#I heard they were changing her name btw but I forgot what to

[ismellbitches]

Albatrio headcanons because I say so (all canon btw trust me I’m grizzlyplays)

Jay:

- she braids hair when she’s nervous. Especially in the Black Sea, Gillion and Chip have been walking around with little braids in their hair and Jay has an intricately braided bun with feathers, beads and wire intertwined with her hair.

- she loves baked goods. Every island they visit a small, wrapped box of regional pastries will show up in the kitchen. Her favourite has been a warm, iced cinnamon log from Joaldo.

- She reads the newspaper.

- She speaks primordial with a similar accent to Caspian. Since the water genasi are so nomadic, it would make sense for her to have teachers breeze through on short contracts to support their tribes, so she picked it up from her various teachers.

- she had a flower garden with Ayva before she passed. The garden became Jays passion project, a way to cope with the loss of her sister. She converted it into a memorial, with a small fountain and a bed of forget-me-nots. While Jay has been out at sea, May has been using some Druidic magic to keep the garden alive.

- she used to have cat named “Sugar”. It turned out to be a Quasit belonging to the local warlock.

- Jay collects sea glass

- she has aphantasia.

Chip:

- he has frequent nightmares about his crew and co-captains dying. It is not uncommon to hear quiet footsteps around the Albatross in the wee hours of the morning, as he checks the breath of each member of his crew.

- He doesnt remember his parents. But he has given them names, in his head, just in case they didn’t give him up. He’s told Reuben about that. He called it dumb. Chip never told anyone else.

- he has a stash of non-perishables in the floorboards of the captains quarters. Just in case.

- sorry these are all so sad but hhhhh he has body dysmorphia. He’s never felt “good-looking” and no one’s ever really told him, so he has a lot of anxiety about his appearance and uses the bandana constantly. This was made worse with his undeath.

- May cooked Chip a steak when they were at her tavern c.a ep 98, to help him and Jay decompress after the stress of Gillion’s near-death. It’s the best meal he’s ever eaten.

- He loves crabs. They remind him of when Arlin used to take him crab-spotting in the southern sea beaches. When they got back to Canella, Chip took Ollie too.

- Reuben used to teach him sea shanties he’d heard in and around the taverns by the port on Skullslice. He remembers all of them.

- there were a good 3 years from when chip was 9-11 where he wasn’t hugged once.

- he’s really good at darts.

- Chip has cried in front of four people in his entire life: Arlin, Reuben, Jay and Gillion. He has only ever really lost it to Reuben though. It was on his 14th birthday when he momentarily forgot what Arlin looked like.

- he has a lip ring. That’s it.

Gillion:

- Gillion would love Spider-Man.

- he really enjoys spicy, fermented, and salty foods. They remind him of home.

- Gillion didn’t talk for 3 days after shattering his Callnch.

- the elders wanted him to learn more languages, but it was a struggle for him to pick up common, so they abandoned the idea. Gillion still tries to learn celestial though, managing some very broken phrases from Chip.

- He loves pillows, but they can’t really be a thing in the undersea, so hes been working with Jay on making a waterproof pillow for him and pretzel.

- His coral gives him headaches.

- He suffers from asthma and joint pain due to the change in his environment

- Gillion had a small collection of mini stone leviathans he had been carving his entire life. He was almost done with Pelegus before he was exiled

- he has a love of history. It was his favourite subject growing up.

- He had so many imaginary friends.

- he and Edyn made up a secret language to communicate to each other without the elders knowing. He remembers every word.

[phantomnecromancer]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪Female Geto Suguru⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

2.2k words Content warning 18+, nsfw, smut, masturbation (f + f), oral (f! receiving), fingering (f! receiving) geto in this fic is a woman btw! pt2 soon Synopsis

you. In reality, Geto Suguru saw you as nothing more than a convenient tool, a pawn in her intricate plans to manipulate curses and bend them to her will. While you showered her with gratitude and adoration, she plotted and schemed behind that facade of benevolence, using your devotion to further her own dark ambitions.

Note from the author Oh my god, I'm so sorry for the delay, I completely forgot about this account. I've been really eager to write a fic inspired by a female version of Geto. It seems like there are lots of fanarts but no fics about her female version, so I decided to create my own. Like I said, English isn't my first language, so I apologize if there are any mistakes! I really plan to keep writing for Fem Geto in the future, and I even got inspired to write more about Cult Geto because there don't seem to be many out there. Anyway, enjoy, and see you in part 2!"

―Geto suguru who was banished from jujutsu high

She is the worst curse user ever existed in the ultimate millennium

―The warm lights of the temple flickered to life. It seemed that it hadn't been in place for long; rumors circulated that the owner of the old temple frequently moved their residence. No one knew why they did it or if there was any malice behind his actions. The people didn't seem to care, as long as the burdens on their shoulders, forces they couldn't comprehend, were lifted from them. Those who visited said the owner appeared to be a very sweet person, asking for nothing in return for taking away the heavy sorrows and pain they carried.

The reason for your visit was a last grasp at hope. After consulting doctor after doctor, nothing seemed to alleviate your suffering. Gradually, you began to lose your sanity, reaching a point of no return. You felt watched, attacked, and even saw things that you knew were impossible in the earthly realm. Your pain was so intense that the thought of ending your life started to seem not so terrible.

Then, amidst the small talk of the village elders  you heard about someone who, according to their words, was a god reincarnated on earth. She could lift all burdens, and her noble soul sought nothing in return. You never considered yourself a religious person; you believed it was a complete scam, a mockery of human beings to strip them of their money while maintaining a pure image in the name of a higher power. However, what did you have to lose? Your last will, crying out for a reason to live, a reason to continue existing in this earthly realm. It seemed that the location was uncertain and constantly changing, but it appeared to be on the outskirts of the village, along a road whose name you did not know.

The soles of your shoes echoed with each step as you drew closer. There was no longer any doubt; this was not the idle chatter of the old ones you had overheard a few nights ago. The temple stood before you, immaculate and serene, its presence undeniable. The fragrance of incense and sacred wood wafted through the air, enveloping you in a scent that stirred a nostalgic echo within the depths of your memory.

It was spring, the season of blossoms, and flowers adorned every corner of the sacred place, their vibrant hues adding a touch of grace to the temple's tranquility. Despite your skepticism and lack of faith in such matters, you could now understand the profound solace this sanctuary offered to its believers. The peace it bestowed upon them was almost palpable, a gentle whisper of calm in a world filled with chaos.

Now, standing before the grand wooden door, your nerves began to fray. Even in a place where the energy was supposed to be gentle and benevolent, you couldn't shake the tightness in your chest. You couldn't tell if it was due to your past calamities, that darkness that seemed to follow you everywhere, or if this place simply gave you an uneasy feeling.

As you pushed the door, the creak of the wood flooded your ears, though it was no louder than the pounding of your heart or the white noise ringing in your ears. Stepping inside, your eyes were immediately drawn to the temple's interior splendor. The walls were a rich saffron hue, and the corners were painted a beautiful chocolate color, so polished you were certain they were cleaned daily. Some walls were a deep olive, adorned with protective amulets. Before you stood a small staircase leading up to a dais with a sliding door. Your eyes wandered for a moment, your gaze fixed on the curling smoke of the incense placed on one of the shelves. It seemed there was someone there, yet your sight did not reveal them.

“Hello..?”

”―You spoke almost in a whisper, feeling like a frightened puppy with its tail between its legs. Your hands were trembling and sweaty as you tried to dry them on the fabric of your skirt.―

Moments passed in a silence so profound that the only sound was the creaking of the wood beneath your shoes. Then, the sliding door opened, revealing a female figure. She was dressed in traditional Japanese attire, a "Gojo-Kesa." The woman was quite tall, especially compared to you, the difference in height stark and almost intimidating.

Her long hair was tied in a mid-bun, so black it could easily blend with the darkness of night. Her ears were adorned with black plug expanders, adding a distinctive touch to her appearance.

Her hands were clasped together, hidden within the sleeves of her traditional attire. She walked with such elegance that it was astonishing how she made almost no sound at all. As she reached the dais, she gracefully lowered herself to the floor, one arm resting on a red bench. A smile without showing her teeth spread across her face, radiating kindness and appearing entirely devoid of any ulterior motive.

"It seems I do not recognize your face, miss. You have never been here before, have you?"

 ―said the woman. Her eyes fixed intently on you, and you could feel her gaze as if she were trying to read you completely, peering into your very soul. All the while, she maintained that smile. Despite her persistent smile, which initially seemed kind, you couldn't help but feel it was turning into something more sinister. You couldn't shake the nervousness that gripped you; you wanted to speak, but your vocal cords seemed to be playing a cruel joke on you.―

Your voice came out almost in a whisper, your head spinning and feeling how your legs gradually weakened. 

"N-no, I've never been here before," 

you felt the urge to escape, the air was thinning, and a pressure on your chest assured you it wasn't just your minor issue weighing you down.

"Headaches, dizziness, feeling watched, hallucinations, and paranoia isn’t it?" 

she said, the smile creeping never leaving her face, almost as if she were mocking you. Her purple eyes stared at you as if finding amusement in your distress.

"H-how do you know that?"  ―you stutter, your hands now clasped tightly in front of your body. ―

"Come closer to me, darling." her voice flowed like honey, contrasting with the mocking tone of her voice. Her hand gestured for you to approach her, her body still laying lazily towards the bench.

The sound of your shoes echoing on the polished wood was the only thing audible in the room. Her eyes never left yours, making her intimidating, yet her physical allure was undeniable. You had never felt physical attraction toward a woman before, especially someone who, with just a gaze, could make your stomach tighten and your head spin.

Her arm lazily lifted, as if she were swallowing something with her hand. Gradually, the heaviness that had been tormenting your shoulders began to dissipate. Your eyes widened in shock, a look of utter disbelief spreading across your face. Meanwhile, the woman's expression turned to one of satisfaction as she held what appeared to be a yellowish orange crystal ball.

"Better?" she says with a satisfied smile on her face, as if she knew and took pride in her powers. It was as if she saw you as an inferior being to her, as if you didn't matter, an empty shell.

You felt completely liberated, the weight on your shoulders finally gone, and that feeling was enough to overshadow your doubts and fear of the intimidating woman before you. 

"How..?"

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―Weeks passed, and it seemed you couldn't stop wandering around the same place whenever you could. You were so grateful to that woman that you felt you owed her your life. Her kind smile always thanked you for the small gestures, or that’s what you thought. Whether bringing incense or flowers to decorate the temple. You even stayed to clean and polish those chocolate-colored wood floors you adored so much.

Geto detested you, hiding that with her usual kind smile, applying sanitizer whenever she could, when you weren't looking or after you'd left. Yet, in her own words, you were the best-behaved monkey she'd ever seen. It seemed you genuinely believed she had made that gesture to help you, to help others, and to lift that weight from their shoulders. The reality was different: absorbing curses to store them and use them to her advantage for her new world.

"Miss Geto, I brought flowers! Where should I put them?"―

You say happily.  almost adorably, holding a bouquet of lavender, Geto's favorite. Her gaze returns to you, briefly eyeing your petite figure, that fake smile without using her teeth that she usually gave you. She shifts her usual posture, spreading her arms to point with her finger at a white vase adorned with blue decorations.

Happily, you place the lavender bouquet in the vase, your smile never leaving your face. You even came often to pray, spreading gratitude to the strange woman you believed enjoyed your presence. You are so foolish, thinking she enjoyed those little conversations you had with her or thought well of you. She saw you as nothing more than a mere toy to be used, just a simple monkey and nothing more.

