#Morphed Ryu

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Welcome to the final part of our X-Men vs. Street Fighter roster.

Rules:

1. X-Men and Street Fighter Characters only*

2. No Deadpool, Kamala Khan, Wanda, Pietro, or Namor will be added to the base roster.

Now here's our roster:

Why they were added:

Makoto: Wanted a Street Fighter 3 character. You guys chose Makoto

Warlock: I wanted a more... abstract looking character and one final hero.

Morph and Eleven: Once I learned about Eleven being giving the random select button a personality, I decided to add both him for the Street Fighter side and Morph for the X-Men side.

Columns 1 and 9 characters: If you've seen my previous posts, you'd know I wanted to make raid bosses more interesting, and so I decided to add some of these to the roster.

I'm also going to show you the DLC:

The Punisher Characters: The first game Capcom-made Marvel game deserves more attention.

Final Fight: A major part of the street fighter lore that I decided to save them DLC.

I originally had more DLC to show off, but it didn't seem right...

Now, I've done a lot of Marvel Rosters lately, so I'm going to take a break. So what do you want me to cover?

[ultramantr1gger]

WHAT IS THIS CHOICE

[thisonehere]

Csn you write Smoke x fem. Reader about the reader waking Smoke by giving him kisses along his bare back?

I sure csn!

The Sleeping Beauty

Tags: Request, Tomas x fem!reader, MK1, Heat, hugs and kisses

C/w: Slight-smut, body-worship, blue balls

It was morning time at the Shirsi Ryu's Sunlight poured into Tomas's room from the curtains. Blanketing you in its color, your eyes open and strain at the soft light. You can hear birds chirping You lift your head up just the slightest to look at the alarm, 8 AM. As you rub your eyes, you look over to Tomas, there he is still sleeping soundly on his stomach. Like many times before, you had stayed the night in hid room, and like nights before, it was wonderful. You're honestly surprised you woke up before him. Usually he is always the first to wake up, he lets you sleep in for a few extra minutes as he gets ready. On many mornings he has breakfast that he lovingly crafted just for you to enjoy. Other than the burnt parts, it often tastes almost decent.

A wide smile spreads across your face as you look at him. You take the moment to just admire him and how cute he is. His short hair is messy from the night of tossing and turning to find the right position, drool drips from his mouth, a pleasant smile decorates his face as if he's dreaming of something sweet. Tomas likes to sleep shirtless, leaving his body on display for you. The warm morning light blankets his back, highlighting the many muscles. Muscles he often uses to cuddle you many times during the night. You nuzzle up next to him and take in the warmth of his soft skin. Soon he'll have to get up and leave, so you melt into him as you just enjoy the moment.

Tomas, still somewhat asleep, wraps an arm at you, holding you close, then begins to snore all over again. You feel in such a state of peace, it's a shame in a few minutes it'll all be over. So why not start the morning off with a little fun? A mischievous thought suddenly popped into your head, your content face soon morphs into a sly smile as you get out from under Tomas's arm and hover over him. After trying to hold back a few giggles, you go down and place a kiss on his back. And then another. And another. Up and down his back you pepper one kiss after the other. You get everywhere, along his spine, his shoulder blades, even getting close to his lower back. You worship his glorious body with one kiss after the other.

After a few moments, Tomas begins to stir. First with a slight groan. And then he lets out a confused sound as he comes to. You just continue to kiss the man's back as he moans a little under breath. He lifts his head up and looks over his shoulder at you, "And what are you doing down there?" As he has arches brow and a surprised smile. "Just making sure you woke up the right way." You finally stop as an uncontrollable giggle overtakes you. "Well, that's certainly been accomplished." His face burned red with blush as a fluster expression is on his face. He rolls over onto his back and spreads his arm, inviting you in for a quick cuddle, which you happily accept. You lay your head onto his chest as he wraps his arms around you. "There's a lot to be done today." His voice has a slight serious tone to it. "Honzo?" You guessed, Tomas just nods. "Among other things, I have a full day ahead of me." Tomas groans. The sky smirk returns to your face. "Then why don't we begin it the right way?" Tomas gives you a questionable look, it slowly dawns on him what you mean. The blush gets even harder as he stares at you flustered.

You begin to kiss him. Starting from his lips, going down to his neck, then to his chest, all the way down to his abs. Tomas lays his head back, a smile on his face as he braces to enjoy what you're about to do. You make your way down further his body, being sure to pepper kisses all over his torso and before getting to his belly bottom. Soon, you are close to his pants. Tomas lifts his head up to give you, an excited smile on his face. You reach for his pajama pants, kissing and sucking at his pelvis. You can just feel Tomas's excitement as you slowly undo his pants and pull it back to reveal a part of his groin. "I better go get ready." You suddenly say, lifting head up from his body and pulling the pants back to where it was. "W-Wait, What?" Tomas is quick to sit up in bed. He's confused as he stares at you dumbly as you jump to your feet. You leave Tomas on the bed, flustered and panting mess as you make your way to the door. "Wait," Tomas lifts his pajamas and stares at the problem you've just created. "Y/n, y-you're not going to leave me like this, right?" He asks with a panic as he looks miserably at the stiff monster. You don't answer back and you leave the room. "Y/n?" He desperately calls to you.

[respectthepetty]

Grandma deserves three grandsons!

I caught up on the last three episodes of The Rebound before the finale, because I'm excited to see how this ends (the court is in Ryu and Zen's colors, so they will at least advance to the finals)

But all's I really know is each one of these color-coded boys deserves TWO color-coded boyfriends.

They all have two hands!

