#Ahaha ya know how I start t two years ago?

[thateclecticbitch]

I HAVE MOTHERFUCKIN SIDEBURNS THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!!

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pairings: shinso hitoshi x cat girl reader 

warnings : slight bondage in the end, sfwish, yn is a cat girl guess thats it ahahah. all characters are in their third years thus they are 18 and plus!!

a/n: ahaha so i fnally uploaded this!! i swear shinso is one of my favs so im so happy you requested this! so important noteeee if u’re updated w the manga ya prolly know shinchan will start in the hero class (i think he’s going to be in class B) by his second year. so this scenario takes place in the third year so both him n reader chan r in the hero course :]]]] enjooy!!

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hitoshi couldn’t lie to himself, he was genuinely amused by your quirk. a literal cat girl!? seriously? even though, he was aware that in this supernatural world, where anything and everything is possible, and that there might’ve been at least a million catgirls, around the globe; it still came as a surprise. 

he likes cats, they are adorable and what not; but a human as a cat? is he allowed to like them? wouldn’t that just be a weird fetish? hitoshi had been struggling with the answer to that question ever since he found out you could lewd cat girls which was since middle school. 

the next thing he knew was that there was one sitting two feet away from him. the universe was playing a cruel, cruel joke on him. 

at first, he thought you were shy; afraid to talk to others. he noticed that you kept to yourself, yeah you had friends alright. he had seen you hanging out with kendo and tetsutetsu before but you were quite introverted. that being said, he was shocked to find you bickering with the infamous angry blond of the other class; apparently he had insulted your quirk- deeming it vain and the only use of it was being an eye candy. you sure did give bakugou katsuki a piece of your mind that day, the teachers had to stop both of you from tearing each other’s faces off. 

hitoshi found himself thinking about you. a lot.  he figured he was crushing on you. yes, he definitely was. sometimes, he’d see others petting your head and scratching your ears like,  you know, how you would do to a cat...it was so hard not running up to you and doing the same. it was hard, very hard but he managed self-control until he slipped up.

oops-

you were standing next to him and his hand ventured on its own and landed on top of your head, petting it and scratching your ears like he had seen your friends do. usually, you would let out a purr but now, you froze. out of the blue hitoshi had started patting and rubbing your head. on top of that he didn’t even realize it, he continued with his actions until you practically bit him. he swiftly pulled his hand away and looked down at your smaller figure which was fuming with rage. 

your face was on fire, eyebrows scrunched together, and fangs baring out, you growled at him. “what the fuck?” you spit shoving a finger to his chest, “take your weird fucking fetish away from me!” one could say you were livid. you proceeded to threaten the life out of hitoshi, promising him that you’d make him call for his mama the next time he pulls something like that up. he apologizes and promises he wouldn’t do something like that ever again. 

well, he lied. he does it again and again until it becomes a hobby of his, reaching out petting your head and scratching your ears while you stand there with a raging blush across your face. you like it, secretly but you’d never admit. hitoshi seems to get bolder over time. one day in class he just, straight out  grabs your tail tugging on it, feeling the soft fur between his fingers. you almost ripped his face off that day. 

surprisingly, both of you become friends. training together, hanging out from time to time, and yes. the teasing hitoshi pulls you through. the friendship that grows between the two of you is beautiful but the sexual tension? it’s frustrating. hitoshi wants you to beg for it but you know your dignity is not going to allow it ever. 

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“you look cute..all tied up like this.” hitoshi grins tugging on your tail as he watches you struggle in his binds with your face bright red and ears twitching.  you both had been training till a minute ago but now, you were all tangled up in his capture weapon suspending in midair held together by the thick straps of his scarf-like equipment.

he stalks around you stopping right in front of your face. His fingers gilded under your chin, tugging your face up. “not funny..shinso, let go!” you struggle around the capture weapon hoping it would loosen the string but instead, it only gripped around you tighter.  “you know,” he calls out to you, his eyes a shade darker than the beautiful purple he always wore. “you’re always such a brat and i am tired.” he is petting your head again, “tell me,” he says your name sending shivers down your spine and desire through your veins. “do you want me as i want you?” his nose touches yours as he waits for your reply, you let out a meek yes which makes him lose all the self restrain he had. 

he smashes his lips onto yours kissing you with passion. he nibbles on your lip, grazing his tongue over it before slipping it into your mouth. moans leave your throat as the kiss gets heated, it’s as if hitoshi doesn’t want to let go but the growing need for oxygen takes over him, he pulls away locking his eyes with your cat-like pupils, thinking of what all he could do with you for the rest of the night. 

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[angrymongol01-archived]

A/N: Am reposting two of my shelved discontinued fem!Hinata fics from my old blog here (for exposure ig? Also I didn't delete them completely there, they're just posted privately lol); for those who've read the original post before and wondering why this blog repost another blog's work, supplies~!! OP here, filling this blog with some Haikyuu content from last October. Enjoy ^^;; ALSO DO NOT SEND HATE ORZ smh

My Masterlist

Prologue | 01 | Omake 01

tho it doesn't looked like an extra chapter at all smh ahaha

Omake 01

wc: 1.9k words

warning: mentions of thigh touching (and probs kidnapping but not implied), a bit of OOC-ness, a few ‘damn’ mentions.

note: indented paragraphs -> flashbacks

*NOTE: since purple/violet is unavailable via PC (using desktop beta lol), I'll use yellow for Ushijima instead.

“…ta…nata…Hinata!”

A female’s voice continued calling her from her deep slumber.

The faint smell of ammonia wafted in the air.

Eyelids slowly opened as she regained consciousness.

“Ah, thank goodness you’re awake now, Hina-chan!”

“Yachi-san?” She groggily glanced at her friend.

“I’ll tell the others she’s awake!” Suddenly, the owner of that voice earlier, Date Tech’s manager, Nametsu Mai, stood up and headed outside the door. Yachi nodded her thanks.

“W-what happened… Where am I? Is this not our—the managers’—room?” she asked.

Hinata started to sit up from where she was laying but wobbled.

Luckily, Yachi and their second-year senpai Kinoshita Hisashi helped her out and gently positioned their fellow member on one corner of the classroom-slash-makeshift sleeping area.

Her senpai sheepishly replied to Hinata, “This is Date Tech’s sleeping quarters. We were having our first practice match of the day, against them, when Sugawara-san called to inform that they’ve found you together with Shiratorizawa, and their captain carried you on—“

The decoy shivered, thinking about the restroom incident hours ago.

“—and fainted on Ushijima’s shoulder. Ma~n, Suga-san’s so furious back then Kageyama had to stop him from killing them.” Kinoshita chuckled.

“Your room’s kinda far away from where they found you, so the managers decided to drop you off here since it’s the nearest one.”

Hinata sweatdropped, a bit embarrassed.

“Ah… thank you, and sorry for whatever inconvenience I have caused earlier…”

Yachi shook her head. “No, no, it’s fine! You’ve done nothing wrong, Hina-chan~,” she grinned at the orange-haired girl.

Smiled back also.

Then she suddenly facepalmed. “I forgot about the practice match! Is it still going yet?”

“It finished an hour ago, we lost—2-1,” a scowling Kageyama answered, trudging towards the three.

“K-k-kageyama…!!!” the female middle blocker blanched with fear, hands gripping the blanket draped on her lap, while the raven-haired setter shot a menacing glare at her, which she averted. “I’m… I’m sorry for—“

“Are you alright?” he quietly asked Hinata, his hand perched on her head.

His deep blue eyes swimming with concern and worry.

She felt a slight flush on her cheeks while meeting his gaze.

“H-hai, I’m fine!” the chibi assured Kageyama. “Nothing to worry about, Bakayama-kun~!”

And she smiled at him.

The boy suddenly became hot and turned to look away from her, hiding his flustered face with the back of his hand.

“H-hinata boke… idiot,” Kageyama stuttered, his heart thumping louder than normal.

Ahh… he sure is whipped for Hinata, that Kageyama boy, Kinoshita thought, shaking his head.

While their blonde manager only giggled.

Recovering from his blushing mess a while ago, the raven-haired setter took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes at Hinata and quipped.

“But I guess you do know that we lost in the match earlier because of your carelessness around your surroundings, right, dumbass?”

He smirked.

This pissed the female decoy and threw in some punches at Kageyama, which he constantly dodged. “Shut up, you!! I said I’m sorry, alright?!”

“No, you did not!”

“Yes, I did, Bakayama!”

There goes their ‘lovers’ quarrel’ again… hahaha…

“Hinata!” Sugawara’s sweet voice boomed inside the room as he entered together with their team’s captain Sawamura Daichi. Beside them tagged along Hinata’s friend from Date Tech, fellow middle blocker Aone Takanobu.

“Ah, Sugawara-san!” The first-year idiot duo stopped their bickering when the gray-haired setter all of a sudden hugged her.

Hc’d Suga and Hinata are chummy-chummy but in a mother/daughter sort of way.

He is, after all, Karasuno’s Sugamama.

“Honey, are you alright now? Did those Shiratorizawa bastards hurt you? Don’t lie to me!” She blinked in reply, baffled.

He might cry in an instant now—

“Oi, Suga, calm down,” Daichi said, drawing circles at the fellow third-year’s back to calm him down.

Aone then stepped closer besides Hinata and sat with his legs crossed, his eyes gazing at hers like Kageyama’s.

“Are you okay?” he asked her, his deep voice nearly startled both Hinata, Yachi and Kinoshita.

Date Tech’s one-third of the famous Iron Wall is a man of few words, and his replies were mostly grunts, hand gestures, and nods.

So it’s rare for him to speak, or ask a question, especially to a member of the opposite sex—or, in this case, at Karasuno’s Number 10. At Hinata Shouyou.

She held both hands at Aone’s now flustered cheeks, and grinned.

“I’m okay now, Aone-san! Don’t worry too much~ nn?” She tilted her head while looking at him.

C-cute… she’s cute, No-Eyebrows thought to himself. Even the other boys thought so, too.

Then he nodded.

Hinata patted his shoulders. “Good!”

Ahhh the power of friendship, feat. AoHina—

“Say, Hina-chan,” Yachi looked at the orange-haired girl. “Care to say to us why you fainted on Ushijima-san’s shoulder?”

The chibi stilled herself, cheeks starting to get a bit red. Kageyama noticed it.

“A-a-ano!! H-hinata-chan, it’s o-okay if you d-don’t have to tell us! S-sorry for asking such a foolish q-question—“

“Yachi-san, calm yourself down, too—,” the captain sweatdropped.

Looking at the people around her, Hinata slowly opened her mouth to speak.

“My thighs are kind of ticklish when being touched,” she muttered, face in an embarrassed state.

“Ha?” “Ticklish?”

“He—Ushijima-san touched the back of my thighs, but just to keep myself from falling down his shoulder!” the female middle blocker said aloud, pouting. “That’s why I… f-fainted earlier.”

Her partner remembered the face she made while being carried on Ushijima Wakatoshi’s shoulder.

“USHIJIMA-SA—hyaah! …P-please… stop—“

A vein pop ticked on the raven-haired setter’s face, his jawline twitching slightly.

Kageyama’s fists gripped hard, his face a big scowling mess.

Damn that Ushiwaka guy—

Another dark aura emitted on another corner as vein pops ticked on both Dadchi and Sugamama.

Wearing their scary faces.

Both Hinata, Yachi and Kinoshita panicked, while Aone furrowed his brows.

“Did you bring some shovels, Daichi?”

“They’re inside the bus compartment, Suga.”

“Good. We’re digging some graves for some perverted volleyball dorks to bury down later—wanna help us, Kageyama?”

———

Meanwhile, at Shiratorizawa’s side of the training camp, the members were at the sidelines, taking a break from practice when—

“ACHOO!!!” Tendou sniffled for the nth time already ever since coming back to the gym with Ushijima after the incident with Karasuno’s Number 10. “Uh, yizz…”

“Tendou-san, are you really alright?” their team’s first-year ace-in-the-making Goshiki Tsutomu asked, his face scrunched with worry. “You’re sneezing constantly.”

The redhead shook it off with a wave of his hand in reply, and smiled grimly.

“Yeah, I’m a-OK, thanks for your concern, Tsutomu-kun!”

“Oi, are you sick?” Shiratorizawa’s team mom third-year setter Semi Eita stared at his fellow third-year teammate with disgust. “If you are, please stay away from us! We don’t wanna get infected by your cold… Goshiki, don’t go near him!” “Eh? But, senpai—“

Tendou narrowed his eyes on him. “Semi-Semi, if I do have a cold, I will first go straight at ya and share my germs, duh!”

“DON’T CALL ME BY THAT STUPID NICKNAME, YOU IDIOT!” the team mom seethed, throwing a pack of tissues at the middle blocker in reply, hitting his arm.

A quarrel ensued at Shiratorizawa—

“Okay, guys, that’s enough! Save your bickering later at lunch period,” another third-year, Oohira Reon, chided and managed to stop both Tendou and Semi from tearing off their heads.

While the rest of the team just sighed and/or watched at a distance.

“Ano sa…”

Some of them turned their heads at the semi-deep voice of second-year starting setter Shirabu Kenjiro.

Idk how to describe voice ranges ‘cept high-pitch, deep blah blah sorry—

“Tendou-san, you mentioned earlier that you and Ushijima-san met Karasuno’s Number 10, right?”

“Aye~ we have!” the redhead then nudged Ushijima, who was sitting near him, on the side. “Right, Wakatoshi-kun?”

He nodded. “Un. We met Hinata Shouyou early this morning, outside the gym.”

“EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! You two met that cute sunshine already upon arrival!?!!” Both their libero, Yamagata Hayato, and middle blocker, Kawanishi Taichi, squawked at their captain.

Their faces looked like (‘◉⌓◉’), with Kawanishi gripping the collar of Shirabu’s shirt, shaking wildly.

“T-taichi, stop shaking me, goddammit—!” Whack!

Said second-year middle blocker started to wail in a dramatic way.

“WHYYYYYYYYYYY—!!”

Dunno how to grasp Kawanishi’s personality here tbh so stfu dejk—

“We were about to bring her here back though…” Then Ushijima’s usual stoic face darkened a bit.

“…if only those Karasuno setters didn’t show up.”

“Ah, that Kageyama guy and their vice-captain, isn’t it? Number 2?” Shirabu pointed out. “That guy’s really scary even though he has the face of an angel; their captain also.”

Oohira asked, “Wait… so you two attempted to kidnap the girl?”

“No, no, ‘kidnapping’ will only cause us trouble,” Tendou said, waving his hand in a disapproving way.

“Let’s call it ‘luring her with some sweets then put her inside a potato sack’—“

“ARE YOU A DOWNRIGHT LOLICON!?!!” Semi screamed straight at the Guess Monster’s face, pissed at his earlier statement.

Tendou vs Semi, Round 2–

“I-I heard from Date Tech’s Koganegawa-san that Hinata-chan fainted on you, Ushijima-san,” Goshiki stammered, red tinge on both his cheeks due to embarrassment, maybe? “Is that true?”

Ushiwaka nodded curtly. “Ye—“

“EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! SHE DID WHAAAAAAAAAAT!?!!” Both Yamagata and Kawanishi squawked again, interrupting his response.

Their faces now looked like (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾, with Kawanishi again gripping the collar of Shirabu’s shirt, shaking wildly.

“KAWANISHIIIIII!” An uppercut.

Chaos ensued inside the Shiratorizawa Academy (High School Division) Men’s Volleyball Club.