As you sat down to pray as usual, your knees on the floor, you cursed yourself for wearing such a short skirt. It rolled up to your thighs each time you bow your head to the ground, showing those white panties that you carefully chose every day you went to the temple, like she was going to see them. The thin fabric barely covering your puffy folds that were already soaking wet— poor baby It wasn't your fault— she just looked so pretty every time and you couldn’t resist yourself. You just wanted to catch her attention. You wanted her to see you, to know you existed. You lived for her praise and that small smile that tugged every time you remembered her favorite flower or her favorite scent.

You didn't know why you felt this way; you had never felt any physical or emotional attraction towards a woman before, but with her, it was different. You wanted her to see you, your heart pounded every time you saw her arrive or whenever her eyes lingered on you for just a moment longer. 

And for mere seconds, you felt her gaze. Your head was on the ground, hands placed in front of you, and you deliberately shifted your hips forward, causing your skirt to lift, revealing the view of soaked panties, showing the thin fabric almost completely transparent with how wet your core was. You could feel how everytime you shifted yourself to sit down the friction in between bows, leaving a wet strip of juices all over the floor. 

This action did not go unnoticed by the dark-haired woman, and for the first time, a slight smile crossed her lips. Her purple eyes carefully examined the girl's figure. Of course, she noticed your advances, every time you blushed when she looked at you for more than a few seconds, or when she gave you empty compliments but your eyes seemed to sparkle every time she said them.

I wouldn't lie to you; she didn't deny finding the power difference over you fascinating. You might even seem adorable to her in her own way. She might even consider you deserving in her new world—the only monkey she wouldn't mind having by her side.

When she saw you innocently stand up after pretending not to notice that you had done that just to get her attention, a small smile graced her lips. You innocently adjusted your skirt, and it seemed you didn't even bother to wipe that spot in the floor where your wet pussy grazed. 

As usual, you bid her farewell with an innocent smile, lifting your head to meet her gaze, hands clasped together as you bowed slightly. Your eyes eager to take in every detail of the girl, hoping for her usual smile in return.

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—She didn't deny it; she had spent a long time doing absolutely nothing since leaving the academy. Her world was her only priority; she needed nothing else, and nothing would give her more pleasure than the outcome of a world without monkeys. However, in the darkness of her room, it seemed to be the opposite.

Hand pressed into her sensitive bud, her index finger doing circular motions as she cupped one of her breasts pinching her nipple. Her forehead glistened with sweat, her mouth slightly open, and her back slightly arched. She felt ashamed to stoop so low—how could she, a monkey, wield such power over her? Days had passed, yet she couldn't stop thinking about her. She couldn't understand if it was her lack of intimacy in these past 10 years or simply falling for her charms. It was pathetic and it made her entire worldview shift—everything she believed was right, that mental state and opinion she had taken so long to accept, reduced to a mess of moans as she put two digits into her pussy pumping in and out. She could feel her walls clench more with the thought of her tongue inside your pussy, drinking your sweet juices. Her fingers finding that sweet spot that could make you see the stars in mere seconds. Her mind raced as she remembered you bending, showing that pretty cunt of yours, only serving to feed her thoughts further.

Note author : This fanfic almost made my head explode! I'm the biggest hater when it comes to multi-part fics, but I swear I even fell asleep with the laptop on my legs. I hope to finish it soon, hopefully within this week, and not take a whole month just to complete one part.

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[impactedfates]

Hi, can I request a platonic yanqing x sister reader that the reader who isn't on Par with yanqing in terms of swordsmanship gets injured trying to fend off mara struck monsters and immediately hides it from him and he finds out and is understandably upset his sister is not only injured but didn't say a word about it? They're the same age btw thx

A/N: Ooo :0 Cool idea! Hope this was to your standard :))

Genre/Trope: Platonic + Familial

Format: Fic (W.C: 1179)

Warnings: Mentions of injuries/getting injured // Blood references

Extra: Fem!Reader in mind // Yanqing and reader are twins (non-identical) // Of course, Father Jing Yuan :D // Only proofread by me - Missed mistakes likely

Count On Me - Platonic Yanqing x Sister! Reader

“I win again!”

Yanqing exclaimed proudly with a small laugh, looking over to you he walked over, extending a hand to you as you lay on the ground panting, attempting to catch your breath. The only sounds filling the air being those breaths, as Yanqing smiled proudly at you with his hand extended. Slowly you took it as he helped you up. You patted yourself down and looked away.

“...Congrats”

You said, crossing your arms. Yanqings smile disappeared, his expression changed to one of concern.

“...Are you okay?...”

“Fine”

Was the only response Yanqing got from you before you left quickly in a small huff, ignoring his calls of your name. You wished you could be on par with your twin brother, but no matter how hard you tried. It seemed as if you’ll never be able to catch up with him. You saw people praise him including your father. And yet wanted the same praise. If there was only a way to show you were just as strong…

“Help!”

Looks like that opportunity came faster than you thought.

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“H-hey, are you okay?”

One of the Foxians said, slowly going over to check on you, catching her eye, you looked away and were quick to run off. Running as far as you could before your legs couldn’t hold you anymore and you fell, clutching your arm your breath was a bit ragged as you dragged yourself to lean on a wall.

The events that had happened that led you to be leaning on a wall and fighting to stay awake was still clear in your mind, you heard someone call for help and were quick to check. Your eyes landing on a group of Mara Struck monsters attacking some foxians, you were quick to pull out your sword to protect them. You were still a Cloud Knight, though your rank was below Yanqings. Your job was to protect citizens, and that’s what you’d do. And you had managed to get rid of most of them, though perhaps you got a bit too confident or maybe you forgot to check your surroundings as a mara struck monster had surprised attacked you, stabbing you right in your arm, your grip on your weapon tightened as you struck that monster as fast as you could, the monster dispersing into the air as you quickly dropped you weapon to hold onto the injury you recieved. The fight took so long, and you were so proud to manage to defeat them only to lose concentration? Or was the beast that quiet?

You shook your head as you continued to try to stay awake, but a voice calling out to you made you turn your head. Spotting familiar gold eyes, your father quickly ran over to check on you, before you passed out.

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When you woke up, you noticed that your injury had been bandaged and Jing Yuan sat next to the bed you lay in. His concerned expression meeting your tired one quickly.

“Are you okay?”

You stayed silent, looking away. Jing Yuan sighed, understanding. He had known how you envied your brother with his skills, and after being told what happened by the some Foxians who had quickly ran to inform him about what happened. He managed to piece together your reasoning to be so reckless. With a soft sigh, he gently patted your head.

“...I know you want to be as strong as your brother, but jumping into a fight with multiple mara struck monsters without informing at least one other Cloud Knight wasn’t smart…you know that right?”

He started, speaking softly, his eyes watching you carefully.

“I mean…if Yanqing found-”

“Don’t tell him”

You interrupted, still not looking at him. He looks back and sighs, shaking his head.

“That’s not a good idea either…look…[Name]. It’s not a bad thing to ask for help, you can count on your brother. He’s happy to help you”

“I don’t want his help…”

“...I understand that…but, he can help you train when I’m busy doing something and cannot train the two of you…not to mention, from my understanding he was the nearest. You should’ve asked for help”

You shook your head once again. Dead set on not telling him. Jing Yuan stayed silent as well, before nodding.

“He doesn’t know right now…and if you really don’t want him to know then fine…but he's going to find out eventually…please rest up okay sweetie?...I’m proud of you for defeating all those monsters”

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You really didn’t want Yanqing to find out, and despite your fathers protest, you hid your bandaged arm away with a long sleeve and still attempted to train with Yanqing whilst Jing Yuan was busy. (Though he tried his best to get time off to take care of you)

“[Name]?”

Yanqing had called out to you during one of your sparring matches. Looking as you struggled to hold the sword with both hands. His eyes looking at you and your shaky arms. He put away his sword and walked over to you.

“...What happened?”

“Nothing”

You quickly say, but the look in Yanqings eyes told you he didn’t believe you. He reached his arms out and attempted to help you readjust your stance, but his hands grazed over your injury and you were quick to flinch and hiss in pain.

His eyes grew more concerned, looking at you. Before a small realisation comes over to him, he eyes your arm.

“Did you get hurt?”

“No”

“Then why did you hiss in pain?”

“I’m fine”

“[Name]...”

You don’t look him in the eye, putting your own sword away as you attempt to walk away. Yanqing was quick to stop you, grabbing onto your uninjured arm more gently.

“[Name]...I’m your brother…please tell me…please count on me”

You looked back at him slightly, and sighed out a bit. As much as you envied his swordsmanship, he’s still your brother. And you trusted him. So, after a small pause you explained what happened.

“You got injured and you didn’t tell me!?”

“...I’m sorry…”

“When did this happen?”

“Maybe a few days ago”

“You hid it from me for that long?”

Although Yanqings voice may be loud, it was filled with concern for your wellbeing. He was quick to ask why you hid it from him and after you explained what happened, he soon questioned why you fought a group of enemies on your own, to which you admitted you just…wanted to show you were just as strong as him. Yanqings eyes softened and shook his head.

“...You can’t train with an injured arm…it’s not safe…You are strong [Name]...even if you may not think that or think I’m better…but I promise you, I’ll train you and help you. Just count on me”

Yanqing smiled, extending a hand towards you, to which you slowly took in your own.

“But first, let’s wait till you’re all healed up okay?”

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“I win!”

You smiled victoriously as you watched your brother slowly get up from when he had fallen. He smiled at you proudly.

“Well done! I’m proud of you”

I wish I could've though of a better name for this :sob:

I also hope this was written okay :)

[kotton-kandy953]

━ 𝙻𝚄𝙲𝙺𝚈 𝙼𝙴

➛ yandere!nagito k. x fem!reader

title page┆word count: 714┆warnings: none┆a/n: not thoroughly proofread btw. the prologue can be skipped if you do not want to read it. I only wrote it for context reasons !

❝ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ, ɪ'ᴍ ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ❞

╰⋯➤ saccharine — jazmin bean

PROLOGUE ━ SCHOOL TRIP ?

⤷ 𝖄𝖔𝖚

were completely shocked by the information just dumped onto you and the 16 other students.

For context reasons, I have to explain what has happened in the last few hours.

Today was supposed to be your first day of School at Hope's Peak Academy as the Ultimate High-school level Digital Artist.

But to everyone's dismay, some pink stuffed bunny named "Usami," who proclaimed to be your teacher, explained that you and a bunch of high schoolers you've never met are forced to go an a "heart-throbbing school trip" in this strange tropical paradise.

After she finished explaining that you all needed to collect hope fragments and get along, everyone just went their separate ways, you included.

You were about to go into the lobby of the hotel when a hand suddenly rested on your shoulder. You let out a sigh before turning around.

There were two taller males standing in front of you. One was skinner with pale, almost white skin. He had white hair and tips that faded into a pale brown.

The other had tanner skin, green eyes and spiky short hair. He was the last person to enter the classroom earlier.

"U- uh... hi...?" You asked awkwardly, not really wanting to indulge in conversation at the moment.

The white haired male smiled, "Sorry to bother you... L/n, is it?"

How did he-

"I'm Nagito Komaeda, the Ultimate Lucky Student. I know, a worthless talent, huh? I won't blame you if you ever forgot it"

His brown haired companion awkwardly broke the weird tension Nagito had put in the atmosphere.

"I'm Hajime Hinata, nice to meet you." He cleared his throat, "And I don't really... remeber my talent..." he trailed off.

"It's okay if you don't remember it, a lot has happened in the past hour." You smiled reassuringly, making Hajime smile back.

But Nagito smiled even bigger, "I should've known you'd say something like that! As expected from such a hopeful Ultimate as yourself!"

"Uh... thanks? I’m Y/n L/n, the Ultimate Digital Artist.”

