#“Rei is a fun little side game

[katfreaks-hidyhole]

Am replaying PLA with a new character. Captain Cyllene doesn’t approve of the shiny bugs

[thedrotter]

as a little treat i am sharing with you little Aya doodles I've done over the last few days to unwind ww just little expressions based on lines in-game because those are always fun to draw. nothing too special just biscuit

it's Aya because upon doing bizarrely throughout playthroughs of the game for still unspecified project purposes I've gained a soft spot for her she's my daughter now my mental tier list on my favorite characters is so confusing right now

[jihyoruri]

❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ 𓍢 HYPNOSIS ahn yujin x reader

↳ warnings idol!au, fluff, oc group, yn is an awkward loser and yujin is obsessed with the voice

ECLIPSE had become the name on everyone’s lips lately, and for good reason. when was the last time yg entertainment launched a punk girl group? never. it was fresh, bold, and something so out of the ordinary for an entertainment like yg, exactly what the industry didn’t know it was missing.

yujin vividly recalls the first time she heard a track from the group. the song was called "amnesia." sure, the other members had incredible voices, but there was one in particular that caught her ear.

the girl didn’t get many lines, but when that voice emerged, it was mesmerizing, almost haunting. yujin couldn’t get it out of her head, if she could, she would have that voice on repeat forever.

it made yujin want to find out who the girl was and immediately ask her how did she acquire such a voice and not be the main vocalist?

rei called her a solo stan for that comment.

and sure, yujin could’ve easily found out who that voice belonged to, but there was something thrilling about the mystery.

she knew their faces but had no idea who sang which parts.

there was something fascinating about not knowing, just hearing that voice without attaching it to a name. the mystery made it even more captivating.

then yujin found out ive would be appearing on a variety show with none other than eclipse. as much as she was a little disappointed that her game of mystery was coming to an end, she couldn’t help but feel a spark of excitement.

she wondered what the girl was really like. with a voice like that, she had to be flirty and fun, the kind of person who could charm anyone without even trying.

well…

“eclipse, introduce your names,” one of the mcs said, gesturing toward the four girls. yujin, seated with her group, who had already introduced themselves, scanned the faces of eclipse, hoping to figure out who possessed that voice that had her hypnotized.

“I’m arang the amazing leader of eclipse!”

too high pitched.

“I’m irene, the main vocalist of eclipse!”

nah.

“I’m yn.”

everyone chuckled at the quiet girl’s simple introduction. arang playfully smacked yn’s arm, and yn winced, looking up at the leader. “ouch, you know i have tender arms,” she said, earning another round of laughter from the room, including yujin.

“introduce yourself properly!” arang scolded, while yn adjusted the glasses perched on her face, the sides adorned with sparkly skulls. “I don’t know what I am…”

“she’s our secret weapon.” Irene says saving yn from another slap on her arm, “our secret talent.”

“yeah… I’m that,” yn said a little louder, causing another wave of laughter.

as much as yujin felt a certain pulling towards the girl, her voice was too low.

“I’m celestial! the charm of eclipse!”

that could be her…

“alright you guys can have a seat!”

“so,” the mc starts, “before we go into the haunted house, eclipse prepared a surprise performance for us!”

the girls of ive clapped their hands while yujin mind started racing, this is gonna be it, she’s gonna find out who that voice belonged to.

as eclipse began to sing, yujin kept her eyes fixed on celestia. she had to admit, when celestia introduced herself, she didn’t feel that pull, not like with yn, but still, she fit the image yujin had in her mind of the voice she’d been searching for.

but as the song progressed, yujin quickly realized: celestia wasn’t the one. the song was already a minute in, and she hadn’t heard the voice that had been haunting her thoughts.

celestia had sung a few lines, but it was definitely not her. irene and arang had also had their parts, and still, nothing.

which only left one possibility…

when the bridge of the song came, yujin’s eyes widened. yn was singing. her voice washed over the room, higher and mesmerizing, and yujin felt the same way she had when she first heard it through her phone completely hypnotized.

as they finished yujin was left speechless, not even clapping along with her other members.

“ah, so amazing!” the mc praised the girls, “so this is how it’s gonna go, you guys will be split into groups and a camera will follow you on your journey throughout the haunted house.”

“arang, wonyoung, rei and irene!”

“celestia, liz, gaeul and leeseo!”

“yn and yujin! you two will be in a pair.”

yujin looked at yn who seemed like she was in internal distress that she was separated from her members, she couldn’t help but find the slight pout on the girls face cute.

“there are different entrances that you’ll go through,” the mc continued. “keep your partners close, and have fun—or be insanely scared!”

as they began preparing for the haunted house, yujin couldn’t stop sneaking glances at yn. the girl was quieter than she expected, almost shy, which didn’t match the captivating voice yujin had heard.

and yet, there was something else. a slight awkwardness about her, sure, but also a tomboyish charm in the way she moved like she wasn’t trying too hard to be anything other than herself. 

she watched as yn stood awkwardly in front of celestia who harshly pushed yn towards yujin.

“shit,” yn muttered under her breath, and yujin couldn’t help but chuckle at her awkwardness.

“nervous?” yujin asked, her voice teasing.

yn looked up from fiddling with her belt, which had a large skull buckle, clearly using it as a distraction. “huh? oh, no, i’ve been through plenty of haunted houses,” she replied, her voice calm, though her hands betrayed her. “you?”

yujin watched as yn quickly adjusted her shirt after realizing she’d tugged it up while fixing her belt. yn’s slight fidgeting made yujin grin. “i get scared sometimes…” she admitted, her gaze steady on yn.

yn scratched the back of her neck, eyes flicking up to meet yujin’s. “cool…”

the moment they stepped inside, the air grew thick with tension. eerie sounds echoed around them, and yujin, who was walking slightly ahead of yn, jumped at the first scare, a hand that reached out from the wall. she yelped, stumbling back and nearly crashing into yn, who caught her just in time. 

yn quietly laughed keeping one hand on yujin’s shoulder while the other one adjusted the glasses on her face, “scared sometimes?”

the sound sent a shiver down yujin’s spine, her face heating up despite knowing yn wasn’t trying to be flirty. still, that low voice, so close, caused an unexpected flutter in yujin’s stomach that she couldn’t quite ignore.

yujin shook her head, “heavy on sometimes, wanna walk in front of me?

yn shrugged and went in front of yujin, seems like she wasn’t lying when she said she wasn’t scared.

so why was she fidgeting earlier?

even though she didn’t seem scared that didn’t stop the quiet girl kept muttering under her breath, clearly uncomfortable with the whole experience.

throughout the whole haunted house yujin watch yn in front of her.

she watched how yn awkwardly stumbled through the scares, yujin found herself strangely charmed.

yn wasn’t the flirty, party type she’d imagined. she was dorky and awkward, but in a way that yujin found oddly attractive.

every time yn tripped over something, or yelped at a random noise, yujin’s heart softened a little more.

“you’re really not a fan of this, huh?” yujin asked, glancing down at yn, who was still holding onto her arm, “you don’t seem scared though?”

“nope,” yn muttered, glancing around warily. “Inhate it, though”

a girl with a batter school uniform jumped from behind one of the corners causing yujin to loudly gasp immediately gripping onto yn’s arm who didn’t make a sound but had wide eyes behind her glasses.

yn unintentionally hooked her arm with yujin’s and dragged the older girl the other way, “okay that scared me, I almost shat myself.”

yujin couldn’t help but laugh at the girls words, knowing the editors would definitely have to bleep that out.

yn didn’t seem to notice it but yujin did, even when they were now far away from the girl yn didn’t unlink her and yujin’s arms keeping the girl close beside her throughout the rest of their journey through the house.

they eventually made it to the end of the haunted house, both of them visibly relieved as they stepped out into the light.

yujin stole another glance at her, watching as she adjusted her glasses for what had to be the hundredth time that night. yn’s messy hair, her slightly ruffled clothes, and that sheepish expression on her face, it shouldn’t have been attractive, but to yujin, it was.

as the filming wrapped up, yujin felt a nervous energy building in her chest. she’d spent the entire time getting to know yn in this weird, unintentional way, and now, all she wanted was to spend more time with her.

before yn could walk off to join her members, yujin hesitated for a second, then blurted out, “hey, can i, uh, get your number?”

yn blinked at her, looking almost surprised. “my number?”

yujin nodded, suddenly feeling self conscious. “yeah, you know, just to…keep in touch?” she handed yn her phone.

yn fumbled with her phone, clearly caught off guard. “oh, uh, sure. here.”

as yn awkwardly handed yujin back her oh won number, yujin smiled, feeling a strange sense of accomplishment. she had no idea where this was going, but for now, she was content just having this quiet girl with a beautiful voice’s number in her phone.