Their captain declared to himself, his olive-colored eyes shone with determination:

We will take Hinata Shouyou here, in Shiratorizawa. She should have (come here). Whatever the consequences be.

“WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU SLACKING OFF, YOU NIMRODS!!! GET YOUR ASSES BACK TO PRACTICE!!!!”

“HAI!!!!”

———

How did the supposed-to-be ‘rumor’ begin? It all started when…

“Aaaarrrggghhh!! This is not right, Ryuu!”

“Huh? What d’you mean ‘not right’, Noya?”

“I want to sit next to our cute kouhai Shouyou on the bus earlier, but it’s always that bastard Kageyama who gets to sit beside her!! Hnnnnnngh—!!! He gets to touch Shouyou’s hair whenever she dozes off, or place her head on his shoulder to sleep on! Or-or maybe even take a candid shot of her sleeping cutely—dammit!!! This is frustrating!!!!!”

“Ahhh~ I know how you feel, bro! I, too, want to sit next to our precious Hinata-chan on the bus! B-but… Noya, what about Kiyoko-san?”

“Ryuu bro, our loyalty is always on our beautiful goddess Kiyoko-san—BUT SHE’S DIFFERENT FROM SHOUYOU! Our kouhai is literally the epitome of a living sunshine~! She cures our blues away! Remember that time during our match with Wakunan, when you were kind of down about Daichi-san’s injury then Shouyou suddenly hugged and peppered you with words of encouragement?”

“Oh, yeah! It calmed my senses down… and also! Remember when you came back from your suspension, and me and Hinata noticed bruises—“

idk I really need to refresh my HQ knowledge by rereading the whole manga orz—

“—on your arms? Ma~n, she freaked out and began applying those with some ointment she had in her bag. And you told me later that time Hinata’s hands were very soft even though she spiked and blocked so many balls in her lifetime? Also that expression on your face! So priceless!”

“Ahhhh~ I wanna touch Shouyou’s soft hands again longer! Not just a high five—but holding hands!”

“Me too~ Damn, I wish there’d be some kind of (rotational?) seating arrangement whenever we’re on the bus, traveling to matches and stuff…”

“Ryuu! Noya! Heya!”

“Tora! Our shitty (city) boy from Tokyo—wassup!”

“We can’t wait to play another game against you guys later! ww”

“Same here!”

“Ah, what are you guys talking about?”

“OUR PRECIOUS KOUHAI HINATA/SHOUYOU!!!”

“Eh? Shrimpy-chan? What about her?”

“It’s like this….—“

The two crows and mohawked cat walked their way inside the camp premises, talking.

Unbeknownst to them, two eagles accidentally eavesdropped on the earlier conversation.

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[trashyswitch]

Mr. And Mr. Sanders: A Love Story

When looking for evidence of 'opposites attract', you can look no further than the relationship between Logan and Patton Sanders. These two teachers are well known for being an open relationship through the decades that they've been working together.

Chapter 1: The Casual Days of a Married Gay Couple

One day, Patton decides to somewhat ruin Logan's serious reputation in favor of seeing him experience life and laugh more often.

For @kanene-yaaay, 305unreal.

I thought this would be a fun series to try and work on. I felt like writing some Logicality, and I started to wonder what it would be like to have married gay teachers in a school setting. Thus: this series was born! I hope you all enjoy!

Life as a high school teacher is most of the time, very interesting. Teachers often teach more than one subject, allowing them some variety in their day. A couple of the teachers teach a class, and also do a side job.

For example: One of the teachers is a child development teacher, and a resource teacher at the same time. He teaches two CD classes, and works on paperwork in the resource room the rest of the day. Sometimes, he overworks himself and has to get a supply teacher in for one of his class periods so he can catch up. But, he soon pulls himself into a good routine that rarely stresses him out too much. This teacher was Patton Sanders.

One teacher that teaches multiple subjects, is a man known as Logan Sanders. Logan is one of the school’s main English teachers. He was also given the chance to teach a couple history classes, since the main history teacher was on maternity leave. Though this probably would’ve stressed out most teachers, Logan was completely unphased by this new change. In fact, he was almost delighted to be teaching a history class! And to make things better, the kids were more attentive than he ever expected. He was almost thanking the main history teacher for being on maternity leave, so he could get this new opportunity.

Now, you’re probably wondering why both of the teachers had the last name ‘Sanders’. Was it because they were siblings? Were they twins? Were they related in any way? Well...Yes.

They are a married couple.

One day, the two teachers were hanging out in the teachers lounge while on break. Patton had gotten all caught up on his daily student updates, and had closed his laptop for the next hour or so. Patton stretched out his back and cracked his knuckles as he got out of his seat.

One of the teachers shivered and looked at Patton with worry. “Better be careful with how much you’re doing that. I heard it can cause arthritis.” the gym teacher mentioned to him.

“I have told you time and time again Smith:” The health teacher walked up to the gym teacher. “Cracking your joints does not cause arthritis.” She told him.

“Easy for you to say. I cracked my knuckles and wrists for years, and now look at me!” He showed off his wrists and hands. “I’m riddled with it!” He told her. Funnily enough, his hands and wrists were barely symptomatic.

The health teacher sighed and felt the pockets of inflammation in his wrists. “You’re overreacting. I know the diagnosis is heartbreaking for a fit man like you. But millions of people get arthritis! It’s a common hereditary disease. Your case is mild.” The health teacher told him.

The gym teacher sighed and sat himself down at the staff table.

Nearby, sitting on a couch with a laptop in his lap, was Logan. Patton hopped himself up to the couch and say down beside him. “Hi Logey.” He greeted.

“Good afternoon, Pat.” Logan greeted back.

“Whaaaat are ya workin’ on?” Patton asked.

Logan turned his laptop to face Patton. It was a powerpoint presentation on one of the WW1 battles.

“Oooooh! Getting into the big war?” Patton asked.

“Mm hmm. They already know what caused World War One, and we’ve already gone through a few of the battles.” Logan told him.

“Cool!” Patton reacted with a smile. Logan returned to working on the powerpoint, but didn’t really pay much attention to his husband. Patton’s smile dropped slowly as he started to notice this as well. Logan was just tappy-tappy-tapping away...not even noticing the man that had stolen his heart years ago.

Finally, Patton had enough. He gently grabbed his laptop, saved the powerpoint to the correct folder, and closed the laptop. “All done for now.” Patton told him.

“I...wasn’t.” Logan protested awkwardly.

“Well, I say you are.” Patton declared.

“Pat...you already finished your work. I haven’t finished mine, and I want to finish it while I still have the thought in my head.” Logan told him.

“Logabear: out of the both of us, you have the best memory.” Patton poked his head lightly, before moving his hair behind his ear. “I doubt you’re gonna forget something like that in an hour.” Patton mentioned.

“You’re being very dominating right now, and I’m not sure how to feel about it.” Logan admitted.

“Oooooh! Dominating, huh?” a teacher teased. A crowd of ‘ooooh’s filled the room as a wolf whistle was heard in the background.

“NO, that is NOT what I meant! I meant...like, loving! Comforting! Making me blush!” Logan told them.

“Awwww! You should see how blushy he can get!” Patton said to the teachers.

“Patton, is this necessary? I don’t- GAH!” Logan jumped and curled in as his side was squeezed.

“The most blushy he’ll get, is when he’s being tickled! Specifically on his ribs!” Patton told them as he skittered his fingers all over his sides and ribs.

“PAHAHAhahahat! Nohohoho! Nahahat ihihin frohohont ohohof- NO! NO NOT THERE! NAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! HAHAHAHAHAHA!” Logan quickly bursted into laughter and threw his upper body back in a failed attempt to get away.

“Who’s a ticklish Logey? Who’s a ticklish Logabear? You are! YOU ARE!” Patton teased childishly.

“IHIHI AHAHAM NAHAHAT AHAHA CHIHIHILD, PAHAHAHAT! YOHOHOHOU KNOHOW THIHIHIS!” Logan protested through his laughter.

“But you’re always so mature! I wanna show everyone the playful, cute side of you I get to see everyday! It’s so cute and I wanna show it off to the world!” Patton told him happily.

“THEHEHE WOHOHORLD DOHOES NOHOHOT NEHEED TO KNOHOHOHOW!” Logan yelled.

“Awww! Is Logey gwowing embawwassed? Is Logey-pogey getting fwustered?” Patton whined in a little kid voice. “Don’t you smile! Doooon’t you smile! Doooon’t yoooou smile!” Patton teased further, causing Logan to grow a huge toothy grin with a blush as red as cherries.

“That’s so cute! Logan deserves all the love!” One of the teachers cooed.

“Out with the composed, and in with the cute.” another teacher added.

“I knew nerds were prone to be adorable, but I always assumed nerds lose their cuteness as they grow up! Looks like I was wrong.” Another teacher mentioned.

While Logan was getting tickled and teased by both Patton AND the teacher audience, someone else was watching the whole thing…

[Two hours later:]

Logan was nearing the end of an English work period, and most of the students had already handed in their assignments. Logan gave them a short writing exercise as a ‘ticket to leave’ quite a few minutes earlier, so it wasn’t a rushed hassle to get it done before the bell. It looked like the students managed to finish them really quickly because a pile of the small writing pages were on Logan’s desk, and the kids started coming together into their friend groups for the last few minutes of class.

One such group appeared to be laughing and having lots of genuine fun. So, Logan walked up to see what fun they were doing.

“What are you guys up to?” Logan asked.

“Uh oh...We’ve been caught by one of the serious teachers. Quick! Stop having fun!” one of the kids joked.

Logan rolled his eyes, but chuckled at the stupid statement.

“Come on guys, give him a break. See? He’s got a sense of humor too.” another student told them.

“Hey Cole: truth or dare?” One of the teens asked.

“Dare! Bring it on!” Cole replied with pride in his voice.

“I dare you to make us all your truth or dare partners.” She declared to him.

Cole widened his eyes and laughed as he got up. “Alright!” He replied.

Logan widened his eyes. “That is a very clever dare!” Logan reacted. “I am impressed.”

Cole smiled as he clapped his hands. “Okay. By a show of hands: Truth?” He called.

Only a couple people put their hands up.

“Or dare!” He called again.

The rest of the group threw their hands up immediately. Cole smirked as he thought about the size of the dare he’d need to do. “I dare all of you…” Cole paused mid-sentence to think of something fast. As he thought, Cole looked up at Logan and quickly felt his brain juices flow. “I dare all of you to tickle attack Logan!” Cole decided.

Hold up, WHAT?!

The kids turned to face him with a mix of confusion, and curiosity in their faces. “Is he even ticklish?” One student asked.

“I doubt a serious man like him would be ticklish.” Another student mentioned.

“Pat Sanders would say otherwise.” Cole mentioned.

Logan widened his eyes and slowly pointed his index finger at him in disbelief. “I...You- YOU SAW THAT?!” Logan reacted.

Cole chuckled as the kids suddenly started to see a different side of Logan. One of the kids walked up to him with curious eyes and her fingers wiggling. Logan immediately blushed and pushed the fingers away with an awkward chuckle. “Ohohokay...R-Remember what you learned in elementary school: hands off everyone, even the teachers.” Logan attempted.

The girl laughed. “You’re talking to a grade 12 class that’s half filled with adults!” She reacted, showing off the friend group. “You’re fine!”

The student walked right up to Logan and brought your hand up. “One squeeze?” She asked.

Logan just stared at the hand in pure awkwardness. Finally, after no answer yet no protest, the female student gently squeezed his side. Logan just about jumped 5 feet into the air and squeaked higher than a mouse! Logan covered his mouth and immediately felt his face heat up with a light red blush.

“T-Theresa…” Logan stepped another step back. “...No.” Logan warned.

“No...what?” Teresa asked.

Logan almost shrunk a few sizes down due to his embarrassment alone. “N-No...Nooo…” Logan struggled to get his words out.

“Nooooo…” She poked his side. “Tickling?” She poked with her left hand.

“Does,”

She poked his ribs. He squealed and backed up another step.

“This,”

She poked his belly. He hugged his stomach and cowered further from her.

“Tickle?” She asked, poking his arm.

Logan nodded and put his pointer finger up at her. “Teresa…” Logan kept it up. “...I...” Logan’s hand slowly fell. He had nothing to say. Even if he did, he would never be able to say it.

Teresa smirked as the rest of the kids stood up and started to surround the vulnerable teacher. Finally, Logan turned right around and ran for his life. He sprinted right out of his own classroom, and ran in long strides down the long hallway.

A pile of students were following right behind him, sprinting after him so they could tickle him to bits. Logan felt an immense amount of adrenaline...More than he’d ever felt in a long time. He could feel the floor almost vibrating with students’ steps as he struggled to run from the army of evil teenagers.

It was in this moment that Logan wondered: Why did I ever take this job?

Logan ran up a bunch of stairs and did all he could to not hit any other walking students in the hallway. He must’ve apologized roughly a thousand times as he sprinted and dodged people! Even as the hall monitor tried to stop the students, all the students spared them from being trampled, and kept on sprinting after Mr. Sanders.

Logan finally sprinted into the staff room as a lawfully neutral way to get away from them. Logan slammed the door with his back, and sprinted to the coat closet. Logan was so busy running away from the army of his evil students, that he didn’t even notice that Patton was in there! The child development teacher was trying to get some work done in peace. But that was slightly ruined (in a good way) by his hyper husband.

Wait a second...Hyper?!

Patton looked up and walked to the closet. “Logey? Sweety? Is that you?” Patton asked, opening the door.

Logan was panting profusely with a wobbly smile and a pink blush on his face. Patton giggled at the adorable look on his partner’s face. “Awww! What’s with the adorable face?” Patton asked.

“The...st-students...are...Pleasehelp…” Logan managed to get out.

Patton tilted his head and walked up to the staff room door. He opened it and widened his eyes:

There were a total of 20 kids standing there! “...Oh.” Patton reacted.

“Hi Mr. Sanders!” Cole greeted. “I’m Cole, and I dared all of them to tickle Logan.” Cole told him.

Patton widened his eyes and slowly grew a smile. “...Oh??” He reacted, not sure whether to be concerned or excited.

Logan gulped and hoped Patton would save him.

“So...are we allowed to come in?” Cole asked.

Patton looked at the end of the door before looking at Cole with a smirk. “How do you know Logan is even in here?” Patton asked.

“We watched him run in.” Teresa replied.

Patton giggled.

“Soooooo…” Cole awkwardly waited for Patton to reply.

Patton closed the door slightly and pointed to Logan’s ticklish spots. After showing them a couple times, Patton waved for them to lean in closer. “I will let you off the hook. But if the camera catches any of you, that’s out of my control. Okay?” Patton explained quietly. Cole, Teresa and everyone else nodded. “Okay. Wait on my presentation to come in.” Patton ordered.

Patton walked into the staff room with an evil smirk on his face. “Oooooh Looogaaaan!” Patton sing-songed. Logan’s eyes widened in horror. “Won’t you come out, Logey-bear?” Patton asked childishly.

“...P-Pat...What are you p-planning?” Logan asked.

Patton smirked and pushed the door right open. “A whole whack of tickle monsters are here to seee yooouu!” Patton declared.

All the kids sprinted up to the closet and pulled him right out. Logan yelped and struggled amidst their pinning, and quickly bursted into giggles as a few of his ticklish spots were targeted. There were so many hands tickling him! So many fingers! A few of them were pinning him up and exposing a few of his spots, while others were tickling him absolutely everywhere they could reach! Though, a few of the students mentally decided that thigh tickles and hip tickles were gonna be crossed off the list for obvious reasons.