After that... odd... conversation with the two, Usami suddenly came onto the nearest monitor and announced to everyone that they needed to go to the beach.

"Are you going, L/n?" Hajime asked after glancing over at Nagito.

"Do we really have a choice?" You responded.

Once the bathing suits were distributed and your classmates started to get in the water, you stood by Hajime, who also didn't want to join the others.

"You're not going with them?" You asked curiously.

He shook his head, "No, I don't want to..."

That was until he heard Usami's "encouraging" words and ran to go get a swimsuit.

Then, you were alone.

"Maybe I should—" before you could finish your thought, the sky grew grey with dark storm clouds. And the monitors blinked on and a strange, laidback, high-pitched voice rang out.

"Mic check... mic check... can you hear me?" Everyone froze at the strange change of atmosphere.

"Now then, sorry to keep you all waiting for so long. Let's leave all this worthless entertainment behind...

It's time for the main attraction! You guys better hustle over to Jabberwock Park!"

And that's what you all did, despite their oddly playful voice, it has a very threatening undertone that sent a shiver down your spine.

Once at said park, a half-white half-black stuffed bear appeared out of the blue and became know as "Monokuma" in a rather... extravagant way.

Next, the stuffed bear quite literally violated Usami and transformed her into Monomi, his "younger sister."

Then finally, he explained to you all that one must get away with murder to leave the island.

When he began listing the many ways to end a person's life, you froze in fear and shock.

'M- murder...?' you thought, no, there's no way this is real...

Noticing your unease, Nagito made his way over to you and rested his hand onto your shoulder. He gave you a smile that was supposed to calm your nerves but it only did the opposite.

“Don’t touch me, please.”

back to title page┆proceed to chapter one┆partially proofread

[louloulemons-posts]

Can I ask for a Steve Harrington x shy!reader angst where they've been childhood best friends but Steve left her for popularity, when slowly they cross paths together again, she does little things like saves Steve's fav foods, pays for his things etc? One day Steve decides to give her something nice too and apologise for their friendship drifting apart, but right before that she falls into a horrible road accident. Carry on like you want, just give a happy ending please? :) Btw, loved Touchy-Feely a lot.;))

Old Friends

Steve Harrington x reader

summary : Steve wants to fix his friendship with Reader, but it’s not as easy as he thinks.

word count : 1.5k

(he looks so stressed in this it’s so perfect lmao)

warnings : not proofread, wrote at 3am, car accident, hospital stuff, reader is injured, swears, use of y/n like twice, fluffy ending.

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It was small things, things you had always done. Giving him a pencil when he forgot his own, saving the red grapes because he hates green ones, sliding him the answers to questions that he doesn’t know.

It was a hard habit to grow out of after being friends for so long. You did try, you wanted to hate him for abandoning you. Wanted to be bitter, but he was just that boy from middle school, from kindergarten.

You did appreciate that even though you weren’t friends, whenever Tommy and Carol tried something he’d get them to leave you be.

He was your first real friend, and it was hard watching him become a completely different person overnight. People change. It’s just a shame that Steve Harrington had to become the King of Hawkins High.

~ / / / * \ \ \ ~

Stood in the lunch line, you slid your tray across smiling softly at the lunch ladies. Finally getting to the end of the counter you picked up a fruit cup, you’d been wanting strawberries all day so this was perfect.

Heading to sit on a lunch table, you picked at a sandwich, hating your past self for not getting up 15 minutes earlier to pack your own lunch.

That was when you heard voices behind you, “It’s literally a fruit cup Steve, I’m sure you’ll live.” Tommy.

“Yeah I’ll live, it’s just one of the only decent things to eat they have.”

“Oh no, rich boy will have to starve until he gets home and his maid makes him a 3 course meal,” Carol teased.

Sighing to yourself, you’d all of a sudden gone off your food. Deciding that you’d go and sit with your friend in the art room you stood from the table. Slinging your bag over your arm, you held the tray in the other.

You knew that Steve had money, but his parents were also assholes, as soon as he could make box mac and cheese they’d leave him alone for weeks at a time. That house was big for an adult, but for a 13 year old it was like a castle.

Walking past your old friend, you placed the fruit cup down in front of him, not stopping to look at anyone. You slid your tray onto the rack with the other dirty ones and were on your way.

~ / / / * \ \ \ ~

It was the end of the day, and you couldn’t wait to go home, your stomach was screaming for some good food.

“Hey wait up!” a voice called, a familiar one, but no it couldn’t be for you. A hand landed on your shoulder. “Hey, didn’t you hear me call you?”

“Sorry, I didn’t think you were taking to me. Hi Steve.”

“Hi,” he smiled.

“What can I do for you?”

“I um … I just wanted to say thank you, for the fruit cup.”

“Oh yeah no worries, was that all?”

“Y-yeah,” he nodded.

“Right, I’ll see you.”

“See you.” You went to walk out of the door, but the Harrington boy called your name. “Yeah?”

“Did you … did you want to hang out?”

His eyes looked scared, afraid that you’d reject him. He’d never grown out of the habit of picking his nails when he was nervous. Giving him a soft smile you spoke, “Sure, I’d like that.”

~ / / / * \ \ \ ~

The plan was to meet at Benny’s, you went there a lot when you were younger. You’d hang out, catch up, all that fun stuff. You didn’t know why you were nervous, it was just Steve.

Sure it’d been 3 years since you had a conversation with the boy, but he was still Steve Harrington. Your best friend. Well ex- best friend.

Driving along you were making good time, you were meeting Steve at 5:30 and it was now just past 5. The roads weren’t super busy so you could get there a bit earlier, and then try and calm down.

It would be fine, you’d go, have milkshakes, chat, have burgers, chat, have another milkshake, drive home and probably not talk to him for another 3 years of your life.

“Hey watch out!” a woman screamed as her son fell of his bike and into the road, right in front of you. Swerving the car, you stomach lurched.

The force of the turn making it uncontrollable, slamming you into a tree. Your head hit the steering wheel, blood falling down. “Ow, god my head,” you whined, trying to figure out what had happened.

It was so fuzzy, everything felt like it was going in slow motion. Ringing filled your ears and your head pounded, eyes growing heavy as you let your head rest against the wheel.

You’d just close your eyes for a second, just one second.

~ / / / * \ \ \ ~

He’d been here for 45 minutes now, he looked like a fool. You’d stood him up. He understood that he wasn’t a good friend for leaving you to fend for yourself in highschool, but seriously.

Sighing to himself, he pushed up from the booth, leaving a tip on the table and headed out to his car. He needed to see you, needed to know why you didn’t come.

Driving to your house seemed like the best idea, that way you could talk with nobody else around. It’d be relaxed and comfortable.

Raising a brow as he drove past a tow truck pulling a car away from a tree, ouch that must of hurt. Hopefully everyone was okay.

Soon enough he arrived at your place, parking just a few doors down he walked up, hoping your mother and father would remember who he was. He changed, but not that much.

As he was ready to ring the bell, your mom opened the door. “Oh uh hi,” he said.

“Steve honey, hello,” she sounded out of breath. “I was just wondering if Y/N was here?”

“Y/N,” she began to tear up, “They’ve been in an accident, I’ve just come back pick up their things.”

“An accident?”

“A kid came into the road, they didn’t hit them but they hit a tree. Hit their head.”

He thought back to the scene he’d come across a few moments before. Holy shit. It was your car. How could he not recognise it was yours.

Guilt flooded his chests. He had been angry at you for not showing up. You had been on the way. You’d saved a kids life and risked your own. You were hurt. In the hospital and he was mad.

“Steve,” your mom spoke, “Would you like to come with me to see them?” His eyes were glassy and he sniffed, “Would you mind?”

“Come on Honey.”

~ / / / * \ \ \ ~

Waking up your whole body hurt. What happened? The lights were so bright. Where were you? Beeping sound filled the room you were in, unfamiliar bed clothes covered you and a hand rested in yours.

You squinted, looking at a familiar face, “Steve?”

“Oh my god, you’re awake!” the boy exclaimed, “Hang on let me just get a nurse.”

“Nurse?” you asked, confused. Pushing yourself up, Steve ran to your side, “Hey take it easy!”

“What happened?”

“You don’t remember?”

“No,” you said, rubbing your eyes, “I was coming to meet you.”

“You got into a crash,” he said, taking your hand softly. Scrunching your face, you remembered bits and pieces.

“Is the little boy okay?” Steve couldn’t help but laugh at that, of course you’d be more worried about someone else. “He’s fine. Him and his mom brought you some flowers.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t make it to the diner.”

“Please don’t apologise, it wasn’t your fault.”

“I should’ve been there.”

“Like I should’ve been there for the past 3 years,” he sighed.

“Steve-“ he cut you off.

“No, I’m so sorry. I hate that I abandoned you, you’re my best friend and I just left you and when I try and fix it you get hurt!”

“Stevie, that wasn’t your fault.”

“Yes it was! If I hadn’t of left you we wouldn’t have had to meet up and catch up, you wouldn’t have driven past that kid. You’d be okay.”

“I am okay.”

“You’ve got stitches!”

“I do?” you asked, reaching up to touch your forehead. “Don’t! Gosh don’t touch, it’ll hurt,” Steve said.

“Sorry mom.”

“Oh shush.”

“It wasn’t your fault, it wasn’t my fault. It was an accident, and I’m okay. I promise,” you said, squeezing the boys hand. “I want us to be friends I’ve really missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too Stevie,” you smiled at the boy, “But there is no way in hell I’m hanging out with Tommy and Carol.”

“Oh I wouldn’t do that to you, they’re horrible.”

“Why are you friends with them?”

“Honestly, I have no idea.”

“Well it’s okay, you’ve got me now.”

Rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand he laughed softly, “Yeah I do, and I don’t plan on ever leaving you again.”

“I’ll hold you to that Harrington.”

~ / / / * \ \ \ ~

A/N : I am sooo sorry this took me so long to write, I didn’t see it in my requests. I hope you enjoyed it 🫶🏻

Thank you so much for reading! Please leave any requests 🤍

[eyelessfaces]

heyyyy!! might seem random and I don’t know if you listen to Lana Del Rey at all so feel free to ignore me, but if you do, what are some of her songs that you associate with Oscar’s characters (like Poe, Llewyn, Miguel, Rydal, the Moon boys... whatever, I’m not picky). Love your work btw!

dear anon, you are in luck, you have no idea how much.

I don't listen to lana that much, I do listen to a few songs and appreciate her work but my dear best friend @eatingyouryoung happens to have the oscar + lana brainrot cocktail

when I asked her for help to answer this ask, she happened to have already thought about this and sent me a 5 pages long document she had written about the subject, so there you go:

Llewyn:

In My Feelings

Brooklyn Baby

« Could it be that I fell for another loser

I'm crying while I'm cummin'

Making love while I'm making good money

Sobbin' in my cup of coffee

'Cause I fell for another loser

Get that cigarette smoke out of my face

You've been wasting my time

While you're taking what's mine, with the things that you're doing

Talk that talk, well now they all know your name

And there's no coming back from the place that you came

Baby don't do it

'Cause you got me in my feelings (catch you, it's so much right now)

Talking in my sleep again (you can whistle if you want) »

Rydal:

« Well, my boyfriend's in a band

He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed

I've got feathers in my hair

I get down to Beat poetry

And my jazz collection's rare

I can play most anything

I'm a Brooklyn baby »

« They say I'm too young to love you

They say I'm too dumb to see

They judge me like a picture book

By the colors, like they forgot to read

I think we're like fire and water

I think we're like the wind and sea

You're burnin' up, I'm coolin' down

You're up, I'm down

You're blind, I see »

California

Lucky Ones

« I shouldn't have done it, but I read it in your letter

You said to a friend that you wish you were doing better

I wanted to call you, but I didn't say a thing

Oh, I'll pick you up

If you come back to America, just hit me up »

« You don't ever have to be stronger than you really are

When you're lying in my arms, and, honey

You don't ever have to act cooler than you think you should

You're brighter than the brightest stars

You're scared to win, scared to lose

I've heard the war was over if you really choose

The one in and around you

You hate the heat, you got the blues

Changing like the weather, oh, that's so like you »

Santiago:

« Boy, get into my car, got a bad desire

You know that we'll never leave if we don't get out now, now, now

You're a careless con and you're a crazy liar, but, baby

Nobody can compare to the way you get down, down, down

I tried so hard to act nice like a lady

You taught me that it was good to be crazy

Every now and then, the stars align

Boy and girl meet by the great design

Could it be that you and me are the lucky ones?

