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queenofallimagines · 7 months ago

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Meet cute~

Isagi x fem Reader

A/N: Morning to all the baddies✌🏿Nothing gets you in the mood to write than starting something brand new and not working on WIPs😘 based off a rly cute TikTok I saw I think isagi would be one of the ones to meet his S/O in a super cute way

CW: black reader but not rly focused on, bad grammar it’s like 4:45 am sorry,foreigner reader, was gunna sneak in like artist reader or something but the way it’s so ambiguous is cute, Bachira the pot stirrer, he also knows Spanish a little,U-20 captain isagi?? polyglot reader, She’s afro latino, Isagi falling in love at first sight. Let me know if I missed anything!

TAGLIST: @priv-rose

"Did you see the way shidou kicked rin?” Bachira could barely breathe as memories of today’s practice filled his mind— he looked over at isagi, who was shaking his head in faux disappointment, trying to hide a smile.

“Course i did, poor rin.” Isagi chuckled, running a hand through his hair. the striker was about to add onto his sentence but the feeling of someone bumping into him distracted him. he peered over his shoulder, a small smile on his face when he saw who it was. “mm… you good?”

Looking up at him with apologetic eyes she anxiously rushes out her words.

“Ah, im Sorry!”

“It's fine, it was an accident, it happens." Isagi smiled softly, and that smile would remain on his face even as he noticed her hair. his eyes lingered on it for a moment too long, taking in the way it was pushed out of her face, the colour of it.

“Nice hair."

“Huh?” He watches as she brings a hand up to her hair reflexively fidgeting with it. “oh uh thanks. I like yours too….”

“You do? thank you, it's nothing special." He smiled still staring down at her hair. he realized he was staring and cleared his throat. After a brief moment, he spoke. Trying to clear the awkwardness.

“Hey, just out of curiosity, where are you from?" He fumbles out awkwardly internally wincing at how nervous he sounded. But he was curious as to the way she spoke. her accent sounded familiar to him, almost foreign.

“I guess but it really suits you! Shapes your face really well. And, I mean… if you’re asking where I was before Japan I’m from America.”

“Oh you think so?" Isagi's cheeks had begun to turn red, he could feel the blood rushing to his face as he smiled sheepishly Rubbing the back of his neck.

‘America? He was right, he thought. She spoke differently.’

“Ahh, you're an American, yeah? Is that why you speak funny?" He teased playfully, smiling down at her. Watching her wince a little at his words and he immediately felt embarrassment wash over him. Saying she talked weird wasn’t really polite was it? He watches as she chuckles nervously at him.

“ah, kinda? America has a lot of different accents depending on region so I’m not sure which one takes precedence when I speak Japanese. Nodding his head in relief she didn't deny it, so isagi decided to continue with his questioning.

“Okay, but what region are you from? Are you from the South?" Tilting his head slightly, his eyebrow cocked, curiousity sparking in his eyes.He tries to hide his smile as he watches her face morph into shock. Her eyes were really pretty from where he was standing…

“That easy to tell huh?”

“Yeah." Isagi snickers, he continued. "The way you speak….it's different— a lot more laidback, but not like the Tokyo-y, or Osaka accents. The American accent isn't quite heavy, but not super light either. There's no way it’s something like Texas, Florida, or California, but I'd guess somewhere in the South, closer to the South-east. Am I right?" Looking at her expectantly he can’t help but get lost in her eyes.

“….. Spot on again. I moved from Texas but I was born and raised in the east coast so sometimes I’m New York sometimes I sound more like Houston or New Orleans. Depends on the words I’m saying and how fast I’m talking.” He was actually surprised that he'd managed to guess correctly not one, but twice! With the way the corners of his lips crept upwards, he didn't realize how much he liked talking to her. As the conversation continued, he found himself smiling.

“Wow, so you're just all over the place huh, like a rainbow?" His heart fluttered hearing her giggle reach his ears. It sounded so melodious.

“yep!” Humming in thought he shoots her a smirk. “It'd be interesting to hear how you speak, like if you were super angry or something." The black haired boy teased, not realizing the flirtatious implication it could have.

“I’ve been told I talk faster and with more force so probably New York. And then I speak Spanish too so definitely that.” At the mention of her being able to speak a third language, Isagi's eyes widened. He leaned closer his curiosity growing.

“You can speak Spanish?"

“Mhm. My family is Latin American so Spanish fluency runs through my family.”

Isagi's eyes twinkled with an undeniable sparkle of curiosity. he was definitely intrigued. He’s only heard some of the players on opposing teams he’d play curse at him in Spanish but never actual full on sentences. his lips curved upwards slightly. "Can you speak it right now? If you don't mind." He watches as her eyes far around for a second before letting his again. He felt a little bad for putting her on the spot like that but not bad enough to take it back.

“Oh uh sure. Uhh” She hums for a second before clearing her throat.

“Hola, isagi y bachira. Encantado de conoceros. Los dos sois muy guapos.”

(Hi, isagi and bachira. Nice to meet you both. You are both very handsome)

Isagi's eyes widened with amazement, a look of pure joy on his face. he clapped his hands together. “That's amazing! You speak it so well!" His face flushed at the compliment.

“You know what, I have a question for you." His grin grew into a bigger, brighter smile. Her way of speaking had a certain musical quality to it. He watched her closely all the while, his eyes taking her in, and listening to the way she spoke. She'd said something about them being handsome he thinks? He looked at Bachira who'd been witnessing the conversation the entire while, he noticed his friend's eyebrows raise slightly, and a small smile come onto his lips.

‘Did she just call us handsome?’ Bachira mouthed to him. He knows Bachira definitely isn’t fluent playing in Spain and spending time around Lavinho he must’ve picked up on some. He understands it better than he does English anyway. Feeling his heart racing he looks at her without missing a beat.

"Can I try something?" His gaze didn't waver from the way her lips curved at the sides, her smile being a mere testament of her good features.Quirking an eyebrow at him she looks at him confused for a second before cautiously replying.

“Okay?”

“Say my name." Isagi said, his words laced with a soft breath. Taking half a step closer he watched her lips closely, taking in how each syllable looked as it left her lips. He heard her breath hitch as those beautiful eyes widen looking up at him.

“Yo- I mean Isagi Yoichi.”

He couldn’t help but smirk at the way she said his name. he'd told her to do so, he'd expected it, but the way she'd said his name had his heart beating out of his chest..

"Say Bachira." She chuckles smiling at him confused but obliging him anyway.

“Bachira.” Isagi's gaze remained fixated as he watched her lips form each syllable. He was enjoying this and his brain hadn't quite caught up with the fact that he was enjoying this.

“Say your own name." She smiles at him before speaking her own name. He can’t help the shiver that runs up his spine. The way the words flowed out of her mouth like honey, her tongue curling around every vowel. He would do anything to hear her talk forever if he could. The way her accent was almost hypnotic to his ears. It seemed even her name had no special effect on him.

“I have to tell you, your accent is so cute." He tilted his head slightly as he continued.

"One more thing." The stunned look on her face had him biting back a smile. That deer in headlights look was absolutely precious. It wasn’t until then did he notice the difference between them. The way she looked up at him made something inside him go absolutely wild.

“Oh. Uh thanks.”

“How about you say... isagi yoichi is an absolute cutie?" He teased playfully. He knew when saw her flustered face he had to tease her just a bit more. Like if he’s gunna try and shoot his shot he’s going to put himself at an advantage. Grinning, he was having so much fun, he forgot Bachira was watching the two of them carefully now. His eyes darting back and fourth between the two.

“Yoichi Isagi es precioso.”

The athlete felt his heart stop. He wasn't actually expecting her to do it! And so quickly without any hesitation. He was stunned into silence. His jaw had dropped and his cheeks were blazing bright. Bachira hadn't missed or misread what had just happened. He laughed quietly, a smile tugging at his lips.

‘Damn.. Did that really just happen? Talk about matching energy.’

She laughing seeing his flushed face. He looked like he was trying to find words but forgot how to speak at all.

“Uh,you ok?” Isagi who was was still blushing, lifted the corners of his mouth tilted upwards in embarrassment and joy. Bachira was just barely holding back a laugh. When he found his voice he finally managed to speak after a moment.

“Y-yes. I'm very okay." Isagi's voice was still laced with embarrassment, but he continued anyway. “Can I ask you something though?”

“Hm?”

“Do you have a boyfriend?" His voice still laced with embarrassment, but there was genuine curiosity behind it now. He tries to steady his heart as he looks at her expectantly. He watches as she looks at him surprised stuttering out her words.

“W- I- no?? Like I don’t. I don’t have a boyfriend.”

Isagi nodded, his mind reeling. This day was wild already, she was flirting with him, he was flirting with her– it was really something else. He couldn't deny that the idea of her not being taken was something that gave him the confidence to continue.

"You don't?" He asked again, this time a little slower just to hear her say it. His eyebrows rose, his cheeks were hot with embarrassment, his mind began to race. Deep blue eyes remained on her, he couldn't help staring. He didn't need any other confirmation other than this. he smiled softly, trying to hide just how happy her answer made him.

“Oh, So that means there's no one who'd come and beat me up if I asked you out?" He asked her jokingly, but his voice still remained soft.

“o-oh uh no that wouldn’t happen….” Smiling wider as he caught onto the fact that she'd blushed. She was too adorable, the way her eyes were looking at everything but him. Her hands nervously pulling at her shirt. That, and her soft, smooth voice was sending him into a state of bliss.. And he was starting to get carried away. His grin grew.

“Wellll... Can I ask you something then?"

“Y-yeah?” Shyly looking up at him he noticed the tips of her ears looking red.

“Would you like to go out with me?" He had put all his cards out on the table now and was waiting in anticipation as he asked her. He could hardly believe that he'd gotten to the point of asking her this. His heart was beating out of his chest and there was something happening in his stomach. It wasn't pleasant... The nerves were eating away at him.

“Mhm….i would.” Isagi felt his breath catch in his throat as she agreed. His cheeks were heated, his palms were sweaty, his fingers were trembling. He couldn't breathe. Everything about this felt surreal, there had to be a catch. But, no. It was really happening, he really just asked her out on a date and she agreed.

“Really?" He watches intently as she rocks on the heels of her feet looking away from him. “Mhm.”

His heart was still beating out of his chest. His whole body felt tingly as his cheeks grew hotter. Her answer had taken him by surprise, it'd been a lot easier than he thought it'd be to ask her. His eyes were drawn towards her lips, they were so cute and looked so soft…

Just before he could say anything though, Bachira coughed.

"Isagi?"

Jolting she glances over at him flushing in embarrassment forgetting he was there. She’d completely put all her focus on the boy flirting with her. Bachira looked more like an amused observer, his lips curled up into a small smile. Isagi was flustered to have been caught staring, he snapped out of his thoughts to glance over at him. He felt his face grow even more hot.

“W-what?"

He felt a wave of embarrassment slack him in the face as his friend’s laughter rang out. he'd been enjoying watching what was going on behind the scenes. Bachira's teasing was usually directed towards Isagi, who was easy to tease. So, seeing him be the one getting teased for once and being affected this much by was entertaining.

"You're all red, man.." Bachira teased, the corners of his lips remained curled upwards.He whips his head around to hear the girl snickering at him, hand over her mouth.

“Shut up." Isagi tried his best to sound annoyed, but his voice came out sounding flustered. He was very flustered, he was still red like a tomato. His mind couldn't seem to come up with anything else.. The only thing his body was focused on was her. Her pretty face, her soft voice, her sweet smile, her laugh…. Flinching he felt her grab his hand and he froze.

“Here.”

His heart skipped a beat as she grabbed his hand and held it firmly. He couldn't help, his eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. Was she really holding his hand? Her touch was so soft... her grip was gentle, yet firm.. He found himself trying not to close his eyes in that brief moment. She steps closer to him turning to hold her hand in front of him. He was hoping she couldn’t feel his heart beating out of his chest as her back pressed up against his chest. He feels frozen where he stands as she writes her name and number across his wrist.

“How about you can decide after you win your next game yeah? I’ll be watching so don’t disappoint me.”

His eyes remained on her as she wrote her number down on his wrist, their thumbs grazing together and sliding together for a brief moment. The feel of her grip on his wrist had Isagi's body tingling and his mind racing. He was taken aback by her gesture, but his mind was only focused on one thing right now. She wanted to watch him? She'd be there... watching him? Isagi couldn't help, he grinned, his pulse was rising. Once she finished she moved away from him letting his wrist fall. Capping the pen she held she tapped the end on his nose smiling at him.

“Don’t disappoint me now pretty.” Isagi was startled by her words. For the first time in his life, he was called pretty. His cheeks went red and that one word alone caused his entire world to stop moving around him, he felt so warm.

“I don't plan on it. You'll see, I'll be impressive." He said, his tone was much more confident than he'd meant to sound. She rolled her eyes at him letting a huff leave her lips.

“I’ll definitely hold you to that Mr egoist.”

“Oh?" Smirking he was aware that she was teasing him.He chuckled as it was his turn. “You have no idea..I'm gonna do my damn best to go all out in the game and win." He was already confident. His ego was growing, but he didn't mind that. He had every right to be confident with the skills that he had. His cocky smile remained on his lips.

“I expect to see you there?" He watches as she swallows hard looking up at him. She felt her face heat up at the look of determination in his eyes.

“y-yeah definitely. I’ll keep my eyes on you the whole time….”

Now isagi could feel the adrenaline running through veins. This was all so new to him, the way she was acting so flirty, the way her eyes were on him and her cheeks were flushed just by his look.. The way she was talking right now was making his whole world spin again. Smiling he was enjoying the feel of all those butterflies. He let go of her hand finally and he looked away for a second.

“Okay, then. I guess I'll see you there." He finally said as he turned to leave. Clutching his jacket in hopes to stop his heard from beating so loudly in his ears. He was on cloud 9 and he couldn’t even process this moment being real.

“Yeah… bye yoichi. See you there.” Isagi waved at her, turning to exit. He felt her eyes still lingering on him as he went. His mind was filled with so many thoughts right now. He couldn't believe that he'd done that, he couldn't believe that it had happened... But, it did happen. He had got a date. He had a date with the prettiest girl he'd ever met. That didn't seem real, and he couldn't be happier about it. As he left the gym, Bachira was waiting for him with a smug look on his face.

“You got a date?" Bachira asked, watching him as he approached. Isagi's cheeks were glowing bright red, his grin was infectious. "Shut-up." Isagi snapped back, clearly feeling flustered still. His hands were trembling ever so slightly and he was aware that it was all over his facial expressiosn. He attempted to hide his emotions but to no avail, he was just too excited for his own good.

“Awwwww Come on, you can't lie! I can see it all over you, your face is bright red and your lips got this dumb grin on em. You're down bad when you're flustered, and the way she was looking at you? Yeah, you got a date." Bachira said excitedly as he watched his friend trying his best to hide his emotions.

“Shut. up." He said, a hint of frustration in his voice. Isagi didn't want to acknowledge that his friend was right, but he had a point. He was right. Isagi could still feel her hand on his wrist. He felt like he could still feel her breath on his skin. His cheeks were red, his hands were shaking. All because this damn date.

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sword-of-summer · 4 years ago

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All of them answer every question fuck you

ahahaha no i respectfully deny your "fuck you" and i accept the ask and so-

i am 5'10", and i don't wish to be taller or shorter- i am the perfect height for hugs and messy hair, and yep, i like it here-

dream pet would be a mix of golden retriver and a husky called Holly and a chonky cat called Loki- yes ofcourse my future kids have names everyone should name their future pets-

ripped jeans/black pants with a Darth Vader tshirt or a Ethnic Fusion Kurta with black sneakers/artificial leather slip-ons, and if it's cold, a black jacket open obviously- and a black wristwatch i love my black wristwatch.

favourite video game was Clash of Clans and going even back, GTA Vice City and, the og- MARIIOOOO

three things/people are Oreos, Nutella and Pizza. The Holy Trinity-

"Beware me my fingers are smeared with chicken popcorn grease"

you didn't mention an opinion, @chunkybirb, so imma give my opinion on Vanilla ice cream and Nutella- ANYONE WHO HADN'T COMBINED THESE TWO COMBINE THESE TWO THEY ARE FUCKING AWESOME

im either phlegmatic or melancholic bruh idk maybe ik or maybe not

im v v v v ticklish

not an allergy, but an intense hatred for ketchup- i vomit if it gets too close to me fuck you ketchup

im heterosexual

any between tea and coffee but full milk coffee (ik, kill me), never had cocoa- but i love a chocolate or nutella milkshake

both. both is good. (cat and dog)

i would be an elf cause hell yeah, knowledge and wisdom

favourite youtuber is Samay Raina, a stand up comedian turned youtuber who is just awesome-

as i mentioned in 1., i am 5'10"

i would not change my name cause it's the coolest fucking name ever, i am Tanay, and Tanay in Hindi means Son, and my parents literally named their son Son, and hell yeah i like it

i forgot how much i weigh- last i checked it was 75 kilos, but ive gained weight since 2019 so yep, gotta walk in the mornings

yes i believe in metaphysicality cause one- it seems cool- second- me and @theclassyghost discussed a metaphysical life theory that i really really like and metaphysicality gives preservation of knowledge so i believe in spirits

SPACE. SPACE. SPACE.

im not that religious, no

pet peeves no well nah not really

nocturnal def nocturnal i sleep at 4.50 anyway hehehehe

fav constellation is Cassiopeia

fav star is Sirius tho

what the fuck are ball jointed dolls

i do have a fear of losing people that's just anxiety i guess

yep, global warming is real

never thought that much about reincarnation tbh but maybe, i do

fav movie is Spider Man : Into The SpiderVerse and Inception and The Dark Knight Rises and Revenge of The Sith and yes, for my indian gang, 3 Idiots and Gully Boy

yep i get scared v v v easily

i have had no pets but i plan to once i grow up

@chunkybirb 's blog is fucking cool awesome and *chef's kiss* a masterpiece

blue calms me. i love blue.

live in Norway cause pretty lights, snow, and less people than this overpopulated country i am in

born in Mumbai, India

v v v dark brown like it's almost black but no it's dark brown

introvert

horoscopes and zodiacs, i do read them, never believed that much tbh-

HUGS I LOVE HUGS

i really wanna visit my brother i haven't met him in a long time i really wanna play cricket w him just like old times

my sister- she's annoying but well i care for her

nah

tattoos idk bruh im okay idk may get one or may not get one

nope, smoking is ewwww *vomits*

ah my crush- she's cool [ if she exists

when the chalk doesn't write on the board but goes iiiiiieeee I HATE THAT

a sound i love is rain pitter pattering i just hhhhhh sends me into happiness

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bruh already answered in 30.

im okayish!! spotify and tumblr, cool combo-

my hair are okay being black for me

yesterday, monday, from 6.40 to 6.50

music

uhhh naah not that i know of

well in Rick Riordan's Magnus Chase books, the sword of Frey aka Sumarbrander TALKS and demands to be called Jack, so here i am

bakwaas, music and comfy

yep, i believe in evolution

unfollow on hate and when they dm me sending nsfw pics ugh why are people like that

follow, well, i like people and they seem cool, so i follow them

fav kind of person is the one who'll sit with me for hours not even talking and just vibing to music

fav animals are beavers, doggos and cats

three fav blogs are @chunkybirb, @theclassyghost, @little-boats-on-a-lake, @aredhel-of-gondolin, @sue-me-imbadass, @alleenkaas, @my-ackerman, @brrrrrrrrrrzone

fav emoticon has to be ☹ this me seeing my stupidity outrank others

fav meme has to be Butternut is a master of psychological manipulation

INTP

Libraaa let's go

no dog, i have

black darth vader tshirt, black pants, black sneakers and black wrist watch

i have no selfies my phone has no cameras i live in eternal darkness

what the fuck are platform shoes

i, uhhh, i remember weird things like what i drew in class in 3rd while i was supposed to be doing english

lazy ass here, no front flips possible

i like birds they fly

nope i don't Iike swimming i like blankets

wrapped up in blankets reading books sounds better than both

ketchup

hyperspace travel

nope none

reading writing eating sleeping

my friend

tumblr seems cool

i have around 60-70 idk

yes i can run but why

yes they do but what's the fun in that

nope I'd fall over

sapphire let's go

koala bear or panda

sunflower or the one on a lemon tree

ketchup store

one cup of coffee is enough, tysm

read minds that sounds cool cool yeaaahh

nope never wore it a black clothes guy here BatMan

winter winter all year long

i don't know and i don't wanna try

i don't know and i don't wanna know

everyone cause they are better than me

bookstores cause bookstores any bookstores

sneakers, black onez

apparently some gas bitches mixed up to form a planet

non vegetarian but i partake meat just twice or thrice in two weeks

i don't know they don't seem like liking

naaaaaaaah

bugs ew

spiders ew

about the fact that i come off as arrogant and overconfident while in reality it's just that my communication skills suck

i can draw averagely whenever im in a mood

this thing im answering but i like answering it

uhhhhhhh brain freeze- idk bruh questions are good they give knowledge

yep, while sleeping

ahh yes calming, they are

cloudy days cause fucking cool vibes

hehehe wouldn't you like to know, weatherboy

CumuloNimbus i really like it's name yknow nimBUS

dark blue, dark blue always or black

naaaah no freckles

fav thing is when they laugh and it's just happy and we're both laughing like shitheads but who cares we're rebelling against depressing life and we laugh

both. both is good [ fruits and vegetables

sleep but i have to answer 170 questions cause @chunkybirb

sky sky sky it's my blog's header duh uh sKy

sweet and sour candy. SWEET AND SOUR CANDY.

dim lights it makes me feel cool

ahhh so here we go- Mooncalfs, Thunderbirds, Phoenixes, Sphinxes, Dragons that seem to be Space Nebulae, and more and more and more

i really feel like a boomer sometimes

i love everything about this site/app it makes me feel happy cause i like the people and the posts

uhhhhh i think too much about everything cause i just do. i like thinking

"He's dead, guys. For the sake of The Force, please watch Star Wars now he wanted to discuss it with you" actually no i would just say "A big shoutout to Garlic Bread he loved Garlic Bread"

myself cause i should be sleeping but sleep is for the weak and i am the weak and the strong i am a paradox-

that i obsess too much on things and try involving people it never works out

nope. had braces for 4 years, that beat out teeth showing smiles

i prefer computer-tv ahahahahaha

never tried them, so IDK

naaaaah not motion sickness- never travelled by sea so idk seasickness

lobed ears

yep i believe that deeds do count in life and beyond

idk bruh i don't believe in physical attraction too much- bodies are fake- mentally/metaphysically tho, im a 7

ahhhhh many many Stupid Genius, Tani, Tanu, Tanya

i still do-

i really want to talk to a therapist. converse. and discover.

im both, i am both.

