#Tokyo Island

[somewhere-in-a-microwave]

My predictions for the new upcoming JSR game

[WARNING: CONTAINS SPOILERS FROM LEAKS]

Coin will reappear and be a SECRET playable character - He might die or not, we'll just have to see.

Alternate colour palettes and outfits - I feel like some of them would be important to whatever lore is about to come up, e.g a jester outfit for Beat with details somewhat reminiscent of someone else...

Finally getting an explanation why Beat's trait is 'failure' - I feel like the reason would be so wild, no one is going to handle it.

Going to the afterlife? Hell? Demon realm? - We're gonna get sucked up like a vacuum into a portal and the screen blacks out, and then we end up in the D e m o n R e a l m.

I won't elaborate - Beat eats a spider or something eats Beat.

The Wish - I have a few ideas of this. The wish might depend on what character you're playing as resulting in different endings, OR Beat's wish would make the world have a spasm. Kouya/Koya? would be having his wish accidentally ruin all of Tokyo Island.

Noise Tank rivalry - Whenever the Noise Tanks and the GG's interact, Beat's interactions would be gay.

Romeo and Juliet - Biz falls in love with a Poison Jam member and it will be comically tragic.

Haha very funni - Yoyo will make the weirdest puns or jokes that the background can't decide over a laugh track or complete silence.

Counter Attack! - The GGs will counter the Black Book with... something...

Hello handsome - A new character will make Beat question his sexuality.

For Tokyo Island and Jet Set Radio - In a very climactic point, Rudies, Gangs and the GG's team up to go fight and save Tokyo Island.

[11656fand11254f]

2023年6月10日(土)

TOKYO ISLAND2023 花火大会 No.9

[koishiro]

< 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ moodboards 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

𝓂𝓊𝓁𝓉𝒾𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒹ℴ𝓂 .ᐟ‪‪‬ [cw: afab!reader]

2nd moodboard mlist here .ᐟ‪‪‬

.ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛsᴜ ᴋᴀɪsᴇɴ.

— # 𝒿𝒿𝓀 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating satoru gojo ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹

Dating satoru gojo pt.2 ⋆˚✿˖°❀

Dating geto suguru ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

Dating geto suguru pt.2 🌱⋆｡°₊ ⊹˚ 🍵

Dating geto suguru pt.3

Dating kento nanami ⋆˙⟡♡

Dating shoko ieiri 💌 𓆩♡𓆪

Dating kiyotaka ijichi 💌

Dating toji fushiguro ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

Dating megumi fushiguro ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘

Dating megumi fushiguro pt. 2 ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

Dating megumi fushiguro pt.3 💌

Dating nobara kugisaki ✧˖🎀 ✧˖°

Dating yuji itadori .ೃ࿔*:･

Dating yuji itadori pt.2 💌 𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧₊˚ 🐇

Dating yuji itadori pt.3 💌

Dating ryomen sukuna *ੈ✩‧₊˚

Dating ryomen sukuna pt.2 ✧˖°.

Dating yūta okkotsu 💌 ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

Dating yūta okkotsu pt.2 💌 […coming soon]

Dating toge inumaki ✉⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨୧˚

Dating toge inumaki pt.2 💌 ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩

Dating toge inumaki pt.3 💌 ⋆.°𖦹🎱.★⊹

Dating maki zen’in ₊˚⊹꒷

Dating naoya zen’in 💌 ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡

Dating choso kamo 💌 ⋆☆ ⊹°˖

Dating takuma ino 💌 ꒰ 🥥 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

.ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴀ.

