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voiceswithoutlips · 4 years ago

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Calico - Chapter Eight

— pairing: Hybrid ot7 x Human Reader (Female) — genre: hybrid AU, fluff, angst, slow burn (like real slow), eventual smut — word count: 3k — Rating: G — warnings: Slight mention of past abuse, description of a panic attack. — beta: Thank you @taegularities and @joheunsaram <3

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— chapter summary:

Y/N is having a hard day, who will comfort her?

— A/N: Guys, I’m so bad at summaries, if this was an exam my grades would’ve been in the negative. Anyway, welcome to the new chapter! I know I was supposed to post fallen, but somehow I ended up writing Calico instead.

I’ve had a bad case of writer’s block this week so writing this chapter was really painful, words refused to come out of my brain xD I hope you like it! You guys have been so awesome, all your feedback is really helpful. Thank you so much <3

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I made my way downstairs in search of breakfast. Ice cream, that’s what I needed. It was that kind of a day. I was tired, jet lagged, and the tension in the house had me on edge. The flight home was fairly uneventful, except for the part where Jimin had gotten scared of flying. He had asked to hold my hand, but by the time we were in the air, the hybrid was practically sitting on my lap. Not that I minded, he was hella cuddly and his purring was downright therapeutic.

When I had asked Jungkook, if it would be okay to bring the newer hybrids home, the bunny had sounded excited, but as soon as we had gotten home, the mood had suddenly shifted. It was not the welcome I was expecting.

First, Jungkook’s hair was the color of the rainbow. His beautiful black locks were turned into a colorful mess, his white bunny ears poking out of it in stark contrast. It was a riot of colors, artfully mixed together, and I felt like I was looking at rainbow pasta. Not that the bunny didn’t pull it off, he looked really cute in it, but somehow I had a raging suspicion that it hadn’t been Jungkook’s idea.

Then, there was the growling match. I had never seen Jungkook so aggressive before. The usually sweet and well behaved bunny had started growling at Jimin as soon as we’d entered the house.. That had set off a chain reaction with Namjoon and Seokjin joining in to protect their younger packmate.

On top of that, I had to go to Seoul for three days to take care of business. I had to visit the main office to attend a few meetings and sign some papers. The whole time I felt guilty about leaving the hybrids alone. I was constantly worried that somehow they’d end up fighting. By the time I came back, somehow, someway, Jason had managed to convince Jimin to dye his hair pink. He was on a warpath.

And lastly, there was the issue of a certain stuffed penguin that went missing - my nights were sleepless without him. All in all, this had to have been one of the shittiest weeks, and it felt like I was losing my grip on reality.

I stumbled into the kitchen, rubbing my eyes, struggling to keep them open. Unlike Jason, who was cheerfully humming, I was not a morning person. Seokjin was busy near the stove, cooking something and by the smell wafting from the pan, I could tell that it was something delicious. I had thanked every existing god when I’d learned that the sugar glider hybrid was actually an excellent chef. The first morning, he had seen Jason cook breakfast, he’d been horrified, promptly taking over the kitchen after that. Even Jungkook had begrudgingly ate his food.

My stomach grumbled as I peered in the pan. Kimchi fried rice, delicious. Unlike Jimin and Jungkook, the two older hybrids weren’t really that affectionate. I wondered if it was because they weren’t used to me yet or if they just had a different temperament. I needed to do more research on that.

I plopped down on the chair with a groan, resting my head on the counter, hands securely wrapped around my stomach. Jason gave me an enthusiastic “good morning” and I shot him a middle finger, too tired to curse at him. The bastard chuckled.

I was debating if I should stab him with a fork when I felt hands wrapping around my waist, long fingers intertwined with mine. Jungkook bent down to nuzzle the side of my face. His muscular body pressed close. My lips curled into a small smile as I made small happy noises. My brain wasn’t awake enough to form coherent sentences yet. I needed my cup of coffee or better yet, some delicious ice cream.

Jungkook’s arms tightened around me possessively, I could feel the vibrations in his chest as he let out a low growl. I opened my eyes to see Jimin standing near the chair, looking distressed, hands balled into fists at his sides. His tail was swishing rapidly in agitation, ears flattened to his head. He was biting his lower lip, trying his best not to respond to Jungkook’s hostility.

“Bunny no,” I croaked, patting his hands, my voice thick with sleep. I lifted my head, extending a hand to Jimin. Jungkook took his cue and reluctantly let me go, keeping hold of my other hand. Jimin grabbed my hand and with his other one checked my forehead, a worried look on his face.

“Are you sick?” he asked, gnawing on his lip.

“I’m just sleepy.” He giggled at my pout and graced me with a forehead kiss. He sat down next to me, and now I was sandwiched between two hybrids who were holding my hands, glaring daggers at each other. I rested my forehead on the counter with a sigh. What was I going to do with them?

Once again I was in a dilemma. I could scold them and make them shake hands, like a couple of kids, or I could let them handle it on their own, like adults. Taking care of four hybrids was tiring. I shot a quick glance at Seokjin, who was now setting up the table; he was ignoring the two younger hybrids in front of him, but his tail was curled tightly, ears flat. It seemed as if he was tense too.

“Guys, I need breakfast,” I said, reluctantly pulling my hands from their grip. I made my way to the fridge to grab a tub of my favorite ice cream, ignoring the stares that the hybrids were giving me. I had to stop myself from pulling Jason’s ear as I passed him, not now Y/N. The revenge for ruining Jungkook’s hair had to be elaborately planned, something memorable, just like old days. Like the time when I had super glued his shirt cuffs closed, so he couldn't put his hands through the sleeves. He had started this war, I was going to finish it.

“I like your garden!” Namjoon said as he walked in through the back door. Ears perked up, an excited glint in his eyes. I didn’t even know he was out there. I wondered if he could help me with the hybrid situation, he was a pack leader after all. He had informed me about hybrid pack dynamics on the plane while I cuddled a sleepy Jimin. Apparently he was their alpha, the leader of their pack, Seokjin was second in command and Jimin was their maknae. He was excited to meet Jungkook, since he was a rabbit hybrid, they're usually very docile and friendly. Needless to say, we had both been shocked at the bunny's behavior.

“I’m glad you like it. Maybe you could help me with it?”

“Really? I would love to!”

We all moved to the seldom used dining table for breakfast - now that there were six of us, the kitchen counter was too small to occupy us all. I debated where to sit, I didn't want to take sides in the hybrid cold war, so I chose to sit at the head of the table, safe middle ground. I knew Jungkook would want to share the ice cream. I wondered if the other hybrids would too, so I had brought extra spoons, just in case.

"Seokjin, this is delicious!" Jason said as soon as he took a bite of the fried rice. "Where did you learn to cook like this?" I couldn't help but smile at the hint of envy in his voice.

"Madame hired a professional chef to teach me when she found out I liked to cook," he said shyly, ears turning pink from all the attention. It was his cutest trait: whenever someone looked at him, his ears would start to redden.

"That was nice of her," I said dryly, the distaste apparent in my tone.

"She was really nice," Namjoon said pointedly, clearly disliking my tone.

“Clair was kind, she saved us from our previous owners and gave us a home,” Jimin joined him.

"Oh?" Jason said, trying to coax some details. The three hybrids shared a quick look. Jungkook had abandoned his fried rice and was digging into my ice cream, his ears perked, listening in on the conversation.

“My first owner was a gambler, but he didn’t play poker. He and his rich friends were into blood sports. They had their own dog fighting ring. He had raised me since I was a pup, trained me to be a fighter, forced me to participate. One day, Clair saw me at a party and she wanted to buy me, she offered him so much money that he couldn’t refuse,” Namjoon finished with a sad smile. I wanted to go and hug him, but I was sure the hybrid wouldn’t welcome the gesture.

“I…” Jimin paused, looking down at his hands. “The lady who raised me, she brought me clients. She’d sell me to people… sometimes it was for a night, sometimes it was more. She used to tell me that I was her lucky charm. Clair rescued me from her, she was really kind to me.”

The spoon in my hand clattered on the table. There was a ringing in my ear. My limbs were paralyzed, heart pounding in my chest as I felt the panic rise, almost drowning in it. I couldn't get enough air, finding myself on the verge of hyperventilating while my brain went into overdrive. It wasn’t my first panic attack, I was aware of what was happening to me, I knew I had to get a hold of myself. I couldn’t lose it here, not in front of them.

“Y/N? Hey can you hear me?” I turned towards the voice, Jason’s face slowly came into focus, “are you okay?”

“Y/N?” Jungkook said, looking extremely worried. He was holding my hand like a lifeline. I slowly removed his fingers and took my hand back.

“Yes, I’m fine,” I murmured, trying to control my breathing. I got up from the chair with wobbly knees, making my way towards the door. “You guys finish up, I’ll be in my office.”

Redemption, what a joke.

It was well into the afternoon when my stomach informed me that I was hungry. I was swarmed with paperwork. I’d been busy the whole week, running errands, filling forms, trying to keep the hybrids from tearing each other apart, so the paperwork got neglected, and now I was paying for it. I briefly wondered if I should go back home and grab something to eat, but then I remembered the look on everyone’s faces this morning. I had panicked in front of them. I had been feeling restless the whole week without a certain comfort penguin. I was too embarrassed to ask the guys if they had seen it.

I groaned, leaning back in my chair. How was I going to face them? What would I tell them if they asked? A knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts. “Come in.”

It was Jungkook, holding a bowl. He tentatively entered the office, looking everywhere but at me. His ears were drooping behind him. “I brought you lunch,” he said, setting the bowl on the table.

“I’m sorry I pushed you away this morning,” I apologized, extending a hand towards him, which he took hesitantly. I pulled him in my lap and buried my face in his chest; he smelled like vanilla.

“Are you okay?” Jungkook asked, wrapping his big hands around me.

“No,” I whispered. “But don't worry bunny, I’ll be fine. I just need some sleep.”

“Is it because of Jimin? Can’t we just send him away?”

That made me raise my head to look at him. “Why don’t you like him, bun?”

“He’s too clingy,” Jungkook pouted, jutting his lower lip out. It made me giggle.

“What about Namjoon and Seokjin?”

“They can stay, Seokjin hyung makes delicious food and Namjoon hyung is so cool.”

“Oh, did you talk to them?”

He shook his head no. I almost cooed at him - the poor bunny was too shy to talk to the older hybrids. “Why don’t you try making friends with Jimin? I bet you’ll like him if you got to know him better.”

He buried his face in my hair and shook his head, “...don't wanna.”

I took his hand in mine. “Won’t you do it for me?” I asked dramatically, trying to sound upset.

Jungkook leaned back to look at me, pout more pronounced. He knew exactly what I was doing. “Fine, I’ll try,” he agreed with a defeated sigh.

“Thank you, baby.” I kissed his palm in gratitude. At least he had agreed to try. “Why did you dye your hair?” I asked curiously, running my hands through his multicolored locks.

“Iwantyoutolikeme,” he said in one breath, hiding his face in my hair again.

“What?”

“I want you to like me.”

“You dyed your hair because you want me to like you?” Jungkook nodded. “Oh baby, I already like you!” I squeezed him tight, letting him know how much he meant to me. Is that what Jason had told Jimin? That I’d like him better if he dyed his hair? Jason was diabolical, I really needed to come up with a good plan to get back at him.

“Bun, next time, don’t listen to Jason.”

I was curled up on the sofa with a blanket. It was past midnight but I was wide awake and restless, staring at the ceiling. I had almost turned on the TV, but then I remembered that there were four hybrids in the house with phenomenal hearing, and I really didn’t want to wake them up. And thus, I suffered in silence.