10:1 is the ratio- giving 10, receiving 1

uhhh nothing just when i am right and people use the old "disrespect" argument

3, Hindi, Marathi, English

girls

uhh no i am not

my hair i love them everyone says things about my hair but i love them

knowledge vibes i give, someone tells me- and that's all i ever wanted

anyone i know tbh, my mutuals, my friends, my discord friends

ahhh no i wouldn't but i wish i was born 20 years earlier

bleh bloo, neither like nor dislike

i don't know if i have one

i don't know, haven't had physical contact in a long long long time in a galaxy far far away

the above point stands but i would like to ig

anything i write, 3 hours later, i instantly hate just idk why

anything i write

that i am normal no i am not and i am not okay hahahahaha

65-70 ish people

somewhere around-

many many many don't ask please but okay if you do ask

somewhat

uhhhhh idr exactly but i won't tell in public duh uh

mediummm hairrrr

last year lockdown i became harry potter

i don't know buddy i seriously don't know

yep i do cause knowledge i like knowledge

naaah never tried

no i definitely cannot stand on my hands or my head for more than 30 seconds

yep, im pretty sure i answered most of them correctly-

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blushie14 · 4 years ago

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Language of Love [Skephalo]

You know, this was originally going to be a drawing, but I couldn't help myself! The scenario I thought of was too cute just to be a small comic! There are some sentences in French! All translations are at the bottom. Not gonna say anything else, just enjoy!

Zak was smiling like crazy as he hopped onto Minecraft. He spammed Darryl to get onto Teamspeak. He was impatient as he was fidgeting in his chair, giddy and nervous at the same time. I'm really going through with this huh?

*buddy joined your channel*

"MyEHHHH!" As soon as Darryl joined, the both of them start to greet each other back and forth in their usual manner for a little bit. "Yo!" "Skeppyyyy!" "Hi!" "Hey!" "Hiiii!" "What's up?" "Nothing much, just felt like talking to you. Can you also hop on to Minecraft?"

Darryl seemed happy to do so, since he wasn't doing much at the moment either. "Oh! Sure, what do you have in mind?" Zak thinks to himself. He only needed to talk to him so he didn't really plan anything specific to play. "Well I'm fine with whatever dude." "Hmm... Wanna go to wool wars then?" "Alright! Wool wars it is then, let's go!"

Zak already hopped on the server while Darryl was still logging in. "So, this isn't for a video, is it Skeppy?" Zak laughed, face turning a bit red. There was no way he would do this for a video, he'd die of embarrassment. "No! No, I just want to have some fun! Haha, why do you always think I'm recording?"

"Wha- Do y- What do you mean?! You always hide the fact that you're recording from me!" Zak giggles before continuing, "Dude! I'm not recording! I'm not recording, I swear!" Darryl rolled his eyes and smiled. He didn't fully believe him, but he decided to not push it any further. "Oh whatever you muffin head. Let's just start so that I can destroy you in a 1v1."

"aAAH! WAITWAIT NO!" Zak laughed and celebrated as Darryl screamed. He successfully knocked him off and won. "Three in a row! Bad, I'm crushing you!" Darryl growled in frustration. "I- No! You are cheating!"

"WHAT?!"

"You're a cheater cheater, pumpkin eater!" Zak bursts out in hysterics as the both of them bicker back and forth for a bit. "Oh my goodness, I hate you so much right now. ...Okay I don't really, but you're ticking me off!"

Zak calmed down and laughed lightly. He sighed and mumbled, "Je t'aime."

With help from Vincent, Zak may or may not have a list of words in French. A list of words that Zak is too scared to say to Darryl seriously upfront. So of course instead of letting Darryl know, Zak could say it out loud without having Darryl understand. Plus, he could impress him as well.

It was pretty sudden for Darryl at first. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Wait what? What did you say?" Zak giggles before he replied with a warm smile. "Je t'aime! Tu me rends tellement heureux."

Darryl's eyes lit up in awe. "Oooh! Are you speaking in French? Did a6d teach you few things?" Zak smiles and nods, "Oui~" Darryl can already feel himself burning up. Hearing Zak just simply speaking like that made him feel weird and fuzzy. He wanted to hear more and was very curious to what the previous words mean. "O... O-Okay then. So what did that mean in English?"

"Oui means yes." "No, I already know that. I meant the words before that." Feeling sheepish, Zak nervously laughed and shook his head. "That's for me to know and for you to never find out."

"What?!" Darryl exclaimed, a little hurt, "Why not?" "B-Because," Zak hesitated, "Tu comptes tant pour moi!" Darryl muttered under his breath, "Okay, no. I'm not gonna let you distract me. I am coming to kill you."

A few minutes into the next round and Zak sees Darryl building up in the distance. He giggles and throws an ender pearl towards him. "Tu es mingonne. Je t'aime." Darryl felt his face heat up again as he rolled his eyes. "Oh my goodnes can you sto- AHH! Skeppy no! NOO!" Zak grinned smugly as he managed to kill his opponent once again."Wow Bad, I thought you were good at Wool Wars."

"I AM good at Wool Wars! This is your fault because your fancy French talk distracted me!" Zak snickered and replied, "Je t'adore." Darryl covered his face and laughed a little. "Oh my goodness! Either stop talking French or tell me what you're saying!"

"Ahaha! I don't want to!" Darryl huffs, "Fine! Keep being a ragamuffin." Darryl suddenly gets an idea that he should've thought of sooner. "Hang on Skeppy. I'll be right back. I'm gonna make a phone call."

"Okay, hurry back! Je t'aime!" Darryl muted his mic and picks up his phone. He dials a number and murmurs while he waits for someone to pick up, "If you won't tell me, then maybe he will."

Vincent ended his stream a few minutes ago and was planning on going to sleep. Before he could get up from his chair and head to bed, he heard his phone ring. He looked and sees that Darryl was calling him. He figured that it wouldn't hurt to talk to him, and picked up. "Yo Bad, what's up?"

"A6dddddd! Skeppy and I are playing Wool Wars right now. He is speaking in French and don't know what's he saying! What did you teach him to say?" There were a couple phrases that Vincent shared with many curious people that asked, especially Darryl. But since Vincent is a bit exhausted, he couldn't think of anything that he might've shared with Zak. "I'm not really sure what Skeppy is doing," Vincent yawned, "Can you at least give me an example of what he said so that I could translate?"

"Oh my goodness, he already said a few things already though." They both stay silent for a moment until Darryl gets an idea. "Oh! If I continue talking to Skeppy, can you just tell me what he's saying if he speaks in French?"

"Hmm... Okay, I guess I can do that."

"Perfect! Yes, thank you. I'm on Teamspeak with him right now. I'm about to unmute my mic." He unmuted as Vincent was still on the phone, secretly listening to every word. "Hey! I'm back!"

"Bonjour!" Vincent quietly laughed in the background as Darryl rolled his eyes in slight annoyance. "Oh my gosh, are you gonna continue speaking French the entire time we play wool wars?"

"Hah, nope! Because I feel like playing bed wars now. Wanna team?" Darryl replied with enthusiasm "Ooh, okay!" Zak smiled at the fact that Darryl's frustration could simply vanish in an instance. He mumbled, "Je t'aime pour toujors." Before Darryl's face could burn up again, loud laughter can be heard on Darryl's phone. "Bad? Who is that?" Zak questioned, while Vincent gasps for air. "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?"

"Oh my good- LANGUAGE!" Zak's heart came to a stop for a split second, "Is that a6d?" Darryl couldn't answer before a6d continued, "I'm joining Teamspeak, hold on!"

It took Darryl and Zak a moment to hop over to bed wars. Zak is slightly panicking while Darryl moved Vincent to their Teamspeak. As he joined, Vincent was internally freaking out, smiling widely. "Sooo Skeppy, is this the reason why you asked me how to say I lo-" Zak immediately cut him off with a scream. "Oh my goodness! How to say what?!" Vincent tried to speak again rolling his eyes, "I told Skeppy a few different ways to say I-"

"NAANANA!! HANYA HAAAA!!" Skeppy interrupted again, thankful that no one can see how red his face is right now. "A6d, I will literally give you 50 dollars for you to shut your mouth!" Darryl couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Seriously?! You would pay a6d not to tell me what you're saying?!" Vincent smirked, "Send it to me on PayPal." Zak let out a sigh of relief while Darryl was not a happy camper. "Wait no! I wanna know whatever the heck 'Je tem' means!"

"You wanna know what it means? It means Skeppy is a coward, THAT’S WHAT IT MEANS!" Zak felt his face heat up as he laughs, "SHUT UP DUDE!" Darryl, being oblivious as ever, asks "Wait, why are you calling yourself a coward Skeppy?" The other two started giggling. Vincent facepalms while Zak just tries to change the subject, "We have to protect our bed, Bad come on!" Darryl sighs and yelled, "Okay! Okay! I'm collecting emeralds!"

A few minutes go by, and the duo were doing a decent job protecting their bed. Everything was going fine until Zak tried to go back to their base while carrying 3 diamonds. Not paying attention as much, he slipped up and fell into the void. "Oh my goodness you fatty! Why did you die?! Now we can't get heal pool!" Zak chuckled, "Tu me rends gaga." Vincent laughed, finding the situation both amusing, a little embarrassing, but kind of cute. He is also slightly cringing at Zak's pronunciation. "Oh my goodness a6d, please tell me what he said. Did he call me stupid or something?"

"Well... he didn’t call you stupid," he snickered. Zak laughed and continued. "Les mots no peuvent pas décrire mom amour pot toi~" Vincent swore a part of him died inside as he hides his face from second-hand embarrassment. The pronunciation was a little poor to him, but apparently pleasant for the other as his face was flushed red.

"Oh my gosh, how many things did you teach him?!" Vincent only laughed in response, still hiding his face in his hands. Darryl starts to do the same, "Finishing this is going to be impossible Skeppy!" He whined becoming flustered, "because you keep acting like a potato! Tell me what you're saying right now, or stop it!"

"Bad, all he's doing is saying 'je t'aime' differently every time."

"But what does je t'aime mean!?"

"Tu es mingonne! Je t'aime." Darryl couldn't take it anymore. His heart couldn't take it anymore. No longer caring about the bed wars game, Darryl decided to use a last resort to find out once and for all. Google translate. Thinking he heard it enough times to say it, he grabbed his phone and asked Google.

"What does je t'aime mean in French?" Miraculously, it managed to pick up his question correctly the first time.

Je t'aime means 'I love you' in French.

It's as if time froze when Darryl stared at his screen, wide-eyed. He felt his face heating up more and more, coming to the realization that Skeppy was saying 'I love you' in many different ways. He didn't even notice Zak suddenly disconnecting from Teamspeak and logging out of Minecraft. He only snapped back to reality when he heard Vincent cackling.

"I-... I-... Did Skeppy leave?!" Vincent nodded while he was still laughing and shouting in the background, "FINALLY!" Darryl puts his hands to his face in disbelief. His emotions have gone haywire and it felt like his heart was bouncing all over the place. "A6d, w-what.. just happened?"

Vincent cleared his throat, "To sum it up, Skeppy was.. basically flirting with you." Vincent laughed a little more before he continued, "I honestly didn't expect him to do it in French, but I guess it was effective in the end. I had a feeling that he really liked you." Darryl was still at a loss for words. He was still trying to calm down while still looking at the 'I love you' at his phone. ...He loves me. "Sooo, do you want me to tell you what I taught h-"

"YES!" Darryl squeaked immediately, VERY eager to translate everything Zak said to him. "Okay, but you did NOT find out those translations from me. Alright?" Darryl instantly agreed. Grinning, Vincent continued.

"I think I can remember everything I taught him, but let's start off with what I heard. So this sentence he said was a bit off: 'Les mots no peuvent pas décrire mom amour pot toi.' It literally means 'words can't describe my love for you.'

Darryl burned up as covered his mouth with both hands to suppress a squeal. "aAWW!! That’s so adorable ohmygoodness." Vincent snickered, pretending that he didn't hear the other squee over their crush. Darryl cleared his throat, apologized, and asked Vincent to continue.

About half an hour went by after he left the Teamspeak. Zak couldn't pull himself together as he overthinks what Darryl is even doing or thinking about. What if he thinks I'm weird? What if we aren't friends anymore? What if-

*buddy joined your channel*

"Skeppy?" Zak panicked once he heard Darryl's voice, he blurted out "Do you hate me?!" Darryl blinked in surprise, "What?! Nonono, I don't!" Zak covered his face, still feeling a bit stressed from this. "Hey, muffin. Muffin calm down. I promise I don't hate you."

Zak slowly lowered his arms, "you don't?" Darryl had a toothy grin on his face and shook his head. "Of course not.." He nervously looks down on the floor, and attempts to say as best as he can, "Tu comptes tant pour moi." Zak was surprised for a moment. He wasn't exactly expecting Darryl to speak French afterwards. It was cute. Zak smiled as relief washed over him, his face was warm as he replied back.

"Tu me rends tellement hehreux."

[End]

DISCLAIMER: I do not know any French! I only did a little research! Here are the translations:

#skephalo #skeppy #badboyhalo #a6d #the muffin trio #fanfiction #my writing #Gah this took longer than I thought #Hope it was worth it #if you made it to the end i love you <3

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mnogorgannik · 4 years ago

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2 10 n 11 :)

this is basically an essay im so sorry. watch how hard i can infodump (ill put this under a cut hopefully it works bc sometimes tumblr decimates the keep reading things if theyre in asks)

2. Who’s your favorite of the Bound? What do you think of the different ideologies they have? Which of the factions are you most aligned with?

WE ALREADY KNOW THE ANSWER I AM A PETER LOVER THROUGH AND THROUGH!!!!!! oh baby i love that morally questionable architect. pretty early on in getting into pathologic (it’s coming up on a year now...) i thought about peter stamatin too hard and now i’m here. but really i find him to be such a fascinating character!

the thing about pathologic that i love is how almost every character can be as complex as you want. pathologic does an excellent job of implying a lot of character traits while only exploring some in further detail, which in some games is frustrating but patho does it so well! it consistently hints at traits and lets you fill in the details yourself. peter’s character is extremely interesting to me... and maybe a little more relatable at times than i want to admit lol.

i think i’ll talk about both stamatins though! their dynamic hurts me a lot. i’ll start with andrey bc i’ve been thinking about him lately. although i’ll bounce back and forth between both stamatins.

i’ve said this before but i’ll say it again.... andrey’s role as a protector who inadvertently hurts the people he cares about really gets to me. he is not a shield but, in his own words, a battering ram. and the problem is that battering ram has a recoil.

i have to wonder how that mentality of his came about, anyways. the implication is that it’s always just been him and peter, so did he take on that role because there wasn’t anyone else to do it?

in his efforts to protect peter from... military, i believe, he kills four people. which leads to daniil getting mistaken for andrey, which leads to daniil getting shot. and almost dying. he protects peter but to a smothering extent, peter even says he’s been suffering for ten years bc of andrey which is a LOADED line. he protects on a physical level but he kinda fucks up on the emotional.

there’s a horrible irony in peter and eva being the people he cares about the most and both attempting suicide. with eva once she’s missing he immediately goes running off trying to look for her, and . ahh i can’t remember right off hand what exactly he thought happened. but ik he was probably expecting a fight. with peter he says that after that he’ll never let peter leave his side, at least “as far as his knife can fly”... it sounds cheesy but the one thing he can’t save anyone from is themself.

and god the way andrey bases his ENTIRE sense of self worth on peter fucking hurts. they’re not peter and andrey, the architects. they’re Peter And Andrey, The Architect. (thinking about “one architect, two brothers” here.) andrey thinks he’s larger than life and all but he’s constantly living in peter’s shadow. their theatre of death positions come to mind here, with peter standing up, looking down at andrey. but andrey is on his knees in front of peter, arms limp to his sides.... separated by a wooden beam...

peter’s side of this dynamic is fascinating too. his dependency on andrey is. ow. leaving all practical matters and decision making to him... there’s this resentment (That’s Fine I’ve Been Suffering For Ten Years Because Of Him) and lack of communication that especially shows through for him.

while in p2 andrey completely crumbles if peter dies, peter doesn’t seem to care...... at all....?? which hopefully is elaborated upon in p2. he’s willing to talk to aspity about worrying if andrey is angry with him but he can’t bring it up with andrey himself. when he asks how andrey is doing he stops and says andrey is a “tough man” and can handle anything. in general, while it’s definitely there for andrey, themes of dependency are really glaringly obvious for peter.

one of my favorite peter things i’ve talked about before is still his ego!!! peter has a gigantic ego!!! he really does think that even though he’s hit the ceiling and can’t go any further he is still “a true architect” and “the rock upon which is built the stairway to tomorrow”. he has a blunt edge to him and he doesn’t ever tell you more than he thinks he needs to which i love. if he doesn’t want to tell you something he isn’t gonna do it. this is a character trait i think ppl miss which is sad because it’s so good and adds another layer of depth to him!

it really does hurt me how he’s valued for his mind alone (AHEM AHEM AHEM. GEORGIY) but it’s the thing nobody understands about him. i’m nowhere near as smart as peter lol but i do know that pain of feeling like none of your ideas can be understood because you just can’t express them the way you’d like, and then feeling like you’ll never be able to make it happen.

also, here’s a little thing i’ve picked up on. this connection probably doesn’t exist but i’m making it because the stamatins make me lose my mind and start becoming one of those people who looks for connections in everything i guess. peter standing in the theatre of death, andrey below him. peter’s loft being at a high point in the town, the broken heart being underground. peter’s loft is also higher north on the map but the broken heart is lower south. just smth interesting

i have more thoughts on them of course! but this is all getting awfully long. i feel like i’ve only just gotten to the tip of the iceberg even though i’ve written so much skfjskfjs this just feels quite surface level or. at least what is surface level for me who thinks about the stamatins so hard.

anyways i’ll keep my answers to the other two parts of this question quick! peter and andrey’s more creative vs practical mindsets are rly neat. especially because i would actually argue peter is a little more grounded in reality in certain aspects. not all, but certain ones...... their take on the utopian ideology is interesting. hot take: peter’s version of utopianism leans a tad towards humility. and andrey /does/ feel “straightforward utopian” but i think in certain regards? this man has a bit of a termite streak..... (hi al if you’re reading this). but i won’t get into that right now i’ve already gone on so long. saving that for later.

i think all of the factions kinda suck in their own way sometimes, honestly? although all of them are well written and have their pros and cons. were i in pathologic and i had to choose one i’d probably be a termite but everyone around me seems to think i’m a utopian. is it bc i love peter so much

10. What would you be like as a Pathologic character?

this question is a hard one! i did make a self insert once, mile-a-minute, but they’ve become their own oc by now. i think i’d be very...... very afraid...... probably isolating myself why does every pathologic character break quarantine???? also you could trade beetles with me :) thats about all i’ve got sorry this is real short

