#aaah too late already probably

[naokyunnn]

THEY LET YOU JOIN...

kirara and hakari x gn!reader. SMUT.

contains: gn!reader, threesome, lots of hair pulling, deep throating, uprotected sex, jealous hakari if you squint,

You're always been jealous of Hakari and Kirara's relationship, it's so free and intimate... sometimes you'll find yourself touching yourself by the thought of them but you can't seem to pick between the two. Both--- you want both.

After that night you feel so ashamed of yourself, to even look at them directly. There's no way you just thought of having a threesome with your classmates? Sick.

Kirara seems to notice your awkward attitude towards them, naturally she decided to tell Hakari about it. "Hmm... Kin...Y/n 's been acting weird lately, like-- she's avoiding me, it's really weird" She hummed as she got on Hakari's lap and traced random shapes on his exposed neck.

"Hmm? Don't worry about 'em, they probably wanna fuck" Hakari smirked, though Kirara didn't take this lightly and began smirking herself. "Say... why don't we let Y/n join next time?" She inquired with a widening smirk.

---

You kinda wish that this is all just a dream, you, on your fours with your back arch in a perfect angle as Hakari pound the shit out of you. Meanwhile your mouth is busy sucking off Kirara's cock.

"Fuck--- You're sucking me in so tight" Hakari hissed as he gripped tightly on your hips and thrust in harshly, almost feeling the tip of his heavy dick against your cervix.

"Ngh... so unfair-- Ahh-- Tighter than me? Kin?" Kirara whined in between her moans and she gripped tightly on your hair and pushed you head down further to make sure her dick could make it on the very back of your throat, just because she spite you. You gagged, but that only turned Kirara on even more.

"Heh-- course not baby, i'll fuck that tight ass later on--shiit!" Hakari's been holding himself back as he thrusted deep and short against your hole, savoring the warmth and tightness of you. Kirara finally pulled your head up making a mess out of your mouth, spit everywhere and even more on her dick, she seems satisfied with the view, she smirked.

"Suck, c'mon..." She slightly shook your head while still gripping on your tangled hair. You obediently obliged and gave her the sloppiest you could get. It all has been too much, the vibrations of your moans around her dick is only making her whimper a little louder.

"Gaaah-- Yes! Kin-- fuck them good.... ahh so good" Kirara babbled as she finally let go of your hair and propped both of her hand behind to support her upper body and threw her head back.

"Ya enjoying there angel..." Hakari smirked and began pounding harder on your hole to fulfill his pretty girlfriend's request. Your moans turning into high pitched whimpering against Kirara's dick, it made you even graze your teeth on her dick accidentally, making her groan in pain but let it slide just this time.

You couldn't even breathe well and decided to lift your mouth off Kirara's dick and replace it with your hand to stroke her for the mean time. You pant heavy, letting out the moans you didn't get to let out while sucking her off.

"Aaah...ngh-- please im gonna cum-- please" Your eyes already rolled back as you pleaded, your hands on Kirara is slowing down a little since you're focus on your own high. This made Kirara frustrated and desperately tried to get her dick in your mouth again but you avoided.

You reach out to play with her tits for a while to keep her distracted, pinching her cute little nipples between your thumb and pointer fingers and fondle her tits, making her moan. Hakari then pulled you hair back and made you suck his girlfriend's dick again.

"Suck her off bitch-- that's your only task" Hakari growled against your ears as he thrusted harder against you. You gagged and moaned at the sudden penetration in your mouth but did you job anyway.

Your legs started to shake as if your knees are about to give up soon, your orgasm is just nearing at this point. When you felt Kirara shove your head down and felt her hot cum shoot down your throat, that's it for you. You came on the spot and around Hakari's dick.

The clenched drove Hakara over the edge and thrusted deep so he could cum inside you. When he pulled out you could feel the warm liquid ooze out of your hole, as it dripped down your legs.

Kirara finally let go of your head and pulled her dick out of your mouth. "Fuck me too Kin..." You heard Kirara speak but you're too exhausted to even know what's happening.

All you see on your peripheral vision is Kirara getting pounded by Hakari this time. You passed out on the bed with a smile, but this time you hope it wasn't a dream at all.

[mysteriouslyjovialcolor]

Hungary 2019

-“First-Time pole sitter Max Verstappen” How has he not had a pole position until now?!

-Daniel p20 😢

-Ohmygod my brain was just screaming the whole time through turn 1

-Max finally having a good start and the Mercedes fighting each other?? And then Charles going past Valterri to take p3?!

-“Valterri Bottas, the man fighting to keep his Mercedes drive against Esteban Ocon” Excuse me??

-Also just realizing that Ocon too isn’t on the grid this season. What was going on at the end of 2018?

-Valterri pitting now cause of the damage and he might be going to the end of the race with these tires? It’s lap 6?

-“I’m missing Daniel up front- the last of the late breakers” Yes, me too.

-“Kimi up there in seventh. What a stellar job he’s done there hasn’t he” Bring in more Kimi praise>>

-Woah Kvyat and Albon! That was so cool!

-Oh why is Checo pitting already?

-Daniel, Daniel, Daniel, come on!!

-Mercedes starting off the pit stop games (dummy calls are so funny to me for some reason)

-Who cursed Max’ tires

-“I got to say once again now, I’m losing grip” “And we have understood Max”

-Aaah this is stressful

-Finally! He came in to pit and he came out ahead of Charles, let’s go

-That was actually great strategy on Red Bull’s part, even though Max’ tire situation was stressing me out

-“Okay Lewis it’s hammer time”

-Daniel’s been trying to get past Kevin for so long now- that Haas is surprising me

-Kevin’s keeping Lando behind now. I’m still so impressed

-Valterri’s gradually been making places up. P10 now

-“Hamilton is now behind. Expect him to attack while his tires are fresh” That would kick in my flight-or-fight response so quickly

-These back markers currently ruining Max’ life

-“Hamilton is trying absolutely everything “ “Verstappen is defending for his life” Aaaaah I love when these two go for it

-“What more can I do man” “Just keep the pressure on” “I can’t keep the pressure on” Lewis?? Random change in attitude??

-“Kevin Magnussen, congratulations to him, he gets married next weekend” aww

-“The only driver that hasn’t pitted is Daniel Ricciardo” Oh he’s going long (we’re 44 laps in)

-Don’t even remember Kimi coming in to change his tires, he’s consistently stayed p7

-“You must tell me when he has DRS or not” Max takes racing Lewis so seriously (not that he doesn’t take racing anyone else seriously, but you know what I mean)

-Lewis undercut?

-No way, they might be lapping the Ferraris

-“Verstappen will be on a tire limit” “Well who knows maybe I will too” lol

-So annoying that Daniel played the long game with his tires and is now stuck in p15 behind Kevin again, what did he even gain from that

-Both the Merc team and the Red Bull team with their heads in their hands, like hello? Your drivers are in the top two places??

-“Tires are dead” Oh well, rip

-The time sheet graphics on this race though?? All cars up to p5 showing “+1 lap” and the top two Ferraris being a minute away from the top two drivers??

-No way Max is defending for four laps with those tires

-Yeah, I expected that

-Oh I didn’t expect him to pit now though, fastest lap incoming?

-Probably helped that the next car was a minute away

-Oooh Sebastian’s gone past Charles; Ham, Ver, Vet podium!!

-“Carlos Sainz on for a fifth place here. His second fifth place finish in consecutive weeks” He really cemented that position for himself huh

-Well there goes Max with the fastest lap

-And Lewis Hamilton wins the Hungarian Grand Prix!!!

-“Charles Leclerc hasn’t been in the same race today, as Max Verstappen and Lewis Hamilton” Haha watch him go win the next one

-Max and Lewis hugging>>

-The debrief goes strong with these three

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hi Hi Hi!!! lol sorry I’m the anon who called you TWST Jesus! It’s just a new thing I do whenever I find a tumblr blog where people frequently ask the person to do in depth analysis type stuff on whatever fandom they write for 😂

This actually ties in with an ask you got from two other anons a while ago (they wanted your opinion on whether you think Leona will already be aware of his dream in the next part of book 7). I saw a post from today of a screenshot from back in book 6, and in it Idia is saying “Leona’s probably the kind of guy who always know’s he’s dreaming, where’s the fun in that?” And then it struck me…is it possible that the devs used that as foreshadowing for the Savanaclaw portion of Book 7? We all know Leona is beyond exceptionally intelligent, noticing things that other students haven’t, coming up with plans on the fly, and the game has been very consistent with that. So is it possible that the game developers decided to use that line as a way to foreshadow that Leona will already know he’s dreaming? Because honestly it wouldn’t be like him to NOT know, especially with how frequently he sleeps, or do you think it was a coincidence? 🧐

Here’s the post I was looking at: https://www.tumblr.com/ladyyummy/759496757321318400/calling-it-now-leonas-gonna-know-hes

Here’s your post that I said ties in with this ask: https://raven-at-the-writing-desk.tumblr.com/post/758633674087579648/idk-if-anyone-brought-this-up-before-but

[Referencing this post!]

Aaah, I see 😅

I don’t think we can really say one way or another whether Idia’s one line is meant to be foreshadowing… TWST has a track record of promising things but then not delivering on them just as much as it actually foreshadows things and then actually follows through with it. They’ve fucked up before with representing Leona’s intelligence and it’s possible that they miss this opportunity the same as they did back then.

I’d personally love for nothing more than the monotonous dream segments to be significantly changed up and for the main story to acknowledge Leona’s big brain cells again, but at the same time I don’t know if I have the faith in TWST to break from the pattern they’ve established, especially so late in the list of boys to wake up. If TWST wanted to do something different, I feel like now’s too late and they should have started changing things up for every dorm so Leona’s not the only one that stands out. I mean… better late than never, but I feel like that would only contribute to the wonky pacing of book 7, and not in a good way OTL I dunno, it’s complicated.

[jujumin-translates]

Kasumi Hinamori | [SSR] Only On Blooming Days, | Papa’s Favorite Thing - Part 1

Kasumi: Oh, no no no! I’m late…!

Kasumi: (There wasn’t supposed to be any work like that coming in at the end of the day…!)

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Kasumi: Haaah, haaah, sorry for being late…!

Sakuya: Kasumi-san! Good work today.

Sakuya: Wait a second, I’ll go get your daughters.

Kasumi: Thank you!

Kasumi: (Aaah, being greeted by my oshi…! I’m so happy, but so, so sorry at the same time…!)

Kasumi: (And more than that, I made my daughters wait. I feel really bad for them…)

Kasumi: All the other kids have already gone home… Am I really the last one picking their kids up…?

Sakura: Papa!

Kasumi: I’m sorry for making you wait…! Were you lonely?

Sakura: Not at all!

Kaede: Papa does this all the time. Your job must be really hard.

Tsubaki: And it’s all okay ‘cause Sakuya-sensei was our Mama!

Kasumi: Eh!? Mama!?

Kasumi: Wait, ah, you mean like playing house.

Sakuya: Ahaha… They still get mad at me for not being Mama.

Kasumi: Thank you for playing with the girls so much, Sakuya-kun. I’ve been picking them up really late lately… I’m really sorry.

Sakuya: It’s no problem at all! They’re all really good kids, so it’s no trouble at all.

Kasumi: (Aah~ Sakuya-kun’s happy words and smile… They cleanse the soul.)

Kaede: It’s okay if you pick us up late, Papa.

Tsubaki: Yeah. ‘Cause then that means we get to play with Sakuya-sensei!

Sakura: I wanna play with Sakuya-sensei even more.

Kasumi: Eeh!?