I know this is the love story between a "Nobody Cares" Blue Boy and a "Be Kind" Yellow/Orange Oddity.

But my Green Guy with yellow over his heart is the perfect middleman because he is sad and pushy but respectful and kind.

And he clearly likes Zen so much since Zen's yellow pops up around him often.

But so does Ryu's blue!

For heaven's sake, he is wearing (and riding) Ryu's blue!

And when Ryu and Zen are having their cute couple's moment outside the store, there is a green bike just chillin' next to them!

When Ryu and Zen are having the longest heart-to-heart during what should be a standard thirty second timeout, they are standing on green!

Atom is in this relationship with them. HE IS LITERALLY IN THAT BED RIGHT NEXT TO ZEN!

Grandma deserves three grandsons, each boy deserves two boyfriends. AND ZEN IS THE CENTER OF EVERYONE'S WORLD!

Once again this is a story about Ryu and Zen which is why their colors show up everywhere like the locker room shelves.

And their colors are the light poles on the dunk tanks, BUT Atom literally showed up too to help them!

The lanyard Zen wears at work is his and Ryu's colors, yet somehow looks like it morphs into Atom's green in the middle.

Ryu has picked up Zen's color.

And Ryu has gladly given Zen his color.

But even when Ryu goes to see his blue (bitch) mother [I wrote what I wrote]

And that giant red X appears

Yellow and GREEN back him up with the division between them!

Because Zen and Grandma have done so much to make Atom and Ryu happy and in response, Ryu and Atom would do anything and everything to make sure Zen and Grandma are happy!

They rush to the hospital to take care of Zen and Grandma (note that Atom has on a BLUE jacket!)

And even with the barriers between them, they both openly acknowledge the other one is a good partner FOR EACH OTHER! They were talking about how they are good partners on the basketball court FOR EACH OTHER!

And it's true! At the 3-on-3 tournament, the court is lit by their colors: yellow on the bottom left, blue on the middle top, and green on the bottom right.

Even when they they are actually playing as R.A.Z on the court sponsored by RAIN|BOW and ALL THIS, there is blue and yellow, and green is peeking out in the bottom right corner.

Because normally everything about basketball is only Ryu and Zen's colors.

But Atom is part of their story now because all of their colors are there!

And even though the first game of the 3-on-3 tournament started by focusing on Zen's situation and Zen's color.

They won the final game with all three of their colors on that scoreboard.

So I am praying that the final acknowledges the special bond these three boys have! If Atom rescues Ryu to make Zen happy, great! If Ryu and Atom finally hug, great! If they all go off to college together, AMAZING!

But as far as I'm concerned,

THEY. ARE. CANON!

[iheart-nana]

xxxii. your embrace

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CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO ─ your embrace.

❛ now i need someone to hold be my fire in the cold ❜

Choi Yumi's Perspective

"The kitten's grown."

The moment those words left my mouth, I wanted to slap myself really hard. I had been waiting outside the Jagam High Music Club for what felt like an eternity. Each passing minute felt endless, but I endured through my impatience because I wanted to see Kim Taesung. I wanted to sincerely apologize for every thoughtless word I said to him. And when I finally spotted him feeding the kitten on the sidewalk, looking just as gorgeous as ever, all I could say was "The kitten's grown?" I had never acted more stupid in my life

He turned to look at me, and his eyebrows raised in curiosity seemed to fall and his expression changed. His eyes look blank and lifeless, reminding my of the future that I had recently witnessed. He focused his gaze on the ground, as if he was trying to distract himself.

"Oh, it's you."

His words seemed to break my heart in a split second. My mind recalled all the moments I had spent with him in the past. His witty remarks, his humor that was slightly rude, were all vivid in front of my eyes. But now, all that was gone, replaced by a grim, cold boy that I barely recognized. That side of him that only I seemed to know had disappeared, and it was all my fault.

He stood up, facing me now, and my stupid heart began hammering against my chest.

"I- I wanted to say... that I'm sorry," I mumbled out. Another internal slap. That sounded completely insincere. Like someone had forced me to apologize. What was wrong with me? Where had all my communication skills gone off to?

Choi Eunyoung's Perspective

I pushed the door as I entered the swimming pool area as quietly as I possibly could. Immediately, the smell of chlorine hit my nose and the still, cool air that hung over the entire room sent a shiver down my spine. I closed the door behind me, making barely a sound as my eyes scanned my surroundings. There was a wall on my right, and a door on my left leading to a locker room. All the windows had been closed and the only source of illumination was from some dim lights put up on the walls.

I had run into Inhyuk while I was about to meet Sunjae at his house, who told me that Sunjae had gone to the swimming pool because he apparently "left something there." The statement brought an inexplicable anxious feeling that tightened my chest and I came to the school swimming pool as quickly as I could.

A soft sobbing sound fell upon my ears that grew louder as I moved towards the source of the sound. Then I saw him. Sunjae. He was sitting right at the edge of the swimming pool. legs crossed and his head in his hands, crying softly. My raised eyebrows and curious eyes morphed into a face of unwelcome realization. My heart seemed to crack and shatter the longer I watched him. Swimming was everything to him. And all of a sudden, he had to quit. When I thought about the amount of pain he must have been in, it made me want to scream and curse at his fate. I felt that same tightening feeling in my chest as I approached him slowly, mindful of the wet floor.

Ryu Sunjae's Perspective

I felt a pair of arms gently wrap around my shoulders. The action was sudden, unexpected; Especially because no one was around when I checked; But strangely, instead of resisting, I found myself melting into the embrace. A part of me knew. That it was her. With hesitation, I lifted my head, my face wet with tears as I heaved another sob and looked at Eunyoung's face that seemed to reflect the pain I felt inside.