I hadn’t seen the three new hybrids all day; they hadn’t been introduced to the shelter yet, so they stayed at home. When I came back from work, they were already in their room. They had insisted on staying in the same room, something about new places and pack bonding. I was giving Jason the cold shoulder, at least until he apologized for his crimes. And Jungkook was busy playing his new video games.

Clair had saved Jimin.

The thought rang in my head. Why hadn’t she saved me? Would things have been different, if she had stepped in? I had to admit, I was a tiny bit jealous of the panther hybrid. She had saved him.

Madame was so kind.

I was furious. How dare she? Clair had been a coward, had lived and died as one. I knew it in my soul, never in a million years would I ever forgive that woman. She didn’t deserve it.

“You’re angry,” a quiet voice said. I looked up to see a tall silhouette standing at the bottom of the stairs. Seokjin stepped out of the shadows, clutching a pillow in his hands.

“I was thinking. Can’t sleep?”

“Namjoon snores really loudly,” he complained. It made me laugh. The three of them were always attached to the hip, I had wondered if it was because they were uncomfortable here.

“You know we have plenty of spare bedrooms, you can take any of them.”

“Why are you here?”

“I can’t sleep.” I shrugged. Seokjin nodded understandingly, but he didn’t move an inch. “Do you want to sleep on the couch?”

He hesitated, looking as if he was unsure if he should accept my offer before he murmured, “can I?”

“Of course! But I think, a bed would be more comfortable,” I said, moving from the couch to the armchair. Seokjin sat down on the couch, placing his pillow near him.

“Why can’t you sleep? Is it because of what Jimin said?” he asked cautiously, ears erect and attentive.

“I have insomnia.” I shrugged, but Seokjin kept staring at me. I squirmed under his piercing gaze; staring at me like he could see right through my bullshit. “I didn’t have a good relationship with Clair. She raised me, but she was cruel, unkind. I just… can’t fathom her as someone nice.”

“So it had nothing to do with Jimin being a prostitute?” he asked suspiciously.

“WAIT! Is that what you guys thought? Oh my god, I would never…” I was shocked. No wonder the hybrids were avoiding me like the plague. “I’m really sorry, if it seemed that way but it's not like that. I’m really happy that Clair rescued him. He deserves a good home, a family. I don’t think you’d believe me, even if I told you what my aunt was like. I’m really sorry, if I hurt you guys. But believe me when I say that this is not a place where you’ll be judged for your past.”

“You mean that.” It was a statement, not a question.

“I do.”

“You could sleep on the couch with me?” Seokjin offered sheepishly, ears turning the color of strawberries. I was surprised to see him be so direct. He had been very reserved around me till now, only talking when necessary.

“Are you sure? Won’t you be uncomfortable?” I asked, eyeing the couch. It was big enough to seat five people comfortably, but Seokjin was big too.

He nodded. “I’ll be fine.”

Seokjin adjusted the pillow and laid down on the sofa, leaving room for me. I stood there with my hello kitty blanket, wondering if it was okay. The sudden change in the hybrid’s demeanor was unexpected and I gave up trying to dissect the situation. I had to admit, I was feeling a bit cuddly since the loss of my penguin and I desperately needed sleep. I scooched on the sofa, covering both of us with the blanket, resting my head on his arm.

“You’re not okay,” he murmured, wrapping his other arm around my waist, his tail curling around my thigh.

“I just need some sleep,” I sighed. Seokjin was like a furnace behind me. I wondered why all hybrids were this warm.

“Lies,” he said as he lightly nibbled on my ear. I gasped at the unexpected contact, my heart beating so loudly in my chest that I was sure he could hear it.

“I thought you didn’t like me,” my voice came out breathier than I had intended.

“I do, I just didn’t know how to approach you. You seem so independent, I didn’t know where I could fit in your life. The only thing I could do for Clair was look pretty. But this.... this I can do, I can comfort you. I want to be useful.”

I turned around to look at him. “Oh honey, you don’t have to be useful. You’re you and that’s enough for me. I just want you to be happy.” I lightly kissed his cheek.

“I’m going to be your comfort blanket,” Seokjin said with a smile and hugged me closer.

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kessielrg · 3 years ago

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[Kingdom Hearts] Commission Please!

Summary: In which concentrated bits of chaos meet a shy artist. Dedicated to @chibi-mushroom, my Namine-sensei and to whom I’m converting in to a bunny child appreciator. xD

Rating: K

Word Count: 2,210 words

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There was always something interesting happening in Disney Town. The colors, the sounds, the smells- it was nearly overwhelming as Namine breathed it all in. The atmosphere of the place always seemed to knock Namine slightly off guard every time she set foot in it. Disney Town was a very alive world, and all the experiences with it flowed through effortlessly. She was always so amazed that every day was different than the last- definitely a stark contrast to how she started out in the world. Today, Disney Town offered something new, something no one had seen before and was quite hard to ignore.

“Where on earth did all these bunny kids come from?!” Lea demanded once they entered town square. They were very hard to ignore. Every foot or so, there was at least one of the small, blue bunnies getting into some sort of trouble.

“Not sure,” Kairi said, just as a bunny kid hopped onto her head, bent down to look her in the eye, happily wave, then bound off of her head. She couldn’t hide her little giggle as she went on to add, “But they sure are cute.”

“Ri-ight.” Lea snorted. He looked down to see a bunny child at his feet. It stuck its tongue out at him before laughing rather maniacally. “They look about as cute as a wart on someone’s toe. Just as persistent too.”

“Lea!” Kairi admonished, gently smacking him with the back of her hand. The taller redhead did nothing to defend himself. Instead he gave them a charming little grin that feigned innocence.

Namine let out a little chuckle as well. Lea turned to her with the most hurt expression one could offer.

“Not you too, Namine!” he whined. “I thought we had amnesty once we became Somebodies. We’re good now!”

“Not when you’re still being cruel to innocent children.” Namine teased.

“I didn’t even touch them!”

Namine and Kairi looked at each other before dissolving into a round of giggles. Lea deflated, knowing that he was never going to win this argument. Their moment of fun was broken when a loud drum march started to play. The three looked up to find the source of the noise. Sure enough, there was a small group of bunny children with drums and leading a small parade filled with nothing but other blue bunny children. One of the bunnies in front was holding a banner reading ‘Lunch Time 4 Us!’ and waving it quite happily.

In high, squeaky voices, the leading bunny children started to chant;

“Who’s the leader of the club that’s made for you and me!”

On cue, another round of tiny voices shouted as they joined the parade, “La-de-da la-de-da la-de-da-da-da!”

“Hey there, hi there, ho there! You’re as welcome as can be!”

“La-de-da la-de-da la-de-da-da-da!”

The chant continued as the parade marched their way through the square and into a cafe.

“Well…” Kairi was the first to muse, “Guess we’re not going to eat in there.”

“Must be lunchtime.” Namine noted with a grin.

“Must be something.” Lea decided as he scratched the back of his head. All the while, the bunny children continued with their march.

“Uncle Mick!”

“Papa too!”

“Uncle Mick!”

“Papa too!”

“Forever let us hold our ice creams high!”

“High, high, high!”

“Come along and sing a song, and join the jamboree!”

“La-de-da la-de-da la-de-da-da-da!”

The bunny children holding up the rear, who hadn’t entered the cafe yet, let out a cheer before slamming the cafe door behind them. The square was suddenly rather quiet without them all making a ruckus.

“I, for one, am glad they’re gone for now.” Lea told the girls. “That is not a song I want to have memorized.”

Kairi gave Namine a wicked glance before turning back to Lea. She didn’t give any warning before she opened her mouth to sing, “Who’s the leader of the club that’s made for you and me?”

Lea suddenly went pale. “Kairi, no!”

“Hey there, hi there, ho there!”

“Kairi! I’m warning you!”

“You’re as welcome as can be!”

“This is your last chance!”

“Come along and sing a song, and join the jamboree!”

“That’s it, get over here so I can teach you a lesson!” Lea hollered as he barrelled at Kairi. Kairi herself let out a little yelp before bolting away. She then let out a joyful laughter as Lea chased her around the square, and out to a different area. Namine considered following them, but decided it was best they get their energy out. There certainly wasn’t any shortage of it in this world.

Instead, Namine made herself comfortable at a nearby bench and simply relaxed. After being accustomed to the energy of the world again, she carefully pulled out her drawing pad, some colored pencils, and did one of the most relaxing hobbies she had yet to replace; drawing.

She started with the square itself. The bench she was on was facing a nice gazebo, which in turn was framed rather well by the entrance to Disney Castle behind it. She wondered for a moment if she had enough colors in her palette to capture the atmosphere just right. If not, maybe it was time to experiment with cross hatching. As she got into her familiar, comfortable groove, Namine started to hum a few bars of the bunny kid’s march. It was a pretty catchy tune. She’d have to ask Riku if he was familiar with it- he came around Disney Town often enough to visit the King, he must have heard it at least once.

Quite some time passed as she drew. Namine didn’t even notice when some of the bunny children started to file out of the cafe. A little pack of four started to play in the gazebo. It looked like a rather fun game of hide and seek. Namine didn’t realize that she had started to draw the bunny children playing until she had finished shading the first blue bunny. She blinked at her page with mild bewilderment. She had heard stories about ‘automatic writers’ and how they would write whole letters by hand while supposedly controlled by some outside force. She didn’t personally believe them until she saw the blue bunnies in her drawing. It was like she didn’t even recognize her own ability.

“Hey fellas!” a high pitched voice said from beside her, succeeding in scaring Namine nearly out of her wits. She quickly looked to her left and saw one of the bunny kids standing next to her. Namine flinched when it whistled to get the other two’s attention.

Its siblings (she assumed they were all siblings, at least) immediately stopped what they were doing. They took a glance at Namine, then at the bunny beside her, then started to bounce on over. They stopped at her feet. Namine was so bewildered at the past minute’s events that she had to take another moment to register what was going on.

“Oh! Hello there.” she finally greeted. “Would you like to see what I drew?”

All four bunny children nodded their heads- the one that had surprised Namine had gone down with the rest of its siblings. There was power in numbers, and she had a feeling those blue bunnies were well aware of it. Despite herself, Namine carefully turned her drawing around for them to see. Her work was immediately accepted with a round of ‘oh’s and ‘aww’s. It made her heart flutter with pride. She felt rather selfish when the four bunnies decided to just up and leave without another word. Namine sighed, hoping that they’d come back, before going back to finish up a few bits on the drawing.

Her wish was granted quite a few minutes after. Just as she was finishing up her drawing, the four bunny children from earlier were coming back to her. At least, she assumed they were the same as before- it was hard to tell when those blue bunnies all looked the same. Regardless, Namine greeted them all with a bright smile.

“Hello again,” she said, “How can I help you?”

The bunny children all stared at the one bunny standing in the back. It was bashfully hiding something as it stepped forward. The other bunnies let out a pleased ‘ta-da!’ while the bashful bunny presented Namine with a flower. It wasn’t anything too special, probably plucked from the caste gardens based on its hue.

“O-oh, thank you.” Namine stammered. “But I don’t need-”

She stopped dead in her tracks- the pitiful, pleading faces of the bunnies made it increasingly hard to say no. After a moment of mental wrestling, Namine offered a smile.

“It’s very lovely.” she said as she carefully took the flower. “Thank you. I’ll use it as a commission.”

The bunny children suddenly perked up. A new word had been spoken to them- one that they could already tell held the promise for more lovely drawings. They looked back up at her expectantly. Namine didn’t think herself that good at charades, but she could almost gather what they wanted to ask her.

