#Isabella’s lullaby is just so calming!

[small-world-au]

Sora let out a dramatic gasp, “did she now?”, He chuckled as he took Lila gently into his arms,“You’re just so full of energy, aren’t you Lily???”

Stone just sighed,“I told her it was nap time and she then said she wasn’t tired! I suppose SOMEONE gave her a little TOO much sugar!”, he said, turning his head towards Skipp.

“I told you not to give too much candy apples before her nap time!”

“In my defense, how could I said ‘no’ to that adorable little face!”

Stone groaned as Sora chuckled, gently rocking a giggling Lila in his arms.

“Looks like you guys are having a little too much fun, huh?”, Sora asked as he nuzzled the little girl as he hummed her a tune.

Stone’s cheeks turned a bright pink as he watched the scene unfold.

Sora was walking towards the trio’s shelter. He had a basket filled with supplies and food for everyone he got from the market with Olive’s help.

Just as he was about to announce his arrival, he heard a giggles coming from the shelter.

He took a peek inside.

Inside he saw the trio chasing around…a blanket with tiny feet at the bottom???

“Um, is everything ok here?”, he asked.

𝙑𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 "𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙚𝙩" 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙪𝙥

V: yep, everything's fine, Lila's just bein difficult today

𝙇𝙞𝙡𝙖'𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙥𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙤��� 𝙑𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙚'𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙎𝙤𝙧𝙖

L: hi!!

@small-world-au

[car-o-line]

Can you do tpn hcs for a fem! reader that's extremely silent, very antisocial, and withdrawn and is a girl of very few words, but also intelligent on a terrifyingly dangerous level, and she often jump scares people due to how quiet she is?

A.N: I saw this comment on Isabella’s lullaby on yt and it said, “Gotta appreciate Ray for keeping his goth aesthetic despite the white clothing he wears all the time” and it was just really funny😭😭😭

WARNING: This has spoilers for TPN/ also fem!reader.

Tpn characters with a fem!reader of few words

Emma:

Sunshine and moon friendship for sure.

Though she was a bit intimidated by you at first.

She swore up and down that’d she’d make you open up to people more.

She doesn’t mind your silence really, she just wants you to learn how to express yourself!

And she also wants to hear you voice-

She’s probably only heard you voice a few times, but she cherishes them so much.

You probably spoke a bit more when Emma and Norman had found out the secret about the orphanage.

(You found out because Emma and Norman told you outside near the wall before they told Ray, but Ray was spying on you 3 so it doesn’t matter)

Your intelligence scares Emma tbh.

Like you’re probably on Mamas level of wits.

Honestly when you do talk she probably misses what you say because of how excited she gets when you do talk.

Sometimes she doesn’t even know that you’re in the same room as her, and it makes her feel really bad :(

Like sometimes you four will have a meeting and she’ll randomly be like,

“Wait, where’s y/n!? She’s part of the-”

“She. Is. Right. There.”

“What? looks beside her oh!”

You scare her so bad sometimes omg.

She has to constantly look around to make sure that you’re in or not in the same room she’s in.

Regardless she thinks that you’re the best sister ever, even with how quiet you are.

Norman:

You’re personal translator.

Somehow he knows what you’re thinking without showing it on your face, even if you tried to mask it. So after a while you just kinda relied on him to express what you’re saying.

It’s kind of scary actually.

He doesn’t mind your quiet nature, he thinks you’re calming in a sense.

When the secret was discovered he expected you to remain stoic, for an emotional y/n was uhm..unnatural.

In which you did, though he could see a bit of sorrow in those blank eyes of yours.

Like I said when you do speak it’s a surprise but he’s not like Emma where he’s too excited to hear you, he’ll think it’s nice to hear your voice but doesn’t make it a big deal.

Intelligence wise, you both are pretty head to head.

You both probably play chess a lot.

You like it because of the minimal interactions, he likes it because it’s a learning experience.

He’ll challenge you to more activities as well.

Especially tag.

Please stop scaring him though.

At least once a day he gets jump scared by you, during tag, in the halls, or even just standing he gets on edge.

So his solution? He asked you to tap his shoulder whenever you enter his vicinity.

It saves him lots of heartaches.

Ray:

Relates to you at a point.

You’re antisocial, he’s an emo. Same thing.

He wasn’t worried about your shipment coming early because you’re hella smart.

He honestly does not give af if you spoke or not.

Thought you were mute when you came into the orphanage but Isabella shut down that theory and simply told him that you didn’t like talking.

You give him heart attacks sometimes.

Like when everyone is playing tag while he’s reading, sometimes he looks to the side just to see you staring at him over his shoulder.

Please stop.

He loves you greatly but just stop.

“What are you doing, go play tag.”

“😐”

“I’m not reading to you.”

Honestly he’s surprised Isabella didn’t make you be the traitor.

But he wouldn’t want that burden on you anyway.

After Norman’s departure you became a little more talkative, not having someone to rely on translating for you anymore.

Don’t push it tho, a sentence per day.

“Emma, do you think I should wear a skirt or pants..?”

Those were literally the first words he’s heard you said since you found out the secret.

He hopes you’ll talk to HIM soon🙄

[ngmn2002]

Ch 107: Random Thoughts part 2

Part 1

Soooo goooood!!!!!! My little cuties!!!!!!!

AWWWW!!!!! They are so lovely!!!

How graceful, how radiant, how magnificent, how elegant, how captivating, how perfect, how cool-looking..... oooooh!!!! ♡

OOOOH!!!!! Sweet girl!! Lovely girl!! Cute girl!! You captured my heart!!! ♡

I did talk about this little thing in here. Find a thing in common. Get along well together. Have lots of fun. Enjoy the other's company and warm up to each other. ♡♡

2 pure gentle optimistic souls. Amane really needs to see these 2 lightning up the darkness of the world. They shine too brightly. No darkness is a match for their natural light. His tiny light of hope. ♡

♡♡

Let's sing together for a bright future!!! ✨ A future ✨'where all the troubles melt away… and every dream comes true'.✨

Back on track....

Nene-chan turning around to look at Tsukasa is just... so heartwarming! so gentle! His face looks so warm & gentle... assuming she sees his face like that... OOOh!!! Mission accomplished, Tsu! ♡ Nene-chan's heart became lighter! she opened up to you even if just a little! and she fell asleep! I know a little fact of "kids fall asleep when they feel safe and trust their surroundings" She trusts you and feels safe around you Tsu!! You did it!! ♡ You did it!! ♡♡ YOU DID IT!!! ♡♡♡ You did too many great things!! Got her to have fun!! ♡ got her happy and gave her an enjoyable time!! ♡♡ sang alongside her!! ♡♡♡ got her to sleep feeling at ease!! ♡♡♡♡ Got her to start opening up to you!! ♡♡♡♡♡ trusting you!!! ♡♡♡♡♡♡You did all that, Tsu!!!! OOOH!!! ♡♡♡ ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ can't lie.. this thing got me to listen to "Isabella's Lullaby" from The Promised Neverland. For whoever feels interested to listen to it, here it is: X

Haha, see? You managed to put her to sleep. You won the game again! Next time sing for her from the very start! ♡

the cat hold, did he learn it from nat? ehh... Uh... you sure? Anyway! A big win for lovely Tsu & his kokujoudai! Yay! CONGRATS!!! ♡♡♡

Haha, now you can focus on the 'ticking'.

Hmm... love how he is all collected and unbothered by a huge hammer crushing where he was. He just dodged it and that's it. Usual calm and relaxed Tsu! welcome back! How cool! ♡ poor bule koku.. seems to get a little hit.

AHHH!!! love his reactions and 'speed'!!! Holding Nene-chan tightly while fighting... holding her head closer to his chest...!!! owwww!!!! How sweet!!!

Shame on you Mirai. The clock keeper's crazy fast mouse and can't get Tsu and he is just playing with you instead? How uncool. soo well-deserved for the little girl who tries to hit his handsome face with a hammer. A cat vs a mouse... it will turn out this way. The cat likes to play with the mouse...

Then when it gets over with its fun... Tsu is speed, isn't he?

It finally attacks for real. GO TSU! HOW COOL!!! You know how much I love it when you're like this!!! ooooooh!!!! yesss!! crush some heads into the wall!!! especially if they deserve it!!!! You don't need to be gentle with such a girl. She is the one who started the fight, right? trying to crush Tsu's COOL face with a huge hammer. So funny it took Akane & Hanako all they have to catch her while she was playing around, while Tsu was dodging all her attacks and caught her so easily from the very first try while she is super serious. He is speed. duh.

First of all, again.. how cool. Next, seems the ticking really bothered you, Tsu!!! You hate noises!haha

Also, bless Nene-chan. She can keep on sleeping 'naturally' even if the world came to an end.

wonder how she woke up so easily when Amane put her to sleep. Ehh... fated to hear about her death no matter what it seems....

Now, that thing she put on Tsu's hand and Nene's forehead... how dare she.

So happy at least No.1 is finally making a move. Was getting really tired of waiting.

totally not the ones who sit by doing nothing and left their 'super important' clock without guarding it so whatever. Not the ones who left Tsukasa and Nene running around their boudary for so long until one of them finally decided to show up. Huh? nat. look for nat you hear me? don't replace him with Nene. How uncool. and then maybe sakura as well. she has a hand in the whole mess you know.

Wohooo! angry Tsu!!! heyyy!!! Imagine how tough things were for him until that point, if I was her I won't mess with him! took me all my energy last night trying to recall where I've seen Amane looking like this. ended up with this thing. But, thing is... I was almost sure he made the exact same face as Tsu with the black eyes... but... I failed to find it. will search more someday and find it if it was really there. Not to say, Tsukasa made some Amane faces this chapter, but I lost the motivation to look for them because of this thing. will do some day I think. I feel she is going to regret making Tsu angry. After all, I don't think he came to No.1's boundary unprepared. He knows what he is doing.

Hmm... well, I want to see how that plays out. Never thought Tsu will actually go against No.1 himself. It felt too soon... but here we are. Although, with Tsukasa being Tsukasa, and that look he gave you, a word of advice, don't underestimate him. I fear you'll end up being the one getting 'brought to justice' and really... is she in a place to talk? The girl who caused a huge mess in the school just because she likes to see old stuff and people? Shouldn't she be bring herself to justice first? Rich coming out of her mouth.

well, I guess her brain is that thick for real not to realize that.

Hmm... she wasn't wearing her 'gloves', she came so prepared for Tsu only to get grabbed so easily by him.~

What she said sounds kind of interesting, though... is this where she might take him or would they do it there?

Will Tsu be put In Hanako's place??? Hmm... No. 1, the oldest of the 7 mysteries, seem to be serving like a judge.

Ok, so... this:

VS this:

Who wins?