"Eunyoung," I breathed out, my sobbing stopping momentarily, "I was-"

"You don't have to explain," she assured me, her own voice sounding choked, as if she was holding back tears. She was kneeling on the wet floor behind me, her arms clinging onto me, as if she was afraid to let go. All my pain seemed to suddenly disappear in that moment as my face began feeling warmer and butterflies seemed to take flight in my stomach. Her touch sent chills down my spine every single time.

She closed her eyes tightly, as tears spilled out of her eyes. With each drop that cascaded down her cheeks, I felt my heart break. She pulled away and sat facing me while trying to blink away the tears in her eyes. "Sunjae, I," her voice faded away as she tried to compose herself before speaking again. As her hand reached up to caress my face, I felt my heart skip a beat. Choi Eunyoung what are you doing to me?

"I never want you to be in pain. It hurts to see you like this, Sunjae. You never have to feel like you need to bottle up your feelings. Because I'm here for you. And I always will be."

The moment she said those words, I couldn't help but pull her into another embrace and burst into tears. My arms wrapped tightly around her waist as I sobbed into the nape of her neck. I felt the surprise in her body, but instead of pushing me away, her hands rested lightly on my head, caressing my hair with a kind of care I had never felt before. I didn't know how much I needed to hear those words, because they seemed to reassure me in ways that I had never felt before.

Then, at the perfect time to ruin the moment, there was a crashing sound outside. Both of us jumped severely as we slipped because of the wet floor and plunged into the pool that was barely inches away from us. The second that the cold water hit my body, soaking all my clothes, I felt my hands reaching for Eunyoung, who was struggling. I held her shoulders tightly as she steadied herself. My eyes scanned her as I asked frantically, "Are you alright? You aren't hurt or anything are you?"

Her widened eyes seemed to stare at me for a few moments before answering, "No... I'm just a little shaken," her nose crinkled up, "And I think some water went up my nose."

I chuckled at her adorable expression. She's just too cute, I found myself thinking.

"Let's get out of here?"

"You don't have to ask me twice."

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nana's notes: i came up with this cute idea during a lecture btw my brain never take s a break <3 also someone needs to check on yumi, like is she okay??

delphi's notes: aw they fell in the pool. *ERROR* yumi's communications not found ⚠️

next chapter: friday (out now) list of chapters here!

[ryukang1995]

Mortal Kombat vs. DC Universe counterparts/matchups

Superman = Raiden - The ultimate defenders of their worlds. Superman is like a god while Raiden is literally one...well, before New MK1 came along.

Batman = Liu Kang - The greatest human defenders of their respective teams...at least before Liu Kang became the Fire God. Both are expert martial artists and have an animal motif going on (Liu Kang has a dragon theme while Batman's is self-explanatory).

Wonder Woman = Kitana - Warrior princesses from other worlds. Depending on which version you're going with, they also have close relationships with Batman and Liu Kang.

Green Lantern (Hal Jordan) = Kuai Liang (Scorpion/Sub-Zero) - Members of councils who often share their mantles with other figures in the canon (Hal is part of the Green Lantern Corps while Kuai Liang is a member of the Lin Kuei clan, and later the Shirai Ryu clan in New MK1). Green Lantern's ring and Sub-Zero's ice often function similarly with both of them being able to create practically anything with them.

The Flash = Kabal - Super speedsters who often can be snarky.

Aquaman = Rain - Royal figures who are hydrokinetic and can manipulate the weather.

Deathstroke = Hanzo Hasashi (Scorpion) - Top ranking assassins who left behind their families from previous lives.

Catwoman = Sonya Blade - Arguably the most recognizable female characters besides Wonder Woman and Kitana, they're often on opposite sides of the law since Sonya is a Special Forces agent while Catwoman is a burglar. They too have close relationships with Batman and Liu Kang (mostly in my works based on MK, and even in the Jeff Rovin novel).

Dick Grayson (Robin/Nightwing) = Kung Lao - The partners/sidekicks to Batman and Liu Kang, they too are skilled martial artists.

Cyborg = Jax - African-American males who are cybernetically enhanced.

Starfire = Li Mei - Female fighters who can fire plasma/nova blasts. They also have close relationships with Dick Grayson and Kung Lao (at least in my works based on MK).

Raven = Ermac - Figures who use telepathy and dark magic.

Beast Boy = Nightwolf - Characters who can morph into animals.

Shazam = Fujin - Godly figures who are somewhat connected to Superman and Raiden.

The Joker = Kano - Psychopathic criminals with a penchant for knives and a twisted sense of humor.

Harley Quinn = Mileena - Seductive yet playful and twisted femme fatales.

Green Arrow = Kung Jin - Archers who are also skilled martial artists.

Black Canary = Sindel - Authority figures who are also mothers and have ultrasonic screams.

Blue Beetle = Takeda - Young heroes who have an insect motif.

Booster Gold = Johnny Cage - Egotistical celebrity heroes.

Katana = Kenshi - Japanese fighters who wield swords that have the souls of family members trapped in them.

Sinestro = Bi Han (Sub-Zero/Noob Saibot) - Darker foils to Green Lantern and Kuai Liang who used to fight for good until they became villains who invoke fear.

Killer Croc = Reptile - Sideshow freaks with a strong reptilian theme.

Lobo = Baraka - Deadly otherworldly beings.

Bane = Goro - Behemoth fighters with a level of intellect. They also have pivotal roles against Batman and Liu Kang (while Bane broke Batman's back, Liu Kang defeated Goro to become the Mortal Kombat champion).