[mind-lost-in-the-stars]

a very minor thing about Richie’s death that’s bothered me for awhile now is how Pete and Ruth (I suppose Grace and Steph as well) don’t piece it together after it’s mentioned that Zeke the Fightin’ Nighthawk was murdered

clip for context

i will say that the digital ticket shows more remorse from both Ruth and Steph, but only after Richie is name dropped so yeahh…why didn’t they know Richie was the mascot when other people like Jason (and most likely Max) did? we also know him being the mascot isn’t a recent development after Max dies thanks to Jason’s “member of this team who’s gone unappreciated for far too long” line. that to me implies at least since the beginning of their senior year

a few ideas:

- he never told them because max threatened him is the theory that makes the most sense since “Jägerman doesn’t let nerds go to football games”, but this means he let Richie be the mascot for some unknown reason. was it to let Richie have a bit of happiness that Max still ultimately had control of. I don’t know, but it’s fun to think about

- it’s also very possible he never told them because he never had a reason to tell them, but Richie seems like the type of person to talk about the things that make him happy, and he clearly enjoys being zeke

-maybe max never knew, and Richie knew that if he found out that Max would beat him up for it, but this leaves the question of how Jason knows. if Jason knew and not Max, shout out to Jason for not being a snitch—love that man

- (take this one with a big ol’ grain of salt if u don’t like michie related things) there’s a chance that Richie being the mascot allowed him to see other sides of Max that weren’t just the bullying side which made Max grow on Richie even just a little bit. he of course wouldn’t want Pete and Ruth to know about this, so he kept that and him being the mascot to himself. Jon matteson mentioned once on a stream how out of the nerds Richie felt the worst about Max’s death and maybe that’s because he was (by process of elimination) the closest to Max in that group

- a sadder theory is that Pete, Richie, and Ruth actually just weren’t that close of friends. they all kind of just formed a group at a young age cause they were all labeled as nerds and sorta just stuck with each other through life cause they didn’t have anywhere else to go. I know it’s implied in “go, go nighthawks” that Richie being late to class isn’t abnormal, but for him to be missing for NEARLY THREE FUCKING DAYS and to have neither Ruth or Pete bat an eye either says something about them, something about Richie, but definitely says something about their dynamic as a group. (this is absolutely just theorizing about worst possible scenarios in no possible way do I see this one being the case)

I know it’s not a big deal like at all (and is a problem with a lot of other slasher media), but it always gets to me when characters move past the death of one of their best friends so fast just because a show needs to keep the plot moving.

*sigh*

either way, Richie deserved so so so much better and I hope he’s being held by Rei and Asuka in wherever the hell he ended up <33

[manias-wordcount]

The Same Dreams (Rei Suwa x Reader x Kazuki Kurusu)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗬 𝗙𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥'𝗦 𝗗𝗔𝗬 𝗧𝗢 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗗𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗗𝗔𝗗 𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘. 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆'𝗮𝗹𝗹 :]

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

By the time you come to, your eyesight is filled with the bright lights of the TV screen. 

 It’s foreign. It’s different. It just doesn’t seem real in this moment. But yet, it is.

 You let out a soft sound- groaning lightly at the agony of being awoken by such an offensive sight from such a peaceful slumber. It’s harsh, beaming, bright, colorful, and all sorts of things that you can’t help but hate in this tired, tired moment of yours. But no matter how hard you squeeze your eyes shut and try to pretend it doesn’t exist, some of that light slips through the cracks. And suddenly, your eyesight is adjusting. Even though you really rather it didn’t.

 Alas, it’s out of your control. And all too soon, you find that despite the darkness surrounding the open windows of the apartment contrasting the lights from the TV screen, you can see clearly once again. Your mind still moves a bit slowly. You’re sleepy and you’re warm and you’re content with this feeling. As you move to turn your head to take in the rest of the room, you still feel the lull of tiredness in your brain. But it eases up as you look from spot to spot- taking in all that you see. The tray of half-eaten snacks on the coffee table. The pile of dirty pots and pans in the kitchen, just out of sight. A mess of cables where phones and consoles and controllers fight to be plugged in for power. The line of stuffed animals angled to view the TV screen. And at the center of it all a passed-out Miri. 

 Wrapped in a blanket pile on the ground, head on a pillow, and completely conked out with a tiny snack wrapper in her hand.

 Once your eyes land on her, the memories of tonight come back to you oh-so-clearly. You were called over for a babysitting gig while the boys were away at work. And that turned into being convinced that you should stay for dinner since Miri was having so much fun…and there was nothing in your fridge at home. And one thing led to another, and suddenly, it’s a game tournament between three of you while the cooking takes place. But after a little bit more fun, it’s time for dinner. But after dinner, there comes more cries of how Miri doesn’t want you to go- how she doesn’t want the fun to end. And so, you found yourself sitting down on the couch once more. But this time, you’re wrapped in blankets. You’re swaddled with care. You’re sitting between two very handsome men…

 “Um, Rei…? Kazuki...?”

 …who just can’t seem to let you go.

 At the sound of your soft murmur, you feel Rei shift. You’re aware he’s a light sleeper- you’ve been told it comes with his territory. Though you didn’t expect him to be woken up by such a quiet whisper. One so far away from his ears, no less. Right now, he’s half laid across the sofa with his head on your lap and his arms wrapped around your thigh. His long legs hang over the side of the couch air while the rest of his body sinks into the plush surface. You can’t help but think to yourself that this position can’t be comfortable. But when you take the chance and give a soft whisper of his name again, you’re met with a familiar, low tone of voice that never fails to capture your attention.

 “Go back to sleep already…”

 For a split second, his comment surprises you. It’s followed by a rustle of him moving beneath his own blanket, before curling into you and your body even tighter than before. Your breath hitches at his reaction. You’re not used to seeing Rei this affectionate. Hell, you’re not used to seeing Rei this open or touchy or even comfortable with another person before. Even Miri still has to initiate all her cuddles. So you decided that you had to do it- you had to take the chance. But Rei barely reacts to the feels of your hand reaching out and curling through his messy bangs. No, he welcomes it as he turns a little more into your grasp and silently urges you to keep combing through his hair as he melts into your lap once more. 

  Though despite how floored you are at the rare sight before you, a quick look to the clock tells you that it’s way after the young girl’s bedtime. And something needs to be addressed:

 “Someone needs to put Miri to bed.” You whisper to him. Half of you hopes that this will be enough for him to let you go- let you stand and grab her so she can be tucked in nice and proper and get a good night’s rest. But the other half of you? “And I need to go home too. It’s after midnight.”

 The other half of you is wondering why you decided to open your mouth and say something like that in the first place. But fortunately for you- there’s already an invitation waiting for you. And this time, it’s coming from a voice you were a little more sure was still fast asleep by your side.

 “Stay the night,” Kazuki tells you. “I’ll get her to bed soon. So stay with us, okay?”

  His voice sounds heavy, and his breath feels warm against your skin. His head is still buried in your neck, and the arm slung around your shoulder squeezes you once. Twice, as if to say he’s not letting you go without a fight. And with that, the offer becomes tempting. A sweet deal. Spending time with your favorite boys and their adorable little girl. But the rational, adult in you is telling you how bad of an idea this is. It’s reminding you how you haven’t checked your calendar to see if you’re on the clock tomorrow. It’s reminding you how you haven’t set an alarm for when to wake up. It’s reminding you that you probably have errands to run or phone calls to make or things to remember or-

 The arm around your neck shifts. Though you aren’t quite aware of its movement or its purpose until the hand it’s attached to is suddenly under your chin. Titling your head to the side and then up, up, up until there’s more than enough space for Kazuki to make his move. More than enough room for soft lips to find their home against your jugular- delivering soft, convincing kisses to your skin. As if he knew you were going to be a flight risk all along.

 As if he knew you were going to be the most reluctant flight risk all along.

 “Rei,” Kazuki calls quietly in between kisses. The blonde doesn’t seem to care how your face warms at each contact. He doesn’t seem to care how your breathing has changed or how your heartbeat has increased with every single peck to your skin. He doesn’t even seem to care that he’s kissing your neck all soft and sweet like as his partner and closest friend curl up on your lap without a single care in the world. But as it turns out…he doesn’t have a good reason to. “Go set up in my room. I’ll join you guys as soon as I’m done with Miri.”

 And with that, Kazuki sheds his own blanket and pulls away from you. When he stands to his full height and stretches, your eyes catch his amber-colored ones for a moment. And you like to think that the knowing smile he flashes you isn’t because of your flustered, dazed, and a little bit disappointed expression is all too easy to see as it bathes in the light of the TV. But you’re not left in that state for long. Because all too soon, Rei is lifting himself up and out of your lap as well. He shares a nod with his partner as the two pass each other. Miri resting on Kazuki’s side as the blonde picks her up and takes her to her room. And you, now standing on your own two shaky feet as Rei slings an arm around your waist and pulls you into his side.

 Kazuki disappears with Miri as Rei busies himself with turning off the TV and grabbing the three phones left on the ground. He hands one of them to you, and you thank him quietly as you slide your device into your pocket. Your good manners are rewarded with the sight of Rei ducking his head down by your should neck and the feeling of his lips delivering a tiny peck to your shoulder. And then another one. And another one. And then one more, for good measure. 

 At this point, your head is swimming. As much as you hate it, you can’t help but tell yourself that this is a dream. That you’re dreaming. The nicest, prettiest, most desirable dream. Because the boys you know would never give this much attention. Never give you still much affection even though you wish for them to. But Rei’s hands on your waist, as he guides you through the apartment, feel so real. And the bed you find yourself laying on after a blur of emotions and movement throughout the apartment feels so real too. Almost as real as the loose hoodie that smells just like Rei covering your torso. Almost as real as the big pair of shorts you were dressed in that you swore you’d seen on Kazuki before. But it can’t be real. It can’t be. 

 There’s no way that the two men you’ve fallen so deeply for have just dressed you up in their clothes just to crawl under the covers and fall asleep by your side once more. No way.

 It’s foreign. It’s different. It just doesn’t seem real in this moment. But it’s so desirable. It’s so tempting. 

 It’s so real.