“A commission is when you give something to someone in return for their goods. In this case, the flower is your commission for me drawing your picture earlier. Do you understand now?”

The bunny children looked at each other for a moment. They seemed to have a moment of revelation before turning back to Namine with a wide grin. In unison, the bunnies happily nodded.

“That’s good.” Namine smiled, giving them a happy nod of her own back to them.

Giving a grin that seemed rather mischievous in hindsight, the blue bunny children bounded off in different directions to do whatever it was they planned on next. Namine wasn’t aware that she was going to be a part of this plan. Not yet. For now, she decided to put her drawing things away to go find Lea and Kairi. She hadn’t seen them since they ran out a good hour ago. Not that she expected anything bad to happen to them, but still. You never knew in their world.

Thankfully, both Kairi and Lea were safe when Namine found them. Apparently they had raced each other to the go-kart track, which then proceeded to be an even more heated race between them. Namine had caught them at the end of their sixth round.

“Who won?” Namine curiously asked.

“I did!” Kairi boasted at the same time Lea mumbled, “She did.”

Namine afforded a small laughter. With the three of them together again, they decided that it was likely time to get something to eat. On their way back to the square, a large hoard to bunny children came bounding to the trio. They bunnies were so packed together that it was just a sea of rippling blue. Not sure of what to do, or where the bunnies were even heading, Lea, Namine, and Kairi simply stopped in their tracks.

“I don’t like how they’re in a stampede.” Lea murmured to the girls. “Who do you think they’re going to terrorize? That’s a terrorizing formation if I’ve ever seen it.”

The girls just shrugged, but they got their answer soon enough. The hoard stopped right at Namine’s feet. A fact that didn’t surprise her nearly as much until a few started to stack on top of each other. They continued to stack until the bunny child on top was at about Namine’s eye level.

“Hi!” the top bunny child happily said, giving a wave so energetic that it made the tower wobble a bit. The bunny didn’t give anyone time to react before pulling out a picture of their own. It was rather crudely done, but it was still easy to depict a black cat with a pink shirt and matching little hat. Putting on a wide grin, the bunny child told Namine, “This is our mama.”

“We want to surprise her!” one of the bunny kids in the stack said.

“Please draw us for Mama.” another bunny said.

“Draw us for Mama! Draw us for Mama!” the rest of the hoard chanted.

For the longest time, Namine was speechless. When she did try to say something, it only came out in a strangled, “I…” as she looked to Kairi and Lea. They seemed just as overwhelmed as she was.

The bunny children must have been expecting this because a few others formed a second stack. This time, the bunny on top was holding a rather large sack that, when shook, sounded like munny twinkling inside.

“We’ll commission you.” the bunny at the top of the second stack grinned.

“It’s all our allowance!” the hoard cheered at once. “63,000 munny!”

Lea let out a low whistle. “That’s a LOT of Mega-Potions…”

Indeed it was, and it only caused more conflict inside Namine. Why was it so hard to say no to troublemakers when they were being so earnest? Maybe it’s because the bunny children were still just that- children. They weren’t perfect, but when they put their heart into something, it was all they desired. It was admirable. It was hard to say no to.

“Sure.” Namine then decided, knowing that she wouldn’t be able to take it back later. “Why not?”

The bunny children cheered.

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fishylife · 3 years ago

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Back to Field Season 5, Episode 12

- Nomnomnom

- One of the people who wrote letters was an X-back and Huang Lei asked Yixing why his fans were called Beike, which means shells. Yixing was like because they’re hard/tough, which is something I didn’t know lol.

- The name of this book is “if you can’t lead a team then you can only work to death” and He Jiong was laughing at how aggressive the title was XD

- Yixing went to read the book because we know how these days he’s into learning how to be a good CEO. Also he has been working to death so maybe if he learns to lead a team he can live a longer life lmao.

- Huang Lei was helping to fix a small table to a wall, but he backed out afterwards being like “I’m leading so I won’t work myself to death” as per the title of this book lol.

- Not gonna lie, organizing books seems like a really fun job. First of all, I love organizing things. But as they were organizing the books, they would comment on the books that were there, or recommend some favourites.

- Yixing, Pengpeng, and Meimei went to greet the kids at the dock. After they left Huang Lei was like “where is that book about teams that Yixing was reading?” Turns out Yixing stole it for the road lol.

- He continued reading it on the boat.

- ASDJFKL; THE WU YIFAN PART. One of the kids in the group was called Wu Yifan. I can’t believe they let this air lol. (I believe this aired right before mid-July when his situation really blew up though)

- Look at Pengpeng’s face though. He was like “!!! Are we allowed to talk about this?!?!??!!”

- Basically this Wu Yifan kid just wanted to go home. Yixing was like “do you like to read?” and he was like no. And then he asked him if he liked candy and he was like no. What a tough customer.

- They were trying to tell the kids about the opening of the library but the kids just kept talking haha. And then Pengpeng was like “Ultraman is gonna be there! Do you like Ultraman?” And the kids went wild lol.

- Anyway the three were giving the kids candy and letting them know about the library’s opening. One of the kids went back to get another lollipop for their mom uwu.

- They were passing by the kids going home as they rode back on their bikes. It was so cute.

- This granny was carrying vegetables herself so the kids offered to drop her off where she needed to be.

- There was a tape covering the stove because they were temporarily not allowed to use it. Now they’re allowed to, so they took off the tape, but Huang Lei turned it into a sash and whoever wears it is allowed to do nothing lmfao.

- Everybody was required to sit with the guests for 10 minutes each and they were like bro lol. (I think they’re both writers, if I remember correctly)

- He Jiong asked Yixing to explain what the book was about and he went on this huge spiel lol.

- Zhi An was like but you have to take a look at who the author is and whether they’re a good businessperson and team leader and Shi Hang was like they definitely aren’t because why would they be writing books if they were such a successful boss? XD

- He Jiong, Zhi An, and Shi Hang were talking so much and Yixing was just like, oh, who to listen to? So cute haha.

- The authors asked Yixing whether he would cry while he read books and he said no. But then Zhi An was like he read these non-fiction books, why would he cry? Lmao.

- Huang Lei, Yixing, and Pengpeng stayed at the Mushroom house while the others went to the library to fix up some signs and things. Huang Lei asked Yixing what he got from this show, since it was nearing its close. As expected, Yixing said he learned a lot but Huang Lei was like okay besides learning though? (I’m glad that Huang Lei asked him this because Yixing is the kind of person who only thinks in terms of inputs and outputs. Boy doesn’t know how to enjoy life, and that’s what this show is about. Just learning to go with the flow. Sometimes things are out of your control and that’s fine. You just learn to live alongside it.)

- Huang Lei asked him about his friendship with Pengpeng. They'd only met like once before, but we saw that they got together very well in this show. I think part of this is because Pengpeng himself is very relaxed.

- Shi Hang brought a lot of books for kids!

- Zhi An brought his own books that he’d written.

- Huang Lei said that Yixing had eaten a lot that day. Shi Hang was like “it’s because he’s eating for the rest of his team” XD

- Yixing asked for recommendations on books for light reading. Zhi An had so much trouble making a recommendation and the other dudes were giving him so much shit for it lol. Zhi An asked Yixing for his interests because it’s hard to make a recommendation if you don’t know what the other person likes and Shi Hang and He Jiong were like IT DOESN’T MATTER> Shi Hang made a recommendation about a book that was about zoos, because he felt it was relevant to the teamwork book Yixing had been reading earlier. Zhi An thought it was a bit eccentric. (I don’t think he meant it in a bad way though, I think Zhi An meant that he didn’t have any books to recommend that were like that) And then Huang Lei was like oh what about The Three Body Problem and Zhi An was like ehh I don’t know lmfao. (I agree, I don’t consider the Three Body Problem to be light reading. It’s definitely heavy) So basically the dudes were like Zhi An you’re being too difficult! I understand Zhi An though. If somebody asked me some recommendations for light reading I literally only have like one book I would recommend because I wouldn’t consider the other books I liked to be light reading.

- Zhi An finally recommended a book called 人生的因素, and I looked up the English name for it, which is simply Collected Short Stories of W. Somerset Maugham. Maybe I should check it out. Anyway, Zhi An’s advice was that the point of light reading is that the book should be an enjoyable experience first and foremost, and you needn’t worry whether the book has a good message or not.

- The kid Wu Yifan comes back lmao, he’s one of the first kids who arrives at the library (did they do this on purpose??). Anyway, looks like this kid is one of those who cannot be controlled lol. Huang Lei had to call out to him because he’d ran past their house.

- One of the kids asked He Jiong if he was a celebrity and he was like “no, we aren’t, we just live over at the mushroom house!” My guess is that he’s trying not to intimidate the kids, and also because kids shouldn’t have to think about stuff like celebrity and fame at such a young age. But also, imagined if there was a house in your village consisting of two dads and three kids with all different surnames XD That would be so hilarious.

- Anyway, all the kids are here! For some reason it makes me coo when friends hold hands. It’s probably because I’m a touch-starved North American.

- This little boy got hurt on the way running there and Huang Lei went full dad mode being like 沒事,沒事, don��t cry. Later he helped him put iodine on his cut.

- Here’s the audience. Yes, that is Huang Bo sitting with the kids.

- Shi Hang and Zhi An were explaining to the kids what kind of books there are in the library. Shi Hang is so good at speaking to the kids.

- Pengpeng was a bit nervous as the MC haha. He was a little jumpy, and you can see the nervousness because he smiles a lot (I do that too).

- Yixing on the other hand is a surprisingly good MC, but he’s had years and years of variety experience so this doesn’t surprise me. Anyway he set up a game for the kids where they would look for a specific book.

- Special guest ULTRAMAN!!!!

- Wu Kai and Liu Xiaoyi put on a puppet show for the kids, which was kind of cute. It included some interaction with the audience, which is great for kids.

- Double entertainment where Yixing is in charge of ice cream dispensing, and Huang Bo organized a game for the kids that would determine their line up order for the ice cream.

- After the event, some of the kids stayed at the library to read and draw and write, and it was very cute. One of the kids was like “Zifeng Jiejie don’t go!!” But Zifeng was like “I have to go home!” It was cute haha.

#thinking out loud #cvariety #back to field #screencaps

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op-peccatori · 5 years ago

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a little gift | MLQC Lucien (nsfw)

Happy Birthday, Lucien! a tad later than planned, but here’s the promised birthday sex from my invitation XD Let me know what you think!

Fandom: Mr Love: Queen’s Choice

Pairing: Reader/Lucien

Rating: 18+

Wordcount: 5200

Summary: It’s Lucien’s birthday and you’ve got a wonderful trip planned for him – along with an extra gift he isn’t expecting.

Warnings: explicit sex (vaginal & anal), mild masturbation, birthday sex, sex toys, established relationship

author fact: I spent so much time sitting in one place as I wrote this that my butt too, was aching by the end of it. this is the first time I’ve ever written anything involving butts, so please let me know if it’s...right?

a/n: im gonna have to come edit this once i get some sleep. i forgot how to spell laugh.

A bite of cake and a sip of wine, with a familiar warmth nestled into his side: Lucien is dangerously content.

Not for the first time, he thinks he will never give this up for anything in the world. He could never let go of the little surges of happiness brought on by the girl holding a forkful of cake up to his lips, and not the deep love flowing in his veins, keeping him alive.

The second photo album you've ever given him rests beside the cake. The second roll. A collection of your memories.