11. What is something you would change, writing-wise, about either game?

UGH i’ve been gushing about pathologic because. obviously i love this game so much. but the way it handles racism & such (in both games!) leaves much to be desired :/

i see a lot of the points it’s trying to make but i think the way they’re handled can be very messy. there are moments that work very well but. a lot that don’t. (i am aware that dybowski writes partially from his own experiences)

all too often the game “validates” the kin’s oppression and... at times paints them as oddly antagonistic? i don’t like how often as artemy you’re able to be like “i’m not one of those beasts” and i think there are better ways to touch on his internalized racism. in general the constant comparisons to animals is weird. you get big vlad who is obviously explicitly racist comparing them to animals, but then sometimes it’s like “ACTUALLY calling them animals is fine :)”

i think the herb brides are kind of. Hm. in their portrayal. also using parts of the buryat alphabet to denote an accent is weird. making odongh and herb brides inhuman is weird. connecting the kin to Magic is weird.

and, listen, i’d really like to not be playing Artemy Burakh Experiences a Microaggression Simulator every time i’m playing the haruspex route. hate that you either can’t call ppl out on their shit or if you can it ends the conversation/bars you from getting necessary information. glad you at least get to drag the vlads, i guess?

i also was talking about this but wrt peter specifically, and this issue is present throughout the game but it’s especially visible with peter, i don’t like how often you can mock him for his addiction.

he’s obviously in an extremely rough patch! being able to be just so plain cruel to him about the dependency on alcohol (and iirc in p1 hallucinogens, bc aglaya mentions it) he’s formed to cope with his mental illness & trauma just feels bad. especially because yes it is not a healthy coping mechanism at all but... it still is a coping mechanism, if that makes sense?

the way you’re able to constantly rub it in his face feels awful. peter is fully aware that it isn’t good for him and shows a desire to quit. even if he didn’t it would still be awful to say because. it’s just insensitive. like you don’t just go up to someone and keep being like HEY YOU DRINK A LOT YOU SHOULD STOP DOING THAT DO YOU KNOW WHAT WATER IS? feels really bad to keep harping on something that causes him pain and that he struggles with every single day.

however peter does have moments where he tells you Not to say that, or if you pry into why he drinks he’ll outright say he doesn’t remember you being his friend, which is better than nothing.

in p1 moreso than p2 i hate how you can be like oh he’s craaaazy he’s off his rocker he’s delusional!!!! that “why, i never... an architect of schizophrenia!” comment sticks in my mind because it’s just... so genuinely mean. especially because if i remember correctly that line is from when he’s planning on LITERALLY FUCKING BURNING HIMSELF ALIVE

i think if they were going to have all of this they should have gone more in depth on how it’s really. not good that he’s treated so poorly. and i do believe that’s what they were going for, a la the art book w/ the whole “not to be made into a drunken clown, this is a tragic character”, etc. but it just doesn’t land. i’m holding out for the bachelor and changeling routes in p2 to see if they expand upon any of it but i highly doubt i’ll be satisfied in this regard.

i stand by the One time it was really fucking funny to clown on peter being the time you can tell him little girls eat raspberries and earthworms and he just believes you

#asks #patho #GODDDDDD #i hope you wanted to read an essay today

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lala-pipo · 4 years ago

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(1/18) *peeks from behind the wall* I hope I am still welcomed here hahaha cricket anon is here! <3 I am very sorry for making you worry last time O.O, for sure no matter what happens to the story, I'm going to be right there to read it! Huehuehue, I literally was not lying when I mentioned that this story is bringing me lots of joy this year :3 Cricket anon is fine now! hahaha my last work place was really bad, kind of black-company-level-bad, and it really took a toll on my mental health…

Dear cricket nony, I already answered one of your non-anonymous asks privately because I was so overwhelmed by the sheer amount of email notifications I got from tumblr and Ao3 that I had to thank you right away, but I still want to do it publically because even after days I’m still overwhelmed that you took so much time to write me a whole essay. I’m still all soft and wobbly and squishy on the inside. Your notifications really made my day, week, probably month – so thanks so much again. It really means so much T___T

(2) so, I kind of took two months? break from social media and just literally try and figure out my life lol basically quarter-life crisis also happening, but yeah slowly getting better now! I hope you are doing fine as well, sending you lots of hugs and love ~^^~ Firstly though!! I wanted to say sorry too that it took a while for me to reply hahaha… BUT!! Let me tell you omg during my rest of 8 weeks, I have managed to re-read ALL. SEVEN. CHAPTERS!! So many things to share!!

I’m so sorry to hear that your last workplace took such a toll on your mental health and I really hope that you are going to get better. I cross all my fingers for you and send you good vibes only. Please don’t feel pressured to comment at all. I mean everyone loves receiving comments, but it shouldn’t feel like a chore. So if you feel like sharing your thoughts I’m always glad to read them, but if you don’t feel like sharing them, please don’t feel bad about it. <3

(3) However, since my comments were a grand total of 4,000 words lol, I inserted them in AO3 under "cricket anon" in every chapter! :3 You might get confused as you read them because I take notes as I read the chapter lol hahaha I hope my comments might bring some joy <3 Ahh! By the way! These anon messages are partly not anon since anon asks are limited to 10 per hour? I didn’t know that! :( But since I accidentally have revealed myself to you lol I think it should be okay!

I’ll also try to answer your comments on Ao3 in the upcoming days because (if I remember correctly) you had some questions and I hope I can answer some of them. ^^ But I’m impressed that you went through all the chapters again. We’ve reached 150k now, which is quite fascinating to me because there are still quite a few chapters left. I wonder how long the story will be in the end *hides* I didn’t know that either! I’ve been on tumblr for so long and yet this 10 ask limit is new information for me, but it makes sense in some way – if I think about spam accounts or people going around spreading hate or something.

(4) Also, I think I’m going to make my snorts reactions straight onto AO3 from now on, rather than spamming your ask box with 10+ anon messages hahaha but I’ll still come here to share you my overall reactions and analyzations huehuehue and also to possibly warn you about the length of the comment lol something I noticed, from chapter 1 to chapter 7, the comment got longer lol more things to discuss about, I guess!? But yeah!! Let me reply to your reply to my previous ask here!!

LMAO I admire your dedication. Do whatever is most comfortable to you, I will be happy either way ^^ I think it makes sense that someone can comment more on later chapters because the painted picture gets fuller and fuller with details, there is more information about the different characters, the storyline is more developed and so on… ^^

(5) Is the sad scene in chapter 6, you were referring to the conversation that Jong-Taem were having, and then Jong tried to diffuse it into another lighthearted banter, and Taem is just. tired. of. Jong avoiding the conversation? and despite all that, Taem still let Jong come into his room and cuddle to sleep? idk... I find that scene really heartbreaking :( or maybe it was another scene?

For me it was the shower scene tbh. I don’t know, but it always struck something inside of me (is it weird that I’m saying this although I’ve written it?) There is something very fragile about Jonghyun in that scene and Taemin does feel a little helpless and is so caught up in his own thoughts, in his own needs, what he wants (and doesn’t get from Jonghyun) and yeah – it always makes me go :( but yes, the follow up scene is sad as well because you sit there and think – you two are just so damn dumb, which is something most people, who read this story so far – seem to think constantly, because yeah, they are very dumb – each in their own way. ^^

(6) I think I mentioned in the AO3 comment somewhere that even I started to feel like Taem can just leave Jong because Jong is not trying to understand Taem, I mean, nothing to do with his mood swings or his claim that Taem will get bored of him, just that he isn't trying to see things from Taem's perspective whereas Taem is trying! so! hard! and he even tried to ignore the fact that Jong avoid the vital conversations for like the 10th time already :(

Feelings are a very difficult topic – and while chapters 1-9 are very focused on what Taemin does, thinks, wants, needs, wishes etc. the focus does shift a little over to Jonghyun starting from chapter 10. So the reader does get an inside of why Jonghyun might have acted the way he did. If his behavior makes sense is up to the reader (and Taemin as well) to decide – but I think it shines a little more light onto Jonghyun, who the reader doesn’t know much about – feeling wise –, although he’s one of the main characters of the story. ^^ It’s the onion layers that get peeled one by one. ^^

(7) Yeah, re-reading this definitely showed me muCH MORE parallelism in Jong-Key and Taem-Jong dynamics. Even with Taem's mood in a sense? Like how Jong used to be really upset when Key has a new friend, and then suddenly okay when they do sexy times. Before, I only noticed the puppy-love-ness parallel, but then there is more to it, like I said, Taem's mood affected by Jong a lot, just like Jong's by Key, and also the way Jong claims that Key doesn't understand his feelings,

(8) well, it applies to Jong not really wanting to understand Taem's feeling? by just brushing it off as Taem will get bored of him or Taem doesn't know what he is talking about. I mean as a reader, I am also not sure, if it’s either Jong doesn't care or he is scared to show himself or both or maybe there is another reason? Hahaha ^^;;

This is true and done on purpose. ^^ This knowledge doesn’t play a key (haha) part in the storyline, but it is there to show how blinded one can get by one’s own feelings. After adapting to his new life in a dorm Taemin sees through Jonghyun and Kibum’s relationship quite well, but later when it’s about his own relation to Jonghyun he’s completely blindsided and doesn’t see how unhealthy it is at first – him going back and back and back over and over again in the hope that Jonghyun’s behavior towards him might change.

(9) You mentioned that there will be more Jongtae drought, and honestly, I think they need it? I think some space for them to think about things and you know do other things and talk to other people about other things lol maybe it will clear up their heads hopefully? Ahh!! You said the beginning of chapter 5 is for your own sanity lol I totally understand ;), it was a very sweet scene, soft, and kind of endearing compared to what is coming in the next chapters TnT

It depends on how we describe the drought. The hard cut was done in chapter 8. I went in like a warrior and just cut all the strings, not showing any mercy. ^^” I don’t want to spoiler anything, but yeah – the hard drought will continue throughout chapter 9 – soft drought from chapter 10 …… till ….. *closes mouth* 6v6

Working on chapter 8 made me write two lovey-dovey JongTae oneshots because I couldn’t stand seeing them fight in my own fanfic, in front of my salad. T_T so yeah, the beginning of chapter 5 was for my sanity. While writing chapter 8 I also realized again while I never really write angst, fights – anything dramatic really, because I’m a very chill person in real life, and I like my fanfics to be very chill as well – so writing this was completely out of my comfort zone. For others it’s writing smut for me it’s writing angst lmao. I usually want to wrap up all the characters in fluffy blankets and make them tea, and yet here I am – letting Taemin suffer for so many chapters. I’m a monster T_T

(10) Yeahhh, about the fact that we don't see Key so much since it is in Taemin's point of view, and also the fact that our (the audience)'s perception of Key is very much influenced by how Taem sees Key, right? I think I even mentioned somewhere in the comments, that in a way, a Rashomon effect is present as the readers read the story right, since they are all on accounts of Taem's witnessing, but then also maybe I am just reading too much into this lol

It would be the Rashomon effect if I wrote the same fic out of Jonghyun’s perspective and Minho’s as well for example. In this case Taemin is just a very unreliable narrator and we don’t (well I do :’D) but the reader doesn’t know what’s really going on, if everything Taemin is experiencing is true or if it should be taken with a grain of salt. Considering that everyone in the dorm, except for Taemin, gets along well with Kibum, we might want to believe that Kibum isn’t the bad guy Taemin wants to make him out to be. ^^

(11) Honestly, I could hear my English Lit teacher saying "maybe that is not the author's intention" hahaha xD Yes yes yes!! more chapters for Taem's development!! I am ready for it!! I mean the end of chapter 7 marked the sign of the broken vase, and paired with the JongTae drought, I am looking forward to the next part of the story!! Some character development at this point is perfect I think!! And also!! About the advices, I think I commented a few times on some of the chapters.

(12) I didn't notice that before! And after you pointed it out, I think I made some comments on Minho's, Key's, and Onew's advices to Taem and definitely, based on how the events unfolded, we could argue that the advice was bad - in a way though, I can't seem to tell (yet, maybe?) if the advice giver was genuinely trying to help or do they have ulterior motives? hmmm but either way, I like how you placed a lot of thoughts in the story, even on things such as advice.

(13) Because for sure, in reality, people tend to give bad advices, and act on bad advices. It is true that most fics tend to focus only on the good advice and then the story ends happily ever after. Real life is most definitely not like that :3 your "slice of life" tag is holding up to its name ;) Thank you so much for your hard work!! You added 10,000 words for chapter 7?? omg… huhuhu (insert a bowing LINE sticker)... yeah, for sure, the way the story unfolds in my head,

(14) probably is different to other readers, right? And for sure, very different to you, the author! There are probably a lot more instances, scenes, implications, interpretations? that we as readers are unaware of! Thank you so much for all your hard work TnT, as readers, having more context into the story does give much more clarity on the flow of the story and the feelings of the characters, etc. Thank you for all your hard work! (bow bow bow)

That was something @hwarang-number commented on as well while betaing the story. What if Minho has ulterior motives?!?!?!?!? In Minho’s case it does make sense to give out bad advice to lure in the innocent lamb haha but for example what would Jinki’s or Kibum’s ulterior motives be? Sometimes people want to give out good advice, but in the end it just turns out to be bad advice – unintentionally – humans are just humans after all – and none of us is all knowing, we all perceive things differently, and what might work for one person might not work for the other. I did add 10k to chapter 7 and 25k to chapter 8 – because chapter 8 felt like the most incomplete out of all the chapters in this story.

I think I’ve mentioned it before but hwarang_number is super attentive while reading and figured most things out that I’ve implied – even smaller details which I thought might get lost in the chapters – which I’m still impressed by, but I also said before that everyone reads stories differently, and some aspects that might not be important to me as the author of the story might be important for the readers and the other way around. For the past chapters I just tried to fill in the gaps that might confuse readers unnecessarily. In the original draft of chapter 8 Taemin is doing the deeds with Minho far more spontaneously because he’s so frustrated with Jonghyun – it made sense like that as well – but I think his frustration got more depth through the added scenes. :)

(15) Ah!! By the way!! Please don't feel like you are forced to reply to all of my messages! Having you read them already makes me happy! I don't want to make it feel like an obligation to you because... well omg my comments like super loooooong hahaha ^^;; And yeah!! Take your time with the next chapter by the way!! I am rooting for the development of the story no matter how it will go :3 I will be waiting for the next update (though no pressure, just want to put it there haha)

Dear cricket nony, if you write me 50 message I will still try to answer all of them ㅎㅅㅎ I might just take a little longer. I hope you will like chapter 8 as well, despite the drought ^^

(16) Next time, this cricket anon will bring some more noise ~ I hope your real-life stuff works out well too :D Once again, thank you for answering all of my messages, and for writing this awesomely written fanfiction! While I wait for the next chapter, I think I'm going to re-read songs of siren hehehe :3 Please stay safe!

Please do! Song of Sirens is definitely a story I would have loved to treat like “Dorm Life” in a sense that it would have turned out better if I had worked on it longer, but I’m still a fan of the big brain energy I had running through my veins when I came up with the mythological aspect of the story…lmao So I hope you will enjoy re-reading it. ^^ Chapter 8 is longer than Song of Sirens (just as a side note haha)

(17) Ah!! I forgot to mention!! After I re-read it, my most favorite literary device that you used in this fanfiction (lol this commentary is beginning to sound like a Literature essay) is the Biblical Allusions? I am not sure if this was your intention, but the juxtapositions of Bible verses or reference to God, in Taemin’s thought reminds me heavily of Taemin’s songs, particularly Heaven? It be a sexy time song if you look at the lyrics, but the composition is that of a choir church song

(18) I find the contrast chilling, and maybe you were trying to invoke that feeling to the readers? Orrr maybe I am perhaps, indeed, reading too much into this hahaha ^^;; but really! I really enjoy reading your fanfictions and coming up with analyzations, it’s very fun, and the fact that I can discuss or ask you questions about it is just makes it even more fun – since in Literature classes we can’t actually ask the author of their true intentions right hahaha okay!! I am done :3 Thank you!! <3

It was my intention and still is, so I’m glad you picked up on that. ^^ I always wanted to write a fanfic in which Taemin’s religion plays a role – even if it’s just on the side – I always make some references to Dante’s circles of Hell (when Taemin is being dramatic again) or I also made a reference to Hieronymus Bosch’s painting The Seven Deadly Sins and the Four Last Things in chapter 8. (I’m a big fan of his work – that dude was wild – the way he painted blows my mind every time I look at one of his paintings). So yes, dramatic Taemin talking about religion and throwing around with biblical references is my brain being wild. ^^

I would say that ‘Dorm Life’ is not a really deep story, but I did put a lot of thought into it to not make it your regular smut/romance fanfic. I mean it took time, still does – but I’m glad when people, like you dear cricket nony, appreciate it. So thank you so much for your kind words and sending me all your thoughts and interpretations. <3 I hope you will have a lovely December – please stay healthy and please take good care of yourself. <3

#cricket nony #non-fic post #dorm life #Anonymous

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sinfulwonders · 5 years ago

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Have a different despair disease Kokichi WIP. This one is near completion, but I just felt like something was off about it and never could figure it out to post it! So now it gets to see the light of day because of this WIP challenge :P

Nothing but the Truth

When Kokichi awoke in his dorm room to the sound of the morning announcement, something felt off. The room felt colder than usual and his head was pounding. He wiped a few beads of sweat from his forehead and stumbled out of bed.

Am I getting sick?

Kokichi made his way to his bathroom and was taken aback by how pale his already snow white skin looked. His eyes looked sunken in, as if he hadn’t slept in days, while his purple locks clung to his sweaty forehead.

“I look like shit…” Kokichi mumbled aloud, frowning.

He staggered back towards his warm bed, but before he made it there he heard an all too familiar sound:

DING DONG BING BONG

“All students report to the gym for an announcement! And that means ALL students!” Monokuma’s voice rung out loudly through the speakers, causing Kokichi’s aching head to throb even more.

On an average day Kokichi spent more time on his appearance than he would care to admit, but today he barely got his shirt on correctly. He cursed the clasps as he struggled. But eventually, the sickly boy made his way to the gym.

At the entrance, Kokichi was greeted by a smiling Maki.

“Good morning Kokichi!!!” She beamed, sweat forming under her bangs.

“Umm…” Kokichi had no idea how to respond to this.

Maki’s eyes got wide with concern, “What’s the matter Kokichi?”

What the hell is this? Maki has never said a nice thing to me; is she stealing my shtick and trying to be sarcastic? Is she trying to tease me? Well I guess I need to teach her who’s she’s messing with.

Kokichi rounded up as much of what little strength he had in his current state and gave her one of his best smirks. He answered with as much enthusiasm as he could-

“I feel horrible, Maki. I think I may be sick.”

What the hell was that? I went in to mock her, tell her I feel *absolutely wonderful*, but that’s not what happened…What the hell is going on?

As the rest of the class wandered in, they suddenly heard a laugh at the front of the gym.

“Puhuhuhuhu!”

Monokuma landed on the podium, and lifted his arms in the air, like a gymnast does after a landing, “Listen up, Kiddos! Back by popular demand: The Despair Disease!”

Popular demand? Well that supports my theory that this dumb game is being shown to…someone... But what the hell is the despair disease?

“Now some of you may have noticed that a few of your friends are acting strange. And some of you may be feeling pretty under the weather by now. Well welcome to your Killing Game Motive! Since none of you have had the balls to kill anyone, we’re gonna switch up some of those pesky personalities of yours!”

“Switch up our personalities?” Spoke up the timid detective, hiding under his hat.

“Yep! Cool innit? The despair disease has a pesky side effect! Besides making you feel like shit and nearly killing you, it also effects your personality! Each effect on a person is different, but as the saying goes: opposites attract! Look at Maki for example! Usually so stoic and calm! But today she’s as friendly as ever! That’s why she has the Bubbly disease! Now I gave you that one for free, but you’ll have to figure out the other students that have it yourself! But watch out, Kiddos. It’s contagious!”

As Monokuma said those last words and disappeared from the podium, everyone took a step back from one another. Only Monokuma’s wretched laugh echoed through the silent room. It was a while before anyone spoke.

Finally Maki smiled and said, “That’s weird what Monokuma said, cuz I feel great! I don’t feel diseased or despaired at all! Guess he was wrong!” She gave a peppy shrug and began to skip away.

“Wait Maki! We need to stick together!” yelled Kaito, the spiky haired boy beginning to follow her.

Kokichi rolled my eyes.

Why couldn’t that big oaf get the disease? His personality is infuriating.

“Kaito is right, Maki. We need to figure out who exactly has this supposed disease…” Shuichi started strong, and then trailed off as the group looked at him. He pushed his hat down a bit to hide a slight blush.

Kokichi caught it and sighed, “What a cutie…” He instantly clamped his hand over his mouth. Luckily, no one heard him.

What the hell was that? Why did I say that out loud? Could this be the despair disease?

Kokichi slunk in the background so as not to draw attention to himself, as the group discussed options and eventually opted to have the infected people be confined to their rooms. Kokichi rolled his eyes.

I really need to keep investigating this stupid place. I can’t afford these idiots locking me up for who knows how long.