 Because when all is said and done, Rei’s bangs are now tickling your forehead as he dozes off in front of you, his nose brushing just against yours. Because when all is said and done, Kazuki’s arm is now slug over your side as his breath tickles your neck, and he enters his own dreamland just behind you.

 Because when all is said and done?

 You’re in between two sleepy boys who can’t help but dream the same dreams that you would too.

[unhappy-last-resort]

PGR Fanfic Recommendations

Just wanted to compile a little list of my favorites.

These range from 18+, to fluff, to angst, to suggestive (smut will be labeled 18+)

Knight's Longing - Sensabo

If you know my blog, this is not a surprise at all. I think I've talked about this fic like three times on here. It's gold if it were words. This is...not really angst or fluff, more of a character study if anything.

In This Moment - Sensabo

You like Noan? You like pain? Well do I have the fic for you! This is a slight canon divergence AU that takes place around CH26 / Cradle's Parade. If you know, you know.

|18+| 2023 Kinktober, Shameless - Starry

So, I did forget to mention (and was also self conscious about my writing so I lowkey didn't want to), but the Vonnegut segment is partly responsible for the existence of Forgive Me, My God. So...thank you for inadvertently enabling me?

Bloodbath - Starry

Yandere. Roland. Blood. My favorite things. Do I need to explain more? Like probably most people who are getting into the PGR fandom on tumblr, Starry's fics where one of, if not the first fanfics I read and this was absolutely the first Yandere PGR fic I read.

Am I The Only One? - Chronoshot

To be honest, these two fics by Chronos are a little special to me. Sprial of Chronos is one of my favorite patches and it's the one where I really got into PGR so it holds a special place in my heart

Luck Had Your Name - Chronoshot

This one I love a lot. The writing and use of color really emphasizes Lee's sincerity. On that note, this person is just a very good writer and you should read their stuff beyond this!

Regret - Les

a very cute little Chrome fluff fic that I read many, many moons ago but still warms my heart.

Marks & Claims - Les

A little Noctis fluff fic, one of the few that exist in English, I believe and I still remember being excited when I first saw it.

You Don't Have To Knock Next Time You Come In - Squishy

I still love this little yandere drabble from Squishy. They were the first one who really encouraged me on my blog and those asks and interactions I still hold dear to this day.

|18+| Twilight Falls (Bloodborne AU) - enupairdepartment

I, unfortunately, have yet to play Bloodborne, but I am obsessed with its aesthetic. Have you seen some of the scenery? Or the bosses? Terrifying, elegant, beautiful, and horrifying, are some of my favorite things. Hence why I had to read this AU. The ideas and potential this has definitely kept it in the back of my mind ever since I first read it.

Side Note: This author writes primarily Character X Character ships including Camu/Roland, Lee/Liv, Lee/Vera, Bianca/Watanabe so if that's something you've been looking for, consider checking them out!

Untitled Work - Shrimp Dumpling

Shrimp is one of the lovely people who participated in my PGR Writing Game, they have some lovely little fics that are honestly just a lot of fun to read.

Cherished Dreams - Eden

Do not be fooled by the author's ominous name, this is a fluff fic! With our one and only Wanshi written very beautifully.

|18+| Yandere Alpha - Rei

Look man, I have to include this okay. Ms. Lightning McQueen herself broke into my house and threatened me to do it, it's not my fault.

That's all that will be in this post, I will probably do this again at some point, but regardless I hope you found some new writers you'll enjoy. Remember to let them know that you appreciated their fics if you do!

[yourpeculiarfriend]

Hey,so,I’m writing a pla fic right now and I have no idea how to write adaman.pls help,

Ooh! I haven’t written for him in a while but I’ll try my best to give some advice! I might ramble a bit lol;;

Of course it depends what kind of fic you’re writing, but what I usually do when I write a character is go straight to their wiki page just to get the brief summary of them. This jogs my memory and gives me an understanding of roughly what they may sound like.

For example:

This is already a strong starting point to bounce off of. From here you can really just break him down to his traits and work from there.

While we never explicitly got the internal thoughts of Adaman in game, something I love about fanfiction is that you can use what you know to infer more about that. He’s a leader, but he’s impatient, he’s on the younger side, and he still has much to learn. His entire clan is like a family. There are times where he doesn’t feel taken seriously because of this, but you can still tell he has a position of authority. That’s what makes all of their dynamics so fun. Everyone in that clan, in some way is like a sibling to him. Even Akari and Rei are like his younger siblings in a sense. So obviously their dynamic is gonna be different than how he would act around Kamado or Laventon.

For dialogue - another thing I really love is that Bulbapedia has a quotes section for most, if not, all of the characters in games. Adaman is not an exception to this. When I write him I constantly come back to this section and read it.

Just from skimming I can remember key aspects of who he is. He’s a go-getter, he’s curious, he reflects on things a lot, and of course, he’s always got time on his mind.

What makes him so lovable to me is that he also has little quirks, which add so much. He can’t play the Celestica flute, he wants to learn how to cook, and it’s implied he’s had his Pokémon since he was young. But he’s not perfect. He can still be stubborn and jump into things. (He’s also a yapper! This man talks sooo much lmao!!)

I’ve spent an unhealthy amount of time taking notes of every little aspect of this man and I’ll be so glad if any of this has been helpful ajevjebe. Point is, there’s quite a few things to work with when it comes to him, which is really great. I’d love to read your fic if you post it anywhere!

[narrans]

A Small and Tall Collection | Chapter Five | Curious

Chapter Five | Curious

Rey usually slept throughout the night, but the night before was a weird one. He’d had a little too much to drink before bed and, try as he might, needed to get up to go to the bathroom. He was quick about it, but when he went back to the warmth of his blankets something just felt off about the room.

It didn’t stop him from going right back to sleep though.

First thing the next morning, Rey noticed that the feeling of tension was gone, so he didn’t think anything of it until later.

It was a Saturday morning and Soren had made chocolate and banana muffins as well as a loaf of something called “zucchini bread,” which sounded absolutely weird to him. Soren promised that it was going to be great, but Rey would determine that later. For now, he had something else to grumble about.

Cleaning.

He hated cleaning his room, especially when it was on a Saturday. Saturday was meant as a day of fun and games, but with Christmas coming up, Soren said that he couldn’t get them any of the gifts they wanted until some of their other things were cleared out or put away.

Soren was usually fair as a brother, but this felt like cruel and unusual punishment.

Still, Rey decided it was better to comply than try and fight his oldest brother on this one. He really wanted these things for Christmas and, if he knew his brother, Soren would deliver as long as Rey and Dorian both held up their end of the bargain.

So, the boys set off to work.

“Don’t forget to check under the beds too! Last time you shoved everything under your beds, and that isn’t cleaning!” Soren called after them as the two scurried to their room.

Rey tackled his side of the room while Dorian tackled his. Most of Dorian’s stuff was tangled cords and on their shared work desk while Rey’s inventions mostly littered the floor. On his hands and knees, he scoured the ground for all of his batteries and tools.

“Don’t forget to put your stuff in the bins, Rey,” reminded Dorian. “Yours is the bottom two since you’re short and mine are on top because I’m tall.”

“You’re not that much taller than me,” Rey grumbled as he shuffled on his knees to the drawers and pulled them open to organize his batteries and tools. Everything had a “proper place,” but putting things back was never really Rey’s strong suit. It was a painstaking process, but he and Dorian both were making good headway.

It wasn’t until Rey made it to the edge of his bed chasing a few stray batteries that he dared to glimpse under at the atrocity in the shadows. Already, he knew he wouldn’t get to any of his inventions later today. There were stray nuts and bolts, screwdrivers, and even a few toys that he noticed right off of the bat.

This was going to be a monumental task, and he didn’t like it. The young boy groaned and laid down on his stomach and began pulling out the various totes and things that were just laying there. Three handfuls in, he noticed something that he had forgotten about for such a long time.

It was his stuffed lion toy.

It was something he used to love playing with when he was younger and a toy he hadn’t seen in over a year.

This is where it went, he thought as he pulled it out from behind the leg of his bed. As he did, he felt his heart sink as his fingers were immediately met with stuffing on one side. He pulled it out and examined his once beloved toy and instantly noticed the gaping gash in the back where the patch had completely been ripped away. Shoulders slumping, he felt more determined than ever to find the piece of missing fabric rather than clean the wires and bits up from his previous endeavors.

Try as he might and after pulling everything out from under the bed, the patch was nowhere to be found. It was so weird. It was one of the patches he remembered Soren putting on because it was a starry blue fabric that was very soft. The longer he looked at it, the more curious he felt himself get.

How could a whole patch just go missing? And why were the threads cut? Rey knew enough about crafts and creation to know the difference between tearing, snapping, and cutting threads and wires. What had happened to his toy?

“Ow! Rey! You’re supposed to be cleaning, not making more of a mess,” scolded Dorian, whose area was still untidy because he’d gotten distracted looking at his old video games. He’d stepped backward onto one of Rey’s more robotic toys that had made its way into Dorian’s area.

“Sorry, Dorian. I was just trying to find the patch. Have you seen it? It’s blue and has stars on it,” stated Rey.

“The only thing I’ve seen is your toys all over the ground. Come on! We can still have movie night if you hurry,” Dorian scolded as he handed Rey the toy. Rey sighed and took the toy. He was about to put it away into one of the totes that slid under his bed when he noticed something else odd.