Doctor Fate = Shang Tsung - Sorcerers.

Lex Luthor = Quan Chi - Power-mad and intellectual villains.

Darkseid = Shao Kahn - Tyrannical rulers bent on conquering worlds.

That's all for now. I did leave some characters out, but these are who I could think of at the moment. If you view them differently, it's all good.

[paulinawoodpecker]

Paulina Woodpecker presents…

Fantasy hearts and the treasure planet!!

About: Sora with her friends, Kai, Ryu, kwazzi and peso accidentally hit into a dimension without her using her fantasy heart key. The fantasy heart group ended up in a world of pirates and crew members on a mission to get gold. But then queen Lucifer and prince Hamada went to their world to destroy them! With the help of their new friends, they can beat the queen and the prince and the heartless monsters together.

Rated: PG

Includes: action, adventure and fantasy

Warning: slight blood, swearing and lore

Cast:

Sora: Aimee Carrero (the youngest of Ryu and Kai and the leader of the fantasy hearts team, she holds the fantasy key to open dimensions, as they enter the new world, she didn’t even use her key)

Kwazzi: rob rackstraw (a pirate troublemaker who always gets himself and the team caught easily. She gave silver a snack but he food poisoned him accidentally)

Peso: Wayne Grayson ( a penguin doctor who takes care of injured people especially his team. He is also a caretaker especially to silver and his upset stomach)

Ryu: Joe mele (the oldest in the group; he the opposite of kwazzi. He acts like a leader and somehow gets jealous of Sora)

Kai: Ariel winter (she the second youngest in the group; she loved Ryu and Sora as her siblings. She can be a little off with kwazzi after what he has done to silver)

Jim Hawkins: Joesph Gordon Levitt (the leader of the mothership; he also supports for silver to make him feel better. He’s the leader of the ship)

John silver: Brian Murray (a cook and a cyborg who accidentally got his stomach upset thanks to kwazzi)

Delbert Doppler: David Hyde pierce (a doctor who’s friends with peso and also cares and worries about silver)

Captain Amelia: Emma Thompson ( she’s the captain of the team. She also wants to support him for making him feel better)

B.E.N: Martin short (a robot who’s friends with Jim Hawkins and Sora on their mission)

Morph: Dane. A. Davis ( a bubble and slivers sidekick)

Sarah Hawkins: Laurie metcalf (Jim Hawkins single mother who is always on Jim’s and Sora’s side)

Captain barnacles: Simon green wall (the leader of the oconauts)

Shellington: Keith wickham ( a genius and a scientist who knows what’s going on on the case)

Dashi: Jenny yokobri (a photographer who takes pictures of unknown mysteries)

Tweak: Jo Wyatt (a engineer who can make and fix machines, even fix Sora’s key)

Professor inkling: Keith wicklan (a professor who can handle old times and also a genius)

Turnips: Michael C Murphy (cute little turnips who always are funny and cute junior chefs, thanks to kwazzi)

Queen Lucifer: Briana mazzola (the queen of the heartless monsters; she wants the whole power to herself from her son and wants Sora’s key)

Prince Hamada: Michael buble (queen Lucifer’s son who is sidekicks with her and wanted to be famous mostly his mom wanted to be famous)

[emilythenavi-animorpher]

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Aiko & Keito belong to @inaaya while Faye/Suoh family belong to @mild-secret-au

My Art Style: | Original Design:

Her Voice by Serena

Name: Princess Aiko Faye/Suoh

First Name Meaning: Little Loved One & beloved child.

Last Name Meaning: Fairy/Dragon

Nicknames: Koko or Okia

Birthday: November 15

Age: 97/19 (Human disguise)

Species: Fairy Dragon: a hybrid of Fairy, Asian, or Eastern Dragon.

Gender: Female ♀

Relationship status: Single

Sexuality: Bisexual & Asexual

Facts: She is like Kazmui Beautiful and such she can be smart as well she had an Ex-boyfriend before until Longwei found out and sent Cryo to find out what he was doing, he was trying to cheat with another mythical creature, Cryo told Aiko and she was Furious and she put a love cruse on them both, and she moves on with her life and always doesn't want to talk about herself sometimes but Kazumi was like the same well more different and her grandparents like the dragon lord always tries to kidnap her but Longwei didn't want him to take her so she was homeschooled. And she tries to control her powers but her twin brother Keitaro is always arguing with her.

Partner:

Unnamed ex-boyfriend

Parents:

Longwei Suoh/Faye (father)

Mizuki Faye/Suoh (mother)

Sibling:

Keitaro Faye/Suoh (Twin brother and fifth twin)

Kazumi Samaira Faye/Suoh (first twin and eldest sister)

Cryo Sahir Faye/Suoh (first twin or eldest twin brother)

Doku Jiro Faye/Suoh (second twin and older brother)

Fūjin Adalie Faye/Suoh (second twin and older sister)

Daichi Caesar Faye/Suoh (third twin and oldest brother)

Eimi Maren Faye/Suoh (third twin and oldest sister)

Kazuya Aiden Faye/Suoh (fourth twin and middle sister)

Chikao Sage Faye/Suoh (fourth twin and middle brother)

Li Jing Faye/Suoh (sixth twin and youngest sister)

Shen Faye/Suoh (sixth twin and youngest brother)

Relative:

Faye Ancestors

Suoh Ancestors

Long Suoh (Deceased paternal great-grandfather)

Tatsuo Suoh (Deceased paternal great-grandmother)

Ju-long Suoh (Great uncle)