— # 𝒷𝓃𝒽𝒶 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating katsuki bakugo ★🎸🎧⋆｡ °⋆

Dating katsuki bakugo pt.2 .° ༘⋆🖇₊˚ෆ

Dating katsuki bakugo pt.3 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ⁩

Dating katsuki bakugo pt.4 💌 ⋅ᯓᡣ𐭩

Dating eijiro kirishima ꩜ ⋆⑅˚₊ ༘⋆

Dating eijiro kirishima pt.2 ⋆♱✮♱⋆

Dating izuku midoriya 💌 ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

Dating izuku midoriya pt.2 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ🍈 ⭒

Dating shoto todoroki ⋆｡°✩

Dating denki kaminari 💌 ✩₊˚ ⚡️ .⋆☾⋆

Dating dabi todoroki ⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨୧˚

Dating tamaki amajiki ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ ☆

Dating tamaki amajiki pt.2 💌 𐙚🧸ྀི

Dating shōta aizawa 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᰔᩚ

Dating keigo takami 💌 ⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖

Dating hitoshi shinso 💌 ₊˚⊹⋆

Dating hitoshi shinso pt.2 💌 ₊˚࿔*:･୧

Dating fumikage tokoyami 💌 . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

Dating fumikage tokoyami pt.2 💌

Dating mezou shouji 💌 ✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩

Dating hanta sero 💌 ✧˖°

Dating present mic 💌 ₊˚࿔*:･୧ 🎤

Dating mr compress 💌 / 💌 ⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆

Dating snipe 💌 / 💌 🔫 .𖥔 ݁ ˖

Dating himiko toga 💌 *ੈ𑁍༘⋆

Dating kyoka jiro 💌 𓍢ִ໋🍓͙͛ ๋࣭

Dating kyoka jirou pt.2 💌

Dating rumi usagiyama (mirko) 💌 ᐟᐟ☆🗒️💭.ᐟ

Dating neito monoma 💌 ୨ৎ⊹ ࣪ ˖⭒

Dating neito monoma pt.2 💌 […coming soon]

Dating tomura shigaraki 💌 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀

Dating mashirao ojiro 💌 *๑♡՞

Dating twice 💌 ᡣ𐭩. ݁₊ ⊹ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ₊ ⊹

Dating taishiro toyomitsu (Fatgum) 💌 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺

Dating momo yaoyorozu 💌 ˚ ༘ ౨ৎ⋆｡˚

Dating tsuyu asui 💌 ⋆｡˚୨୧˚｡⋆

Dating mina ashido 💌

Dating ochaco uraraka 💌 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨🍇୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

Dating tenya iida 💌

Dating tenya iida pt.2 💌

more in 2nd moodboard mlist .ᐟ‪‪‬

.BLUE LOCK.

— # 𝒷𝓁𝓁𝓀 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating isagi yoichi 💌

Dating nagi seishiro ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊

Dating nagi seishiro pt.2 🪼⋆.ೃ࿔*:

Dating itoshi rin ｡ ﾟ ꒰ঌ ✦໒꒱ ༘*.ﾟ

Dating itoshi sae 💌 ⋆˚☆˖° ⚽️

Dating itoshi sae pt.2 💌 ⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

Dating michael kaiser 💌 ₊˚⊹ ʚɞ

Dating alexis ness 💌 𐙚⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ 𐙚

Dating hyoma chigiri 💌 ⛧🦇⋆♱✮♱⋆

Dating kenyu yukimiya 💌 ·.༄࿔

Dating kenyu yukimiya pt.2 💌

Platonic!charles chevalier 💌 ଳ ‧₊˚

Dating barou shouei 💌 ˗ˏˋ 🍓 ˎˊ˗˚⊱🪷⊰˚౨ৎ

Dating ranze kurona 💌 ⋆.°𖦹🎱.★⊹

Dating eita otoya 💌 ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩

Dating eita otoya pt.2 💌

Dating eita otoya pt.3 💌

more in 2nd moodboard mlist .ᐟ‪‪‬

.TOKYO REVENGERS.

— # 𝓉ℴ𝓀𝓎ℴ 𝓇ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃ℊℯ𝓇𝓈 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

Dating izana kurokawa 💌 🫀⋆ ࣪.