In the claw hand of the toy, he noticed what looked like a piece of tissue wrapped in a dark brown cloth. Confusion set in as he plucked the fabric off of the fingers of his toy and examined the folded fabric. He pulled out the piece of tissue and examined both the fabric and the white torn piece that had what Rey thought looked like a few specks of blood on it.

His curiosity was getting the better of him, and he hated a mystery he couldn’t solve.

“Hey, Dorian. Did you cut your foot when you stepped on this?” asked Rey as he held up the tissue piece to his older brother.

“Me? No. Why?” asked Dorian as he continued to put away his things slowly but surely.

“Well, I found a bit of blood on this tissue piece. It was in this fabric all wrapped up,” stated Rey. Dorian, for the first time, stopped what he was doing to go over to Rey and see what it was he was talking about.

“Well, that’s weird. No, I didn’t cut myself. And where’d you get that?” Dorian reached for the other fabric piece, but Rey managed to keep it snatched away.

“It is the thing the bloody tissue was in,” he explained. “And you don’t need to see with your hands.”

“Well, then you’re not getting my help in figuring out what it is,” retorted Dorian.

“What are you two going round about?” He didn’t need to speak loudly to get their attention. The usual thunderous voice of their older brother, Soren, startled them and they whipped around to see him standing there with a laundry basket on his hip and a confused look resting heavily on his brow. “And you two are supposed to be cleaning, not making more of a mess.”

“I tried to tell him!” Dorian interjected. “But Rey is over here pulling everything out from his bed and getting distracted!”

“You’re one to talk! And I was cleaning under the bed, like Soren asked, unlike you getting distracted with your old games,” Rey retorted in defense. “And I only got distracted because I found this thing here.”

Rey stood up and held out the blood speckled tissue fragment and the little cloth piece, placing it into Soren’s hand after huffing over to him.

Soren, keen hazel eyes used to taking in information all at once, accepted Rey’s offering and examined it quickly. He was a bit alarmed that he spotted a bit of blood on the edges of the tissue and perplexed as he noticed that the fabric Rey had brought him looked like it had been sewn into a tiny pocket.

“Was the tissue in this thing?” he asked, to which Rey nodded. “And neither of you are hurt or recognize it?”

“No and no,” replied Rey. “And a patch from my toy is missing too.” Rey hopped over the totes and snagged his stuffed lion from the ground and was back at Soren’s side in an instant. “The blue patch is missing.”

Rey was right. The blue starry patch was missing from the lion that Soren had fixed a few years ago. He remembered it because it was such a pretty material and had a different texture than the other patches he’d used for Rey’s lion. He felt his own curiosity mounting, but there had to be a reasonable explanation.

“Weird. And you haven’t found it?” asked Soren. The youngest boy shook his head and gazed up at Soren with those pale blue eyes they didn’t share. He sighed and gave his younger brother a reassuring pat on the shoulder.

“Well, we’ll get a new patch next time we’re out. Okay? As for this thing here, I would say don’t worry about it. It probably got caught on something and you just didn’t notice,” stated Soren. Rey stared at Soren disbelievingly, but Soren raised his finger to keep his brother focused. “Until we can investigate further, you’d better finish cleaning your room. I’m getting my chores done for movie night. It’ll be lonely there all by myself.”

“No!” Rey and Dorian cried in unison as they immediately scurried back to their room to work doubly hard.

In the meantime, Soren brought the laundry to the bathroom where their washer and drier unit sat and examined the two pieces Rey gave him further. Sure enough, the piece of tissue had something that looked like blood on it. It was so odd. It was too small of a piece to have come from him cutting himself shaving, and the cloth had odd but tiny stitching.

If he didn’t know better, he’d say that it looked like a pocket meant to hold the piece of tissue.

But why would that be a thing? This pocket was so small.

Nothing could be this small and need pockets, right?

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A Tall and Small Collection | Original Story

[myz-wykkyd]

The top reference was made by myself in 2021, the bottom was made in 2019 (watermarks are my old username). The templates I used can be found here and were made by Unearthy.

Additional art from left to right, was made by Athren, CNWGraphis, kiirino, and bakawomans <3

Note: Any variation of "I don't like Endeavor, but-" is not wanted in my comments or reblogs. You aren't obligated to like the character, but I don't appreciate my art or character being used to vent your frustrations when I'm just trying to have a fun time. I WILL BLOCK YOU IF YOU DO.

Old Art I made of my BNHA / MHA OC Suisei Murasaki<3 Suisei used to be my main oc and I was once as obsessed with her as I was Rosalie. She's still very near and dear to my heart ofc and after catching up with mha I was recently reinspired to work on her again. She's got a new reference on the way but until then I thought it'd be okay to share some of my older pieces/some art I've commissioned of her over the years. BIG LORE DUMP UNDER THE CUT.

You can view her TH here for more indepth information. Not all of it is up to date. But TLDR: Suisei Murasaki, also known by her hero name Andromeda, is a Pro Hero whose flashy quirk and philanthropy helped catapult her into stardom at an early age, and eventually lead her to achieving international fame. She is best known for the fun, game-show like tv shows she frequently hosts to raise money for charities, but she also does modeling work on the side and often appears as a guest teacher at her former school in-between her hero work. She doesn't take paycuts- instead she opts to donate money she makes to families in need.

In front of her audience she is perpetually cheerful, hardworking, dramatic and even a little silly at times. But it’s an act that she has chosen to keep up to avoid burdening her friends and loved ones with of her rocky personal life after the sudden loss of her husband.

Her Quirk has been tweaked a bit since 2019 so the one listed on her old reference isn't completely accurate, but basically it allows her to take on the properties of and fly through the air like a comet- making her extremely fast and strong. I've saved a few clips over the years of what I think it'd look like, so here's an example.

She was high school sweethearts with Endeavor at U.A and they remained together for a few years after their graduation, but they broke up when his obsession with becoming the number 1 hero began to interfere with their relationship. They fall completely out of connect. Suisei moves on and she eventually meets, falls in love with, 'marries', and has a child with a man who is actually All for One in disguise- but she doesn't discover that until much later (probably sometime before the Final War). After AfO's fight with All Might, he disappears without a trace from Suisei's life, and she's left heartbroken and unable to find any answer or explanation. So is forced to assume the worst. MHA first begins, she's just returned to hero work after being an hiatus for a while. She spent that time recovering and taking care of her child.

After her return, she eventually reconnects with many old colleges- including Endeavor. She joins Hawks in lending support to him after All Might's retirement. She ofc discovers she is still attracted to him, but I imagine the two simply remain friends throughout the rest of the series duration. But I guess in my personal story, Rei and him eventually divorce and he gives his family the space from him that he thinks they need while continuing to support them anyway they can. Only then do I imagine Suisei and Endeavor's relationship is finally rekindled a few years later. In this scenario I imagine Suisei and Enji have a daughter together who eventually becomes a pro-hero named "Red Star".

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⋆ albums ⋆ norman fucking rockwell! // ttpd + the anthology // evermore // born to die // did you know there's a tunnel under ocean blvd? // pure heroine // melodrama // folklore // this is what it feels like // good riddance // hmhas // quarter-life crisis // if i could make it go quiet // am // the good witch // the rise and fall of a midwest princess // snow angel // punisher // stranger in the alps // the record // home video // historian // this is why // bury me at makeout creek // puberty 2 // five seconds flat // riot! // guts // bright future //brand new eyes // songs // capacity // masterpiece // stick season // preacher's daughter // live through this // sundays // prelude to ecstasy // wet leg // rae // saturday night wrist // i can // heaven or las vegas // vampire weekend // so tonight that i might see // no burden // brat // the secret of us // everybody else is doing it, so why can’t we? // maggot // charm // among my swan // celebrity skin // AM // around the fur // remember that i love you // a-sides // the rest // be the cowboy // loveless // siamese dream // nowhere // souvlaki // lsd and the search for god // sports //american football // she hangs brightly // beatopia // i know im funny haha // our extended play // atlanta millionaires club // bewitched // how im feeling now // melon collie and the infinite sadness // twin fantasy // pornography //

⋆ tv ⋆ gilmore girls // cruella // heartbreak high // 10 things i hate about you // 27 dresses // do revenge // friends // all the bright places // pride and prejudice // how i met your mother // mona lisa smile // never have i ever // gossip girl // pjo // little women // but i'm a cheerleader // now you see me // the hunger games // the breakfast club // murder mystery // the fault in our stars // yellowjackets // how to lose a guy in 10 days // heartstopper // the princess and the frog // knives out // tinkerbell // geek girl // to all the boys i've loved before // five feet apart // the devil wears prada // knives out // anne with an 'e' // atypical // the babysitter's club // riverdale // ratatouille // enola holmes // mean girls // wednesday // the vampire diaries // the perks of being a wallflower // ruby sparks // bottoms // buffy the vampire slayer // juno // scott pilgrim vs the world // girl, interrupted // eighth grade // 500 days of summer // boyhood //

⋆ books ⋆ the invisible life of addie larue // we were liars // the raven cycle // the folk of the air // anne of green gables // little women // daisy jones & the six // the seven husbands of evelyn hugo // the hunger games // red white and royal blue // they both die at the end // pride and prejudice // pjo // the fault in our stars // all the bright places // five feet apart // turtles all the way down // heartstopper // solitaire // loveless // tuck everlasting // one of us is lying // sadie // she's too pretty to burn // caraval // the illuminae files // aurora rising // emily henry books // the bell jar // girl, interrupted // the virgin suicides //

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[cyberbun]

Sell me on love with the villainess if you like it so much

What starts as a silly romantic comedy about a girl trying to romance her favorite side-character from an otome game gives way to one of the most beautifully written romances I've read in my entire life, about two people learning to find worth within themselves through each other and fighting the world to love one another.