Kasumi: (Uuue… As a fellow Sakuya-kun oshi, I get how they feel, but I’ve also got mixed feelings about it…)

Sakuya: Ahaha…

Sakuya: But I probably won’t be able to be here much next week.

Girls: Eh!?

Kasumi: Eh!?

Kasumi: Is there a MANKAI Company performance?

Kasumi: Ah, sorry. Is it something that’s not out to the public yet?

Sakuya: Ah, no, nothing like that… I just have another guest performance.

Kasumi: I see, you do perform as a guest star a lot outside of MANKAI performances.

Kasumi: I’m happy that you’ve already got your next one coming up. I’ll definitely come to see it!

Tsubaki: It’s not fair that you just get to go, Papa!

Sakura: We wanna go too~.

Kasumi: You’re too little yet. When you’re a little bit bigger you can.

Kaede: We went to see your play once before, Papa!

Kasumi: That was because you were invited too, and I knew all the people who’d be in it.

Girls: Aw…

Sakuya: Ah, umm…! Wait one second, I have the flier around here somewhere.

Sakuya: Here. This one is actually aimed at kids.

Sakuya: There’s also a parent-child theater day, which might be a good day for the three of them to come see the play.

Kasumi: Parent-child theater day…

Sakuya: Please come, if you’d like. But I understand that you’re busy, so I won’t force you to come.

Kasumi: Thank you. I’ll try to make it work the best I can.

[ Next Part ⇢ ]

[suckishima]

haikyuu rewatch s01e01

i've been itching to rewatch the series lately and a few years ago i did something similar for miraculous ladybug where i wrote up like a stream of consciousness/commentary post and made a gifset for each episode and i wanna try to do it again for haikyuu?? we'll see if i stay committed or not lol—gifsets per ep probably a lot more likely to continue than commentaries tbh, these things are long and not thought out so,

anyway let's start with episode 1, who wants to take bets on how many times i get teary-eyed?

ughhhhh how did i not know IMMEDIATELY my first time watching what a fucking banger of a show this would be. this opening scene is sooo aah. the voice over with the sounds of the balls and shoes, the actual content of the 'a tall tall wall' monologue, and then the visuals of just hinatas shoes stepping up to the line and then 'it was a view i could never see on my own' and the rest of the teams shoes step in??? FUCK

holyyyyy and bc im obsessed i know who is who based on their shoes in that lineup and after thir 'onigaishimasu' and they run onto the court they all run in at different speeds?? and like tanaka goes quick and kageyama bounces on his toes and tsukki is all like unenthusiastic?? what the fuCK bro

its been literally 40 seconds and im in awe aaah

oh.. oh no it's the intro. i was joking before about getting teary-eyed but uhhh

how long has it been since i watched season 1 omgg 😭😭😭

gOD the opening is so good, not just imagination but the visuals rrr the practicing shots and the animation on all the volleyball looks so great wowow

one of the less talked about of the many crimes of getting movies instead of a 5th season is definitely the loss of another amazing opening and ending

damn did i really never realize that karasuno of the little giant's time didnt JUST go to nationals but theyre playing on center court when hinata catches them on tv? meaning its either the semi finals or finals, damn lol

hmmmm i am already conflicted about whether or not i wanna talk about manga spoilers in these writeups lmao. tumblr blockout spoiler text WHEN

anywayyyy manga readers hinata on his bike watching little giant on tv iykyk (and if you know me lol) right

rrrr the imagery of the crow flying into hinata from the screen with still the sounds of the balls and whistles aaah what a cool way to show inspiriation

huh, the libero is no.2 not no.4 is that manga accurate from just before furudate decided that it was a Thing for karasuno or did the animation not check?

okay i checked and you literally can only see the little giant in the manga and none of the rest of the team so im calling it an oversight on the animation side lol (understandable, tbh when youre just making people up to fill in the shot, you arent thinking about jersey lore)

no one cares but my japanese is surprisingly better than when i first watched (at which time i knew nothing) and i can actually understand a few bits here and there without the subs

reading the occasional katakana in the background is fun too. mmmm i should try looking at og scans of the manga to see how the sound effects are intended to be read, ive heard the way furudate incorporates the characters into the action as the sound itself is really well done

air salonpas!

oooo one of the teams practicing spikes had one guy hit left handed, thats a fun detail!

dude hinatas friends are such homies i swearrrr

'whats our opponent kitagawa daiichi even like' 'idk! but we're gonna win!' lmaooo hinata you coulda done SOME research

ooo the shot of kitagawa walking in and looming above hinata is so well done, they look huuuge. i know factually that kindaichi and kunimi are tall but i tend to forget, kunimi especially, hes got short energy to me 😅

yessss and the shot of kagyama walking by and just like his Aura is enough for hinata to pick up on the king vibes yooo its so goood

kitagawa daiichi banner is just 'victory' lol okay

i could use some of hinatas blind confidence in my life lmao

oh jk its bathroom tummy ache time

man the set up for kageyama as like powerful early on is SO good, weve only seen him twice so far and both times it all above the king cape, which im pretty sure is also supposed to represent how hinata sees him which rrrr what a great way to set up their dynamic knowing everything that's to come. greatest opponent to greatest ally etc etc

also thinking about how this IS basically all hinatas POV (including the quote i just referenced) and what kageyamas POV of hinata is when he looks back on it all 👀

kageyama telling hinata he shouldnt talk big bc he isnt even physically ready (referencing tummy ache), and hinata right off the bat telling kageyama 'the six of us go all the way' and kageyama responds 'i will win every game' oooo yep they both got some things to learn from each otherr

seriously how is hinata like the friendliest person on the planet. his team is SO bad and all he cares about is that he's finally on the court, he's so positive and determined even when they're doing terribly and his friends dont know wtf is going on

🥺🥺🥺 he's so happy seeing his palm all red after spiking the ball successfully the first time waaah

sjkhdk i always laugh at 'well there IS a foxy senpai on the girls team' lmaoo like he could have just ignored that part of the question, and who translated it to 'foxy' anyway lmaoo

koji, soccer friend, coming in for a foot receive! he missed lol but for real hinatas friends are so cool showing up for him like this

i mean, they are also avoiding him when he tries to practice throughout middle school, but they showed up here when it counts

love that you can see the 'mild internal bleeding,' as kuroo would call it, on izumi's arms when he tells hinata that his arms hurt lol

akjhsakjsasj they hype hinatas jumping skills, the music swells, you think hes got it, aaaand then immediately triple blocked and the music cuts back out lmaoo. honestly, love how haikyu always plays with expectations like that

half time serve routines my beloved.... i miss you..

'we keep trying.. because we havent lost yet' <333

but also kunimi, what a mood lmao

the animation on hinatas slide hit after the toss missss aaaah, and kageyamas bangs like whipping in the wind before he reaches as far as he can aah god this whole sequence is so beautiful

kageyama after knowing hinata for roughly 30 minutes: "this guy overwhelms me" skagsajsa

he has every quality to be someone even better but—WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING THESE PAST 3 YEARS?? 😭😭😭😭

karasuno senpai in the crowd!! related dumb question time, why isnt tanakas hair blond here? he should be a first year atm, and the beginning of the ep said this match is about 3 years and 3 months after little giants nationals (which is in january, although iirc the month changed sometime around those years so possibly it was in march during his time—hence why call 'spring tournament') but either way if hinata and kageyama are still middle school third years then tanaka should be a first year and thats when his hair was blonde. likely in universe answer i guess is just that this tournament is after the practice match where karasuno loses badly and gets made fun of which makes tanaka respect his senpai more and shave his head lol. which also, if hes here with them at this middle school tournament also makes sense with that so. question answered i guess

'if you want to be the last one standing then become strong' waaah

awwww the first years that he recruited to fill out his team stayed with him to practice with the middle school girls team!! they caught the volleyball bug <3

not me pausing to try and see which one of them is the foxy senpai..

lmaoooo the "old ladies team" that hinata practices with are called the yukigoaka beauties lol nice

yoooo hinatas running toward the gym for the first time and a crow flys away and a feather crossed in front of hinata niiiiice

let me tell you i had relatively low expectations for haikyu my very first time. i just wanted something easy to watch while i ate my lunch during the day, and i thought it would just be a predictable underdog story where hinata gets revenge for middle school. and i wasnt against that, i was relatively entertained this whole episode, then it gets to the end and reveals that kageyama has to be his teammate and i was like OH this is gonna be GOOD good. immediately have me hope and reassurance that the show knew what it was doing and wasnt gonna just be typical cliches etc

fuck i wish i could watch again for the first time

i warned you this would be long lol, honestly these writeups are more for me in the future to like remember my thoughts etc and like i said we'll see if i keep it up lol

[miintsprigz]

Hiya!:] Was wonderin if you could do some headcanons for Scout and a GN!Reader that loves to sing and dance when they're alone? If this isn't exactly your cuppa tea, or if you dunno how to write this, you can ignore this request, I ain't forcin ya./pos

Hope you have a good day/night/evening/afternoon !!

I started writing last night and then forgot to save and lost EVERYTHING AAAH

I absolutely ADORE this prompt because it’s something I do, and I found the perfect song for it the other night to boot. I hope this is good—-

Song used as inspiration: “Knock Three Times” by Tony Orlando and Dawn

Character: Scout (TF2)

The mercs had finally left for the day, and for the first time in a long time, home base was vaguely quiet.

You adored them, each and every one of them, but the volume and sheer chaos of having all nine of them around could grate on you from time to time. Sometimes it was nice to just have the place to yourself for a little while.

As you got out of bed after hitting snooze a few times, it seemed as though you may have had your chance.

On went the radio as you started mixing some batter for a late pancake breakfast. It wasn’t long after you started heating up the skillet that one of your favorite songs came on.

You knew that meant only one thing.

At first, you hesitated, so used to a head poking out from around the corner, or a voice calling out just down the hall. But hey, the fellas were all at work! If there was any time to jam out, it was now.

So that’s exactly what you did. Singing along as though auditioning for some kind of contest (in your mind, if nothing else, you were winning), and turning the kitchen into your personal dancefloor.

Caring not how you looked or sounded. Simply filling the open air with music and making this little spot your happy place.

It was only a few songs later, and after stacking up a couple pancakes and starting to cook some bacon up…that you realized that you were not, in fact, alone.

A voice rang out.

“So, when’s the talent show audition, slugger? I think you’re gonna make it!”

You jumped probably a full foot backwards, eyes popping open. With a somewhat sheepish smile, the Scout poked his head through the doorway from the hall.

“How. Long have you been there.”

“Uh, since about…second or third song?”

“Why are you not at work???”

“…can’t a guy call out every so often? Geez.”

Cursing yourself under your breath, one hand came up and curled over your face.

“…remind me to check the rooms next time.” You could feel a rush of blood to your face, and the laughter of your surprise audience didn’t help.

Approaching you, he playfully bumped his shoulder against yours, elbowing you.

“Aw, c’mon, (Y/N)! Lighten up a little. It ain’t a crime ta have a good time. Hey. Look at dat. I’m a poet and I didn’t even know it.”

As you peeked through your fingers to pull a face at him, he smirked.

“There ya are.”

“You’re not gonna like…tell the others, right?”

“Don’t get why you’re so worried, but nah, I won’t tell ‘em if ya don’t want me to. Whoop, look out, your bacon’s gonna burn.”

“Oh!”

“I got it, I got it.”

Sure enough, he’d already caught it and got everything onto the plate…not-so-sneakily taking a piece for himself.

“Really though, you’re pretty good! I heard ya since you started this whole jam session, and honestly? You got some pipes on ya!”

Well, now you were just blushing at the compliments.

“And those moves? Engie’s been wantin’ ta start some…square dancin’ lessons, I think? Oh, he’d love dat.”