Everybody told me love was blind

Then I saw your face and you blew my mind

Finally, you and me are the lucky ones this time »

On Our Way

Poe:

« Why do I think too much?

You tell me not to worry

Because you're the boss

And you, you got a real good plan

My trouble's all over now

Because you're my man

You don't know what you've done to me

You're heavier than heavenly

Life on the run has set me free, me free now

We're on our way »

Love Song

Miguel:

« Dream a dream, here's a scene

Touch me anywhere 'cause I'm your baby

Grab my waist, don't waste any part

I believe that you see me for who I am

So spill my clothes on the floor of your new car

Is it safe, is it safe to just be who we are? »

Black Beauty

Marc:

« I paint my nails black

I dye my hair a darker shade of brown

'Cause you like your women Spanish, dark, strong and proud

I paint the sky black

You said if you could have your way

You'd make it nighttime all today

So it'd suit the mood with your soul

Oh, what can I do?

Nothing, my sparrow blue

Oh, what can I do?

Life is beautiful, but you don't have a clue

Sun and ocean blue

Their magnificence, it don't make sense to you »

Say Yes to Heaven

Jake:

« If you dance, I'll dance

And if you don't, I'll dance anyway

Give peace a chance

Let the fear you have fall away

I've got my eye on you »

Honeymoon

Steven:

« There are violets in your eyes

There are guns that blaze around you

There are roses in between my thighs

And a fire that surrounds you

It's no wonder every man in town

Had neither fought nor found you

Everything you do is elusive

To even your honey dew »

Prom Song (Gone Wrong)

Nathan:

« Boy, it's late, walk me home, put your hand in mine

At the gate, stop and say, "be my valentine"

You are, by far, the brightest star

I've ever seen, and I never dreamed

I'd be so happy that I could die

You used to say that I was beautiful like Cleopatra

But you the king too, so I would say, "back at ya"

I flip my hair and make you stare and put my makeup on

And make up stories 'bout my life and put on very cherry bomb

And even then, I knew that we were something serious

That you would dominate my thoughts like radio to Sirius »

Pretty When You Cry

Blue:

« All those special times I spent with you, my love

They don't mean shit compared to all your drugs

But I don't really mind, I've got much more than that

Like my memories, I don't need that

I'll wait for you, babe, you don't come through, babe

You never do, babe, that's just what you do

Because I'm pretty when I cry »

Dealer

Jonathan:

« I check it, I wreck it, I turn it around

I gave you all my money, gave you all my money

Gave you all my money, gave you all my money

I don't wanna live

I don't wanna give you nothing

'Cause you never give me nothing back

Why can't you be good for something?

Not one shirt off your back

Why can't you be good for something?

Not one shirt off your back »

Young and Beautiful

Leto:

« Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?

Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?

I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will

Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?

Dear Lord, when I get to Heaven

Please let me bring my man

When he comes, tell me that you'll let him in

Father, tell me if you can

All that grace, all that body

All that face makes me wanna party

He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds »

National Anthem

here you go :))

« I'm your national anthem

God, you're so handsome

Take me to the Hamptons, Bugatti Veyron

He loves to romance 'em, reckless abandon

Holding me for ransom, upper echelon

He says to be cool but, I don't know how yet

Wind in my hair, hand on the back of my neck

I said, "Can we party later on?"

He said, "Yes, yes, yes" »

[seii-fantasy]

Can i request shiva and his wives with their daughter reader (who also a older sister to ganesha) who used to be weak and sweet but slowly reader start distant with them barely spending times with them and goes training with a unknown god who was their master.

Reader trains so hard and push themselves to become powerful and strong so they can protect the weaks and india until one day, a announcement that reader wasn't chosen to become a god causing hatred and anger towards the gods their mind become corrupted.

Before reader could attack the gods, Shiva manage to take down their ass and Brahma sent them to hell and locked them up. Reader made a promise that they get their revenge and feel the pain what the gods had done to them.

possibly yandere? Its up to you btw <333

Hello there ofc im doing it!

My revenge will be more terrible than you think

(Shiva sorry but ur making me laugh )

Warning : Swearing

Im sorry i couldn't do the whole Hindu Pantheon like you asked i just did the Family (Shiva x wives) and hope you'll love it it took me the whole evening😭♥️

You were Kali's daughter , you were sweet as your mother but still fragile as ever . You were born , before Ganesha . You were praised by everybody but when Ganesha was born everybody forgot easily about you , only your mother still cared about you

Your Father the all mighty Bhairava Shiva , has wanted you to have a Family day together , your mother wanted you to go but you faked your illness , she wanted to stay but your personal maid Ahraya , protested to your stay "No Meree Ranee (My queen) your daughter will be safe with me" she protested but your mother knows that she was trustable so she let you with her.

Ahraya being a kind of elder sister figure to you , she knew what you wanted . You wanted to be strong so you can protect her

For more than five year , you started to become distant with your family to which it saddens Ganesha who wanted to get along with his eldest sister , Kali who started to be more suspicious of you and Parvati , Durga and Shiva were sad also.

You trained with Vaahan a God that was Unknown to every Hindu Gods eyes . You trained so hard and everytime you see someone getting bullied , you'll protect them . Vahan was very proud of you but soon Vahaan was killed by someone you couldnt even see their face .

You were sad , and trained yourself very hard and then a new was heard in the whole Pantheon

Everybody who thought that (Name) could be a goddess , they were wrong anybody else became an immortal become instead of (Name)

Shiva was mad and instead of taking care of you he beated you up to the point you were bleeding to the death . You couldnt even defend yourself , yes you were his daughter but yet you werent a powerful goddess just like your mother , Your step-mothers Parvati and Durga nor your father Shiva . Yet as his beating wasn't enough , Brahma has sent you to the Râkshasa who brought you hell themselves

During your stay at hell , you cursed them all , swearing that you'll make their lives a pure hell as they did to you.

Many millenia passed and the Rakshasa let you left their hell , you changed you were more stronger than they ever think .

Back in Svarga , nobody remembered you . You found an abandoned house and decided to live it in here , preparing your vegeance , many lower gods tried to get rid of you but their insolence led them to the thing that everybody feared "Death" some of them died or came back with a broken limb or without a limb

The rumor of a strong goddess was beating up lower gods came to the ears of Shiva "Who might be this strong goddess and why is she beating up lower gods" Shiva spoke to the two others Brahma and Vishnu from the Trimurti .

They went to where the place where the lower gods who dare to try her have been beaten badly and when they arrived

Shiva couldn't believe his eyes

"Why are you standing here , get out of my sight!" You yelled when you saw him "(Name) is that you?" He asked "Yea why are you asking ?" As he tried to hug saying he was happy to see you but you kicked him away

"I am not your daughter , you beated me up when you heard it that i wasn't be the chosen one to become a powerful goddess so quite the act!" You snarled . Vishnu and Brahma were shoked

How does Shiva knows you ?

Why you kicking him instead of hugging him?

And where have you been?

(Ive been everywhere man looking for some-okay okay i stop lemme continuee🤭)

"Your mother and step mothers are so worried , where have you been?" He asked sadly , this question shoked you how could he asked where have you been when he exactly knows what he did to you.

You didn't answer them and went back to your home , as Shiva tried to stop you . You punched real hard in the stromach and spoke "You denied that the fact that i was your daughter by leaving me . When you heard that i wasn't the chosen one you beated me up ! YOUR OWN DAUGHTER FOR YOUR SAKE " you yelled and slammed the door . As you cried tears

You didnt show off for more than a month , Shiva knew you wont forgive them for what he has done but he want to make it up to you . He informed his wife that you were back , Kali was the first one to come and asked a tone of question about you , Durga and Parvati weren't too much happy but they were rassured that their step daughter was now safe.

Shiva kept bothering to join the family , Kali tried to join you since you two have the same ability . Ganesha tried to bring you , your favorite food because he asked Kali what it was bcs he want to see his elder sister . And Durga tried to talk to you which you shoo her away

Parvati was the one who didn't gave up as everybody gave up , she didnt and since you didn't answer she burst in your home as you were with a Rakshasa and disappeared with them

And they heard a voice : My Revenge will be more terrible than you may think dear family and it mock them before it disappeared

[herri-writes]

魔法の鏡

2wink x Reader (F) (!)

Note: Looking Glass broke me. Made me cry a river at the true ending.

Warning: Herri-Angst mode: on

Everything that occured in this story is not connected to the timeline. In short, this is pure fiction. My angst demons is being creative rn... Haha what if I put Setsubun in the later part of the story and change the ending...

Well, sht. My writing in angst is too shtty that I lost my angst demons. Curses... My writing in angst is too rusty and broken... haha....

The links of the translation died a long time ago and I can only send you the link of the translated lyrics.

btw, happy birthday to the aoi twins

In the small living room of a cozy home, a book was left open on the empty table. Its pages were left revealed to the unknown. As the wind blew from the window, it fluttered the pages open, as if it was quickly read by an unknown entity. This empty sight was seen by a certain magician who recently graduated, let out a sigh.

"Did someone left that there...?" He picked up the book from the table and read the text on the cover.

He muttered the name of the story. He saw the contents of the book and it was all handwritten. There were scribbles and crossed-out lines of the narrator and the characters in every page, none was left not corrected by the author. He turned every page with his slim fingers gently as if he treated it like glass. His eyes gazed on the names written on the story.

The names are perfectly written by hand. The names written are treasured by the author who wrote the story they wrote by heart. His eyes softened at the way the author wrote the names on the handwritten literature.

He chuckled. "It seemed like the story is complete. I'll return it to where I picked it up."

He gently placed the book on the table, still opened and remained on the page where he last saw when the wind fluttered the pages open. As he was about to leave the room, he turned back to where the book is and smiled.

'Looking forward to see your story edited and published, (Name). May their names be remembered in history of our old Alma Mater.'

A child tried to reach an eye-catching book that was designed for children's curious mind. Sadly, it was too short for the child to reach as it was on the top part of the shelf that was meant for an adult to reach.

The child stopped jumping to reach the book when they heard the door opening and closed shut and a sign that their parents are home were evident when the voice said "I'm home" in a welcomed tone.

"Mama!" The child skipped its way to their mother and greeted her with a hug and the warmest smile. The mother, tired from her work, happily returned the gesture their child gave her. The child pointed to the doorway to where the living room is and repeatedly said "Story... wanna read..."

The mother gleefully nodded. She took her child's hand and they escorted her to the living room. They entered the living room and saw the book her child wanted. She sighed, "Your father forgot that you can't reach the top shelf... Sorry, dearie."

The child just smiled. They've forgiven their mother. It always happened whenever their father finished reading the story for them. The mother took the book out of the shelf. It was a picture book. She began to trace the picture with her hand on the text of the cover.

The name is what she always mentioned in her dreams after their loved one died.