Demeter (Great aunt)

Alexander (Uncle)

Persephone (Aunt)

Iris (Cousin)

Longwang Suoh (Paternal grandfather)

Kayda Suoh (Paternal grandmother)

Draco Suoh (Paternal uncle)

Tatsuya Suoh (Paternal uncle)

Ryu Suoh (Paternal uncle)

Kaida Suoh (Paternal aunt)

Ryoko Suoh (Paternal aunt)

Belindo Suoh (Paternal aunt)

Yong-sun Suoh (Paternal aunt)

Tawn Suoh (Paternal aunt)

Druk Suoh (Paternal aunt)

Drake Suoh (Cousin)

Deborah Suoh (Cousin)

Natsumi Suoh (Cousin)

Yaiyoi Suoh (Cousin)

Jax Suoh (Cousin)

Sax Suoh (Cousin)

Max Suoh (Cousin)

Julong Suoh (Cousin)

Yinxing Suoh (Cousin)

Xiongjong Suoh (Cousin)

Oberon Faye (Maternal grandfather)

Titania Faye (Maternal grandmother)

Preston Faye (Maternal uncle)

Sebille Faye (Maternal aunt)

Amitola Faye (Cousin)

Munja Faye (Cousin)

Fabian Faye (Cousin)

Diamond Faye (Cousin)

Emerald Faye (Cousin)

Moonstone Faye (Cousin)

Abilities:

Mythical Bestiary

Asian Dragon Physiology

Dragon Lord Physiology

Dragon Physiology

Fairy Dragon Physiology

Fairy Physiology

Hybrid Physiology

Antenna Protrusion

Antler Protrusion

Arrow Generation

Camouflage

Claw Retraction

Decelerated Aging

Dragon Armor - only it's active in Dragon morphing

Dragon Heart

Dragon Vision

Enhanced Archery

Enhanced Hearing

Enhanced Senses

Enhanced Swimming

Enhanced Vision

Expressive Ears

Glowing Eyes - only when the power is active or glows in the dark.

Human Disguise

Jewelry Empowerment - allows users to abilities to morphing into animals based on the Chinese Zodiac & Western Astrology

Omnilingualism

Magic Resistance

Mode Switching - Dragon Mode, Fairy Mode, Hybrid Mode, Dragon Morphing, and Fairy Morphing.

Night Vision

Pointed Ears

Prehensile Tail

Tail Extension

Tail Manifestation

Weapon Summoning

Zodiac Empowerment - only on the Chinese Zodiac & Western Astrology

Powers:

Emotion Detection

Hatred Detection

Indomitable Love

Love Absorption

Love Augmentation

Love Aura

Love Constructs

Love Detection

Love Empowerment

Love Magic

Love Mastery

Love Removal

Relationship Identification

[xariaseesred]

Novel by Xaria Ryu

chapter one

GENESIS

Brief: In the opening chapter of 'Cursed Shores', we're introduced to a world brimming with challenges – a cityscape plagued by the consequences of unchecked super-powers. Keitaro, navigating a hazardous environment, seeks refuge in a bar, surrounded by a populace drowning their sorrows in a daily struggle for survival. As the night grows darker and the rain starts pouring mercilessly, we witness a mysterious encounter, a brief yet intense confrontation, and a glimpse into the Keitaro's internal struggles. We are then taken to a basement filled with aged books, where a complicated dynamic with Haruki, is explored. The chapter ends where stage is set, not with grandeur, but with a quiet intensity, inviting us to a world where survival is an art and secrets lurk in the shadows.

CHAPTER LIST:

chapter two: FLAME

Chapter starts below the break: keep reading! :)

Monsters, genetically modified plants trying to kill us all, abuse of power that leads to massacres and wars or incurable diseases, would all be perfectly good and logical reasons as to why I am plastered at a bar scanning for someone who might know a way off this island. The people here are nearly all understandably drunk out of their minds, none of them able to live their daily lives for longer than a work day. Children darting between tables without supervision, while lurking hazards stand poised to exploit even the slightest misstep. The place is loud, save for the moments when someone gets too reckless with their curse and gets dragged off the premises. The silence that washes over the room feels like a cold blade threatening to slit your throat. At least to anyone with something to hide. Once that is revealed, you can kiss this hell goodbye and welcome another one right after hours and hours of wishing you were never born. 

Gloves hide my curse, but my temper needs more than gloves to be concealed, and it is rising by the second. The alcohol stench and the soldiers posted up in every corner of the place are not helping. 

“Fresh meat, huh?” a velvety voice asks in a hushed tone standing next to me. 

“Walk along,” I nearly snarl, keeping my head down and not sparing them a glance. Whoever it is does not let up and slides closer to me, alcohol reeking off their person. 

“I know what you are,” they go on, voice sounding almost like purring now that we are standing shoulder to shoulder. With swift movements, I have spun them around, grabbed both their hands and pinned them behind their back under the bar’s edge so no unwanted eyes witness what just went down. It is a woman covered in rain protective gear looking a little younger than she sounded. Former military employee I would assume. No one else could get their hands on anything like that. Half my body covers hers and I tighten my grip around her wrists. 

“Eager to end up in jail I see,” she laughs. Drunk, I make out of her behavior. I will spare her the questioning and I tell her as much until I have convinced her that she is out of her mind. I let her go, leaving her giggling by the bar as I walk out into the neonate night. Cannot risk someone taking her seriously. I would rather have my trial that is barely two days away than get beaten to death in a jail cell. 

With no plan to ever return and risk my identity being outed, I make my way to a place I have learned to love and despise.