“You think so?”

“Sure! …(Y/N), ya only do solo dance parties, huh?”

“Uh…I guess? I dunno, I think I’d get too nervous to dance if I was in front of anyone.”

Scout raised an eyebrow at you, and looked to the side for a second, like he was checking to see if anyone else was around.

“…wanna know a secret?”

“Hmm?”

“I do the same friggin’ thing.”

You couldn’t help but smile. He did tend to play his music pretty loudly, but you were never sure exactly what he was up to in his room.

No sooner did he say that than a song that both of you happened to love came on. He eyed you slyly, biting back a grin.

You had to try your best not to crack a smile yourself. “What are you doing…”

He motioned with one hand out, trying not to laugh. “(Y/N), quick…before that gets cold. One song?”

Well, you’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little nervous. Shrugging your shoulders, you chuckled. “Can’t hurt. Just promise you won’t laugh.”

“Nah.” He stared off sheepishly again. “…You promise da same?”

Nodding your head quickly, you followed his lead.

It was awkward at times for sure—you each couldn’t read the other’s mind, and they didn’t quite move as you thought they would sometimes—but in spite of that, it was fun. Almost as fun as dancing by yourself.

By the end, both of you were beaming.

“Hey, maybe I oughta talk ta hardhat about that hoedown thing.”

“I think I could try that.”

“Havin’ you as a dance partner, I think it might be kinda fun!”

“Aw gosh.”

“Whaaat? I’m not bad, you can’t deny that.”

You rolled your eyes, handing him a plate before you helped yourself.

“…aw, you shouldn’t have.”

“Oh shush, I knew you were gonna ask, Scout.”

“…guilty.”

[mainstoryarchive]

Ensemble - 105: True Feelings

Makoto: (… …)

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Location: Soundproof Lesson Room

Makoto: (… …)

(…Hm, hmm? Oh no, did I faint!?)

(That's dangerous, I almost fell into a sleep I wouldn't ever wake up from again! I feel all wobbly; I haven't eaten anything for a while, after all.)

(Izumi-san won't give me a decent amount of food nor sleep.)

(On top of that, he started trying to feed me as my face grew paler!)

(Two guys doing that to each other is just disgusting! I seriously don't understand what that guy is thinking! I don't get it!)

(And then when I stubbornly refused to be fed by him, Izumi-san's mood got even worse…)

(After that, he's been ignoring me the whole time; it's almost like what the mafia would do!)

(Izumi-san even said that until I become more honest I won't be allowed to live like a normal person would.)

(A-At this rate I'll be like a bird in a cage until the day I die! I hate this, someone please save me!)

(Mistreatment on top of abduction and confinement, isn't this a serious incident!?)

(It's a crime! Police officer! Akehoshi-kun, Hidaka-kun, Isara-kun! Transfer student-chan! Someone, save me…!)

(Aaah. Izumi-san probably made a believable excuse to my parents and classmates as well. That guy does make sure to look good on the outside, after all!)

(If I knew it would come to this, I would have gotten along better with my parents.)

(I stayed over at school without going home during the S1 not so long ago, too… My parents must have thought 'again?'.)

(If I don't have any contact for a month or even a year, I'm sure someone will notice that there's something going on, but I think either my heart or my body will break before that!)

(I already lost my feeling for night and day… Isn't it already the day of that thing called DDD or something?)

(I get the feeling I can faintly hear music?)

(In that case this isn't the time for me to be confined in a place like this!)

(I have to hurry and meet up with the others, though it might not even matter whether I'm there or not.)

(I might even only be pulling their legs…)

(Even so I want to do something! For everyone's sake! No, because I want to stand on stage together with them!)

(That's why I worked so hard. We were finally about to start running! This isn't the time to be at a standstill, I'm also Trickstar!)

(Rather, I just thought of this, but…)

(It couldn't be that they're misunderstanding that I betrayed Trickstar and was scouted by Knights just like the president said, right?)

(That would be the worst! No one would come to save a traitor! Aaaah, no matter how much I struggle it looks hopeless!)

(You're wrong! I've been confined in this soundproof lesson room this entire time by Izumi-san!)

(I persistently refused to sign[1] the papers to transfer into Knights!)

(I'm still part of Trickstar! I'm your comrade! It'd be nice if someone still believes that. My trust is being tested…!)

(If I knew it would come to this, would it have been better to have stubbornly refused the president's proposal from the moment he made it!?)

(Should I have properly stated my opinion on the matter clearly? Would it have been better if I loudly declared that I was their comrade!?)

Makoto: (Aaah. It's too late to regret things now. Also, to be honest, I was just scared of the president…)

(It was way too scary to go against him then and there, it's impossible for me!)

(Seeing the enemy we were about to face, my legs gave out!)

(Oogami-kun would laugh at me. I haven't gotten even a bit stronger, even though I trained and was supposed to have matured…)

(No, I can't give up! This is exactly why I'm always a burden!)

(There has to be something I can do, I have to believe that! If I don't believe in myself, who will?)

(If there's one thing I learned from my training with Oogami-kun, it's that as long as you try desperately you'll be able to do anything!)

(…Hm?)

(I can hear… Someone's voice? This is Akehoshi-kun's voice, isn't it?)

(Could he have caught on that I have been confined here and come to save me? Aaah, I've been waiting for this ☆)

Makoto: Akehoshi-kun! It's me! Please, notice!

I've been confined the whole time! In this soundproof lesson room!

…Ah, that's right. This room is soundproof! It is one of Yumenosaki Academy's facilities after all, they make sure these things are made properly!

He might not be able to hear me regardless of how loud I shout?

It's a lesson room, so there's equipment here. There's also a mic so I'll turn that to the highest volume… I'm good at messing with machines, I'll show you!

'Ah! Ah! Mic test!'

'…Wah! That hurts my ears, the sound echoes well in the soundproof lesson rooms, doesn't it?'

(Even so the chance they can hear me outside is fifty-fifty.)

(Also, Izumi-san is properly right by this door.)

(I have to trick him somehow, you can only open this door from the outside… and Izumi-san has the key!)

(Which means that if I can't do something about Izumi-san, I won't be able to escape from this room!)

(I could also wait for Akehoshi-kun to throw down Izumi-san and steal the key, but violence isn't good.)

(In the worst case, he'll be suspended. And even if he doesn't, he would at least be forced to retire from the DDD!)

(I can't let that happen! I can't let the future of Trickstar be closed off because of me!)

(I can't really help much on top of the stage so at the very least I shouldn't be a burden!)

(What should I do? Aaah, I don't have the time to think about it!)

(Sometimes I should try to do things without worrying, on impulse, with all my might… With everything I've got!)

(That's what Trickstar is! Just watch me, Izumi-san! I'll show you!)

(I'll prove it to you! I'm no longer just a pretty doll that can't do anything!)

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Hamefura LN11 Extra Story Translation (Part 4)

I have started translating the extra story which comes with the special edition of volume 11 of the Hamefura light novel.

I posted some notes about it a while ago.

This part is about Alan’s POV of his childhood.

Previous parts: Part 1    Part 2     Part 3

~The Story of the 4 Stuart Brothers~ (Part 4)

Alan’s POV

When I woke up, I could see the usual ceiling. But it was awfully distorted. Aah, again.

Maid: Master Alan, are you okay?

…the servant asked, worryingly peering into my bed. I replied…

Alan: …I… am… o…

"I am okay". This was what I was trying to say, but my voice wouldn't come out well. Seeing me like this, the servant left in a hurry to get some medicine. I couldn't really move my body because it felt heavy, and my vision looked distorted. This feeling… I probably had a high fever. Even though I had been feeling a little better for a while, even though I had been able to stay up longer during the daytime… I was now back to bed again. And I also started to feel sad that it had happened today of all days. Today was my and my older twin brother's birthday. Because I had been feeling well lately, Mother, my older twin brother Geordo and I had planned to celebrate our birthday together today. I had heard that, unlike me, my older twin brother Geordo was healthy. I had mostly never talked to him because I had been laid up in this room the whole time, but I had heard that he was very talented and splendid. And I had been looking forward to meeting him and asking him about the outside world today…  But with this fever, it didn't seem like I would be able to join the party. Aaah… Why was my body like this…? I was sick and tired of sleeping in my room all day. I wanted to go outside and play like Geordo. Because I felt sad and bitter, my distorted vision became even more distorted.

After my fifth birthday, my health had gradually settled down. I had been laid up the whole time till now, and as a result, I had spent nearly no time on my studies. So for my sake, brilliant teachers had been assigned to me. There was a lot of studying, but the lessons were really fun because I could learn things that I didn't know about until now. However, one time, when I was walking to my teacher's place with my textbook in hand to ask him a question about the lesson, I heard this.

Man A: Hey, it's that rumored fourth prince. Look at the textbook he's holding.

Man B: Uwaah! He's using such a basic textbook at that age! I can't believe it!

Man A: Yeah, the difference is just awful compared to the other princes. And Prince Geordo, who is the same age, seems to have already completed the application part. Poor guy.

They were certainly talking about me. I felt the blood suddenly draining from my body. It was the first time that someone had talked like that about me. As I had been sleeping in my room all this time because of my poor health, there had been no one by my side but my mother, and the servants who had been taking care of me since birth. They had always worried about me. As I had never been hit with such malicious looks and words before, I was terribly shaken.

"Such a basic textbook".

I knew very well that I was behind in my studies. But my mother and the servants had told me that it couldn't be helped. So I hadn't thought about it too deeply.

"Poor guy".

These words remained as if they had been stuck to my ears. I didn't feel like going to my teacher's anymore, and I returned to my room, like I was running away. Right after I had returned to my room, the servants noticed that I looked strange and asked me what had happened, but I couldn't bring myself to talk about it. They always worried about me, so I knew that they would try to comfort me by telling me "Don't worry, this is not true". But right now, I felt like these words of comfort would actually hurt me. Because I couldn't help thinking that they might only say them out of pity, because they also felt sorry for me.

After that, since I had now started paying attention to them, these voices steadily entered my ears. "The Good-for-Nothing Prince" "The Deadweight Prince" Because I needed to wipe out these voices, I threw my whole being into my studies and my sword training. I had wanted to talk a lot with my older twin brother once I would get better, and also run outside and play to my heart's content, but I didn't have the leisure to do such things. Anyway, if I didn't go at my studies and training frantically, I wouldn't be able to fill the gap that I had accumulated until now. With this thought, I strived for it as if my life had depended on it.

It might have bore some fruit as, after several years, I had caught up to the other children of my age. I had become so brilliant that all the teachers praised my splendid results. I had had a late start because of my poor health, but after several years, I had been able to catch up to the other children. I was brilliant. 

And like this, I was getting up to speed. I was conceited, thinking I was amazing.

Still… One day, I noticed that my older twin brother Geordo could do anything better than me, and that the things that I was struggling to do, he would do them quickly with an unconcerned face. I had been making so much effort without sparing any time to sleep. I had become so brilliant that the teachers now praised my splendid results. In spite of this, I couldn't compare to Geordo at all. My nose, which had been high in the air, crashed down in an instant.

Then, I took some distance from Geordo. Well, we mostly had no contact to begin with, but… After I had gotten conscious of it, I still started to avoid him. Because I couldn't bear to be compared to Geordo, whom I could never reach no matter what effort I put in. In spite of this…

Man A: Prince Alan is so mediocre no matter what he does.

Man B: He has been laid up for so long because of his poor health, so it can't be helped.

Man A: Even so, despite them being twins, there's so much difference between him and Prince Geordo. I feel for him.

Man B: There sure is. Prince Geordo might have taken all the good things while in the womb.