He can’t help the way he sneaks a kiss, helpless against your smiles, the way they curve your lips up even as they’re pressed to his. It makes him shudder when he feels your tongue flick against his lip, to tempt and to taste. He’s glad for the booth they’re hidden away in, that gives them enough privacy for him to lose himself for a moment. He lets the greed slip past, eager to take whatever you give it. Before the time comes when you might not get a chance.

He suppresses the heartache at the thought. There's no telling what the future holds. Danger still lurks in shadowed corners, and it's taught him fear. Not for himself, but for the one who holds his very being in her hands.

“You had some frosting there,” you murmur when you pull away, smile coy and eyes bright, fingers tracing a gentle path along his thigh. Never stepping a foot over the line, just toying with it. He wants to step over it with you, to fall over it, to fall into bed and wherever else you can and to taste you, the sweetest dessert, his lovely girl who just wants to give him a special birthday.

And you will, once you go away tomorrow, for the weekend. He remembers the way your face fell when he told you he has important meetings he can’t skip on the day of his birthday; it was subtle, but there is nothing he can miss when it comes to you. You both had to be content with brunch for today, as he would only get home at a late hour.

“Is it going to be a tiring day for you?” you had asked, concern hiding a hint of something he can't quite identify. It would be just like you to wait up, to give him a goodnight kiss – you do it often since you haven’t had much time to yourselves for weeks.

“Well, no. I’ll have to sit through a few meetings, review some of my colleagues’ work, but nothing too exhausting,” he had assured you. You haven’t mentioned anything about meeting him when he comes back, but he’s always had endless patience for you and your adorable tricks. He watches you as you eat carefully measured bites of cake, eyes lingering on the way you lick your lips, satisfied with the sugar and his company. He has never felt more thankful for birthdays when you let him feed you small bites with little protest and an endearing blush. It makes him think, makes him want to test boundaries. But he refuses to risk hurting you for the sake of his depraved curiosity. The time to part ways arrives all too soon, and your smile dims a little; for a moment, he seriously considers quitting his job.

“I can barely wait till tomorrow,” you mumble, arms would tight around his waist and forehead pressed into his chest. You stand outside the restaurant, packed cake in hand, waiting for the bus after you declined his offer to drop you home. He nuzzles the crown of your head, breathing in the faint scent of your favourite shampoo, closing his eyes in the face of your affection. “I want you all to myself.”

Your words feel warm on his skin. “Me neither, darling. And you will. What time is the flight?”

“8 am,” you answer, and again he senses something...off. Perhaps it’s the prospect of having to get up at 6 in the morning? You're not much of an early bird unless you're coaxed out of bed by the scent of breakfast. He still remembers the first time he stayed over vividly, and not just because of how soundly he slept next to you. You had to get up earlier than usual, for a meeting, and any ideas he'd had about a chirpy morning bird were shattered by the sight of your grumpy expression. It's a memory he likes to revisit when he's feeling dull; he had slipped into unexpected laughter, and you threw a pillow at him. Then he cuddled you until all thoughts of rage-texting Victor faded.

“Want me to come wake you up?” he asks after the brief jaunt down memory lane. He doesn’t bother trying to sound innocent; they both know if he wakes you up, it’ll be with his head between your legs. No danger of a grumpy ___ then.

“...I’d like that,” you agree readily, smiling up at him. "I'm sure I'll need it. I've been so tired these days..." There's little sign of the shy desire that usually clouds your eyes when he suggests something so improper in public, even though he keeps his voice low. He would be hurt, but instead, there’s a shiver of anticipation running along his spine as you brush your lips against his, dancing away when he leans in. "Happy Birthday, Lu."

Just what is his little butterfly up to?

The question sits in the back of his mind throughout the day, through each file he reads and every person presenting their research. He doesn’t exactly know where you’re taking him, but he has a few guesses, as you had insisted on packing not only his warmer jackets and thicker shoes, but also his swimming trunks. His thoughts race through ideas, drifting back to last month when he accidentally saw you scrolling through a cute little lingerie website.

'Oh.'

As he flips through the photos you took such care to preserve, he thinks that it's okay that he sees through most of your surprises. It doesn't lessen the delight they bring. He's eager to see what you picked out, what could have caught your fancy, and he hopes he gets to see it tomorrow.

It will take him some time to admit it, but he didn’t expect what he really found waiting for him in his apartment.

You look down at your collection, of new and old, with excitement curling along your mouth and a glass of water in hand. There’s some regret, for eating cake so early in the day when you have plans, but it's not like you could have skipped Lucien's birthday cake. Or even cake in general. You resisted where you could, and you think it'll be fine. You take a moment to fantasize about the sinful dessert sitting in your refrigerator before you get to work. It's 4:00 pm, which gives you plenty of time to work, but there's much to be done.

You're trying really hard to refrain from calling Lucien. Your boyfriend's been getting melancholic again, and you've come up with just the thing to distract him on his birthday.

You shower thoroughly, shave your legs with care, scanning them in the mirror to make sure you haven't missed a spot, applying sweet-scented lotion liberally across the skin. Painful flashbacks of the Brazilian you got for today have you wincing, but you've been determined to live up to the image you painted in your head. Willow, who'd gone to get one too, treated you to ice-cream afterwards, saying it's a must after the first one. After some deliberation, you paint your nails a pearly white and decide to take a nap before you get to blow-drying your hair.

It's 6:00 by the time you scramble out of bed, fixing yourself a light dinner and texting Lucien to make sure he's eaten.

[6:03] Lu: Don't worry. Professor Collins ordered enough for the building. I suspect he feels some guilt for calling me in today.

[6:04] Y/n: I knew there was a reason I liked him! Btw, what time do you think you'll be home?

[6:06] Lu: I'll try to make it home by 12. Don't worry, I'll get up on time ;)

Mouth pursing at the reminder of his horrendous sleeping habits, you go back to your soup with a restless heart. The clock's ticking, and you're quick to finish washing the dishes, finish some last minute packing, and when there's no chore left to do, you head for your bedroom. You connect your phone to the Bluetooth speaker, settling on an upbeat song while you plug in the hairdryer. As you divide your hair into sections, you're nearly giddy with excitement. As far as you could observe, Lucien has no idea what you've got planned, and you're quite proud to have slipped this past him.

You put the device down once each strand of hair is smooth and shiny, warm to the touch. And then you undress, until you're completely bare, running your fingers over lace, giddiness giving way to trepidation.

You're thankful there's a video on the website because there's no way you could've put on the set by yourself.

As you tighten the garter belts around your thighs and adjust the lace collar, peering at your reflection in the mirror as you put on simple pearl studs, you decide that it's fine that it's not the most comfortable thing you've ever worn, because you look really good. And you think Lucien will like it. Especially the very convenient holes in the cloth.

You don’t bother to put on much makeup, keeping it simple with waterproof mascara and lip balm.

You wrap yourself in a simple robe as you hurry to the living room, picking out a pair of black handcuffs, a toy you've only used a few times, all in preparation for today, and a bottle of lube. You put them in a bag along with a towel, a pack of wet wipes and grab your phone. It's 11:30, and you have a text from Lucien saying that he'll be done soon. You put on your flats and exit your apartment quickly, letting it shut behind you as you run over to his front door, tapping in his security code with ease. Before you enter, you pull out a thick white ribbon from your bag, tying it around the handle of the door.

As you slip off your shoes, you realize it's quite strange to be in Lucien's apartment without him there. The lights are off, the curtains drawn to keep the moonlight out. In the past, he's left you dozing in his bed if he has to go to work earlier, but you've never entered the place in his absence. There's no time to ponder the peculiarities of the situation, and you head to his bedroom, your steps timid as if to avoid waking up something slumbering in the shadows.

As you open the door, you peek through the slight crack even though you know he isn't home, stepping in once you're sure it's empty and letting the door close behind you with a click. You're more than familiar with his home, but something in you shies away from invading his privacy. If he knew you were thinking this after several months of dating, he would call you a silly. And get you to stay over more often.

With a resolute nod, you move towards the bed, turning on the lamp next to it. You take out the towel first, spreading it out over his clean sheets and taking a seat on it. You pull up a pillow behind you as you lean back against the headboard, slipping your robe off and folding it, putting it in the bag. You take out your tools, spreading them out in front of you, unsure how to go about this.

The scent of him is subtle, but it's very much present. It soothes your nerves, and the thought of his reaction to your presence gives you strength as you relax your shoulders. You close your eyes, resting them and your mind for a moment, acknowledging the nervousness. Whatever he might be expecting, it's certainly not this, and you can't hold back a smile at that.

You enjoy catching him off-guard.

Your fingers brush lightly over the side of your neck, across your collarbone, through the valley of your breasts, thinking about the way he likes to explore your skin with his mouth. As you toy with your breasts, you think about how he likes to start slow, never rushing, always taking his time to draw your pleasure out. He's the biggest tease you've ever met, and you can barely keep up with the games he likes to play, but it's always worth it – he ensures it. He likes to draw out your pleasure, to take it for himself, more and more until you beg for respite.

As you begin circling your clit lightly, you think about the time you tried to wake him up and it resulted in you positioned over him, riding his face as he devoured every drop of pleasure you had in you. How tightly he'd held on to your thighs, refusing to let you move away as he ate you out with only greed and gluttony driving his mouth. When your fingers are glistening and your cheeks are flushed, you leave it there and move to the next step.

Sitting up, you reach for the bottle of lube, pouring it generously, making sure your index finger is coated well before you turn your focus to the entrance above your sex. You’re on your back now, the soft cotton of the pillow warm from your body heat; your knees are pushed up, your arm reaching down between them. The slight trepidation you had felt the first time, at the feel of your finger dipping into the tightness is all but gone now, leaving behind slightly shaky confidence.

This is something Lucien has wanted to try for a while, but he hasn’t been too direct about it. He’s never gone beyond sliding in a finger, usually, while he’s fucking you, and you decided introducing it on this special day would be perfect. It was a good idea to try it on your own first, to see if it's something you would like, and ease into it. Still, you know Lucien's going to be at least a little difficult about it since you've kept this from him for nearly a month.

You're liberal with the lube as you prepare yourself, adding another finger once you’ve adjusted to the first and you slide them in and out steadily, pressing where it feels pleasing. The flash of your phone distracts you, and you rise onto one elbow to see it's a text from Lucien.

[11:35] Lu: I'll be home in 30 :)

'He's being strangely cooperative,' you think absently. Once you’ve deemed yourself ready, you pluck out a wet wipe, wiping your hands carefully before reaching for the sleek toy and the bottle of lube. You coat it thoroughly before circling the tip around your entrance, then pushing it in slightly. You try to remain patient as you slide it in slowly, being gentle with your body, letting your tight heat adjust to the plug.

You have about ten minutes by the time you’ve pushed it in as far as it can go, it’s round ring nestled between your cheeks; you lie there for a minute, breathing heavily, your walls clenching and fluttering. But you're satisfied with the familiarity of it, confident that your idea will be executed smoothly. Your walk to the bathroom is slow, and as you wash your hands you pray he doesn’t get here before you position yourself. Hurrying back into the room, you put everything except for the lube and the handcuffs back in the bag, leaving the bottle on the side table along with your phone once you’ve switched it off, hoping that Lucien will think you're asleep, in case he calls.

And then you try to figure out how he should find you.

This, like everything else, took a lot of thought. Initially, you thought you could just lounge on your front, letting him think you're asleep. But, now is not the time to be lazy. This is the time to make your boyfriend snap and bury himself inside you so deeply he forgets everything else, if just for today. And, preferably, the next three days.