“GUHUHUHUYS! COHOHOHOME OHOHOHOHON!” Logan yelled.

“Mr. Serious Sanders is turning into his husband! Soon, we won’t be able to tell the difference!” a student reacted.

“I love how Patton openly calls him Logey-bear! It’s so cute! Definitely suits him!” A female student mentioned with a giggle.

“Brohoho! This guy’s laughter is very contagious!” Cole reacted.

“This is the cute nerd stereotype come to life! And I love it!” A female student reacted.

“Who needs hot people like the gym teacher, when you can have cute nerds like Mr. Logan Sanders!” Yet another student reacted.

Patton giggled and recorded the entire thing. This was such a hilarious thing to watch! But Patton made sure to keep it onto his phone and only his phone. He knew how important his reputation was to his husband. So even though Logan’s reputation was somewhat shattered by his students, he wasn’t gonna further destroy his reputation with the video on the internet. Patton smiled and stopped the recording before walking up to the students. “Alright, alright. Let’s give the poor man a break.” Patton moved the kids aside and knelt down beside his lover. “You okay?”

Logan nodded in response, still a giggling mess.

Patton helped him up, sat him down onto the couch and got him some water. While Logan slowly got calm, Patton allowed the kids to ask questions about their loving relationship. Soon, the teens fell in love with the cute little love story that came about with the two men. They started to hope that someday, they would all have their own love story.

[pffbts]

where are you? :( we missed you and your graceful writing.

the thing is i`m still here but not quite often. i write these days like a ghost, post one letter once a week or maybe nothing. it`s frustrating for me because i don`t like how my writing habit went downhill just like that :( these days, i`ve been too busy with online classes & all the assignments that whenever i do get time after finishing all my stuffs, i just don't have the energy to sit in front of my laptop and write (plus the fact that i do study on my laptop ahaha rip my eyes). it`s hard for me these days to come up with a topic to write. plus i`m now studying 3D modelling (currently at the base stage of anatomy studies) so that takes up a lot of my creative side. last month, i finished with my 2D animation part, our exams have been pushed back so i don`t know what lays ahead.

sometimes, i do come over here to read my own letters because somedays it gives me comfort. somedays i just come to lurk over here, searching pics/edits/gifs of my favourite people. last month, i got into svt and now i`m an armycarat so that`s an update!! i`m very much active on my twitter so if you miss me, you can always dm me there for a lil talk, i guess?? it sounds quite silly but yeah.

i haven`t watched enough anime too these days. yesterday i finally caught up with fruits basket s2`s last aired episode (also rip kissanime if ya`ll know what i mean), two months ago, i finally finished bnha so yeah that`s about it, i think? right now, i`m watching it`s okay not to be okay & watashitachi wa douka shiteiru (alt: something is wrong with us) but it`s like one episode per day when i don`t have classes.

i think one time, maybe it was this week?? i was thinking to make this blog for both svt & bts because i just love how they`re my comfort people 24/7. but yeah then i just laughed because these days i don`t even write so :(( i can`t promise anything for now.

plus, i don`t know if many of you know but i live in india and the pandemic here is ridiculously spreading, i haven`t properly gone out after march 21st this year, i think? the surrounding is so bad that i can`t even think positively at this point. i know my main purpose to make this blog was to have a safe place for you all and you know?? it`s still a safe place. i have loads of letters which will comfort you overtime but i still miss this place myself. when i started this blog i was feeling very down myself, i was struggling to keep myself going through the last year of my school, now that i`m in college doing something i love, i`m giving my all there. so it`s almost like i graduated from that phase when i was running this blog.

BUT i`ve this feeling that i`ll keep this blog as it is. some days i would come and start writing again, interacting with you all again, take your requests again (i still actually have 10 requests pending in my ask box lol) but not now, i think? the timing is a lil tough for me. i need to get along with my studies for now. but i`ll write, so don`t worry. thank you as always for loving what i write. i know i`m not the best (not even trying) but i`m happy that i was/am a part of your memory.

SORRY THIS IS LONG BUT I THINK you should know because you deserve to know :))

also how are you!!?? are you doing okayish these days? i know it`s tough, extremely tough but i really hope things get better!! stay safe!

and, as always, i love you a lot <3

[nochuuuenthusiast]

vlive

anon asked:  hi! can i request one where you are both idols and you do a vlive together and just do a bunch of cute couple like things and whatever else u want to add 💞

sorry if this isn’t what you were expecting >< and i’m sorry for taking such a long time!! i had trouble thinking of a plot but here it finally is ! so i hope you enjoy !!

*requests are always open so feel free to ask away!

genre: fluff; idol!jungkook, idol!reader

word count: 1496

Jungkook stared blankly at the screen of his phone with his eyes wide open as he saw the number of views and likes increase exponentially by the second.

1:30am

Jungkook was currently in his hotel room in Hong Kong after attending one of his favorite, yet most tiring, music award show: MAMA-- Mnet Asian Music Awards. Although he loved performing with the rest of his members and feeling the rush of adrenaline as he danced and sang his heart out, his favorite part of the show was watching you... your charisma whenever you stepped foot on the stage always gave him goosebumps and seeing your passion and talent always made him smile. Today was no different. After his grand 15 minute performance, Jungkook rushed to get changed as quickly as he could so that he wouldn’t miss your performance. Jungkook loved your group’s new comeback, especially since the fans were able to see a new “sexy” side of you, after having promoted the “cutesy, girly” concept for over a year now.

Sometimes your fansites would catch him nonchalantly staring at you while you were on stage, but now that it has already been over a year since your respective companies revealed the news that you two were officially dating, they had gotten used to it and there were less haters than before. Jungkook knew that confirming your relationship would upset some fans but he viewed your relationship seriously and he knew that telling the public would be the only way to show you his commitment... and so, after months of keeping things a secret, Jungkook finally pressured BigHit to release a statement.

1:31am

“Hi everyone...” Jungkook scrolled through the never-ending comments to see how his fans were reacting to his V live.

“Guys, I’ll get started at... 1:35... let’s wait for everyone to come in.”

Jungkook was extremely tired and he felt like he could probably knock out the instant he laid down on his bed, but you told him that you wanted to do a V live with him after the award show since you’ve never done a V live together as a couple. So, despite his tired state, Jungkook agreed to do one... he just couldn’t resist your needs.

1:35am

“So you guys are probably wondering why I turned this on... Well, the truth is... (y/n) really wanted to do a V live with me... so, we’re gonna eat our dinner and answer some of your questions a bit later.”

Jungkook’s pupils were moving up and down as he tried to read all of the fast comments that were being posted.

“Where is (y/n)? Ahh... she’s taking a shower right now... she said she didn’t want to look sweaty in front of you guys so she said she’ll come in a bit later...”

Jungkook put his elbow on top of the hotel desk while his chin rested on the palm of his left hand as he continued to look through the comments.

“What are you going to eat? Well.... I’m not too sure... but I think I’ll make some ramen for now while I wait for (y/n) to finish up.”

1:52 am

“So yeah... I’ve really been into this song lately... it’s called --” 

Knock. Knock. Knock. 

When Jungkook heard the knocks on the door of his hotel room, he put his chopsticks down to stop pause his eating session, and turned his head towards the door then back again at the camera. 

“Ooh.. I think that’s (y/n)... *reads the comments with huge doe eyes* AHAHA... no, I’m not gonna prank her... she’s gonna kill me... maybe next time.”

Your knocks started to get progressively aggressive so Jungkook knew that it was his cue to open the door before you got mad. He rushed over to the door and looked through the peephole to make sure it was actually you and when he confirmed your identity, he opened the door. You were wearing an oversized t-shirt that he had let you borrow a while ago (He eventually let you keep it since you wore it more than he did.... It was laundry day when you asked him if you could have the shirt... “You seem to like it more than I do so I’ll let you have it... for free... because I’m the nicest boyfriend in the universe,” he said in response to your question.) as well as some cotton shot-shorts that displayed your beautiful, long legs. 

You pranced into his room and walked over to the camera to greet the fans. Once Jungkook got settled next to you, he continued to eat his ramen and offered you some. You brought out your own pair of chopsticks and started to eat. 

“Hi guys! It’s (y/n)... I’m really hungry... and if I knew Jungkook would be eating BEFORE me, I would have come a little sooner, but...” you turned your head to glare at your boyfriend. Jungkook giggled at your scorn but continued to slurp down his ramen anyway.

“So, I was telling the fans that we’d answer some of the questions that they had for us.”

“Ooh, okay,” you said happily.

You finished the last of Jungkook’s ramen so you went to the side to make another bowl. 

“Oppa... how much water did you add to this pot?” 

“Umm... just do like a little over half way...”

2:00am

Jungkook was picking out some of the questions that he wanted to answer with you and by the time you were back in frame, he sat you down and proceeded with the first question.

“Jungkook oppa, how long have you and (y/n) unnie been dating?” Jungkook said as he read the first question.

“Um... we’ve been dating since July 31, sooo that would be around a year and a half... ish” you answered while you transferred some of the noodles from the pot to your bowl.

“Next question!” you said as you looked for a question this time. 

“Do you have pet peeves of each other?” 

“Everyone, did you know that (y/n) never does the laundry... I always have to do it for her! Please tell her to fix her habits.” Jungkook sounded like a 9 year old child who was telling on his sibling to his mother.

“Hey! No... I do it sometimes! Also, everyone, did you know that Jungkook sleeps with his legs crossed over each other?! He takes up so much space on the bed... I just want to sleep by myself sometimes.”

You smirked in Jungkook’s direction as if you were getting revenge on him for what he said earlier.

“(Y/N) NEVER MAKES HER BED!” he protested. 

“That’s not true!” you blushed as you smacked his arm playfully. Jungkook laughed hysterically at your reaction and was about to continue listing your bad habits until you stood over him to cover his mouth. 

“YA! JEON JUNGKOOK! Stop exposing me!” you yelled as you finished your attempt to keep his mouth shut. 

“AHAH okay, okay... I’ll stop... I’ll be the nice boyfriend that I always am... I won’t say anything.” 

You glared at him when the word “nice” came out of his mouth. Jungkook smiled at how adorable you were being and continued to eat his meal. 

2:34am

You and Jungkook were both on the hotel bed now. You were wrapped around the blanket sheets and your eyes were starting to become puffy from the drowsiness.

“Okay guys... (y/n) looks kinda tired... last question for today, all right?”

“Hold on... let me go wash my face real quick... I feel like I’m gonna fall asleep... wait for me okay?” you said as you got out of the bed. 

“Okay, sure,” Jungkook said as he watched you walk sleepily to the bathroom. 

While he was looking through the comments by himself to pick out the final question, his smile suddenly appeared when he came across a particular question: Are you planning on marrying (y/n)? You guys are so cute together...

Jungkook leaned in closer to the camera so that you wouldn’t be able to hear him.

“Is it that obvious? Hehe... but yes, I am planning on marrying (y/n)... very soon,” Jungkook smiled at himself. “But you better not tell her anything! Or else I’m just gonna deny all the accusations, okay?” 

Jungkook could hear the bathroom door open again so he repositioned the camera to where it was before you left. You jumped back on the bed and kissed Jungkook on the cheek. “So... where were we?” 

“Ahh right... we told them that we would answer one last question before we ended the live,” he said casually, trying to act like nothing had happened during the short 2 minutes that you were gone.

“Do you love each other?” Jungkook said aloud, repeating the question.

“Yes. I do.” You stared into his eyes dreamily... waiting to hear his response.

“I love (y/n) too... very, very, very much.” 

[zora-moyashi]

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Core

A bright blue arrow shot at Chara, grazing her cheek.

ZM

blood dripped from her cheek as she followed the direction the arrow was thrown from

Core

She saw someone on the roof of the castle

ZM

"what's the big idea!" she calls taking a step towards the castle once again as a sort of taunt

Core

She saw that the person, a star to be assumed, had a bow like arm, and aimed it at Chara

ZM

"you dream?" she keeps going forward

Core

The star lowered their bow, they had messy blond hair and their left arm (the bow one) was covered in black. "Depends on who's asking."

ZM

"asking you clearly" she laughs

Core

"Look kid, I don't have the time or patience for these stupid games."

ZM

"hey hey hey i just want to check out the castle, soooooo" she goes a bit faster now

Core

She got an arrow threw her shoulder. "No one likes a smart*ss."

ZM

"aghssss" she hisses as the pain holding the arrow and mumbles out through her teeth "so i've heard." she glares at the star.

Core

"Tell me why you want to enter." The Star demanded

ZM

"to. look. around." she says sternly and rips out the arrow messing up her shoulder pretty badly. she can't heal herself so she just deals with it after burning the wound to stop the bleeding.

Core

The star growled, "fine, but if you touch anything, you're dead."

ZM

"whatever." She pushes open the castle doors and is met with a courtroom with broken chandeliers and stairs with almost all the carpet ripped off

Core

There were lots of crooks and crannies, and rafters on the ceiling. tons of hiding places....

ZM

'maybe I should just let her kill me so this pain can stop' she thinks looking at her shoulder. 'when was my last save..?' she can't quite remember. "What a pretty place~ I wonder is stars are hiding in here."

Core

Killer teleported behind Chara. "Hey,

ZM

"hey, decided to join?" She grins

Core

"That and here." Killer said, showing she can make save points.

ZM

"ooo you're just full of surprises." She touches the save and she heals completely. "That dream character was untrusting, I assume she's hiding something here."

Core

"Well, that's correct. She has kits."

ZM

"everyone has kits danggg like wow"

Core

"I don't and her kits are much older."

ZM

"how much older?" She climbs up the stairs and starts shoving planks away from some holes in the walls finding not much but spiders.

Core

"two years." Killer said, keeping an ear out for the corrupted Dream

ZM

"That means they're the size of tweens or what?"

Core

"Around the size of a 5 year old human."

ZM

"alright," she does more snooping. One room caught her eye in particular most of the floor was missing. The floor below was below completely dark she walked from plank to plank seeing a small spiral staircase at the end of the room.

Core

She herd giggling coming from down the stairs

ZM

she turns to the stairs. "hey? you want to come out?" she moves things around absent minded.

Core

The giggling went silent. Killer grabbed Chara as an arrow almost hit her

ZM

"woo~" she yells "do that again!" she was impressed with her reflexes. she looks around for the one who shot the arrow.

Core

Killer moved quickly, dodging more arrows, Dream was on the rafters

ZM

"we didn't reallllly touch anything you know? we ain't gonna hurt anything!"

Core

"That's bullsh*t." Dream hissed.

ZM

"hm. if you're gonna treat us like that then yeah, you're probably right."

Core

Killer set Chara down before grabbing her knife.

ZM

chara followed suit looking at dream ready to doge more shots.

Core

Killer jumped up to the rafters, ready to cut throat

ZM

chara grins and hops over to look for the kit she heard while killer keeps dream busy.

Core

The downstairs 'basement' area was mostly empty except for some support pillars. Behind a pillar she did notice a bit of fabric poking out

ZM

she goes up to the pillers

And she looks behind the one with the fabric

Core

She saw two kits, they looked to be around 5. one was a boy, with black hair, the other was a girl

ZM

"hey there~" she smiles and waves "your mom's trying to kill me"

Core

The young male hissed. KIller soon came down the stairs

ZM

"geez don't be mean, I'm just saying hi." she looks to killer, "you kill her? cause i don't think night would like that"

Core

Killer showed Chara a yellow stone, about the size of one's eye, part of it seemed to have black corrosion on part of it..