Man A: Ha ha! So that would make him the dregs after all the good things were taken!

Man B: Whoa, whoa! That's harsh!

After I had stumbled on this conversation, my vision went completely dark. "The pathetic prince who is lagging behind children of the same age". I had been able to wipe out these words after piling up my efforts. Still… No matter what effort I put in, I couldn't wipe out "The prince who is far inferior to Prince Geordo". I was overwhelmed by these malicious words whispered to me, and before I knew it, I had become filled with an inferiority complex towards Geordo.

I felt irritated just by hearing Geordo's name, and I felt annoyed just by seeing his face. I didn't want to let it get to me, I didn't want to know about Geordo, but the more I thought about it, the more the talks about Geordo would enter my ears. I had become sensitive to his existence. And yet, unlike me, Geordo didn't seem concerned about my existence at all, which stirred up my feelings even more.

While I was spending such days, my eldest brother Jeffrey started to show up at my place little by little. I was the youngest of us four brothers, but I had nearly had no contact with my other brothers. I had of course not seen them during the period when I was constantly laid up, but also after I had been able to get out of my room. I had been desperate to catch up with the lost time then, so I hadn't really gone to meet them. Since they hadn't come to see me either, I had figured that my brilliant older brothers probably had no interest in their incompetent younger brother after all this time. Even so, why would he suddenly come now?  It was a mystery.

The first time I had met him, I didn't know who he was, and…

Alan: Hey you, who are you?

…I asked him. Jeffrey opened his eyes a little wide, and…

Jeffrey: I am Jeffrey Stuart. Your eldest brother. I am sorry for not coming to see you during all this time.

…he said while showing a little embarrassed face. Now that he had said it, when I took a really, really good look at him, his face was indeed similar to Geordo's, and the color of his hair and eyes were the same as mine. I found it suspicious that he would suddenly come to me even though he had never tried to have any contact with me during all these years, so…

Alan: And so? What's your business with me?

…I asked in an overbearing way, but that guy didn't mind my attitude, and…

Jeffrey: I have come to see you, Alan.

…he replied, smiling.

Alan: And I am asking why you came to see me.

I was a little irritated, but while still smiling, Jeffrey…

Jeffrey: Do I need a reason to come see my brothers? I wanted to see you, so I came.

…he said.

After this encounter, Jeffrey would repeatedly come to my place. Doing so, he would keep asking about touchy things, like my now completely recovered health, or how I was getting along with Geordo. That guy was probably coming here to make fun of his incompetent younger brother. It was extremely unpleasant. I treated Jeffrey harshly each time he came, but he still returned as usual without looking even a little upset about it.

Before long, I had become eight, Geordo had become engaged, and I had also gotten a fiancée. A sweet girl called Mary Hunt. After interacting with her, I encountered that mysterious noble daughter called Katarina Claes. She climbed trees, and she fished too. Katarina wasn't like the average noble daughter. For me who had never played anything like a game before, my interactions with Katarina were new and fun. Before I knew it, I would excitedly come and go to Katarina's home. And then, I finally encountered Geordo there.

At first, I was terribly distressed. I might have been terrified of this person called Geordo. But he was the Geordo that I had come to know through Katarina. She had made me realize that I had only known him through hearsays and that I hadn't taken a good look at who Geordo really was. That, while I had been lamenting over Geordo not deigning to look at me, I hadn't properly looked at him either. That people had different aptitudes, and that Geordo too, had things that he was good with, and things that he was bad with. That there was no such thing as a perfect human being. These were what Katarina had taught me. Though, it might not have been her intention at all to teach me that.

And then, the things around me that I had never tried to properly look at because I had been stuck on my views, they were not as I had imagined. The people who had been speaking ill about me had only been some people in my older brothers' factions. The teachers and the whole servants staff had never spoken ill about me. I had just been frightened and pained by the delusions that I had created myself.

To begin with, Geordo was way more human than I had imagined. I could see that after I had started going to the Claes household with him and spending lots of time together. Before, I couldn't tell what he was thinking because he only made artificial-looking smiles, but his thoughts had unexpectedly been showing on his face many times. Especially, when it came to Katarina, I could see his smile freeze out of shock, or see him covering his face and shaking his shoulders, probably trying to hold back a burst of laughter. And whenever I had a farming contest with Katarina, Geordo would join in and go at it with all his might. He also had a childish side. It had made me realize that my image of Geordo until now really had just been a wrong impression.

And also my eldest brother Jeffrey. I had been hating him because I had thought that he was coming to make fun of me, but my way of seeing him had also changed. My eldest brother had just been worried about my health and my tense relationship with Geordo. Because I had been completely overwhelmed by my negative assumptions, I had arbitrarily thought of him as a bad person.

And the other day, when I returned to my room after talking to Geordo, that same Jeffrey called out to me with a smile.

Jeffrey: So you get along with Geordo now!

After my eldest brother had said this, his face had taken on an expression of relief.

Alan: Yeah, kind of. Thanks for worrying about me till now.

After I had said this in reply, Jeffrey looked at me blankly, and then suddenly started to ruffle my hair. Wh-What's with him?! He seemed to be treating me like a brat. It annoyed me a little, but when I looked up at his face, there was such a happy smile on it, so I held back any protest and left it at that.

Afterwards, whenever Jeffey came over, I would casually spend time with him to make him happy. But because he was set on treating me like a brat, it was a little troublesome.

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Give me some of your all time favorite fics in no particular order!😚

Aaah hello sorry for getting to this a bit late, I overthink too much lol!! I've been meaning to make more fic rec lists recently and I have some ideas but time keeps not cooperating. So for now I'll just give you this list off the top of my head in no particular order, just as you said, and I'll probably forget some, for which I'm sincerely sorry.

three tangerines by @kithtaehyung

colour me in by @taegularities

leave the door open by @here4btsfics

two point five by @bratkook

the weekend by @chryblossomjjk

fight for you by @ahundredtimesover

paint me naked by @gimmethatagustd

all you're giving me is friction by @hot-soop

mine by @sailoryooons

nectar by @gimmethatagustd

want a taste? by @suga-kookiemonster

This is in no way a full comprehensive list btw. Most of these are Jungkook fics, as you may have noticed 😬. I tried not to go too overboard though, since I already have a list of specifically my favourite Jungkook fics.

I hope you enjoy some of these, dear anon! And thank you for dropping in <3

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HEYHEY BLONDIE!! I hope you are good and that you are drinking water or eating well!!

Literally, I'm slowly freaking out over the excerpts from your new fic with Sam HWJHEJWHWJAHSJ — I'm SO excited— btw, I was writing one of my fics and out of nowhere I had a writer's block (???) but now I'm able to write more. As this is my first smut here on Tumblr, and because English isn't my first language, I'm dedicating myself TOO MUCH.

I don't know exactly what time it is for you, but for me it's already 4:00am *HELP*

I think I'll probably end up sleeping soon, so good morning/afternoon or night (I don't know exactly what time it is for you) :3

HI MY LOVELY!!! <3 i’m doing good!! how are you? :))

THANK YOU OMG!!! i’m gonna work more on it today! i’d like to be hopeful and say i’ll finish it today but i probably won’t it’s gonna be long LMFAO and i wanna take my time with it so it’s good

but AAA IM SO EXCITED TO SEE WHAT YOU WRITE OMG!!! wanna be nosey and ask who you’re writing for 🤭 i know it’ll be so good

and i’m answering this late (sorry!!) but if it’s helps it’s just gone 2pm here!! :)

also need to say SOOO OBSESSED WITH YOUR THEME OMFG ITS GORGEOUS AAAH!!! i really need to pretty up my navigation post yours is so scrumptious

LOVE YOU!! <3

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Lost panties

#TMNT All 4-1 Challenge - January theme: embarrassing moments

@turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch @leosgirl82  @nittleboo @tmnt-tychou

wordcount: 1900 trigger warnings: NSFW, 18+, smut, mentioning of tcest, language, explicite

“Oh my shell, where are they?” said Ishtar out loud, while looking in every drawer for some panties. She had looked there twice already in every possible spot and still nothing.

‘Where could they be?’ she thought and looking around her room. ‘It doesn't make sense! All of my clothes are clean in the dresser, but my panties aren’t here..’

So she went back to the laundry room for the umpteenth time to find all kinds of items, … “but I still haven’t found what I’m looking for…” she sang.

“What are you looking for?” asked Raph who was there too.

“I can’t find my panties. They’re not in the machine, nor in the basket, my room or in my drawers. I know sometimes items are been eaten by that machine, but all of them and only mine..?”

Annoyed, she put her hands to her side and looked around again. In doing so, she failed to notice Raph’s pale face.

“I'm sure they’ll turn up sooner or later. They are probably in an illogical place”, and he left the scene in a rush.

Next thing, Ishtar looked in the illogical places; the garage, dojo, kitchen and every other place she’s been intimate with one or more of the guys. But found nothing.

Meanwhile Raphael had run as fast as he could to his room. ‘Oh shit shit shit fuck fuck fuck, what should I do now?!?! She clearly has nothing left ta wear but she does need them. I can’t bring my stash back now to her, ‘cause they’re not clean yet. And if I do bring them back now, she’ll know I got them… Aaah FUCK!!! I need help! Bit from whom? Certainly NOT from Leo. I’m in no need for some lectures. Also not dad, same lectures and what more.. And Mickey will just make fun of me… ‘k, Donnie then. Yeah, he can fix this problem for me.’

Mickey was bored, again.. And it has been a while since he last pranked Donnie, though Donnie's paybacks were always relentless. But so worth it..!

With nothing in mind yet, he started with observing Donnie. What he was doing, which projects did he work on. What did he need to avoid in the lab. Payback was understandable, but being killed by his brother because he screwed something up... not so much. So now he used Ishtar's workspace to spy on Donnie.

Nothing happening yet, just the regular cleaning and transferring data into his computer. He was already several minutes in that spot when he was bored again..

But what he saw next was unexpected. Donnie sitting in his chair, sighed tired, opened his desk and pulled out some fabric. He saw Donnie looking at it with a loving look. Next thing he brought the piece of cloth to his nose ans took a deep breath. What the..?!

But now he recognized the cloth, it was a pantie of Ishtar. 'Interesting... thought I was the only one in the lair who had borrowed a few used panties. Guess not!'

Donnie had worked all morning, cleaning his lab and desk, all the while thinking at some difficulties he needed to solve. It left him tired, but not too tired to sleep a few hours. Falling in his desk chair he opened a drawer in search of is new found comfort and pleasure: Ishtar's pantie.

It hadn't occurred to him to do this, the idea came from his brothers. For their own security there were camera's everywhere in their home. Every now and than he would watch the recordings sped up to see what was going on in the lair. Leo sometimes asked for that information as well, so checking the footage had become routine.

One thing that intrigued Donnie was that all his siblings had been entering Ishtar's  bedroom lately in stealth mode, while she was not there. When they left the room again, they were all holding something. With Leo he couldn't see what it was, although that was to be expected.

Mickey and Raph often dropped their training skills when at home. As Donnie played the footage at normal speed, he could see they were taking Ishtar's underwear. He saw Raph also take some from the laundry room. At that point Donnie knew his brothers had taken used panties.

Curious he had collected just one used pantie himself and saved it in his desk. At times like these he pulled it out and just smelled at it. Breathing in her scent was.. soothing, comforting and.. sometimes, like now, arousing as well.

With the second breath the felt something stirring in his lower regions. When a soft churr escaped him, he pulled his growing member out and started stroking himself.

All of this Mickey had watched and he was forcing a churr down, because... it was hot to see that all, but.. he still needed info for a possible prank.