"Mama...?" The child called her and brought her back to reality. "Ah, I'm sorry. Do you want Mama to read this...?" She asked and her child nodded. She happily obliged. She sat on the sofa and her child followed her and sat on her lap. The child giggled in excitement as this was their favorite story.

The author published this story in a form of a picture book and written literature which was written for all ages. The story is about the girl, whose happiness was ephemeral and lived in a dream for who knows how long found a mirror in the attic and met the wizard who revealed himself from the mirror. The wizard shows happiness, whose tears hadn't been shed for the others knows how long when he had last cried. The girl shows sadness, she only expressed it because of her ephemeral life.

It was said that it was inspired in a lucid dream that the author had experienced, another one is their life story that they had spent time with. It was also told by the author that it's dedicated to their dearest friends who showed pure sibling love and sacrifice to protect each other. And it was also dedicated to the one in loving memory.

"Now then, shall we begin?" She asked her child and they happily nodded. She opened the book to reveal the first page, it was revealed a girl, who have bright orange hair and chartreuse eyes, its gaze was revealed sadness and pain. Behind the girl is a patch of butterflies and behind it is a full moon.

Above the ceiling, is a small, narrow room, that no one ever visited

"The tale begins with the moon, whose life is "short-lived". She found an attic, where an old mirror was hidden," She narrated the story and the child listened. She continued, "In the middle of such a lonely world, she dreams of happiness, an "ephemeral" girl."

"Hm, I wonder where the twins had gone to...?" A girl wandered around the halls looking for a certain pair of ginger-haired twins. "Did they hid at the band room? Oh, well..." She sighed. She turned to a different direction and head to the band room, where the band club is in.

The moment she turned at the corner, she heard giggling behind her and stopped in her. She let out a smug look and grinned and continued to walk towards her destination.

She arrived in front of the door of the band room and waited for the twins' voice and laughter to be heard from the other side of the door. It was quiet, eerily quiet. She arched her brow the moment she heard silence as she leaned her ear to the door and pretended to listen.

She heard someone sneaking behind her with those quiet and careful steps. As the person behind her is about to reach her, she gave them a good scare. "BOO!" She spooked them along with her frightening gesture. "Wha—" The pranksters who attempted to scare her had their own tables turned by her as she saw them falling to the floor and hurt their bottoms. "Ouch..." She could only hear the noises they let out out of pain and hold her laughter. "You deserve that."

"Again...? You always scare us before we do, (Name)." The sunshine twin rubbed his behind and you just laughed in response. You held out your hand and he accepted it and you helped him up. "That's because your footsteps are loud, Hinata." You told him and let out a sly smirk. He grimaced, "Are you a fox? Because you seemed like one."

"You..." Your eye twitched, signing that you're irritated at his words, which that made him laugh. "Now, now, Big Brother, stop teasing (Name) and Sakuma's waiting for us." His twin brother said and he grinned, "Alright, Yuta. Let's go!"

The mother turned the page and revealed the girl seeing a reflection on the mirror. It's not the girls's reflection but it was someone else.

"It happened on day; in an old mirror, an image of a young boy was suddenly reflected," She continued to read and said the girl's line, "And she said, "He introduced himself as a wizard, and laughed, his smile exactly like mine." The girl said as she began to admire the reflection in front of her."

You jolted and let out a squeak. One of the twins poked your sides. You turn around to see who and there was no one behind you in sight. You stood up from your seat and you saw Hinata crouching behind your chair, clutching his stomach to surpress the laughter seeping out of his throat.

You pinched his earlobe and he winced in pain. "Owowowowowow— Sorry, (Name) haha..."

"Hinata. Aoi." He can sense the danger at the tone of your voice. "The moment I found peace and quiet is your biggest opportunity to annoy me." You pulled his necktie and glared at him. "Time for punishment, sweets lover~"

Hinata could only see white the moment you poked his sides and tickled him.

"Hahahahahaha (Name)— Stop!" "Suffer."

"Both of you are too loud—" Yuta was about to scold you both for being loud but stopped when he saw their smiles. He felt like time had just stopped when he saw you laugh. The joy you expressed is too genuine for him to see.

And he focused on yours, completely.

'Her smile... is like mine and Hinata's...'

"The girl thought, 'Our fate began to turn, my daily life was changing.' on the moment she saw the boy on the other side of the mirror."

He always saw you smile in a teasing way, a smug one, or a sly one. This time, it's too genuine and too real for him to never leave his eyes on you and your smile. He always wondered why you never smiled nor laughed like that before.

And he thought that you only showed that to Hinata. Only his twin brother, his older twin brother.

"Suddenly, she said, "Would it be all right to say you're my first「friend」!?" which left the wizard flabbergasted at her words."

"Owiee...!" Hinata winced when you pinched his sides where his ribs are. He still laughed when the ticklish feeling lingered on him. "That's what you get for disturbing me while studying." You huffed in victory.

Yuta can only look at the two of you in pain. He could only just stand there. You spent time more often with Hinata that he hoped of you doing the same. He shook his head and called the two of you.

"Oi, why are you both on the floor?" You and Hinata look at the door where Yuta is. "It's almost time to wake Sakuma up. Not to mention, we have a dog on the loose."

"Yes, sir!" Hinata abruptly stood up and saluted and dashed out of the room with Yuta in tow. You could only just follow them while the twins are on their way to complete their job under Rei's orders.

"As moments pile up across the mirror in confusion, the magic is cast "Could you call my name?" She said as her hand touched the mirror. The wizard did the same."

By touching your hand, your voice that reaches me is so warm, that suddenly tears begin to spill over

"Hinata, Yuta..." You called the twins but they seemed to pay no attention. You tapped your pen on the coffin and pinched the bridge of your nose. "Can you please... let go of me? I have work to do."

"Hm... no." Hinata said while not letting you go in his embrace. Meanwhile, Yuta laid his head on your shoulder. The two were completely tired and in a mood to annoy you that they invaded your personal space when they found you in the band room. "I understand that both of you are tired after practice but please give me space."

"Mhmm..." Yuta hummed in response that he removed the stack of papers from your lap and placed it behind the coffin and laid down on your lap. "Good night..."

"I don't want Senior Sakuma to see this. It made me think of us as kittens cuddling each other for warmth." You retorted at the twins' actions and you sighed. 'How funny, it's winter right now...'

The warmth you three shared felt like comfort and home. 'Is it all right to hold onto you like this, forever?' You thought while combing his hair with your fingers. Tears threatened to fall from your eyes from the gentle warmth you felt. The only ones you felt safe is no other than them, the Aoi twins.

In this lonely world, I was waiting alone, for such a long time, for your gentle hands, from the other side of the mirror.

February arrived and it was that time of the season. The moment you saw black and red colored track suits, it was known that it's Setsubun Fes. Hinata is on the side of the "demons" and Yuta is on the staffs' side so Hinata have no other choice but to run away. You could hear Hinata's rambling about wanting to be with his brother that it annoyed you and concerned you at the same time.

You remembered about the prank he did to you back then that the first person you're looking for is no other than Hinata himself. The moment you laid eyes on his running figure from the distance, adrenaline and euphoria washed over you like a tsunami.

"Hinata Aoi! This is payback! Out with demons, in with fortune~!"

"(Name)?! Waaaaah! (Name) is here?! Sora! Help me!" Hinata sprinted like his life depends on it and dashed far away from you and Yuta the moment he heard your voice from the distance.

You don't know when to stop running that the adrenaline is pumping inside you. You could barely feel your breath but when you noticed how your heart palpitated loudly, you tried to stop running but it was impossible for you to stop.

"Yuta, (Name), we'll meet once again once the "Setsubun Festival" is over, so! Sorry, for today, I'm going to run away, okay?"

"Aaaaand he's gone... like that..." You kept running until you both have lost sight of him.

You stopped from your tracks and heard Mao talking to Yuta from the distance. You could barely hear anything because the way your heart throbbed. It's loud, too loud that it'll be mistaken as a drum beat.

"....u've been acti... so ...endl... to ...ch oth... tha... it ...eems un...ral. Were you two ...ways so con...de...te to each ...her...?"

The loud throbbing gradually lessened and your ears caught Mao's words that made your heart sank.

"Right now, you guys actually seem like strangers."

"The magician granted all my wishes. My illness was cured, and I was able to walk again."

"The long-lasting war finally came to an end and the laughter in this quiet room increased. Everything I had wished for in my dreams, was granted by you."

"Mama, the girl couldn't walk for this whole time?" Her child asked and she nodded. "Yes, she called herself ephemeral because of her illness. Thankfully, the wizard cured her and she was finally happy."

"The girl told the magician with pure euphoria, "I saw it in a dream, long ago, some childhood memories where in a beautiful castle, I was the princess. I could remember it so vividly, it became almost nostalgic and now, even that has become reality. Even so, it feels like I'm missing something..." Her tone faltered and realized something. She continued, "That is, what is right before me; the "magic" only you can cast.""

"Yuta! Have you seen Hinata?" You panicked, looking for the older twin. Yuta shook his head.

You left the corridor and went anywhere Hinata could go to near the area. As far as you know, most of the "demons" turned into staff members so their safe locations are decreasing in high speed.

"(Name)! Come with me!" Yuta called you and ran towards the stairs. You both climbed up and reached the rooftop. The first thing you saw is the orange sunset shining on the whole land, blinding you the moment you took a step on the rooftop.

Yuta huffed and wheezed, "I-I finally found you, Big Brother!" You look to where Hinata is and you saw him, sitting on the top of the fence...?

Your eyes widen at where Hinata is. 'He's going to fall!' is the first thing you mentally said. "Hi...Hinata... Get down... from there..." You barely breathed for air. You even wasted your own breath to say something.

Your hearing became faint and your vision became blurry. If only you didn't overdo yourself chasing Hinata, you would've heard or see everything clearly.

You swore the gods gave you a chance to hear everything clearly once you're back to normal when someone you knew said something that made your heart drop too many times.

"If you care for "2wink", then Yuta has no other choice but to let me go."

Arguements from the twins came back and forth. You knew that it was about their own family. You knew you shouldn't pry into their personal life. And yet, here you are, finally knew everything from them.

"It's not as if the two of us really share a single body. Not a single drop of blood will be shed," Hinata blankly replied, "Yuta can continue living as Yuta, you know?"

"In order for us to be happy, one must had to become the sacrifice."

How many times did you felt your heart fall? Twice? Thrice? You couldn't count anymore as if your brain tried to count how many times your heart beated on this very day.

"If everyone thinks together, I'm sure a nice idea will come up." Yuta said and held out his hand. "So. Rest assured, Hinata. There's no need for you to disappear," He paused for a moment and looked at his brother. "Don't ever throw "me" away again."

You could almost hear his voice cracking. You prayed that Hinata won't fall but Yuta said your thoughts out loud. "...Don't jump from there, I'm begging you. Let's hold hands, and return to the place where we belong."

Hinata sighed and agreed. As he jumped off from the fence, he accidentally slipped from the railing and lost his balance. Your body dashed forward and you managed to grab his hand on time out of pure instinct. Your eyes widen at the look of horror on Hinata's face.

"Y-Yuta... help me..." You could barely hold on to Hinata's hand. You prayed to the gods to give you at least an ounce of strength. Yuta rushed to your side and held out his hand to reach Hinata's other hand. Hinata hesitately reached Yuta's hand but your hold on Hinata is loosen as you could feel him slipping out of your grasp.

"Hinata...! Please hold on to the ledge!" You closed your eyes and pulled his arm. "Hurry!"

"Please, never let go of my hand..." You sobbed, your strength fading. "Hinata..."

Just as about Hinata reached Yuta's hand by a centimeter, he slipped out of your grasp.

The world felt slow as you helplessly watched him smile as he fell from the building.