Careful Mirai. You and him fight with 'law'. Will you 'No.1' surrender to his 'rules' & logic at the end? Hmm.~

Hmm… Tsukasa seems to have a thing with No.1 since long ago… wow… even past Tsukasa is so exciting. ♡

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This is the guy No.1 is going against. ~ Couldn't help the need to add these

Tsu~ ka~ sa~

Hmm. ♡♡♡

-It's clear who I'm rooting for.

On this note, looking forward to ch 108.

******

Side notes:

I'm so very happy to see too many Tsukasa sides this chapter and Tsukasa shining in this arc in general! It's too cool & exciting!!! ♡♡♡

Having him and Nene-chan having a fun time together and growing closer? Oh, yes!! ♡♡

Though...

It's too funny. The difference between these 2 things. She gave him a really hard time, while he... was such a good little kid from the very start. Little Tsu is such a good child, he needs to be told that. Not all kids are like him. Still, both things are so fun. I kinda need to see little Tsu & little Nene together now. Haha.

I hoped to see some references to Tsu in the red house, like having him treating Nene like she did with him, patting her head or holding her hand and similar stuff, he did hold her while fighting and that was too cool and gentle. So, I'm happy with all the fun I got this whole chapter. ALL their moments were great.

Ahem! How can I end this without mentioning researcher T & Nene?! Hmm... soooo.... Tsu did bring out the researcher T inside of him many times. While trying to see how to deal with Nene-chan, the wild flight her gave her so she can have fun, the laughs they shared while at it, the way he held her before & carried her on his back 'kinda similar', and how they enjoyed doing things they share in common together. Yeah, his researcher T side did shine too much, and he did a really wonderful job. I'm so proud of him. ♡♡♡

Little Nene-chan is the same, too! Her actions, angry cute side, demanding side, fun-loving, cheerful and energetic side... oh... she is so sweet. ♡♡♡

Hmm... feels sooo good to see that AU presented in the story.

Ok, with this I think I'm done. Haha.

To whoever reached here, thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed this little thing!

[humblefryingpan]

Isabella humming the lullaby to Conny on the way to the gate means so much to me lol.

She was doing everything she could to calm down that kid, Conny wasn't even particularly upset in this scene.

(s1 spoilers)

Lullabies are for calming people, for putting people to sleep. They're meant to be comforting. Isabella never sang it to 'her' kids though (we know that because when she heard Ray hum it she was really worried about how he knew it). So for all the times she would have comforted them throughout their lives, she never felt the need to sing it.

She's out there doing everything she can think of to make sure her kid isn't scared. And Conny isn't. She's not upset, and she has no idea what's happening. But Isabella does, and there's nothing she can do to stop it.

She feels so awful about what she needs to do, but she can't stop it. So the only thing she can do is comfort her and hope Conny was happy until the very last minute. She even said in a later episode (forgot which) that she wanted all the kids to have the most amazing childhood they can, because she knew they wouldn't live past it.

She knows it was either them or her. And she knows that if she does sacrifice herself, they'll still die. They'll get a new caregiver and she doesn't know how they'll be treated - if she raises the best kids I'm willing to bet it's because she actually cares about the kid's well-being. She raises the happiest kids.

And another important thing - it isn't Isabella's lullaby, it's Leslie's. Leslie who made Isabella's childhood better, Leslie who's memory kept Isabella alive throughout the horrors™.

Isabella remembered their song and used the memory of her friend to cheer herself up, now she's hoping it'll cheer up her kids too. She wants to keep Leslie remembered even if it's just with a song in their dying moments.

She wanted to keep her kids happy, she wanted to keep herself calm and she wanted to keep Leslie's memory alive. She wanted Leslie's memory to live in the same way she wished Leslie themself, and all the kids to live but she never had a choice.

Btw I wasn't finished with this but pressed post by accident. Since I can't finish it right now and I don't want to delete it, I'm just going to leave it like this forever. Hope it made sense but either way, enjoy!

[velvetwarfare]

stares at one of my oldest ocs that im definitely about to drag back as a hazbin oc

originally she was just fandomless and a start to tumblr when I first freshly joined anyway but now I have an actual reason to use her again considering candle’s a whole ass virtue angel

old art but honestly best art I’ve made below and some facts

- Her actual name is Candlelight (go figure), but she also adopted the name Eleanor for the humans.

- Soft, old English accent. Speaks similar to those vintage movies.

- Isabella’s Lullaby theme.

- Very motherly. Will adopt anyone, any age. She’s old as FUCK, so really, anyone is a child to her. Loves children. Loves humans, thinks they’re silly. Loves hell too, thinks the sinners are funky looking things but in a good way because A+ for Lucifer’s creativity. Low key sick of heaven because it’s all the same and boring now.

- Melts when under stress. Melts in general, she’s a fucking living candle HFHDHDGG but it’s okay she smells like a Yankee candle shop.

- 7’6.

- Fights with a giant candelabra.

- Virtue of temperance. Very patient. Very calm majority of the time. Her office has a lot of wind chimes and fluffy things like a therapy office or meditation retreat. Angels come here to relax and vent. Her wings, despite feeling like candle wax, are very soft and smell nice! Speaking of scents, she can change the scent to whatever the person desires to help them relax more. Fan favorites are lavender and green tea.

[ridiasfangirlings]

Mikosaru. Fushimi sings the isabella's lullaby for their baby

I'm assuming this is the one from The Promised Neverland, right? It's more of a humming lullaby without lyrics, which I could see fitting Fushimi since he probably doesn't know any actual ones (it's not like his mom sang him any lullabies after all). Say either Omegaverse or one of those convenient Strain-created babies, and suddenly Fushimi has to take care of a baby while having no idea how one does that. Having Mikoto as his partner doesn't really help either, since Mikoto's not like a bad parent but he's not the type to take hands-on initiative either. Even so say the kid attaches themselves to Mikoto instantly, anytime the child cries Mikoto just needs to pick the kid up and they will immediately stop and fall asleep. More than once Fushimi's walked in on Mikoto and the baby fast asleep together on the couch and he just rolls his eyes all so that part he inherited from Mikoto huh.

Unfortunately for Fushimi it's practically the opposite with him, it's like the kid can sense how unfit Fushimi is as a parent and he has trouble calming the kid and getting them to sleep. He's clearly frustrated by this and Mikoto tells him to relax and not worry about it, kids are hard to deal with right. Fushimi grumbles 'not for you' and Mikoto shrugs, like maybe if you weren't so tense the kid could relax too. One day Fushimi's watching the kid by himself and the baby starts to cry, Fushimi checks the child's diaper and makes sure they're not hungry and still the child won't stop crying. He's starting to get frustrated, like why can't he just get this kid to sleep the way Mikoto can. He pulls out his PDA and tries to look up 'ways to get a baby to sleep,' which is when he sees the suggestion about singing a lullaby. Of course he doesn't know any lullabies and he clicks his tongue, like how stupid is it that he can't even sing a simple lullaby. The baby starts to cry harder and Fushimi finally just starts humming a small tune, just making it up on his own. As he sings the baby slowly starts to calm, eventually falling asleep in his arms. Fushimi gives a sigh of relief and then almost jumps as Mikoto appears behind him and puts a hand on his shoulder like see, not so hard.

[translationandbetrayals]

Music: The soul of an anime

[Recommendation: find the showed songs in YouTube meanwhile you read this text. It can help to give an atmosphere to your lecture. at the end of this essay, you can see the ones who are refered and some recomendations]

            Music. When we talk about music, we are not talking about theorical things like rhythm, pulse, tempo or even the creations of the sheets with our favourite music. When we talk about music, we talk about emotions, about feelings, about perception, about atmosphere and, why not, about empathy.

            The implementation of the music in any audiovisual medium is an effective mode to give the audience a form to relate with the situation on screen and give context about what do we need to feel. Even if you don’t feel it, you can know what you are supposed to feel.

            To introduce this essay, I propose an activity. Please search for an uncomfortable scene in some anime or any video with that goal (recommended: It don’t need to be gore or anything explicit), mute it and put a romantic music and then, repeat with a catwalk song and then with a sad song. Then, take a romantic, sad or a beautiful scene in an anime. Mute it and then put a creepy song (like the ones put in 2014´s creepypastas). Repeat with a clown song and then with a violent song. You can do this experiment with any scene and with any song that doesn’t fits the real purpose.

            As you can see in that activity, the music that is playing along with the scene change the feeling that wants to share. This phenomenon can be seen even in the intro of the show.

              We can take examples from Shingeki no kyojin “guren no yumiya” and kakegurui “deal with the devil” Both are anime very different between them and appeal to a different public. The first has a very energic and epic song that push you to fight with your soul, with honour and be to proud of it. The other one welcome you to a world of sin, greed, and chaos, but in a “jazzy” way, like if you were called by a mermaid to that world. (Both interpretations are subjective. It depends to the vision you have to that song)

[WARNING: the following lines may contain minor spoilers of “Yakusoku no neverland” and “Carole and Tuesday”. Watch carefully]

            Inside the show you can also see that scenario. In "the promised neverland", the “Isabella´s lullaby” can be catalogued as a “bad end lullaby” being an antithesis of what lullabies are meant for. “Bad end lullabies” are songs that, in a way to calm a child sadness, predicts the bad fortune of the child and who is singing, or even their despair (the person who is dedicated the song don´t need to be a child though). Examples in the pop music are “nana triste” (Natalia Lacunza) and “nana del mediterraneo” (Maria José Llergo)

            You hear it when a kid is murdered and when Isabella has their epiphany at the end of the show. It is clear and you can´t avoid it because isn’t just a decoration, is a “dialogue”.  You can see their destiny, but is sad, because Isabella feels that sadness too.

            In Carole and Tuesday, the example is even more explicit. “The loneliest girl” is their song. Is the song that defines their relationship. Both girls feel what they want to say. “Can you feel my teardrops of the loneliest girl? /Keep it close and you´ll start to grow” are both lines that the protagonists say to each other. Ironically, they are together in their loneliness. This song isn’t the only one that wants to say something special, but any of their songs are meant to relate with the characters. 

[End of minor spoiler section. (I really recommend Carole and Tuesday, so if you didn´t watched yet, do it)]

              Obviously, this doesn’t only apply to series. Anime movies are also a good example of soundtracks that capture the essence of the history. Joe Hisaishi, the musical composer of many of Miyazaki’s works, made a lot of songs that even went viral in social media. Some people may have not seen Miyazaki’s movies but is almost secure that the first approach to “howl´s moving castle” was Hisaishi´s “merry-go-round of life”. A song that gives a magical atmosphere to the film and even transcends outside the history and became a viral song.

            Doing a link to my first essay in this blog, the movies are also present in videogames. In Anime games, like fire emblem, you can see some songs that want to reach you the main plot and the atmosphere of the game, for example: “Twilight of the gods” (FE Echoes: Shadows of Valentia) “Lost in thoughts all alone” (FE fates) and “the edge of down” (FE thee houses).