Unaware of Mickey's presence, Donnie churred again.

“Hey Donnie! Are you busy? I need your help with something!” said Raph storming in without knocking, finding Donnie in his chair with his arousel...

“Ow, sorry D.. didn't expected you doing that in here..”

Donnie, unimpressed by Raph's sudden appearance, kept stroking himself. “Ever heard of knocking when the lab door is closed?”

“Yeah, next time. Donnie, I need your help with something! I may have a problem..” but stopped mid sentence, seeing one of Ishtar's panties in Donnie's hand.

“Say, that's one of Ishtar's, isn't it?” pointing to it.

“Yesss...” churred Donnie and sniffing at the piece of cloth again. “Hold that thought Raph... please let me finish first..” he panted.

“Need an extra hand?”

“No.. unless you want to suck me off..?”

“Er.. no.. You do your thing, I'll wait.”

Five minutes later..

“So, what's going on Raph?” asked Donnie lazily.

“Ishtar can't find any of her panties, we need to give our stash back, without her noticing it was you and me.”

“How did you know I had one?”

“I didn't, I just saw yours. I came here to ask you to help with this problem.” “How many did you take then?! I only got one..”

“Er, I've got four.. How many panties does she have?”

“Twenty I guess.. more or less.”

“So Mickey got the rest?!”

gulp “NO! I don't have ALL of them!” said Mickey while jumping up from hiding.

“That's right, Leo got also some, although I don't know ow many,” said Donnie.

“And how do you know that?” asked Raph.

“Our security camera's Raph.. Forget about them?”

Raph crossed his arms and grunted “No!” Not giving Donnie the satisfaction because he did forget about them. 'Gotta feel safe somewhere..'

“How many do you have Mickey?” asked Donnie.

“Er.. nine..” he said very soft, fumbling with his fingers.

“That makes fourteen.. Would Leo really have the rest?” wondered Donnie.

“Let's ask him!” Raph decided for all of them and walked to Leo's room. Though impatient he knocked and waited for Leo's answer.

“Enter.. what brings you guys in here?” Leo asked.

“Well, to be straight forward..” said Raph when they walked in. “We all need to give back Ishtar's panties. According to our calculations you have six panties.”

Leo blinked. “That's quit a statement. Tell what's going on first.”

“Er.. Ishtar is out of clean panties and she cannot find any dirty ones either,” said Mickey.

“Did she wash them?”

“Of course, she always does.”

“Then why doesn't she have clean ones yet?”

“Well.. because.. we took some..” Donnie said looking down.

“How many did you take, Don?”

“Just one. And every few days I change it for a new one.”

“Wait.. you change them? Why would you do that?” asked Raph.

“Because then she won't miss one. If you take more, she might figure it out faster.”

“But she didn't.. or a least, not until now..”

“How many do you have Raphael?” Leo asked.

“Four..”

“And you Michealangelo?”

“Er... nine..”

“How much does she have in total?”

“Twenty we think, we don't know exactly.”

“Why do you guys think I have some as well?”

“We assumed. And because Donnie has all of us on tape.”

“You assume I did that too?”

“Yes.. so you didn't? Then what did you do in her room, late at night when she wasn't there, at a time you normally sleep already?”

“Oh, so many assumptions.. You have to know better than that. Always do the unsuspected, don't fall into a routine when in stealth. I thought I taught you better that that.”

“What did you do there, because I did see you carry something small out of there..”

“Let's just say  it were some preparations and you will find out next month or so. But I did not take panties out of her room, or the laundry room, clean or used. You three need to make sure Ishtar has clean panties again, very soon,” and stressed the last words.

Leo went to the kitchen for some tea, shaking his head in disbelieve. 'When in a relationship you have to trust each other. They should have asked her for it, instead of sneakingly take it away.' For Leonardo did have one because he had asked her for one.

She wasn't even surprised or grossed out by it, although that surprised Leo. She told him she had a boyfriend before who used to sneakingly collect her panties, especially her red thongs.

Lost in thought Leo shook his head.

“Something troubling you, my son?” asked Splinter.

“Mm, not so much. THEY”, he said and waved his hand towards the lair,” did something” and he sighed. ”They're fixing it as we speak, hopefully for them in time before Ishtar finds out about it.”

“If you don't mind me asking, what did my other sons do this time? Did they try to prank Ishtar?”

“Haa! Quite the opposite. They took without her permission one or more used panties, for their own pleasure. An hour ago Raph found out she is out of panties. Not one is left, clean nor used. Now while she is looking around the lair in the illogical places, my brothers came to me to accuse me of taking the most of them. And to ask for help.”

“Do you have some as well?” Splinter asked intrigued.

“Yes, I have one, but only with her permission. The greater challenge right now is to find the ones that are still missing. We don't know exactly how many she owns, we estimate it might be at least twenty. So there are probably still five missing.”

After that last sentence Leo looked his dead straight in the eyes. “Do you have something to do with that?”

Splinter kept his pokerface, but that bright twinkle in his eyes gave it away.

“Yeah, thought as much,” grinned Leonardo. “Let me guess, they are in your rare item collection?”

“Good guess. I will make sure I return most of them back to the original owner.”

Ishtar had looked everywhere and still haven't found any. She sighed and walked back to her room. Only to find Splinter leaving it. She faced him and raised an eyebrow in a questioningly look. Splinter walked past her and padded  her friendly on the shoulder.

'That was strange...'

When she entered her room, she saw Donnie, Raph and Mickey with a pile of underwear in their hands. And her dresser was wide open..

“WHY ARE YOU IN MY DRESSER?!” Ishtar bellowed.

The guys screamed in fright and froze on the spot.

“Oh oh, busted!” whispered Raph.

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HeliosR - Fight out vivid colors! - Chapter 1

Translation of chapter 1 of the event ‘Fight out vivid colors!’ from ‘Helios Rising Heroes’.

Helios Staff: ---That concludes this meeting.

Keith: Haaah……

Keith: (How many times have I gone to meetings in Brad’s place… Sheesh, he sure has the nerve to work people to the bone….)

Keith: (Now I gotta gather all the documents, submit them….. Sigh, such a pain…..)

Keith: (Gah, crap…! Gotta also make them cookies for the kids space I’m goin’ to tomorrow…)

Keith: (Damnit, ain’t even got time for a single smoke…!)

-

Keith: (S’finally over… Aah~ so exhausted….)

Keith: (Time to run back home and have a---)

Brad: Keith

Keith: Geh, Brad…. Whatcha want, them papers are submitted if it’s ‘bout that

Brad: Yes, I’ve finished checking them. I’m leaving the next meeting up to you too.

Keith: Hahn? Just for how long are ya gon’ make me do this

Brad: I’m busy with preparations for the Rookies League for the time being.

Keith: Things are busy here too. Gotta make cookies, look after buncha kids…….

Keith: Sweets are more delicate than regular food, s’for real a pain in the ass……

Brad: I’ve heard of that. How these allergen free cookies are popular with parental guardians as well, to the point they ended up being distributed regularly. “Old man Keith’s cookies” was it

Keith: Geh…. Ain’t a fan of that naming sense

Brad: It’s also been reported that the children have become quite attached too.

Keith: ‘Cuz these guys always whine to play and play with ‘em when I hand out cookies…

Keith: Anyways, haven’t I been working too much lately? I ain’t that kinda character. Pity me a lil’ more here

Brad: You’re doing fairly well considering it’s you. Keep up the good work, I’d say. 

Keith & Brad: ………….

Keith: That’s all or what! No consideration for decreasing my workload or anything!?

Brad: It’s difficult now. Besides, I wouldn’t be asking you if I could take care of it myself.

Keith: Sigh….. Expecting anything from a stupid workaholic made me look stupid.

Keith: Can I leave already? My only enjoyment lately s’been having a cold one after being parched to the point of drying up

Brad: Wait. I stopped you because I need to tell you something. It’s about the street fair in Yellow West… 

Keith: Street fair? Aaah~ s’that time of the year already, huh

Brad: A request came in for heroes to participate in the big event downtown. 

Keith: Huh? Yer kidding me…..

Brad: Due to the Rookies League I will not force you to, however do discuss with your team whether you’ll participate or not. 

Keith: Ain’t no need to discuss that. My team’s---

-

Dino: We’ll end today’s patrol here! Good job you two. 

Junior: You too, Dino

Faith: Did Keith go on ahead?

Dino: Yeah. I think around this time, he should be at a meeting Brad asked him to attend

Dino: He’s been really going for it lately. He’s for sure working more than he did before. I’ll have to follow his example.

Junior: You’re naive, Dino. It’s Keith we’re talking about, maybe he dipped ‘cuz it was too much of a bother

Faith: Aha, probably

Dino: C’mon, he wouldn’t go that far no matter how…..

Dino: Huh? It’s kind of crowded? Is there some kind of event?

Faith: Isn’t it prep for the street fair?

Dino: Oh right, now’s the season for these events in Yellow West

Junior: This year’s highlight is without a doubt the real event of Splashy Colors!

Dino: Splashy Colors?

Junior: A game that’s popular lately. Shooting game where you compete against others by splashing ink.

Dino: Aah, I’ve heard of that! So with real event, you mean that we can get a first hand experience of the game in real life?

Faith: Yep. It seems they’re going all-out with it. Like, the ink is some peculiar creation from the research department that’ll be used. 

Faith: In order to represent the game’s setting, they’ve gone as far as to also make gadgets and items too

Dino: Waah, sounds super fun!

Junior: What’s this now, you shitty DJ. Ain’tcha going in full detail now. You a fan of it? Of Splashy Colors.

Faith: Nah. I actually ran into Yellow West’s mayor earlier. Heard how he actually sent in a request for us heroes to participate in the event.

Dino: Eh, really? That’s exciting♪

Junior: Seriously! Hell yeah!

Junior: Obviously we’re gonna join, yeah? Yeah?

Dino: Yeah. We’ll ask Keith too and get everyone on board!

-

Dino: ---Which means, shouldn’t we go for it and join the street fair event?

Keith: Aah~ About that

Dino: Ah, did they tell you about it already? Junior and Faith are hyped up about it too, we should all enter and we’ll definitely have f---

Keith: I declined

Dino: ………Eh?

Faith & Junior: Huh….?

[jellyf-yve]

KAERI MERRY CHRISTMAS~!

Don't mind me running to your inbox when you announced that requests were open. I've been having the worst obey me brainrot and I couldn't help myself akdhjsjdjs

So, could you please write anything with lee Levi?? He's my absolute fave! Feel free to choose the ler x3 And no pressure ofc!

Have a lovely day!

Top priorities chart

(Levi, Mammon & Lucifer)

Summary: a brand new game finally came out, and Levi had been waiting for it since weeks. However, as soon as he starts playing, it becomes his first priority, bringing his brothers to worry about him gaming for days straight. But no worries, Levi's top weakness against videogames is here to help!

A/N: GDHUAJDUS I'M SO SORRY I'VE MADE YOU WAIT FOR SO LONG😭 my health got in the middle and messed up everything and i even thought i had lost your request cause i was worried i accidentally canceled the fic💀but nope it was safe in my drafts ehehe. (ALSO MERRY -REALLY REALLY REALLY- LATE CHRISTMAS even if we already exchanged wishes many times lmao)

A/N2: also ignore me brainrotting about lee!levi with a hyper sensitive arms and spine and being L O U D when being tkled...

Hope you like it!! Enjoy!<3

"Oi, Satan. Where's Levi?" Mammon asked, his mind clearly up to something silly with money involved.

"I don't know, probably in his room playing videogames, as usual I'd say..." he answered, his eyes still fixed on the book he was reading.