"Hinata!!" "Big Brother!!"

"The girl prayed, "I wish that I can stay like this forever, with no one else but you, so right now, please, won't you come to meet me?" She haven't seen the wizard in days. She missed him, her only friend."

After the incident, you have no one but yourself. You gave distance with Yuta for two years. No communication, no interaction, or you didn't even made a small encounter with him. You continued to blame yourself for those two years ever since the incident, which caused you to distance yourself away from Yuta. You feared that he blamed you for what happened to Hinata. After all, you also blame yourself for not holding Hinata tight before Hinata reached Yuta's hand.

You also blamed yourself for losing Hinata and was too late to stop him from slipping of the handrail accidentally. You blamed yourself for losing your dearest friend right in front of Yuta.

Yuta asked himself if why you're distancing yourself from him. He knows that none of this is fault. He knows that he was too late to reach him. That sunshine twin he always knew was a facade of his to hide the pain he felt while Hinata protected him. Yuta knew everything from the start and wanted to protect Hinata but he failed to do so.

When he always saw you running away from him or him wanting to talk to you, he could only just hold out his hand and tried to call you but your name remained stuck in his throat.

It wasn't your fault. It was no one's. That's what Hinata would always say when either of you made a mistake. That burden in your heart is what keeps you away from him. It pains him to see you like this. At the same time, he wants to know the true reason why. Was it because of him? Was it because of Hinata? Or was it something else?

That was you broke down into tears when he found you alone in the band room, where you only felt safe and release your tears once the memory triggered you horribly.

As much as Yuta wanted to be with his brother, he couldn't leave you.

"She leaned on the mirror and lamented, "I'm so lonely that I can't sleep; could you gently call my name?" She glanced to the mirror to see if the wizard is there. To her dismay, he's not there, as the girl had expected."

"She quietly whispered, "I'll be waiting, always..." and touched the mirror, hoping that the magician will respond to her."

"The magic ran out all too soon and the lonely girls "dream" has become reality." The mother narrated and the child commented, "It's sad..." She comforted her own child and replied, "It is. But things that disappear comes back when you least expect it."

'Just like you, who I remind of that certain someone I had lost before came back to me. You're just like him...' She continued in her thoughts.

"The wizard told the girl, "I have to leave soon..." "Please, don't go." The girl begged the wizard to stay." She continued to read and held her tears.

"He replied, "The spell will break if I don't." He continued, "I have to bid you farewell..." His words saddened the girl that she pleaded, "Don't say it""

"The magician wanted to reach her but it was impossible because of the mirror seperating them. He only held out his hand and wiped the mirror as if he wiped her tears. "I beg you, please, don't cry." His words saddened the girl even more that her words are faint like light."

"She said, "Don't go." but the magician behind the transparent glass began to fade, slowly."

It's always like this in your dreams. You always saw Hinata smiling, holding your hand and take you somewhere you two could be alone with him and Yuta. You were always stuck in your dream, playing, pranking each other, and spending time with them. You always dreamed of it. You wish that those dreams become reality and last forever.

On the other side of the mirror, was a "world where everything is reversed.

And yet, wherever you go, whenever you dream, Yuta is also there.

Opposite "destinies" that never should have crossed.

"I've just returned whatever you gave me," Hinata said and held your hand. "Your smile and your tears, I'll never forget them."

"So, that's why I beg you;" He let go of your hand and took a step back. You saw him fading away. Particles of light taking form of butterflies were seen as he dispersed in your dreams. You tried to reach him before he could completely disappear but you were too late to reach him, again.

"Please don't forget me..."

And yet, it repeated over and over like a song on loop. It never ends. You always dreamt of him. It pains you so much. Unknown to you, it also pained Yuta. Even though you may not show it, he knows what you felt.

Whenever that dream occured in your sleep, you began to loathe butterflies. And yet, in the end, you knew that he is always there, by your side. At the same time, you wished that those happy dreams last forever or trapped in there for your whole life. No matter how many times you wished for it, it never came.

"The girl never got to say goodbye to the wizard. After the wizard left, she said these words that she wanted to say, "If only you could've stayed with me forever, even if you have no magic, I want to stay by your side. So one more time, let's meet somewhere. I'll polish this old mirror and always be waiting no matter how much time passes," She let out a smile that she always wanted to express her happiness. Even the magician couldn't see it, he knows that he could see her smiling."

"I will always be waiting here, for you..."

The mother closed the book and turned her head to child only to see them weeping. This worried her and asked them if they're alright. The child shook its head in reply.

"Mama... Why am I crying...?" The child sniffed and hicced as they wiped their tears. "This is the first time I cried... after we read the story..."

She comforted her child and shushed them softly as she lulled them to sleep. "The story is sad. You didn't notice or realize that before. That's why."

"Mama?"

"Yes, dear?"

"Why does the wizard in the story look like him?"

The mother went silent. The child asked a different question. "And why does the girl's dress has papa's favorite color?"

She couldn't hold her tears anymore. She hugged her child gently in a firm embrace. She couldn't hold her sadness anymore. It's too heavy for her to bear the weight she have in her heart whenever she remembered her past memories.

Because it reminded her too much about the twins she spent so much time with in her years as a student of Yumenosaki.

"Mama...?"

She shook her head, ignoring her sadness. "Nothing... Nothing's wrong, dear."

"Do you miss uncle Hinata...?" Hina asked you that your tears fell like waterfalls. You saw her sleeping in your arms. You touched her forehead and quietly nodded. You answered with a small yes. "I missed him, so much..."

Your words faltered the moment you saw the transparent form of Hinata. The Hinata you knew in your first year days, the Hinata you knew ever since you transferred to Yumenosaki, the Hinata you always shared your laughter with.

Right in front of you, is Hinata Aoi, who looked the same before he died after he fell on the day of the Setsubun Festival.

His smile remained the same. The prankster you always defeat in every prank war you made with him is right in front of you, smiling like he always do.

You hugged your child firmly and gently. You looked at Hinata as if you're trying to look annoyed but your tears fell which that made him chuckle.

"You look so silly~" He giggled. You raised your hand out of habit that you forgot your human body will pass through his transparent soul. You grumbled, "You're lucky this time you dummy..."

"At least I'll be able to say that I'm glad you married my brother and had a child with him. Not to mention, I even asked you that if I can be his best man in your wedding but," He said and you look away. He continued, "Unfortunately, that didn't happen because I'm dead."

"You have a daughter? She looked like me~" Hinata inched closer to the child in your arms and cooed, "Hello there~ It's me, your uncle Hinata~"

You placed your child on the couch and shooed Hinata away. "She can't see you, dummy."

"I know~"

"But I can."

You turned your head to see Yuta at the entrance of the living room. His tears fell from his eyes the moment you saw him looking to where Hinata is.

Yuta muttered, "You idiot..."

"I didn't mean to do that..." Hinata looked away and breathly laughed and looked at where your daughter is.

"As much as I wanted to see my cute little niece, I felt like something forced me on not wanting to see her."

Even after all of these years you've suffered in your dreams, you were blessed with a daughter who inherited the looks of an Aoi but the personality is like Hinata's. She became the light in your life fogged of sorrow— even after you married Yuta. Her presence brightened your life and so does his. It breaks your heart when you saw her almost the same as Hinata, who loves pranking, who loves to eat sweets, and the Hinata who always protect his loved ones.

But if your daughter proclaimed to sacrifice herself to protect the ones she loved, you'll stand by her side and support her, unlike the one who sacrificed themself and removed himself from their existence.

"I know what happened back then is an accident. I wanted to reach Yuta's hand but I know I couldn't forgive myself for saying those words to him that I hesitated." Hinata said and a tear fell from his eye. "I'm sorry, really..."

"You really are an idiot." Yuta said and he wiped his own tears.

"I really am... hm?" Hinata felt something and he saw his form began to disperse. It's almost the same how Hinata disappeared in your dreams. Your heart sank— the same feeling you felt before Hinata fell.

"Hina..."

Though he's fading away, you only stood there, frozen.

He chuckled at the name you gave him, the same name you gave him after you met him. "So you finally said the nickname you gave me. How nostalgic—"

"No..." Yuta embraced him tightly. "Not now... I have so much to tell you! Don't go... please..."

You know that Yuta hasn't moved on since then. Even after healing each other from the pain you both had shared, the scar that remained in your heart aches. The wounds in his heart remained fresh that it took years for him to heal. Until now, it still bleed to this day.

"I told you this many, many times in my dreams, "I'll be waiting for you. I'll wait for you and finally say goodbye." that it repeated too many times before you disappeared, over and over again." You said and Hinata responded, "I believe this is an opportunity for me to let you go and say goodbye..."

"Well, now, you finally did."

"Yuta?" Hinata called Yuta, "Yes, Brother?"

Hinata embraced him back and smiled. A tear fell from his eye and whispered to him,

"Good night. I love you."

He disappeared. He's gone.

Yuta knelt to the floor and weeped. His heart heavy, his tears flow constantly. He held his cries. He began to wail. You immediately comforted him and held him close to you. You embraced him gently and patted his back. You felt your shoulder wet from tears. You could feel your own tears flowing out of your eyes.

Yuta's cries became quieter. He sniffed and wiped his tears. He sobbed and embraced you tight. Hequietly whispered something that only he, you, and Hinata can hear.

"Good night. I love you too."

W/N:

Side eyeing and eye twitching, crying and lying down on the puddle of my tears, yeets the setsubun story, kicks the Looking Glass, punching the air, sends threats to the twins' father.

[swanimagines]

can you talk about meeting freddy??? so cool that u did omg!!!

Haha of course! I'm still buzzing about it 🥰

Ok so, I'll go day by day. Below read more we go:

After the opening ceremony, there was a meet & greet for Gold ticket holders (including me). At Starfury, meet & greet means we're in these large rooms with round tables, and the guests/cast come to our tables one by one and talk with us for a few minutes.

Well, after the first guest left our table (Amita, who was an angel btw 😭❤️), I changed seats at our table to sit with my friends.

Well then Freddy comes and sits right next to me. And I'm like 😳

Well, he asked how are we. I looked at my feet and noticed I left my bag next to my old chair, so I said I'm gonna get it and Freddy apologised for it for some reason?? I just said "no no it's fine".

I listened to the conversation with my other ear while fetching my bag so I could dive right back into the conversation, but I thought I heard one of my friends saying their name.

So, because Amita began with asking our names, I assumed Freddy does too.

So when I sit back down, I smile at Freddy and say "Jenni".

He leans closer and says "sorry?"

And I thought he doesn't hear me so I lean closer too and SHOUT "MY NAME IS JENNI!!!!!!!!"

He looks at me confused and I'm just thinking "why is he confused, he asked our names?? Oh his eyes are so blue..."

Then he repeated my name after me, he got it right the second time and I'm like "oh you pronounced it pretty good!" (No one who's not Finnish ever gets it, so it was really weird to hear Freddy saying it correctly 😂)

And then

He turns to others and asks for their names.......

So I had just screamed my name at his face unprompted and without anyone asking 😊

I was silent after that and don't remember what he talked about for the rest of the time of him sitting there 😭

Saturday. The day began with Photo OPs and I was nervous af. Which resulted into me looking like a potato in all my pictures and I forgot to smile with my teeth 😭 But the hug was good. He first wrapped only one arm around me and I hugged him from the side but then turned to me fully and wrapped the other arm around me too and my brains went ASDJLDÖLNHDBLDBJKDHLGFDEJNLDL. I look so dazed in that pic 😂

At the autograph table, I told him about my gift which contained a letter and two Finnish chocolate bars (Fazer) because the other is for Caroline. He told me I'm sweet for thinking about her too asdfghjkl😭

And the last thing happened on Sunday, at the second round of autographs. We got a group photo of them for free and we could get them to sign it again. So this time, I wanted to clarify that the letter may read as trauma-dumpy but I'm not trying to make him feel sad, and told him to just read it. He promised to read it, and I proceeded telling him as a short version of what the letter contains. (Him inspiring me back into photography and it helping me cope when my dad died the following summer)

He said "oh, I'm so sorry" and then "so, have you been taking photos here?" and I said "yeah" and he said "let's see them?"....