            In conclusion, we need to appreciate the musical work that are behind our beloved anime. In this essay wasn´t shown a lot of background songs, but those songs also deserve recognition. The music is something that is always between us, and we need to put more attention to that melodies that help us relate with our favourite characters. Without the music, the shows could never be as good as they are with the music.

  It’s not just decoration but is a necessary and obligatory thing inside a show´s plot.

Songs mentioned and (R)ecomended:

Guren no yumiya (op. 1 Shingeki no kyojin)

R: Shinzo wo sasageyo (op. 3 Shingeki no kyojin)

Deal with the devil (op. 1 Kakegurui)

R: kono yubi tomare (op. 2 kakegurui xx)

Isabella´s lullaby (the promised neverland OST)

The loneliest girl (Carole and Tuesday OST)

R: Mother (Carole and Tuesday OST)

merry-go-round of life (Howl´s moving castle) 

Twilight of the gods (FE Echoes: Shadows of Valentia)

Lost in thoughts all alone” (FE fates)

the edge of down (FE thee houses).

¡Please share your favourite songs and OST from your favourite anime!

   -Pedro Maizares

[wwalkingdread]

Hi, can I just say how thankful I am you're keeping the fandom breathing? I love TWDG so much, Louis and Mitch are my comfort characters, and I can really picture them with how well you write about them!

So thank you! U da best, and take care of yourself!

Also um, if it's not a bother, will you write something about Lou and Mitch (separate) reacting to an s/o who can sing really well? If not, it's totally fine 😊

❥ Mitch and Louis with an S/O Who Can Sing

Characters: Louis, Mitch

Description: Louis and Mitch with an S/O who’s a great singer.

Warnings: None :o)

Notes: THIS IS VERY SWEET THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!! <3333 AHhhhhH!!!! I appreciate this feedback so much you don’t understand <3 :o) You have no idea how much this means to me <333 I struggle to write for Louis and Mitch so I’m very surprised… But thank you!! <3

Sidenote, but does anybody else know the song We Don’t Talk About Bruno from Encanto? I can’t explain why, but I feel like Camilo’s part has Louis vibes. I can just imagine him singing that constantly. Especially with the way he sings “Isabella, your boyfriends’ here” in that teasing cousin way? Louis vibes. Rest in peace Louis. You would’ve loved the Encanto soundtrack.

Louis

♥︎ Honestly, Louis would be thrilled. He’s very theatric and enjoys singing, so he’d be very happy to know somebody he could have duetting him. There are some broadway songs he needs two people for and nobody else at Ericson will entertain the idea of helping him out, despite his pleading.

♥︎ He was blown away the first time he hears you and wasn’t afraid to let you know. He’d immediately start complimenting you. Then he’d try to arrange a duet.

♥︎ If it was a song he knew, he might’ve even started singing along with you, grinning.

♥︎ “What parts would you say you’re better at? ‘Cause I could try with the high parts, but I’m not sure if I want my voice breaking around you.”

♥︎ I think people would honestly be annoyed at how cutesy you two were. They could hear Louis, and maybe even you, both playing the piano together and just harmonising. It’s nice. It’s peaceful and it’s sweet to hear something like that when roaming the hallway. It makes you forget about what’s just over the walls and how everything wants to kill you.

♥︎ But guys… Please stop. It’s staring to feel incredibly Disney…

♥︎ You’re his muse. He takes so much inspiration from you and does his best to compose music that helps him express exactly what he feels about you, without the jokes and the humour.

♥︎ He’s so in love with you, he just has to express it in a way you’d both connect with.

♥︎ You help him live out his life the way he wants. Not many people understand his way of living, how he wants to not worry about tomorrow and just have fun today. He wants to play piano everyday with you, to sing everyday with you. You make him start to actually think about tomorrow, just because he’s already planning ahead. Like, he’s getting ready to practice a song from a musical with you.

♥︎ He doesn’t worry about tomorrow, he’s just excited for it because you’ll be there singing with him.

♥︎ He’ll definitely want to throw a concert. He’ll introduce himself but then he’ll hype you up, introducing you as his amazing, attractive, wonderfully talented and incredible partner. People can’t help but roll their eyes, but also can’t help but smile as his clear adoration regarding you. You two are perfect together.

Mitch

♥︎ Mitch doesn’t really show his appreciation for your voice, but it’s definitely there.

♥︎ Mitch’s love for your singing voice doesn’t come out in heartfelt duets, but rather more quiet moments. He’ll try to subtly ask for you to sing to him so he can drift to sleep to your voice.

♥︎ “That one song… The one you like that’s about dogs or something… How does it go again?” He’ll ask through bleary eyes, his voice thick with sleep. He honestly just wants you to sing him a lullaby. It soothes his nerves and calms his anger.

♥︎ When he first found out he didn’t really say a lot, just saying you were pretty good. Mitch had a hard time complimenting people, especially in a way that sounded genuine, but he tried.

♥︎ It’s weird, but as much as he’s proud of you he gets embarrassed if you sing for other people?? I can’t explain the feeling very well, but I have a musician in the family and I feel weird when people play his music?? I can’t explain it at all without it sounding incredibly negative-

♥︎ But Mitch likes it when your songs are just between you and him… Maybe Willy too. Willy is the only person he’d listen to you with.

♥︎ He’ll say “Willy wanted to hear a song” when it’s not true, but Willy doesn’t blow his cover. Not outright, but he’ll hint at it with a crooked grin as Mitch glares at him. Willy does like your voice too, so he’s okay with letting it slide.

♥︎ Again, he’d never outright ask for you to sing him a song. He found it embarrassing and he had time admitting he liked it. Mitch struggles admitting his positive feelings with anything, so don’t take it personally. He knew that you knew he just wanted you to sing him to sleep, but he didn’t change his approach.

♥︎ “It’s stuck in my head. Hearing it again might make it go away.” Was a popular excuse.

♥︎ He cherishes you so much. He really appreciates you and your talent and he does appreciate the way you lift peoples spirits up with your singing, but he loves it when it’s just for him. He loves the fact you sing just for him, even though you don’t have to .

♥︎ He’ll show you his appreciation through gifts, like carvings or by punching a walker in the face for you. He’ll let you know just how much he loves you through the ways he knows best.

[lunaekalenda]

🌼‘s Summary for Eren and Fem!Reader request: Eren wakes up to the sounds of Y/N crying and learned that her family had to cancel their vacation plans due to the ongoing virus pandemic (Eren was also bummed out that he was unable to visit his parents, Mikasa, and Armin because of the same reasons and they urged him and Y/N to stay home just to be safe). Then, Eren wrapped Y/N in his naked body to comfort her until he hatched an idea before asking Y/N to wait in bed until he returns (part 1)

hi! of course!! i hope you like it, honey! sorry for all the waiting!! 

end of the request: (Part 2 of request) and has Y/N to listen to music or read a book in his absence. After Eren returns to Y/N, he had Y/N close her eyes while he carried her outside to the flower meadow near their home. Once they reached the meadow, Eren places a flower crown on Y/N before having her open her eyes. After Y/N opened her eyes, she sees that Eren is still naked except for the eucalyptus crown on his head and sees that Eren set up a little flower festival for the both of them along with a picnic basket of food he set down and Eren commented that the flower crown on her head matched her f/c nightgown she’s still wearing. Then Y/N began to cry with happiness and embraces him before they enjoy their little festival activities in the meadow. Finally, while watching the clouds in the sky together, Eren cradled Y/N in his arms and hummed/sang Isabellas Lullaby (I see him singing AmaLees version of the song) before falling asleep and napping on his still bare shoulder. Eren proposes Y/N to marry him before the end of the flower festival request? Could you add that part in as part of the one-shot?

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You put the phone in your little table again, tears falling fast from your eyes. You turn around. Eren is still sleeping, his calm breath making his chest raise quietly. You put your head on his neck crook, tears still falling silently, wanting to feel your boyfriend next to you, getting a little comfort from him. He moves a little.

“Y/N?” he asks. His voice isn’t more than a sleepy whisper and his arms are now around your waist, getting you closer to him. “Are you crying, love?” he asks. He can hear your quiet sobs, feel your irregular breathing against his body. “What happened?” his tone is still low, but the sweetness on his voice is clear.

“I can’t visit my family this summer.” you say, on a whisper. Tears are falling again. He caresses your hair with soft movements.

“They did approve the mobility law, hm?” It was just a project, but it seems like it’s now a reality. You feel Eren’s skin against yours while he attracts you closer, your face against his chest, his lips giving you sweet kisses on the top of your hair. You enjoy his proximity, one of your hands resting near your head, giving his chest some caresses. Then, he has an idea.

“Love, could you wait here for me a second?” he asks. You look at him, your eyes still swollen because of crying. You nod.

“Where are you going?” you ask while he gets up, his naked body receiving the first golden rays. He just smiles, giving you a near manga and kissing your lips before going out to the corridor.

While you read, Eren doesn’t make a sound, as if he was missing. Maybe he is on the little field you have at home. Since you bought a house on the countryside, your house has a really big parcel, where you have some flowers and plants. While he’s away, you’re able to end some manga volumes, really enjoying the story, when you hear his voice.

“Close your eyes, love.” he asks. You do so, always having that blind faith on him. He enters the room, and you feel his proximity. “I’m going to take you in my arms, okay?” he asks. You nod and feel how he sneaks a hand under your knees, the other having your back. “Don’t open them until I tell you, please” he asks. You nod, your body searching proximity with his. He leaves you on something that feels like a blanket. You can hear birds and feel the sun on your skin. A little pressure on your head, as if Eren placed something on it. “Open them.” he asks. 

You take a minute to adapt your eyes to the sudden light, analyzing where you are. You’re in the flower camp, sitting near the lilacs. His head is now adorned with an eucalyptus crown, the only thing on his body. He has his hands behind his body, hiding something. He takes a little picnic basket, putting it on the floor. Then, you see around you. A blanket under your body, with some plates and the picnic, and Eren by your side, smiling at you while he opens the basket.

“Eren, what’s this?” you ask, amazed. The sun makes his skin smoother and his eyes greener, his smile as beautiful as always.

“It’s just a little festival. Just for the two of us.” Then, you’re aware of the low music playing on the background, really calming and relaxing beats sound from his phone. He gives you a plate with fruit, looking at your head. You look at your reflection on the phone. A flower crown is on your hair.

“Eren, this is...”

“You look beautiful.” he says, simply. “And a lot more now that you’re smiling.” Your eyes became full of tears after your boyfriend’s words, and that made you jump into his arms, your head on the crook of his neck, smelling that sweet scent Eren always has. He wraps your body with his arms, putting you even closer to him. “Thanks, Eren.” you say.

“I didn’t want to see you sad because you couldn’t go to that trip. So I decided to make our vacations special.” he says. “I prepared a lot of things to do.”