And so you crawl onto the bed, letting your head and chest rest on the firm surface, leaving your rear in the air, presented with absolutely no subtlety. You struggle a little with the handcuffs, but manage to get them on safely, without pulling any muscles. Your arms are stretched over your head, it feels ridiculous, and you’re still giggling into the sheets when you hear the front door open.

‘The things I do for love.’

You try not to squirm when the bedroom door doesn’t fly open immediately. Knowing the man, he’s probably scanning his living room. Taking his sweet time, knowing you’re in here waiting for him.

‘This position is very uncomfortable when Lucien’s not there to distract me,’ you muse to yourself, trying to adjust your head comfortably. As if on cue, the door opens.

You don’t even try to look at him. It won’t be possible, and it’ll only happen when he wants it to - you’ve ensured that by leaving the key on the table. Your heartbeat quickens as you strain your ears, jolting when you hear the door shut. Your back tenses as you pick up on the subtle sounds of him breathing, of light footsteps, of cloth rustling. You wonder what he thinks of the ring standing out between your cheeks, framed by delicate lace, and hope you don’t have to wait too long to find out.

The bed dips as he takes a seat, and your heart races like a mouse, cornered and trapped, waiting for the cat's paw to fall on it. And then he speaks.

“I have to admit, I was quite disappointed when I didn’t see you outside,” he says casually. The hoarseness in his voice belies his nonchalant attitude, as does the way he clears his throat. You can hear the smile in his tone. You’re thankful he can’t see your face because you’re certain your wide grin would look out of place right now.

“Are you still disappointed?” Your words are nearly a whisper, hushed and eager. You know he hears them when they prompt him to plant quick kisses across the plump flesh of your rear, a finger trailing across the ring keeping your plug from slipping in.

“Darling,” he begins, his hands sweeping over your body, feeling the flimsy cloth, tugging at the garter. His touch is delicate, not meant to arouse, but you shiver from it anyway. “I don’t think I could be further from disappointment if I tried. But…”

His hand dips down between your legs, fingers pressing into your slit. You bite back a whimper, surprised that you’re this sensitive. He seems to realise it too, pushing the slender digits in, meeting little to no resistance. Your walls squeeze down, palpitating around it, and you push back immediately.

“...but, I think I could do with a cup of tea, first. You don’t mind, do you? It was a long day.” A kiss on the back of your head and he’s gone, walking out of the room to get his tea, whistling obnoxiously. You're left staring at pristine sheets, unable to process his abrupt departure and your absolute helplessness in the face of it.

“Lucien!” you cry out, heart beating desperately. There's no space for shame here. “Lucien, please!” There’s no response. But you didn’t expect this to be easy in the first place. “Fuck.”

And it doesn’t get better. Lucien walks in with a cup of his favourite, steaming beverage, and just stands there at the foot of the bed, sipping it and making casual remarks like he's in a museum.

“I have to say, you’ve done a wonderful job. Did you buy this set for today?” He toys with the lace on your waist and the straps digging into your skin, his hand sliding up your back as he walks around to stand next to the bed. He, very pointedly, doesn’t mention the new toy.

You lift your head slightly, tilting it enough to get a good look at him before you nod. He’s in a skintight turtleneck, slim fit pants, but the dark of his clothes can’t compare to the one in his eyes. The ribbon you left at his door lies next to you. You don't miss the slight bulge at his crotch. He smiles at the sight of your teary eyes, glaring up at him even as you tremble.

“I guess you don’t like your surprise,” you mumble, trying to fight the pout forming on your lips. The curve of his lips fades as he blinks in surprise before sitting down next to you.

“Sweetheart, no,” he coos, placing his empty cup on the table. He leans in to kiss you on the cheek. “This is...I don’t think I have the words to describe what I felt when I walked in to see you spread out for me.”

“Was it good?” you ask softly, trying not to sound smug. You know it was good. You look like you're begging to be fucked – which you are. He chuckles at the cockiness slipping through cracks of faux sincerity.

“I don’t know how to describe it,” he repeats. He strokes your hair gently, pulling it away from your face. “Shall I show you instead?”

“Yes. Please.”

He moves towards the foot of the bed until he kneels behind you, facing your ass, his warm palms a soothing balm to your starved flesh. He caresses your skin gently, squeezing it a few times before you feel his breath on your sex. The first swipe of his tongue feels like it could ruin you, and the feeling only increases as he continues to lick into you.

“You’ve got yourself all wet for me, haven’t you? You’re such a good girl.” The first snack of his palm against your ass is unexpected; the second stings terribly and the third painfully welcome. After the seventh one, he pauses to press his mouth to your swollen entrance again, and you’re so wet you can hear the sound of him lapping at you. “But my good girl has been keeping secrets.”

“I-I wanted to surprise you!” you protest, arching your back further, trying to urge him to move faster. He hums against your slick flesh, his mouth enveloping your swollen clit a second later. It only takes a few sucking motions for you to come with quaking walls and limbs, sobbing in relief at the surprising show of mercy.

“I know you did. You’ve worked so hard to give me this,” he murmurs, curling a finger around the ring resting between cheeks that flaming red. And then you cry out again when the slender object is pulled out halfway before it’s slid back in, in repetitive, curious motions. “You’re so good to me.”

“Fuck, Lu-Lucien,” you gasp, struggling for breath. He stills at the sound of his name, a displeased sound leaving his lips.

“While I adore the view, I do think you’re too uncomfortable like this,” he decides, reaching for the key to your freedom. A part of you suspects he just hates not being able to see your face as he makes you come. You nearly collapse once your hands are freed, and Lucien is quick to gather you in his arms and lay you out on your back.

As your arms slowly reawaken, you put them to good use, pulling him over you to press up into him, nipping at his jaw until he gives in to your silent demand and kisses you deeply. He doesn’t pull away, slipping a questing tongue through your lips, tangling a hand through your hair to keep you there as he plunders your mouth without restraint. He kisses you until you’re putty in his hands, and he whispers his affection into your ears.

“Please fuck me, Lu,” you plead, just the way he likes it. You place his hand on your breast, arching into his touch; you're deeply aware of the extra addition in your body, pushing against your walls, keeping your feet dipped in a pool of pleasure when you want to drown in it. “Please. It’s all I’ve been thinking about all day.”

He inhales sharply at your words and moves away to undress slowly, letting your eyes rove across the hard planes of his torso, lean muscle flexing as he moves closer. You watch the way his cock bounces before he wraps a hand around it, giving it a few, sure pumps. He nearly succeeds in distracting you with a kiss, but you still open your mouth demandingly, widening your eyes in the way that never fails. Never one to deny you anything, he climbs over you, kneeling and bending until he can slide the tip of his plump cock into your mouth. You suck at it eagerly, swallowing more and more of him until you choke, until all you can taste is the He slides his swollen shaft out and back in, breathing heavily, groaning at the feel of your wet mouth and zealous tongue.

You whine when he pulls away, quieting when he climbs down the length of your body to kneel between your legs. He unclasps the straps around your thighs and waist, pulling them off to toss them on the other side of the bed. After a second of consideration, he strips you of the bra as well but leaves the lace collar on. You're left completely exposed and shivering, aching with the need to feel his skin. He locks eyes with you as he wraps his hands around your thighs, pushing them up until you’re spread out, ready to be taken apart.

“My darling girl, my heart.” His fingers curl over your breasts, tweaking and tugging, his mouth dropping down to suck at a pebbled nipple. You sigh as your fingers slither into his hair, as he rises up to press his cock to your entrance. He slides in all the way and it feels so full you could cry. “God, Lucien. I...it feels so good.” Strange, but you adjust to it. Each drag of his hips, of his skin against yours, feels like it’s setting you on fire. You scramble to catch hold of something, an anchor, before you slip; you pull him down into an urgent kiss as your hips buck up into him.

He groans into your mouth and leans closer, swallowing your gasps; it’s unbearable, as if you’ll break, and as his thrusts speed up, you push back into him frantically, chasing after the fall, the rise, the destruction – it doesn’t elude you, he doesn’t rip it away but throws you into it instead. He leans back, reaching down for the plug and thrusting it into you, syncing its motions with that of his cock. Before you can comprehend the sudden pressure you’re coming so hard it blinds you, makes you scream, has tears pooling in your eyes. Lucien works you through it gently, with lips quirked up at the way you babble, kissing you so, so softly your heart floods with how much you feel for this man. With a pounding heart, you watch as he reaches for the drawer, plucking out a condom and grabbing up the lube.

"Are you sure, darling?" Your response is to push your knees further until they're nearly level with your shoulders. He watches you as he lathers his cock with the liquid, using his other hand to pull your plug out. You got used to it, you realize, when it feels so empty. But he doesn't let it remain so, pressing the head of his leaking shaft against your entrance. You're treated to the full depth of his patience, as he dips in and out, getting further in with each propulsion. His eyes spark with every moan, his lips brush your mouth at every discomfited grunt.

Once he's deep within you, in this new territory, and your head is thrown back, your mouth has fallen open at the feeling – he leans back and begins to thrust. His groans are everything you wanted to hear, and you can't help but smile up at him, unable to tear your eyes away from his bright eyes. There is no sign of the gloom, the sorrow. There's life, there's desire as he tests out all the different ways he can make you moan.

"I love you," you blurt out instead, overcome with the sudden flow of emotion. He slows as you tear up, to your immense embarrassment, and try to throw your arm over your head to cover it up. 'There was nothing sexy about that!'

And then you nearly choke as, in one swift movement, he wraps your legs around his waist and pulls you up against him. He shudders, clutching you to him as you throw your arms over his shoulders, eyes rolling back into your head when he slips deeper. Your kiss is frenzied, as are his thrusts when they start anew, and then you do cry when he whispers his love, his praise against your lips, over and over again. Your nails dig into his skin, and his teeth sink into yours. You sob harder when he presses you into the bed, drilling into you like a man crazed and sliding his fingers into your throbbing sex.

His eyes glow as he strikes where it shatters you, and you're blinded by it – completely consumed by the force of it, the way it leaves you in pieces, but even through your quaking limbs and the ringing in your ears, you feel Lucien pull out of you. Through bleary eyes, you watch him rip the condom off hastily before sliding through your oversensitive slit. He chokes out a guttural groan, clinging to you as he falters, the snapping of his hips unsteady as he comes almost violently, pumping himself into you, filling you up past what you can hold.

For a long moment, the only sounds in the room are of you two trying to catch your breath.

“Happy Birthday,” you whisper, pressing a shaky kiss to his cheek. He stays curled over you, staring down at your flushed face, your hair now far from smooth and sticking to your skin. His damp bangs fall haphazardly across his forehead, his lips are kissed red and he's so beautiful you need to look away before you cry again.

His eyes are suspiciously shiny as he kisses your forehead gently. “I love you, my darling girl.”

As he settles next to you on the bed, you turn over gingerly. You're completely spent, sore and sweaty. Still, you aim for casualness, ignoring the slight tremble in your legs. "Excited for tomorrow?"

“Very,” he answers once you’re curled up into him, and he can play with your hair to his heart's content. “I'm glad we have the whole weekend to ourselves.”

You gasp in mock outrage. "I do have an itinerary, you know." And you’ve also opened a new door for you both. You have no doubt Lucien will be experimenting on you until he’s familiar with every inch of this new area, and the slight fear you feel is understandable. He can be quite enthusiastic when it comes to figuring out what makes you tick.

"So do I." His smirk is positively feral and you can't help but snort.

“Think we can shower before bed?”