It's a story, fundamentally, about healing from the damage the world does to you through love - for one is healing from the trauma of being abandoned and never getting to say goodbye to someone you love, for the other from bigotry. It's about finding oneself in another and building something greater than the sum of its parts. Once it stops being a horny comedy it just hits you back to back with some of the most heartwrenching romantic narratives I've read without going full into tragedy territory.

It also helps that Rei and Claire are some of my favorite romantic leads ever, even if it takes a good chunk of the story for their romance to really kick off for good. The manga does a better job of giving them some more romantic development before they get together for good at the end of the second novel, but either way, I'm just such a sucker for undying devotion like that. Rei's early characterization of just being surrendered to ensuring her beloved is happy, even if she is not, just hits such a strong chord with me personally.

The manga does a good job of showing the growth of their relationship a little bit less one-sidedly, compared to the light novel. There's some wonderful moments that are added or mixed in just through aonoshimo's wonderful art excellent facial expressions communicating a lot of internality for both characters.

Definitely read the manga, but also check out the light novels - the first two are fantastic, third is my favorite, four is kind of mediocre but still fun, five is the author choosing to take a silly isekai premise and see how far she can run with it, such as "let's make it so it's not an isekai anymore".

The anime, so far, is really surpassing my expectations, especially with its visual direction. I fully expected it to be kind of a throwaway project, but they're really putting everything into it! They even condensed the worst parts of the story into just one episode this week.

Oh also the story also constantly grapples with the inherent maliciousness of capitalism and provides some pretty scathing commentary on being gay and trans in japan - nothing new, but it's refreshing to see something this mainstream get so overtly into the topic. Next week's episode, if they don't coward out of it, should be the one where they have one of the most iconic conversations of the story regarding the latter.

I hope this rambling mess of an answer is what you wanted, anon.

[hokis-aj]

(Her ghost bestie, Masahiro, wrote over it) (and helped her write it)

I just wanted to share one of my Hogwarts Legacy oc. Might do the others too later 😮‍💨

Thanks to @kiwiplaetzchen for the template ✌🏻🥸

⠀⠀⠀ 𖥨ํ🕊️ Name : Hakashi Reita. Her family is quite special in its own way. Let's just say that its members have always had fun giving their children names with gloomy meanings and, of course, the little girl was no exception, being named Hakashi. A very pretty name... for such a bad meaning. Haka is said to mean "Tomb", while "Shi" means "Death". As for her family name, which is just as pleasant, it's Reita. Her name comes from the words "to be haunted" (取 り 憑 か れ た, Tori Tsukareta). The phonetic syllable rei in her name may also represent 霊 (rei), meaning spirit or ghost.

⠀⠀⠀ 𖥨ํ🕊️ Special ability : Even if she’s blind, Hakashi has the uncanny ability to glimpse the souls of those who have died and are still roaming the earth. Although she's in charge of moving souls to the afterlife, some seem unwilling to leave because they haven't yet fulfilled their last wish. She uses this gift to help them leave in peace. This is one of the reasons to why she keep her eyes closed most of the time, finding hard to look at some of the souls but mostly because they are annoying *kof kof* Masahiro *kof kof*.

⠀⠀⠀ 𖥨ํ🕊️ Personality : Hakashi appears at first glance to be an eccentric and cheerful girl, an image that belies her background in a family that runs a cemetery. Known for her love of pranks and her disdain for idleness, she is determined to live her life to the fullest. This zest for life and her quirky personality often leave a negative impression on those around her. A former classmate, in particular, goes as far as to describe her as having a "punchable face" and suggests she should be kept in a frozen room. Hakashi's acceptance of death as a natural part of life might come across as insensitive to some, but it allows her to truly respect her job of helping the dead "cross over." This perspective leads her to dislike certain scientists, particularly those who seek to prolong life unnaturally. Her personality is as multifaceted as the grains of sand in a desert, constantly surprising people with her bizarre ideas. Despite the impression that she is always playing and never working, Hakashi's true dedication shines when she leads funeral processions down lamp-lit aisles, revealing a dignified and solemn side. She can amuse herself for hours playing a four-player card game alone, an activity whose joys remain a mystery to everyone but herself. While widely regarded as a lax entrepreneur due to her idle moments, Hakashi's commitment to her unique approach to life and work is unwavering.

⠀⠀⠀ 𖥨ํ🕊️ Story : Hakashi was born on October 31st, under a moon that bathed the world in a cold, ethereal glow. She was a child of the night, born at 3:00 a.m., or more precisely at 3:33 a.m., an hour fraught with meaning. It is said that 3:33 a.m. is the devil's hour, the moment when evil spirits rise to observe the souls of the living as they drift off to sleep. It's at this dark hour that the barrier between the world of the living and that of spirits becomes fragile, allowing malevolent entities such as demons and ghosts to insinuate themselves into our reality.

In a room dimly lit by flickering candlelight, an exhausted woman tormented herself:

« That's not my daughter ! Look at those black eyes, that thing isn't human, it didn't come out of my womb, no, it can't be ! » she cried, her voice shattered by fear and incomprehension.

These words, tinged with terror, reached little Hakashi's ears like a distant whisper, muffled by the thick darkness surrounding her. She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids refused to give way. A first attempt failed. A second, too. And a third.

Hakashi was blind. Her black eyes, two unfathomable orbs, couldn't grasp the light of day or the loving faces around her. But she perceived something else, a presence invisible to others. In the darkness of her world, she could see shadows moving, indistinct shapes that did not belong to the realm of the living. Ghosts and spirits haunted her gaze, intertwining in a silent, perpetual dance.

Thus, from her very first breath, Hakashi Reita was plunged into a universe where the boundaries between life and death dissolved, where shadows whispered forgotten secrets and wandering spirits disturbed the sleep of mortals. As a child of the night, born under a dark star, she had to learn to navigate this strange and disquieting world, guided by her keen senses and intuition.

The first years of Hakashi's life were marked by constant hardship. Her mother, deeply disturbed by her daughter's appearance and peculiarities, found it difficult to accept her condition. Despite this difficulty, her father remained a pillar of support, doing his best to surround Hakashi with his love and reassuring presence. The environment in which Hakashi grew up, however, made her existence even more complex. Her parents ran a cemetery, a place imbued with silence and mystery, where the boundary between life and death seemed constantly blurred.

In this cemetery, spirits wandered ceaselessly around Hakashi. Certain apparitions, with their frightening shapes and faces distorted by pain or anger, would have terrified any adult. For young Hakashi, small and vulnerable, these visions were a source of night terrors. Shadows swirled around her, their incessant murmuring filling the air with a palpable, oppressive presence.

It took several years for her parents to begin to understand their daughter's innate ability. It was a long road of misunderstandings and fragmentary discoveries. At first, they attributed Hakashi's nocturnal fears to simple childhood nightmares. But as time passed, they realized that these "nightmares" were in fact visions, glimpses of a world invisible to the eyes of the living.

The discovery of this ability turned their lives upside down. They understood that Hakashi was not just a different child, but a soul endowed with a rare and powerful gift. She could perceive the spirits that haunted their graveyard, interacting with them in a way that no one else could. This revelation brought a mixture of awe and fascination to her parents. For her mother, it finally explained the strange events surrounding her daughter's birth, while for her father, it reinforced his desire to protect and understand his precious child.

The nights remained difficult, populated by whispers and disquieting figures, her only companions were the spirits who had seen her born. They watched her with benevolent, sometimes malevolent curiosity, and taught her the secrets of an invisible world. Hakashi learned to listen to the voices of darkness, to sense evanescent presences and to understand the messages of ghosts.

In this life woven of darkness and occult light, Hakashi Reita, child of the night, forged her destiny, inseparable from the shadows that had welcomed her from her earliest hours.

⠀⠀⠀ 𖥨ํ🕊️ Patronus : The butterfly patronus represents transformation and rebirth, a flowing free spirit. People with an inner butterfly are creative, it flowing out of them like a river, and their ideas tend to pile up on top of each other. They have a love for their own mind, and want to make sure it is constantly in use. They can be a bit scattered in this way, as they often fly from place to place mentally, starting on one thing before they finish another. They are sensitive and fragile, but their inner strength is still strong, and they can hold themselves up despite the blows they are given.

TRIVIA

𓀾 | Hakashi's highly-developed senses enable her to fully compensate for her blindness.

𓀾 | Her sense of touch enables her to read with her fingertips, sensing characters printed on a sheet of paper; her skin also enables her to feel changes in temperature or pressure in the atmosphere around her. In this way, she can detect the presence of a person - apart from her other senses - at a distance of around 1.50 meters, thanks to the heat given off by that person.

𓀾 | Thanks to her sense of smell, she can identify a person by smell if she has spent at least 10 minutes with him. It's strong enough for her to know their approximate position. After practicing this skill for so long, she has acquired the ability to sense emotions as well as follow objects, humans or living beings over long distances. (She’s a dog)

𓀾 | Her hearing is so developed that she can hear a person's heartbeat over a distance of 10 meters and hear people whispering behind a wall. However, she can be disoriented by particularly loud and unexpected sounds.

𓀾 | Hakashi’s taste enables her to identify all the ingredients in a dish or drink.

𓀾 | She love to pop up behind students scaring the daylight out of them, coming out of the corner and « GRRAAHHRHRJAHR ».