And he did. From a sweet karaoke, a fun game about guessing drawings and the projection of a film on the wall of your house to teaching you how to make flower crowns. Now, he’s kissing you softly, your legs tangled while his hands explore your back. He doesn’t rush, he kisses you slowly, as if he wanted to make this moment eternal, and you’re thankful for it. He parts. It’s almost night, some stars appearing on the sky. He looks at them and you look at him. He takes something from the basket. You thought you ended the food.

“See, you’re the woman of my dreams. The only one that understands me with just a sight, the only one that makes me feel good with just a smile. I’m sure you’re the girl of my life and i will love you forever. And you don’t know how immensely happy I’ll be if you accept that love.” he takes a little ring from the picnic basket. Your eyes began to drop tears. “Would you marry me?” he asks. You nod, incapable of talking, while he slides the ring on your finger. He hugs you and you kiss him, so happy. You’re gonna marry him.

You’re gonna marry the love of your life.

You’re still between his arms, some minutes later, his lips leaving sweet kisses on your body while you caress the wrist near your chest. Eren starts to hum a song, something you know but you can’t recognize. He starts to sing quietly.

“Let me sing a lullaby

 As you close your eyes”

The song enters your ears softly and you feel Eren’s hands caressing your hair. You snuggle against him. 

 “And as you're drifting off to sleep 

How I hope that the dreams that you find are bright

 Love, can we meet again soon in the bluest of skies? 

Where a tomorrow waits for you and I 

So hold me tight one more time”

Your eyes are now closed as he feels your calm breath. He caresses you as he smiles, the ring on your finger shining with the moonlight. He feels so empty, so good and warm. He’ll be your husband. He can’t wait. 

“I’ll make you happy, y/n. I promise.”

[bakugosbratx]

OMGOMG so idk if you’ve watched the promised Neverland BUT I RLY HOPE U HAVE anyways I was listening to isabellas lullaby and this au came into my head like how about bakugou x reader who were childhood friends in that au in another life and she gets sent away and he’s devastated but then they meet in another life when they’re older and she hums the lullaby and he realizes it’s her? Please omg ur so talented!!! Thank you!!!

SFW Lullaby - AU Bakugo x Reader

WARNING: Angst, swearing, alternate universe(s), soulmates, fluff, etc.

A/N: I didn’t know what to name Katsuki in the first part so I just called him Kanchan lol I haven’t heard of this anime but I did some reading and I want to see it now! I hope you like it. I kinda put my own spin on it and I hope it fits the image you were thinking. I love the concept. If any of you have request, please feel free to send it to me! ✨

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Year: 1900’s

You packed what was left of your clothing into your old, worn out suitcase. You’ve had it since as long as your young mind could remember. You always wanted a new start. Especially away from this orphanage you grew up in your whole life, but new starts never come without a price.

Everyone at school was excited for you. Except for one.

“What the hell you mean you’re leaving?” Kanchan huffed.

Even though you both are only eleven years old, Kanchan had quite a potty mouth with a short temper.

“I got adopted, Kanchan! Isn’t that exciting?!”

“Yeah.. exciting.”

“C’mon, Kanchan, let’s play on the playground. It is recess after all.”

You and Kanchan have been friends ever since kindergarten. It started off with him getting the adult scissors and cutting your ponytail. You cried, the principal was involved, and you both were not allowed around each other for the rest of the school year. Then, you got put into the same first grade class. Even though Kanchan still bullied you, at least he didn’t cause any destruction to your physical features. He only would take your juice box instead.

Once, Kanchan lied and said you were an accomplice to him doing something bad so you both had to stay in during recess and write sentences. What should have been punishment turned into fits of giggles as he found ways to annoy the teacher and cause more trouble. Even though it cost you both a few more recess days this brought you two even closer.

Throughout the years, fate would put you two in the same classes. You would always play on the playground together and work on group projects. Even traded lunches at times. You were inseparable.

Kanchan pushed you on the swings as you sang your infamous lullaby. You have sang it ever since you could talk. Your caretaker would always sing it to you and the rest of the orphans. Kanchan would pick on you for it, but he secretly loved it. It always made him happy.

“Let me sing a lullaby

As you close your eyes

And as you're drifting off to sleep

How I hope that the dreams that you find

Are bright

Love, can we meet again soon in the bluest of skies?

Where a tomorrow waits for you and I

So hold me tight one more time, but don't kiss me goodbye

'Cause I know that I'll see you on the other side

I will think of our song when the nights are too long

I'll dream of you for that's where I belong

Love, can we meet again soon in the bluest of skies

Only, in my dreams, do we meet again”

“Recess is over!” The teachers called.

All the children rushed to form a single file line to go inside. Kanchan couldn’t help but fall behind as you ran ahead.

“C’mon Kanchan! Don’t want to be late!” You giggled.

Kanchan faked a smile.

“I’m right behind you!”

The days seemed to fly. For you, you couldn’t ask for any better. For Kanchan it felt like the world was against him. How could this be happening? As happy as he was for you, he sure as hell hated that his best friend was leaving. He doesn’t get close to anyone else. He doesn’t want anyone else as his best friend. He just wants you.

Kanchan came to the orphanage to reluctantly say his goodbyes. You made sure you had all of your belongings while happily humming your song.

“I get your leaving, but could you not act so damn happy about it.” Kanchan states in aggregation. It was to mask his pain.

“Oh, Kanchan. I apologize. I am just so excited!”

“I’m aware.”

You take a quick glance around your old room.

“Looks like this is what is left of my belongings. Will you help carry my stuff to the car?” You asked, sweetly.

Kanchan nods, taking your heavy suitcase and carrying it to your new parents car. He put it into the trunk and aggressively shuts it. You were saying goodbye to everyone else before you turn to him. You and him were close, but Kanchan wasn’t the PDA type. This time was an exception as you hugged him. You felt his warm embrace around yours.

“I’ll miss you, Kanchan. If you ever go to New York City one day, come find me.”

“I’ll always look for you.”

The hug seemed like years, but you both did not mind. Behind that happy smile of yours there was sadness. As much as you wanted to be adopted, you also didn’t want to leave your friends behind. They were like family to you.

You pull away to meet his gaze and you gently placed a kiss on his cheek. Kanchan was taken back by the sudden action of yours as his cheeks glowed a crimson red.

“Do me a favor and one day when you someday have a wife and a family, will you tell them about me?”

Kanchan processed your words.

“As long as you do the same.”

You held out your pinky and he connected his pinky with yours.

“Promise.” You both say in unison.

You said your last quick goodbyes before you hopped into the backseat of the car. You looked out the window to see everyone telling you goodbye. You could not help the tears that fell when you looked at Kanchan, looking sad. He stood there until the cars taillights were no longer in sight and then some. The caretaker had to convince him to go home.

Life goes on. You both live a happy life with beautiful families and homes. It took you both some time, though, as a tug was always on the both of your hearts. Some say that means your soulmates, some say it’s just a crush, and some say it’s just sadness over a friendship. You both never met in this lifetime again due to you both being so young and so far apart. You both always had dreams of seeing each other again and speaking, but it just never happened. You both were perished by the time the internet came around. Even on your death beds, some of your final thoughts were each other. Both of your children tried finding a way to get you both together, but it wasn’t possible.

Still, you both kept your promises.

Year: 2020

“Class, welcome our new student, Y/N!” Your teacher excitedly greeted. You nervously waved.

“Hello Y/N!” Said the class in unison.

“Y/N, take a seat next to Katsuki Bakugo and we will get class started.”

You looked to see where the teacher was pointing. You saw a ashy blonde hair boy sitting at his desk with a scowl on his face. He did not look like the friendly type so you did not even try to get to know him today, but for some reason, your heart raced at the sight of him. He was not your type so it seemed a bit off for you to feel this way. You decided to ignore it as you took your seat next to the blonde.

“Okay class, we are going to have group projects! You are paired up next to the person you are sitting next to. The project is due in two weeks.”

“Great.” Katsuki groans in annoyance.

You were taken back by his sudden rudeness, but tried to brush it off. You would probably have the same reaction as him if you were lured with the new kid. Plus, you came into the school year late due to the fact you just moved to Japan from New York City. It was a great opportunity for you to study abroad.

“If it makes you feel any better, I am really good at History.” You say nervously.

“It doesn’t, nerd.” Katsuki insults.

The teacher finishes teaching the lesson and the class is dismissed. You gathered your stuff about to leave and Katsuki follows closely behind you. He stops you by handing you a piece of paper.

“What is this?” You ask.

“Open it, dumbass.”

You opened up the folded paper to see it is an address and the words “meet me at my place after school.”

Before you could even question anything, Katsuki was gone. You rushed to your next class as you heard the bell ring. The high school does not give you as much time as you should have to get to one class to another.

School was finally over and you made your way out the building. You noticed Katsuki waiting at the entrance.

“Took you long enough. Got lost?” Katsuki teased.

Your cheeks went red because you actually did get lost.

“You didn’t have to wait for me, you know?”

“I’m aware, but we are going to the same place. I don’t need you getting lost and I fail this project.”

“Fair enough.”

You and Katsuki began walking towards his place. Awkward silence overcame both of you so you started singing a lullaby that calms you down. Your mother sang this song since you were little.

“Let me sing a lullaby

As you close your eyes

And as you're drifting off to sleep

How I hope that the dreams that you find

Are bright

Love, can we meet again soon in the bluest of skies?

Where a tomorrow waits for you and I

So hold me tight one more time, but don't kiss me goodbye

'Cause I know that I'll see you on the other side

I will think of our song when the nights are too long

I'll dream of you for that's where I belong

Love, can we meet again soon in the bluest of skies

Only, in my dreams, do we meet again”

Katsuki stopped dead in his tracks. He has never heard of this lullaby before, but the song sounded so familiar. So did your voice and the feeling in his chest. He has never seen you a day in his life and neither have you, but the familiarity feeling in both of you said otherwise. You both have heard rumors of this feeling before, but you both have never experienced it until now.

You turned to face him.

“Something wrong?”

Katsuki shook his head no. You held out your pinky finger.

“Promise?”

Katsuki contemplated before wrapping his pinky finger around yours. He usually would have laughed or insulted someone for doing that, but this was different.

“Promise.”

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[kneamet]

The Reader has three children with Thomas Sharpe. Lucille is dead. The eldest daughter sings beautifully, the middle son plays the piano great, and the youngest son is an aspiring master of painting. Children do not understand the tension between parents. The reader eventually decides to take the kids and run away, but Thomas read her diary and expected her to run away, so he drugged his wife and locked her in the bedroom and told the kids that mom was sick.

Trigger Warning: obsession, yandere.

Word Count: 2189

Character: Thomas Sharpe/reader

Summary: You have three children with your husband, Thomas Sharpe, whom you fear and hate.

"Again! the woman shouted. It was simple. Her face was very frowning because of the task she had not completed, and her lips were tight with anger. Her hair is tied in a small bun. Her clothes were of cotton material, obviously worn and custom-made by the postmaster's wife. She shook out her apron, which was dirty from cooking for the Sharpe family, and lifted her thin, sharp nose in a haughty way that didn't match her appearance. Her birth name was Isabella Smithson.