Kokichi stifled a cough as they asked everyone who was feeling ill, disoriented, or just different to raise their hands. The boy averted his gaze from the others and did not raise his hand.

“Kokichi said he was sick!” Maki sang, her hands behind her back as she swayed back and forth like an excited child. Her pigtails completed the look.

Oh my fucking God Maki. The one time I want you to keep your damn mouth shut you’re feeling extra ready to share. Just my luck.

Kokichi glared and then quickly plastered his signature devious smirk on his face.

“Kokichi- you don’t look so good…” Shuichi took a step towards him.

“You’re right, I feel terrible!” Kokichi blurted and then threw his hand over his mouth. He had tried to reply with an insult and a vague non answer to the question, but had said what he was actually thinking.

Miu burst out laughing, “Oh man! Monokuma did say it made people the opposite! It looks like Cock-ichi can’t lie!”

Kokichi glared and started to retort back. But he choked his words back and just looked at the ground.

I wouldn’t be able to say anything that I wanted to anyway. This is so boring.

Kokichi looked back up at the group, “I’m going to my room. I’m bored.”

Good, I was able to say that at least. But without my lies…I guess I need to wait for this crap to wear off.

Kokichi took a few steps, glaring daggers at a still snickering Miu, but as he passed her he faltered. He started coughing and he almost fell over. While Miu stopped smiling, Shuichi ran up to the boy.

“Kokichi!” he cried as he helped him up, “Do you need help back to your room?”

Ugh I hate this. I’m so freaking helpless. And of course, Shuichi is the first to come to my aid. He’s always so freaking considerate. Bleh. Boring. I just need to tell him that he can go to Hell.

Kokichi rolled his eyes and spit out the word, “Yes.” He instantly frowned and his eyes shot to the floor.

Shuichi smiled and turned back to the others, “Will you make sure that Maki gets back to her room, Kaito?” Kaito nodded and Shuichi glanced at Maki who pouted, “And actually stays there?” Kaito gave him a wide grin and a thumbs up.

Bleh, I wish I could say anything to wipe that stupid “heroic” grin off of Kaito’s face. Actually, I just wish I could say anything. This is the worssssst.

Shuichi and Kokichi made their way back to the dorms in silence. Partway through Kokichi began to lose balance again, so Shuichi insisted that Kokichi lean on him for support. Kokichi replied with an exhausted nod. Kokichi, being the smaller of the two males, forced Shuichi to lean over so that he could drape his arm around his shoulder. He leaned his body into the taller boy, and they began their journey once again.

He smells nice…

“Umm, thanks Kokichi…” Shuichi stammered.

“Oh god, did I say that out loud?” Kokichi’s face turned bright red.

Shuichi gave the boy a kind smile, “Yeah, you kind of did…”

Kokichi eyes immediately shot to the ground.

Jesus. I must be getting delirious. This is the most embarrassing day of my life.

The two continued, making the journey in a now awkward silence. As they got to the Kokichi’s room, Kokichi wrestled with the key until finally opening the door to his messy room. Shuichi helped the boy to his bed and sat him down.

“Do you…need anything else?” Shuichi looked down at his feet as he said it.

For you to leave!

“I’m hungry…and thirsty,” Kokichi whispered.

Ugh God dammit!

“I can go get Kirumi to make you something! What would you like?” Shuichi exclaimed, excited that he could be useful in some way.

Kokichi blushed at the enthusiastic boy, trying to ignore how cute he looked when he was excited, “I guess…soup.”

“Of course! I’ll be right back!”

The detective ran off, on a mission. When the door shut, Kokichi used the opportunity to let out a loud, dramatic sigh. He fell back and hit the pillow.

Shuichi is the worst person for me to be around right now. He’s a detective. He knows how to get information out of people, and now I can’t even lie to him. Also…it sucks that he’s so damn hot.

Kokichi had been attracted to Shuichi since the first time he had met him. He was a quiet, socially awkward boy, but the aura of mystery that he had around him was intoxicating. He seemed like he was always thinking, that his wheels were always spinning, coming up with new theories about everything.

Has he ever spent any of long periods of time thinking about me? Trying to figure me out?

Not only was Shuichi obviously incredibly intelligent with an eye for detail that no one could match, but the detective was incredibly caring and genuine about his feelings.

He knows the intricacies of the world, and how corrupt most people’s intentions are, and still chooses to wear his heart on his sleeve. It’s…I can’t do that…

As Kokichi was absorbed in his thoughts of Shuichi, the boy in question knocked.

“I have soup!”

“Come in…” Kokichi coughed.

Shuichi entered, carrying a very well presented tray, obviously set by Kirumi. The soup smelled amazing, and when the detective handed it over, Kokichi couldn’t help but take a big gulp.

“Ahh!”

“Oh! It’s still hot!” Shuichi exclaimed, quickly handing Kokichi the glass of water on the tray. Shuichi tried not to smile at Kokichi fanning his tongue with surprise. The Ultimate Supreme Leader looked so childlike and innocent.

As Kokichi gulped down the water, his eyes made contact with the concerned detective’s. He gave him a sheepish grin and reddened, “I should have known…”

Shuichi couldn’t help but let out a laugh, surprised at how strangely adorable Kokichi was acting.

“You have such a cute laugh, Shuichi!” Kokichi exclaimed, and then slapped a hand over his mouth, his face now entirely crimson.

“Th-thanks, Kokichi,” Shuichi decided to take the compliment in stride. After all, Kokichi couldn’t help it, and it was a rare instance where he knew Kokichi wasn’t secretly insulting him.

Kokichi placed the tray next to his bed and buried his face in his pillow.

I wasn’t even trying to say anything and that slipped out! The truth is getting harder and harder to contain! Why is this happening to me??

Kokichi felt his bed sink with pressure. He looked up to see that Shuichi had sat next to the sprawled boy. He placed a comforting hand on the boy’s upper back.

“I’m so sorry you’re going through this, Kokichi,” Shuichi said with a compassionate smile, “But can I ask you something? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to…”

Kokichi thought about it for a moment. Then slowly nodded.

“Well this disease is obviously very difficult for you. And I’m sure most people would hate it…I mean… not getting a say on whether you give a truthful, untruthful, or even partially true answer…would suck. But you’re really struggling, Kokichi. Why is it that you lie constantly? Do you hate the truth?”

Kokichi pondered, then slowly, logically, stated, “That’s more than one question.” He smirked at his ability to still give at least a partially sarcastic response.

Shuichi chuckled, “Then the first one then. Why is it that you lie constantly?”

Do I even know the answer to that question? I’m sure I did initially, but I’ve been lying to myself for so long that I don’t know if any answer I give would be a truly honest answer.

“To protect myself. Fear, insecurities, feelings… they all can be detrimental. But lies protect you. From enemies, friends… even yourself. Lying is my armor.” Kokichi left his mouth agape as the answer escaped his lips. He knew it was true even though he hadn’t been able to come up with it on his own.

Shuichi nodded in understanding, “Thank you for your honesty, Kokichi.”

Kokichi smiled. He tried to say no problem, but instead said, “I hadn’t even admitted that to myself before.”

I hate this stupid, goddamn disease!

The boy punched the pillow in frustration. Shuichi reached out instinctually and touched Kokichi’s forearm. The boy jerked away from the detective and glared.

“Oh I’m sorry!” Apologized the embarrassed detective, “I’ll l-let you get some rest…”

The boy quickly exited the room, assuming that the other was angry with him. As Shuichi closed the door, Kokichi’s face softened into a regretful frown, and he let a quiet word escape his lips.

“Stay…”

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Kokichi awoke with a start. He tried to jump up, but then the previous day’s events hit him like a truck. Or that was possibly the feeling of his head pounding. The sick boy recalled the illness that had befallen the group of students, effecting him and Maki, at the very least. He also recalled the unusual interaction with Shuichi and his face flushed.

He probably thinks I hate him. Well… that’s actually a good thing for both of us. But still, it bothers me if I made him sad for no reason. And it pisses me off that it bothers me!

Thinking about that made Kokichi’s face turn an even darker shade of red. It was in that moment that he heard a knock at the door.

“Come in!” Kokichi silently groaned at how friendly his voice sounded.

Shuichi opened the door slowly, “You s-sound like you feel better.”

As he entered he saw Kokichi’s extremely red face and his eyes widened.

“Did your fever get worse?” He ran over and placed his hand on Kokichi’s forehead, “You feel really warm!”

He suddenly backed up several steps, “I’m sorry! I didn’t m-mean to invade your personal space. I was just w-worried.”

“I don’t mind it when it’s you, Shuichi.”

Great. Thanks despair disease. Wording my answer like some stupid school girl with a crush. Appreciate that.

Luckily for Kokichi, Shuichi didn’t read too much into it and just sighed in relief, “That’s good to hear,” he paused and presented an embarrassed smile, “I felt bad about yesterday, and came to apologize.”

“I wasn’t mad at you, I was irritated with the disease,” Kokichi sighed.

That wasn’t too bad. That was along the lines of what I actually wanted to say.

Shuichi smiled wider, “Oh good!” he then backtracked, “Oh not good that you were irritated! It sucks that you are dealing with the despair disease! But good that we’re… good!”

Kokichi smiled weakly as he listened to the nervous boy’s ramblings. His head pounded more intensely as ever, and before he knew it, he fell back into his pillow and fainted.

As he drifted into blackness, he heard the boy exclaim in nervous confusion. He replied to quell his fear, or at least he tried.

“You’re so cute…when you’re worried about…me.”

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Kokichi was pulled back to the land of the living when he felt a sudden cold sensation on his head.

“Ah!”

“Oh he’s awake. Splendid.”

Kokichi opened his eyes to Kirumi’s face in front of his own.

“Aww. You’re not Shuichi.” Kokichi face flared red as the words escaped his lips.

“Oh, I’m r-right here... Kokichi,” the detective pulled his hat in front of his face to hide his blush as he answered.

Kirumi seemed unfazed by the interaction, “Keep the cold washcloth on his forehead and change it every few hours. His fever has gone down a bit. Now I must go help tend to Angie. Himiko and Tenko are having a difficult time.”

Shuichi thanked her as she left.

“So it is spreading after all?” Kokichi asked, with genuine curiosity.

“Y-yeah.”

“Well you should go so that you don’t catch it,” Kokichi said matter-of-factly.

And so I don’t say anything embarrassing. Stupid, cute Shuichi. This is all his fault.

“Do you really want me to go?”

Kokichi shook his head yes while his mouth said, “No…I’d like you to stay- UGH!”

Kokichi covered his eyes with his forearm and with an exasperated sigh said, “I hate this place. You know that? I hate it so much. I just want to go home.”

Shuichi gave the small boy a caring look, “You always act like you’re enjoying the killing game. Being here. I guess it makes sense that that would be a lie.”

“Yeah. Who would ever want to play a game that you’re forced to play?” He sat up and pouted at Shuichi.

The sight made the detective grin, “Well, the good thing is that you look like you feel better than yesterday!”

Kokichi placed his hands behind his head and leaned against his headboard, “I do feel better. Still can’t lie though! Neeheehee”

It’s not as clever or eloquent as what I was going to say, but I’ll take it! As long as I don’t say anything else embarrassing about Shuichi, I should be good!

“It’s good to hear your laugh again, Kokichi,” Shuichi grinned, “Now can I do anything for you?”

Ugh his smile is so sexy. Ignore it. You’re hungry right? Ask for some soup, Kokichi.

“You can kiss me!” Kokichi exclaimed.

That is not soup! Oh my fucking God, that’s not soup at all. Fuck fuck fucking shit fuck-

Shuichi leaned over and placed his lips on the supreme leader’s own, blushing all the while. It was just a second long peck, and then the detective pulled away and quickly pulled down his hat lower than either one of them thought it could possibly go.

“W-why did you do that, Shuichi?” A bewildered Kokichi stuttered.

“…Well you did t-tell me to…” Shuichi replied.

Kokichi frowned, “That’s so not a good answer.”

“It just made m-me so happy.”

“What?” Kokichi looked up in surprise. He saw that Shuichi eyes were wide and honest.

“The d-disease. I was so thrilled that you would have to tell the truth, because I could finally figure out what you really thought of me. I like you, Kokichi. You’re…fascinating. And then when you told me to kiss you…but you probably didn’t even mean to. I’m such a selfish person. You’ve been suffering and I’ve been taking advantage of that. I just w-wanted to be around you.”

A single tear rolled down the boy’s face. Kokichi reached out and slowly removed the detective’s hat to discover a messy mop of navy hair underneath. He also finally got a full view of Shuichi’s eyes.

They’re beautiful. From under the hat they looked grey, but as the florescent light hit, they shone a strange mix of silver and gold.

Kokichi reached out and wiped away the tears flowing from those eyes. He then leaned over and kissed the shaking boy’s lips. It was gentle and warm, very unlike Kokichi’s regular demeanor.

Shuichi’s eyes widened and he kissed back. He broke it again and stammered, “B-but…”

“Shuichi. I am so happy you’re here. And I’m actually happy that I had to tell you the truth. But I’m happiest of all that you kissed me.”

I had no intention of being this honest with him. I had no intention of being honest with him in the slightest. But in this case, the truth…it wasn’t so bad.

Shuichi grinned and tackled the smaller boy.

“Ugh, I am still sick, ya know!”

The two giggled and Shuichi planted a kiss on the ultimate supreme leader.

#oumasai #saiouma #omasai #saioma #danganronpa #shuichi saihara #kokichi ouma #kokichi oma #wip #ask meme

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nelvana · 4 years ago

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In which there is one last break

First [ARC 1]: In which the human is transformed First [ARC 2]: In which a present is prepared Next: In which the dreams are nightmares Previous: In which there are no anomalies

“They… are still here.” Ceebee was the first to speak up after Primal Palkia had left, ending the battle without a true winner. “They’re deeper in the cave, like Dialga is.”

“Should we go right after them, then?” Tsuki questioned, shaking out her fur, sending some dirt scattering. “They are… primal now, right? We… should deal with that as soon as we can.”

“M-Maybe we should take a break first,” Edgar suggested, slowly creeping back out from the shadows to join the others.

“I agree with Edgar. We’re in no condition to go right back to fighting them,” Damien responded.

Tsuki sighed, “that is true, but we should not stay long. We do not want them to be causing more damage now that they’ve fully turned primal.”

“Of course,” Alex agreed, then after waiting a few moments to see if anyone else would say anything, he darted over to his partner. “Nel! You evolved! That was amazing!” he exclaimed.

Nelvana gave him a shaky smile, “wow you’re shorter than me now, this is so weird.”

Alex laughed, “you’ve been taller than me before!” he pointed out.

“Not like this!” Nelvana replied, “this… is actually really trippy, I… I didn’t realize I was evolving until it happened, I- oomph!”

She was cut off as a warm bundle of feathers barreled into her. Unlike Alex, who had stopped at a respectable distance to give his partner some space, Keahi had sprinted from across the room to dive in and give her a hug. Once realizing what hit her and who it was, Nelvana reached out to return the hug, picking up the torchic to properly wrap her arms around zim.

“Nel! I was so worried when you took that hit and didn’t come back right away but then you did come back except we couldn’t say anything to each other because of the battle, but now you’re evolved and-“

“I love you too, Keahi,” Nelvana hummed, cutting off her partner’s rambles.

Taking a moment to catch zir breath, Keahi leaned up to bump zir head against Nelvana’s, the two taking this small moment together to relax themselves again.

“How do you feel?” Keahi asked.

“I… I’ll need to get back to you on that one, I’m still processing everything,” Nelvana admitted with a weak chuckle. “This is probably the strangest day of my life. And that’s… saying a lot.”

“Hey, how about everyone sit down over here, a bit further away from all that damage, and we can talk things through?” Damien suggested, gesturing over to an area deeper into the cave.

Nelvana smiled at him, “yeah, that’s probably for the best,” she agreed, and then looked back down at the torchic in her arms. “You’re so tiny now!”

Keahi giggled, “you just got really tall! Hey, can I sit on your head? You must have a nice view from up there.”

Complying to her partner’s request as they walked over with the rest of the group to sit down, Nelvana placed Keahi atop her head, the torchic fitting in the space between her ears perfectly now. Keahi giggled again, letting out some “oohs” and “ahhs” despite there not really being much to look at, even at that height.

Sitting down in a circle together, everyone took this time to breath for a couple minutes and check how they felt once adrenaline wore off. Keahi hopped off of Nelvana’s head, but only to settle zirself onto her lap instead. Alex and Damien sat down beside each other, emptying out their bags to sort through the remaining supplies. As Alex shook out his bag, there was the clatter of stones tumbling onto the floor; Giratina’s rock, a fire gem, and that stone from Lapis Cave. Damien eyed the blue crystal momentarily, peeking over at the similar one he still carried around in his own back. Alex chuckled at the latter item before scooping it up and stuffing it back in the bag, but his hand hovered over the fire gem.

“Oh hey, I almost forgot, Keahi, I’ve been hanging onto the fire gem Ceebee gave you for your birthday. Do you want it now?” Alex commented, picking up the small crystal.

“I guess so!” Keahi decided, “There will probably be a time I’ll want to use flamethrower for the range again. Better at least get one boost out of it.”

“Can’t think of a scenario you’ll need it more for anyway,” Tsuki added with a yawn, “there isn’t really anyone that will be stronger than Primal Palkia, I figure.”

“Well, you never know, but I could always get another fire gem for if something like that comes up,” Keahi responded.

Meanwhile, as Alex handed the fire gem over to Keahi, Damien leaned over to pick up the other stone, brushing off some of the dirt with one thumb as he turned it over a couple times in his hands.

“Hey, Giratina, we have a moment to be able to talk again,” he said.

“…the battle’s over?” Giratina’s voice faded in, sounding mildly hesitant.

“Sort of,” Alex answered, turning his focus back to sorting through the rest of the items.

“…I see. I can… sense Palkia still from here,” Giratina murmured, “are you all okay? I can sense that you’re all here… Oh, Nelvana! Did you evolve?”

Nelvana let out a mix of a chuckle and a sigh, “yeah, I did. Happened right at the end of the fight.”

“Well, congratulations! I can tell that is… difficult to pull off in these current times. We’ll need all the extra strength we can get, know that…” Giratina paused. “I am sensing that correctly, right? Palkia is… primal now.”

“Unfortunately, yes. We were unable to defeat them before it happened, and they ran off right afterwards,” Ceebee told them.

“Why did they leave though?” Edgar questioned quietly, “I thought they were still going to fight us, but they just… went further into the cave, like Ceebee said.”

“Now that they’re primal, their instinct is to stay that way. Survival is now the top priority. They must have felt threatened by you all, and didn’t think they would be able to win the fight in that moment,” Giratina explained, “they also instinctively want to be at the center of their home, like how Dialga always stayed at Temporal Tower, Palkia now hides here.”

“They felt threatened, huh? We might stand more of a chance than we thought,” Alex commented, grinning slightly.

“Yes! Please, do not lose hope! I still have the upmost faith that you will be able to defeat them, even if they are primal now. You went into that fight without the chance to recover after a mystery dungeon. Now you have that chance. Recover, and go out to rematch Palkia,” Giratina responded.

“That’s the plan!” Keahi chirped, “thanks for the encouragement!”

“No problem. I only wish I could do more to help,” Giratina replied, “if you have anything to ask me, just let me know. In the meantime… I do not wish to disturb your break. I will check to see if there is… anything I can do from here to assist you more. Perhaps with the fabric of space tearing more, I may find an opening to provide more assistance. We’ll see. Best of luck to you either way.”

With that, Giratina’s presence faded from the rock once more. Letting out a sigh, Damien set the rock back down on the ground, closer towards the middle of the seated circle everyone was forming together before turning back to help Alex with inventory.

Keahi leaned back while still sitting on Nelvana’s lap, zir back touching her chest and zir head feathers grazing the marowak’s chin. Zie quietly fumbled with the fire gem for a few moments, furrowing zir brows as zie thought of something, and then looked up at zir partner, opening zir beak to speak and break the growing silence in the group.

“What did it feel like, to evolve?” zie asked her.

“It…” Nelvana paused, furrowing her brows as she did her best to recall the short moment. “I felt like a had a lot of energy, like when you use an attack, except just all over me.”

“Did it hurt?” Edgar chimed in.

Nelvana quickly shook her head, “no, it didn’t hurt. It felt more like… kinda like being stretched? But it didn’t hurt, and I could still feel myself getting stronger. I feel… kind of lightheaded though now, actually.”

“That’s normal,” Alex reassured her, “here you should probably have something to eat. Your body both burned through a lot of energy, and created new energy for yourself,” he explained, passing the marowak an apple to eat.

“Is that why you went to sleep right after evolving, despite talking about how energized you felt?” Nelvana asked him as she accepted the food, without thinking.

“Yeah! That’s pretty… much… Wait.” Alex looked up at Nelvana properly, eyes wide as a smile grew on his face. “I forgot you don’t have amnesia anymore,” he whispered to himself.