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The basement, crammed with thousands of books, exudes an icy chill between its shelves covering just a few square meters. I wish slamming the book shut in frustration was enough. Throwing it across the room would be a crime in here. Burning it up into ashes is out of the question, but painfully desired. You cannot win in this dreadful city, let alone the whole Island. Leaving is not an easy feat either. 

The flame dancing between my index finger and thumb, dies down gradually, turning a transparent pastel blue as it gets smaller and morphs into faint smoke. Rather than reigniting the flame, I allow the darkness to envelop me, accompanied by a deafening silence. I sit there by my miserable self until I hear indistinct footsteps grow louder and louder evoking a curse from deep in my chest. I don’t have the patience for this right now. I glance towards one of the shelves. It doesn’t take long for the inconvenience to step into my little corner and lean onto one of the coarse wooden shelves sporting a sad smile. Calling him an inconvenience is wrong on my part but not entirely untrue. I try too hard, way too often to avoid him only to have my night end like this. 

“You okay in there?” he asks after a heavy sigh. His tone is just light enough to come across as friendly. It has been a skill people have to learn to master around me since they know better than to step out of line with me. 

“I’ll need you to keep your mouth shut.” In the weak light that is seeping through the window from a street light, his staple black cap casts a dark shadow across his face at all times so all anyone ever sees is his mouth, which is now shaping a strained line in reaction to my words. 

“Always a ray of sunshine, yeah? I’ll need you to leave. Now.” Too pure for his own good. 

I am a walking hazard to these preserved books. I should in fact not be here in the first place, is what he should say. He is just too nice to say it. 

“Haruki…” I know it is nothing I can say that really helps my case but it is not like me to hold back what I truly feel around anyone either. Be it complaints or hateful remarks. There is not much on the good side of things around this one since his very existence has been a deep sorrow to endure dating back years. The only defense my brain seems to have against that is spite. 

“Light this candle, will you. Can’t see shit in here.” My body temperature and temperament is irregular as it is, but right now I can feel the blood sizzling far beyond its boiling point. He knows better than anyone that riling me up could have dire consequences. None that I will ever be proud of. That should also keep him away from me. Why he lets me stick around is beyond my ability to comprehend. Words do not suffice these days, but I’m willing to bet good fortune that unimaginably mean things would come out of my mouth to someone who’s never truly wronged me. 

After much inner turmoil I decide to light his candle. Haruki had started getting antsy as well, eyes glowing a terrifying dark red shining through the shadow as if ready to strike any second. People might think he is perfect but even he is not immune to impatience. 

“That’s not really your color, Ki,” I tell him under my breath, but still making sure I also don’t cross his boundaries. That nickname is one I gave him when we were just toddlers, playing in the tunnels under the city, both of us, along with a couple dozen other kids, having been strictly told to never show our faces on the surface until we were deemed ready. We were naive souls back then. Not our fault, but we could’ve never guessed what challenges awaited us. 

“What on earth did I do to get you actually talking, huh?” Fake smile or not, it could rival the sun in its brightness, teeth gleaming like the most expensive pearls. In the dim light of his candle the sharper angles of his youthful face get the spotlight. No wonder people idolize him the way they do. It’s almost aggravating how beautiful he is. Sometimes I think holding a grudge towards him for that reason would make more sense. That him always turning heads, getting what he wants all the time and people praising him for damn near everything is annoying enough. Him in his whole casual suit and tie get-up should be annoying enough.

“I’ll leave,” I exhale sharply before I make a fool of myself. While I grab my things I see Haruki’s eyes lose their color and disappear behind the shadow, his smile fading back into a strained line.

“Help me put these books back, Keitaro,” he utters firmly and I get the feeling that he could sense I did not want to be around him anymore. “Please?” The place is a mess and it is too late to argue with anyone at this hour.

I sort the books for him to the best of my ability, just to make it easier for him to put them back on the shelf. They are all old and torn. Most of them are missing pages, some have been found under water so the pages are uneven with the black words faded. Haruki finds this aspect of the library-keeping very intriguing. As illegal as it is for him to keep these books here in this region, he would protect them with his life and he has made that much unmistakably clear for me. He knows this place as well as his own bedroom. Down to every nook, secret passage and whatever people back then decided to hide within the books. Even theft is completely out of the question since he would know within a second if a thought like that appeared in someone’s head.

As we inch closer to being done with the books, my thoughts drift deeper into darker territory, further down memory lane and I once again see how close Haruki was to losing everything he ever held dear. Haruki senses the shift in my aura and makes the mistake of looking up and meeting my eyes. His now gleaming a concerned gray. The candle that he had set on the table lights up the rest of his face. Big innocent eyes asking questions I cannot answer and the burn mark I feared making an appearance from his temple down to his cheekbone. Still covered in angry, deep scars. The work of which I caused.

Until now, the anger I held earlier had started to subside. Now it awakened like a tiger held captive for too long, ready to kill anything that moves. I freeze for a second knowing that if it gets too intense, I am totally in the wrong place. I put the last book into Haruki’s cart to dart out of the library and into the night’s thunderstorm. Before Haruki gets completely out of earshot for me, I hear a barely audible “good night” as an overdue apology is stuck, heavy on my tongue. 

Heavy raindrops fall against my hair feeling cold everywhere it is parted as I make my way off the streets out toward the fields. The houses there are safer since these thunderstorms are constant. Sometimes accompanied with rain and sometimes not. They destroy more in a matter of minutes than what we can build in years, and that’s not to mention the relentless flooding this city goes through weekly. It has been like this for years and years so it is hard to remember what a normal day was like. 