She took a quick, steady step, lifting the hem of her dress slightly so that it would helplessly pick up dirt from the floor of the house. Mrs. Smithson walked over to a glossy and large piano where a boy, about 12 years old, was sitting.

His hair was black and slightly curled at the ends, so that when he nodded his head, the curls bounced very strangely after his movements. His eyes were blue, but no, they were more turquoise, like the color of the sea during its quiet calm. He was not dressed formally. He was wearing a plain white shirt that was slightly rolled up at the sleeves, and suspenders that held back black pants that were clearly not the right size for him. The parents named the second child Michael, similar to God. The boy was just like his father.

He raised his bright, innocent eyes, shining in the bright light of the sun. He removed his slender fingers from the glossy keys of the musical instrument that he had inherited from his late aunt Lucille.

"Did I do something wrong, Mrs. Smithson?- the boy asked, raising his index finger to his thin lips and tapping it lightly, like a prankster coming up with an unusual prank for his parents.

The woman rolled her brown eyes. Her mouth, which had a wrong taste and a terrible smell inside, was about to correct Michael for his mistake. However, she was distracted by another matter. Singing.

It came from the corridor. A melodious, soothing, soft voice. This was only for girls. Indeed, the owner of this divine voice, which the mother compared to Opera divas, belonged to a girl, or rather a girl.

Helga. This was the name of the future Opera diva. She was standing in the snow that was falling from the broken roof. Dressed in a simple white nightgown, barefoot and with her long dark hair unbound, she raised her innocent eyes to the old roof, continuing to sing the voluptuous lullaby that she and her younger brothers used to sing when they couldn't sleep for fear of the Crimson Peak.

Starting to sway slightly to the rhythm of the melody, she did not even notice that almost next to her, to the side, sits a boy, watching her skill and trying to recreate the atmosphere on the canvas.

Glancing at his older sister, he ruefully touched the canvas with a brush that his parents had ordered from the master and cost them a very large sum, which already had a small sketch on it.

The boy called Damon was definitely not like his brother and sister, who made music. He was a creative soul and expressed all his impulses on canvas. No wonder he was his mother's favorite.

The brown-green eyes looked up from the Swan-dancing sister and returned to the black-and-white sketch.

"This is-this is unbelievable," a voice whispered behind the boy, and his blond head turned in your direction. He smiled a toothy smile and putting the brush on the dirty, from many stages of drawing, palette, Damon ran to you, his mother.

He was small, and the top of his head came up to your chest, but that didn't stop him from taking you in his arms. You hugged him back, your feelings filled with a sea of emotions.

However, the quiet calm was interrupted by the loud voice of Mrs. Smithson. You smiled a little, which you did very rarely in your husband's house, and put your arm around the shoulders of an aspiring artist and led him to the main hall to the shy Michael and the incredibly harsh Isabella.

The boy sat almost crying from the accumulated emotions, but despite this, he continued to play Mozart. I think, you thought, it was a Turkish March.

"Wrong!"the old woman exclaimed and went back to your son without even noticing you. You chuckled.

"Calm down, Mrs. Smithson," you said in a calm voice, still holding your youngest son in your arms and watching the amazing pianist. "Give the boy a break," you advised, standing next to your son and stroking his head, lightly tugging at his black curls. He lifted his head to you and sent you a smile.

For a while, the room full of people was silent. There was only soft singing coming from the corridor and the sound of breathing.

Everyone thought about their own things. Each person's thoughts were different from the previous one.

"Daddy!" Helga's voice came from the corridor, and everyone in the main hall, as if roused from their stupor and deep thoughts, looked down the corridor. Damon pulled out of your arms and ran to his father, who now opened his arms in greeting.

Taking a deep breath and swallowing, you turned and walked towards your husband with a fake smile.

Your husband, Thomas Sharpe, was a handsome Englishman. His face was pretty, and he kept it clean-shaven, and not a single hair could be seen on it. His hair was black and very curly. You used to love playing with them. Now he was taking off his outer clothing and it was clear that it was new and the man was clearly following the fashion. And it was the same corduroy suit you gave him for his wedding anniversary, made especially by your mother.

All three children took him in their arms and he couldn't stand the joy of not hugging them back. Moving slightly away from the children, he sat down on the dirty floor, clearly not caring about his pants, and opened the old, large suitcase with which he had traveled the world.

Looking at the children with a mocking look, he realized that they were in complete impatience. Chuckling, he took out three small, but probably roomy, boxes.

"I hope you behaved well and listened to your mother while I was away," he said, squatting down. "Helga, honey, this is for you," the girl eagerly began to unpack the gift. Her brothers, as if trying to see, lifted their heads and looked over her shoulder. The box fell. The girl squealed with joy. Inside was a blue dress decorated with small lace at the bottom, with fitted sides and short sleeves. Still ecstatic, she ran upstairs to her room.

Thomas handed the second gift to Michael. The latter, with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, began to unpack it quickly. His eyes opened in genuine surprise when he saw a collection of music by Bach, Beethoven and Vivaldi. Clearly delighted, he ran to the piano, and Mrs. Smithson rolled her eyes and touched her bun, Curling her lips in a contemptuous smile. Straightening her dress, she followed him at a measured pace.

Damon was standing alone. His father gave him a big smile and looked down, holding the largest box in his hands.

"Here," the boy nodded calmly, but there was joy in his eyes, and without even unpacking, he ran to his sister's room.

The blue eyes looked up from seeing the children's joy and looked at you seriously. They ordered him to be silent and just obey his orders.

You just stood there and watched the children enjoy themselves. You smiled warmly at each of them, then lowered your eyes again.

You heard the old floorboards creaking. Your husband was coming to you. You flinched when he grabbed your shoulder and leaned down slightly, his hot air and impatient breath blowing over you.

"Let's go to the room," he whispered in your ear, lightly licking it. He almost groaned. It tasted so good. "We have something to discuss."

***

The door to the room slammed shut. Your smooth back is covered with goose bumps. The pupils of his eyes widened slightly. His breathing became ragged. My heart began to beat faster than before. My hands were shaking. A tear ran down her cheek. A drop of sweat ran down his forehead. An unpleasant feeling crept into my chest.

You were standing in the middle of the room, barely moving. Too risky. One wrong move and something will happen. Your eyes were down again.

When you heard Thomas lock the door, which obviously didn't Bode well, you looked down at your hands, biting your lip slightly. It's too dangerous to look at your husband now.

After a moment of silence, a quick breath on your part, and a calm and steady one on Thomas's, he seemed to remember something, and walked briskly to his Desk. On it were scattered various papers on the construction of this or that apparatus, various calculations. There was a notebook right in the middle. It was very shabby, but it had fallen on hard times, and you knew what it was. This is... your diary.

Cold sweat broke out on your forehead. It's like you're paralyzed. You felt like you were doomed. You knew with all your heart that this was the end.

"Dear diary," Thomas began, in a languid but no less stern voice, to read. You noticed his hands. They were clutching the notebook very tightly, as if they wanted to vent their raging anger on someone. "I know it's probably too early to do this, but it's better now than never. Today or tomorrow I will definitely run away with Michael, Helga, and Damon from my husband." He suddenly slammed the diary down and threw it on the carpet that had been there for decades, kicking up dust, right at your feet, right on your boots. "What is it, dear?" he asked, retreating to the middle of the room.

But a single tear rolled down your cold cheek. Her lips trembled. Your eyes were fixed on the notebook. His hands clenched into fists.

"You know, I always thought that girls should be neat, beautiful," he ran his cold hand down your cheek, wiping away a tear. You dared to lift your head and look into his eyes. Bottomless, like an ocean, plunging into which it will be too late to escape. It's a pity, because your parents warned you to be careful what you want. You loved your parents, but when you thought of your father's threatening words or your mother's piercing eyes about Thomas, you always shivered. "And most importantly, be obedient to your husband. And what I see yesterday when I come back, " he ran his hand through your smooth hair. "That you're trying to escape!"

"I wouldn't have tried to run away if I was normal and send me a message!" unexpectedly, even for yourself, you plucked up the courage, shouting loudly at your husband and tried to free yourself from his skinny, but very strong hands, which you failed to do. He glared at you and grabbed your arm.

You and Thomas stared into each other's eyes. And if yours expressed defiance, resistance, and a desire for freedom, but there was also fear in them, then your husband had only obsession and steel. That's what his eyes were like when you first met.

But suddenly his firm grip loosened. He let go of your hand and looked indifferently at the red mark left by him. He stared at nothing for a while, then suddenly turned pale and shook his head. He went back to his Desk. You were looking at him with a gentle eye. What's happening?

He was standing with his back to you, slightly hunched over. His white shirt stretched to fit his large back.

"Tili Tili Bom," came a voice from Sharpe's side. Your eye twitched, and your back crawled again. Lullaby. He sang this lullaby that Lucille sang to him when he couldn't sleep, every time he was angry. "Do you hear birds in the night?"" he turned to face you, his back straight and holding something in his hands. "He's already made his way into the house," abruptly grabbing your shoulder with his free hand, he pulled back the sleeve and lunged, inserting the needle directly into your neck, which was now fully presented to him.

***

POV Thomas

Now you were completely at his mercy. Thomas looked at you with loving eyes, gently tightening the rope on your hands. It wasn't hard, but it was old and very rough. Brushing his hands off, he touched your cold cheek with his right hand, starting to stroke it with the movements he made.

"You know I love you,"he said without stopping. When he touched your lip, he pulled it back slightly, groaning and closing his eyes.

All Thomas will tell the children is that their mother is ill.

They don't need to know about this.

[mochikeiji]

Rockabye, My Love

↠ Pairing: Akaashi Keiji x Reader

↠ Warning: slight fluff, soft father/daughter moments, angst. Trigger Warning: mentions of death, depression.

↬ Word Count: 2.3k

Summary: Every lyrics had a deeper meaning in them than just words that'll fit a song. Yours was heavier than anyone could think of, and Akaashi was singing it to his beloved baby girl.

↣ a/n: ohayo world! I'm sorry for late posts, expect the upcoming ones soon. School was giving too much works again. Thank you all for loving my Day 2 fic in Akaashi Week!! Also, the lullaby in this lyrics is the same tune as Isabella's Lullaby from The Promised Neverland.

⇢ Day 3: Single Parent AU

"Love, don't you worry too much,

You're doing fine.

You are the most precious thing I have loved.

I will never allow the cruel world to take you— away nor hurt you any more.

I will sing you this song when the world, caves on.

You'll be fine, I will never leave you.

You are the most beautiful thing that has came.

I will protect you forever, my love."

Life is difficult in many ways. It's either we were born different, have lost someone dear or have lost ourselves. It's no wonder how millions of people from all around the world, evert second, minute, hour— someone gives up on everything. It was cruel, disturbing, most of all heart breaking.