“I… Yeah, I don’t,” Nelvana murmured back, taking a bite out of the apple to give herself an excuse not to say anything else at the moment.

Alex paused, his smile fading, “do you not want to talk about that right now? We don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“I just… I do but I don’t,” Nelvana sighed, “let’s just… not for now, and I’ll bring it up later when I’m ready, okay? Maybe when I’m done eating this apple.”

He nodded back, “got it.”

“Evolution is still a safe topic, let’s stick with that. Hey, Damien, how did you evolve?” Nelvana said, shifting the subject back to what they had been talking about before.

“Oh, uh… nothing special, really,” Damien mumbled, “I didn’t like… being a gastly, so I did everything I could to evolve into a haunter. Then I evolved right away into a Gengar, since I got a link cable in advance as a gastly,” he explained, “makes me feel the most like myself to actually have arms and legs.”

“Hey, speaking of having hands, maybe I’ll be able to evolve after this! Or during our next fight with Palkia!” Keahi chirped, “that would be cool! Do you think I’d be taller, or shorter than you, Nel?”

“Well, I was taller than you even as a cubone, so I’m going to guess that you’ll still be shorter than me when you’re a combusken,” Nelvana answered, “Alex is a bit taller than most of the combuskens at your home, and I’ll taller than him right now too,” she added.

“Excuse me, apologies for interrupting…” Tsuki spoke up, “do we still have some water packed? I’m quite thirsty,” she requested, looking over at the pair with the two bags.

“Oh, yeah! That’s one thing we really aren’t low on,” Damien responded, “here, everyone should probably have some water while we’re taking a break, actually. Stay hydrated and all that jazz.”

Pausing from their previous conversation, they passed out some water bottles to everyone to drink. Fortunately, between restocking back at the guild, and being restored to an earlier state from Dialga before, not much water had been used, like Damien said, so they were able to drink as much as they wanted now. And though they had less food readily available than water, after Dusknoir pointed out that they likely wouldn’t have another break like this until everything was over, they decided to lighten the bags a bit and dish out the remainder of the food to everyone to fill themselves up before what would, hopefully, be the final confrontation.

“…hey, Alex? Do you think you would have been shorter or taller than me, when you were a treecko compared to when I was a cubone?” Nelvana suddenly asked after the lull of conversation during everyone eating.

Alex blinked over at her, “oh… I dunno! It feels like ages ago since I was a treecko… I came up to about your knee then, but we can’t exactly use that to compare now.”

“What did Alex look like as a treecko?” Keahi blurted out, then stiffening slightly and looking up at zir partner to make sure it was okay to ask that now, still uncertain if Nelvana was ready to talk about what she remembered now that she didn’t have amnesia.

Despite Keahi’s worries, Nelvana smiled back to zim. Truthfully, she still felt uncertain treading this conversation territory, but she knew now that she would need to address it sooner rather than later. She was just thankful that for now they could stick to some easier topics relating to that.

“He was this tiny boy, with big eyes,” Nelvana began, her voice squeaking as her tone turned to teasing her partner. “You see how sharp he is now? He was rounder before, rounder shapes. He had a rounder face, round little hands, and-“

“No, stop!” Alex howled, though he couldn’t stop himself from laughing either. “My image is being ruined! Betrayed by my own sister!”

Keahi laughed, “you’re reminding me of my mom when she gets an excuse to talk about what her kids were like when they were young!”

“Isn’t that why you asked?” Nelvana responded, sporting a wide grin on her face. “I did my best to tease him as much as I could, did I do well?”

“…” Keahi grinned back, “yeah.”

Alex let out a mock gasp, “I knew it from the start, you’re both conspiring against me.”

“Aww, now I wish I got to see you as a treecko!” Ceebee chimed in, leaning forward and placing her chin into the palms of her hands. “I bet you were adorable.”

“Alright, alright, the joke has worn out its welcome now…” Alex announced, raising his hands up slightly in front of himself.

“Fine.” Keahi stuck her tongue out at him playfully, but seemed otherwise willing to drop the subject. “What about you, Nel? What did you look like as a human?”

“Oh! Well, I… hm, I’m not sure how to describe that, since most of you know what the average human looks like,” Nelvana responded, starting out ready to answer the question before trailing off towards the end, furrowing her brows.

“You’ve tried drawing yourself before!” Keahi offered, “I have a vague idea ‘cause of that.”

“Think kind of like… a sawk for the build, except without the blue skin and robes of course, they have hair on their heads…” Alex described.

“That’s a terrible description,” Nelvana snorted.

“Bet you can’t do any better.”

“Too bad we can’t draw that here. The ground is too firm, Nel couldn’t even use her club for that,” Damien commented.

“I’m not sure how well I can use my club to draw anymore anyway,” Nelvana replied, picking up her club which she had set down by her side to hold it out in front of her to examine more with a small frown.

“I think we all have a vague idea, with Nel’s old drawings and Alex’s description,” Tsuki said, “if you wish to still go on with your own description of yourself; I’m sure we’ll figure it out.”

“If not, we can wait!” Edgar added, “I’m sure stuff like this will be easier to draw when we get home anyway!”

“Ah, alright, well let’s see… I still had blue eyes then, and my hair, which was brown, a bit darker than my fur here, was cut pretty short. Some humans grow their hair out longer, but not that often, at least in the dead timeline; it got tangled in everything,” Nelvana told them, “I had pretty light colored skin, kinda light peachy color… And I was pretty tall.”

“And by ‘pretty tall’, she means nearly six feet tall!” Ceebee exclaimed, “Alex would sit on her shoulder when we were just casually walking around.”

“Wait no, before anyone comments about how tall that is, how tall were you exactly?” Damien demanded, jolting up from where he was still sitting.

“Oh, uh…” Nelvana’s face scrunched up as she thought. “Jeez, I dunno. Not like I got many chances to measure myself.”

“I’d put your human height around five feet ten inches,” Ceebee decided, “I think you were done growing before we went back in time too, so that should be fairly accurate.”

“Dammit!” Damien snapped, tossing his hands into the air. “I would have been shorter than you.”

Nelvana laughed, “how tall were you?”

“I wanna say five feet six inches,” Damien sighed, “I might have had another growth spurt in me, since I can’t tell off the top of my head if that was my height when I was thirteen or when I was fully grown.”

“You could ask Gardevoir when we get back,” Tsuki suggested, “she might remember.”

“Maybe… Don’t wanna get my hopes up though,” Damien murmured, turning back to focus on the remainder of his work with Alex.

“How are you two doing over there, anyway?” Keahi asked, turning over to the bag holding duo. “What’s our inventory looking like?”

“Are you ready for us to return our water bottles as well?” Tsuki chimed in, one paw curled around the now empty bottle she had drunken from.

“Oh, yeah, go ahead and pass them over, they won’t be in the way,” Alex responded, waving towards the others to encourage them to give back the items.

Taking a quick moment before addressing Keahi’s questions, everyone tossed, rolled, or passed over their water bottles; of which nearly all were now emptied. Edgar was one who passed his over, and as he passed by the center of the circle, he floated down to pick up Giratina’s rock as well, sensing them nearing the end of their break, and likely not needing to speak to Giratina if they weren’t going to in this moment. Passing both items over to the grovyle, Edgar silently floated back over to where he had been laying down before beside Tsuki.

“Alright, so we’re looking at a slight oran shortage… We still have enough reviver seeds because of how many we got in the guild, those should last just fine. And then all other berries and seeds we have not really used at all, we haven’t suffered from any status effects in these fights,” Alex told everyone, waving a hand over the items laying out on the ground. “We’ll split all the items between us, any odd number extras going to Damien. I’ll hang onto Giratina again… and I think that’s it?”

“That’s the important details, yeah,” Damien agreed, nodding.

“So… does that mean we will be going after Palkia next?” Tsuki asked, sitting up and looking over the rest of the group.

“Well, we still need to put this back away but otherwise…” Alex answered, trailing off as he too looked up at everyone else. “…if everyone is ready now, I don’t see any reason we should sit back any longer.”

“If everyone is ready,” Damien repeated.

Keahi nodded, “yeah! I think I’m okay to go to the fight, as ready as I’ll ever be at least, but if anyone isn’t, don’t be afraid to speak up! We can wait a few more minutes to make sure that everyone will be prepared and comfortable enough to head back out,” zie hummed.

There were some nods and quiet responses of confirmation and agreement before the conversation faded out only having the sounds of Alex and Damien picking up various items and organizing them in the bags to break any silence. Edgar bobbed up and down in place for a couple moments before going to offer to help the pair, and when told “thanks, but we can handle it,” he settled for hovering over them to watch instead. Every so often Alex would relay a packing tip to Damien, but the rest of the group didn’t say much in these last moments.

Or, at least it seemed it would be that way. Nelvana sat in the silence, her mind running in circles as she stewed with a choice. This would be a chance to address something, but it was challenging to form the words in her mouth and then actually have them spoken aloud. She reached for her club again, which she had set down not long earlier to toss Alex her and Keahi’s water bottles before. Rubbing over the now nearly smooth bone with a thumb as she thought, which soon just turned to her gripping the item tightly. Keahi, still sitting in her lap, frowned as zie watched this, zir feather’s ruffled as Nelvana hunched over zim.

“Are you alright?” Keahi whispered, placing a wing on zir partner’s arm.

“I…” Nelvana swallowed her breath. “No, there’s… something I need to talk about,” she said, her voice growing louder and clearer as she sat up again, drawing attention back to her.

“What is it?” Ceebee asked earnestly.

Nelvana paused for a couple moments, rolling the words over in her mouth one last time.

“When Palkia… broke that part of the curse, I didn’t just remember my past before getting amnesia,” Nelvana began, rolling the club over in her hands now, staring at it to focus on what she was saying instead of on the others around her. “I remember what happened after we were erased from time, too.”

Alex glanced up from his work, a mix of emotion flickering in his eyes, “are you saying that as a good thing, or a bad thing…?” he questioned.

“I don’t know. Maybe both,” Nelvana answered, “what… happened in general wasn’t that bad. We were in… some part of the spirit realm, obviously not one I’ve been in before. We met up, and found that everyone else from our time was there too. In some sort of, uh, limbo, I guess,” she explained.

“Like a lobby?” Damien asked, biting his lip as he hoped his input would be more helpful than not.

“Sure,” Nelvana responded, “and we decided to wander a bit while we waited for Gardevoir or someone helping Gardevoir to come find us. You know, say some final goodbyes to old friends and whatnot while we had the chance.”

“Did you have your memories back when you were in that moment?” Tsuki asked.

“No, but it was the thought that counted. Alex and Ceebee would remember, and could fill me in about who it was we were about to talk to,” Nelvana answered.

“You did mention before that you were good at recognizing familiar people, even with amnesia,” Alex added.

“Yeah, that too.” Nelvana paused. “We… We didn’t find my family there, though.”

As she went to look up, to stop staring just at her own weapon, she saw Dusknoir tense from across her. Whether he had pieced together that she knew what happened to her family or not, it was evident by this strangely obvious display from him that he knew what happened. Out of the corner of Nelvana’s eye, she saw the light from Edgar’s eye darken, though she didn’t think much of it; if he knew, it wouldn’t surprise her that much, and she wouldn’t blame him for not telling her before.

“Dusknoir, why did you kill my family?”

Her question, though her voice was quiet, spoke louder than any yell in this moment, the intensity of such a question paired with the already generally silent room made these words pierce true and clear.

Dusknoir tensed more, eye widening at the question being so suddenly and bluntly stated to him, nailing him onto the spot like a wooden plank onto the flooring of a house. Instantly Nelvana’s words, drew everyone to stare at Dusknoir as well, waiting impatiently for his answer. Despite this, he appeared far too stunned to say anything right away, so Nelvana went on.

“We didn’t find my family there, but we found you. You told me that you killed them, trying to use that fact as a leverage against me.” It was becoming a struggle to keep her own words steady by this point, but she pushed on. “So, now I ask, why? Just because they’re related to me? They didn’t do anything against you, or your cause!”

The long, tense seconds drew on without any response from Dusknoir. Nelvana was gripping her club so tightly now that her hands shook, but she kept her gaze trained on the ghost-type, waiting for him to say something, anything.

“I…”

Dusknoir almost seemed to choke as he tried to speak, his body shuddering. He turned to look away, breaking any previous eye contact with Nelvana to face the ground instead, eye closed tightly. He shook again, and then blinked his eye open suddenly as, to everyone’s surprise, inky black tears dripped out of his eye, slowly trailing down his face. Reaching up a hand, he gingerly touched one of the tears, leaving a dark, wet mark on his finger.

“I can cry…?” he whispered, the astonishment clear in his voice.

He paused for a couple more moments, staring at his hand with a wide eye as he cried for the first time; at least, the first time in an incredibly long time. Suddenly though, his gaze narrowed, and he closed his hand into a fist, lifting it up to wipe away the rest of the tears with the back of his hand. Dusknoir rose to his full height, looking back down at Nelvana, who still stared back up at him.

“No, that… isn’t right of me. This is not my loss, my grief, my right to cry, it is yours,” Dusknoir said, “Nelvana, I killed your family for no reason at all. I grew desperate and frustrated after Cee- Celebi escaped my clutches, and I sought for any way to get back at you all. That is no excuse though. How I felt was no excuse for any such actions. What I did was an absolutely horrible thing, and I am deeply sorry that I did that. You are right, they did nothing to earn such a punishment, to rob them of… the choice of where to go, whatever choice there is, after being erased from time.”

Nelvana blinked, though did her best to hide her surprise at such a response as she narrowed her eyes back at him again. Again, he seemed in every way to being honest, and yet she couldn’t help but have her doubts.

“Really? You’re really sorry?” she questioned, unable to keep the bite back from her voice.

He nodded, “yes, I am. And it is alright if you do not believe me. At the end of the day… I did terrible things to you, to all… to all of you. I wanted to save myself so badly that I harmed so many lives, and there is truly nothing I can do to make up for that. But I would still like to try. I have seen now why you fought so hard to bring this timeline back to life, why you still fight now, even at the risk of your own lives. This is a time worth fighting for, and really… I don’t deserve to be a part of it. So, I truly wish to do whatever I can to make up for the harm I did in the other timeline, and make it so I do deserve to be here,” he told them, “so, yes, I am really sorry. And not just to you, Nelvana, but to Grovyle and Celebi as well. I am sorry. You have every right to hate me, but if there is anything I can do to help more, I will do my best to complete it.”

Dusknoir bowed his head slightly to them, silently signifying that he was done with what he had to say. He remained standing up, though he bobbed in place for a moment as if considering sitting back down again. There still seemed to be some tears welled up in his eye, but they didn’t drip out again.

Silence returned as it was now the others’ turn to figure out how to respond. Ceebee had her arms crossed over her chest, mouth closed in a pencil thin line as she fluttered in place in the air. Alex’s lips curled back into a snarl, crouched close to a more quadruped stance as he still sharply glared at Dusknoir. Nelvana still gripped her club tightly, finding herself staring back down at it again as she mulled this over. Eventually, she let out a sigh, releasing her grip on the bone slightly and sitting back up straight again.

“You are right about one thing; I don’t think I can forgive you. And I think I safely speak for Alex and Ceebee when I say that they cannot either,” Nelvana began, “however… I am going to have to give you the benefit of the doubt, and hope that you are telling the truth about how you feel now. Frankly… I’m still processing everything that I was forced to remember all of a sudden. But that doesn’t change the fact that I don’t think it would do any of us any good for me to hate you over something that cannot be changed. I don’t know how much I can trust you, but at least for now, we still need to cooperate. And it would probably hurt me more than help to be thinking about this endlessly and hating you at every moment. So, no, I do not forgive you for what you’ve done. But I’m willing to see what you can do to become better,” she told him.

Dusknoir visibly relaxed, as if weights had been removed from his shoulders, “thank you.”

Ceebee bit her lip, and then exhaled, turning to face Dusknoir, “I’ll think about it,” she said, “for now… you’re still just a temporary ally to me, and an enemy at the end of the day. I’ll want to really see change before I can believe in what you’re saying.”

Dusknoir nodded to this, accepting such an answer without any complaints.

Eyes turned to Alex next, who still didn’t seem to show any signs of giving his own answer yet. In fact, as he felt the stares on him, he sharply turned away from the group, from Dusknoir, and staring back down at the bags and the remaining unpacked items. Letting out a sharp hiss through his teeth, he grabbed the remaining items and shoved them back into his bag, slinging the satchel over his shoulder, all without turning to look at anyone else again.

Time continued to drag on, until it became undeniably clear that Alex wasn’t going to give any sort of answer at all, which turned out to be the loudest answer of all. Nelvana’s gaze softened as she stared at the back of her brooding partner. She wasn’t sure where to go from here. It was important for her to speak and leave things dealt with for now, but what difference would it make for him if he were forced to speak up? He needed more time, she figured, and he gave her time to think before, so she was going to make sure to give him the same curtesy.

“Is everything packed then, Alex and Damien?” Nelvana asked, abruptly changing subjects.

Slowly, Alex turned to look back at his partner, his hardened expression fading into something more relieved at being released from having to respond to the previous conversation. Still, it was Damien who answered her first.

“I think so. We should be all packed and ready for the fight now,” he answered.

Alex nodded slowly, “yeah… So, if everyone is ready, we should go now.”

“I’m ready now,” Nelvana replied, knowing that it was her that hadn’t been ready before, and thus now confirming that she was would be helpful.

And, despite everything, everyone else was ready too. At least, as ready as they would be.

Everyone standing up, Ceebee directed them onwards to Palkia, even though there were no diverging paths to possibly get someone lost. There was only one way forward, and they headed out.

First [ARC 1]: In which the human is transformed First [ARC 2]: In which a present is prepared Next: In which the dreams are nightmares Previous: In which there are no anomalies

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waywardfacegarden · 4 years ago

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TAG GAME!

I was tagged by @mipadremadara !! Thank you so much??? I was so beyond words, so flattered, haha😅💕 Probably really dork-y, but I'm a total dork according to Sources, so.

Rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know better

Top 3 ships:

Now this is just plain cruel lol, how am I supposed to choose ONLY 3??!?!? Impossible. But well, I'm going to write three of my main:

1) Narusasu/Sasunaru (of course. like who do you take me for??? Lol. they'll always be my number 1 :'D They have such a special place in my heart. And I have nothing to add about them because if I start I'll never shut up.)

2) Todobaku because I'm utterly OBSESSED with them recently lol. They have so much potential!! And the ship just keeps getting more and more interesting, the chemistry is off the charts!! The potential angst! The dumbassery! Nothing better than two dumbasses being in love. Two socially awkward, emotional disasters boys falling deep in love without knowing?? Oof, what is better than that??

3) Now this one was HARD because I have so many ships!!! But finally, I set up for one that I recently got to know and it's totally the cutest thing ever?? I don't even know their ship name (and sadly, I think there's not EVEN one, the fandom is so small I guess???) but they're Endou and Yamai from Konbini-kun; they're the cutest, softest thing ever?? Just a pure gay boy scared of being gay for Reasons getting to know (and falling for) his same-age boy co-worker, deliquent-who's-not-a-deliquent-at-all-and-is-actually-the-sweetest-bean-slash-animal-lover???? Oof. I love them both. They're my kids. ENDOU IS M Y BOY AND IF ANYONE EVER HURTS HIM I'LL KILL THEM WITHOUT DOUBT. Also, Yamai is so freaking sweet????????!!! Should be a crime. He's an adorable, gentle, amazing good boy, I love him.

+ As a bonus:

Harold/Sam/Nobu from the Canis Series (The Speaker) are The OT3, thank you very much. Never in my life have I ever fell in love so deep with a poly ship (CANON. CANON POLY SHIP) with three broken boys that are currently the "villians" of the story. Heartbreaking, full of angst ship, yet so beautiful. (IF YOU EVER READ THIS. [WHICH I REC SM] BE WARNED THAT THE STORY IS DARK. THE FIRST PART NO, BUT THIS SPECIFIC PART [THE SECOND] IS FULL OF DARK SHIT. Amazingly well-written and heart-wrenching but. Yeah. It's dark and heavy. Idk to describe HOW much but it is.)

Andddd Yuiji/Yamato from Koimonogatari, bc even if they're not canon I'm so rooting for them??? I hope they get together bc they DESERVE each other. They're just so sweet and their relationship is SO real and natural idek how to describe this warm feeling that fills me every time I see them. (Just for a bit of context, Yamato is gay and likes Yuiji's best friend. But for reasons, Yuiji realizes this, tells Yamato, and after Yamato Panics Yuji assures him he's not going to tell anyone bc he actually Likes Him As A Person (quoting) and he doesn't want to hurt him. They become friends and then get closer and become Friends who trust each other way too much and it's just really sweet how fond Yuiji is of Yamato??? My heart swells. He just looks at him with the softest eyes and [I know I said this was going to be brief but you know me already, you really thought I was going to be brief????? Haha no sir] he's so understanding??? He's always listening to Yamato without judging, asking him if he's okay, worrying about him, CARING, and cheering him up, it's just???? Even if they don't get together, they're the purest friendship ever.