ZM

"well there you go." with a shrug she turns her attention to the kids and kneels on the floor "your mom's recharging. how about we go on a little adventure?" she asks

Core

the blond kit looked at her brother. "bad." she whispered

ZM

she snickers "haha what?" she grins while folding her arms. "i'm not bad!" she shrugs "well, mostly not bad."

Core

The two didn't seem to trust Chara and Killer

ZM

she giggles to herself. "okayyy but don't you want to get out of the castle and go make some friends? you must get board in here right?"

Core

"Y-yeah." the male said

ZM

"exactly! yuma here has a lot of friends she could introduce you to and you guys can look at a cool abandoned city. no reason not to go~"

Core

The male seemed to like this idea, while the girl wasn't sure.

ZM

she stands and looks at the girl "what do ya say?"

Core

The boy nodded

ZM

"good enough for me, let's go!" she slides down the stair rail and heads out the door without waiting for the others.

Core

Killer handed Chara the stone. "Since you haven't seen one before." The boy tagged behind, the girl slowly following

ZM

thanks she takes it. "how do youuuu know i've never held one?" she squints at her before rolls the stone around in her hand. "it's a little weird holding someone's soul." the color intrigued her maybe only because she's never seen a multi-colored soul.

Core

"Well, she'll reform in a few hours, and hers is different, it's corroded like Nightmare's."

ZM

what's this corrosion really mean for a star?

Core

it's the corrosion from the dark fruit.

ZM

"does it have any negative side effects besides, like, being evil ahaha." she kicks some rocks and takes a glance back at the kits.

Core

The kits were following. "makes it harder for them to respawn."

ZM

"hey! good for us!" she puts a finger to her chin in thought. "i think we should introduce them to horror, what do you say?"

Core

"Bad idea, Horror is a cannibal."

ZM

"i thought you all were cannibals. like just part of a genocide star thing"

Core

"Nah, I'm not, nor is LJ or Moku.'

ZM

"wooooah." she stops. " LJ's a star??? i thought she's human?"

Core

"Well, she's kinda both, I mean, she isn't a real star, but isn't like other humans

ZM

"pfft," she scoffs "she just has to be more special than she already was i suppose. I'm not even gonna ask what's up with her, it'll just upset me. so let's go see moku than?" she tilts her head.

Core

"Sure." Killer said

ZM

they head over with the kids close behind they mutter things to each other about what they think moku's like. they're at the forest where nightmare was before. chara wonders if she'll show up or not. "moku?" she calls out a

Core

"What." Mokue hissed.

ZM

"we're saying 'hi'" she says in the same tone as her

Core

Moku saw the kits, "where the he-" she growled before grabbing her rifle

ZM

"woah woah woah what the hell! what's your damage moku?" she moves in front of the kits

Core

"It's called getting rid of future competition." Moku hissed

ZM

"well cut it out they're just kids! they want to make some friends." she glares at her her eyes flashing red.

Core

Moku made her eyes flash as well, one turned red the other yellow

ZM

she takes a step forward. "you know these are dream's kits. night won't be pleased with your little extermination plan."

Core

Moku growled, setting the rifle to the side; she knew chara was right

ZM

"that's right." she huffs and steps away from the kits and looks if they're alright.

Core

They seemed confused, but where fine, Killer was arguing with horror

ZM

chara shakes her head after looking to horror. "everyone's out to get you two. what a pain. I'd take you somewhere more pleasant but i don't have the power to." she looks back at moku being sure to keep the gun out of her line of sight. "so hey, you gonna play nice and show these two around or is that job up to me?"

Core

"I know a spot to hide them." Moku said

ZM

"mm? lead the way if you want" she checks the soulstone that's in her pocket seeing no real change so she follows moku.

Core

Moku walked, a pistol on her belt

Core

She led then to a hidden grotto

ZM

when they get to the clearing chara's eyes like up she loves the area. she puts her hands to her face and grins. "it's prettyyy"

Core

"Well, I found it a while ago."

ZM

"this where you go when you have nothing to do for nightmare?" chara makes a small ball of green-blue magic and bounces it. she tosses one to the kits as well

Core

The boy caught it and gave it to his sister. "nah, this is just where I hide my stuff."

ZM

"i see," she looked around the place to see what she had

Core

There was three sketchbooks, a journal, some old targets, and old trickets

ZM

may I?" she walks over to the sketchbooks.

Core

"I guess, nothing but just a bunch of doodles."

ZM

she picks one up and flips to a page she likes being gentle with the pages

Core

There was sketches of strange flora and fauna, the majority were drawn very realistically.

ZM

"they're good, i'll give you that." she finds a flower that she likes a lot that has jagged edged pedals with stripes going out from the center

Core

Moku shrugged, "they're decent enough, anyway, how far do you plan on trying to work yourself up?"

ZM

"all the way!" she jokes putting the sketchbook down "what do you know about any of that? does my demeanor just scream 'i wanna be strong'?"

Core

Moku actually snickered. "You're an idiot, look, here is how things go down during the blood moon. all genocide stars meet up, to establish the pecking order, one is not allowed to kill another unless it is for the role of alpha, which currently is held by Blood. Now, if one wishes to go up the ranks, they have to force those higher up in the ranks to retreat to their soulstone.if you don't have a soulstone, well, don't lose." Moku explained.

ZM

"well moku, i have more in common with you stars than you may think. i won't die, i will be able to win. i've my own powers that nearly guarantee eventual victory."

Core

You can't just fight the same person again and again, you get one chance, which is why you should try to learn your opponents weaknesses." Moku explained

ZM

"moku moku moku" she shakes her head. "you all will feel like it'd be my first time. but it'd be the final time when i win. none of you except perhaps cross or killer would be able to even know i'd done anything remotely fishy. time travel's fun like that." she squints "unless you're telling me that along with one of the highest cyan abilities of teleportation you all also have the highest red ability of time manipulation. because in that case hell why do i even try." she laughs

Core

"Well, you see, when Cross first, well went rouge she tried something similar, I wasn't alive yet, but I learned about this quickly, mainly because I tried to take her place. anyway, one has to be unpredictable, uncertain of what they will even do, if anything during the blood moon is the one time we all can lose control. So even if we don't notice, others will, and can interfere." Moku explained. "Some may be able to change your save point, so still, besides, if you can outsmart your opponent, no need to die over and over."

ZM

"smarts are over rated" she waves her advice away and folds her arms "are you trying to help me or somethin?"

Core

"Actually, yes. You see, most of the others despise me, and others similar to me, since we weren't born, rather created by a version of Gaster who studied genetic data." Moku said

ZM

"i don't see the issue with that. it's like mewtwo lol. people, monsters, stars, or whatever can be so stupid! but frankly you helping me won't make anyone like you more. if you're just helping cause 'm one of the few that don't hate you, than you should probably rethink your objective." she studies her face "what are you really after?"

Core

Moku glanced at Chara, "Anarchy." She smirked sadistically, "with you in the ranks, it is only a matter of time til the file gets corroded, then one just needs to make sure a certain squid can't repair it~" She replied

ZM

chara looks pleased with this response. if she can get rid of this whole universe's file that would eliminated almost all stars she’s come into contact with. making it that much easier to climb to the most powerful in all of the multiverse. "intriguing," she nods

"i'm all for some anarchy, but how does this help you? you just wanta see everyone suffer?":

Core

"Well, once this world gets destroyed, I won't I have a separate coding, so, it just gets rid of the compition

ZM

"fair, fair~ do what you want moku, i'll help you out whenever it's convenient." she looks over to the kits. "y'all didn't hear anything by the way." she grins and shakes a finger. like anyone would believe a couple of kits anyway. chara's impressed with all of the secret alliances she's become a part of, makes her happy to shake things up a bit.

"as far as me being able to climb the ranks i have my own ways so no need to worry. i'll be ready by the blood moon."

Core

"well, avoid any outcodes." oku said, "as for these two," she referred to the kits, "they can stay here."

ZM

"cool," she turns to the kits "you guys chill out here i'll be back a bit latter." looking back at moku. "no promises on staying away from outcodes." she waves and starts to walk out of the grotto. "ciao," seeing as her time frame just got chopped way shorter and she has no intention of giving her body over for some star to control she's hatching a bit more of a risky idea for the short term.

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[bbparker]

Intertwining Your Soul (Thor Odinson) Soulmate AU

Summary: Thor is shocked when a soulmate tattoo begins to form on his arm. He goes to the Avengers for help but finds her there. What will Thor do when he has to choose between his soulmate and his love, Jane?

A/N: so this isn’t my best work and there will be a part 2! Also, I would have posted this yesterday but while looking for gifs I got lost in a few imagines that popped up ahaha

Warnings: Angst, soul-tearing - bruh

Words: Too many

Part 2 || MASTERLIST

Thor didn’t know what he was expecting when he returned to East after Loki’s death. The loss of his brother shook him to the core and he knew he would never be the same. The one good thing left was her, Jane, the love of his life.

He’d heard that mortals have something known as a ‘soulmate’ which is identified by the matching tattoos. The tattoos grew from the time you receive them at age 12 to the time you find your soulmate, then growing would stop. Some never found their soulmate which results in a whole limb being covered in the tattoo. 

Some peoples soulmates die and this results in their tattoo turning white. Jane’s soulmate had died a couple years ago and it was heart-wrenching, she managed to push on and eventually, she found him, Thor. But the tattoo from her past remained, staining her bicep in a range of white patterns.

 They say that the tattoos patterns link to the soul’s foundations and may even be able to predict the two should be future together- studies have been conducted but there can only be so much looked at; most of it is guesswork.

Sitting on the couch, with Jane next to him, they continued watching the strange program with various humans in a competition to out-cook one another. Looking down, Thor took in Janes side profile. Her long lashed fanned her cheeks and a slight redness tinged her cheeks. Chocolate brown eyes watched the program eagerly before finally her head turned towards Thor, having noticed his staring.

“What?” She asked laughing slightly at the odd behaviour. A sudden feeling of dread filled Thor without reason. 

“I love you.” He said eagerly, as if this would be the last chance to do so. As if it was on a cue, Thor began so feel an uncomfortable pain in his forearm. Looking at it, there was no physical sign there was anything wrong but the dreaded feeling remained. Thor watched his forearm intensely, Jane none the wiser, returned to her show after returning the saying. 

Yet again, Thor’s arm began burning, the pain was extensive and caused him to pull away from Jane and cradle his arm to his chest. 

“Thor? What’s wrong?”

“Something is wrong with my arm.” The pain began to simmer down, but that was all but for a moment as the burning returned ten fold. Falling to his knees, Thor’s mind was in a panic, Asguardian’s don’t feel such random bodily discomforts without a just cause. 

When the torment on his arm finally began to cool, leaving a dull ache, Thor noticed Jane’s slightly teary face.  Worried, he tried to reach out for her to let her know he was just fine but she flinched away. 

“T-thor? Let me see your arm.” This confused Thor. Standing, he held his arm out and let Janes hands caress it, staring at his arm heartbrokenly. Following her gaze, Thor saw an intricate pattern of three swirls connected in the middle. 

“Ah, this is an ancient symbol, one to show the three stages of life. Typically for women but…” Thor than realised, he’d never had any form of a tattoo before and this was the cause of his pain. Jane put her hand over her mouth in shock and backed away from Thor.

“You… you have a soulmate.”

“That isn’t possible, I am no mortal.”

“Thor, we need to find out who they are, where they are. Especially why this is happening now. You’ve been to Earth so many times, why is it appearing now?” Janes voice was clearly displaying the rising hysteria within her. 

“Jane, my love, calm down.” Resting his hands gently on her forearms, he bent down to her level.

“I’ll go to my friends and we’ll find out what happening and then I shall return and we’ll eat that flat meal you like so much!” Thor laughs heartily, not so worried about a thing like a tattoo. It meant nothing to him.

As soon as he calmed his Lady Jane down, Thor sped off to the Avengers tower, looking for an explanation. This couldn’t happen, no Asgardian had ever had a soulmate tattoo in all their histories. Landing on the pavement outside the tower, Thor trudged inside.

Steve came out of the kitchen towards the large footsteps of Thor. 

“Thor! Its good to see you, I didn’t know you were back on Earth.” Grasping each other’s forearms in the usual warrior way, Thor sadly nodded. 

“Unfortunately, it is not with good news. I need to see Banner and Stark immediately.”

Steve led him straight to the lab where the men were working on locating a certain item. “Stark, Banner.” Thor greeted.

“Point-break!” “Hey Thor, what brings you to Earth?” Banner says, completely ignoring Tony.

“Well, I’ve been here a while after the death of my brother, Loki.”

“Finally!- I mean so sorry for your loss…” Tony began but shutting up when he realised it had actually taken a toll on Thor. Bruce shook his head and turned back to Thor, “so what can we do for you?” Thor showed them his arm containing the three connecting swirls that were slowly growing. 

Thor could see it actually moving within his skin and it disgusted him. 

“How do I get it off?”

“Thor…” Bruce whispered taking in the sight of the man’s arm.

 “How long have you had this?” Thor frowned. 

“Just today, why?”

Bruce shared a look with Tony. “Thor soulmate tattoos grow with you from age 12 and start off as a single black line slowly growing-“ 

“Yes, I know of this. Jane has explained this to me. What are you trying to say?”

“Thor, you’re tattoo is a day old, it shouldn’t be this big. We can see it growing as well, that’s not normal.” Frowning, Thor puts his hands on his hips. 

“What does it mean?”

“You’re Asgardian, so it could have sped it up..?” Tony finally inputs.

“No, I don’t think it’s that. I have two theories. The first is that you have never been on Earth long enough for your soul mark tattoo to develop and its just making up for lost time, or…”

“Or?”

“I mean…its been theorised that when a person’s other half is about to die or close to death, your tattoo with grow exponentially and fate will speed up your time to get you to meet earlier than intended.”

“I don’t get it.” Thor said, leaning back on a table while crossing his arms. Tony sighed, leaning on the table muttering ‘shit’ constantly while Steve just frowned and copied Thor’s stance. Bruce looked around the room before fixing his glasses and fiddling with his shirt.  

“Thor, you’re soulmate is going to die soon and they might not even know it, but you do. The fact you have a tattoo at all is amazing...”

“You know this looks familiar… I’ve seen it somewhere before…” Tony was closely inspecting the tattoo, trying to understand where he’s seen it before.

“How do we find-“

“I’m so sorry I’m late!” A lady in heels walked in a bit frazzled from rushing to get here. Not even noticing the situation, she began placing all her files on the desk and blabbering away at the silent men, not realising the situation she seemed to have stumbled into. 

“The traffic was horrific on the way up here, typical New York am I right? And then I couldn’t find a carpark, I was almost tempted to just crash and park in the lobby if it took any longer.” Walking over to her station, the genius in heels was unaware of the four super-men currently staring at her from across the room.

“I mean tony you have a lot of money, you think you could put in some more car parks under the building or something? Not all of us can fly in, ya know?” Finally placing her bag down and pulling out a file before walking over and putting it in front of Tony, she continued talking. As she did so, she weaved throughout the group, completely ignorant to the extra Avenger. 