“Yes, if you’d like,” he gathers you into his arms gently, then sinks back into the bedding. “...maybe in some time. Are we actually leaving in the morning?“

You know your smile is a tad impish when he pinches your cheek. “We’ve got an afternoon flight.” If all goes according to plan, your boyfriend's birthday weekend will have a very pleasant start – with your mouth wrapped around his cock. You just have to make sure you wake up before him.

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yuzusorbet · 5 years ago

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Fantasy On Ice, Sendai, May 31 (Fri) to June 2 (Sun) 2019 ~my account~

[wrote it for myself, to remember all the little details]

When I heard that Sendai was one of the places for Fantasy On Ice 2019, I immediately knew I had to get tickets. I made my first trip to Sendai in April 2018 for Yuzuru Hanyu’s Olympic victory parade and I fell in love with Yuzu’s hometown. FaOI Sendai would be the perfect occasion to visit again! I quickly asked some friends for help and, miraculously, they managed to get tickets for all 3 shows from the official ticket draws. I’m eternally grateful! At that time, Yuzu’s participation was not yet announced but we knew he would be there. Even if he couldn’t do jumps yet, he would definitely make an appearance in his hometown. Weeks later, it was announced that he would be in the shows in all 4 locations. Fans were delirious with joy! Besides the thought of seeing him, it also meant he was recovering well!

This would be my 4th Yuzu-ice show. 2015 I went to FaOI Kobe; 2017 Niigata; 2018 Shizuoka. So glad Sendai is an FaOI location this year; it’s the first time!

I flew into Tokyo Haneda Airport and took the shinkansen to Sendai. My hotel is very near the main station. The show venue is Sekisui Heim Super Arena, in a small town called Rifu, north of Sendai, in Miyagi Prefecture. It is not easily accessible, so there were special shuttle buses to take us there from Sendai Station. We had to buy the bus tickets from a vending machine in 7-11 in advance. Cost for a 2-way ticket was 2500 yen, half-price for one-way.

Day 1, Friday (show time: 5pm)

At about 3pm, I followed signs that pointed to ‘FaOI shuttle bus’, which basically meant following the crowd. (The long queue was to the right of this photo.)

Boarding the bus in an orderly manner. Each bus moved off once it was full.

On the bus, I looked around me and wanted to laugh.... everyone’s phone screen or wallpaper was Yuzu’s face! hahaha...... it was surreal. xD

It was a long bus ride, about 45 minutes. We finally reached and I saw many stalls selling food outside the arena. But the sky was grey and rainy, and suddenly the drizzle became very heavy rain. I quickly lined up to go into the arena. Thank goodness I had my waterproof parka. Much better than an umbrella!

When I got to my seat, I had a nice surprise. The people sitting next to me were Taiwanese fans that I had met during Yuzu’s parade last year! So happy to see them again!

Besides the great company, my seat position was really good too. Right in the centre of one long side (East) and not far from the rink for an ‘A’ seat! (First row is Premium, then Arena, SS, S, A, B.)

While waiting for the show to start, we chatted and exchanged gifts. One of them gave me a little drawstring bag with a single feather embroidered on it. A simple design that is so beautiful, especially for us Yuzu-fans. I was so touched. I only had snacks from my country to offer. :P

Then the show started. When Yuzu came out for the opening, we all screamed!!!! He danced with so much energy and happiness pouring out of him and his jump was awesome! It was a 4T with a high kick, and then, as he danced in front of the whole group of skaters, he did a “I can’t hear you, c'mon” kind of gesture to the audience. (You can see it HERE.) OMG he was so cool!!! I don’t know how the people sitting on the short side, right in front of him, survived.

2nd part of the opening: Yuzu skated in with Jeff, Javi and Luca, and they were joined by 4 ladies. His pair dance with ice dancer Anna Cappellini was so cute! And he was so smooth and confident!

Individual performances: so many wonderful performances…. I will mention some of them at the end.

When singer ToshI came onto the stage, he said, “Sendai is figure skating and we have 2 Olympic gold medalists here… Arakawa Shizuka (loud cheers) and Hanyu Yuzuru!!!!!!” (loud screams) Then he did the Yuzu-call......

ToshI: YUZU!! (points mike to audience) Audience: YUZU!!! ToshI: YUZU!! Audience: YUZU!!! ToshI: YUZU!! Audience: YUZU!!! ToshI: But he’s not coming out yet. (hahaha…..) (Next was Stephane Lambiel.)

Yuzu’s performance was last, as usual. 'Masquerade’ was so passionate and intense that my heart was thumping like crazy and I had to scream at many parts (and I heard others’ screaming as well). The music plus ToshI’s singing was very loud and drowned out our screams, thank goodness. When Yuzu threw down his glove at the end, we all jumped to our feet and screamed and clapped. MASQUERADE WAS ELECTRIFYING!!! Video here.

Finale: Yuzu came out in the finale costume (black and white with frilly sleeves). So handsome! After the group number, he disappeared backstage while the others did their jump or spin battles. He appeared again wearing the FaOI tee, wiping his face with a towel and sipping from a water bottle. Then he went to stand next to Plushenko. He tried the quad lutz, popped first time, then 2nd time he stepped out a bit. When all the skaters started to go back in, one by one in a line, he did the 'high ten’ with each of them, some hugged him, he twirled Anna, and then Luca twirled him! haha…. that was so cute! Then as always, he stepped out of the rink, and from the side of the stage, he shouted “arigato gozaimashita!!!” He bowed, walked backwards while waving, and before he disappeared through the curtains, he blew us a kiss!! I think I died……

The show ended at about 8.30pm. Rainy, dark, and took forever to get onto one of the shuttle buses that took us back to Sendai Station. But head is totally filled with Yuzu and Masquerade, and heart is totally happy. :)

Day 2, Saturday (show time: 2pm)

On Day 2, I did not take the shuttle bus. My friend Ella came to watch the Saturday and Sunday shows. Her Japanese friend rented a car and drove us there. (5 of us in the car made the shared cost much cheaper than the shuttle bus ticket.)

It was a sunny day and I was very excited about the food (which I did not try on Day One due to rain). From afar, I saw the tentage.....

When I got there, the whole place was like a carnival! As I wandered around, someone suddenly tapped my arm. It was my fan-friend K-chan! How amazing that she spotted me among the crowds! The last time we met was one year ago at FaOI Shizuoka! So happy to see her, even if it’s only for a minute. xD

The stalls were awesome. I have never seen food at previous ice shows! The food sold here were specialties of Sendai and the regions nearby, and there were long queues at every stall. There was nama biru (draft beer), miso ramen, yakisoba, gyu-tan (grilled beef tongue), croquette with bits of gyu-tan inside, skewers of Yonezawa beef (famous beef from Yamagata), and zunda soft serve ice-cream (zunda = sweet edamame bean paste).

Above: my Zunda ice-cream.... so yummy.

Above: Gyutan. Below: Croquette and Yonezawa beef.

I wish I could eat everything! But I only had time to try these 4 things over Sat and Sunday. They tasted SO GOOD. (Thanks to Ella for her recommendations!) There were many benches near the stalls and people were sitting there enjoying the food under the blazing sun.

It felt like a festival to celebrate Yuzu being there. :)) Besides the official merchandise, there were also booths selling Sendai snacks in beautiful FaOI packaging and music boxes of Ballade No.1 and SEIMEI. There was even a photo booth with staff helping fans to take photos! xD

And when you got into the ice arena, every seat had a plastic bag with some promotional material and a pack of FaOI Sendai wet wipes! haha….. so you could wipe your sticky hands and mouth if you brought food in to eat!

Sendai, you really are the best! :D (So, I have 3 of these wet wipes from the 3 days but I can’t even bear to open one of them to use!)

For Day 2, I was on the other long side (West) and a bit off-centre nearer the short side. So I had a totally different angle of the show and my row was nearer the rink than yesterday -- fantastic! The person next to me was also Ella’s friend and she offered me some lovely sweets. Yuzu-fans are really sweet! :)

Opening: Yuzu fell on his opening 4T, so when he came out again with the other 3 guys (Jeff, Luca and Javi), he did a beautiful 4T before doing the usual steps with the others. Hahaha, I was laughing inside, that is so HIM!

In the middle of show: ToshI’s YUZU-call this time was even longer than Day 1! Felt like we were at a rock concert! He made each side of the rink call out “Yuzu!” 3 times, like a battle to see which side was louder. So it was one long side first, then the short side (in the video below, you can hear it’s a bit softer cos short side has less people), then the other long side. Toshl says in his blog that this is the “やりすぎ編😅 ”, meaning the “too much (or overdone) version”. Haha…. I like Toshl. (Didn’t know him before this.) We were all so high shouting “YUZU!!!” with all our lung power! xD Video of Day 2 Yuzu-call (ToshI’s blog)

Something comical: During the flying acrobatic skaters’ performance, I could see 4 or 5 men at one corner outside the rink pulling the rope to raise the skaters into the air. They were running to and fro holding the rope and they were so funny! End of performance, when the 2 skaters bowed, the men also bowed in their corner and waved as they marched off in a line! Haha........ (this could only be seen from seats on the West side.)

Intermission: In previous FaOI’s, during intermission, 2 of the skaters (but never Yuzu) came out in zambonis and shot little presents to the audience, like signed FaOI tees. So I waited a while but there was nothing happening... (same for all 3 days). So I went for a walk to stretch my legs. Went to put my fan letter into the gift box for Yuzu. It’s just a simple postcard from my country. :)

Last performance: Yuzu’s ‘Crystal Memories’ –- so beautiful I think I forgot to breathe. The Y-spiral was near my side of the rink. His right leg raised up high was slowly lowered in a beautiful line with his body and it was just so heavenly to watch from where I was. So many other exquisite moments...... words won’t do justice. Watching live, costumes always sparkle and glitter 100 times more than what we see on screen. Yuzu was so sparkly he looked like an angel of light, sent from heaven to bring beauty and love to our world. Video of 'Crystal Memories’

Finale: As the skaters skated around the rink waving, Yuzu skated slowly, looking up at the audience. I think he was trying to see as many fan-banners as he could. Like yesterday, he went backstage to change out of the finale costume and wore the FaOI tee to do the quad challenge. The 4Lutz today was a step-out/hand-down. The staff were putting some chairs onto the ice near the stage. When Yuzu realised it’s group photo time, he dashed backstage and came out very quickly in the black-and-white finale costume again, and he was grinning away. Haha, it was a really quick change! I wonder who the lucky person was, helping him backstage. xD

At the very end: He shouted 'arigato-gozaimashita!’ and we shouted back 'arigato-gozaimashita!’ Then, just before he disappeared into the curtains, he did the phantom 'take-off-the-mask’ gesture. And we SCREEEEEEEEAMED!!! xD

I floated on cloud nine to the car park..... Soon we were on our way back to Sendai Station area. In the car journeys to and fro, the music was excellent, thanks to a friend who has a Yuzu-playlist in her phone which she connected to the car stereo. All the music that he has skated to, from novice til now.... SP, FP, exhibitions..... ahhhh what great music..... it was really the GREATEST selection!

As we reached Sendai Station area, a funny thing happened. Our friend drove onto the wrong road and we found ourselves on a highway going off to a different area! She frantically looked for an exit but there were none. We just had to keep going on this highway, further and further away from Sendai Station! Then I saw a sign saying we’re heading for「泉中央」...... hey, isn’t that the area of Ice Rink Sendai? We’re heading for Yuzu’s home? Our friend kept apologising for going the wrong way but we told her IT’S OKAY!!!! We’re going to Yuzu’s home!!! Hahaha..... the wrong road suddenly felt so right! xD

The sun was setting..... We became quiet.... gazing at the golden colours of Yuzu’s hometown while his music serenaded our senses.