One of my top ten moments from them:

Yuiji to Yamato: You are totally pessimistic, too damn honest, a real pain in the ass, but... I like you. [...] Someday, I hope you come to love yourself as well.

Yeah I didn't even had to look it up, THAT'S how much I read the scene and painted in my mind lol.)

Carrying on to the next question after all my rambling...

Last movie you watched:

I just watched The Fundamentals of Caring yesterday. Paul Rudd is shining as always, of course. Kind of dark humor with a slice of romance and emotional shit that left me crying lol. It was really really good imo, perfect Teens Who Don't Give a Shit and Adopting a New Family vibes. Messy but really well-done imo. (I'm just rec and promoting every thing I watch/read/ship at this point huh...)

Reading:

I'm currently reading only mangas AAAA, hahaha. I'm with Koimonogatari (still on going), Owari no Seraph, Haikyuu!!, The Speaker, Red White and Royal Blue (first and only book on this list lol), Omamorishimasu Dokomademo (hope I wrote this correctly loool), Kimi wa Natsu no Naka and Blue Sky Complex :))

Next on my reading list:

Seven Days (bc I heard this manga is Gold), Origin (a manga I bought months ago and never read), L's light-novel (The Los Angeles BB Murder Cases), Himitsu, and Golden Days.

Also, I made a bow with myself to read every single last manga Hayakawa Nojiko has made because their art is the most stunning, poetic, alluring thing I've ever laid my eyes on. So simple yet so, so unbelievable pretty. Also, their mangas are so so so good and so so so sweet and well-written??? Best mangaka goes to Hayakawa-sensei.

And from books, "Last Night I sang to the Monster" has been on my I-need-to-read-this list since soooo long. Benjamín is my favorite author. I hope I can give me some time to read it later.

What food are you craving right now:

For some reallyyyy weird reason, sea-food??? Lmao I don't even know. My cravings have been varying from fried-chicken burger from KFC to That Strawberry Cheesecake from SAM's lmao. It's pretty weird. But right now???? Give me shrimps. Fish. I'm In Need. Looool.

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twdmusicboxmystery · 5 years ago

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Care of Cell 44 - Analysis + TTD

This will be short and sweet today. I wanted to give you guys the lyrics and some background on the Care of Cell 44 song. Then I’ll mention a few tidbits from TTD.

Lyric Analysis:

Good morning to you, I hope your feeling better baby Thinkin of me while you are far away Counting the days until they set you free again Writing this letter, hoping your okay Sent to the room you used to stay in every Sunday The one that is warmed by sunshine everyday And we'll get to know each other for a second time Then you can tell me about your prison stay

Feels so good your coming home soon

Its gonna be good to have you back again with me Watching the laughter play around your eyes Come up and getcha, saved up for the train fare money Kiss and make-up and it will be so nice

Feels so good your coming home soon

Walkin the way we used to walk And it could be so nice Talkin the way we used to talk And it could be so nice

Its gonna be nice to have you back again with me Watching the laughter play around your eyes Come up and getcha, saved up for the train fare money Kiss and make-up and it will be so nice

Feels so good your coming home soon

(Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh)

Feels so good your coming home soon

There are definitely some Beth symbols in there, especially the sun and sunshine, being “okay,” but also visit THIS ARTICLE to get more of the background behind it, because I think that’s interesting too.

The song was written to be about an inmate being released from prison. What, WHAT?

Because we had an episode in S4 called Inmates, that highlighted Beth and Daryl and foreshadowed Beth’s arc.

Furthermore…well, first let’s talk about Carol. This song is played over her kitchen dream, right? And I said part of the point of this is that she’s in prison in her own mind. A prisoner of her memories and her regrets, and it’s keeping her from being happy with Ezekiel, who is her soul mate. So given what this song is about, there’s definitely something to that.

But then there’s also Beth. In 4x01, we saw many things in her cell that foreshadowed imprisonment. Things like the gnome and the bird’s cage.

If Beth is currently imprisoned—say, to the helicopter group?—then we have one of two possibilities. Either someone from TF will stumble upon her and help free her from that imprisonment. Or, more likely, she’ll free herself and come to find them. Honestly, we have symbolism that points to both scenarios, so I don’t know which it will be. Probably a mixture of the two.

But my point is that, while of course this song playing in 10x03 is about Carol and Carol’s arc, it’s also about Beth’s entanglement with Carol and how current events on the show will eventually lead to Beth’s return.

I would also argue that the meaning of the song is a direct foreshadow. A foreshadow of a time when Carol will get out of her mental/emotional prison and return to normal. Grief over Henry is stopping that right now. When he appeared, it interrupted both the dream and the song.

But by extension, you could argue that the stuff in Beth’s cell foreshadowed her imprisonment. That imprisonment began at Grady, but I think she’s been imprisoned, away from TF, ever since Coda. So this song also foreshadows Beth’s release from imprisonment. Soon, grasshoppers. Very soon!

TTD:

So I already talked yesterday about what Angela Kang said about Carol’s kitchen hallucination: that it was about her continued grief over Henry. Not about Daryl. But we got a few more tidbits worth mentioning from TTD. Nothing huge and ground breaking, but definitely worth mentioning.

1. They emphasized Eugene’s “flees on a farm dog” line by putting it in the quiz. Obviously a line they want us to pay attention to.

2. @wdway is our resident expert at paying attention to the shelf behind the guests in TTD. The music box has been present on the shelf all three weeks of this season. (Important because it’s not always present when they do TTD after Fear, so it’s obviously placed there or taken away purposefully.) In the space below the music box was a miniature windmill. Last week, the Bunny occupied that space. After 10x01, it was the sheriff’s hat.

3. They emphasized how weird it was that Daryl would share a personal story about his dad. Chris said he knew something weird was going on because Daryl never does that. The ONLY time he did that for real was with Beth. It was almost like they were trying to say that without saying it.

4. MMB and Ross Marquand attended via satellite. Behind MMB we noticed a radiation/biohazard symbol. Might be part of the radiation theory.

5. Finally, and most importantly, when they had a guest ask a question, the guest asked if the kitchen dream meant that Carol’s feelings toward Daryl had shifted to romance. Angela very diplomatically said no. She didn’t use the actual word, “no,” of course. But it’s just proof to me that they’re trying not to piss off or completely shut down any section of the fandom. We wish they would, but I guess we just have to accept that they won’t. Here’s what she said, word for word.

“As with any dream, there’s a lot of room for interpretation, and you know, dreams are not usually literal. I think the point of that dream is that there’s something about her that wishes there was normalcy, but, it’s, she’s still filled with so much grief.”

Okay. So, there’s the “room for interpretation” part. That’s her concession to the Carylers. If you want to interpret it that way, you can. BUT. Most dreams are not literal. That’s as good as saying no. Carol does not literally want to be married to Daryl and making breakfast in the kitchen. But I think the second part of what Kang said is equally important. Carol wishes for normalcy, but can’t really have it because her grief is getting in the way.

By extension, let’s appreciate the fact that Carol did choose normalcy at one point. She did choose to be married and raise a family. But not with Daryl. With Ezekiel. So if Carol can every get past her grief and embrace normalcy again, it will be with him. Not Daryl.

So why put Daryl in this dream? Why not Zeke? It would have made a lot more sense, right?

Well, it goes back to all the batshit crazy theories I’ve suggested over the past two days. I think the ONLY reason they put Daryl here instead of Zeke is because of the symbolism of it all. Am I interpreting that symbolism correctly? No way to know yet. But I think that’s why he’s there.

Because in any given scene, tptb try to accomplish sixteen things at once. And roughly three quarters of them fall into the symbolism/callback/parallel/foreshadowing category.

Just wanted to point that out. ;D Thoughts?

#beth greene #beth greene lives #beth is alive #beth is coming #td theory #td theories #team delusional #team defiance #beth is almost here #bethyl

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changarroo · 6 years ago

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Not Just Some Rapper // Changbin AU

a/n: Hello everyone,,, so back in like December we posted Babysitting Adventures and I was like “Woah what would happen if we did a spin-off with the other two 3racha members” and Nicki was like “yeah that would be cool”. So here we are,,, that the story of how this AU came to be. We hope you enjoy reading it. - Admin Solo

word count: 3.5k

pairing: changbin x reader

genre fluff

warning: does mention alcohol but the Changbin and Y/N are good people and don’t anything, you go guys.

“Party this Friday night, come listen to the hottest rapper, singer, and band that our school has to offer,” student said around you as they hand out flyers. “Ugh another party,” you grabbed a flyer and looked down at it “Isn’t this like the fourth party just this year?”. “Actually this is like the seventh party” Y/F/N looked closer at the flyer before opening their locker. “So are you planning on going?”. “It’s this Friday? I’ll have to see I have that daycare event the next day. Maybe I’ll stop by for a few I don’t know”. “I can’t believe that you're spending your Saturday at a daycare function,,, daycare Y/N that means children”. “Just because one kid accidentally kicked a ball at your head doesn’t mean all kids are evil,” you laughed remembering that moment as if it was yesterday. “So okay here the deal we will go, stay for like an hour or three and then you are free to go afterward,” Y/F/N said linking your arms together and started to walk to class. “Whatever you say Y/F/N, whatever you say”. As you continued walking down the hall you passed more people promoting the party.

“Come on Chan, what do you mean your busy this Friday? We had this gigs booked for weeks,” Jisung said with a disappointing look on his face. “I got asked to babysit my neighbor and you and Changbin can still put on a killer rap show without me,” Chan continued to pass out flyers with a smile on his face. “Jisung it’s not going to be that bad okay relax,” Changbin said patting Jisung on the head. “I’ll try but we are not 3racha without all of us there”. “Stop overthinking it okay Jisung, we are still going to be great just is two. Chan go to what you gotta do I’ll make sure Jisung don’t go crazy”. “Thank you Changbin”. Once you got to your chemistry class you took your seat and waited for the class to begin. You opened up your notebook and took a look at your wonderful notes that sit right in front of you. “Great,” you said to yourself before laying your head on the counter. You then felt a soft vibration coming from your back pocket. Pulling out your phone you see that it was your manager. Looking up to see if it okay to text you slowly slipped down text her. [tiff 10:32] hey y/n are you free to come in today we need to approve some items from the big weekend? [you 10:34] yeah I’ll be in after school for sure. [tiff 10:34] great! Thank Y/N you are the best. [tiff 10:34] oh you might also have to meet the entertainment for the event. Will that be okay? [you 10:35] yeah everything will be fine. Locking your phone sat your head back down on the table. “You look like you are having fun Y/N”. “Oh hey, Jisung, what’s up?”. “Nothing much just trying to figure out how I'm supposed to manage this weekend with all my plans”. “Plans what plans?”. “Umm I have to go to my work today, school work, my friend wants to go to that crazy party tomorrow and then on Saturday I have a huge event at my work”. “And where do you work again?” “Lullaby Daycare”. “Hey, my friend is playing over there on Saturday”. “Really? Small world, maybe I’ll meet him today”. “Or tomorrow at the party, he coming and rapping with me”. “He’s a rapper?” “Yeah he lives for rapping but he has a huge passion for music, and he has incredible rap skills Y/N, you have to hear him”. “Okay I’ll take your word for it Jisung,” you said as the bell rang. You then open your textbook and continued on with your school day. Finally, the final bell rang and you were free from this place they call school until tomorrow. Great. Cue momoland Bboom bboom and hyunjin saying “great”. Getting into your car you spotted Jisung with his friends, looking at this you didn’t know which one was going to rap at the party and the daycare event. Soon you found yourself sitting in the driver seat of your car, just thinking about the party as well as the event. A quick drive over to the daycare and you somewhat didn’t want to go inside. Which is weird cause you love this place, you love all of the children that you get to meet, not to mention all the staff. Why in the world didn’t you want to go in? “Come on Y/N, snap out of it,” you said to yourself as you seat your head on the steering wheel. “Y/N!” you heard one of the children said running up to you and giving you a hug. “Hi Megan, how are you today?’. “I’m great! We played baby shark in class and I did all the moves correctly!” “That is amazing! I’m so proud of you!”. “Thank you Ms. Y/N, okay will I think I have to go now my mom is here”. “Will I be seeing you this weekend?”. “Yes! I wouldn’t miss it, bye Ms. Y/N,” Megan waved at you before running into her mother arms. Waving to the child you turn around and continue towards the back of the building. “Y/N hey what’s up,” your friend Jeongin said as you walked into the back room. “Nothing much, Tiff asked me to come in and talk to the entertainment for tomorrow,” “Ahh okay, well you should probably go sit at the front desk you know just in case they came in soon”. “Yeah yeah I’m going,” you stood up and walked up to the door. “Oh, are you going to the party that happening tomorrow?”. “I should be, I heard it’s going to be the party of our high school career. Someone would be crazy if they didn’t go”. “Okay, I’ll guess I’ll see you tomorrow at the party”. “I’ll see you tomorrow Jeongin”. As you started to head up front you notice a guy who was probably a few inches taller then you leaning against a pole. He was wearing all black with a greyish-blue flannel wrapped around his waist. “Umm hey,” he said walking up to you. Getting a better look at him you notice all of the little details about him. His sharp chin and the way his hair flowed onto one side of his face. “What’s going on,” you thought to yourself “no no no he can’t be the entertainment for tomorrow. There is no way someone like him is the entertainment”. “Hey, I’m Seo Changbin, I’m the entertainment for Saturday’s event,” he said extending his hand out for a handshake. “Umm hi, I’m Y/N, yeah let me show you around the building,” you receiving his handshake “so we have all of the class on this side of the building all have access to the play area but the play area will be closed off for the event. On this side is the cafeteria that’s pretty standard. And over here is the gym type of area and this is where you will be for the event”. You walked over to the room and opened to door, holding it open for two to walk in. “It’s really roomy in here,” Changbin said walking around the room. “Yeah perfect for toddlers running around”. “This might be a random question but do you go to 4419 High?” Changbin turned and asked you. You're not going to lie but that question kinda catches you off guard. “Um yeah, I do I’m a junior there”. “Oh that’s cool, I go there too and we are in the same year”. “Wow, what are the odds, so are you going to the party tomorrow?’. “Yeah I am shocking, my friends are making me go, I’ll probably stay for like an hour or two before heading home, cause you know I have the event the next day”. “I’m glad that you are going you get to hear me rap”. “Wait,,, you rap?” “Yeah my group 3racha is performing well my friend Jisung and I are performing”. “Wait, Jisung kinda looks like a squirrel Jisung?”. “That’s the one, wait how do you know Jisung?” “He is my chemistry class.” “Wow what a small world”. “Yeah, so I’ll guess I’ll see you tomorrow?” Changbin said walking out of the room. “I guess so, umm do you know the way out so do I have to walk you out?” “I’ll think I’ll be fine Y/N. I’ll hope I’ll see you at the party?”. “Yeah, I’ll be around”. “Cool while I see you tomorrow then Y/N”. 06:34, your lovely alarm clocked decided that it wanted to go off. “Ugh,” you rolled over in your bed and placed your pillow our your head you tried to cancel the sound. And how lovely once your alarm FINALLY turned off you got a phone call. “WHO CALLING ME AT SIX IN THE MORNING!?” sitting up from your bed and looking at the caller I.D. “Y/N question,” you could her your phone cheerfully say from the other line. “Y/F/N, I have no clue, I have no idea why I’m even up right now”. “LISTEN Y/N THE PARTY IS TONIGHT AND WE HAVE TO LOOK AMAZING!” “WHY ARE YOU SHOUTING? Did you forget that it’s SIX O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING?!”. “I may have been up all night finishing my economics paper and drank like four cups of coffee in the past three hours. I’m kinda hype rn and will be okay for the party tonight,,, I hope”. “I hope you don’t end up in the hospital today that’s for sure,” you rolled over onto your back twitching at the sunlight that was hitting your face. “Y/N I’ll make sure that I don’t end up in the hospital today because I have to watch you live your life to the fullest”. “I will, I promise I’ll have a good time tonight. Now I’ll see you tonight for sure”. Finally, the time struck 18:00, you made your way toward the house. As you walked in you were greeted by a bunch of people who were in your year. It was a lively atmosphere and you were kinda glad that you went. Or more like your friend dragged you here but that’s okay. “Y/N! You made it?” Y/F/N said handing you a drink. “Here, drink up and let's party!!!”. Taking your hand and dragged you further into the main living area where all of the bands and rappers were setting up. The DJ was blasting music and everyone seemed to be having the time of their lives. “Y/F/N, you were right this party is really fun,” you said dancing your little heart out. “See Y/N, it’s nice to live a little isn’t it”. What felt like a whole two hours was only about thirty minutes tops. Not giving single care in the world you felt like you were on cloud 9. Just forgetting about the outside world and focus on being a teenager. “Boo”, you heard someone said behind you as they also poke your sides. Turning around you were faced with a friendly smile and turned into laughter once they saw your scared face. “Changbin, don’t do that,” you said smiling and lightly slapping him on the arm. “Come on, come get a drink with me”. He took your hand and lead you into the kitchen where there were drinks that every high school can deserve. “Here you go, and don’t worry it’s ginger ale,” he said winking and handing you a red solo cup “I know with the event tomorrow you probably wanted to stay sober tonight”. “Thanks, and do they even have alcohol here?” you questioned as you took a sip from the cup. “We weren’t supposed to but knowing some of the people are our school you never know. So are you going to stay and watch me rap?”. “Oh yeah, I forget you were performing tonight when you go on?” “Hopefully soon, I need to find Jisung but I have no idea where he is,,,” before Changbin could finish his sentence everyone heard a loud scream then a what sounded like someone falling. The two of you headed towards the main staircase where you see one Han Jisung dressed up in a Viking helmet. “What is he doing,” you asked laughing at the event in front of you. “I have no idea but I think we should help him up,” Changbin said grabbing your hand and walking you over towards Jisung to help him up. “Come on Jisung get up,” Changbin lifted him up. “Jisung what did you do?” you questioned his actions. Jisung lowers his head down and started to rub the back of his neck “let's not talk about that, I’m not proud of what just happened”. “Okay come on let’s get some ice,” you grabbed his arm walked with Changbin on the other side. The three of you walked to the nearest bathroom to help Jisung and his injury. During the whole time, Changbin couldn’t take his eye off of you. You didn’t know how why he was looking at you but just bring around him made you feel warm on the inside. “Snap out of it Y/N,” you said to yourself. “Okay Jisung looks like he going to be okay,” you said turning the faucet off. “Jisung do you think you will be able to perform today?”. “Bro, I’m always down to perform,” Jisung said standing up and walking towards the stage. “Umm, he looks like he really to perform as he never gotten injured before”. “It’s Jisung he his like a squirrel, he can fall but he will get back up again. Hey, I should join him on stage, I’ll see you after the show okay” Changbin winked at you before heading towards the stage. There you go, cheeks were turning a soft shade of pink, a small smile slowly grew on your face. “OH, WHAT IS THIS? Is Y/N blushing?? Okay, I need to know who won over your heart?” Y/F/N said pointing your arm. “It’s no one I swear”. Y/F/N looked in the direction where your eyes we're going towards Changbin. “NO shut up, you have the eye for Seo Changbin!”. “Be quiet,” you quickly put your hand over their mouth so no one else could hear them. “I can’t believe it, you Y/L/N Y/N like Seo Changbin, how?”. “I might him yesterday at work and he been friendly towards me ever since”. “You do know he like one of the darkest rappers at our school right? Like dark?”. “I mean he can’t be that dark, you can’t judge people by the style of rapping”. “Oh look they are starting soon, come on let get a better view,” as Y/F/N dragged you closer towards the stage. Soon the lights went dark for a hot second as the DJ was introducing 3RACHA. Changbin and Jisung soon got onto the stage and wow the audience with there rapping skills. Throughout the whole performance, you couldn’t take your eyes off of Changbin and that how you knew you were officially whipped. After there forty-five minute set they concluded and everyone was cheering for them. But of course, they are one of the most popular rap groups at your school. “Hey what time is it?” you asked your friend who was luckily on there at the time. “It is 22:42”. “Shit I have to go,” you rushed quickly to the door. “Y/N, leaving already?” Changbin asked standing in the doorway near the entrance. “Are you leaving too Changbin? I think you're leaving due to the same reason why I am leaving?”. “Can I walk you home?”. Not going to lie that took you by surprise by his question. But to be fairly honest Changbin has been surprising you every moment you been with him. “Sure,” you said grabbing your coat. Changbin opened the door for you like the gentleman that he his. The walk home was full of laughs and giggles, If you didn’t have the event tomorrow you would’ve loved spending the rest of the night with him, but you never know, you are going to see tomorrow. You have no idea that it’s going to bring. “Well we are here,” you said standing in the middle of your driveway. “Are you okay walking back by yourself? I feel so bad and it's late”. “I’ll be fine Y/N, don’t worry about me. I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said moving in closer and kissing you on the cheek. The two of you then said goodnights and you watch Changbin walk to the bus stop to catch it before it left. Once he was gone, you quickly rushed into your room and fell onto your bed lovestruck at the event that just happened. Soon you felt your eyelids get heavier and heavier as your mind thought about Changbin.