"Again? It's been a whole day...damn. I wonder what he finds so interesting about gaming for so long"

Even if this was his idea, he went down the corridor, opening Leviathan's door without permission.

"Ah, little brother! Guess wha-"

"GAHH! OH NO, NOT AGAIN!" he screamed, both in pain (metaphorically) and for the nearly heart attack he had from Mammon's sudden entry into his room.

"Woah, what was that for?! What are you screaming about, I did nothing wrong!"

"YES YOU DID!" he pointed at the screen "Look at that! You scared me and I lost the match!"

Mammon's expression changed from surprised to annoyed.

"...really? That's my fault?"

"Yes!" he sighed. "Just, just leave me alone! I gotta play another match to win the final tournament!"

"But I needed to talk to you!"

"Later, c'mon! Don't make me lose again!"

Mammon closed the door behind his back, leaving his room. "How rude...!" he said to himself.

meanwhile, in the kitchen

"Lucifer, it's been two days and Levi still has been gaming non-stop" Beel said, adding carrot slices to the soup he was cooking for the dinner.

The eldest rubbed his forehead.

"There's not much we can do, however. I think you all know how Leviathan is made, and what he thinks about this"

"But it will have an extremely negative effect on him!" Asmodeus added, taking plates from the drawer, and taking one for Leviathan too, still hoping he would come at least for dinner.

"Oi, Lucifer, how about we go checking on him after dinner? He must be scared if it's you!" Mammon said.

"I doubt that, but for once I'm in with your idea"

~

"Levi, are you still awake?"

"Of course he is..."

"Ah, yes sure I am! Come in but be quiet" he sounded really nervous.

Lucifer opened the door.

"Levia-"

"Shh!"

Lucifer's eye twitched, he and Mammon looked at each other, then sat down on the floor at each side of Levi.

"That's it, that's it! Aaah! That's the boss! See how big and strong he is but HAHA! I prepared the best team ever and I won't let ANYONE and ANYTHING destroy my perfect path!"

"Why is he pointing out words...?" Mammon whispered to Lucifer.

"Well, you know how he is"

"Uh...stupid?"

"Hey, I heard that, Mammon!"

Lucifer and Mammon exchanged another look, both of them clearly annoyed by his behavior.

"AH- C'MON, 4TH MOON GUARDIAN! TIME FOR THE FINAL ATTACK!!"

"Levi, could you-"

"Bless of the New Moon!"

"Levi-"

"Have a taste of my sword!"

Lucifer almost gave up in trying to convince him turn down the console volume.

"THAT'S IT! AHA! I WON!"

"Leviathan...could you at the very least try not to scream so much?"

"What are you talking about?! I just won the ultimate tournament!"

"That's not the point...I think you need to revise you priorities" Lucifer said.

Levi blinked. "Huh?? Priorities?"

"Yes, in fact, you've been in your room for-"

"Oh, wait! Final showdown, I forgot! I gotta do this!"

"He's not even listening to you, Lucifer"

"Ah, see? How can that game be you first priority?"

Then, an idea popped into Mammon's head.

"Hey, Lucifer! Guess what I'm thinking about" he looked at his brother, his gaze playful, craking his knuckles.

"Well...that could be a good idea"

They closed up on their brother as he was keeping on playing, unaware of what was about to happen.

"Eh, Lucifer. What was that you were talking abAAH!" he suddenly arched his back, missing a button on the joystick, his character jumping instead of attacking.

Lucifer simply kept on poking and squeezing his sides. "Mammon, do you remember?"

Levi's character began to run all over the ring as he lost control of his own fingers, the cause? Mammon's fingers tracing along the inner side of his arm, going up to his armpit, then back down, and again.

"Ah, no! Sorry Lucifer, looks like I forgot...! Levi, can you remember?"

Levi immediately blushed, his character now jumping off the roof and dying. "NOHOHO! GAH- COHOHOME ON!" he laughed harder Lucifer's fingers found their way under Levi's shirt and scratched at his ribs.

"W-WahAHAIT! It W-WAHAS about p-priohohoritIHIHIES?!"

"Ah, right. I think you didn't exactly understand what are your top priorities, Levi. That's why we came here" he stopped for a moment.

"Guh- haah! Ehehahaha! W-whahat do you mehehean?!" he squirmed and giggled as Lucifer still slowly tickled his ribs, making him ten times more nervous about the conversation.

"You've been in your room for three days now, skipping meals and sleep, because your top priority was the game. But that should be less important than your health"

"B-buhuhut! The gahahame just cahahame out! And I was s-so excitehehed!"

"Ah, you're not even trying to understand!" Mammon paused the game in the middle of the fight, which was probably going to be a loss for Levi, since two more of his characters had died.

He tackled his brother down, sitting on his legs, scribbling at the sides of his tummy. Oh, a really bad spot.

"GAHAH- MAHAHAMMON!" he kicked his legs behind his back, shaking his head and trying to block his wrists, but his efforts got stopped by Lucifer blocking his hands under his knees, fully exposing Levi's arms.

Now Levi was in big trouble. Each of his brothers knew how his arms were sensitive.

Scribbles, feathers, tracing, even kisses from his beloved MC could get him there.

"OH NOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEASE NOHOT THAHAT!"

"I'm sorry, Levi. But I'm firmly fixed on the topic before" he brought wiggling fingers down.

"NOHOHOHO!" he twisted his torso, in a desperate attempt to free himself, but it was useless. Tickles could weaken him in no time.

"This is were it gets you for good, hmm?" Lucifer said, tickling the inner sides of his elbows.

"GUH- AHAHAHA! Q-QUIHIHIHIT THAHAHAT! IT TIHIHICKLES!" his laughter rose as Mammon started digging his finger into the back of his ribs.

"Well, that's the point. Since you wouldn't try to follow the conversation, that's one of the easiest way to make you" Lucifer said, in a slighty smug tone.

"NAHAHAHA- PLEHEHEASE! TH-THAHAHAT'S TOO MUHUHUCH!"

"Too much already? Aw, you're seriously that ticklish?" Mammon teased.

"S-STOHOHOP THAHAT! GAH- I'LL LIHIHISTEN! AHAHA- JUHUHUST STOHOHOP!" Levi pleaded.

He panted heavily, his eyes closed, his face red.

"Well now, Levi. Are you ready to follow the conversation?"

"I t-think I am..."

"Good. First, I want you to know gaming must not be your priority, even if-"

Lucifer was almost immediately stopped by Levi.

"But Lucifer! This game is super- no, hyper! Hyper important!"

Lucifer sighed. "I suppose I have to resort to forced measures..."

...

"T-thihihis is insahaAHAne...." he laughed.

The current situation was indedd insane. Leviathan down on his stomach, Mammon sitting on his lower back, and Levi's shirt up so his back was uncovered.

"Let's try to convince you this way, shall we? So, top priority is health, then studies"

Mammon wrote "Health" on Leviathan's back, letter by letter, with his fingertip, giving a little tickle here and there just to tease him more. Levi kicked his legs and tried to muffle his laughter behind his hands.

Then, he wrote "Studies".

Leviathan's body spasmed as Mammon wrote the "S" and the "U".

"Then let's see..." Lucifer said.

"M-MC! MC is a p-priohohority..." he spat out between his giggles, the position he was in making it hard to take a proper breath.

"Right, I see you're starting to understand. Add that one, Mammon"

"W-whaHAHat about gAHAHames?!"

"Well that's one of the last I think...or maybe I could bring that one up...alright, that's a bonus"

Mammon wrote "Games" over his back, sending Levi into hysterical laughter.

And among all the priorities he was listing, Leviathan himself took a mental note about another priority. A good one that would probably save him in the future.

"Always listen to your brothers whenever they're feeling mischievous enough to tickle you to pieces!"

[kakusu-shipping]

omg wait am I too late, Cherry and Witch Hazel for the BW squad, I loooove the BW squad 🥺

It's never too late to talk about the BW Squad!!! The friends ever!!!

Ask from Here

Cherry - Are you childhood friends, or did you meet later in life?

We're childhood friends! Cheren and Bianca were the ones who initially found me. Until I stumbled into them I'd been living in the woods with my Papa (Entei), my uncle Darmanitan, and N. They took me back to Nuvema town, where I was eventually adopted by my mom.

We were basically inseparable, even before I learned human language. Though that's probably because we were the only kids in town, and our parents were already friends. Still, we were three peas in a pod and went everywhere together!

Witch Hazel - Someone hurts you intentionally, either physically or verbally. How do they react? Alternatively, how would you react to them being hurt by somebody?

Aaah... This reminds me, when we were in Castelia city, and team Plasma stole Munna from Bianca... She wasn't hurt physically but I guess I react pretty strongly to my friends being even just emotionally hurt, because I wasn't willing to let those jerks just leave, even after they returned Munna unharmed.

That man... Ghetsis... He was there, and I guess something about me made him want to show off. His Hydreigon was... Unstoppable. He never gave it a single command, just let it out and watched. It was so angry, in pain, screaming the whole time... I don't remember much other than that. I woke up in the hospital the next day. Cheren was gone.

He wanted to get stronger to make sure that wouldn't happen again, to make sure he could protect Bianca and me from bad people like Team Plasma. We both blamed ourselves when bad things happened back then... but we're grown up now, we're at least a little better at controlling our responses.

Only a little though. Cheren and I still square up anytime something happens to Bianca or N. Bianca's the only one who can react accordingly. She even learned basic first aid so next time I stop a raging Pokemon with my bare hands she can at least patch me up enough to get out of critical condition.

[lurkingteapot]

Laws of Attraction กฎแห่งรักดึงดูด Ep 8

I really, really enjoyed this finale. I'll have to rewatch with subs at some point, at least in parts, because some of the details were lost on me (what was that new case of Chaan's about?), but I'm looking forward to it. I hope we get more queer shows out of One31 going forward -- can Organ and Sylvie get a spinoff, maybe? aaah I'll keep dreaming. Anyway! The live blog.

--

Six days late, but I'm watching this! I'm very sad that this is going to be over. Excited, too, though. Alright, going in.

WHAT THE FUCK is this cold open with the flashback in the moment of death type scene

Oh no, going to pay respect to his mum before he goes join her, huh.

ooooh is Maayaa going to broadcast whatever confession Rose catches at that warehouse live during her announced live? I BET she is and that's such a smart move, can't make something tens of thousands of followers saw unseen

this house remains an abomination

oh god Nawin please shut up

asdfasdf of course they're gonna punch each other about it

pick up the gd necklace, that's a tripping hazard or something

oh baby, crying in business class, huh

well that knot came apart easily

rescuing our lovers solidarity, huh

YIKES those boinks to the head with that thing would've had a pretty decent chance of killing the dudes if this were real

hahaha of course Chaan planted stuff. Let's hope this plays out as he hoped. can hardly believe Thatthep is this dumb, though on the other hand …

… oh god is Tinn going to ruin this take. He IS, isn't he.

