched for dry clothing.

“You go first.”

Wuji offered for his friend to bathe first, seeing that the rain had drained him of his energy and calm mood.

“I can't.”

Bian had refused to go, knowing the other would be alone in the bedroom. 

Wuji could do nothing but sigh. He had promised not to leave and that he would wait for Bian right where he was. 

That was a mistake for both of them. The two were heavily traumatized by those words and actions.

 Instantly Bian's smile crumbled, and he threw his arms around his friend, begging for him to come along. Just to keep him company while he bathed. 

 

Still, Wuji refused and assured him that the manor owner wouldn't go that far in these cases. 

It had taken a lot of convincing to make Bian go away, and it's been a few minutes since he'd seen him.

He had glared at the sky, a little fun he and Bian did back at the palace. Soon the sky had fallen dark, and it rained harder. 

First, it had frightened him, and he thought Bian was right, but then remembering his pride and his promise he straightened his back and leaned out the window for a breath of fresh air. Just air. 

Bian fully lowered himself outside the window and hummed.

 Since the flood, he had long kept his distance from any sight of water, and Wuji made sure of that. It wasn't his choice to not be near water, it was his friends, and he respected that.

Yet here he was right now. Head to waist outside the manor window, collecting the rain down his back and in his hair. It was cold and wet...

 A feeling he remembered all too well. It was comforting this time, so he stayed in this position. Finding that he could be at peace for once.

 

It was silent, and he learned to like it that way...

 

 Once he felt he had been out too long he had pulled himself back inside to close the shutters when the sliding door opened to a wide-eyed Bian. 

 

He expressed greetings when the pale one gasped and quickly embraced him. Wuji rubbed his friend's back and pulled the shutters closed with his free hand. 

Wuji's breath and skin were freezing cold against Bian's warm body. His heart was beating lightning-fast, probably believing that he would have lost Wuji the moment he stepped in. 

“What's this? I'm fine! There's not a scratch or scar on my body… none recent anyway.”

 Wuji assured his partner he was okay. Bian nodded, his golden eyes blinking back tears as he gripped Wuji's collar.  

“Right, you are fine.”

“… Right in front of me.” 

“Fine...” 

Bian's voice cracked quietly as Wuji moved to embrace him, guiding him over to their shared bed. 

 Bian caught his breath and followed his friend as they tightly embraced each other with the same idea.

Wuji somewhat smiled at the other and squished his cheeks playfully. 

“You Silly...you think a little rain is going to hurt me?”

Bian took the darker hands into his own and rubbed them, warming them with his touch. 

“I guess it was a silly thought.”

“...”

Wuji nodded, taking in the beauty of the eyes of the other. He scoffed and pressed their foreheads together with a satisfied sigh.

“Thank you...” 

From outside the room, the other hunters could hear Bian's laughter. They couldn't tell why he was laughing or who had made him laugh, but it was comforting to know that he was alright… on a day like this. Maybe a little rain wasn't too bad. 

 

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Characters: Wu Chang, Norton Campbell

Fandom: Identity v

Skins/People: Flying Guillotine, Sparrow

Warning: LGBT content, Boy & Boy, Dumb writer who had to use Google to understand foods and what Norton eats-

Last warning: Don't read if you don't like this type of thing. Just leave it be and find something you do like. Don't come commenting your complaints on ships. Thank you.

Other: You may say if I made an error or not or if something is wrong/ out of character. Just don't be a d**k about it. / Norton has multiple foods so I'm sorry if you get confused. That's why I had to use google lel

Writer dumb dumb talks: Do you know how many times I looked up what a Hot bun was? I legit had to find so much info just so I could make things sound somewhat right. Hnnnn-

Also, the guards swap when they want to or when the other feels something. Like if Wuji is a sad boy then it's his turn to use the body. That sounds so wrong..

Tags: Fluff, Family???, Soft

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“Norton…you have food all over your face!”

Wuji chuckled at the child with sauce on his face.

Norton blushed wiping his chubby red cheeks on his newly washed jacket.

“ Sorry…”

Wuji shook his head and gave him a fond head Pat with another burger to eat, while he took a long drag from his bong.

“It's alright, I'm sure you're feeling famished after wandering for so long.”

Bian rolled his eyes eyeing specific stains on Norton's clothes. Boy this kid really had a pit for a stomach. He'd been eating ever since he came back from the store.

“I guess…”

He stopped and looked over to the unfinished hot buns steaming in the candlelight.

“Hm…”

He placed his bong aside and came out of the shadows. Folding the buns into their package.

“You barely took a bite…”

Norton nodded, flopping onto his bed. He quickly covered his face and hugged his pillows mumbling to God knows who.

“I'm not Hungry…”

For Wuji that was hard to believe but Bian felt something was wrong. He put the food away for tomorrow and made his way over to the bed.

“Darling…”

He pet the boys chubby cheeks trying to coax him out of hiding. Norton never went to bed so early. Something must have been wrong.

“Yes?”

His voice was quivering and Wuji could tell

“Is there something you want to talk about?”

“No…”

“Yes…”

Bian took him in their arms and rubbed his back.

“You can trust me Darling.”

He spills his guys to him and obeys

(I can't write for nothing… Basically failure to protect teammates/lost a lot)

“Norton… You did your best.”

“But they don't think so....I'm just some kid! Right?! Maybe I don't understand how the adult world works just yet?! But…but isn't trying enough?! I'm sorry!”

Norton began sobbing showing his true self. A scared child. Here Wuji was surprised to see his real emotions coming out.

“Darling…I think trying is more than enough. You know, I think that's the most adult thing that a child can do. You made two ends meet, found a job, blended in so well that even… I couldn't tell you were just a kid.”

Norton looked at him. His dark eyes blinking back tears.

“Really Master? You're just saying that to make me feel better!?”

It was now Bian's turn to deal with the boy. He took Norton into his arms and pets his head not letting him run away from their tight embrace. Norton realized that it was okay and relaxed into his touch. He hugged Bian's chest for comfort and sniffled as his master wiped away his tears with a hot compress and lie in bed with him.

“How about I bring you those hot buns, and we can...brush my hair. I'll even let you do my makeup.”

Wuji cringed as Bian smiled. Norton eagerly nodded sitting up. Wuji held Norton on his hip and retrieved the large amount of food for him.

Cleaning up was going to be a pain...

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