As the sun peak through your bedroom window and your alarm clock went off you slow rolled off of your bed onto the floor, showing that a new day was upon you. Slowly but surely you finally made your way into the kitchen and poured yourself a generous amount of coffee knowing the day that you had ahead of you. “Y/N, it’s nice to see you up at this hour,” your mother said walking into the room. “Morning’ mom, and yeah we have that welcome spring event today at the daycare so it's going to be a long but eventful day”. “And how was that party yesterday? Your father and I were very surprised by the time you came home at”. “Oh haha, I get it I don’t go to social events often stop judging me for being me”. “We love you, sweetie,” your mother gave you a hug before exiting. “Oh, your father has a business dinner tonight so we might not be home when you get home. “Okay I’ll text you guys when I’m home then, it’s no big deal”. The clock soon struck 8 and you knew it was time for you to start getting ready. Walking into your closet you picked out the comfiest pair of jeans that you own and one of your favorite t-shirts. Throw on a pair of comfy shoes and out of the house you went. The car ride wasn’t anything special, you just blasted your current favorite songs on the way to hype yourself up for the day. Plus cup of coffee that you had earlier was REALLY STARTING TO KICK IN LIKE WOAH. “Good Morning Y/N, are you ready for the event today,” one of your coworkers asked opening the door for you. “Maybe as I’ll ever be, do you know where Tiff is at? I should probably go get my assignment for the event”. “Oh yeah, she probably talking to the DJ of the event”. “Okay thanks,” you made your way to the room that Changbin will be stationed at. Walking in your were faced with a smiley familiar face, “Good Morning Y/N, how are you post-party” Changbin walked up next to you. “That party was physically draining, but I’m okay thanks for acting”. “Hey Y/N, I was wondering if,” “Y/N quick we need your help with formatting issues can you come for a second,” your coworker said cutting off changbin from his thought. “Yeah I’ll be right there,” you walked over towards them “We will talk later, I promise,” you looked back at Changbin as he smiled back at you and nodded. The event soon started and toddlers with there family soon began to flood the daycare. With all of the energy and screaming around it was a time of fun and games. You continued with your work and so did Changbin but once in a while the two of you would look over and lock in with each other. Cue blushing cheeks and butterflies in the stomach, YOu were WHipPEd. Once the event ended all you wanted to do was go home and sleep. All of the energy that you had at the beginning of the day was GONE! “Are you as tired as I am?” Changbin asked hugging you from behind. There was something about that hug just fill your soul with warmth and calmness. “Hey,” you turned around as he was still hugging you “I’m kinda hungry, do you want to go get something to eat?”. “Like a date?”. “I mean only if you want it to be, or we can get food as friends”. “I mean I love to Y/N but I was expecting you to answer yes when I asked you out for the first time”. Slowly you lowered your head onto Changbin chest due to shyness. Changbin soon grabbed your hand and brought you to the nearest restaurant where the two of you continued to talk for the rest of the night.

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wiggly-blue-shite · 6 years ago

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Chapter 16 The Bell Doesn’t Dismiss You (Tedgens)

More shitty parent stuff. Also slurs... yeah

"Of course you can stay here." Henry has an expression of deep concern.

I can stay here. That's good.

I don't have to go back to that house, MY FUCKING HOUSE, and deal with fucking Keith.

I hope mom is safe. She'll never love me the way she used to, if I ever tell her that I'm... bi. If Keith fucking lays a hand on her I swear to god!

Henry's worried about me. I should fake ok.

"Thank you." I kiss his forehead.

My father would disown me, not that he has any legal claim to me anymore. Then he'd kill me, in the most painful way he could. If he saw me right now kissing Henry, he'd kill both of us without a moments hesitation. A shot to the head each, execution style.

"Do you have your backpack and all your stuff for school tomorrow?" Henry works things out in his head. "You can borrow some of my clothes for tomorrow."

He has no clue what it's like. Like I don't have spare shit in my car and in my backpack at all times. I have enough shit in my car to live off of for three weeks.

"My backpack is always in my car, I have a couple spare clothes and pajamas in my car too." I really wish Henry didn't have to see this aspect of my life. "always gotta be prepared."

Has he seen the picture yet? No of course not. My account is private. One of my fucking snitch cousins must have sent the picture to mom. But no one would send it to Dad. No one wants me dead, I hope.

I'm not going to delete it either. It's a good picture and I'm really happy with how I look. I'm not ashamed.

"Ok." Henry looks like he's thinking about something. "It's a good thing my parents aren't home. They probably wouldn't let you stay."

"Why is that?" I don't want to think about my dad right now. I just want to look in Henry's eyes and think everything will be fine for a spilt second.

"They don't know you. They let Emma and Norah stay because they know them. Also they're girls. My mom would assume you were my boyfriend and-"

Boyfriend... it has a nice ring to it.

"What's wrong with that?" I only really say that because I know it'll fluster him. When he blushes it's hard to think of anything else so.

"We haven't even gone on a date, Ted." That can be fixed. Though if that were to happen I'd be faced with drama and death threats. "You just showed up at me house and kissed me in my kitchen." Henry looks really proud of that comment.

"Well when you say it like that, I sound like a creep." I chuckle a little. I kind of am a creep.

"Funny how that works." Henry smiles mischievously. It's one thing to make me sound like I'm a creep, it's another to imply that I'm a creep.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I raise my eyebrow and shift closer to him. His lips are so perfect.

"You tell me." Dork. I don want to think of anything but him.

I grab his face and kiss him. I let the world fall around me so all I can see and feel and smell and taste is him. I don't care about the outside world in this moment. Just Henry and his soft lips, and how he smells vaguely of strawberries, and the taste of his chapstick.

I pull away for a second just to catch my breath. Henry starts talking I have to mask my disappointment.

"So what do you want to do now? Because I want to get to know you better." Henry smiles. He's kind of on top of me, which I do not mind. But it's slightly uncomfortable. But he seems comfortable so I don't move.

I'm down for a get to know each other session.

"Ok. What do you want to know." My legs falling asleep so I have to move. Henry shifts off of me. I can feel the blood return to my leg. That's good.

Henry proposed this, he should ask the first question.

"Well I know your favorite color." Well I actually used to like red more. But I think purple might be my favorite color now. "Soo. What's your favorite holiday?"

Wow it has been a while since I have properly celebrated a holiday. Sure I wear costumes to school on Halloween, but no one trick or treats in my neighborhood. We don't exchange gifts on Christmas. Most years I spend Christmas Eve working, or at Bill's house. And then I work Christmas Day.

"I would say Christmas but I don't like hanging out with my family. So like Christmas with friends." If I actually spent Christmas with my mom and Keith, I would have tried to kill him by now. "I'm guessing yours is Halloween."

It's pretty obvious.

"What yeah how did you know?" Henry looks surprised like it was a wild guess. Like I just correctly guessed his favorite holiday is Arbor Day.

"Well it's a really dramatic holiday. You're a theatre dork so. It makes sense." I'm 90% every theatre nerds favorite holiday is Halloween.

Henry's sprawled our on the couch. His head is in my lap. I don't have to think about anything but him and what I want to know about him. And wow he's interesting.

"Ok wait. Dragons or dinosaurs?" Henry asks. That's a pretty silly question. I mean I guess I'll answer it.

"Dinosaurs" I remember lil elementary school me wanting to be an archeologist.

"What! That's ridiculous! The answer is obviously dragons." Henry shoots up with a dead serious look on his face. It's almost like this question has any stakes at all and isn't just petty.

"What dinos are pretty cool." I feel I owe that answer to the young innocent version of me. Your family structure is about to shatter and you'll lose all respect you had for your parents, not just in a teen rebellion way, but hey! Dinosaurs are still cool.

"Cooler than dragons? Look me in the eye and say that dinosaurs are cooler than dragons." He's really passionate about this I guess. Well I've come to understand he's really passionate about a lot of things. This is a weird one though.

"Dinosaurs are cooler than dragons." I don't really know if that's true. Nor do I care. But I chose a side, I'll stick to it.

"How?!" He's pretty cute when he's confused.

"I don't know." Why was I so into dinosaurs? Oh right giant lizards. "They're real. Well not anymore. But like they existed."

"What? How does that make them cooler? Dragons can breath fire!" I got to admit that's pretty cool. But I'm not just got to give him the satisfaction of winning.

"I guess we'll have to agree to disagree." I shrug because honestly I do not care.

"I don't know that I can get over this ted. This might be a deal breaker." This fucking adorable dramatic bitch.

"You're kidding." I know he's joking but honestly I wouldn't be fully surprised if he wasn't.

"I am." Henry leans in and kisses me lightly. Chills. I don't think I'll ever get over that. "But you are a dumbass" how sweet.

"That is correct." At least I'm self aware.

"It's getting late. We should go to sleep soon." Henry stands up. I don't want to be left alone to my thoughts. I wrap my arms around his waist so it's harder for him to walk away.

"Noooo sleep is stupid." I want to keep asking each other stupid questions and not have to sleep and think.

"Sleep is important, Ted." Henry has to be all healthy and shit.

I give the old puppy dog eyes. He looks down at me. He's not going to budge. Well resisting sleep is futile.

"My stuff is still in my car. I'll go get it." I don't want to leave this bubble of course. But I guess I should get my shit.

I stand up and go outside to my car. I open the trunk and grab the bag. I'm glad I washed everything two days ago at Paul's house. So at least it won't fucking smell awful.

I walk back into the house and close the front door. Henry walks down the stairs.

"So I'm sleeping on the couch?" I'm kind of use to sleeping on the floor, hence sleeping bag. So the couch would be a nice change.

"You don't have to." OH! Ok then. "I just don't want you to be alone."

"Awww you care about me." He's the sweetest person. I grab his face and kiss him again. Life is good.

I knew you were a fucking faggot.

I'm dead where I stand.

Fuck. I forgot I only have my fucking mother fucking god damn race car pajamas. I'm like a fucking seven year old Jesus Christ.

"I need a picture of you in those for personal reasons." Henry's giggling watching me setting up my sleeping bag. He wants a photo of me. I can't help but smile. That sentence would be creepy in most other situations.

He's got this super fuzzy rug that's nice and soft. That's a good place to sleep. So that's where I'm putting my sleeping bag.

"Pervert." I look up and wink at him. He giggles so more. Ridiculously cute.

"I am not! You just look adorable." Well at least he thinks these pajamas are cute and not stupid. I do like these, they're just childish.

"Damn right!" I can't help but laugh. I don't consider myself a cute person. But if he thinks I am, that's fine by me.

"You don't have to sleep on the floor." Henry sounds sincere. I know he's not saying I should sleep in the bed with him. But is he? That's moving pretty fast.

"Pervert!" I'm not mentally prepared for that so I'm going to sleep in the floor.

"I am not!" Henry throws a pillow at me. RUDE! He's so fucking adorable.

"Oh really?" I walk over to him.

"I'm not!" He has no right to be that hot.

I sit down on his lap. My breathing feels heavy. Everything is warm. What am I doing?

"are you sure about that?" I feel like I'm whispering.

Henry looks stunned. He's completely red. He's barely moving.

I press my lips on his.

Control yourself horndog

What am I doing? Ahh. I pull away and stand up. I go over to my sleeping bag and lay down. I'm the fucking worst Jesus Christ. I shouldn't have done that. I should apologize.

"Good night, Henry." Thats not an apology, dumbass.

"Night, Ted." Henry goes and turns the lights off and returns to his bed.

I stare up at the ceiling of his room. He has a couple of those glow in the dark stars. That's pretty damn cute.

Ok.

I need to sleep. Somehow.

Knowing that Keith is in my house. Knowing my mom loves him more than me. She'd probably throw me out on the street if I went home right now, so I'm kind of cutting out the middle man by staying here.

"Fucking fags are ruining this country." He would sit in front of the tv and drink. Mom really does have a type. "Teddy, what do you do if you see two boys kissing?"

"Shoot first ask questions later!" I didn't know better. I fucking idolized that pig, before I knew how fucking terrible he was.

Shoot first, ask questions later. I guess that's what he did. I haven't seen him since he was thrown in jail. Not that I'm complaining.

He is not my father. He would kill me on spot. That bastard will never be my father.

All of this has just been thrown at me at once. The whole bisexuality thing is pretty new, but I think it is me. It's a part of me. If they can't respect that, they are no family of mine.

#chaotic chapter #the bell doesnt dismiss you #tedgens #fanfic

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theweirdplaceismyhome · 5 years ago

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A Weird Scenario-thing (SPN/PJO crossover)

So this is a small scenario thing I wrote a while ago about a girl (Alexandra Winchester) who is from the PJO universe but fell through a portal into the SPN-verse when she was around 10. This is set around season 8 I guess, it's not very good but I'm proud of it :)

Warnings: Swearing

Words: 1155 (I think)

Ships: None really, I guess you could say that there’s implied destiel?

Notes: Alex is a daughter of Thanatos, and so she has wings, she was given a ring when her wings first appeared that hides them, and for some stupid reason she like messing around with it, and so of course, she’s going to drop it at some point. Honestly, I think she's just lucky it hasn't happened before. (Also this is a oneshot from a book that I'm considering writing if people are interested)

Anyway with that schist out the way, here is my terrible secret outed scenario thing-ma-bob

ALEX POV

The worst thing imaginable had happened.

Well, maybe not the worst, but it was still pretty bad.

I still couldn’t believe I’d dropped my ring.

Years, years, I had been hiding my wings, wearing that stupid ring to keep them out of sight.

And then I just dropped it, right there in the middle of the bunker. Like an idiot.

Obviously, Sam and Dean immediately asked what the hell I was, think something had replaced their little sister. (Idiots, the bunker is warded)

‘What are you talking about’ I had asked.

‘I’m your sister’ I had insisted.

Of course, they didn’t believe me and proceeded to drag me down to the bunkers prison.

They tried all the usual tests on me, holy water, salt, silver. Even a circle of holy fire – which I easily crossed, if you don’t count jumping over fire.

Let me set the scene; you’ve got Sam, Dean and I in the dungeon, they have me tied up in the sigil chains and standing up on top of the devil’s trap – which they know by now has no effect on me. Their faces are ones of complete stupor, they have no idea what I am.

So now, of course, Sam leaves to research while Dean stays to interrogate me.

Fun.

“Alright, listen here you son of a bitch,” he’s pacing the floor in front of me almost as soon as Sam shuts the door, “you may have thought it would be funny, to be honest I don’t really give a damn about why you did it, but sneaking in here looking like my little sister, that was a damn stupid idea.” Oh joy, he’s glaring now, we’re about to get serious.

“You see, I’m protective of my sister, and it’s my responsibility to look after her. I’ll do whatever it takes to get her back and trust me when I say I have no problem ganking you.”

If only he knew that the monster he’s threatening to kill was his sister.

Wonder how protective he’d be of me then.

No, that’s not fair, he’s friends with Cas, and he’s an angel, so why would finding out his adopted sister was a demigod make him hate me?

Well probably because he knew Castiel was an angel from the second they met, everyone’s convinced I’m a human. Well, they were until today.

“As I’ve already told you, I am your sister!” I was actually surprised that I wasn’t freaking out, you’d think I’d be losing it, having my big secret outed and all.

“Really? I missed the bit about my sister having wings then?” He sneered, gesturing towards the wings that were spread behind me and evidently not believing a word I was saying.

“Fine, you don’t wanna believe me? Then ask me some questions only Alex would know the answer to.” Surely this would work.

Dean seemed to contemplate this for a moment, “Fine. But answering them correctly doesn’t mean I’ll believe you.”

I nodded.

He was quiet for a second, then he asked; “What did Alex threaten to do to Sam when he wouldn’t shut up about his book?”

That one was easy, I remembered it clearly. It had been midnight and I was trying to get to sleep, but Sam was chattering away about how amazing his latest book was, and he wouldn’t let me sleep.

“I threatened to throw a knife in his face if he didn’t shut up and let me sleep.”

Dean nodded, “And what were her first words to John when we found her by that road?”

Ahh, the first time I had met the Winchesters. I tried not to think of the event that led to me being found by them, instead focussing on the memory of John Winchester asking me why I was out in the woods by myself.

“I said ‘Please don’t hurt me, I promise I’m not a danger’ then proceeded to punch him in the abdomen and run into the woods.”

There was a little light in Dean’s eyes as he recalled our first meeting, but it quickly disappeared.

“What do me and Sam call Alex, what is her nickname?”

“You call me Lexi, and sometimes you call me Alexandra to annoy me.” These were such easy questions, where were the harder ones?

Dean had just opened his mouth to speak when Sam opened the door, walking in with a few sheets of paper in his hand.

“So, get this, there are multiple creatures with wings, but almost none of them fit, except one god, Thanatos, the Greek god of death.” Sam walked over to dean, handing him the few sheets of paper he had.

“This is death?!” Dean pointed at me, disbelief evident in his eyes, “Death is pretending to be my sister?!”

“You know, you could just ask me what I am.” I pointed out.

After a moment, Sam sighed and turned to face me.

“Fine, I’ll bite, what are you?”

I was gonna have to tell them, wasn’t I.

Well, yeah, you idiot, if you didn’t want to tell them you shouldn’t have said that should you?

Thanks, me.

You’re welcome.

Shut up.

I’m you, that makes no sense.

Well, may as well get it over with before I started to freak out – it was gonna happen at some point after all.

“I’m a demigod.” I focused on breathing properly, ahh, here was the inevitable panic, “A daughter of Thanatos.”

My brothers exchanged looks; I was pretty sure they believed me.

“Where’s our sister then?” Dean turned to look at me, and shit, did he think I was dead?!

“I’m your sister, dumbass, I’m your adopted demigod sister Alexandra.”

Dean clearly didn’t believe me, but Sam was looking less skeptical than before.

“Call Cas in if you don’t believe me, he’ll be able to tell if I’m lying.” I had always been careful not to let Castiel touch me, using the shadows to heal myself if I was injured, not letting our skin touch. He would probably be able to tell I wasn’t human just from touching me.

Sam didn’t even bother trying to reach Cas, it was well known in our makeshift family that he rarely came if it wasn’t Dean praying.

Dean said his prayer, and once Cas arrived (almost instantly-a profound bond is his excuse every single fuckin’ time, of course neither Sam nor I believe him, but it’s just not worth the breath trying to talk sense into the oblivious fuck) he was filled in on what had happened.

I had next to no warning before I had two angelic fingers on my forehead and I felt some sort of hand-sorting through my memories, but not painfully. A few seconds passed, then a minute, and finally, Castiel was done.

“She is not lying.” He turned to face Sam and Dean, “This is Alex, daughter of Thanatos.”

THE END

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stayupnaddie · 6 years ago

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part one

"Good day everyone, I'm really glad you're all here today. I know we all have different stories to tell, but all of us share the same experience. The same pain of loosing people that are important to us. And I'm glad because the seven of you being here is a sign that you guys are finally ready to move on, or at least take that first step forward."

The man smiled encouragingly at us. He's good at this, it doesn't feel like he memorised his speech, it comes out from him naturally that makes me wonder if he has been doing this Before.

That's how everything is now, the Before and the After. Before Thanos snapped his fingers and erased half of the Earth's population; and After he ruined and broken everything including happiness, dreams and hope.

"Why don't we start by introducing ourselves? My name is Steve Rogers, you can call me Steve." He then smiled expectantly at me, with a clear message of wanting me to introduce myself next.

Well, being as I'm the only girl in here, I might as well just get the introduction over with.

"Hi, I'm Lizelle. 21 years old." I bit my lip because I didn't know what else to say.

What else is there to say anyway?

Thankfully Steve nodded and moved to the guy beside me, and the poor boy folded into himself, like he's trying to hide himself even if it was impossible because he's gigantic.

"I'm Sanha. 19 years old." He was so shy and uncomfortable to the point that it was painful to watch. Steve gave him an encouraging smile and moved on to the handsome guy beside him.

"My name is Eunwoo, I'm 22 years old." He said formally.

"You look really familiar, do I know you from somewhere?" Steve asks.

"He's an actor." The buff guy seating directly in front of me said.

"I used to be. Before." Eunwoo corrected.

Again, Before and After.

I felt the urge to laugh and I had to pinch my thigh to stop myself. The idea of meeting an actor, and a really handsome one at that might have been exciting Before. But now I'm in a freaking support group with him in an abandoned restaurant basement re-vamped into a meeting place for traumatised After survivors.

What a joke.

"My name is Jinjin, I'm 23 years old." The next guy said. He has a cute and kind face. I bet he would look cuter if he's smiling. If he can still manage to smile.

"Moonbin, 21 years old." The buff guy in front of me said.