“Also, someone scorched your parent outside the building and I swear it wasn’t me and my fire this time. Poor Jerry’s going to be so upset about his road, he works so hard…” (Y/n), in her professional long sleeved t-shirt and fitted jeans, only just noticed the silence in the unusually loud lab.

Turning around, she spotted Thor.  

“Holy shit!” Smacking Tony on the chest, (y/n) mumbled. 

“Why didn’t you tell me the best Avenger was visiting today?” She mock whispered, not taking her eyes of Thor. A round of shocked and playful hurt gasps spread around the room. Thor smirked and crossed his arms, looking down at (y/n). He couldn’t deny she was a beautiful woman, it almost appeared she didn’t belong here on Earth, rather on Asgard. 

Hand on his chest, Steve laughed, “I’m hurt (y/n) I always thought I was your favourite.”

“Oh honey, you are something else entirely.” (Y/n) gave a wink and a sultry smile causing Steve to smile, blush slightly and then look away; not wanting to be caught in her gaze. Something about the interaction irked Thor the wrong way and he didn’t like the feeling.

“Hello, Thor, God of thunder and Prince of Asgard, what brings you to this… uh, establishment?”  (Y/n) waved her hands around and stepped closer to Thor, looking into his eyes. Her eyes were seemingly taunting him and as he stared longer he saw images. Images of himself and Loki. Loki bleeding on the floor- Thor looked away quickly causing (y/n) to smirk.  

“Sorry about that.” She whispered, before taking a step back though her smirk said everything but. 

“My name is (y/n) (y/l/n) but you can call me Fuka pronounced fee-you-ka, not fooka, not full-ker and most definitely not fucker. I control heat/fire and happen to be able to see peoples worst nightmares. So, don’t stare at my eyes too long, as you just learnt, or you might be seeing your worst nightmare.” Tony smirked before she held out her hand for friendly terms. Something seemed to snap together in Tony’s mind and instantly he reached out towards the two.

 “No, wait!” But it was too late the two were shaking hands and a heat seemed to spread between the two. (Y/n) understanding instantly and smiling brighter than any of them had ever seen. Thor was just confused. 

“What just happened?” Releasing (y/n) caused a slight ache within himself that he couldn’t control. It was strange… the need to be close to her was almost dire. 

“You just sealed her fate by beginning the bond process…” Tony sighed.

They all thought of (y/n) like a sister ever since a couple months ago when she terrified a whole town by accident in the first stages of developing her powers. The Avengers stepped in and eventually calmed her down and invited her to the team. She was extremely intelligent within the field of molecular biology and technology. Now she was an Avenger and apparently now Thor’s soulmate.

“Sealed my fate? What?” Thor’s mind seemed to grip onto every word that fell from plump lips. Sensing his staring (y/n) looked to Thor and gave him a wink. Thor snapped out of his stupor and looked towards Tony for answers.

“Look at his tattoo.” She grabbed his arm, causing Thor to jolt with the electricity running from her fingertips to his arm.

“Holy shit, well, either I’m doomed or you have been on Earth longer than you usually are.” Running her hand over the vines spreading from the triple spiral, Thor gasped. This was meant to be sensual, Jane had explained that one’s soulmate touching the tattoo was a private and special affair. Yet, (y/n) had no problem touching it in front of their team members.

Both Steve and Bruce were looking away from the pair awkwardly, confirming Thor’s thoughts that this was something private. Blushing, (y/n) pulled away knowing that’s not something to be done in the presence of others. Thor kindly smiled down at her.

 Something within him was pulling him towards her, ‘it must be the soulmate bond’ he thought.

“That’s what I said (y/n), but there’s no way to tell. So we’ll have to see.” Seeing the two soulmates standing quietly taking peeks at each other, Bruce began walking over to the door. 

“C’mon lets give them room to go over some things.” 

“But this is my lab! Shouldn’t they find a room?” 

“C’mon Tony,” Steve said, pulling Tony with him. 

“Keep your clothes on kids! Make good choices!” Tony shouted as he was dragged out.

“So, you’re my soulmate?” Thor said awkwardly. 

“Yup…”

Both couldn’t keep their eyes off of each other but neither knew what to say. “May I… May I see your-“ 

“My tattoo? Yeah sure.” Rolling up her sleeve, Thor now saw the extent his tattoo was bound to grow to. The Triskelion was on her forearm, like Thor’s, but the vines and various Nordic symbols that covered her whole forearm was extent. Thor gasped, his was nothing compared to (y/n)’s. 

Walking forward, without asking, Thor held her arm delicately and brought it close to his face to inspect. He recognised quite a lot of the symbols adorning her arm. (Y/n) gasped when he ran a light finder over a certain snake symbol, and almost moaned. The soulmate tattoo was extremely sensitive to your soulmates touch, which is why it was always something done in private.

“I apologise, its just that-“ 

“It’s Loki, the god of mischiefs symbol. I know.” Looking up from her arm, Thor realised how close her face was to his. 

“I did my research, I was curious as to why my soulmate’s soul encased a lot of Norse mythology, but I can see why now.” (Y/n) breathed. Their faces slowly drifted closer, “…since you’re a Norse…god” 

Her breathes came quicker anticipating his soft lips upon his. (Y/n) closed her eyes, feeling his slight breath on her lips. So close and yet a gust of air made her eyes slam open. (Y/n) was alone in the lab… her soulmate gone without a goodbye.

——

Thor landed on Jane’s balcony, stumbling. Something within him was breaking and making him feel light headed. 

“Jane..” He whispered. 

“Jane!” Thor called for his love. Jane came stumbling out with Darcy in tow and upon seeing Thor on the ground she was quick to help. 

“Thor!” 

“Mir-mir!” Jane just looked at Darcy, “what? No time for exclusion?”

Noticing Thor’s weakened state, Jane and Darcy  grabbed an arm each and managed to move Thor to the couch. Darcy was quick to get some water and a facecloth. 

“What happened, Thor?” Jane knelt next to the couch Thor was perched on, as he was laying down and kindly brushed his hair away from his face. 

“Did you find out about your markings?” Thor only nodded, unable to look Jane in the eyes because every time he did, he saw (y/n)’s beautiful- no he wasn’t going to think about her. Thor loved Jane, damned be to the fates. 

“What did they say?”

“I met her, Jane. She was there.” Jane pulled away slightly. 

“D-did you come back to tell me you’re breaking up with me?” Thor sat up abruptly, “No, my love. You are the one I love, the fates be damned.” 

Janes smiled sadly and let tears pool. 

“Thor, you can’t. As much as I love you, it is not worth losing you.” Thor became confused, why was Jane pushing him away when he was choosing her? His greatest love?

“Thor we can deny our soulmates but we can die in the process. Just look at you, you’ve been away from her an hour and you’re nearly deteriorating. Not many people come away mentally or physically stable. It’s like tearing yourself in two-“ 

“I’ll do it! For you, for us- always.” And then he kissed her.

———

Back at the lab (y/n) still stood confused before something like a sledgehammer hit her in the chest. He was denying the bond and as he gets further away from her, the more it hurts (y/n).

“JARVIS….” (Y/n) barely called, sinking to the floor. The edges of her vision were slowly turning black.

“Hold on miss, they are on their w-“ (Y/N) blacked out.

When she woke up, (y/n) woke up screaming. The burning in her chest and arm was like someone sawing her arm and stabbing her chest simultaneously. 

“THOR!” She screamed. Various voices came through but she ignored all of them. Her body told her she was dying, her mind screamed and her powers curled around her in anger at Thor. 

“Hold her down!”

“We can’t or she might set the whole room alight!”

“Get the sedatives!”

“No! Someone find the fucking prick!”

“Tony!”

“Look what he’s doing to her!”

“What’s happening Tony, Bruce?!” A panicked Steve Rogers entered the room hearing the deafening screams from around the compound.

“Thor must have gone against his bond and, I don’t know, made contact with another female before they sealed their bond!”

“You mean he’s with Jane right now?”

The sedatives kicked in and it was like drifting in an ocean. (Y/n) felt at peace floating in her black ocean of nothingness. Here she could still think but was unaware of her own body.

How could Thor reject her? Did he know how this worked? If he denied her, if he got through this part he would live on, but there was a high chance she wouldn’t survive having her soul torn in half. 

Finally giving in, (y/n) fell into a dark abyss.

On the outside, the men suddenly stopped at the heart monitor went flat.

 “Oh no.” Tony and Bruce hurridly started up the defibrillator.

“Charging… five hundred… clear!” 

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[thekidultlife]

Oppa-ya | Jihoon Idol!AU

Genre: Fluff??? Angst?? (There might be smut on later chapters)

(A/N: Ok. Since I don’t have enough time to write a full-fledged 20k word fic, I decided to start a series. As you will read later on, you might see that the members of Y/N’s girl group are provided by me bc it would be weird to write (girl group member1/name), (girl group member2/name) and so on. Anyway, this is chapter 1, please enjoy ahaha)

Chapters: Part 1  - Part 2 - Part 3

“Hey, Woozi. You busy?”

The owner of the name averted his gaze from the piano where he was doing samplings for a later song to the other man who just entered the room. The tone of the man’s voice piqued Woozi’s interest and despite how he was planning to finish a song before the day clocks midnight, he just had to lie for the sake of his curiosity. I can finish two tomorrow.

“Oh, Bumzu-hyung. I’m not that busy, why?” Woozi replied as he turned his swivel chair while Bumzu was fishing something from his pocket, earning an arched brow from the younger.

“I want you to listen to this, but don’t tell anyone I did, ok?” Bumzu answered with a playful smile and a twinkle in his eyes as he placed on Woozi’s hands an orange flash drive.

“What’s this, hyung? Your new track?” Woozi asked again as he slid the flash drive into the correct port which opened a window on his computer screen while Bumzu fetched a stool somewhere inside the studio.

“No, no. It’s not mine,” the older man denied and Woozi had to knit his brows together in confusion. “Just listen to it and tell me what you think.”

Woozi simply shrugged at the mysterious act Bumzu was playing and instead wore his headphones on and clicked the first sound file that was in the flash drive, unknowing of what to expect.

2 years later

It was already a year since your girl group had debuted under Pledis Entertainment and you were at the end of your first world tour—returning to Seoul after a successful concert and fanmeet in Sydney.

Your group focused on incredibly versatile vocals as you were all proficient long before you became trainees. That’s why, looking back, your group immediately became trend idols as your debut song was a hit and sometimes, you couldn’t even believe that you were among the ranks of Twice and Red Velvet or even Girls Generation.

However, since the world tour was ending, you had to prepare for a comeback and it was your job to ensure that your group will continue with even better songs as the music producer. Of course you had been compared to Seventeen’s Woozi during that one episode of Weekly Idol but you professionally dodged the question, saying that he was your mentor and you were still learning. Well, the reality isn’t any different, he was indeed teaching you how to utilize the right tools for a good song; though while you were thinking about this, you were brought back to the memory of how you two first met.

1 year ago

“Don’t feel nervous, Y/N! He won’t bite,” Bumzu assured you with a chuckle as you followed him to the studio where Woozi was but you just couldn’t help but anticipate for the worst.

The plan was have Woozi teach you more about composing songs as Bumzu supervised the two of you. But you knew how awkward Woozi is with girls and you weren’t the best in socializing either. Plus, you didn’t want him to think that the songs you make are lame—but well, they are lame compared to the songs he composes.

Your thoughts were interrupted when Bumzu stopped in front of a door and pushed it open. As the two of you entered the room, you were greeted by Woozi in his usual snapback, t-shirt and sweatpants combination. He was standing by his work station with a neutral expression as you moved into the room and greeted him as well.

“Woozi, I would like you to meet Y/N. You’ll be helping her out from now on,” Bumzu introduced you as you gave a small polite smile and bowed.

“Hi, I’m Y/N. Let’s work hard together,” you added, keeping it as business-like as possible while Woozi nodded at you awkwardly; rubbing his sweaty palms together.

“I know you know him, Y/N but this is Lee Jihoon or Woozi, if you will,” Bumzu ushered Woozi to come closer so that he can shake hands with you.

“So um, yeah. Just call me Woozi or something and um, let’s do work hard,” he told you as you nodded and releasing his hand hesitantly.

There was a complete silence after as the two of you simply stared at each other, silently praying to the higher beings to stop this awkward situation. Suddenly though, you two jolted in surprise as Bumzu laughed loudly at the two of you.

“Alright. I’ll be leaving the two of you here so you can get to know each other,” he said as you widened your eyes while Woozi almost groaned in protest but wanted to be polite and all.

So when Bumzu left the studio, Woozi offered you a seat on the nearby couch where he also sat; albeit a little further away. Another round of silence enveloped the two of you but this time, Woozi sighed as you regarded him curiously.

“I’m sorry…I’m usually a good talker but, yeah…um, sorry,” he apologized to you while scratching the back of his neck; giving you a shy glance.

“I’m kind of sorry as well…I wish I could make this situation a lot better,” you replied as you gave a little pout.

“So um…Y/N, right?” he asked and you nodded. “Um, tell me how you usually compose a song.”

“Ah, well…”

It was an awkward first meeting yet your relationship gradually turned for the better as the two of you spent a lot of time together holed up in the studio. You slowly opened up to him; showing your hidden playful side and often forgetting how he was supposed to be teaching you. Meanwhile, Woozi was also beginning to warm up and would often regard you as one of his few female friends who he allowed to call him by his real name.

Yet as days and months passed by, the amazement you felt as he worked on his songs turned into admiration and the cuteness you always thought he had suddenly transformed into handsomeness and his presence you sometimes ignored became something you always searched for. Yeah, you knew. You had a crush on him.

As you wrapped up your group’s first world tour, you found yourself inside the recording room and working on some songs for your comeback and first full album. Woozi was also there; not really doing anything, but might be thinking of some tunes for future songs.

“Jihoon-oppa.”

You called out to him as you continued moving sound files in the correct order on the computer screen. He was behind you, sitting on the couch of the recording room as he fiddled with his phone—looking up as he had heard you.

“Can I ask you for some advice?” you began as your lips moved to a little smirk.

“Are you having trouble with a track?” he asked you as he sat straight, locking his phone and placing it in his pocket. Yet you shook your head.

“No, no. It’s about something else. It’s about a guy I like.”

Jihoon frowned and slumped back on the couch, totally uncomfortable as you simply laughed at his reaction.

“You know I’m not good at that stuff,” he grumbled.

“C’mon! I need some input from a guy.”

“Can’t you just ask Seungkwan or something? You’re close right?”

“I can’t. He’s like the anti-thesis of my crush. That’s why. I’m asking you, Jihoon-oppa because you have…um similar personalities…”

Jihoon groaned at you but humored you anyway. “Fine. So, what is it?”

You grinned at the computer screen and mused happily, still doing your job.

“Ah, you see oppa…this guy I like, even if I do confess to him, I don’t think it’ll turn out well between us.”

“What do you mean? Are you afraid of being rejected?” he raised a brow at you. “Who wouldn’t want to date an idol?”

“No, that’s not it. Even if we start dating, I don’t think the two of us will be happy with each other.”

“Why not? You still haven’t tried anything yet.”

You sighed, your smile faltering to a neutral expression.

“Well, judging from how busy we both are, I don’t think it’ll work out. It’s sad really, we haven’t even started but it’s bound to crash and burn. So, what do you think, oppa? Should I just hide this and spare the two of us the pain?”

“I don’t really know…”

“My thoughts exactly,” you laughed as it mixed with the furious clicking of the mouse and keyboard.