Dating rindou haitani //b4 bonten// 💌 ೃ࿔*:๑♡՞

Dating rindou haitani //bonten// 💌 ꩜♪⋆☆₊˚⊹

Dating rindou haitani pt.2 //bonten// 💌

Dating kakucho 💌 [coming soon] 🌷͙֒ ⋆ ˚｡

Dating hajime kokonoi 💌 […coming soon] ˖°❀ ᡣ𐭩

Dating bonten sanzu haruchiyo 💌 ᡣ𐭩. ݁₊ ⊹ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ₊ ⊹

Dating mikey sano 💌 𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🏮𖦹 ๋࣭ ࣪

Dating bonten!mikey sano 💌

Dating ken ryuguji (draken) 💌 / 💌 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ⁩

Dating hanma shuji 💌 ๋࣭ ⭑

Dating baji keisuke 💌 εїз

Dating inui seishu 💌 _ ★₊˚﹟🪐 '

Dating hanemiya kazutora 💌 ᡣ𐭩ᡣ𐭩

Dating takashi mitsuya 💌

Dating toman hakkai 💌 ୨ৎ⊹ ࣪ ˖⭒

Dating shion madarame 💌 ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ

Dating yasuhiro muto 💌 […coming soon]

Dating wakasa imaushi 💌

[theanimeroom]

BOMBSHELL | TEASER

synopsis: five men, five women, one villa. with hearts and a $50,000 cash prize on the line, who will win the race to find love?

warnings: love island au featuring: tokyo revengers, blue lock, and jujutsu kaisen, lots of kissing, smut, multi characters × reader, lots of mixed pairings, very random challenges, fluff, slow burns, mentions of cheating, drama, angst, plenty of tears, multi fandom, and playlists included!

a/n: content warnings will be posted with each chapter, so be sure to read thoroughly before indulging! i haven't written a full fic in a while, so any beta readers would be appreciated to make sure that the story comes out as best as it could <3 the story will progress through my own discretion as well as voting at the end of each chapter, so make sure to cast your votes to see how the plot will unfold!

BOMBSHELL MASTERLIST

your heartbeat was erratic as you stood in front of the fire pit and your host, eyes scanning the expanse of the large, beautiful villa that you'd been staying at for the past four weeks.

you still remember the first day that you walked in here; a plethora of pretty faces greeting you with happy smiles and intrigued expressions. you reminisced the way that you were almost as nervous as you are now, eyes wide and palms clammy as you tried to ignore the growing anxiety surging through you. you thought about all the experiences you'd had up until this point, all the friends you made, all the things you learned about yourself, and most importantly, him.

out of everything that you had been through in your time at the villa, one thing that made the whole experience worth it was finally meeting the person of your dreams. you came onto the show thinking that it would be something fun, maybe slightly embarrassing, but fun nonetheless. you never thought that you would come out the end with someone that you could call your own, someone who understood you seemingly better than you knew yourself. despite all the fights, all the tears, and everything in between, you managed to come out the other end okay. happy even.

and you weren't the only one.

your gaze fluttered to your best friend, who stood two people away from you, a proud smile crossing your lips even with your nerves consuming you. you weren't the only person who came into the villa with baggage on their shoulders, yet none of you let it stop you. a brief image of you holding her as she cried into your arms flashed through your mind, the sadness and betrayal leaving her a wreck in your makeup room. you'd thought for a moment that it would be the end of your time together, yet you were happy to see her pull through and find happiness in the end.

everyone here had done their absolute best, even with their rights and wrongs, and that thought alone was enough to quell the queasy feeling building up in your stomach.

"alright islanders, it is officially time," the hosts' voice chopped through the nerve-wracking silence with ease, her calm expression giving no hints as to how the end of the night would go. a long sigh escaped your flared nostrils as you closed your eyes, teeth grazing your bottom lip as you forced your emotions to stay in check.

a soft hand turned your attention to your left, air escaping you as you looked up at the man you could truly say you were starting to love. he smirked at you, his own expression laced with playfulness as he tried his best to calm you down. a large grin spread across your face when you felt fingers interlocking with yours, a gentle squeeze giving you all the reassurance you needed to keep yourself grounded for the time being. your breath halted as he leaned down, lips just barely touching the shell of your ear as he whispered to you softly. "we'll be fine, baby."

you pulled away so you could glance into his eyes, a small nod giving him confirmation that you heard what he said. you trust him, probably more than you should.