Eunwoo's perfect looks might be intimidating, but it's because he's most probably prettier than me. But Moonbin is intimidating in a different way. A more darker way. He's radiating an aura of "fuck off" and ironically, it just makes him a lot more mysterious. I wonder how badly damaged he is.

"Hi, I'm Rocky. 20 years old." Another intimidating one. But I guess he has been the serious type even Before.

"My name is Mj, I'm 25."

In a weird way, I expected him to laugh, or smile at the very least. But he just pursed his lips and it rested into a straight line again. I looked at his face carefully and wonder why I expected him to laugh in the first place.

Ahh, it's because of his laugh lines. They aren't wrinkles per se, but his face looks like a face that is used to smiling and laughing a lot. A contrast to Rocky's.

"It's nice to meet you guys. So here we all are, part of the other half who survived." Steve started.

We might as well have died with the other half too, looking at how traumatised and broken we all are.

"Who wants to talk first?" Steve asks, and when no one answered he smiled a little. "You can talk about anything. What you've been up to lately. What you miss the most. What you've lost. Your plans for the future, or at least, plans tomorrow?"

Moonbin leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees before speaking, "It's just so fucking unfair."

"What is?"

"This entire thing. How can he just wipe away half of our population? Who gave him the right? And.. and why are we here while they're gone?" Moonbin's voice is shaking with venom. I'm pretty sure that if he has the means to bring back Thanos from the dead, he would just so he can kill the monster himself.

"Everyone lost someone." I couldn't help but say.

"Who are they, Moonbin? Who did you loose?" Our speaker asks calmly.

"I was going to propose to her. I prepared everything for more than a month. I worked my ass off and saved up for the ring, for the wedding, for our future together. And then she just.." His voice broke and my heart broke right with it.

This is too familiar. I know exactly how he feels. Bummer how the reason for my crippling pain is not as uncommon as I thought it was. I've been suffering alone for a long time that I forgot that the entire world went through the same hell I did.

"She disappeared right in front of my eyes. I couldn't do anything but just watch the love of my life turn to dust. I didn't even have a freaking clue what was happening."

"None of us did." Mj suddenly spoke, "I was in a meeting when it happened. I was worried sick for weeks because I was finally gonna show the building I designed to our boss. If my design was chosen, my dreams would finally come true. I remember thinking that it was the most important meeting of my life." He laughed, but there was no humor in it. "Imagine that, thinking that a meeting was the most important thing happening in your life while a bunch of heroes fight for the entire universe's life. Now I don't even know why I bothered drawing that building, why I even bothered becoming an architect in the first place."

"You're an architect? Then you can do something those heroes couldn't do." We all looked at Steve quizzically. "You can help rebuild our world. Draw houses, rebuild buildings and bridges and tunnels."

Mj shook his head, "I stopped drawing. I haven't picked up a pencil since that day. And I don't really think I ever will."

"Never say never, Mj. We are the ones that's left. We need to do something, anything for our world. Because if we don't, then who will?"

Steve continued talking about being heroes in our own way, about how we can help the world, about how big the impact is of our small actions.

I zone out to most of it, to be honest. And I think the six boys did too. I wonder why they even bothered to come here if they weren't even planning to listen to Mr. Positive in the first place.

Why am I here anyway?

Finally, an hour passed and our time here is done. We bid Steve goodbye and silently left the basement together.

"Are you going to come back here?" Sanha suddenly asks the six of us. If I remember correctly, he's the youngest one of us, but he's the tallest. It's also obvious how much courage it took for him to ask us that question, so I answered him.

"Maybe. It's just an hour per week."

"Yeah, and it's not like I have something better to do." Jinjin said.

Sanha looked at the ground and nodded. He looks so like such a baby at that moment that I instantly wanted to protect him. I don't know this child, but I'm going to take care of him as best as I can.

"Do you guys want to grab some dinner?" Eunwoo asked, and as if on que Sanha's stomach growled.

In other circumstances, it would have been funny but Sanha looked so embarrassed that no one dared laugh.

Eunwoo smiled a little and patted Sanha's back, "Come on, I'm going to treat you dinner."

"Really?" Sanha's eyes practically shined.

This poor child, I wonder if he's eating enough. For a growing boy his age, food is really important. I wonder if his parents survived.

"My auntie actually has a restaurant. It's nothing fancy, but the food is really great. Do you guys wanna try it?" Rocky suggested, but I almost couldn't hear him because his voice was just barely above whisper.

I shrugged, "I don't have anything to do anyways so I'm game."

"I'm gonna go." Moonbin announced, he turned around abruptly and walked away.

"Me too. Enjoy your meal guys." Mj said and walked after Moonbin.

We watched them in silence. I do get it though, it was really hard for me to start making friends After. But it's been almost three years, I should get a life. I should move on.

That's what Manuel would have wanted.

I inhaled deeply and faced Jinjin, Eunwoo, Rocky and Sanha. "Should we go eat, then?"

#astro imagine #astro au #jinjin #mj #cha eunwoo #eunwoo #moonbin #rocky #yoon sanha #sanha #minhyuk #stayupnaddie #myungjun

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thecrotchhand · 6 years ago

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health class >:(

-ug

-did somebody say rick of suicide

-”ooh, there’s a laser!” -student teacher

-good ways to manage stress- “punching a hole through the wall”

-”do you have a long-term goal?” “dying”

-”we should deport justin bieber back to canada”

-”if you say you're gonna do something, then do it" "i'm gonna kill myself ;))"

-"i'm busy singing Africa by Toto" *off-key singing continues*

-"when you lose weight, where does it go?" "it goes to weight heaven"

-the guy next to me started playing Africa quietly from his phone

-"i'm talking to bowl cut. just kidding chris. i love you." "...i'm getting a haircut."

-"you don't lift to get swole" -st

-"that sounds not good for you" "i'm gonna try it"

-"during pregnancy, the women in here are gonna need more folate, iron, and calcium" "no, i'm gonna need a coathanger"

-"liar liar pants for hire"

-"is eustress good stress or bad stress?" (long silence) "it's good stress! yay!" -st

-good ways to relax- "11 hours straight of anime"

-"everything's gonna be ok" lmao good joke

-"precipitation... wait i mean perspiration. it still counts, it's raining from your body."

-ways to manage depression- "kill yourself :D"

-help the teacher (flynn) has been yelling at us for the past five minutes

-uh oh she said damn it's gettin' wild

-she went back into her office after and all of a sudden we hear a quiet "oh, happy Wednesday"

-"is it possible to have an abortion 700 weeks late?"

-"what's the r-word we talked about?" "rawr XD"

-"what does autonomy mean?" "it's like grey's anatomy but for cars"

-alcoholism is a good sims trait

-guy: sneezes

guy's friend: "god bless... america"

-”what do you say to your sibling during an argument?” "you should've been aborted" “no”

- "your personality might be kind of boring" "like a potato!" "yeah"

-"what does down to earth mean?" "it means you're like the lorax, you speak for the trees"

-"he was happy?" "yeah! put him working with me and larson for ten years and... we fixed him!"

-the student teacher generally has a habit of sarcastic yaying and it entertains me

-"jason (chris) move your head" "just throw a rock at it, it'll move"

-someone was trying to come up with weird phobias and someone suggested genital herpes

-"sir you've been diagnose with hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia " "aahHH"

-"if someone comes up to you and says a mean word, you're gonna be upset" "hey sam" "what" "fuck"

-"i found a big circle"

-"*cough* flynn"

flynn, out of nowhere: "i heard that"

-"have you guys seen cabin in the woods?" "wait, the one with the cabin in the woods?"

-:(

-"let's say you don't have a gun" "pft, not in america"

-we were talking about miscarriage and cody goes "fetus... deletus"

-examples of anger- "when mcdonald's doesn't have ice cream"

-video from the 80's: "depression isn't talked about"

-a seal saved this guy's life and he just: 'ah yes it was all because of god' ¿¿¿???

-80's commercials are the weirdest shit

-yepperdoodles

-"...gonna get addicted to xanax"

-"you guys all did a really good job on your tests" "i got a C" "i got a D+" "yeah there wasn't a single person i was not happy with"

-"you say you see really good scores, but what i'm seeing is a D"

-examples of compromise- "i got a D+, but i feel i deserved an A, so let's meet in the middle with a C" "but what do i get out of it?" "if he passes the class, you don't have to see him anymore"

-"oh no my one feeling"

-"what are some ways to resolve conflict?" "killing yourself"

-"put away the candy this is health class"

-(talking about conflict) "...then the fire nation attacked"

-(softly) "yo what the heck dawg"

-"if they started a rumor-" "kill them"

-"when i was-" "a young boy"

-"you got two more weeks with the student teacher, then you get me back" *high pitched screaming*

-"they never broke out, and then one of them broke out"

-"wrestling uniforms are skimpy"

-(across the room) "hey man, can i touch your butt?" "i don't mind, dude"

-"let's say my wife is going to leave me and i'm... celebrating! oh wait"

-"they're fat and skinny, they're white, black, pink, purple, and orange-" "trump"

-"listen, idiotface"

-"do you think... the government is hiding the cure for cancer...?"

-i love government conspiracy theories during health

-"i... declare... bAnkrUptCY"

-"are we watching a movie?" "maybe if we're lucky it's the ring and it'll kill us"

-lmao i don't need drugs to feel numb

-"aww, flynn, we know you're drinkin' a bottle in the back room" "yeah, just look at ya, why wouldn't i?"

-The Weed™

-"weed stops your sperm from being produced correctly" "perfect, it's birth control too"

-"weed might shrink your... parts" "i think i'll just stick to meth"

-"weed might give you a special needs child" "it's wilson 2.0!"

-"i'm gonna be a drug dealer but not a mean one like a nice, happy 'eyy, wanna buy some drugs? :3'"

-oh no, grandma's growing weed in the basement

-"ahh, the weed's on fire"

-"guess that's how they caught the drug dealers. the deer were high"

-teacher: "ooh, i just sounded like yoda: don't smoke The Weed™"

-"hey, where can you buy a still? asking for a cousin"

-"raise your hand if you want to watch hentai"

-this guy keeps responding to people with "yes, my child?"

-"they put aborted fetuses in vaccines" "oh honey no"

-"how do you keep yourself from getting sick?" "stop breathing"

-examples of painkillers- "cocaine"

-"i know elvis presley is still alive because the king never dies"

-biggest drinker in our grade: "am i gonna be an alcoholic?" class: "you already are"

-c o m p r o m i s i n g p o s i t i o n

-"trick question, i am hentai"

-"what would you do... if i said i could put you in your own hentai"

-"you're gettin' a hole in your nose oh my goodness"

-"depression" "nope" "wait... depression"

-"I can't remember the happiness i felt before drugs" "i can't remember feeling happiness at all"

-"oh you're back! just in time for meth"

-"oh my garage"

-"lotta meth in that town" "nah just incest"

-"it kills your brain cells. which some of you can't afford (staring directly at the class alcoholic)"

-"why do dentists have the highest suicide rate?? probably because everyone hates the dentist, i dunno"

-"that's accusations" "uuuuuhh no" "oh"

-"oh my gads. you got some meth?"

-"in the puss!" "terms" "sorry. vag!"

-"there's a pretty good chance that drug came out of someone's anal cavity" "that's why i don't do heroin"

-"hey, whose buttocks did this come out of?"

"i'm gonna go shoot myself with some dog food, brb"

-"oh my chicken pie"

-"i've been told we're gonna draw a penis"

-help they're genuinely discussing giving babies steroids

-"most of the female reproductive cells are useless" "just like my brain cells"

-the teacher keeps referring to developing babies as "little rat" and "alien creature"

-"if you eat my period snacks, i will eat you"

-*chiming* "is that santa??"

-"what's the only fluid that doesn't go to the baby?" "water" "no" "air" "no" "earth" "..." "fire"

-"you're supposed to snort those calcium pills" "don't snort the calcium pills"

-"mr. o'reilly, when'd you miss your period?"

-"is it true you puke the day after you get pregnant?" "no, if you puke the day after, it's from the alcohol the night before"

-fetus = jumbo shrimp

- i too, am a very sad lookin' heart

-"no, you cannot throw up your baby"

-"now that we've taken the baby home, we need to figure out what to do with it" "flush it down the toilet"

-"if you wear a hat all the time, all your hair is gonna fall out and die" "ha ha kevin, you're gonna die"

-"since i was 14. and i'm 112"

-"big dumb"

-"what do you want to be when you grow up?" "dead"

-"my parents say: 'hey... whatcha doin' with that 24-pack?'"

-"did jeffery dahmer's mom love him?" "hope not"

-"ohh i love the smell of babies *sniff sniff*"

-"they can be found in places that are... places"

-"why are there rotting apples under here?" "no you gotta let those ferment"

-"what's something you lose by age 3?" "hope"

-the guy in front of me had marvel porn on his phone????????????? hentai hulk's bright red ass is permanently ingrained in my mind

-"what am i supposed to do to live 2 more years? wrap myself in bubble wrap and eat brussel sprouts?"

-"for every 10 pounds overweight you are, subtract 1." "-50"

-"you're wearing a flamingo shirt, you're no one's favorite"

-"you don't snort viagra"

-"how do you feel about having guns in our home?" "how do you feel about how quickly i'd use it to kill myself?"

-"hey, 2 seniors walking down the hallway! wanna give her your papers?" "outta my way. hey! get back here and gimme your papers, ya bums."

-"it's not just the genitals that transfer STDs" "left calf"

-"what if they got an STD some other way?" "drinking sprite"

-"...serial monogamy-" "cereal is for mornings"

-"...trading sex for-" "chicken nugget"

-"you wanna try sex wearing a hazmat suit, go ahead" "don't kinkshame me"

-"STI: spaghetti time infection. it's an epidemic"

-"g- ross"

-"AIDS didn't come from sex with a monkey" "it's definitely about sex with monkeys"

-"what kinds of drugs do i need if i have AIDS?" "nothing, you wanna die"

-"do you know what they do to get rid of genital warts?" "chop your dick off" "mix wart cream with water and drink it"

-oh no they found out what they do get rid of genital warts

-"they shove a q-tip in your penis" "iiiiii'd rather die"

-"is that what tinder is? swipe right if you want crabs?"

-"i would suggest not setting your genitals on fire"

- "your penis doesn't do tricks"

-"do you have a driver's license? *nod* "do you have a car?" *nod* "are you a big boy?" *unsure nod*

-"i know it's only the last day but i will make you suffer for every last minute" "then i'll just do what i always do *sleeps*"

-our resident alcoholic was washing the board and people were jokingly flirting with him so he tied his shirt into a bikini and continued washing so the teacher docked him points for it. don't worry he was already failing

#quotes #notes #class #american school #american schools #meme #wtf #out of context quotes #offensive humor #i wouldn't be surprised if our class is the one that causes our teacher to become an alcoholic

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You have great taste in music! I really like R&B-style songs too! My playlist is so long bc whenever I hear a kpop song I like, I just it to the playlist rather than my library. Pdx101 is the first (and only) survival type show I've seen, it was simultaneously great and awful, but I'm glad I watched it. Yeah, evil editing can be annoying and it's unnecessary, I'm more interested in watching the performances and seeing them put them together and having fun -carat anon 1/?

I've heard of Immortal Songs, but I haven't watched it, I've seen clips where svt was on it tho. Being indecisive is something I can honestly relate to. I'm sure you'll make the right decision regarding the carat bong tho. I like talking to you too, it's fun! We seem to have quite a bit in common. Also, nope I'm a ghost, I died twice, after both MV teasers, this comeback is gonna slap me with a ton of bricks. Oh I've heard of Vincent Blue I think! I saw him on Youtube, I think he did a cover of something that I really liked, I think Jimin Park was also in the video maybe. I'll definitely give it a listen! Lmao I could totally see Seokmin being like "let's walk!" and I'd be like, "seriously? do we have to?" but then he'd make some cute puppy dog face and I'd cave. Hmmm I'm not sure if Shua would've watched YOI, I haven't seen it either, I'd rather watch something like BNHA with him Okay Sims is so good! That was one of my favourite things to do with my friends when I was younger, playing Sims alone is fun, but with other people, it's a whole different experience. I feel like Wonwoo would enjoy it and find it really amusing. YES OMG THE SECOND TEASER, I'M EVEN LESS READY NOW. LIKE ARE THEY TRYING TO KILL ME? Oh that must've been really hard on you, I got into kpop around that time so tbh it felt weird to get into SHINee plus I don't really stan older gen groups. But I really like Key's solo debut! Honestly that whole album is so good. Omg I love Monsta X! I got to see them in concert last month, it was honestly the best experience I've ever had, they're unbelievable on stage. Who's your bias? Mine's Jooheon. I stan a lot of groups, and listen to a whole lot more, maybe I have a problem lmao, but svt are my ults. I love that you went with dog breeds, they all fit so well! You did a good job for such a difficult question haha. I had fun looking up pics of those dog breeds since I haven't heard of some of them. Is it safe to assume you prefer dogs over cats or are you an animal lover who loves all animals? What's your favourite animal outside of those? Oh Anne! My name spelt backwards is Anne J. I'll let you figure that out lmao. We're getting close to the reveal now? When is it supposed to be again? -carat anon

1. Ahh thanks!! R&B just hits different LOL. I think it really allows for singers to show off their voices and technical talent. Def def def check out Vincent Blue tho!

2. Same with the whole drama and evil editing thing. Honestly the only reason I started watching Under 19 was because I was really bored and was interested in how some of the boys would perform but it started to get kinda dramatic with guys leaving and getting kicked out and blah blah blah so I tend to stick with other kinds of entertainment shows.

3. I literally just saw the second teaser and I’m gonna have to agree with you on this one, I’m dead too. Don’t even know how I made it this far as a carat without actually dying from shock from how freaking amazing they are. Hit is gonna be such a frickin bop. DROP IT ALREADY YOU COWARDS

4. oh YUP Seokmin could ask me to do anything and I’d do it willingly, no questions asked. I’m also definitely the friend in my group that insists that we can walk no matter the distance so he wouldn’t even have to try that hard with the puppy face but let’s be real I’d fake being annoyed about it so he’d give me the puppy eyes LOL

4. Ooh yes BNHA!! Or maybe even like SNK, Tokyo Ghoul, Death Parade...or we could tackle having a Naruto marathon LOL. I was caught up with Naruto at one point but then I stopped watching it and now I’m totally lost again hahaha. I also started rewatching One Piece last summer and got to episode 400 something...maybe I’ll get back on that again,,,

5. Man my parents only let me play educational computer games when I was younger so the only experience I have with sims is watching other people play! I could see the appeal tho

6. Yea, Jonghyun’s death was something that really made me stop and think about how life can be so uncertain. It was really rough bc he was one of my biases and his funeral was on my birthday that year too and idk I kinda just didn’t really know how to continue being a fan of theirs after that. But like I said, I recently got back into them and just relish the fact that his voice has been immortalized through their older songs :’)

7. DAMN HOW Y’ALL BE AFFORDING KPOP CONCERT TICKETS?? I know someone that’s gonna be seeing Svt in Seoul for Ode To You and I’m over here with my broke ass tryna figure out how to save for if they ever come to the states sdlkfjsdjflsdkfjsldkf

8. My bias is Hyungwon bc he’s like...a living meme. There’s that one gif of him sipping his starbucks and looking all shady and it makes me laugh bc I’ve totally done the same thing before and actually do it pretty frequently LMAO. But I also really like Shownu. Have you watched his mukbang series with M2??? That show got me through the last few weeks of college I swear to god, and especially the eps where Wonho was a guest star had me DEAD

9. Yea I don’t like actively stan a lot of groups but listen to a bunch here and there so I get what you mean! I guess for a while I was really into SNSD but it never got to the point that I’d say I was a stan. Svt and SHINee will always be my true loves (though yea Monsta X is creeping up there too)

10. HAHA THANK U I picked dog breeds bc I was gonna do animals but I feel like that’d get boring bc like everyone says Jun and Woo are like cats, Hoshi calls himself a tiger and ppl think he’s a hamster, Mingyu is a puppy, etc. So I figured since I love dogs a lot and I also love svt a lot....why not combine the two lolol

11. I do love both dogs and cats (and all other animals) but if I had to only choose one to have as a pet I’d go with a dog for sure!! They’re just,,,so pure,,,precious BABIES. My favorite dog breed is probably the samoyed! I love that they have those cute smiles. Just thinking about it makes my heart melt :’) But other than dogs, I had a phase where I was SUPER into pandas. I think part of it was that I identified with having really bad dark circles and always being tired LOL. Lowkey I still am obsessed with them but you can’t pet pandas soooooooo...

12. So...Jenna? Unless I’m somehow a dumbass? LOL

We really do seem to have a lot in common, so I’m excited for the reveal! If I remember correctly, it’s on the day that Hit gets dropped heh

But also with the whole carat bong thing,,,I heard they might not be selling V1 anymore???? So???? I might be forced to buy V2???? idk man idk

#carat anon #these are getting longer and longer LOL

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