𓀾 | Butterflies tend to follow her, and that wherever she is, butterflies will be there for absolutely no reason. What is actually fun is that butterflies are related to death.

𓀾 | She was hated at Mahoutokoro because she advertises her funeral parlor and refuses to help people who are about to die, because if that doesn't happen, who will she bury ? Business is business.

𓀾 | She’s that one friend that gives you oddly frightening fun facts. Facts that make you go « why does she know that? ».

𓀾 | Since her eyes are always closed, she sometimes falls asleep in class. When she's lucky, it passes.

This is Masahiro 👇🏻

[permanently-stressed]

Give me Biana hcss plz!!!!! literally anything, hobbies, random tics, habits, specific little things likes, dislikes, I love her and I need more from her

also I'm sry but I ship Tiana so maybe no ship related stuff? trying to be polite I swear but typing always comes across so crude I'm sorry!!!!!

I love ur blog thoooo <3

don't worry i got you 🫶🏻

So I'm gonna section these into Canon Abiding and Human AU, because I have a lot of headcanons about Human!Biana

Canon Abiding:

She has quite a bit of a temper when she's completely comfortable with someone.

Losing friendships is what takes the biggest toll on her emotionally, she was very uneasy when Maruca felt neglected

Because really, it wasn't a perfect friendship. They didn't have much in common. They were mostly friends because Alden wanted to be closer to Wylie's family.

She wears jewelry often because she likes to fidget with it.

She's very skilled with making only parts of herself vanish, but she's still figuring out how to only make her body disappear and only leave the clothes (like Wraith)

She uses her old bows to make Lady Sassyfur, her Emotional Support Stuffed Animal, even more adorable

Spends a lot of her alone time invisible, to make it seem like she's in control of something

Sophie, Dex, and her have this little trio where all of them count each other as their 'best friend' (but Sophie and Dex also count Keefe, too)

Her favorite dresses are all yellow or pink.

She looks at herself in the mirror twice, one to check for imperfections, another to think 'wow, i look good'

She has had to drag herself out of ruts in the past, but that's not a side of her she's willing to show to anyone yet.

Human AU Biana:

She did ballet from 7yo to 14yo

She picked up ice skating after that.

Christmas is her season. She decorates, she gives out gifts, the music is always on, she thrives.

Listens to Noah Kahan, Taylor Swift, Lana Del Rey and any 70/80s hits.

Her phone memory is always full because she takes pictures of her pets 24/7

Got really into coffee at some point and people prefer to have coffee at her house than anywhere else

She plans trips with her friends and actually goes on them. Masters in Art History? No. Masters in Fun.

Major fashion history fan. If she hears "but corsets were so restricting" one more time she is going to scream.

Her shoe game is impeccable but she's running out of space in her closet for them.

She does really light make up most of the time, but when she wants an extra boost of confidence she'll do something special with eyeshadow

Has 110 Pinterest boards. No, she's not kidding. No, it's not a hyperbole. She has 110 Pinterest boards.

She only has 7 different playlists tho. Sophie, with her 143 playlist, is horrified.

Graduated both high school and college with a 4.0.

and yeah! That's all I have now! Thanks for the ask!!

[rachi-roo]

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Buddies Daddies: Play your cards right

Hi ho, peepo! This is the first tiggle fic I've written in quite some time, forgive me if I'm a little rusty dusty with my wording or if it's too long XD

Tw: Tiggles

Summary: TK fic. Switch roles.

Miri and her two fathers are trying to enjoy a game on a rainy day but Rei's lack of smiling needs to be fixed!

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Saturday came once again for the oddly bound family of three. Two hit-men and their adopted daughter.

Today was special, special because there was nothing special. Kazuki and Rei had no jobs scheduled and of course, Miri didn't have any preschool to attend. Unfortunately, on this day they all had spare, it was pouring rain outside, so that ruled out any chances of visiting the park or even going for a walk. Stuck inside together, all day.

But that was okay! There were plenty of activities to keep all three occupied.

"Papa! Papaaa!" Rather, whatever interesting-looking item little Miri found that might get them to play with her.

"Papaaaaa!" The excited young girl rushed to find her fathers, clutching a small box to her chest. The two men sat in the lounge, the blonde sat at the dining table, using his free time to check up on various parenting techniques online while the other sat staring vacantly at his video game on the couch.

"Look! Look!" The girl batted at Kazukis leg with the box she had found, wanting him to take it.

"Hey, what you got there? Huh. Uno? I haven't seen this in a long time." He chuckled, turning the box over, and reading its contents with a smile. "It's a game? Right?" Miri queried, pulling herself up onto Kazukis lap.

He petted her hair, opened the box, and showed her some of the colorful cards. "Yep. It might be a bit complicated for someone your age-"

"I wanna play! I'm big! I can play it!" The child puffed her cheeks in protest, looks like they didn't have a choice. The blonde sighed with a chuckle, closing his laptop.

"Okaaay, maybe papa Rei wants to play too." He chuckled, smirking at his roommate, who returned an un-amused glare before shaking his head in protest.

<Ten minutes later>

"BINGO!" Miri cheered, slapping down a blue seven on top of a green two. Rei gave an exasperated sigh, this kid was un-teachable.

The blonde chuckled, sitting beside the hopeless child on the floor whilst Rei refused to give up his spot on the couch. Despite the fun game the three were playing together, he was still wearing his signature 'resting bitch face'. Miri wasn't having it today.

She held up a skip-go card in her tiny hand, waving it at Rei angrily. "No more grumpy! You're banned from grumpy!"

"That's not how that works." He deadpanned, looking at Kazuki as he laughed. "Sure it is! C'mon, just give us a cheeky grin, papa Rei~" The teasing wasn't going to work, Rei just glared harder, he always hated when they made fun of his lack of smiling, it ruined his cool bad-ass aesthetic.

Miri grew more irritated, thumping her hands on the table, and scattering the cards slightly. "I want papa Rei to smile! Papa Kazukiiiii!" Kazuki looked between the two before smirking at Rei. "I think I know what to do."

Rei instantly knew what Kazuki was thinking, this was a technique that had been used on him only a few times before. An evil torture method. Quickly shifting his weight as Kazuki pounced upon him, Rei managed to pin the blonde on his back with ease. His arms were trapped by his sides as the cool-tempered assassin straddled his waist, trapping him on the couch cushions.

He struggled underneath his partner, huffing as he realised he was stuck good. "Damn it! I thought cold-blooded guys had slower reflexes."

"Very funny." A set of nimble fingers appeared from nowhere, wriggling into the stuck man's ribs through his thin shirt. The feeling made Kazuki gasp and buck his hips suddenly, letting out a strained squeak.

"Wahait! Wait wait wait! Rehehei!" His begging fell upon deaf ears as his attacker casually poked and squeezed up and down each rib.

"Stahap! Rei! Rh- C'mon!" Kazuki tugged and twisted his arms, finally managing to pull one free, an uno reverse card gripped between his thumb and finger. "Ha! Reverse card bozo!" He grinned, grabbing Rei's hoodie collar and throwing him onto the floor with a thud.

"Oh no you don't!" Rei tussled with Kazuki, grabbing his wrists, and wrestling for dominance against the oncoming tickle attack. Miri cheered Kazuki on, clapping excitedly as she jumped on the spot.

"Get him papa! Make papa Rei smile!"

"I'm trying! He's too squirmy! Move ya arms darn it!" For a split second, Rei's arms out of the way, that second was all Kazuki needed. He stuck his hands up under his victim's arms, instantly getting locked in as Rei clamped down, his cheeks puffed up as he held onto his breath. Tensing up as he tried to activate the 'I'm not ticklish' thing before it was too late.

Kazuki grinned, he had the guy right where he wanted him. "Awww, giving me the silent treatment now? Can't hold your breath forever buddy boy~" Kazuki chuckled, trying to wriggle his fingers in their snare.

Rei shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut, his cheeks turning a rosey pink as the tantalising teasing got to him. He wasn't going to break. Not now. Not ever-!

"Aaaalrighty then, you've given me no choice!" Kazuki exclaimed, sucking as much air into his lungs as possible before burying his face into the crook of the dark-haired man's neck, unleashing an earth-shaking raspberry onto his vulnerable skin.

Rei's eyes shot open in shock. The gates were open and there was no going back. His head flung back, mouth agape as loud boyish laughter filled the atmosphere. Along with it came a smile. Bright and precious.

"Stahahap! Kaz! Kahahaz! G-Get the f-"

"Ah ta ta ta! No swearing in front of little Miri." Kazuki scolded, finally able to free his hands and attack Rei's unsuspecting tummy, shaking his digits into the toned abs.

"This isn't f-AHAHAIR!" His legs flailed behind Kazuki, pushing and dragging along the floor in desperate attempts to buck the blonde off. It was no use. Once the laughter started, all his strength seemed to be sapped away with each breath. No matter how much of a grip he had on Kazukis wrists, he couldn't budge them. The fuzzy sensation in his belly was his krypnonite.

"Yaaaay! Papa Rei's smile is so big!" Miri giggled as she perched on the tabletop, looking down at her flustered father's fight for freedom.

"Isn't it? He's a little sweetheart really. And now you know how to make papa Rei smile whenever you want!" Kazuki chuckled, blowing another raspberry on the poor man's neck as he desperately pushed on Kazukis shoulders.