As I approach the coast, a sense of unease washes over me like the tidal wave crashing against the shore. Something is different tonight, as if the air itself is charged with an electric energy that prickles my skin and sets my nerves on edge. It’s eerily quiet and in the distance I hear the whispers of patrol getting closer. Not a good sign.

And then, I see it.

Hovering above a small lonely piece of land on the horizon, a strange craft hangs suspended in the air like a phantom from another world glowing red. Its sleek contours are illuminated by the faint glow of the city lights, casting eerie shadows that dance across the water's surface.

My heart pounds in my chest as I watch in awe and terror, the sound of helicopters cutting through the air like a knife. With trembling hands, I raise my scope to get a better look, my breath catching in my throat as I witness the craft unleash three beams of light that stretch for miles in every direction.

I duck behind a nearby rock, my heart racing as adrenaline courses through my veins. This is no ordinary sighting; this is a warning, a sign that something far more sinister is at play.

As the echoes of the craft's arrival fade into the night, I know that I can no longer ignore the call to action. Whatever awaits me once I am away from this island, I must face it head-on, for the fate of my sister and those I hold dear hangs in the balance. But come hell or high water, I will not rest until I uncover the truth behind this mysterious intrusion and put an end to the chaos that threatens to consume us all...

>>> CHAPTER TWO <<<

[lemon-wedges]

hello!! for the artist asks: 10,11,14,21? 😊

10. What’s that one thing that inspired you to make drawing your consistant hobby?

I'm gonna be honest....I don't remember 😭😭 I majored in art in college. So like my decision to to focus on art was because of the professors. 1 class was graded on a curve and had a prof who boasted about how many kids failed her class. The other? Was about helping students in the areas they're behind in and hone more professional skills.

11. Favorite comment you’ve ever recieved on your work?

Think about this every day.....

14. How has your art changed over the years?

Man....my stuffs always changing tbh. But that's because about like 3 years ago I finally let go of the idea of having a "style" and just started embracing trying out new techniques. For 2 years I only did lineart and when thru 10 bajillion brushes until I found 10 I really loved. And one of those inking brushes eventually became my main painting brush!!!

(I also started focusing on my foundations which is AMAZING btw. When u learn how to build an under drawing u can honestly morph it into any style u want! :D )

21. Weirdest thing you’ve ever drawn?

Hmmmmmmmmmm.......big slappy ryu?

Probably not the weirdest but it is my favorite ahaha

[ryuzakidemonprince]

Ryuzaki snorted morphing and licking jacks face playfully

"Course i will " he mused Emma shaking hee body fur fluffing out an exact small copy of ryus black wolf form axel was more Grey and brown like a normal timber wolf.

💍 (Cuz it be funny xD)

Send me ‘💍’ for our muses to wake up married after a night of heavy drinking

Jack opened his eyes slowly. Ugh.. His head felt like it was about to burst, his stomach felt sore and his mouth was as dry as could be.

The boy curled up and groaned slightly to himself, he could not remember a thing.. All he knew was that this was the last time he would challange north to a shot competition.

Something didn't feel right tho, he could feel there was someone else in the bed... Hold on? Whos bed was this? He rolled over, staring into an unfamiliar face. The white haired boy sat up quickly, only to fall out of bed, noticing that he was naked, instead of one thing, a ring on his left hand.

[aaternum]

She paced herself, feet dragging in the mud. The sun had risen a while ago, the blood caked to her face and the rest of her body. A successful hunt for a demon slayer some would cheer perhaps, but yet, she looked tired. Gabriella had gotten to her destination finally with a tired sigh, gently knocking as she waited only to be greeted by a friendly familiar face. "Sorry." The witch whispered, holding a broken katana steady as stone. "I didn't know where else to go."

She’d just finished putting together a sack for her day – fruits and a few dried meats to hold her over until she made it to the town just a few short miles away. That’s when she hears the knock at her door. It was early and she rarely had guests come visit, but she pries open the door, a curious smile at her lips as she faces her visitor. But her expression morphs, taking in the Witch’s appearance. “   Hey, no, no – don’t apologize. Come in.   ” She gently takes the broken blade from her hands, teal eyes darting over the blood against her hands as she steps aside to allow her passage. Once inside, she shuts the door and sets the katana down over her table, ushering Gabriella into a seat. “   Here, let me help you clean up.   ” Ryu picks up a cloth to rub against her cheek, smudging against the dried blood to clean it off her face and then working down to her hands. “   I’m glad you’re safe. You can stay here as long as you need to.   ”

[terrifickid]

Ya it's the same ki.

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLj8F8sJbw3GSEIRd4LDvED2Sb9fIFsfz8&si=qs7Jqi2U4m3HHLxT

Shin shin? But I wonder if that's the same shin shin as shin shin kashima jikishinkage shinto ryu...

If so it would start to explain all of this.

Did you ever notice the spatial realm you perceive your body to exist in comes in and out of being as well as morphs fully throughout psychedelic experiences?

Where even are we then? The scientific reality is essentially a game theoretic caused accounting system for nation state tax collection.

Well so that, even prima facie, is just a method to argue with each other.

Where then are we? In this 'realm of ideas'... Spirits, or something...

Like, do we even move? Or is it always the same 1 full universe we perceive at all times. Maybe it's all always all here? Representational? I mean, that's just 1 kind of sketch.

But what is happening is not 'billiard ball causality' that can't be even close to true.

What came before has fuck all to do with what's going up my ass because I say so.

[kanacozmez]

glad we're starting with rap guerrilla and i'm happy to report that i need to morph into ryu just like normal

[iheart-nana]

ix. silent confession

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CHAPTER NINE ─ silent confession.