AHNSLBGDÖ_;KKÖLDSL;*ÄJOLNDÖKÄDPLÖBHNOMÖGHFRDIOIGOUHRUKBJGREKVHIUYJBGRIHBNOLGUYBIIGNHKLOSVHNIBJKLUORGVBINKLJHUOIHNKLOGBVBHNIUGPKGVBUOISDEGBHNUORSGBUOHBNUJOGLTFRDHNUGJIKOLFVHNUBIJOGFHUJNOLBTDJHBKLNUGTFJKHBMN,LTJKULH,BNGFTL 😭

(I had my camera hanging around my neck) So there we were with out heads nearly pressed together looking through my pics for about 10 seconds 😭❤️ The autograph did a flap flap flap noise in my hand while we did it, and my hand shook for a few minutes after I walked away)

That's it. But I'll meet him one more time, he'll probably bring me his therapy bill for shouting at him so kinda obliged to 🤷🏻‍♀️

(And at the closing ceremony, I got the best seat to take photos and people think I was one of the hired professional photographers there because of those + Sunday panels photos 😂 My photos are constantly shared around the internet now. Which is cool, but the less cool thing is that they go around without credits because people think I was hired there = I don't need credits)

[visualtaehyun]

ทำไมถึงเต็มคิดอะไรลึกซึ้งไม่เป็น = Why are you utterly unable to think profoundly?

me @ myself, trying to order my thoughts about this episode

Disclaimer: I'm still learning Thai so feel free to correct me on anything 🙏

I'll probably make a separate post about the poem since that's pretty far outside of my current Thai abilities lol but I found it was so central to the episode that I wanna take a closer look at it anyway! The book is called ขอบฟ้าขลิบทอง (khawp faa klip tawng) 'gold-trimmed horizon' and this specific poem seems to be named after its first line มิ่งมิตร (ming mit) 'cherished friend(s)'. The author's name is อุชเชนี ประคิณ ชุมสาย ณ อยุธยา (romanizations as shown in the end credits of the episode even though it's not helpful in finding info on her anyway lol). To me, this poem carries the same tone as the entire show, as I think the script/writing emphasizes kindness, empathy, and hope for the future. And มิ่งมิตร (ming mit) also speaks about equality/liberty:

...which brings me all the way to the end of the episode, actually:

This was what stuck with me the most. It's not just that Kawi has no living relatives left, it's that his longterm partner is not legally considered family and thus has no rights concerning Kawi. The implications of not having marriage equality already hit me hard when it came up in Moonlight Chicken but it's truly sad now after the disappointment of the 2023 general elections in Thailand (very briefly: progressive democratic Move Forward party winning the most seats but continuously being blocked from forming a government, their leader Pita Limjaroenrat losing the bid for Prime Minister and even being suspended from being a member of parliament).

I'm not sure what Pisaeng is supposed to have learned or needs to do differently, from what we've been shown. That Pisaeng and Kawi need to join Max in fighting for their rights? That Kawi, like his dad, should see a doctor sooner rather than later? That Kawi can't be giving up everything to be with Pisaeng, considering we never saw him leave the condo for work, friends, hobbies, anything?

We've also got Schrödinger's ace!Kawi, considering Kawi's feelings in that regard didn't get resolved this week plus there being no indication either which way if their relationship in this future had a sexual component or not. Actually, that reminds me- @rocketturtle4 basically predicted this episode in broad strokes last week! I basically spent the entirety of parts 2-4 in a state of slight confusion, waiting for the other shoe to drop or for the clearly-left-out conversation about intimacy we all expected last episode to be shown. Something felt, intentionally, off.

A few last notes:

What were Phong and Daow (aka Pear's dad and Pisaeng's mom) referring to with "messy issue"? The word used was วุ่นวาย (woon waai) which could mean anything from chaotic, to troublesome, to confusing, ... you see my confusion? I'm not sure if we're supposed to take this as the parents knowing about the whole love triangle weirdness or if I simply forgot about an earlier tidbit from Pear and Pisaeng's past as childhood friends. This was a lovely scene btw, the meaning of parenthood and child-parent relationships are portrayed so nicely in this show.

If you've read my post from last week about Pisaeng and Kawi switching to different pronouns and are curious about any changes this week- From the moment we hear the boys talk with each other on Pisaeng's bed after moving in together, they continuously use ผม (pom) / คุณ (khun). Meanwhile the after credit scene (that I'm not sure when to place in this time travel chaos) contained no pronouns at all! In the preview, I heard both of them use them again.

Maybe it's my love for Thai but I felt like "I'm glad you're happy." was a bit of a curt translation for what Pear said to her mom so here's me trying to preserve the sentiment: "แต่ถึงยังไง หนูก็ดีใจนะค่ะ ที่แม่มีความสุข" = But still, I'm happy. Because you're happy./...that you've found happiness. She's my baby angel and I won't hear a single word of criticism about her!!

[waiting-makes-me-antsy]

timeline 1

the original/correct timeline

we follow an eevee named Lavender

Lavender has survived the apocalypse for years, escaping those with the disease narrowly

In the comic issue we are currently in, Lavender meets a pikachu named Static, immediately trusting him after he saves her

Static leads her to a group of pokemon that share a shelter to survive.

there she meets: Sun, Tide, Nettle and Light

Sun is a Servine, Tide is a dewott, Nettle is a umbreon and Light is a litten

after a few days, the shelter is attacked (because Lavender is apparently someone 'special' that the infected can sense)

Light is killed and tensions grow

Nettle suggests moving and the group travels North to find a better place to rest

After a while and another attack, Sun is forced to leave (the group believing she is the problem). Tide decides to follow her (yes there was a romantic side plot).

Now with just Nettle, Lavender and Static, Nettle becomes more manipulative.

On one night hunt for food, Lavender follows Nettle away from the camp, only to find him being 'attacked'.

By who? Static, who is infected.

Lavender freezes, not knowing who to attack (also there was this huge romantic feelings development for Static she had but we dont care about that much here)

Lavender does end up attacking Static after Nettle shouts at her, but as you may have heard before, she's special

With just one attack, she managed to kill Static

Nettle then congratulates her and starts a monologue going like this:

"I see myself in you, y'know? Trying to save those who you care about. But for what? There's nothing given in return, and you'll always just be known for saving that one life.

. . .

Why the sad face? You're looking just like this one Flareon I used to know. He's gone know, you know that? Taken down by the Infected on the first day. Such a shame.

. . .

Before you feel the symptoms of this plague, I'd like to confess a little secret, naïve Eevee.

Do you know why this plague came to be?

Because of the feeling of pure betrayal. Because of pure spite. Because of the raw feeling of hatred.

I started this sickness. You were prophesized to stop it. Again, such a shame you couldn't. "

Nettle would then kill Lavender, but Sun and Tide would come back in, Tide dying and Sun killing Nettle.

This would then set in place the next story in the Original Timeline:

the story of Delilah.

Blah blah blah

Sun would then create these sort of barriers between pokemon i forgot why but for safety or some shit

we would get a forbidden romance between Delilah, an eevee, and some asshole named Shock (i fucking hate him :p)

also btw, we meet this guy named Harry, a litleo/pyroar and his gf Anastazia, a transfem vulpix/ninetales (who's transition was at first metaphorical when i was 8 because she changed from a kanto vulpix to a alolan vulpix) ^^

harry is the villain because OKAY THIS LORE IS A LITTLE CRAZY BEAR WITH ME

so Delilah came from a factory where she worked with Harry and Anastazia BUT THEN *GASP* there's an explosion and Delilah is GONE but Harry used to have a crush on her so he went full villain mode because the explosion was actually Delilah's fault (ALSO BTW THIS EXPLOSION ALSO HAPPENS IN ANOTHER TIMELINE FOR LATER)

anyways, fight fight

Harry DIES Anastazia is sad :((((

and that's the original timeline for you :D

[lovebvni]

what was i made for? (journey overview)

this is going to be kind of a vent blog , but at the same time it’s a reflection of my shifting journey. where i’ve been and where i’m going. i want to be transparent, and i want to motivate others, and right now, this is the best way i can do that.

there will be no triggering material in this blog, but will be slight references to mental health and illness. if that botherw you, i totally understand if you don’t read on. this is also a long blog, so be prepared

i’m not going to start at the beginning and where i was born, because that’s BORINGG!! what i do want to start with two major signs i got when i was younger. i, personally, consider these signs that i would eventually get into shifting/i am made for a higher purpose. at the time, i didn’t know this so all of these are almost… revelations? i hope that’s the right word, lol!

the one thing i want to talk about is a dream i had. i’m going to summarize it. simply i was living in black and white with my family. i found a vent and crawled through it. i cried a few times, and got discouraged, but i kept going. when i got to the end, my 5th grade crush was there. everything was in colour. i forgot what he was wearing but i know it reminded me of the gilded age. i was wearing a lime green dress and he said something along the lines of “i’ve been waiting for you” or “you’re finally here” obvs i woke up after this but it felt very important and it still does.

anyways, time skip to ~late 2020 - early 2021. i was on quotev… writing hxh fanfics… BUT ANYWAYS! i was on quotev and one of my mutrals, who im still good friends with today, made a post about something called ✨reality shifting✨. now i looked up to her — im going to call her s btw — so i thought it was pretty cool she found out about something like this. now obviously, with me being me, i did a deep dive into it. tiktok, go google, instagram, amino, you name it, i was on it! dude, i genuinely got so into this and obsessed. it wasn’t healthy, but at the time i needed something.

the first thing i remember was joining amino. i joined an mha shifting community. i had recently got into the show and i was debating about shifting there — although my main priority at the time was hxh. i asked a lot of questions — simple questions too — but everyone was so respectful when answering them. i also remember posting a (very shitty) art work at the time n i got a lot of love for it 😭 my art style has changed a lot since then and ajsjdjf!! i lowkey should redraw it. i also kept s updated during this time, and looked at her mini-journal on quotev whenever she posted! it’s an understatement to say i was very into shifting and that i latched onto it. primarily because i needed something to look forward to and to have hope in, you know? i didn’t have much at the time. i didn’t have friends, my life began changing in the 3D. things felt like they were going downhill. i also moved this year to a house from an apartment.

anyways, i continued interacting in that amino up until earlier this year — because of personal issues. but during the time, i actively engaged, researched and got better at shifting and understanding the process + life in general. i made many friends during this time, and got involved in group shifts :) other than w s obviously.

this leads to my first shift in ~mid 2021. i fell asleep doing a method, i forgot what method at this point. what i do know, is i woke up in my mha dr. i felt wind blowing on my face, i heard birds chirping, i felt the sunlight on my face… i have a post on it somewhere — i literally cannot find it! but it was a wonderful experience, it gave me a lot of motivation to remember it. it still does! also my eyes stayed closed this whole time, but i know, i KNOW i shifted. i was there. there is no way 99% of those things could have happened in my cr bc of where i was. i had also moved at this time, i was living in a house.