"Stahap! Gehet offa' me! Ahaha!" This evil torture continued for only a couple minutes, which seemed like ours for Rei, when Kazuki finally let up. Looking down at his flustered, tired-out friend with a cheery grin.

A set of small hands patted Rei's dark hair as he panted, looking up to see Miri standing by his side, giggling. At least she was happy.

Rei gave one last, brief, smile at her before it faded and he turned his attention to beating Kazuki with a cushion. He hadn't been tickled like that in quite some time, but he knew there was going to be a lot more coming his way in the days to come.

And it wasn't all that bad.

[mystic-poison]

✞SELFSHIPTOBER✞

Day 1: Confession

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Characters: Rosho, Rei, Sasara, and Poison (me)

Relationship: Poly

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"Is Posion joining us tonight?"

"Highly doubt it. They had some night event at work that ended at 11."

"11? The party went that long?"

"I stopped questioning it when they did."

Rosho stood in the kitchen of his apartment, cracking open a few more beers as he listened to his division mates, Sasara and Rei, talked about their friend Poison. He had almost forgotten they had a night event at work tonight. There's been so many back to back, the nights just started to blend in with each other. He couldn't see how they did it; dealing with loud and sometimes downright rude guest all day, than hosting a party til midnight, standing for hours on their feet, just to do it all over again the next day. No wonder their caffeine intact is so bad.

"You think we should of picked them up from work?" Rosho grabbed the cans of beer for the three of them and walked back to the living room. "It's kinda late to be driving around"

"I tried offering a ride. They declined all five times. Something about needing to pick up mail from their grandma's house" Rei shrugged, grabbing a beer from Rosho.

Rosho raised a brow. "Mail? At 11pm?"

Rei just shrugged again.

"Sounds like Poison activities. I bet it's another plushie" Sasara chuckled.

"Still. That seems a bit late to be picking up mail. Even if it is a plushie" Rosho knew how much Poison loved plsuhies. That was a known fact. But he also knew they wouldn't risk waking up their grandma just to get a package.

Rosho sighed and decided not to think about it. As long as Poison got home safe, he didn't seem to mind the fact they weren't having drinks and game night with them. Once a month the 4 of them would gather at Rosho's apartment and play board games and have a few drinks. It was Poison's idea after all. It was a fun little activity they all did together. It kept their minds off their own jobs and stressful lives. It always lead with Sasara, Rei and Chibi crashing on Rosho's floor but it was part of the fun. He didn't seem to mind. It's was a good way to spend a Saturday night than drinking alone.

It was almost midnight when the men's game of BlackJack came to pause. A knock on the door snapped them out their slightly tispy state.

"It's 11:30pm, who could be at my door this late?" Rosho stood to his feet, his body feeling light but heavy all at the same time. He got his thoughts together before walking to his door and cracking it open slightly to see who it was, only to open the door wider when he realized it was Posion. "Oh, it's you Poison. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be home?"

Posion stood at the door, their same tired look painted on their face. A can of Monster in their left hand and three gift bags in the other, all different colors; black, green and purple.

"I was... but you know. I was in the area and just want to stop by and say hi" Poison smiled awkwardly, their fingertips tapping on the side of the can.

"Oh. I see, well you can come in. Rei and Sasara are still he-"

"No!"

Rosho raised a brow again. He seemed to sober up a bit seeing how jumpy and awkward Posion was being. It wasn't the caffeine, that was for sure.

"No?" The purple haired teacher stood up straight. "Are you alright? How many cans of Monster have you had today?"

"Not important." That meant Posion had more than 2. How they were still standing was beyond him.

"So.. if you don't wanna come in and say hi, why are you here?" Rosho asked. He took the can of Monster away, setting it on the small table near his door where his keys were.

"Uhm..."

Poison stood there, chewing on the bottom of their lip. Their foot tapped against the ground as their grip on the handles of the gift bags tighten. They could feel their heart beat in their chest, not only from the caffeine but also from the nerves they were feeling.

'Was this a good idea? Should I wait? Maybe I should of just mailed it to them. What if they did this is silly? What if they think it's stupid? What if they don't think the same!?' Their thoughts were all over the place. They were so intune with their thoughts, Posion didn't even notice that Rei and Sasara had joined Rosho at the door.

"Hello? Earth to Poison" Sasara gently tapped Poison in the head with his fan, snapped them back into reality. "There you are. So what's up? You're standing their like a deer in headlights"

"Was the event that bad?" Rei asked with a smirk.

Poison frozen again for a split second, seeing all three of them stand in front of them. They took a deep breath before shoving the gift bags into the men's hands.

"Here! Don't open til you get inside! Bye!"

"Wait, Poison!"

Poison had ran off before Rosho could stop them. The men watched their caffeine addict friend run all the way back to their car and quickly drive away.

The three men all looked at each other before back at the bags they were given that was color correlated to their hair. Rei couldn't help with smirk and chuckled before walking back inside.

"You heard them, let's open these things. It's heavy, it has to be good" Rei said.

"What was that all about?" Rosho asked as he closed his door.

"Maybe the caffeine and lack of sleep finally caught up to them." Sasara joked.

Rosho rolled his eyes. He definitely knew it wasn't the caffiene. At least not fully.

Sasara and Rosho joined Rei back in the living room and sat down at the table. They pushed cards off to the side before placing their bags on the table. They stared at them for a while, wondering what was in them that made Poison so nervous.

"Well, these aren't going to open themsevles!" Sasara smiled as he opened his bag and gasped. Inside was treats piled up to the top. From his favorite chips to the specific gum he liked to chew. "Look at all this!"

Rosho and Rei looked into Sasara's bag and saw all the goodies inside. They shrugged before opening their bags as well, seeing similar items.

"This is a lot of snacks and sweets. Do they expect us to eat all of this?" Rosho asked. He was grateful for the gift, but even he knew this would take him months to finish.

"There's more." Rei took out gift cards to his favorite restaurants and a can of small bottle of his favorite whiskey. "Christmas is months away and it feels like a miracle"

Sasara dug deeper into his bag "Hey! I got a new notebook to write all my jokes down. And a new pen. This brand is expensive.. how much did they pay for all this?"

Rosho took out a box that held a pair of headphones. "These are almost $50 headphones. What in the world.."

The three were extremely grateful for what Poison got for them but they were confused on why. Poison always gave them little gifts but this was, alot.

They soon got to the bottom of the bag. Their eyebrows all raised as they took out a small envelope and a plushie of them. It was clear it was hand-made by the weird stitching and their button eyes being slightly off.

"Aww, these are cute!" Sasara smiled.

"In a creepy way, yes." Rei added. "Mines have two different size eyes"

Rosho looked at the plush doll of him. He looked at the fake glasses it wore and how they had to be stitched to the face for them to stay up. He picked uo the envelope and opened it. He read it, his eyes widening before he burst into laughter.

"Huh? What's so funny?" Sasara asked.

Rei and Sasara watch Rosho laugh as he clenched the folded paper in his hand. They shared a look before opening their respective letters. The two snickered before bursting into laughter as well.

All three letters read;

'I like you! Like, really like you! I'm not good with words but I like you like how you like each other! I want to be apart of whatever you three have going on!

Please and thank you,

- Poison'

The three couldn't stop laughing. They knew Poison was being 100% serious. But they way they wrote the letter was hysterical to them. They could tell Poison wrote this using different color markers and pens. Little hearts scattered the page alongside stickers that match their personality quite well.

"They're an idiot." Rei sighed.

"But we love them either way" Sasara leaned his head against his plushies head.

Rosho sighed, calming down from laughing so much. He looked at the note, the bag of goodies and the plushie before smiling. The three took out their phones and messages Poison, they'll them they liked them too. They waited for a reply, seeing that Poison read the messages and quickly went back offline. They could imagine Poison's cute face as they probably cried and hid under their blanket from embarrassment.

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Selfshiptober promotes creator

Day 1 completed! This was exactly really fun to do and I can't wait to do more. This will almost be posted on my @twisted-mind-fuck blog

- Poison ✞

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Sullyoon x Reader: I belong with you

A/N: I swear this is not a sequel to Tingles, they're still happy there, also, req from a Swiftie I would assume

Permanent Taglist: @cwpiqwon@justme-idle

"Rei, it was just a joke, it's really not that serious...I was just teasing..." You tried in vain to talk into the phone, before hearing only the dial tone

Despair soon took over as you groaned, rolling your eyes at your girlfriends antics and turning your phone off in a huff. Why did things always have to be so serious with her? Turning to your window, you saw your neighbour Sullyoon scribbling something on a piece of paper, a form of contact the two of you had long shared.

You ok?

It was nice to know someone cared. With a small smile on your face, you sat on your bed, taking out a piece of paper and writing a response

Tired of Drama

You flashed the paper with a sad shrug, as Sullyoon wore a small smile on her face too

Sorry :(

Once again, you shrugged, You and Rei had been dating for ages now, but it never seemed two sided, something was always up. Shaking off the thoughts, you saw your phone light up, a text message from your coach about the game coming up on the next day. Not wanting to be distracted, you quickly closed your blinds, joining the video call with your team

An hour later, you stretched, back sore and head aching from the discussion. With your earbuds now off, you could now hear some music blasting from the house next door. Sullyoon's house. Interest piqued, you walked over, lightly shifting the blinds out of the way, laughing lightly as you saw Sullyoon jamming out to some music, dancing in her room, hair mic in hand as she moved about. This was a side of Sullyoon not many saw, even you. In school, Sullyoon was the quiet student, top of the rankings academically, but always out of the spotlight, by her own volition. So it was rare to see her Sullyoon so carefree, having fun. Regardless, it lifted your spirits to see Sullyoon having fun, and the fact that she was an excellent dancer didn't hurt either. The gravity of what you were doing finally hit you, feeling a little creepy(for real, why was this shown like a romantic thing in the MV, it's a little creepy isn't it), taking one last glance to admire Sullyoon's dancing before closing your blinds.