I am SO nervous, goodness

he's pretttty convincing

250k viewers is pretty incredible

WOW this dude is cold as ice

ahahaha of COURSE someone was going to tell them this was getting streamed and they REALLY should've seen that coming

just put the freaking doll away and HIDE ffs Chaan

Tinn to the rescue

you fuckers, RUN

what are you doing

oh ffs Tinn don't RUSH the guy with the gun, and you, Chaan, don't just STAND there ffs

yeah that … was going to happen and I sure hope he's wearing body armour of some sort

how many shots does this thing HAVE??

hey. hate to interrupt but thatthep is still RIGHT THERE and ARMED

ROSE <3 <3 <3 I love her so much oh my GOD

okay everyone here is useless, why hasn't anyone called an ambulance

also I feel like Tinn should've been able to FEEL the body armour but w/e

so did they pull Thaenthai off the plane or what

adsfasdfasdasdf oh no he was being that passenger but I guess it's all for the best, huh

over the top and overdramatic, 10/10 no notes

asdfasdfasf Chaan being a BRAT because he can

GRANDMA 😂

asdfasdfasd of COURSE she'd be like "this is a HOSPITAL"

oh poor baby, your dad doesn't even want to see you in this situation, huh

and he said it himself

man I feel bad for Thaenthai.

offering Chaan "everything/anything" is a dangerous thing, Tinn

Tinn is so cute in his slow realisations. yes it's sorta overacted. no I don't care.

awww POST IT NOTES

oh no this is so cheesy (I love it) 😂

(it's a northern song!)

a proposal! wow. you've not even lived together yet! you only know his regular bad habits, not the living together ones! AND THEY'RE SHADING THE LEGAL SITUATION I love them

god they are ADORABLE

oh no, shovel talk!!!

asdfsdfasd TINN 😂😂😂

aaah the wlw mlm solidarity we love to see

I really dislike proposal and marriage plots but I'll give it to them, this admit this is cute

Nawin 😂

MORE shovel talk, oh no

oh, perfect drowning opportunity!

… is Thatthep trying to be a big man even in prison? I was so sure they'd ostracise him for killing a kid

ffs someone shut this dude up already (let it be Thee)

… oh WOW yikes ouch

I kinda hate that it was this was something Chaan probably set up. Not a fan of people making third parties get their hands dirty for revenge

awwww Thaen

whatcha gonna do with all this, hm? sell the house, get an apartment somewhere, be happy with Thee?

I really wanted for them to get to kiss, but you know what? these hugs are so heartfelt, I'll take them

oh Tinn, don't do that to yourself

look at grandma! look at Tinn with that ridiculous oversized bow tie!

Chaan subscribing to the "sun's out guns out" philosophy of fashion even on his wedding day, I see

ah, so he does have a jacket

oh they look good. hair and make-up on POINT

I have opinions on the set-up of this but there's a time and place for salt and this is probably not it

ASDFASDFDS GRANDMA

I like the "noise fades away and they're in their own world" of this love Sylvie's singing voice, godDANG

oh, Rose, looking at her all in love <3

Win 😅

of course they watch wuxia. probably domestically produced ones, too. incredible.

oh god I love them

KISS!!!!!!

aaaaaah can Rose and Maya kiss, too? for me?

god Chaan's "I'm so lucky" in love eyes. Film's expression here is so different from Thian's in-love-face and I love both of them.

AAAAAH MY GIRLS!!!!!!

PRODUCT PLACEMENT hello. I want twenty of those but also this REALLY shows the age of the intended target audience

ahaha Chaan back on the job, stirring shit. I love him.

oh my goodness, Chaan actually said it

this is reaching PatPran levels of interruption

I love them

I guess that was supposed to be cute but I couldn't see it as anything but overstepping, sorry, Tinn

oh, I love these long shots

… and that finaly second of that shot was 100% Film turning to the camera like "are we done yet" 😂

[cookie-run-kingdom-story]

Romance Kingdom! ~Sugar Sweet Destiny~ DAY 4

Weather Report: The rain from this morning will continue throughout the day in the central region. We’re expecting a dark gray day due to the heavy cover of clouds.

Maybe it was because of the gloomy weather, but it seemed like a damper had been put on the lovey-dovey atmosphere at the school.

Just like the weather, love cannot always be all sunshine.

True love will bloom even in cloudy weather, don’t you think?

Classmate 2: What's with the weather… It's super gloomy. Classmate 3: Days like this call for ghost stories! Let's gather after class for some scary stories!! Classmate 1: Is everyone ready? Let's tell our scary stories one by one. Y/N: Should I start?

A) The mirrorless ballet studio.

Hmm… Let me see… Oh yeah! There was that one thing about the ballet studio. I forgot where I heard it from though…

Y/N: You know the ballet studio in school? There was a student who’d always practice alone into the night. Y/N: Always alone, not a soul around, keeping an eye on the mirror while practicing. Classmate 1: And…? Y/N: The morning after, it turned out it wasn’t a mirror at all! It was a window!!! Classmate 2: Offft! Who confuses a window for a mirror? What a pathetic story. Y/N: It’s not a story! It really happened. Y/N: My friend’s brother’s sister’s friend’s cousin goes to this school too and swears it’s true! Classmate 3: Pffft! Let’s go see check out* the ballet studio for ourselves then. *actual text.

Classmate 2: Welp, here we are. The ballet studio. Let’s go inside. Classmate 1: …… Classmate 3: You go first. Classmate 1: No, you go first.

A.A) Nope! Count me out!

Just as I turned around, a shadow of a person seemed to flash by in the window on the opposite side of the hallway.

Classmates 1, 2, 3: AAAAAARH!!!!

I was about to make my escape when I saw that my friends were already far ahead of me. Ugh, they’re the worst! I am so not hanging out with them anymore.

~BAD ENDING~

A.B) Fine, I’ll go first!

Y/N: No one’s here… right?

My knees were trembling as I tiptoed into the studio. The first thing I noticed was that there really were no mirrors. Instead, on one side, the entire length of the wall had a window opposite the gym. Just then… A shadow brushed past my shoulder with a gust of air.

Classmates 1, 2, 3: AAAH! RUN! It’s a ghost!

Those cowards…! They had already made it down the opposite end of the hallway. Me? I just stood there. The shadow didn’t scare me at all, because I had figured out the truth. …Across the window, I saw Rachel inside the gym. She was practicing her fencing all on her own.

Y/N: Hey, Rachel. Sorry to disturb you. Practicing late as usual? Rachel Raspberry: *Huff, puff* Rachel Raspberry: Oh? Hi, newbie. What’re you doing here? Y/N: Well…

I told her how I was in the ballet studio and that Rachel’s practicing might have been the reason for the ghost story.

Rachel Raspberry: Hahaha! So I’M the scary ghost of the ballet studio? That’s ridiculous, haha! Y/N: Probably because no one else stays this late at school. Rachel Raspberry: They won’t turn on the lights for the gym at night. So I practiced in the lights coming from the ballet studio. Rachel Raspberry: I like practicing alone. I can practice in peace, away from prying eyes and all. Y/N: Oh? I always thought that you enjoyed the attention. Rachel Raspberry: The attention doesn’t bother me. I know that some classmates look up to me and all.

There was a tone of seriousness in her voice that I didn’t recognize. Rachel seems… almost like a different person. Is it because it’s late?

Rachel Raspberry: But they don’t know the reason I need to practice. They don’t know that I need the practice… that I’m still weak… They’d be disappointed. Y/N: What do you mean? Rachel Raspberry: Y/N… I’m here on a scholarship. I’ve been on a scholarship ever since middle school. Y/N: Wow. So you’re… a real child prodigy? That’s awesome. Rachel Raspberry: I have to keep this up, there’s no other way. When I won the fencing nationals, my mom… she was so happy. I can’t forget the face she made when I was offered a scholarship… Rachel Raspberry: And that’s why, I can’t lose. Ever. School. Homework. Tests. Fencing. I can’t… I won’t lose.

She gazed down at the floor. A shadow concealed portions of her face, but I could tell that tears were welling up in her scarlet eyes. I quietly approached her and put a hand on her shoulder.

Rachel Raspberry: What gives, newbie?! Get those gross hands away from me! Y/N: Don’t be so sad and lose confidence, Rachel. And… no one is or ever will be disappointed in you. Rachel Raspberry: How do you know that?! As if YOU’D know anything, psh! Y/N: I do know, I’m rooting for ya, OK? After all, I am your biggest fan.

I remember how she looked during baking class. She may have been pouting, but she was pouring her heart into the batter. She had the same face while practicing her fencing skills.

Y/N: I… No, all of us think that you’re the best at giving everything you do your all. Some people fall down but get back up. Others try and try until they succeed. And we all know you’re the best at that. Y/N: If you don’t believe me… Try losing your next match. Everyone’ll be cheering you on, whatever the result! Rachel Raspberry: You blockhead!!!

Rachel burst out laughing and punched away my arm. I laughed too. It felt like we became friends just there. We stayed there in the gym, chatting away about everything and nothing deep into the night.

B) The ghost roaming the garden.

Horror Fan: Hey, did you know that there’s a ghost who shows up in the school garden on rainy days? Y/N: What? Really? Horror Fan: Really! I’m telling you, you can see the ghost among the trees every time it rains. Y/N: Pfft, no way. There aren’t even any creepy, deserted spots in that garden. Horror Fan: Then go look for yourself! If you don’t see anything, I’ll buy all your snacks this week. Y/N: You think I won’t actually go check? Be prepared to buy me those snacks!

*Sigh* I can’t believe I’m fact-checking a ghost story when it’s raining like this.

B.A) I should’ve brought an umbrella!

I should’ve brought an umbrella!

B.B) Thank god I brought an umbrella.

Thank god I brought an umbrella.

I made my way to the garden, trying to avoid the rain.

Y/N: But if there’s a ghost in the garden, the gardening club should know… I wonder if Herbert knows about this story?

Just then, I saw a white shadow pass by behind the trees.

Y/N: AAAHHH!! Herbert Hoo: EEEEK!! Y/N: Huh? What’s this familiar voice… …Herbert?! What are you doing here? Herbert Hoo: Y/N…! It was you. I was so startled. I was on gardening duty today, and since it’s raining I was putting some sticks up to support the plants…

Huh, so does that mean the ghost was just a gardening club member in a raincoat…

Herbert Hoo: But I’m worried about this one… Look here, I’ve used all the sticks I had but if I don’t help this plant its flowers will be ruined by the rain… Herbert Hoo: What should I do, Y/N?

B.A) There’s nothing you can do about it wilting…

Y/N: There’s nothing you can do about it wilting… Herbert Hoo: Ah, is that so… I guess you’re right, we’ll let it return to the ground.

I took the gloomy-looking Herbert with me as I headed back to school.

B.B) I’ll hold my umbrella over the plant.

I held my umbrella over the plant, and soon enough its flowers returned to normal.

Herbert Hoo: Y/N… But if we stay like this, you’ll get wet! Y/N: I have an idea. Can you lend me your raincoat? Herbert Hoo: Huh? My… raincoat?

Herbert hesitated for a moment before taking off his raincoat and giving it to me. I took the raincoat and unfolded it over our heads to protect us from the rain.

Y/N: Come on, let’s go! Herbert Hoo: …Y/N…!

And just like that, we ran back towards the school through the rain.

Brrr, so chilly.

C) The piano in the student council room.

Horror Fan: The Student Council office was empty, except for a lone piano. There wasn’t a soul in sight, but they say you can hear the piano playing…! Y/N: A piano playing on its own? In the Student Council office? Horror Fan: I swear it’s true! And the piano playing was pretty decent too! Y/N: But what about the president and the vice president? Aren’t they in there? Y/N: I can’t imagine a ghost or some paranormal activity with the two of them there… Especially between the two’s flashiness and indifference. Horror Fan: It’s true, I tell ya! Every single day! REALLY! Y/N: Really? So you’re telling me if I go there right now, the piano will be playing on its own? Wanna bet? Horror Fan: Fine! I’ll do your homework for a week if it’s not true! Y/N: You’re on! No backsies!

So this is the Student Council office? No one’s here and… Hmph. The piano’s silent too.

Y/N: Psssh… Piano playing on its own… What nonsense-

*Ding… ding dinga dum…* OK… So that’s DEFINITELY the sound of a piano!