He pressed his lips together as he thought of an answer yet he came up with none and simply continued watching you finish a song.

There was an endorsement shoot for your group later that day and as you guys were finally done, you and your other members immediately went back to the van and waited for your managers. As a way to keep yourself busy, you were secretly lurking in social media sites to see what your fans were doing. Except, you were not exactly doing that.

“Oh c’mon! Am I really that compatible with Joshua-oppa?” you asked in exasperation as you locked your phone and tossed it on your lap; sighing in the process.

Leigh, who was another member of your group looked at you from the brightly lit screen of her tablet with a sympathetic gaze.

“Aww. It’s okay!” Leigh gave you a small smile. “At least we all know that the one you like is Woozi-oppa.”

You gave your fellow member a jaded look before replying. “Yeah thank you for cornering me the other day and forcing me to tell you guys who I liked.”

“But Hanna and I couldn’t resist asking you!” Leigh was laughing now as your frown deepened. “We were sure that you had a crush on him—”

“Then why do you have to ask me?!”

“We had to confirm it! We made a bet with Hazel that you had a crush on Woozi-oppa!”

You narrowed your eyes at her but since you spent years together, Leigh was not at least intimidated.

“You two still owe me two orders of milk tea.”

“I know, I know.”

You sighed though, looking at the ceiling of the van. “But that still doesn’t change the fact that we aren’t compatible with each other.”

“You still don’t know that,” Hanna piped in as she entered the car with a steaming cup of espresso.

“Are you still collecting for that Starbucks planner?” you asked, deliberately trying to escape a hot seat situation.

“Yes, so Y/N, tell me if you’re buying a latte later.”

“I don’t really drink coffee—”

“Anyway, you still don’t know if you’re compatible with Woozi-oppa or not,” Hanna interrupted you as she seated next to Leigh, earning a pout from you who almost successfully changed the topic.

“Do you know how many shipping requests I asked in Tumblr? I was shipped with Wonwoo-oppa four times, Joshua-oppa three times and even Seungkwan. Out of all thirteen boys!” You almost shouted in annoyance. “I mean yeah, it’s not their fault if they shipped me with someone else but that shows that I’m not compatible with him.”

“I guess what they say is true. If you’re a genius up here,” Hanna started as she pointed her head, then continued, placing a hand on her chest, “you’re stupid right here.”

“Hey. I’m not stupid,” you protested but Leigh interrupted you.

“Who bases her love life on Tumblr anyway?”

You looked at her with a glare. “’Hello, Seungcheol-oppa? Leigh likes you—'”

“DON’T. TELL. HIM!” Leigh was already holding you in an arm lock as you laughed at her reaction.

“I might if you don’t stop,” you threatened and Leigh immediately released you.

“Ah these two. Anyway, don’t talk as if it’s the end. Who knows he might actually like you,” Hanna added as the two of you finally settled back on your seats.

“Yeah, in my dreams,” you said sarcastically but sighing in the end.

In another part of Seoul, your problem seemed to have locked its place inside Jihoon’s mind that he continued to think about it until later that night as he and his members were eating ramyeon in a restaurant.

“Seungkwan-ah, do you know who Y/N likes?” he suddenly asked as the guy in front of him choked on his noodles.

“No, I don’t. Honestly, that girl wouldn’t tell me anything,” Seungkwan replied with little pout as he reiterated his annoyance with his chopsticks, moving it to and fro.

“Maybe her members will know? Why don’t you ask?” Seungcheol suggested but Jihoon only sighed, shaking his head in dismissal.

“I can’t even befriend a girl, how am I supposed to ask them?” he replied.

“But why do you want to know anyway?” Wonwoo piped in as he chewed a piece of meat, earning a few concessional whispers from the other guys.

“Well she just asked me for some advice earlier and I actually don’t know what to say,” Jihoon honestly answered as he took a sip from his cola, watching the ice swim around his drink.

“Why would Y/N want advice from you, hyung? You’re clueless in love,” Seungkwan remarked as the older guy glared at him.

“That’s what I told her but she asked anyway and it’s not leaving my mind,” Jihoon muttered as he gave a careless shrug.

“Alright, hyung. Let’s make a deal. I’ll have her spit it out in exchange for some chicken,” Seungkwan grinned as his hyung smiled mischievously.

“Which one do you want? The one in front of Pledis or the one across the street?” Jihoon asked, his smirk ever growing.

“Your call.”

“Hey! Let me in too!” Soonyoung, at the end of the table interrupted and Jihoon had to sigh.

“Alright fine. As long as you don’t mess it up,” Jihoon exasperatedly replied as he looked at his glass of cola, still believing that Soonyoung would mess it up.

-Admin Hyeri

[sarohara]

You both like netflix, and friends.

You: beautiful day outside, don't u think?

Stranger: outside where?

You: It depends!

Stranger: hh it is

You: You tell me where r u from and I tell u, where.

You: I mean, outside where.

Stranger: if i lied?

You: You can do that

Stranger: okay..

You: I don't think u would tho

Stranger: Tunisia

Stranger: beautiful day outside..

You: Yeah it's a beautiful day in Tunisia, i'm sure.

Stranger: u go there before?

You: Nah really

Stranger: went*

Stranger: okay..

You: I'm from Brazil, btw.

Stranger: so ur turn..

You: Already said that haha

Stranger: nice to meet ya

You: Nice to meet u too!

You: what's ur name?

Stranger: Houssém.. u?

You: Is it a common name in Tunisia? Nice name, tho :)

You: I'm Sarah!

Stranger: mm yeah..not much but yes..

Stranger: we have sarah too

Stranger: beautiful name.

You: I don't even how would I spell this, exotic for me haha

You: Sarah's in the whole world hahah

You: and Thanks :)

Stranger: hhhh spell the way you find confortable

Stranger: hihi

You: Oh okay fair enough haha

Stranger: i don't have any friend from brazil..

You: Same about Tunisia

Stranger: u so far ..

You: I met some people from Africa, but South Africa but from Tunisia, it is the first time haha

You: Yeah we're too far away lol

Stranger: okay..let's be friends then.

You: Yeah sure :)

Stranger: i mean keep intouch..we both live on earth..you will never know ..we may meet one day.

Stranger: hh

You: Hahahahah yea yea!

Stranger: do u have an instagram.?

Stranger: i have a snap but i use insta more

You: Yes I do

You: I don't use snap tho hahaha

Stranger: okay..better

Stranger: good..

You: well, what's ur @?

Stranger: r.houssem

You: oh wait, how old r u?

Stranger: i'm 28..

You: Oh wow hahaha

Stranger: what ?

Stranger: am i old?

You: Take a guess ab my age

Stranger: mm under 20?

You: Nope

You: I'm 16, actually.

Stranger: hhhhh can't believe that..

You: Hahahahahahahahahaha

Stranger: u're 16 okay..

Stranger: that's fine but..every girl i meet on omegle is 16

Stranger: hahahaha

Stranger: oh god hhhh

You: Oh yeah there's a lotta teenagers here haha

Stranger: yeah..i see..

Stranger: i didn't come in here for more than 10 years..

You: Wait what

Stranger: i was just drawing..and it cames to my mind to log in again

Stranger: since i was 18

You: wth, when was this site founded anyway?

Stranger: well..i used it 2011 i think

Stranger: or a bit before

Stranger: it's old

You: I didn't know that hahah Yeah it's kinda old

You: But maybe it is also bc I was a child when it was founded so yeah lol

Stranger: yeah maybe of course..

You: Yep

Stranger: so..

Stranger: why u on text chat not on video ?

You: I'm afraid for that. videos haha things r kinda creepy on omegle.

Stranger: hahaha yeah..

Stranger: before it was better..

You: I bet!

Stranger: people are turning to monsters in here

Stranger: i met my ex here..

You: Oh damn, really?

You: where was she from?

Stranger: yup..

Stranger: russia

You: Ooh russia

You: Far awaay

Stranger: yeah

You: Did u guys met in person?

Stranger: no..we actully have met..

Stranger: we met first in tunisia..

Stranger: twice

You: Oooh

Stranger: and i went to russia

You: So yeah u guys did met in person.

Stranger: we were going to marry

You: What happened?

Stranger: but..things didn't work out

You: Ooh I see!

Stranger: she didn't want to leave russia and i couldn't live there

Stranger: so..

Stranger: anyway

Stranger: we still best friends u know

You: Oh that's tough..

Stranger: she always say i'll be waiting u in russia

You: Aaa that's awesome then!!

You: Aw she seem so nice!!

Stranger: she is so sweet..

You: U guys still like each other right?

Stranger: yeah..i told you will still friends

You: I mean, like like love

Stranger: mmm

Stranger: not really sure

Stranger: we didn't mention love again

Stranger: 'cause it's not a game

You: oh I get what u mean!

Stranger: okay..7

Stranger: but she is always welcome in my family's house..

Stranger: and so i am in russia

Stranger: her family was good with

You: Aww. I bet u guys r a nice couple. But sometimes life's not fair, sadly.

You: was*

Stranger: yeah..life is ..

Stranger: life

Stranger: hihihi

You: complicated

Stranger: yup.

Stranger: yesterday..i met another russian..

Stranger: 16 years old

Stranger: we were talking and she said she is a boy..

Stranger: so..when we were saying good bye..i mean after 10 mnutes conversation

Stranger: she told me she is a girl..and she need someone to talk to..

Stranger: and she 's into hard time now..her mom is sick..

Stranger: parents separated

Stranger: so..i got to listen to what she said

You: I'm so confused

Stranger: why

You: She said she is a boy. Like trans or something?

You: Anyway, it doesn't matter

Stranger: trans??

You: like transsexual.

Stranger: at first..she said she is a boy..we were text chat talking

Stranger: nooooo

Stranger: hhhhh

Stranger: no

You: ooooohh!!!

You: I get that now!!!

Stranger: hhhh okay..

Stranger: you can't see who's talking to u..

Stranger: so u can be who ever u want

You: Ya ya ya!!

You: Ik

You: well, did u guys kept in touch or something?

Stranger: yeah sure..

Stranger: her mom is in quarantine..

Stranger: and she is alone :/

You: and I can relate her problems. I'm going through the kinda same shit

You: That's so sad!

Stranger: her father live in a far city with his new gf

Stranger: yeah i know..

You: oh I can imagine how hard it is!

Stranger: yeah..i hope she can manage her thing alone.

Stranger: anyway..i listen to a lot of stories everyday..

Stranger: that's why i don't use video..

Stranger: all looking for nudes and sex..

You: I would say Omegle's a really dirty website..

Stranger: it is

You: But it's kinda inevitable..yeah

Stranger: what is it?

Stranger: inevitable..?

You: Inevitable like.. inescapable u know?

Stranger: aaah yea yeah..

You: Yeah anyway

Stranger: why u said it's beautiful outside?

You: I was right, no?

Stranger: hhh yeah true

You: Idk, it's just a way to start a conversation

You: I think it worked tho ahah

Stranger: hhhh it did..

Stranger: did u followed me?

You: Yeah I sent a request

Stranger: oohh

Stranger: u with black haid?

Stranger: hair*

You: Yessir

Stranger: hhhhh i think i just bloqued u ..

Stranger: one moment please

You: Hahahaha why u blocked me lol

Stranger: i sent u a request..

Stranger: ur name dosn't look like latino names..is it commun in brazil?

You: Sarah Carvalho, yeah it is too common.

Stranger: aah i know Carvalho

Stranger: i mean sarah is everywhere

Stranger: US ..canada..france

Stranger: sweden

Stranger: germany

Stranger: even in qatar

Stranger: hhhh

You: Hahahahah yeah it's not a exclusive name at all but I like it anyway

Stranger: yeah yeah..it's easy to spell.

Stranger: i like it.

Stranger: is ur insta new?

Stranger: u only have 4 pics?

You: Yeah pretty easy

You: Actually it is not new

You: I just don't do many postsas most of[

You: Oos

You: I hate so much my keyboard

Stranger: hhhh it's okay..

You: I just don't post as much as most of people do**

You: That's what I meant hahah

Stranger: understood..

You: R u gonna accept me or..?

Stranger: i post my drawings..or camping pictures

Stranger: i did

Stranger: u can't see my pictures??

You: You did not

Stranger: sorry sorry

Stranger: i just did..

Stranger: what about now?

You: Now u did!! ahaha

Stranger: hhhh yeah..

You: Ooh nice shots dude

You: You draw really well

Stranger: oh thank uuu

Stranger: i'm an amateur..

You: Yw :)

You: Oh if u say so

Stranger: i discovered that talent two years ago XD

You: You stard drawing only 2y ago? no way

You: start*

Stranger: yup..and guess what..it was a depression who have lead me doing that kind of art..

Stranger: i was drawing anything in my head..and i was focusing on details..trying to clear my head.

You: depression..ouch..

Stranger: and booom

Stranger: i found that kind of drawing actually has a name

Stranger: it's Mandala art

Stranger: indian kind

Stranger: or for bouthies

You: Bouthies?]

Stranger: who worship butha ?

Stranger: i don't know what to call them..

Stranger: like that status..

You: It can be bouthies, i just don't know him haha

You: Them*

You: But anyway, that's awesome dude

Stranger: sorry ou in french is spelled u so..i was saying it wrong

You: Oh dw

You: all good!

Stranger: good?

Stranger: okay..

You: I meant, ur chill

You: Like don't worry

Stranger: hahaha sorry..i'm not fimiliar with some words..

Stranger: or slangs..

You: Oh it's understandable haha :)

You: what other language do u speak?

Stranger: arabic..frensh and german..

Stranger: and some russian sentences ..u know hhh

Stranger: my ex

Stranger: hihi

You: Oh you're polyglot!! that's so cool!

You: when I grow up I wanna be like u hahahahaha

Stranger: actually..tunisian language is a mix of 6 languages.. arabic..french..italian..turkish..maltian and amazighi..the last one is too old..

You: Ooh I didn't know that at all!!

Stranger: so..we understand all arabic people..but they don't understand our dialect..

Stranger: yeah..it's because we are in the centre of the map..and many wars in history were happened here..so..everyone..left something behind

Stranger: i think

You: Oohh I see! Like I speak portuguese, ofc bc I'm brazilian, but I can also understand Spanish, Galician, a bit about anothers latin languages

You: Like Italian, French...but really just a bit bc they're similiar

Stranger: yeah...that's the best part left by history..yeah..you shoud be proud of Latin..it's a great language..

Stranger: i like the sounds of the words in latin..

You: Yeah I'm quite proud :)

Stranger: i used to ask an italian friend to speak anything in italian..and iwas listening to her

Stranger: beautiful

You: Aw! I guess I should thank..

You: We appreciate that! :)

Stranger: ^_^

You: I love italian, it sounds really beautiful!!

You: I wanna learn like fluently one day!

Stranger: they talk fast when they are angry

You: Latinos in general do that hahahaha

You: but yeah I can imagine that. lmao

Stranger: languages are..like a blessing..you will need 'em when u travel..

You: Yeahh!! It is like a gateway!

Stranger: yup..

Stranger: i like ur hair..

You: Aw, thank u!!

You: well, it was so nice talking to u!

Stranger: u'r wlcm ^^

Stranger: u too..

Stranger: i'm happy to find good people here

You: I got some homeworks to do rn but u can text me on insta when u feel like okay? lol :)

You: I'm so happy too!

You: There's a lotta people nice on here

Stranger: yeah sure...