"it has been a long, hard journey for those of you remaining," your host started, giving a soft smile to each of the islanders standing on the other side of the firepit. "yet, each of you has managed to find a connection here in the villa. although some of you have been through more struggles than others," you could feel the heat rising onto your face when your eyes made direct contact with hers, a snort escaping you as you laughed with the rest of the islanders that you could now call your best friends. "you all have made it to the finals, and are now in the running for the 50,000 dollar prize on the line."

you subconsciously tightened your grip on his hand at the mention of the prize, your body weight shifting from one foot to the other. you wanted to win, wanted that 50,000 so badly so you could finish your schooling without issues. yet, you were content with whatever outcome was prepared for you. in the end, as long as you had him next to you, you would give up the money in a heartbeat.

"since the start of the show, the country has been voting for their favorite love island couple," each word she spoke left your anxiety spiking, your mind begging her to just hurry up and give the results before your heart exploded from suspense. "but now, they have voted for their official love island winner."

you held your breath as you stared at the host, silence taking over the villa as she picked up a small envelope from the couch behind her. you eyed the paper with angst as she peeled it open slowly, reading the results before looking up at the lot of you behind the fire pit.

you watched as her jaw flexed, a breath getting sucked into your mouth as your heart started to beat so fast you thought it would jump out of your chest.

her mouth opened, eyes scanning the crowd before the first words left her lips. "and the winner... of love island is..."

[lovethephotoo]

Nature is Healing to the Soul

[the-colors-of-tokyo]

Memories of Autumn:

My favorite persimmon tree.

Memories necessary to escape the artificially intensified heat of summer, a result of living in a manmade island of concrete and asphalt and to ave something to look forward too.

One could say that autumn in Tokyo begins in November when leaves start changing colors. This may seem a month or two late, but one has to remember that Tokyo is southern area at about the same latitude as Winston-Salem, North Carolina or Athens, Greece. And, believe it or not, Las Vegas. (Tokyo is between 35-36 latitude north. Tokyo is not a city, it is a prefecture.)

Small Town Tokyo: Himonya

[startheskelaton]

MIB has always been a huge influence on my Godzilla stuff. I associate Battra and Orga as a duo because of him

[rehide]

the rest of the quinx during rue island: hrrrng what are those stupid ghouls up to now. i'm trying to get promoted

mutsukis subplot:

[winterfieldfrontiers]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH

[yourelf-x]

These are all photos from my Japan trip! If you are interested in following my travels in Japan, I'm moving over to YourElfx on X, please share and follow me on there! 🫂🏯🗾⛩️🇯🇵

[wanderingflier]

神が集う島スナップ。

神津島村

March 2019

[magical-magyars]

東京モノレール開業６０周年　2024.8.26　天王洲アイル～浜松町

芝浦西運河など内水域を高潮から守る東京都港湾局「高浜水門」が遠くに見える。

[theanimeroom]

BOMBSHELL | PROLOGUE

synopsis: during a drunken girls night, you and your friends decide to up the ante just a bit, but how did it ever come to this?

warnings: lots of kissing, smut, multi characters x reader, lots of mixed pairings, very random challenges, fluff, slow burns, mentions of cheating, drama, angst, plenty of tears, multi fandom at some point, playlists included!

a/n: content warnings will be posted with each chapter, so be sure to read thoroughly before indulging! the story will progress through my own discretion as well as voting at the end of each chapter, so make sure to cast your votes to see how the plot will unfold!

BOMBSHELL MASTERLIST

“okay okay, who’s next?” one of your friend's chipper voice invaded the rowdy space of your house. she sat up on her legs in front of you as she looked around the room, hoping to find her next victim. you groaned softly as you tried to get accustomed to the hardwood floor of your living room, groaning softly as you pressed your back against the cushion of your couch. you peered around at the three other girls that occupied your space, your closest friends all smiles and dopey expressions as the mimosa’s you made started to take effect.

you were starting to feel a bit warm yourself, relaxation flooding through your veins due to the remnants of champagne. your mind was a bit groggy, the lack of thought and judgment bringing about an uncommon comfort to you. there weren’t many times when you had the chance to relax fully; a constant stream of assignments, schedules, and family matters occupied your brain until it was pounding relentlessly against your skull. nights like these with your friends were far and few in between, so you prepared yourself to enjoy it to the fullest extent.

you swirled the liquid around in your glass, biting your tongue at the present question. with a shake of your head, you took another swig, hoping that they would forget the fact that you hadn’t taken a turn in almost two rounds. before you even had a moment to swallow your mimosa you were hearing the sound of your name, your head snapping in the direction of the friend sitting to your left. “i think it’s y/n’s turn!”