❛ drop everything now, meet me in the pouring rain. ❜

Narrator's Perspective

Eunyoung, still clad in her school uniform, strode along the sidewalk. Her shoes splashed against the wet pavement like a soft rhythm. She could distinctly hear the pitter-patter of the raindrops on Sunjae's blue umbrella, which she clasped tightly to shield herself from the cool raindrops that splashed against her legs. The rain poured down relentlessly as Eunyoung smiled looking at the unexpected downpour, thinking of the day she and Sunjae ran through the rain, their laughter muffled by the roaring wind. The scene played in her mind like a flashback in a movie. His laugh, his dimple and the creased corners of his eyes, all appeared before her eyes vividly.

Approaching the swimming pool, she heard a hushed conversation over the raindrops. Thinking it was Sunjae, she walked towards the sound, eager to see him blooming in her heart. However, she stopped in her tracks the moment she was in earshot as she heard something she shouldn't have.

"That bastard, Ryu Sunjae, is a superstitious fellow," said one voice, filled with devious intent, "He wears his competition swim trunks the day before the competition. If we hide them, he'll be completely thrown off."

"It can't be that easy, can it?" Eunyoung intervened.

The two boys, who assumed they were alone, jumped in shock on hearing her voice. Realising they were caught red-handed, all they could do at first was stand and stare while wondering how to defend themselves.

"Cat got your tongue?" Eunyoung observed their flustered state, her eyes glaring daggers as she stepped towards them, "I think now would be a good time to run, don't you? Before I get the chance to tell the school what you were up to." They weren't expecting to be seen, considering the odd time at which they were lurking around the school. Afraid of the consequences, the two troublemakers bowed in fear and scurried away.

On hearing the main gate creak open slowly, she rushed towards it, hoping to see Sunjae. To her relief, this time it really was him. His initial surprise morphed into a slow, genuine smile that spread across his face. The relieved sigh that escaped her lips mingled with the creak of the closing gate. Sunjae was at a loss for words; all he could do was call out her name, "Eunyoung?"

"Hmm, it's me," she smiled, stepping under the shelter of the swimming pool building. Her hand stretched forward, holding the umbrella over his head, "I thought you might need this."

Ryu Sunjae's Perspective

My eyes widened as I stood agape, my speech failing me as I gazed at Eunyoung who stood before me, smiling as she held my blue umbrella over my head. She arrived like a ray of sunshine amidst the pouring rain, her face lighting up in a bright smile as she looked up at me. For a moment, the clatter of the rain against the roof of the swimming pool building was replaced by the frantic beating of my heart, which threatened to jump out of my chest any second. Her slightly damp hair fell gracefully over her shoulders. Little beads of sweat trickled down her face that seemed sculpted by the Gods themselves─ had she walked here? for me? 

Seeing her in front of me evoked a feeling of deja vu. I had been here before, speechless on seeing her face the day we first met and ran through the rain. Her sweet voice lingered like an echo, replaying in my mind like an echo, "I thought you might need this." I was unsure if she repeated herself because of my lack of reply or if my mind had replayed it like a movie scene I rewound because it was so beautiful I wanted to see it over and over again.

"Thanks," I breathed out, my voice barely a whisper, just enough for her to hear me.

"Are you just going to stand there all day?" she asked jokingly, "Or do you plan on going home anytime soon, Mr. Ryu Sunjae?"

A slow smile tugged at my lips despite my efforts to conceal it, a silent confession of the effect she had on me. "Shall we, then?"

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Choi Eunyoung's Perspective

While Sunjae and I walked under the blue umbrella, I spent most of the time glancing up at him discreetly.  The rain blurred out everything around me but his face, hypnotizing me completely. His features held a captivating contrast─ the clean lines of his jaw were softened by the gentle curve of his lips and his full, slightly flushed cheeks. But it was his eyes that truly stole my breath away. Glassy and clear, they held a depth that had entire galaxies within them. Each fleck of colour, like tiny stars scattered across the irises, shimmered with a hidden light, reflecting a kindness and sincerity that made my heart skip a beat. He seemed to be looking straight ahead, deep in thought.

 Seeing him up close like this, memories of the Eclipse concert resurfaced. The fleeting touch of our fingers that sent butterflies fluttering in my stomach was still clear in front of my eyes. The news that shattered my whole world that night still tugged at my heartstrings as I gazed at Sunjae's face. I was terrified, terrified to lose him and terrified that my efforts wouldn't ever be enough to save him. I wish I could hold onto him and never let go, protecting him from being hurt. I wanted this moment to last forever so he would never meet his untimely end.

Sunjae's father's restaurant came into view as the hammering of the rain had softened to a drizzle. Our synced steps came to a halt in front of the brightly lit building. Both of us lingered there, standing still, slowly turning to look at each other. I couldn't help but smile at him.

"Your swimming competition is tomorrow, right?" I asked him.

"Yeah," he replied, returning my smile with an unexplained warmth.

"I'll come cheer for you," I said, my smile widening at the sight of the dimple on his right cheek.

I want to believe in you, Sunjae. I want you to win the gold medal tomorrow and many times after that.

"You will?"

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nayoung's notes: sorry for no taemi content ⫪⫪ delphi is probably cursing at me while reading this lmfao. something possessed me when i wrote this istg. or maybe this is a description of what i felt seeing sunjae lol. look forward to the next chapter 👀 hope you liked this one!

delphi's notes: i love taesung but they're cute too ngl. (≧▽≦)

next chapter: saturday (out now!) list of chapters here!