(Glad these photos I took with my iphone in a moving car turned out well.) After driving for some time, our friend found the way back towards Sendai Station. We were late in joining a group of fans for dinner but what a nice little detour we had! Very grateful to our Japanese friend who did all the hard work while we just soaked in the sights and sounds!

Day 3, Sunday (show time: 1pm)

For Day 3, I bought a one-way shuttle bus ticket as I would return by rental car. Like Day 2, I lined up for food before the show. The lines were very long and there were staff holding signs that said “end of line (food name)” for each stall so that people would know exactly where to queue. Moving slowly in line, I used the time to admire the Yuzu-world around me. Almost everyone was wearing or carrying things that showed their love, like Ciontu tees, Pooh keychains and Irene bags. I myself was wearing the Phiten mirror ball necklace. Some things were so beautiful and unique and I took photos. (edit: separate post made on this; link is below.)

After eating, I walked around and spotted Yuzu’s signature near the arena office! It was from year 2010! At that time, the wing in his signature was very distinct. So cute. :)

Close to 1pm, I went into the arena to look for my seat. I had an ’S’ ticket and I was excited about being much nearer the rink than the previous 2 days with 'A’ tickets. But when I got to my seat, I saw that I was only just in front of my row yesterday! Realised that my 'A’ seat yesterday was the FIRST row of all the 'A’ seats and my S seat today was the LAST row of all the S seats. Hahaha…….. I was a bit disappointed but then I was really lucky for the A seats! (Seat order: Premium, Arena, SS, S, A, B)

The good thing is, I was on the West side again and nearer the stage this time. I would be able to see Yuzu going in and out very clearly! And I had my concert binoculars! I bought it just the night before, from a budget shop near my hotel. Sometimes the shows provide rental of binoculars but this one didn’t. I usually use it for the finale, when the skaters are just having fun, so I can see Yuzu’s cute expressions. :)

I was also extra happy as I would be sitting next to Ella who came into the arena soon after me. 2 Japanese fans behind us heard us talking and knew we were not Japanese. They showed us a huge folder with many Yuzu clear files and pamphlets, and asked us if we already have them. We said no and they took out some to give to us! Omg..... what super nice fans!! They said they would be going for Kobe FaOI and Toyama FaOI as well! They were at Worlds in Saitama too! (Wow, I wish I could say the same!) How lucky we were to sit in front of them!

Opening: Wonderful like the other days and Yuzu did a beautiful 4T. After the group performance, as he walked towards the backstage curtains, he took off his outer mesh top and swung it around, just before he disappeared thru the curtains. Haha.... how cute can he be…… xD

Middle of show: ToshI said he talked too much yesterday so today he would say less. The audience protested a bit with an “Ehhhhhh??” But there was no Yuzu-call today. :(

During Masquerade, Yuzu fell on both his jumps. For us fans, it did not matter at all, but we knew he would feel terrible about it. I wondered if the temperature was affecting him as the venue was very warm. Day 1 was OK but it was warmer on Day 2, and on Day 3 I was actually sweating a bit in the middle of the show. And I wasn’t the only one feeling it cos I saw people fanning themselves. Literally a very hot FaOI.

Finale: After the group number, Yuzu disappeared backstage to change into the FaOI tee while the others did jump/spin battles. Came out with towel and water bottle. Wiped sweat, drank water. Then he did some stretching, and sat on steps at the side of the stage and massaged his legs for quite a long time. (So glad I was seated that side and I saw him so clearly.) I guessed he was getting ready for the quad lutz ….. because he fell on both his jumps during Masquerade, he really wanted to do a good jump for us. He tried 3 times - popped twice and fell on the last one. And decided it was enough. Thank God! I was getting worried because he had only just recovered. My heart was in pain watching him try so hard. Yuzu, we know you always want to give your best. But please take good care of yourself! (One week later, he did a beautiful 4Lz in Kobe Day 3! YES!!!!!!!!)

At the end, instead of the usual deep bow towards all the skaters and artists, he knelt down and bowed with his head on the ice.... orz. He looked so cute and funny doing that and we all laughed, but our hearts were aching cos we knew he was feeling truly apologetic and extremely ‘kuyashii’....

For the final skating around the rink to wave to the audience, he went to Plushenko and pushed him to the start of the line, then Plush and Yuzu 'circled around each other’ trying to make each other first in line, haha….. it was so sweet. Video (from Plushenko’s IG)

At the very end, at the side of the stage, he took the mike and said a few words. I cannot remember what he said except for this: - Actually this is not Sendai…. (it’s actually Rifu, just outside Sendai) - He wishes FaOI will come here again. (what else did he say…….. sigh, my head must have been too overwhelmed by this time.)

After shouting arigato-gozaimashita (without the mike), he walked backwards towards the curtained doorway, and just before he disappeared, he bowed deeply and said 'arigato-gozaimashita’ again (with the mike). My heart deeply and sincerely also says, “Yuzu, arigato-gozaimashita!” Thank you for everything you do!

At past FaOI’s, I always bought one tee and one towel. (I think they only had one design each.) This year, they had 2 designs each and it was so hard to choose and Yuzu wore both tees and I love both colours of the towel..... so I bought everything (goodbye my money). And the FaOI book of course; the cover and photos inside are so beautiful.

I felt this was the best FaOI I’ve ever attended. I will mention briefly some performances that I love a lot.

~Shizuka Arakawa: so beautiful and elegant; love her skating, esp her spiral and layback ina bauer. Love her costumes too. One was white and sparkly, the other had a Japanese style. Both performances were excellent. ~Nobunari Oda: Music from the movie 'Ghost' - his skating was so sad, I almost had tears. Then 'Mission Impossible' was so funny!!! Really love Nobu-kun! ~Stephane Lambiel: Love both numbers, especially the one with ToshI singing the sad and beautiful Japanese song 'I Love You'. ~’Akai Sweet Pea', sung by ToshI, skating by Johnny Weir. I love this song! Originally sung by Seiko Matsuda. ~'Monochrome' by Anna Cappellini and Luca Lanotte: So amazing!!! Everything looked like a black-and-white movie! The colour on their skin must have taken a lot of time and effort. Their performance was superb! ~Rika Kihira: So energetic and strong! Love the choreo. ~Satoko Miyahara: skated her new SP on Day 1 and her new FP on Day 2 and 3. I like both a lot! ~Javier Fernandez: the flamenco performance was so fun!

Plus all the other performances, I enjoyed them all! Thank you to all skaters and artists and staff!

On Sunday, once the show ended, Ella rushed out of the arena with her huge bag. There was a taxi waiting to take her to Sendai Airport to catch her flight home. I was a bit worried she would miss her flight but she made it, phew! And she saw some skaters at the airport! Jeff, Scott, Rika and Satoko! Wow, they are fast! :D

A big thank you to Ella and all the Yuzu-fans I met. I received so much love and so many gifts..... really grateful to all you wonderful people!

The little pouch with a feather was perfect for my new binoculars. Will be bringing them along for future events. :)

So many beautiful things and memories added to my treasure chest..... Dear Yuzu-kun and Yuzu-fans, til we meet again, take care and God bless!

(Next, I will write about the other places in Sendai that I visited on this trip.)

*All photos are taken by me. (some faces are blurred for people’s privacy.) *If my memory is not so accurate for some details of the show, my apologies. :)

Added later:

Part 2: Yuzu-world

Part 3: home rink and Olympic monuments

Part 4: Nanakita Park and schools

Part 5: An unexpected journey

Part 6: yuzu and zunda

Part 7: other Yuzu sightings

#fantasy on ice #FaOI Sendai #Yuzuru Hanyu #this is so late cos I was so busy #glad i finally finished it #faoi 2019

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madonna-la-cardinalessa · 5 years ago

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Another tag by my beautiful friend @tiffany-of-wales which I am glad to do finally :D

Flower tag:

jasmine; what mythical creature do you wish actually existed?

Unicorns. And I also believe that what we call mythical creatures once did exist and somewhere still do.

lavender; soundcloud or vinyls?

May I say CDs instead? I always like to have a CD booklet and like own the CD, putting it in my cupboard and say “ Look, I own this.” – not only on an online platform.

primrose; what book does everyone right now need to read?

Hmmm. Everyone? I do not think every book if for everyone but I recommend classics from Goethe, Schiller, Lessing and Shakespeare.

lunar mist; do you like wearing other people’s shirts/jackets?

I share some clothes with my mom. But if I had a boyfriend rn I would love to cuddle in his hoodies at times I think^^”

bird of paradise; what was the best thing that happened to you this month?

That I finished my bachelor’s thesis. I learned so much and I hope the work was worth it so that I pass it and get a good mark!

gardenia; what’s a promise you’ve recently made to yourself?

That I will try to get things done now that I have time during Corona.

lion’s fairytale; would you rather be the sky, the ocean or the forests?

Forests!

whirling butterflies; would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

Definitely not Ö.ö

marmalade skies; do you plan your outfits?

Yes!

apricot drift; how do you feel right now?

Bored. I don’t like the current situation.

everlasting daisy; what’s the last dream you remember having?

Omg this night I dreamed sm shit, I swear. I was horse riding at night in the forests (no sane soul would do that lol) and found a deserted planetarium.

queen’s cup; what are you craving right now?

Getting a good mark on my bachelor’s thesis xD Oh, and I hope that I will be able to visit Rome this year – we had to cancel the Rome trip that was planned in a week for obvious reasons..

lavender dream; turn ons/offs?

Dangerous vibes/ being clingy and/or wimpy.

water lilly; when was the last time you cried?

Last week I think. Maybe the one before that.

lily of the valley; did the one person who hurt you most in your life apologize?

No.

winterberry; do you bite or lick your ice cream?

Depends, actually I do both.

honey perfume; favorite movie ever?

Hände weg von Mississippi (2007), Die Wilden Hühner (2006), most Studio Ghibli movies.

desert rose; do you like yourself?

Yes, I do.

snapdragon; have you ever met or seen in person a celebrity?

Yes, I did.

night owl; how many countries have you visited?

Only 5.

heliotrope; have you ever been in a castle?

Many, many times. I love visiting castles and monasteries.

creams and sky; what’s the craziest/bravest thing you’ve done?

Riding nearly every day into the woods with my high speed thoroughbred? xD Does that count? My girl is FAST.

lantana; what’s on your mind right now?

My horse Poly <3

pumpkin patch; what’s your zodiac sign?

I’m a Capricorn.

tulip; name 5 facts about yourself.

1. Even though I may look like it, I am no party girl at all.

2. Since childhood I had to deal with envy towards me which is why I never had many friends.

3. My best friend and I broke up several times – we’re both stubborn but we love each other a lot.

4. My love for history started with a documentary I watched when I was about 14. It was about vampirism in the balkan states. And it manifested with watching “The Tudors”, since then I knew that I wanted to study history – and now I do.

5. Without my friend Sandy I would have never settled down in church history during the Renaissance.

daphne; do you believe in karma?

Absolutely.

queen of the meadow; ever been in love?

Never with a person from this time period, no. I hope I will in near future tough.

wisteria; whom do you admire and why?

People who don’t spend their time with overthinking what other people might think of them.

angel’s face; what was your favorite bedtime story as a child?

The tales my father invented for me.

remember me; did you make someone laugh today?

My dog when I offered him a bit of my banana.

iris; do you believe in ghosts?

Yes.

lilac; if you could go back in time which time period would you visit?

That is hard. Renaissance Italy sure is fascinating but 17th century Europe comes to my mind more often, it’s weird.

caramel kisses; would you want to live forever? why/why not?