“unfortunately, y/n is unavailable at the moment, please call again, or try your call later,” you chimed in a robotic voice, not making eye contact with any of the women around you. a smirk appeared on your face when everyone started hollering, pointing accusatory fingers at you insistently. a quiet laugh rumbled in your throat, your eyes rolling softly at their antics. you weren’t opposed to the game in question, but you knew how creative your friends tended to become when alcohol clouded their judgment.

you were quite happy to be looked over after you watched your friend suckle at the length of your finger in an attempt to arouse you, an intrigued and inviting visage lining your features through every second of it. although it was funny, as much as you trusted your best friends, you weren’t very fond of seeing the mayhem they could come up with.

"nope! you're not getting out of this one," another friend chimed. you rolled your eyes at the comment, setting your glass down on the hardwood floor as you settled against the plush carpet.

you eyed your friends suspiciously as they all looked at you in contemplation, deciding on a dare for you to complete. the companion to your right gasped just loud enough to catch your attention, your gaze falling on her as she leaned over close enough for you to hear her whisper the question of the hour. “truth or dare?”

you hummed softly, eyes cast towards the ceiling as you feigned contemplation.

you knew the safe route would be to pick truth, saving yourself from whatever method of torture they could conjure up for you this time. despite your thought process, a churning feeling in your stomach steered you in the opposite direction. you had always been the type of person to follow your gut, and what was life without a little risk for reward?

you didn’t hesitate before you looked back at your friends, a challenging smile curving the corners of your mouth. “dare.”

excited glances were shared between your friends and they quickly started whispering amongst themselves. you rolled your eyes with a minuscule smile before taking another sip of your mimosa.

“okay,” one friend blurted by the time you’d swallowed your first sip, your gaze reflecting a suspicious expression. “i dare you to… apply for love island.”

your mouth popped open, a harmless glare being sent her way. of course, she would pick something like this. your obsession with the show was a known fact amongst your friend group, your group chats being filled with pictures of the newest bombshells and your ratings on each couple. you even cleared your schedule on friday evenings just to make sure that you caught the newest episode every week.

but that didn’t mean that you were going to apply for it.

“oh come on,” you chastised. “that’s boring, can you please pick another one?”

your friend pouted at your denial, eyebrows furrowing together. “nooo, i want you to do this one! besides, it’s just for fun, right? the odds of you getting picked are slim to none, and even if you do, at least there’s a prize fund, you could use the help right now anyway.”

your other friends nodded their heads in approval at her statement while you sighed quietly to yourself. as much as you hated to admit it, everything she said was right. there wasn’t any harm in applying, and it’s not like you would get picked anyway, yet, a small part of you pondered on if it would be that bad if you did. you briefly thought about your current financial situation; the unpaid bills needed to maintain the house you currently sat in being shoved into a drawer that you never open, the financial aid that was supposed to get you through your last years in school swiftly being taken from you, and the part-time job that isn’t worth the pain you have to deal with after a long day of classes. you needed a source of income if you wanted to stay enrolled at your college, to stay with your friends, but you just can’t seem to make ends meet.

you blinked before downing the rest of your mimosa.

“fine, someone grab my laptop.”

you truly thought you were dying.

your heart was beating rapidly, a shuddered breath slipping through the air as you stared at yourself in the mirror before you. it was huge, white borders illuminating the corner of your eyes as you tried your best not to take your eyes off of your figure. a short tug on your hair made you look up at the woman standing behind you, her soft smile and apologetic “sorry” drifting in one ear and out of the other. you shook her head at her, returning a smile of your own as she placed the straighter against your frizzy hair again. you watched with worried eyes as your full head of hair was flattened out by what felt like the 100th stylist to touch you today.