Stranger: insta then :D

Stranger: but u do homeworks first

Stranger: send when free

You: Yeah sure :)

Stranger: okay..

Stranger: ciao ^^

You: ciao :)

[yukiwrites]

Fleeting Smile

Some time ago I asked you guys if you would read any original work I had, and since I got a very good response, I decided to type it! I don’t really know how to tag it, but feel free to ask away anything you wanna know about the plot, characters or sequels. This one will probably have only 3 chapters since it’s a short story, but depending on how you guys like it, I might post another originals later ;v;) I got inspired to write this after I watched the Shelter anime (it has absolutely nothing to do with it btw, only the song inspired me, so I highly reccomend listening to it as you read), so here you go! Please tell me what you think ;D

This is a land where magic is widely known, but hardly ever practiced. The reason for such is because the most powerful magical beings, the witches, were born without the ability to have feelings. Most of said witches do not concern themselves with human matters, though it is not uncommon for some of them to respond to human's strong feelings and make a contract with such human.

While the contract lasts, the witches are able to perceive emotions through their human host. As such, those magical beings curious enough to experience these sensations resonate easier with the human kind.

One of them, however, never once tried such fleeting and dangerous pass-time. Not because she never felt like it, no, but because the power contained inside her body was of a such great extent that not a single human's managed to demonstrate feelings strong enough to summon her throughout her ever-lasting life.

Witches are known not only by their deeds but by the contracts they have made -- and their aliases become their true names after they've forgotten their birth ones. This particular Witch, however, has had no name from the start of her life, and, because of that, she was known as The Void (or Devoid, depending of who was speaking of her).

Despite being some sort of legend around the magical world (dragons usually kept to themselves, but they loved to test their magical strength against witches from time to time, so their gossip was the one who flew faster), Devoid hasn't been heard of for over seven years.

Coincidentally, during that time, a single young man has been rumored to have incomparable power...

The wind had been strong at the wasteland, kicking up sand and making it difficult to travel as well as see the path ahead. From the distance, a single figure could be seen through the dust, its figure tall but hunched over, the steps strong and resolved.

Upon closer inspection, the figure was composed of not a single man -- he was carrying something, or rather, someone, on his back, hence the reason why he was hunched over.

Worried, he kept looking over his shoulder to the sleeping blonde little girl he carried. "Damn this place; there ain’t a single tall rock! How can I make camp, now? I don't want Suzu to be scratched all over by this fucking sandstorm." He grumbled.

The girl's white dress fluttered around the strong wind, her body as unresponsive as always. But he heard something inside his head and almost tripped due to the mental ear-pull.

"Aight, aight, sorry, Suzu." He laughed and groaned after rolling his eyes, "I ain't saying bad words anymore."

His black, tattered overcoat danced with the wind, though in a completely different direction, as though it had a life of its own. The long, eastern sword he carried on his hip did not move at all; like such measle wind was going to make it budge.

Once again, the man groaned. "Okay, fine, I give up." He crouched and placed Suzu on the ground right beside a wilted tree trunk. He let out a faint and tired smile as he put some strands of hair behind her ears before his eyes turned somber as he looked to the dark shadow far, far ahead into the wasteland. "If you're not letting me find a good place for her to rest, I gotta finish you off right away."

The air crackled around him and the figure, as though the sandstorm itself had breathed in and out, preparing itself for battle. Without taking his eyes off of the approaching darkness, the man took off his overcoat and placed it over the little girl. Her hair and clothes stopped fluttering; the coat served as a barrier against the climate, making Suzu look like she was simply sleeping peacefully covered with a tasteless black blanket.

Swiftly, the man took his overgrown sword out of its scabbard only to place the sheath beside the tree trunk. "Protect her, you hear?" He whispered and immediately a purple barrier enveloped the area around the sleeping girl.

The long sword he carried -- it had a deep, black blade.

No, it couldn't be called as such since it wasn't made of steel; it was made only of raw power. He had chosen his weapon to look like a sword because it was similar to what he was used to wielding in the past -- but it could shape itself in virtually anything he wanted it to.

Sensing his strong feelings and tight grip, the dark blade started to sway, ready to take the shape of anything its master ordered through their bond.

Free of his coat, the man could be seen on his entirety -- he had short, black hair and had countless scars around his body as well as a single cut in the middle of his face. Each step he took towards the darkness made his heart thump more.

"You knew I was coming, right? You guys always seem to." He yelled, his steps getting faster, his legs making him run.

Once he was close enough to the darkness, it towered over him by at least 30 meters, but he didn't cower.

He had but one fear, and that only surfaced after each fight he picked.

Without needing words to communicate, an Earth Dragon finally made itself seen through the sandstorm: It had a large turtle-like beak protecting its mouth, and, out of all of its species, it was the most physically strong dragon. Its scales were deep brown, contrasting with its hooves. It didn't have a tail and its wings couldn't take it out of the ground, but it had total control over each and every thing that belonged to the earth -- even the smallest shard of stone -- making it a terrible foe to winged enemies.

The Dragon let out a roar, accepting the challenge, already aware of the conditions.

"Ya'll are some gossipy grannies, ya know? Sheesh." The man complained, effortlessly jumping twice the Dragon's height so as to dodge a stalagmite it had created on the ground right in front of him moments before.

The sound leaving the Dragon's mouth could be heard as laugh, though its jaw wasn't made for speech. As soon as the man was vulnerable on the air, the Dragon made the hundreds of thousands of sand grains to condensate into earth needles before he shot them all at him.

"Oh!" The man let out an exclamation of false surprise as his sword moved too fast for the eye to see -- soon there were no shards around, though one or two made their way to scratch his face.

He never really researched about the foe he was going to battle, hence the amount of scars he carried throughout the years. He never really minded the physical pain, since any wounds on his body could be recovered.

As long as he held onto hope, nothing could faze him. Not pain, not giant dragons, not never-ending wastelands.

Not even death.

As long as he could avoid the fear he felt after each fight -- as long as he could hold onto the hope of being successful in his endeavors… He would defeat any foe in his way.

The Earth Dragon, despite having the best physical defense out of all, also had an incredible magical affinity, as every dragon in the world. The man's sword was made out of magic, though he himself used it as a melee weapon.

The battle was bound to last a while -- the man would try to cut his way through the physical and magical defenses by blindly hitting his overgrown enemy. If he had spared a thought and made an effort to look into the Earth Dragon's weaknesses, he would have found out about the five crystals engraved into the Dragon's scales: one inside each leg and another under its tongue.

But alas, the man was as brute as always, and his sword swayed impatiently. Having none of that, it abruptly raised itself over his head. He frowned and looked up to it. "Hey!"

A magical circle began to appear around the sword's hilt and the dark blade melted into a black smoke, bleeding into each and every symbol the circle created.

The Dragon felt a sudden chill over its spine -- if the next attack hit it, it would cease to be.

The magical circle grew and grew, until it covered almost the entire wasteland around them.

Then, time stopped.

Rather, it seemed to. It was the fickle time between breathing in and breathing out -- the calm before the storm.

The man held his breath, his hand still bound to the sword's hilt, now merged into the circle, before countless rays of darkness flew out of it at the speed of sound.

To protect itself, the Earth Dragon erected wall after wall around its weak points, but they were shattered to pieces under the immense dark power leaving the circle.

More sand kicked up, making the man cough and look over his shoulder to the place he had left Suzu: the barrier had held everything out, even the tiniest spec of sand. As though his hand wasn’t shooting a dark ray of death, the man breathed out in relief and cracked a smile looking at the little girl.

After everything was done, the circle bled back into being a sword and the man slowly glided back to the ground. His ears rang with the sudden silence after such tremendous explosion and he glared at his hand before taking a step towards the Earth Dragon.

However, no matter how many steps he took, he couldn't find the gigantic body. "Great, did you pulverize him to death, Witch?" He spat on the ground.

A weak laugh was heard a few paces away from where he stood. "Ahaha, nay, she did not. It was a close call, however."

"Oh, yer older than I expected." The man said bluntly to the shadow that made itself seen through the dust in front of him.

Once again the Dragon laughed, but now on its humanoid form -- it was a tall, black and old man, his beard treading over the ground in front of him -- as he approached the winner. "I should say 'watch your tongue', but alas, I have lost a fight against you once; I cannot fight again that soon."

The man scratched his head, fear finally creeping into his heart. He stuck his sword on the ground and approached the Earth Dragon while checking his pockets. He was looking down, afraid to hear the same answer he had been getting for the past seven years.

Feeling the young man's anxiety, the Earth Dragon simply shook his head and looked towards the purple barrier, far behind the human.

"So, uh, since you already know what this is all about..." The man started, finally raising his gaze to meet the dragon's. "Please... please, save Suzu!"

Unlike witches, dragons were born with feelings -- and theirs actually resonated with human's more easily. The weight of that young man's feelings; the intensity with which he begged to save the little girl's life... it all struck the Earth Dragon deeply. He grimaced and spared a glance at the sword before opening his mouth.

"I'm afraid there is only one way--"

"NO!!" The man yelled, covering both ears with his hands, his body instinctively hunching over. "DON'T... Just... don't say it!"

The Earth Dragon's lips trembled as he looked at how the man pitifully kneeled on the ground, his entire body shaking. From the side of his eyes, he could see when the sword evaporated into a thick smoke and flew to the man's side, now showing itself on its true form.

"You have had the answer alongside you all this time, have you not, young man?" The Earth Dragon mourned, looking at the witch standing beside him.

She had deep purple skin, and her hair and clothes were of such a deep black they couldn't be discerned from each other. Her once expressionless face now only weeped.

"It has... it HAS to have another way! It can't be just this..." The man clenched his fists and hit the ground with all of his strength.

Without taking his eyes off the witch, the Earth Dragon pursed his lips, his heart aching. "For someone so powerful to be known as The Void to be seen like this..." He whispered, his eyes looking into the bright purple iris of Devoid's, the black sclera of her eyes of such a depth that could suck a lesser man inside. "You shall be known as The Weeping Witch from now on."

Tears fell down tirelessly from Weeping's eyes, as they have been for the past seven years. "A fitting name," she agreed, her voice sounding despite her mouth staying shut.

She cried the tears her human did not, for his feelings were now hers. She hadn't stopped crying from the moment they were united, all those nights seven years ago.

The tears his heart shed every single day for his slumbering little sister.

Controlling his sorrow, the young man finally stopped trembling and reached out once again for his pocket -- to a dismantled map he had been using since the beginning of his journey.

He got up and handed it to the Earth Dragon, his jaw hard and his eyes escaping reality. "Anyway, mark here. Ya should know what, right? Ya gossiping pussies and all."

Suzu was far away, but he could almost feel the mental ear-pull for the curse word, but he ignored it. The Earth Dragon looked down from his tall height to the small human.

"Young man, you already--"

"JUST-- MARK IT!" The man yelled, looking away. "I won't give up. There has to have another way."

Once again the Earth Dragon looked at Weeping. Her tears streamed down in spite of her as she woefully looked at the human's back. "... Very well," the Dragon said, taking the map and using magic to mark a path on it to where they should go next.

For the past seven years, man, girl and witch had been challenging powerful magical beings -- to the point of such beings looking forward to the challenge and waiting in specific locations for them. The Earth Dragon was waiting for him after he had defeated the Water Siren. Now, the Dragon was marking one of his sibling's lair -- the Lightning Dragon's domain -- so the man could once again ask a single answerless question.

After the older man was finished, the young man snatched the paper away and turned his back to the Dragon, heading towards his sister.

"Young man," the Dragon called and the man stopped without turning away. "Might I ask what do you go by? Surely a human such as yourself was given a birth name."

He looked over his shoulder, his deep brown eyes without a single glint. "Hohoe. Though that's not my birth name." He said and went back on his way.

'Fleeting Smile', the Earth Dragon thought.

It was the name his little sister called him long ago -- the most precious person in her life, her beloved big brother, Hohoemaru.

[yesyunniechan]

Detective Conan File 993 [Japanese to English Translation]

Both love and case

Are cut with a blade?!

TN: Ahaha. Pun. Like: Yaiba (blade) as MANGA (Okita) is added to the love (ShinRan and Heizuha) and to the case (Okita is an IDIOT)

[10 minutes before the tournament starts...]

S: The criminal behind Nukitani-san's murder had been hiding in the restroom up until the police arrived...

S: So it must be one of you three...

S: But we can't do much until we figure out where the box cutter that was used to slice Nukitani-san's throat went...

T: Yeah... Looks like this might be a tough one...

S: There's nothing we can do! Could you contact the tournament organizers and tell them to come here so we can explain the situation and tell them to cancel the event?

S: I'd like to know more about how Nukitani-san got here and such...

T: Right!

[Wait! 10 minutes is should be more than enough time...]

[A murder happened at the Kendo Tournament!! Looks like Heiji discovered the truth?!]

T: Eh? 

S: More than enough... Don't tell me you already figured out who did it?

H: Aye... which one of these three did it...

H: And how they killed him!!

O: I've figured it out as well!!

O: Since we can't seem to find the murder weapon, no matter where we look...

O: The criminal is this blind...

O: Ojii-san with a cane!!

TN: LMAO 

Y: Eh?

O: He was lying about the supposed criminal mentioning a box cutter on the phone!

C: Lying?

C: You'd think that even if that was a lie, he wouldn't have just sat on this bench right next to the corpse, but would rather have tried to get out of here...

H: Besides, he can't see... How would he have killed him?

O: Isn't it obvious? That cane contains a sword...

O: Just like Zatouichi, he calculated the distance between him and his target by sensing his presence...

O: And sliced this occhan's neck with a single, sudden draw!!

O: So? I'm right, aren't I?

O: Can you say 'Life is pain'?

C: Oi, Hattori...

C: Is this guy... an idiot?

O: You're supposed ta say that at the end, ya know! <3

H: Sorry... Ignore him...

H: So? Ya learned who the criminal is?

C: Nope, all I know...

C: Is that although the victim's bag contained a drink...

C: Someone must've taken it after he was killed...

C: And the one who took it...

C: Is probably the ex-SDF officer, Sakamori Akane-san...

A: Wha?!

S: Why do you think that?

C: Well, you see, there’s some powdered medical residue left around Nukitani-san’s mouth, yet he doesn't have any water on him!

C: That's why I believe that the warmth that melted the chocolate in Sadamori-san's bag stemmed from a plastic bottle containing a warm drink!

A: A-as I said, the chocolate simply melted in my pocket...

C: Then it should’ve melted evenly! However, since only those closer to the tip melted, something else must have given off its warmth... You probably got it from the vending machine, added the poison, and then kept it in your bag until you got a chance to give it to Nukitani-san, right?

C: And you didn't tell us that you had a warm drink... because you thought that might arouse suspicion if someone finds a plastic bottle cut into little pieces...

S: That's why you were hiding in the restroom... to get rid of the evidence...

A: T-That was not poison, that was a laxative! I just wanted get back at Nukitani-sensei for rejecting my love!!

A: And when I came by to make sure he’s stuck in the restroom... He was dead. So I grabbed the plastic bottle because I knew everyone would get the wrong idea!!

A: I swear I’m telling the truth! Please believe me!!

C: I don’t think she's the culprit! She practiced Kendo in high school for three years, so she’d at least know how to wear a hakama properly...

C: And the culprit appears to have put the hakama on backwards!

T: Then all three of us must be innocent! After all, I practiced kendo too…

C: Did you really practice Kendo back in the day, Yokote-san...? 