Y/N: GAH! Marcus Madeleine: What’s going on? Y/N: Marcus?! Wait, what? Did you just… walk out of the wall?

A few moments later…

Y/N: So… Your aunts love listening to the piano. And they made a secret room for you to practice in…? Y/N: Then what’s the piano out there for? Marcus Madeleine: Oh, that? That’s for official recitals! Y/N: I… see… Marcus Madeleine: I did not know that my practicing in secret was the source of such ghost stories… This complicates things… Marcus Madeleine: Perhaps I should stop practicing discreetly? What do you think, Y/N?

C.A) I’ll keep this a secret… if…

Y/N: I’ll keep this a secret… if you let me use this office. Marcus Madeleine: Pardon…? Y/N: Hehehe, you know what they say. You scratch my back, I scratch yours?

Marcus’s usually beaming smile slowly turned into a frown…

Meticulous Vice President: Are you proposing that you, Y/N, be given access to use this room when President Madeleine is practicing? Y/N: When you put it like that it sounds… Eh? Oh… Vice President? Meticulous Vice President: Did I not warn you, Mr. President, that your discreet piano activities could be divulged inadvertently at some point? Marcus Madeleine: Ahem…! It’s not like playing the piano is against the rules, nor is it a crime!

The Vice President was here all this time too?

Meticulous Vice President: Y/N, if you could please exit the premises… the Student Council President deserved a severe reprimanding for his activities.

As soon as I exited, the door slowly closed behind me. The Vice President scared me… Like, legit scares me.

C.B) Don’t stop practicing if you enjoy it!

Y/N: You shouldn’t stop practicing if you’re enjoying it! Marcus Madeleine: Really? Y/N: Yeah. Your family made this space for you to practice in peace. And besides, it’s not THAT scary of a ghost story anyway. Y/N: It gave us the chance to share stories and even play detective a bit so… Y/N: This is what being a student is all about, isn’t it? Having fun at school? I think it works out great for us… and even you, Marcus! Marcus Madeleine: Y/N… Marcus Madeleine: Ha… haha! Then I shall heed your wise advice. In fact! Stay awhile and listen! Y/N: Really? Thanks!

Marcus sat down and started playing the piano. Something about the song he played seemed to radiate a bright light itself, as if he were playing a piano made from stars.

D) Screams around the dumpster.

Y/N: I’ve got a horror story. Well, more like a rumor… Have you heard of the Darkest Hour of Friday the 13th? When a chilling scream comes from the school’s dumpsters?

Huh? What’s that, you ask? Oh, the stuff I’m doing now? I’m not sharing stories or anything, I’m just curious about what other students know about the rumors.

Classmate 1: Oh, that punk who is always sulking? Classmate 2: they say he leaves a path of destruction wherever he goes. Classmate 3: I heard he’s skilled with a sword, even better than Rachel Raspberry. But he’s also a bully who goes around beating up other students. Classmate 4: The dude’s famous… or infamous is more like it. Even my gym instructor knows about him. Says the dude’s been cursed…

Guess it’s true? When it rains, it pours. Just then, someone slammed through the door into the classroom.

Classmate 1: A fight’s just broke out! Near the dumpsters! Derek’s already there! Classmate 4: Hey! Let’s go watch, Y/N!

D.A) Uh-oh! Somebody call the cops!

Y/N: This is bad! There’s nothing we can do but to call the cops!

As soon as I finished my sentence, I bolted out the door. Blaring sirens and flashing lights soon filled the school grounds. The sound of punches, kicks, groans and howls ceased. Some were taken to the ambulances. Some were taken to the squad cars.

Y/N: I’m… I'm sorry, Derek.

Derek DaChoco didn’t show up to school the next day. Or the next day. Or the next… He never returned. But it was the right thing to do, wasn’t it?

~BAD ENDING~

D.B) The cops will make things worse!

Y/N: (Uh-oh… This is bad. The cops will just make things worse! I have to help Derek…!) Don’t call the cops!

As soon as I finished my sentence, I bolted out the door.

Derek seemed as if he’d entered berserker mode. This wasn’t some street fight. It was an unfair crowd of gangsters preying on a single target: Derek. In a split second, Derek’s fists cleaved an opening between the swarm surrounding him. What a punch!

Derek DaChoco: You want a piece of me? Then come and get it. Derek DaChoco: AAARGH! Gangster 1: C’MON! He’s just ONE guy!

Derek was bruised all over, several gouges and cuts were already swelling. But the jerks he faced weren’t in good shape either.

Chairman Dark Cacao: Derek DaChoco. Stop resisting. Derek DaChoco: …Father. Chairman Dark Cacao: I’ve sacrificed everything for this company. Do not forsake your birthright! You are destined to follow this path. Derek DaChoco: And what path is that? A path that an unloving, cold-hearted, weak excuse of a father paved for me? I won’t! Chairman Dark Cacao: Unloving? Cold-hearted? Look at yourself, son. What father would ever want to see their own son in such a state?

Derek clenched his teeth, almost as if he were grinding them to feel anything else than the pain he was already in.

Y/N: Leave him alone!!! Derek DaChoco: You…? Y/N? Y/N: Derek isn’t some punk or bully. He’s not what you think! …OK, so he’s flunked junior year a bit, but he’s still got a gentle soul! Derek DaChoco: Did you… have to mention the flunking…?

Derek muttered the flunking part with a pinch of annoyance…

Chairman Dark Cacao: I see… It seems you have a peer who thinks highly of you. Chairman Dark Cacao: And here I thought you weren’t fitting into this school. Chairman Dark Cacao: My son… It seems that your enrollment in this school was just the thing that was needed.

Derek’s father looked at me, not with eyes of anger or contempt, but with regret.

Chairman Dark Cacao: I leave my son in your capable hands.

I didn’t know what else to do but nod in silence…

E) The cries from the rooftop.

Y/N: Ah, that’s right. Have you guys heard that story? That there was a girl… who died from falling off the school rooftop? Classmate 1: I know, I know! It was the girl who always came in 2nd in grades, right? She killed the first top student so she could be number one! Classmate 2: It’s a true story. They say you can sometimes see blue hair in the wind from the rooftop classroom. Classmate 3: Some students even said they could hear someone crying.

The ghost story I’d prepared was just loosely based on things I’d read online, but it turned out that a very similar story had been circulating at our school. But… Wait a second. Flowy blue hair on the rooftop? Surely, it wasn’t…

Y/N: Are you sure it’s not just a student who has long hair? Like a senior who spends all their time on the rooftop, for example… Classmate 2: They might be there right now. Let’s go check!

I guess there really is power in numbers. But what were we gonna do if an actual ghost showed up?!

E.A) Lead the way for your friends.

Y/N: Hey! Everyone, follow me. I’ll reveal the truth of this ghost story!

Excited for the adventure, I led my friends to the rooftop. They’d definitely be surprised to see who the real protagonist of the ghost story was, right?

Locked Door: Rattle. Rattle rattle rattle… Classmate 1: Hmph, forget this…

The door to the rooftop was locked. Too bad.

~BAD ENDING~

E.B) Follow your friends carefully.

Worried what my friends would do if they discovered it was Serena on the rooftop, I simply followed them quietly. While I hoped that no one would disturb her when she was simply watching the moon all alone, I thought I should follow my friends because of what they’d told me earlier.

Y/N: What if… Serena is actually up there crying on her own? Door Opening: Rattle.

Classmate 1: Is this the rooftop? There’s nothing here though? Classmate 2: I guess we scared the ghost away. Classmate 3: Haha! That’s rich coming from someone who was trembling for fear just moments ago.

My friends’ chatter continued as they made their way down the stairs again. Of course, I knew exactly where to find the blue-haired girl. I climbed the ladder on the rooftop to the place best suited for moon-watching, and called out Serena’s name.

Y/N: Serena…? Are you here?

Serena peeked out from above, and her eyes widened before she smiled at the sight of me.

Serena Faire: You started me. You always show up right when I need you. Y/N: Can I go up? Serena Faire: Please.

As I made my way up, Serena patted her knee as if beckoning a cat to her. Her nonchalant attitude startled me, but before I knew it, I rested my head on her knee as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Serena Faire: I come here quite often, you see. Serena Faire: When you’re happy, when you’re sad… Watching the moon from here helps you forget all your worldly concerns and calms you down. Y/N: Then, can I ask… Do you cry sometimes, too?

Serena didn’t answer me. Even so, I felt like I knew the answer.

Serena Faire: The human world is so complicated. Sometimes, I have a hard time keeping up with it. Serena Faire: And it’s so lonesome, too. I want to become stronger. Like the moon, beautiful in her solitude… Y/N: I think I understand how you feel.

We stayed like that, holding hands and comforting each for long enough to feel the stars traveling the sky above us. Words were unneeded to express our feelings.

F) The school's science department.

Horror Fan: Okay, so this is a story I heard before but I can’t remember all the details… Mischievous Student: Pfft: If you can’t remember the details, how are you going to tell the story? Y/N: The lab…?

Lily must know about this story since she’s always in the lab, right?

Y/N: Hey, I have a friend who I think will know all about the lab ghost story. I’ll get all the details and be right back!

On my way to the lab, I saw a student pass the door to the lab before stopping to look at me.

Unruly Student: Hey! You’re Y/N, the student who got chocolate hearts in your locker! Y/N: Days have passed since then… Can you let it go? Unruly Student: Haha, it’s just so unexpected, that’s all. I heard you still haven’t found out who it’s from? Unruly Student: Don’t tell me… Did you put them there for attention?

Just as I was about to tell the other student off for being so rude, the door to the lab opened on its own, without a sound.

Unruly Student: Huh? EEEK!

CRASH!

Y/N: Aaaah! Someone has fallen down the stairs! Someone call the nurse!

A few moments later… I carefully entered the lab.

Y/N: …Lily. Lily White: Ah, Y/N! There you are!

Lily welcomed me as usual. But…

Y/N: Lily, a student fell down the stairs outside the lab just now.

Lily blinked and stared ahead, a blank expression on her face. Her eyes focused once again upon me, her voice was calm and almost serene.

Lily White: …Yes, I was the one responsible. I honestly wanted to do something much, much worse. But I managed to refrain from doing so. Y/N: I…

What… What could I say to that?

F.A) What an insane thing to do!

Y/N: What an insane thing to do! Y/N: You can* just hurt people because they’re saying bad things about me, Lily! *actual text Lily White: Why not? That student didn’t even pretend to listen or care when you told them to stop. Lily White: If words don’t work, you just have to show them through actions, right? Y/N: …But! Lily White: Why are you getting angry at me? I did this for you! Lily White: It’s not like it’s that weird for students to push each other a bit! I was just protecting you!

We continued to argue, but in the end, we couldn’t come to an understanding and had to go our separate ways.

F.B) I’m glad you’re concerned for me. But…

Y/N: I’m glad you’re concerned for me. But… Y/N: I don’t want you to hurt other students for me. You listening to me and understanding how I feel means so much more to me. Y/N: Like the day I first met you, where you comforted me from the other side of the door. Y/N: So from now on, promise me that you’ll be there for me, comforting me. Please? Lily White: … Lily White: Alright, thank you for explaining it so nicely. I’ll apologize to that student later.

The weird atmosphere changed back to normal, and we had a good chat before I went left* the lab. *actual text

I can’t believe that story was about a student I know so well… I really feel like I’ve stumbled upon something big here.

Everyone is bound to ask about the secret of the story when I come to school tomorrow… What do I do?

I need to come up with another story as a cover-up.

I can’t tell anyone about what happened today… After all, it’s a secret between us and should be kept that way.

As I swore I would keep the secret, I slowly drifted off to sleep.