nervous didn’t even begin to describe how you were feeling at the moment; your jaw clenching and unclenching periodically, and your breaths coming out much shorter than they probably needed to. you’d felt fine in the weeks leading up to this, even going as far as buying a whole new wardrobe and fixing the atrocity that was your finger and toenails. you had plenty of time to come to terms with the current situation, so why did it feel like you were going to pass out?

staring at your own eyes in the mirror, you tried your best to fix your labored breathing. you started thinking, pondering about anything that could take your mind off of the anxiety shooting up your spinal cord. the bodies sliding around behind you made it even harder to forget where you were, your anxious fingers wrapping around your bracelet-clad wrist. you shut your eyes as you took a couple of deep breaths, hand wringing the skin of your wrist roughly.

a light touch to your shoulder brought you back to the real world, eyes opening to reveal the woman who was currently playing with your hair. she held a comforting smile on her face, the warmth from her hand meeting your exposed skin gently. “try not to think about it too much, i’m sure you’ll do great.”

you tried your best to take her advice, but the tight line that your lips drew gave away your true thoughts immediately. when the stylist only gave you another smile you huffed before slouching in your chair.

"is it normal to feel like this?" the words left your mouth before you could stop them. you locked eyes with the woman through the mirror, eyebrows furrowed and lips pursed with worry. she grasped another piece of your hair, straightening it out with her fingers before lining up the straightener to flatten the last couple of pieces. without a word, she started nodding her head.

"much more normal than you think," she explained as she brushed your newly straightened hair with the rest. She paused momentarily, grasping the last lock of hair with soft fingers, and laughed softly to herself. "Most people come in here looking like they're about to throw up. you're probably doing the best that i've seen so far."

a small laugh allowed your shoulders to drop slightly. it would be a lie if you said that her words didn't help you out, the butterflies swarming around in your stomach subsiding slightly. No more words were spoken between you until your flattened hair fell in front of your face, hairspray clouded your vision in the mirror, and the stylist muttered to you that her job was officially done. you blinked, remembering exactly where you were and what you were about to experience in mere hours.

as you eyed your appearance in the mirror you couldn’t help but widen your eyes slightly. your makeup wasn’t too much different from what you did on a usual basis, but the light shadows of the brown they’d creased into your outer lids left you with a captivating smokey eye, eyes narrowing out into a seductive glare. your lips were tinted with a lip stainer, the gloss overlapping it accentuating the curve of your smile. you couldn’t deny the fact that you in fact did look stunning in your current outfit and makeup, the realization that you got to dress up like this every day for the world to see shocking your system in the most pleasurable of ways.

the stylist motioned for you to stand from the chair, your body moving instinctively as you rose from the leather cushion and trailed behind her. the door you'd initially walked through to get your hair done was behind you, your head swiveling around to peer at it before following behind the woman. you knew there was no turning back the moment you stepped through those doors, yet when your feet crossed the threshold, you couldn't help the twinge of excitement that finally zipped through you. your legs felt like jelly as you followed your guide, eyes flickering about your surroundings. the walls were white, splotches of random colors scattered along the surface. it was fun and bubbly, a stark contrast to how you were feeling at the moment. the wide hallway felt never-ending as you walked towards a large set of double doors, your breath catching in your throat when the woman in front of you ceased her movements.

you bit down on your tongue as you realized this was your moment. as you stared down at the doors before you, your mind started swirling with questions.

would you find love? how are the other people going to be? what if you embarrass yourself? what if all the guys are actually smoking hot?

it wasn’t even the people you were necessarily worried about. you had become accustomed to meeting new people and having suitors, but for everything to be broadcasted on national television? you didn’t want to do something stupid and have the entirety of your country hating your guts. it left an uncomfortable churning in your stomach, muscles growing stiff as all the possibilities swarmed your mind. you shut your eyes as you rid yourself of all those plaguing thoughts, trying to focus on only the happy things.

just look forward to the experience, and have as much fun as you can. just be yourself, you'll do just fine. you're hotter.

you hummed to yourself, peeking at the door when you heard a soft click resonate through the empty hallway. the stylist was looking at you with a knowing smile, nudging her head at the door that was now cracked open.

"good luck,"

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