C: You didn't even know that victory poses are forbidden at Kendo tournaments...

C: Isn't that right, referee-ojii-san?

N: Y-yeah... As per the guidelines...

N: 'An excessively emotional display of pride following a successful blow is considered unsportsmanlike conduct and will result in the strike being annulled, regardless of whether or not it was previously considered legal.'

S: See... Yet you were bragging to your girlfriend about striking a victory pose after landing a strike...

S: And you got angry when Nukitani-san humiliated you by calling you out on your lie...

Y: Y-Yeah...

Y: I wanted to get back at this ossan by embarrassing him myself...

Y: So I followed him and secretly took pictures! If he'd shown any weakness or shameful habit, I'd have exposed him through the internet!

Y: And when this woman went went for the same restroom he'd gone to....

Y: I figured that they might be having some sort of secret date...

Y: That's all there is to it!!

Y: I wanted to leave ASAP, but then this kid and those guys got here...

Y: Then while I was in the restroom, I deleted all the pictures I'd secretly taken of that ossan!!

T: So that's why it says that you haven't taken any pictures this month?

Y: Y-Yeah...

S: But you're also the only one who doesn't know how to put a hakama on...

S: So you'd have to be the one who killed him.

Y: A, no...

S: Right, Conan-kun?

C: Hmmm...

C: But Yokote-san....

C: Doesn't have a box cutter with him...

S: H-hey, Conan-kun?!

T: R-right! I don't have one with me! And I at least know how to wear hakama, because I practiced kendo a little!

H: Then how 'bout ya put that tare on? Forensics can give ya some gloves...

T: O-okay... I’ve got this!

T: Take this long one... make a cross in the back...

T: Then fasten what's left behind... and ready!

H: Nope! Tare's knot shouldn't be visible, so yer supposed ta lift the maedare* and make a knot under it!

TN: Apron :"D

H: See? After fastenin' it... Ya can see the blood left at the maedare, right?

S: B-but that's...

H: Yep! Anyone who is used ta wearing bougu would wear his hakama backwards on purpose... Ta make it look that it was done by somebody who never did kendo…

H: And the only one who had ta do it must be wearing referee clothes, and thus hold a rank...

H: Only ya, Norimura Nenji-san!!

K: No way?!

K: Ya still haven’t found Heiji?! The match starts in 5 minutes!

K: And Ran-chan and Conan-kun aren’t here either... Maybe they know where Heiji is?

R: A phone call from Kazuha-chan... If she'll learn where Hattori-kun is, she'll head straight over here...

R: But if she gets here before the case is closed...

R: We can’t afford to waste any time...

R: Because Hattori-kun...

R: Has to confess to Kazuha-chan!!!

[B-but.... The criminal used a box cutter as a weapon, right?]

N: I don't have one of those on me...

H: We were wrong about that from the start...

H: The victim, Nukitani-san, was talking to someone on phone...

H: And he said...

H: 'The cutter is stained with blood, I can't cut with it... please bring me the spare one!'

Y: Yeah! Exactly! 

C: I don't see anything wrong with that...

H: In kansai, 'cutter' can refer to a dress shirts! Ya guys just call those "Y-Shirts" instead!

TN: HA! I was right uvu

H: Add to that the fact that Nukitani-san got a nosebleed because of Okita's opponent...

H: And we've got this...

H: 'My Cutter shirt is stained due to my nosebleed, so I can't wear it....

H: Bring me the spare one!'

TN: Kiru = cut, kiru = wear

T: I see! That's why Nukitani-san's wife is coming here with a Y-shirt!

S: So Nukitani-san wanted to change his shirt, and chose this remote restroom by accident?

H: Yeah... 'cause all the other restrooms were taken...

H: That said, even without a nosebleed, if ya stained Nukitani-san's shirt with a hand smeared in ink... He woulda come here anyway, which is just what ya wanted, right?

N: B-but the murder weapon?!

N: I don't have anything sharp with me, right?

H: Ya do!

T: Y-you think I'd slice a throat with a shinai?!

H: It's a modified shinai...

H: If ya'd swung horizontally with a sharpened bamboo tip cut as thin as a katana...

H: The centrifugal force woulda helped ya slice the throat!!

O: Well, even with a simple shinai’s strike... there are ways to slice his throat so that the blood won't stop flowing...

H: Yep... the throat is the most vulnerable part of the human body after all...

H: The sound heard in the restroom was the sound of... Ya trying to dull the edge of yer bamboo sword, which was as sharp as a katana, so ya rubbed it against wall...

H: And the sound that was heard right after the sound of the bougu being thrown out of the restroom window...

H: After ya took off the blood-drenched bougu ya used in yer plan, ya changed into the coat ya prepared earlier, put the murder weapon - yer bamboo sword - inside the shinai bag, and were gonna leave as if nothin' had happened...

H: But then lotsa people arrived, so ya couldn't leave the toilet and realized ya’d have ta do somethin' with that sharpened shinai...

H: So it oughta still be left inside yer shinai bag, right?

H: Nukitani-san's blood!!

S: We’ll check!

N: Yeah... I thought it will show the blood stains... so I washed it in the restroom just in case...

H: My bad, Kudo... I took over at the best part. <3

C: That's kind of frustrating...

S: But why shinai? It'd be easier to cut the throat with something sharp...

N: This shinai...

TN: Was a gift from him on our first date, so I wanted to end his life like that - doing his favorite kendo with the sword he gifted me... I thought about rollercoaster, but meh, this idea is better. What? Wrong case? Oh.

N: Belonged to my son... 

N: Whom Nukitani-san drove to suicide 2 years ago...

S: D-drove to suicide?

N: At the grand finals of this tournament series'  team league, two years ago... My son pulled off a masterful strike in the decisive game... But in the passion of the moment, he struck a victorious pose, and the strike was annulled...

N: My son's high school was eliminated as a result... He felt responsible, and took his own life because he couldn't bare the shame... Nukitani-san was the referee on call for this match...

TN: Oh, I like my idea with the first date better... Poor boy :(

S: But the rules of Kendo are written in stone - there's nothing he could have done about, right?

N: Yes... I thought that Nukitani-san had made the right call, and that my son had been in the wrong...

N: But yesterday, a student from the Kyoto Senshin High School also struck a victory pose after scoring a point during the team league's grand finals...

N: And he flat-out ignored it!!

S: R-really?

N: Yes! And not only did this guy not annull the point, he encouraged this student!

N: He played favorites with him because he was from the kansai area, same as him!!

N: T-that's why I... This prejudiced bastard...

N: With my son's shinai...

O: He probably...

O: Held this charm...

O: The jihou* from the first grade told me 'I want ta win!' and borrowed that charm from me...

TN: Second player

O: This is a charm from the Hachidai shrine, passed in my family fer generations...

O: With this I never lost...

O: After one blow, it showed from under his the dougi, and after noticing it he said 'Kami-san, thank ya' while holding it with teary eyes... 

O: Maybe ya just mistook it for the winning pose? 

N: That’s a lie...

O: It's true! And the referee told them 'never ta show tears during a match'...

N: It's a lie... a lie...

N: A lie!!!

R: Phew...

C: S-strong...

R: What are you doing?! QUICKLY!!!

T: A, wait...

S: Hm? That charm...

R: A, Kazuha-chan!! I brought them!!

K: R-Ran-chan!

K: The match ended...

[Win without playing!]

R Eeh?!

K: What were ya doin'?! Heiji, ya idiot, idiot, idiot!!

M: Well then, let's retreat?

I: You’re not going to meet Hattori-sama?

M: I’d like to wait...

M: For a better opportunity to meet my future husband...

O: This is all ‘cause somebody here took their sweet time solvin’ that mystery, isn’t it?

H: We lost all that time 'cause of yer Zatouichi blabbering!!

K: Mystery... don't tell me ya ran into another case?

K: Those detectives...

C: Life is pain...

[Be sure to watch the ‘Crimson Love Letter’ now in screening!! Starting from the text issue, Magic Kaito returns after 3 years!!]

[sunshinetheperekeet]

I need to talk about the books I read

I have a goodreads and 3 of my friends are on there but they don’t write review or comment on the books. I love reading books but Idk its like... right after I NEED to talk about it and no one is there to talk about it. Kinda want to make a youtube just to rant about the shit I read even if its to no one. 

ANYWAY!!! So I recently finished : Send me a message if you want to rant about those books, don’t be shy ! If ya have a goodread we can add eachother I NEED BOOK POEPLE. 

Empire of Storms --> (Kinda not in love with this series anymore. All I want is a focus on Dorion at this point ahah.). I just... it’s not what I got myself into you know ? It’s not that the book is bad but I have soooo many books to read and I like to know what I’m getting into and book 1 and 2 have NOTHING to do with the series now. Like... what was the point of all this. It was a really long intro. I’m hoping the serie end soon. I think she is making a book 7. I hate that too. She is doin the same thing with a court of thornes and roses and like... NO its a trilogie you can’t turn it into a 6books series when its suposed to end this year. I’m a boring person who likes to know shit before starting them ;p More happy than not. --> I guess this kind of describe my feels about this book ahaha. I need 2 more chapters of like “ two years later” and all is rainbow and sunshine. In a way I love that happy ending is not in everybook I think it makes it more real but I still hate it. It makes me FEEL too much. I can’t stop having handcanons about different ending and its not healthy lol History is all you left me --> Loved it. See this is the kind of sad that I can deal with. I cried the WHOLE book. But like there is hope for a better futur. I need this xD  I’m really scares for Adam’s new book : They both die in the end ahahha.

Every day --> So I finished this like... 2 hours ago. And I DONT KNOW how I feel about it to be honest. I read this cause there was a fanfiction of Klaine made around the same concept... the fanfiction was better. And like I said before,.. I can’t deal with endings like that. is that even an ending. And like.. I could accept this ending actually if there wern’t so many questions left to answer. I want to know how many poeple are like “A”. Where the fuck do the person go when A takes over. Also the ending bugged me cause it seems like A picked a really random guy and was like.. there you go Rhiannon (gosh that name) he is a nice guy you will like him. NO NOOOO. At least be on the mission to find a great guy for her and after a few weeks/months you find him and you know she will like him but the ending was basicly HEY this guy is a “nice” guy so you will like him. There honey be in love with this random dude who you know nothing about cause he is a nice guy. O.O what the actual fuck. 

When it’s real --> Almost forgot about this one !! Man this one was a lot of fun. Needed it (read it after history is all you left me and right before more happy than not ahha). I love stupid love story, the love/hate thing is one of my favorite trope what can I say. Loved loved loved it. It was also hilarious how a lot of thing seems to reference to Justin Biever. I read the other books by Erin Watt paper princess and I really loved those books too but idk, they were not “good” books they were just addictive, guilty pleasure kinda books. But this one was written better. I don,t know how to explain ahha.   There ya go ! The books I finished the last 2 weeks. (No I don’t read this much usually. But my weekend has been really productive haha)  

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this is bullying but I love attention so I'll do it 1. Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?you have no idea how badly I want to2. You talked to an ex today, correct?actually no, most of my exes removed me from their lives lol3. Have you taken someones virginity?yep!4. Is trust a big issue for you?unfortunately5. Did you hang out with the person you like recently?no :(6. What are you excited for?3 weeks and then I'm home ❤❤7. What happened tonight?I worked, played video games, fell asleep. the usual 8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted?I honestly couldn't give less of a shit9. Is confidence cute?it's attractive, sorta different than cute10. What is the last beverage you had?booster juice i think?11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?well I don't exactly have an opposite sex LOL but I guess I probably only truly trust 3 or 4 people 12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans?yepp13. What are you gonna do Saturday night?tonight was Saturday, if you mean next Saturday I should have my period by that point so I'll probably be curled up a ball more emotional than ever14. What are you going to spend money on next?good question, probably food knowing me ahaha15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed?indeed I am16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months?I think so17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything?Alex18. The last time you felt broken?uhhh let's not get into that19. Have you had sex today?no I'm angry20. Are you starting to realize anything?I don't even know anymore21. Are you in a good mood?good mood??? thats a thing???22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks?I think it'd be cool23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s?yeah actually 24. What do you want right this second?well I mean go back in time, but in reality I just want to go home and curl up with Alex25. What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy?I honestly don't think I could find words tbh26. Is your current hair color your natural hair color?definitely not ahah27. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh?probably not tbh28. What was the last thing that made you laugh?probably my brother29. Do you really, truly miss someone right now?more than anything30. Does everyone deserve a second chance?only one second chance31. Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to?uh no, definitely not ahah32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do?I sure hope so33. Are you one of those people who never drinks soda?nah I always do34. Listening to?currently nothing, it's dead silence35. Do you ever write in pencil anymore?nah honestly, too faint36. Do you know where the last person you kissed is?at home in bed I believe? idk I think he fell asleep on me ahah37. Do you believe in love at first sight?sorta? I didn't until I met Alex tbh38. Who did you last call?my brother I think 39. Who was the last person you danced with?Raine ahah40. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed?because I was leaving for 4 months and I knew I'd miss him 41. When was the last time you ate a cupcake?far too long ago 42. Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today?I don't think so43. Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush?oh I'm sure I embarrassed myself in front of every single one of my crushes (is it because I'm Asian)44. Do you tan in the nude?nope45. If you could, would you take back your last kiss?nope46. Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night?uh no actually I wasn't texting or talking to anyone when I fell asleep 47. Who was the last person to call you?to call me? my mom48. Do you sing in the shower?yes ahah49. Do you dance in the car?definitely50. Ever used a bow and arrow?when I was really young 51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?I was literally like 252. Do you think musicals are cheesy?nah I love them 53. Is Christmas stressful?more than ever 54. Ever eat a pierogi?well see I was confident in my yes answer but the "a" is throwing me off55. Favorite type of fruit pie?I don't really like pie tbh, if anything I'd say apple56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?well I wanted to be a vet bc my best friend did57. Do you believe in ghosts?yes I do58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?constantly ahah59. Take a vitamin daily?nope60. Wear slippers?nope61. Wear a bath robe?nope62. What do you wear to bed?usually Alex's t shirts and just my boxers63. First concert?never been tbh 😳64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?target 65. Nike or Adidas?Nike66. Cheetos Or Fritos?fritos67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?sunflower seeds68. Favorite Taylor Swift song?ew69. Ever take dance lessons?when I was really young70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?uh, I'm not sure I understand the question, like I don't care what my partner does as long as they're happy and safe71. Can you curl your tongue?yes72. Ever won a spelling bee?LOL definitely not73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy?probably74. What is your favorite book?11/22/63 by Stephen King75. Do you study better with or without music?much better76. Regularly burn incense?nope77. Ever been in love?oh yes78. Who would you like to see in concert?well, I would've wanted to see Linkin Park but :(79. What was the last concert you saw?n/a80. Hot tea or cold tea?hot81. Tea or coffee?coffee82. Favorite type of cookie?the dough kind83. Can you swim well?if I'm not wearing a strapless bikini then ya84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?like probably but I can't be bothered to find out 😂😂85. Are you patient?no, definitely not ahah86. DJ or band, at a wedding?I think band tbh87. Ever won a contest?I won a poetry contest in high school two years in a row?88. Ever have plastic surgery?nope89. Which are better black or green olives?neither how dare you 90. Opinions on sex before marriage?wonderful, wish I could be having sex rn91. Best room for a fireplace?living room and bedroom, so cozy 92. Do you want to get married?one day, definitely. thank you ❤❤