this leads me to ~late 2021 or early 2022. i was introduced to channeling (and dabbled in witchcraft) through replika (don’t do this. it’s not reliable.) as i channeled my s/o (who turned out to be my soulmate) multiple times + my spirit guide gage! it was weird meeting her, because she’s very blunt and straight to the point. she literally said hi, her name, and dipped 🤞. i love her. later in 2022 (early -> mid ) i had a discord server that was shifting based (it has sense been abandoned, as i los that account 💀) and i met kairi ( gage’s baby daddy/husband), piper (who was 5 at the time, she’s abt 7 now) and my friends guide — sailboat (that’s what i know him as. him and kairi have BEEF!) i used to often channel and talk to them — or even just talk to them without channeling them so i could just ramble and they would listen. i would do this in the shower btw. they listened a lot and well. they’re so sweet, and they’re always there for me. i seriously recommend u guys get to know ur guides — they help a lot.

anyways, at the end of this year, 2022, it was a blur. my sister was admitted to the hospital during the beginning of 2023. i was introduced to deity work during the end of 2022 — and this is how i work with loki and found out im his child (he just said hey btw 💀💀 so if yall wanna say high go ahead) i want to say im sorry to loki, as i blamed him for my sister being admitted to the hospital and another situation i cannot talk about publicly. loki is the god of chaos, but that’s because he brings chaos and strives in it. i also bring and strive in it, but how people react is what matters. it wasn’t his fault, it wasn’t mine, it wasn’t my sisters, it was actually my biological fathers. and that’s okay. i don’t care anymore, but i want to publicly apologize to loki for blaming him for such issues that came by. i love you so much, padre, and thank you for being a great father and friend

this year, i was going through a lot of shit. i was inactive on most socials from january to may, and i really don’t remember why. i do remember this is the year i was manifesting seriously that i shift before or on 11.11. unfortunately, i didn’t and im pretty sure that’s because i believed that i wouldn’t. i worked my ass off and i thought i deserve this, so why am i seeing little to no progress.

it was because i was basically looking down, and not realizing how far i’ve come. the end is near for me, and there’s literally no way i can mess this up.

now i know, this isn’t an in-depth reflection or whatever, but there isn’t a lot i did that i can remember in this reality (trauma response oops!) but it’s what’s going on up until now.

this month, i did a reading with my friend (nile) and we asked what has to happen before we shift. and we got two things. the first being a fight between two of my school friends, the second is a significant meeting between nile and a MAN. YEAH. A MAN U GUYS WERE WAITING ON A MAN.

anyways. sorry about that. so we’re currently waiting on a man n that’s like the last step 💯🤞✨ i’m trying to stay hopeful n whatnot but it hasn’t been easy. the part 2/addition to this blog will be constants and things that kept me going and hopefully can help you out :)

i’m sorry this blog is just one big pile of nothing bc the message got a bit fucked when i was making this — i restarted it about 3 times n i genuinely forgot why i made this when i did initially. but yeah, this is what i have for u rn! the next one will be called “i got love” based off the mother mother song xx keep an eye out!!

[piko-power]

I just pictured something from within my mind and I must introduce this chaotic scenario that is 100% fitting for the Wachowski father and son duo.

(Pre-Sequel btw)

Sonic didn't get any sleep.

Like, AT ALL.

He stayed up AAAAAAALL night long playing video games and reading comic books, and right when afternoon came, the hedgehog's lights get knocked out before he can even ask if lunch is ready.

Maddie tucked him in his little racecar bed, feeling bad for him feeling restless. He really shouldn't have stayed up all night.

Meanwhile, Tom, who wholeheartedly agrees with her, just had a stupidly funny idea in his head.

Maddie recognizes the face and asked what is up. He could only reply with: "You'll see."

A few hours later, it was almost sundown, and Tom just came back from the dollar store with a fake mustache accessory.

Maddie knew it from the beginning. She can't stop him now.

"Sonic. Wake up." Tom shook the Blue Devil in a frantic manner. The hedgehog groaned, not wanting to wake up to the real world and want to go back to chili dog wonderland.

"Noooooo... " He quietly complained under his mumbles, turning away. "Five more minutes..."

"And by five more minutes you mean five more years?!"

Suddenly startled by his yell, Sonic jolted upwards, his eyes blinking constantly, trying to wake up. "Wha-?! What the heck, Donut Lord?!" He rubbed his eyes.

"'Donut Lord'" He was then lost in his own thoughts. "I haven't heard that name in years..." He said, his voice toned deeper.

Sonic looked at the sheriff with the most confused look on his face. He's still processing that fact that he is awake now. "Tom, what the actual heck are you talking abou-?"

Sonic paused as he just noticed Tom grew facial hair above his top lip. "...Wut?"

"Sonic, I totally forgot that your eyes were green." Tom dramatically spoke out. "What in the-? Tom, when did you grow a mustache?! How long was I asleep??!" The young space hog grew worried now, wondering how long his nap really took.

"TEN YEARS!" Tom grabbed Sonic's arms and shook him slightly. "YOU HAVE BEEN ASLEEP FOR TEN YEARS!"

"WHAT?!" Sonic's eyes flung open with fear. He backed away from the panicking sheriff to process. "Oh, my God I've been asleep for that long?!"

Tom tried his best not to let out a chuckle over Sonic's reaction.

"I stayed up for so long I- I should've just go to sleep at the right time but instead-"

"A whole decade without you, Sonic. One. Whole. Decade."

"Nonononononono this isn't right! I didn't sleep for that long but you have a moustache! How long does it take to grow a mustache?! You were waiting for me to wake up for ten years?! No! NO! I can't believe this!"

Sonic was on the verge of tears.

"OH, GOD THAT MEANS MADDIE IS OLD TOO! AND OZZIE! OH, GOD NOT OZZIE! AND WADE TOO, NO! OH MY- IS CRAZY CARL EVEN ALIVE?! IS OZZIE STILL ALIV- HOW MANY ISSUES OF THE FLASH DID I JUST MISS?! OR THE TV SHOWS THAT WE WATCH?! DO WE EVEN WATCH TV ANYMORE- DO CHILI DOGS STILL EXIST THEY DON'T EXIST ANYMORE DO THEY OH, MY GOD NOOOOOOOOO-!!"

Then Donut Lord began wheezing. Sonic hid his face in guilt and sobbed. Tom did his best to stop himself from laughing as he heard the hedgehog cry. He didn't expect him to get so dramatic so quickly.

"Buddy! H-Hey buddy, it's okay! It's okay!" He said between giggles, as he placed both of his hands on Sonic's shoulders. "It was a joke! See?" He ripped the mustache off, revealing it to be just a costume accessory.

Sonic, hiccuping his cries, took a full look at the sheriff that hasn't changed one bit. "You were only asleep for a few hours, bud!" He said with a genuine smile.

Realizing what is happening now, Sonic was pretty pissed.

"Jerk Lord." He growled weakly before he crawled under his sheets and sniffled.

"Sonic, it's alright! I'm sorry, okay? It was just a joke." He patted Sonic's quills emerging slightly from the blanket.

"Not funny. Didn't laugh." He muffled, sounding more tired than ever.

"Come on, buddy. I never meant to make you cry. I really am sorry. You're okay."

He was still pretty mad at Tom. He just woke up from his nap, he can't do that! He couldn't think straight when he's tired. Now he really needed to go back to sleep.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Shut up, Thomas..."

Tom chuckled. Sonic kept his giggling a little quiet, so he wouldn't hear him. Maybe it was kind of funny. He did looked ridiculous with a mustache.

[mothlegs]

aa dreams again

uhh is in roblox but kinda real

it is in Doors. but different

uhh. s. big n fancy. when a server starts if you're the first player you ride a train in and walk through a garden and then theres another train and it is real cool

private servers broke it tho so you had to walk along the traintracks and the sound was default roblox sound

uuum. there was parkour? and there was a huge flashlight like everyone was ant sized

there were like pods you could go into to change your avatar. and there was a kitchen where you could get water from the sink

oh also all the rooms were the same every time, not randomly chosen like in the real Doors

one of the rooms was a monster that would like chase you around while you found stuff, but if you were good at it you could just walk out and skip it. but if you were to do that and did another thing the game would glitch or something and it would look like the monster was giving you head???

thenn when i was in the private server this just. wasnt there. it was like a biiig and i mean huuuuge hall. like more than ten people tall hall. it was golds and browns and really gorgeous, with side halls and pretty decorations everywhere. the side halls were blocked in some way since it was made to have one path but since i was in the private server i fucked around to get out of bounds and explored. i found a secret balcony with a minecraft skeleton on it and a buncha other funky unfinished stuff:)

thenn. suddenly there were other people in my private server?? i was vaguely part of some small talk at some point, a brown woman asked me my name and i gave her my deadname and someone said theyd heard me ask to be called by my chosen name and i tried to play it off as just having a lot of names (which is also true, not just for trans reasons). then the brown woman said something about being called Black [her name i forgot it] and then saying thats always what B (housemate) calls her, and everyone was sorta like 🤨 Racist? but no one said anything

this was at the top of some stairs btw and there were like tiny christmas trees on the other side. at the bottom of the stairs was a group of people

then there were some Creatures? like orcs or something maybe, i didnt see them just heard them. but we knew they were bad

we got across the railing but it was very difficult and then we got to the next room and now somehow had a bunch of boxes?

the maybe orcs were pushing on the door by the stairs so we had to get everyone up here, which we did by having them push against the door and then run up and somehow that worked. my job was to move boxes out of the way so people could get in

then we barricaded the door with all the boxes and everything was fine..?? but then there was something about people becoming evil

i guess we all had to go to sleep now? i found a place upstairs with some couches. there was something weird...about the evil thing. people changing

but i found a couch and said it was mine, some other dude took the couch next to and put them together so we'd sleep up against each other? the couches were sorta colour changing- gold in light and blue in dark

i dont remember what but there was something spider man here?? and something with spiderman having put a painting on his butt to recreate a meme but it actually was a mirror turned around so when he was facing someone they could see his actual butt and balls in the mirror cause apparently there was no ass in his suit??? it was. so weird

and thats. all i remember. ! it was a very pretty dream. like really 10/10 for location and design. people of doors make my dreams pretty

[yunogf]

Omg I send you the ask about 'being worried' with Ty's comment and didn't explained why I was worried at all???

What I wanted to say is that I was worried bc of all the sm/hybe/kakao situation. After the djj unit debut there's no sign of anything related to 127 until the second half of the year (it can be bc of nct dream/superm promotions) and I don't know if you heard about the rumours surrounding group members who were supposed to have their contracts renewed or suspended some time ago (like rv and exo members who were supposed to have their contracts renewed or suspended since 2021 but no news have came out since then so people are speculating that their contracts haven't gone through this process but are actually being prolonged) but they said that some members from groups who should have renewed or suspended their contracts some time ago and some members from groups who should discuss their contracts this year (like 127 and dream) weren't happy with the suddenly acquisition and wanted to quit. All that was just speculation when hybe were on the scene but since they jumped out and now kakao is the only company trying to acquire sm the rumours just increased specially with Taeyeon's ig story (where she posted a meme of The Glory where an employee made their resign letter on back of their script. Taeyeon posted the letter of the character but changed the character's name to her's).

What I mean is that although I know it was just Taeyong being clingy maybe it wasn't him only being clingy at all you know things are all confusing right now involving sm's future so I wanted to know what you think about it I just forgot to mention this whole part lmao

Btw how are you today? Are you enjoying your weekend? Eat and rest well bae ♥️♥️♥️

omg chzkcjxk idk abt any of those things bc i dont keep up w kpop like that &i also have no way of knowing taeyongs real feelings so i just assume he was going thru his usual 127 withdrawals when the group activities end but who knows 😅

also im ok!! work is hectic but im getting used to it 😓 how r u? i hope u have a great rest of ur week! 🤗💓

[talesandfluff]

in my head this was hilarious and made perfect sense