Akaashi never understood your true intentions. He was one hundred percent sure he had kept an eye on you at all cost. He's made you smile brighter, he's understood you more than anyone. He made you feel alive.

Yet now you ended up being dead to your own inner demons.

He remembers coming home after receiving good news from his company. He had received a promotion and a week off just for you. That was when the hospital had contacted him. He can recall his ragged breathing when he was allowed to place a foot in your room. Your monitor beating in an ever agonizingly slow rhythm, he knew it wasn't normal and immediately ran to your side.

He wanted to yell, scream, ask you why, why did you do this to yourself but he couldn't, not when you looked at him so scared and weak. The doctors had told him that he had only a few minutes with his wife, the drugs you've intake was too much, not everything was removed nor pumped out of your system. Akaashi never felt so depressed in all his life after that situation as he buried himself into your chest, listening to your lullabies that soon died down along with the light in your eyes.

That was the only reminisces he's had with you,the lullaby you would sing to yourself as a teen who strived to survive the world, a lullaby for his anxieties and own demons to be tamed, and the last thing you ever said. He was happy that over the years before your death, you had given him a customized music box that had the right notes of your song, only this time no one was singing it.

Fingers tapping anxiously on his work table, Akaashi started to fiddle with his thumb and then his index, losing his focus despite looking at the same drafted page lit up on his computer screen. He kept eyeing the pack of cigarettes that was just on the edge of his window— he needed one right now. Cigarettes were the last options he has for when he couldn't calm his beating heart or let his emotions out. But he knows how wrong it was to be damaging his health, and he knows he's going to get an earful from Bokuto since he visits his apartment every weekend. Even if Akaashi tries to hide his dirty deeds, Bokuto wasn't stupid to read through his eyes like before.

Foot was starting to bounce, his eyebrows were beginning to furrow, as if he was irritated, in trouble, or something. It wss getting harder for him, who wouldn't after losing their wife? The person he's loved since his teen years, the one he's vowed to never make her feel like how she did in the past. He failed you. He blames himself for all that matter, if he's added more precautions, maybe you'd still be here.

He bites his lips and whimpers, hands ruffling through his tossled hair and holding his head as his elbows were supporting him on the table. Everything was closing in once more, the walls to his workspace became suffocating, how he wishes one of his friends or yours would come knocking at his door even though it was already 2:30 am knowing how reckless he's getting. He swore he wasn't going to die sooner as you did. He promised to himself to let you and his memories live on, because once he dies, no one will ever remember the battles you've fought for, the good things you've done to many, and the love you've shared with him throughout the years.

"It's so hard without you, love.."

Eyes finally cracking with tears behind his glasses, he lets them stream down his face with his body shaking on his chair. Soon enough he was bound to get another headache from extreme emotion and will probably lay the whole day about it. But none of that mattered to him anymore.

He just wanted you back.

But his cries weren't the only ones that can be heard in his apartment.

Jolting up to realization, he carelessly wipes away his tears with his sleeves and tumbles our of his chair straight to his room. His heart was beating fast in worry and adrenaline, he thought the source of the crying in his room had been taken away or worse.

But it turns out, it was just his little baby girl crying in lonliness.

As he got closer, her cries were getting deafening, but he didn't mind. Not when his heart was swooning with guilt when he thought of giving up and caving to his own needs when he's forgotten he has a reason to continue on.

With the night lamp on at the side of her crib and his bed, he cooes at the sobbing baby with sweet nothings to catch her attention. Th cries immediately died down and replaced with sniffles and the baby looking up hazily at the dark figure above her.

Smiling, Akaashi carefully picks her up from the crib to cradle her on his chest. Giving her small pats on her back with hush whispers when he feels her stretch on his body.

"Shhh, I'm sorry, were you lonely?"

Grabbing on the string of his lamp shade on the nightstand, he pulls the string, allowing more light to glow in his room, and for his little girl to finally see that she wasn't alone anymore. Akaashi swayed gently as he remained in eye contact with the baby, smiling ever so slightly at the unreadable expression his daughter was possessing and played with her fingers.

"Maybe I should work with you around, you never really like it in the dark, do you, baby?"

His little girl cooes at him, curious of what language he was speaking to her and hopes he understood what she was saying as well. Akaashi's heart swelled at the adorable sound and nuzzled his face softly on her stomach, the baby still confused as ever but just clenches her hands in wonder.

His anxieties and thoughts disappearing in the air whilst he sat down on his bed and held his baby near to where his hesrt was beating. The same day you died, was the same day you had given birth. It was a miracle for the baby to be healthy despite what you had intake. He remembers after your announced death, the nurses had to usher him out, but only to drag him into another room where lies a bassinet and a couple of IV's attached and treatments.

When he got closer, his world was shaken that day. The sight of you and his baby alive and now existing after 9 months of waiting was there right before his eyes. But his heart broke at the thought of him being the only one to raise her, and her not having to meet her beloved mother. He was so emotional that day that he almost lost it when he realizes why she was kept in there and why there were so much stuff in this room. He didn't want to think thag he was losing another one when he had just met her.

The nurses explained that there was nothing wrong with the baby, just taking further check ups and to ensure she was absolutely healthy. He was already been forced outside your room that no longer held light, he wasn't going to leave the room where his daughter was until he holds her in his arms where he knows she'll be at the safest.

As time went by to now, Akaashi feared her growing up in the future. She resembled mostly to you. She was a dead carbon copy of you and he was terrified she'd experience what you have as history might repeat itself. The very thought of his daughter having something inside her little head without telling him scares him, Akaashi knew how cruel the world can be and hoe each second in life matters because we are unaware of the deaths happening at those time.

He prayed his baby girl wouldn't go through what you did as a child and carry it until she grows up. He hopes and believed in his own strength that he wasn't going to fail her this time— that there will be no person by her side and will lovd and protect her other than her daddy.

His tears blocking his vision of her as he held her tightly. He whimpers at remembering his thoughts earlier. He wanted to curse himself from thinking of leaving his daughter to fend for herself in this world and to find a way to be back to you. But he knows he was still with you, your daughter was the last love you could ever give him and he was going to love her more than anything.

The trembling of his body stops when his baby started to cry and squirm in his hold. Her whimpers breaking his heart when he couldn't solve her distress, it seemed like she was in pain and he knew this situation like in the past.

"Shh, shh, I'm here. I'm always here. I'm sorry."

Reciting out the same line he's used when he held you against his body that night. You cried and held a hand to your heart that day as he hugged you tighter. The demons inside you he had curse to go away and leave you alone. But they didn't.

An idea popped in his head and reached out inside his nightstand drawer. The little music box you have crafted for him still looked the same as it was before since it was taken with good care. He proceeded to wind it gently to let the soft tune play as he stood up once more to cradle his crying baby.

"Love, don't you worry too much,

You're doing fine."

He sings the first verse of the long memorized lullaby you sang for him. Using his thumb to wipe away the little tears that had escaped his daughters eyes. Her cries were stopped momentarily and were replaced by sniffles. Her dazed eyes making eye contact with her father's.

"You are the most precious thing I have loved."

Akaashi would be cringing thinking his voice was terrible, but the little girl in his arms seemed to be intrigued and loving the harmonized voice of her daddy and an unknown tune from the background.

His voice was smooth and soft. Completely out of character from his monotone one, but enough to capture the attention of someone.

"I will never allow the cruel world to take you— away nor hurt you any more."

He couldn't tell if he was singing the lullaby to her or he was making a silent vow to her. The lullaby you sang to him for the first time he tried searching for in the internet what the lyrics meant and who wrote it. Sadly, there were no results that came up that day.

And you never really told him how you got that song and who it was referring to in the lyrics.

But nevertheless, the lyrics could never be at the right time as it was now. It felt like he was reminding himself of what his role was from now on and what his daughter should always remember as she grows up.

No one was going to hurt her on her watch.

"I will sing you this song when the world, caves on.

You'll be fine, I will never leave you."

At the end of that line his voice cracks as he held back his own tears. He can hear only now your voice and hoe you would thread his hair during nights of distress. How he missed so many cracks of your voice from being too intrigued with the song. How he missed the fact that you needed him the most those nights of terror, yet you chose to make him feel secure and loved without leaving anything for yourself.

Slowly, his mind was connecting all the lyrics and your actions in his head. You were a self reliant person.

You sang this song in reminder that you were loved, beautiful and was protected by the few people that truly loved you. This song was meant to keep you alive.

To keep him going.

And now

It was a vow from him to his daughter.

"You are the most beautiful thing that has came."

Smiling sadly down to his baby now calmed down and listening intently to her daddy, Akaashi leans down to press kisses on her face with his tears sliding down.

He should've sang this to you when you needed it the most. A reminder of what you truly were to him. He hopes deep inside, somewhere up there or in his room you were listening. Listening to him remind you and his daughter— his world and universe, that he was going to be stronger and fulfill his own promises.

One day he was going to meet you in another life he believed, where he'd make you stay, where you and him will raise your little girl once again and he'll wake up next to you. Where he'll be the one singing this lullaby tune as he hold you both in his arms.

But for now, it was just going to be him and his baby girl.

"I will, protect you. Forever, my love."

[yandereskiss]

for the matchup exchange<3

- I am a minor!

- bisexual,, either gender is fine with me! (if needed then I would say leaning to the male side.)

- my mbti is istp-t and zodiac is Aquarius!

- I like reading manga and watching anime, playing video games (things like yttd,story base choice games,rpg and fighting/action games!), monster or redbulls, warm and cozy things, sweet foods, cats, reading!

- i dislike insects (i have an intense fear of them-), loud noises (a car engine,alarms or sink disposal), arrogant people, loud neon colors, tight fitted clothing ( mostly shirts ), getting asked "whats wrong" and there is nothing wrong with me, people who assume too much, arguments, horror movies past 7:30. Getting ignored.

- don't have too many, but i like singing, writing , playing the piano (i can play isabellas lullaby from tpn!), and reading.

- I am pretty understanding and caring to friends n family, I am goofy and v clumsy (lowkey hit my head on the door frame too many times), I am shy n socially awkward- v awkward in general tbh. I can be loud and talkative around my family! I love to rant and just have a overall good mood. I give advice if people need it, but that also leads to me being blunt and sound rude when I say it. I laugh at alot of things, I'm always seen smiling :). I also am known to be sort of sassy, I say some overly confident things but eh I don't mean them, it makes other people laugh haha(and my family calls it cute.).my bad traits are I am not vocal in my feelings, I'm moody (I get irritated alot.), I can be childish (usually out of random I start talking or acting like it and certain actions I do, could be considered that way), I can be blunt ( sometimes in my opinions- I say stuff like,"it has nothing to do with me,thats her fault she was stupid and wanted to save someone.") PROCRASTINATION, I am told to be oblivious (more dense.), messy and lazy., I shut down somedays if there is something wrong or bothering me, i just walk away,but you would have to be close to me for me to say bc I have some trust issues.I am known to be the therapist/mom/fun friend!. I can be mature, if there is a situation I can try and resolve it calmly.but i am also told to be petty and i can be ":) I won't hesitate to start spilling secrets and being rude if the person is lying about me. or it gets physical :0

(thatwasalot)

- I look for someone who has a sense of humor and loyalty. I adore a person who is able to vibe and not be so serious,able to let go and have fun! Though while also able to keep calm in a serious situation. I would like someone who isn't like clingy, hand holding or small hugs are okay but needing to have affection 24/7 is kind of annoying to me. If my partner is into all that, then I would try to work with it (but more in private then public). They don't have to be good at comforting me, but someone who just listens to me is enough. They would accept me for my all and never judge me for something and have my back in tough situations,but also tell me and explain if i am at fault :) overall a chill person.

thank you so much for joining my event!! @marii-e

I MATCH YOU UP WITH...