"Front Door. 9AM. I'll drop you off at school." Was all your girlfriend had sent to you after ignoring you the whole night. With a sigh, you quickly dressed up, grabbing a pair of worn out jeans together with a plain white shirt, walking to the bench in front of your house, seeing Sullyoon with her nose buried in a book.

"Hey Yoona!" You called out, her birth name revealed to you after one of your lengthy conversations from school once when Rei was out drinking with her buddies. "Hey." Was all Sullyoon said back, never one for many words. Unbeknownst to you, her blush and her heart vigorously thumping was not helping things. "Your hair's a mess Sullyoon, Jeez." You jokingly commented as you reached over to her, isolating a few rogue strands of hair, tucking it behind her hair. "Thanks." Sullyoon replied, turning her head to hide her blush "So how's the preparation for the big game?" Sullyoon asked, a smile on her face as she saw you light up, you beginning your long ramble as you talked about how important this game was to your team, all the while Sullyoon's eyes never left your face, her doe eyes seemingly turning to crescents as she looked at you, seemingly imagining her future with you. "Sorry about that, I got carried away, it's just easy to talk with you. I don't really get to do this with..." You sheepishly scratched your head, trailing off and hoping Sullyoon had missed what you had said, but you turned to see her concerned face "Is everything okay?" Concern laced on her voice as she patted you on the shoulder "Yeh, everything's fine, don't worry about it." Sullyoon wanted to believe you. She really did. But she couldn't help but notice how your smile dropped a little when Rei pulled up in front of the two of you in her car. "I'll see you at the game later Yoona." You said with an obviously forced smile, turning to see Rei glaring at Sullyoon. Though you were confused at what was going on, you entered the car, seeing Sullyoon timidly waving goodbye to you, but you were quickly pulled into a kiss by Rei. Not only was the timing weird, it wasn't what a kiss should feel like. You always thought these romantic kisses should have been light, gentle, a kiss that held all the love and care the other person had for you, but this wasn't it. Rei's kiss was rough, dispassionate, heartless even, a kiss to mark her territory more than express her love. After the kiss, Rei shoved you back on your seat, shooting Sullyoon one last dirty glance before driving off. "What was that?" You asked, still unsure on where you stood after the argument last night "Nothing, just don't like the sight of that girl." Rei groaned, rolling her eyes. "Yoona's a good person Rei, if you'd spend some time with her you'd see that." You tried to convince Rei, Sullyoon always had a way of making you cheer up after a tough day, in a way Rei never could, even if she bothered to help. "Ugh, whatever, y'know what, if you're just going to spend the whole ride fawning over her, just fuck off, I don't want to see your face." Rei said, pulling over as she shoved you "Rei, we're in the middle of a highway, can you ju-" "Out." She rolled her eyes once again, staring at you till you sighed, getting out of the car. She quickly drove off, not sparing you a second glance. Guess a walk to the school isn't too bad 

Once you finally got to the school, your shirt was drenched, legs slightly sore. Once you got into your locker room, you plopped onto your chair, trying to rest a little, before noticing your friend and Power Forward Hyejin walked to you, tossing you a box. "What's this?" You asked, peeking into the box to see some of your favourite snacks, a drink and a 4 leaf Clover. "Oh, some girl came to the locker room looking for you. You weren't here so she told me to hand it to you."  "Was it Rei?"  "No, it was that other girl that kinda looks similar. I think her name is Sullyoon?" Hyejin said, you nodded in acknowledgment as you dapped him up, before looking into the bag. "Of course it was her." Digging further into the bag, you found a small scrap of paper on the underside of the clover "All the best for the game later. You're gonna do great!" Smiling, you took the 4 leaf clover into your hand, holding it to your chest before looping the chain around the clover, setting it in your pocket, running out to the court. On the way to the court, you could see Rei with her cheerleader friends, warming up for the game, you tried to wave to her but once again, she didn't spare you a glance. Lost in the crowd, you could see Sullyoon too, sitting with the band, and she waved enthusiastically as she spotted you running out of the tunnel, an action you reciprocated, before pulling the clover out of your pocket, showing her that you had gotten the gift, before shooting her a heart with your hand. 

It was a tough fought game, that went back and forth and back and forth. The opponents blitzed your defence, overwhelming your team's defence, but the game was buoyed by you and Hyejin's one-two punch. After a long game, it all boiled down to the last possession, both teams all tied up with 5 seconds left, ball in your hand. As you made a drive to the basket, somewhat open thanks to a solid screen by Hyejin, you elevated for a shot, only to be fouled by the opposing center, sending you to the free throw line, two chances to ice the game.

Walking up to the free throw line, you took a deep breath, trying your best to drown the hecklers out, doing your free throw ritual before shooting the free throw. Clank. Your head sunk as your teammates came to you, high fiving you and reassuring you that you could make the next one. But the pressure was mounting, the crowd getting louder and louder. In the middle of the madness though, you could hear one voice through the noise. It was Sullyoon, her voice was not loud but it cut through the chatter, cheering you on. Closing your eye, you took a deep breath, before shooting the next free throw. Swish.

The next moments were surreal, the crowd bursting into either ecstasy or despair, your teammates and bench charging you as they celebrated, lifting you up and throwing you up in the air as you celebrated. Once the crowd had let you down, you ran to find Rei, hoping to celebrate the moment with her, only to find her with her tongue jammed down some random person's throat. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" You yelled out, Rei turning around as she looked at you with disdain. "Oh please, you had to know you were just another body for me, run along now." She snidely commented, as you clenched your fist "Whatever Naoi." You grumbled, storming off. Unbeknownst to you, amidst the chaos of the celebration, someone had witnessed what had just gone on. And she was pissed.

Running to the empty locker room, you sat at the bench, an empty feeling overcoming you. You should have known that Rei was just using you, but she had seemed so sweet, so perfect, before it all went downhill. You should have known. Hearing footsteps, you looked up. "Hyejin, can I be alone for a little?" "It's me Y/N." Sullyoon's voice rang out from the door, as she took a seat beside you. "You saw what happened didn't you?" You asked, feeling your tears welling up at the betrayal you had just witnessed, Sullyoon wordlessly nodding. "I thought we could work." You muttered, before feeling Sullyoon's hands on your back, patting you in an attempt to calm down. "Do you want me to go and get you anything? Something to drink?" Sullyoon offered, before freezing up, feeling your head resting on her shoulder. "Could you stay here? Just for awhile?" You lightly whispered. Mustering all the courage she could, Sullyoon turned slightly to you, letting her body sink a little to allow your head to rest more comfortably, her hand lightly comforting your cheek as she felt your breath slow down

Months had passed since that day, news of your breakup with Rei spread like wildfire, though the exact circumstances were not disclosed, most thinking the two of you had just parted ways. In that month, you had slowly gotten closer to Sullyoon, though not sharing classes together, you'd spend time taking the bus home together, as well as continuing your little window chats. In these few months, you were enlightened. After feeling what you did for Sullyoon, you realised that what you had with Rei wasn't love, love was two sided, and though you doubted Sullyoon loved or even liked you, you somehow felt more love from her than you ever did from Rei. Today was a special day, prom. Dressing up for prom, you looked through the Window, seeing Sullyoon laying on her bed, reading through some textbooks as she turned to you, smiling as she waved. Grabbing a piece of paper, you scribbled

You going tonight?, a small hopeful smile on your face

no, studying Sullyoon had an apologetic face as she shrugged

"Wish you were going!" You wrote back, a sad smile on your face as Sullyoon giggled, seeing you turn and walk to the door.

Looking through her books and stacks of paper, Sullyoon found a note she had wrote ages ago, a feeling that she still had after all this time.

Prom was pretty lifeless for you. You had fun, yeah, talking to your teammates and their dates, but it all felt empty. You had always dreamt of being at prom with someone dear to you, and now that you were here, all alone, it all rang hollow on your own. As fate would have it though, you weren't doomed to spend the night alone. As if the world had suddenly gone silent, and the lights in the party hall dimmed, only one spotlight remained, your gaze turning to see Sullyoon, dressed in a beautiful white dress, walking through the floral arch. In that moment, nothing else seemed to matter, your eyes only stayed glued onto the angel who had just descended from heaven, walking towards you as the crowd parted away, all in awe at the new side of the girl who they had perceived as a one dimensional nerd. Your jaw dropped, but it soon morphed into a smile, the two of you sharing a smile as you walked towards her.  Suddenly though, you felt an arm grab your shoulder, Rei in her red dress walking to you as she clung to your shoulder, trying to talk about some nonsense, but none of that mattered, as you quickly brushed her off your arm, continuing your walk toward Sullyoon.

The two of you stood parallel to each other, smile never leaving your face, as Sullyoon took a piece of paper out of her pocket

I love you

Smiling at Sullyoon, you reached into your jacket pocket, pulling out a similar piece of paper

I love you

Both of you lightly giggled at your shared actions, and following Sullyoon's gaze to your lips, the two of you approached, sharing a gentle and beautiful kiss

And that's all she(or I guess I) wrote