IZUKU MIDORIYA!!!

❥Why I think you two would be the perfect pair: I believe he fits your description of a perfect partner- definetely loyal, serious when he needs to be (as shown throughout the series and the manga), non-judgemental, comforting and a supporting boyfriend all together that respects your boundaries!!

❥Dates include trips to the amusement park or staying inside playing video games/reading manga/watching anime.

❥ Obviously he gets very flustered and embarrased easily, especially through the start of the relationship. He can be a little awkward, but that is just because he loves you a lot and doesnt want to mess things up.

❥Sends goodmorning and goodnight texts every single day. Calls you to ask if you got home safely after every day as well, that is if he hasn't walked you to your house that day.

❥Worries about you a bit TOO much sometimes.

❥If he accidentally makes you uncomfortable or oversteps you boundaries he immediatly apologizes profusely.

❥Always has your back during fights. (Tbh I can see you being in the hero course in 1A as a teen version of Aizawa- you give me Shinso and Aizawa vibes based of your description.)

❥Always tries to make you laugh- even if it means he has to make a fool out of himself to do so. Your laugh gives him courage.

relationship song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MI30X9sSYlg

[senpai1bitch]

The escape

From: Karma

!TW! mentions of murder, running away, Demons (I can't remember what I called them in the story)

(This story is mostly based off of "The Promised Neverland" so credits to the creators of "The Promised Neverland")

Summary: (I'm really bad at summarys so I apologize) A boy named Arson foster gets teleported to a different world and he meets 3 other kids in that world and he decides that he is gonna take his friends with him to escape. He has until his birthday to escape.

Why would anyone wanna be sent to another world?

Well that’s what happened to me. You might be wondering who I am? Well I’m Arson Foster, and I’m gonna tell you the story of my life.

So let me start all from the beginning. I was sitting at the dinner table eating my food for dinner with my family. We had a bento box. It was my favorite and my family knew it. My first day of high school was the next day, so I had to go straight to bed once I was done eating. So, once I was done eating, I cleaned my plate then put it away then went to bed. I layed in my bed for a little bit. But it slowly wasn’t my bed..it slowly drifted to a different room that wasn’t my bedroom..I heard..children playing and laughing?..I didn’t know if it was some sort of dream or not. So I tried going back to sleep. Still..I woke up in the same strange room so I decided to get up and walk around. But right once I got up I heard a voice..a girl's voice..

she yelled “ARSON!YOU’RE UP!” 

“Y-ya..” I mumbled. 

“Come here come here! Everyone is so excited to meet you!” She continued yelling.

But being the idiot I am, I decided to follow her,so I decided to nervously follow her to what she showed me the-

 “This is the dining hall.” she said calmly then smiled softly.

Everyone turned around to look at me. I got embarrassed and my face flushed a bright red. But then I heard the girl yell again.

“LEVI COME HERE!”

“Jeez- I heard ya don’t gotta yell-” The boy said being annoyed.

The boy came over to us. He had short black messy hair around my age, maybe older.

“Hey. I’m Levi, what’s your name?” Levi said in a stern voice and put his hand out.

“My name is Arson foster, nice to meet you.” I said in a slightly stern voice then shook his hand.

“O- yea I forgot! My name is Amazon Mayfield!” The girl said in a cheerful voice.

“Arson..” a voice said calmly. 

I turned then saw the person the other children called ‘mother’ but which I called the ‘caretaker’

“Follow me Arson,” the caretaker said in a calm tone again.

“O-ok..?” I say in a questioning tone.

I followed The caretaker into a strange room full of books and a desk. An office perhaps? Study hall, maybe?

“This is my room.” The caretaker said while sitting down at her desk.

“You may be wondering why you are here.” She said, propping her elbows up on the desk.

“Yes I am.” I said in a stern voice.

“Well..you have something very special that we could use..” she said with a soft smile.

“So what do you say..Arson will you join us? Me and my boss, Nex?” She said, reaching her hand out with a cold lust in her eyes.

I look at her hand..then look at her..

“What no! Are you fucking insane! I would never join someone like you! I have no clue who the fuck you are! But it’s pretty fucking obvious that you aren’t a good person!” I smack her hand away then storm out of the room and go back to the dining hall.

“Let’s go outside and start our training! And arson if you need help with figuring out your quirk me and Levi would be glad to help.” Amazon said with a soft smile.

“Sure!” I say determined. 

We went outside and started training. And I figured out that my quirk is copy, which means I can get whatever power I want with just thinking of it. I chose my main power to be disintegration, which I decided to put that quirk into a scythe. I mainly focused on practicing disintegration.

“Hey Levi, Amazon.” I look down.

“Yeah?” They both say in a questioning tone.

“Did she ask you?” Levi said concerned.

“If you are talking about joining her then yes, and I have a plan.” I say determined.

“What is your plan?” Amazon asked.

“Follow me.” I ran into the forest then after a few minutes I ran into a small fence about waist height then I jumped over it then continued running..until I ran into a huge concrete wall. I looked behind me to see if Amazon and Levi were behind me. And they were.

I point at the wall. “Let’s runaway, I’m guessing I have until my birthday, correct?”

“Yea you do,” Amazon said concerned.

“Well it’s June 8th 2055 and my birthday is October 31st 2055, so we have a few months.” I say in a cold voice.

“Follow me. I know someone who might be able to help.” Levi said running back towards the orphanage, we didn’t realize how late it was so by the time we got back the sun was down..but something was off..there was a kid dressed up with a suitcase full of their stuff..but by the time we got back the kid had already said goodbye to everyone so the caretaker escorted the kid to the gate. But we were never allowed to go by the gate but I didn’t really care. 

“They aren’t coming back..they never do.” Levi said coldly.

“What do you mean Levi?” I said with question in my voice.

“Well..” Levi looked up at me with a cold look.

“They- they aren’t actually going to a Foster family..” Levi said with a straight face.

“They get killed” Levi tilts his head slightly.

“O- dang- well um- w-we should go tell your friend.” I say kinda nervous.

“Yea, Amazon you coming?” Levi asks.

“Yea sure” Amazon says in a kind and gentle tone.

Levi started walking to the library as me and Amazon followed.

 Levi walked in and yelled “Karma ya in here? Me and my friends have something we wanna tell you!”

A boy probably around Levi’s age popped out from behind the bookshelves.

“Hi Levi! Who is that?” He points at me.

“That’s Arson. And he has a plan to save us.” Levi said in a stern tone.

“O! What is it?!” Karma turned towards me.

“Well I was thinking that we could run away, and I can take you all home.” I say in a soft voice.

“Well..it would work..but it depends on how far away your birthday is and if you can come up with a good enough plan to escape, cause nobody here has ever been able to escape.” Karma said in a slightly questioning tone.

“Well I was thinking that we could escape through the forest and take some sheets or rope or something so we could climb over the wall.” I said in a determined voice.

“Well that would work, but past the concrete wall-” Karma said.

“Well there’s simply nothing or mostly, the wall is practically a cliff, but unless you were able to make something to throw to the other side your plan could work.” Karma said in a determined tone.

“Okay, well let’s start planning.” I say smiling.

So we did. We started planning, we also started training the other kids. Making sure that they don’t tell the ‘mother.’ We gathered some sheets and gathered some clothes and some food. Then we put the supplies in some backpacks we found then we hid the bags underneath our beds.

“Now..we wait..until my birthday..” I say very determined.

October 31st 2055

My birthday at 2:28 am

We all started running towards the wall but the second we got there we quickly got stopped..we were face to face with him..the one who started all this madness..the one who murdered all the kids who ever got shipped..it was him..Thee Nex but he had the caretaker right beside him. So I decided to signal too all the kids to split up, which they all did..or at least I thought.

“What the!- Guys! Go!” I yelled at Levi, Amazon, and Karma.

I hear Nex laughing hysterically.

“Go get them..Arrow” Nex signals to the caretaker to go get the kids.

“We aren’t leaving you!” Amazon yells back at me.

“I don’t know you that much but I know you mean well so I’m not gonna leave you!” Karma adds on.

“I’m with karma! And I want us all to go home!” Levi yells at me, adding onto Karma.

“Tch- whatever I’m not gonna stop you..-“ I say with blood lust in my eyes then grab my scythe then activate my disintegration quirk.

“Just stay out of my way unless I ask you for my help.” I say in a very cold tone then quickly start to twist my scythe in between my fingers.

“Ha! You all look so pathetic and weak-“ Nex pauses then quickly tries to pin me to the ground..but fails..I hit Nex behind his neck, making him fall to the ground, then I pinned Nex to the ground.

I glare at Amazon for her to shoot Nex with one of her truth arrows so Nex wouldn’t make things so difficult. 

Amazon gets in position then shoots Nex with one of her truth arrows. Then both Levi get in position just in case Nex decides to fight back.

“Where is the place to leave?” I say in an even colder tone.

Nex tries to keep his mouth shut but fails. If I’m being honest..it was pretty funny.

“I-it’s past the wall then go about 100 miles then you should find an elevator..that will take you kids home..” he says bitterly.

I went to kill Nex, I had my scythe right underneath Nex's chin, but my scythe quickly got moved..Levi was..protecting Nex..?

“Stop! We got this son of a bitch to tell us how to leave this shitty place! So let’s just go!” Levi shouted at me so I made an annoyed expression then I retreated.

“Tch- whatever!-“ I turned around.

After an hour or so we were able to get all the kids back together and we were able to get past the wall then started running in the direction Nex told us to, the sound of the kids filled the forest. But then after a few hours we finally reached it..we reached our escape..we got to the elevator so we all got inside. 

“Who’s gonna pull the lever?” I asked everyone.

I looked around and everyone was staring at me.

“Heh- fine..we’ll it was nice meeting you all..” I start to hug my friends and the others start doing the same. And once everyone hugged everyone I wrapped my hand around the lever.

“Well..it was nice knowing you all..who knows..maybe we’ll all meet again..in another life..” I smile with tears rolling down my face then everyone else starts crying.

We were all finally gonna be able to go home..So..I pulled the lever.

THE END

[stray-tori]

TPN S02E04 - Initial Thoughts (anime-only)

viewing + post-ep talk with my friends: Google Drive (sorry, youtube denied me again)

(i) Translations are in the English (USA) CC (including the english bits as well for those who struggle with the audio/language, etc.)

pls validate my efforts and watch it.

there’s some anime-only talk about the adaptation towards the end, I wasn’t trying to be arrogant, just mention it to my friends based on some things I’d heard and without spoiling them about what is different that I do know of specifically. But if you want to avoid that, feel free to!

I definitely said it a bit too in favor of the anime, and obviously my friends’ just got my simplified thoughts on it? Like when they said it makes sense for the anime to move on quicker, but that’s not really what’s different. 

So yeah, please forgive the dubious things in that segment, I really just didn’t think about my words a lot.

.

. Random thoughts

The fish bug scenes were delightful TvT Also the animation during them trying to grab them???

The OST during Isabella’s scenes???? take me

I think we also heard the OST sneak peak from a while ago during the cave confrontation with the army force human

Don is a useless nightwatch, goddamn it Don

Don is an epic chairman.

Loved the shot of Ray shooting at the big demon (why didn’t Emma get a cool shot? :THONK:), very dynamic, very epic.

Also them running together to push the man off the cliff was... something haha.

I’m losing my mind that we’re actually just ending on the way ep1 started. Same animation loops too, eh. to be expected, and obviously adjusted for different clothing and items but. still as someone who wants to praise for not re-using animation, rip.

EMMA HAVING SLEEPING CHILDREN AROUND HER AWWWW

Eyy Ray took a bath with the others too, yay

.

. The bunker

So, the twist was that there was really.... no twist at all. Minerva was a good guy, he tried his best, he got discovered and chased.

And yet, I don’t think the bunker was previously discovered by the farms, which would at least warrant a “scare” like that, effectively making it a trap. They may have been aware of a shelter’s existence, but I don’t think they’ve been there before.

You could probably assume that the Troup that attacked our characters may have also removed the previous escapees from the scene --- but if that was the case, why leave all of the letters and other things in place. Not getting there immediately is understandable, they seem to arrived by foot (what? do you plan to keep an eye on the children the whole like 5 day march back or however long it took?? dang). So that’s not it.

So: what caused the HELPs? the person writing in the book seems to have been abandoned or more likely, are the only survivor of their group (maybe the only person in the group at all). Now it’d be an option for them to have found this safe haven and decided to just spend their days there, slowly losing their minds and doing the things on the wall. But then the message in the book, on the other hand, seems traumatized and sad, but not as lost as the carvings on the wall.

So either, they calmed down after going crazy and then once they did, they decided to leave.

Or it’s from two different people (or multiple), the one after the “HELP” one probably leaving the uplifting message in the book nearby of the scribbles.

I’m not sure which I’d find more likely, but all in all, I’m not sure why they didn’t just have the demons already know of the place and just have the letter (they probably wouldn’t have searched everything in the place) not be as obviously placed and then boom, they could still have made all discoveries they needed and when they found the help wall, it would have been from children trapped in the room while the men searched the bunker, wanting help.

* Clearly that’s not what they were going for, since there’s also day-counting things, but even that you could have explained by saying, they missed a child and the other escapees convinced them that they died, somehow and so they were left behind, traumatized by their friends being taken back and giving up for a while. It still runs into the same “but how can it be the same person?” doubt that my friend brought up, but I think that it’d justify the shock value of the wall more. Still not really making the whole “HELP” thing add up though, since that just sounds like there’s an immediate threat, when there isn’t. The only other thing I can think of is that the entire wall wasn’t one instance, so the counting could be solitude, the HELPs acute danger and the names probably also solitude. The drawing on the right also makes me think it was probably a child as well, fairly young. Poor kid.

Unless there’s something more to it I feel like it makes a little more sense, but still not a lot (WHY’D YOU LEAVE YOUR SNACKS, BRO) but seeing as we’ve left, I don’t think we’ll get to know.

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I’m assuming the way the farm knew now is either a) they were aware but didn’t see any reason to go there unless there were children there, b) they saw the coordinate carvings (thanks Ray) or c) the pursuers contacted the farms (which would make sense, and again, thanks Ray).

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.. the farm has a military force???

I also find it kind of funny that the farms have a military force??? Because so far, we’ve never seen them use guns to do anything. Which makes me think they might not be farm-intern but from an outside force, maybe the humans who are more “on-level” with them?

Like, what do they do all day. They’re probably not part of the buff demon guards and.... idk man haha-

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. Isabella

Ahh I was happy to see her! I was even happier to be like “hah, prison. Knew it.” and then later reacting to the offer, even though that wasn’t exactly what I called, but damn. the pride. my fucking expression too lol, i couldn’t hide it at all pff.

Her jump in motivation is a little weird, but I do see it as, someone who has basically accepted their fate, and when that gets challenged, the will to live takes over. 

I’m also not quite sure how she’s supposed to capture them if she can’t leave?

And then of course there’s whatever they promised her aside from “freedom” (which, if that just means being let outside, good luck ma’am there’s demons everywhere) - or is the transportation to the human world included? :D

Based on her clothing in the OP, I might have guessed it’d be “become a grandma” but that doesn’t really go well with the promise of freedom so.... I don’t know where that entire thing is going pff-

We don’t know a lot about what drives Isabella but one of the few things we do know is a) will to live and b) Leslie (????), hence the lullaby in “stressful” situations.

She already got the will to live with the baseline deal, so the only thing I can think of that would make her react more than freedom would be that Leslie’s alive and she can see him if she helps.

I’m not sure if she’s interested in anything else, like how the world works or what she can do for anyone, like.... hm. Of course it could totally be something that we just don’t know yet but yeah I guess that’s my guess.

They probably won’t give up Ray and seeing as she’s more concerned about his brain than anything, I don’t think even if they did allow her to take him with her, it probably wouldn’t mean a lot to her. Plus, why lose another high quality cattle.

I guess it could be, she did seem she wanted to be a proper mother figure, but idk something tells me it’s probably not something like that.

It would also be more “???” than “OHHH” of an reveal. Then again, Leslie is also an obvious choice so.

Maybe it’s something entirely new, we’ll see :D

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. The possibily wrong date

So when Anna writes a journal thingy, we see this

And, well, their escape happened in January 2046, so... for that to be true, somewhere along the line, an entire year would have had to pass.

I’m assume this is a production error because

they didn’t get to harvest once

they wouldn’t wait a year to talk about the plan to go back

Ray wouldn’t need an ear patch for so long, he only has a cut

the montage only showed 22nd and 23rd, if an entire year had passed, we’d have been shown more varied dates, etc.

then it makes even less sense for why the army shows up one year later out of nowhere :D

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Smh, CloverWorks, what can you even do right.

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Yee, thanks for reading!

[chidoroki]

The Promised Neverland S2EP5.5

aka: fast-forwarding through the speedrun feat. “name that tune”

5.5 hm? Is this how we’ll get a full 12 episodes? By only saying 11 are new while this one is a recap?

I heard “Isabella’s Lullaby” and I almost teared up on cue.

I thought it was just gonna be a recap of this season, not the first one too. Oh no, am I about to experience a roller coaster of emotions?

“And I was about to learn how this world functioned.” Or maybe we’ll see ch74 animated?

You know you’re starving for GP arc content when you see the episode titled “guidepost” and you think of the rules signpost Emma sees upon first waking up at GP..

You can dislike the second season all you want, but there is simply no way you can hate on “Identity” and you can bet I’m gonna continue to praise it every week.

I love how Ray’s oil scene conveys the same level of intensity/panic whether it has “Grandma and Demons” playing in the back or “Introduction.”

Next is “Emma’s Determination,” right? Honestly it’s been so long since I listened to the s1 soundtrack but all the songs are so memorable.

Do you know it took me a full year after I first watched s1 to realize that Norman was also left-handed? I felt so foolish.

Speaking of chopped off ear, s2 never explained that Ray never had his cut off. I saw some people confused about that last week, but Emma took out his tracker so he only had a cut on his ear.

“At worst, I estimate that we have two years of time.” And yet the anime decided to let you do close to nothing for one of those years.

Why they gotta switch it to “Emma’s Sorrow” like that huh? Do they want me to feel upset?

What else is there for me to comment on during this recap ep besides all the music.. like “81194” now.

“The journey wasn’t an easy one.” But.. you really haven’t done much.

Okay, well I don’t know the track name for this one but it played in ep1 of this season when the kids found the water plant.. things, whatever they were called.

Ohh, and this next track too! I really like it.

“The demons won’t hunt humans.” Completely accurate since GP doesn’t exist in this timeline.

I still love how in sync the duo was during that scene with Sonju.

Mujika giving Emma the ol’ razzle dazzle necklace that has yet to serve any purpose in this adaption, hurray.

“Hold on to it. I’m sure it will protect you.” Not from losing her character development it won’t.

 I don’t recognize this track at all.. the one they currently have playing at the kids enter the empty shelter. Did I completely miss it before?

“GF House” though during the phone call.

“D100.. It’s at the edge of the west side. It’s really far!” .. And? The Cuvitidala search group cleared the entire east side of the map in 7 months. Y’all are telling me the anime kids couldn’t reach one specific point in the span of 6 months/1 year?

Also, not sure of the songs played before and during the shelter being blown up again, but it makes me look forward to whenever this season’s soundtrack will be released.

“Your release won’t be the only reward.” I know a lot of people were speculating that the demon offered Isabella to escape with her child, but would they even know who this is/if they’re alive? I guess they could.. Isabella had files on the other women’s kids in her special chapter, but if the demons know it’s Ray, would they really allow a premium quality kid like that go free?

I also don’t think a reward like that would make her smile so mischievously either, unless she’s only doing so to appeal to the demon’s better interest, in which case I say bravo to you ma’am.

“One year since escaping Grace Field House.” I cry.

... Do you think the demon shrine in this temple has a purple cloth over its head to represent Mujika? The old demon from last ep did call it the Evil-Blooded Temple.

So the old demon really was blind.

The track changed fro the chase scene too.. though of course it still has hints of the lullaby melody.

“Tension”.. and Norman.

Those demons shouldn’t be dead, right? Zazie only slashed at their stomachs, not their eyes.

How did Norman even know it was Emma behind that mask? Sure he probably heard the rumor about the GF kids still on the run at the beginning of ep5 and Ray wielding a bow with his hands showing certainly helps, but still.

“Now, can you tell us your story?” Ah, so maybe ch74 next time, as we clearly didn’t get it earlier.

I don’t know how heartfelt of a reunion we’ll get between the trio next time, since we’re in the middle of a demon town, but Ray better slap that boy still.

I rage quit last ep so I forgot to mention this, but the full version of “Mahou” is so calming. Definitely worth a listen if this adaptation is stressing you out.