Maybe not living forever, But I would not mind at all staying young and beautiful as long as I live xD

primula; what makes you sad?

What mankind does to the world, to the earth to it’s creatures: plants and animals. I think we deserve to suffer and die out.

rain lily; was today typical? why/why not?

No, since everything is upside down thanks to Corona.

queen anne’s lace; who do you trust the most?

Myself.

Lady’s slipper; what did you have for breakfast today?

Toast with Nutella and fennel tea. <3.

forget me not; do you have any regrets looking back in your life?

I wished I had done more social things during my teens. I was always studying and reading with my head in the clouds. I wonder how things would be different now when I had been in relationships earlier etc.

lunaria; what’s your favorite fictional universe?

Torn between LOTR and Harry Potter.

violet; favorite tv show?

Borgia, now and always.

sunflower; share a favorite quote.

Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under it.

snowdrop; what does your ideal day look like?

Getting up early, go seeing my horse and take a long ride into the woods. The weather would be cold but sunny. After having a nice lunch with my mom I would relax in the afternoon and then go visiting my best friend, for dinner we would have sushi and watch a nice movie together like best friends do. When I got home I would watch an episode of Borgia to relax and then go to bed <3.

tiger lily; do you have any hobbies?

Reading, writing, history, horse riding, dreaming…..

peony; share a small random book passage that means something to you.

In Neil Gaiman’s Coraline when Coraline is about to find the last child’s soul and the other crazy old man says: “You’re too clever and too quiet for them to understand. They don’t even get your name right.” I feel that sm.

tea rose; what’s something you always wanted to do but were too scared?

Partying maybe? I am a very shy person and would feel uncomfortable but I am afraid I miss something always staying at home at night.

honeysuckle; do you usually date people your age or older/younger?

Mostly about my age, but I like the guys to be older than me tbh.

sweet pea; who means the world to you?

My horse Poly.

love in the mist; best books you’ve ever read?

Actually I really enjoy Ludwig von Pastor’s History of the Popes. It may have it’s flaws but I it is really good researched and I appreciate all the notes and footnotes. Even though it’s academic literature it is still enjoyable to read.

foxglove; who is your favorite cartoon character?

Sailor Moon! If that counts as a cartoon.

magnolia; coffee or tea?

Tea, I have one right now.

crown imperial; would you rather be extremely rich or extremely loved?

Can’t I have both?

snowflake; are you a dog or a cat person?

I love both but probably more a dog person.

bell flower; what is your biggest addiction?

History.

cosmos; do you ever think about the galaxy?

Yes, we are so small, aren’t we? And yet mankind pretends to be so special and to know everything. How pitiful.

moonflower; what’s your favorite color?

Fir Green.

freesia; do you have a good relationship with your parents and siblings? why/why not?

I think so, yes.

sundrop; are you a morning or a night person?

A morning person.

poppy; have you ever dealt with a mental illness?

Yes, but I try to lock it inside.

clover; how would your friends describe you?

Calm but clever.

dandelion; do you consider yourself and extrovert or an introvert?

Introvert.

lilly; what’s something you love watching/reading but you are too embarrassed to admit you do?

In romance novels I am always waiting for the s*x passages lol xD Probably because this kind of thing is missing in my life atm xD

anemone; describe yourself in 3 words.

Astute, spiritual, special.

lotus; best memory as a child?

The holidays in Bavaria. Nothing was more beautiful.

angelonia; what is your eye and hair color?

Smokey grey, blonde.

dahlia; do you like crystals?

Yes.

buttercup; if you could change one thing in the world, what would it be?

Let everything bad for the environment disappear.

baby’s breath; what’s your hogwarts house?

Slytherin.

calendula; biggest pet peeve?

Pollution.

blanker flower; would you rather go to a cocktail party with your best friends or stay home and read a book/watch a movie with your pet?

If you read everything till now you will now – stay home with my pet and watch a movie/read a book. xD

blazing star; share a secret.

Why would I?

carnation; would you rather live longer or happier?

Happier.

petunia; who’s story is your biggest inspiration in life? why?

I stopped looking for rolemodels but try to live and be the best I can.

bluebell; do you wear glasses?

Nope.

And I tag everyone who wants to do this :D

#about me #me

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[Translation] QUELL “Matchless People” Bonus Track

Here’s the bonus track that comes with Matchless People~ I don’t actually remember if it’s a pre-order bonus thing or if it’s from a joint purchase bonus XD And sorry if this took a bit longer to publish. I got distracted with all the VAZZROCK stuff lmao.

Thank you again to Deea for the files~! Please don’t ask her for them as per her request and please don’t ask if I’ll be sharing mine as well, thank you ^^

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Under the cut, enjoy~!

[Bonus Track – Mini Drama]

[0:00]

ICHIRU: Eichi…! Eichi, wake up.

ICHIRU: Eichi!

EICHI: Hm… What? Is something wrong…?

ISSEI: (chuckles) We just arrived at the reception area.

EICHI: Ah… I see… (stretches)

SHU: You seem sleepy. You don’t have to get up if you don’t want to.

EICHI: Mm-mm, I’m fine. I’ll go with you. I’m feeling thirsty, too, anyway.

(they get off the vehicle)

EICHI: (stretches)

ICHIRU: Woah, amazing! This is so huge!

ISSEI: There are still a lot of shops open even at night!

ICHIRU: Something smells delicious~! Ahhh, I suddenly got hungry!

SHU: It looks like we still have some time so… Want to go take a look for a bit?

ICHIRU: Let’s go! Ah, but before that… Bathroom!

(Ichiru runs off)

ISSEI: Ah, Ichiru, wait! I’ll go with you.

EICHI: The staff who came with us are all sleeping in the bus and yet they’re so full of energy, huh?

SHU: Yeah. You wouldn’t think that they did a lot of performances for an outdoor live.

EICHI: They were both in perfect condition today, weren’t they~?

SHU: They looked like they were really enjoying themselves.

EICHI: They’ve gotten used to being on site lately. The live’s stage was also spacious so it helped ease their nerves. Even I felt good about it.

EICHI: It was like our song was being taken to the sky.

EICHI: SQ and ALIVE… It was fun doing a joint activity, huh~? It was like a festival.

EICHI: Things didn’t stop even in the rain.

SHU: We were worrying about what would happen during rehearsals but… we were really fortunate.

SHU: We have to do our best with our other activities so we can do things like this again.

EICHI: Yep~

[02:09]

(Eichi drinks)

EICHI: (sighs) Ah~ That hits the spot~

ICHIRU: Look, Issei! That menchi-katsu looks so delicious~!

ICHIRU: No, wait… Maybe the hotdog is more…

ISSEI: Ah! They have soft serve ice cream, too.

ICHIRU: Really?!

(Ichiru approaches Eichi)

ICHIRU: Eichi, stop drinking water. Let’s go eat something.

EICHI: Icchi’s so energetic, huh~?

ISSEI: Eichi, are you tired?

EICHI: U-uh… A little bit… Maybe my body’s going soft…?

EICHI: Back when I was an AD, I used to help with scheduling, the filming… I even work as an assistant during the main show, and even the cleaning up but, I never really felt that tired afterwards…

ICHIRU: Maybe you’re getting old~?

EICHI: Wait right there. That was just three years ago!

EICHI: And even if we consider all that, I’m still in my 20’s!

SHU: I’m sure there’s a different kind of nervousness with your new activities that it can’t be helped.

EICHI: Shu is so nice~

EICHI: But, at this rate… I’ll feel conflicted because I’m the only one tired.

ISSEI: Maybe you’ll feel better if you eat something.

ISSEI: You don’t have to chew ice cream so I think it’ll be easy to eat even when you’re tired.

EICHI: Y-yeah. Th-that’s fine with me but… that kinda makes me sound like an old man, huh…

SHU: But, it’s true that sweet things help make you feel better.

ISSEI: It raises blood sugar after all.

ISSEI: I got a bit curious about the melon bread advertised on the homepage, too.

ICHIRU: Eh, there was something like that?!

(Issei looks through his phone)

ISSEI: Here, see?

ICHIRU: (Ichiru starts reading from Issei’s phone) “The service area is a five-star gourmet…”

ICHIRU: It’s true! Even the melon bread looks so good!

ISSEI: But, it looks like this store is already closed.

ICHIRU: Ehhhhh?!

EICHI: I see. That’s a bit disappointing, huh?

SHU: It is late at night after all.

ISSEI: Let’s go eat some when we get the chance next time. For now, let’s think of this as something to look forward to next time.

ICHIRU: “Next time?” You mean, like with the live? But, we won’t know when we’ll get to go again, huh?

EICHI: This service area’s not that far from Tokyo and it might be kinda fun to visit it just to play, you know?

ICHIRU: Oh, I see! We can come here for fun, too!

SHU: It’s fun to do something just for the sake of a trip and not just work.

EICHI: Okay, I’ve decided! I’ll go with ice cream for today.

EICHI: The others I’ll just, you know, look forward to for next time, too!

ICHIRU: Eh, what about the menchi-katsu?

EICHI: Um… I don’t think that going with something oily would be a good idea.

ICHIRU: See? I knew you were getting old.

EICHI: No, I’m not!

SHU: It seems like we’ve decided what to buy so let’s go and get them and head home.

ISSEI: What will you get, Shu?

SHU: Mine is… Let me see… Maybe a meat bun.

EICHI: Oh, you like meat buns?

SHU: I don’t think that I dislike them.

ISSEI: Hm? What do you mean?

SHU: When it turns to winter—Ah, no… Lately, it’s been happening during summer, too.

SHU: They sell it at convenience stores a lot, don’t they? I’ve always been curious about that.

ICHIRU: I knew this might be the case but… You’ve never had them before?

SHU: Actually, yes. I keep getting nervous whenever I go alone so…

EICHI: No way, Shu…! It’s a staple winter food! A convenience store meat bun being sold at night!

EICHI: Say something about it sooner~!

ISSEI: He’s right. If we knew, we could’ve come with you to buy some.

SHU: (chuckles) So, it’s that much of a big deal, huh? Sorry, I just remembered it now.

ICHIRU: Shu is really… He’s really weird about some things or rather—he’s just ignorant of some things or—Ahhh!! We keep saying “meat bun this” or “meat bun that” that I feel like eating some, too!

ISSEI: What about the menchi-katsu and the hotdog?

ICHIRU: I wanna eat them both, too! Wait—Is that too much?

SHU: You should eat them if you’re really hungry.

SHU: We just had a really big event. Eating that much is probably not much of a problem.

ICHIRU: (chuckles) Then, I’ll have some~

SHU: (brings out a credit card) Use this card to pay for everyone’s—

ICHIRU: Don’t need it, don’t need it. We can buy stuff like these ourselves.

(Ichiru walks off to buy the food)

ICHIRU: (to the vendor) Um, excuse me! One menchi-katsu, one hotdog, and one meat bun, please~!

[06:40]

EICHI: (chuckles) Icchi looks like he’s having fun~

ISSEI: Shu. Thank you for offering some money.

ISSEI: But, since Ichiru enjoys being able to pay for things with his own money, I’m sure he appreciates the gesture.

EICHI: Ah! I think I understand that feeling! Like, paying for a yakisoba from a food cart with your pocket money makes it even more delicious, right?!

ISSEI: Yeah. It has a different but special feeling since it’s at night, too.

SHU: I see. I understand now. It seems like I did something inelegant.

EICHI: Speaking of… I wonder how much I have left in my wallet…

EICHI: Ah, I know~ I’ll pay for it using my phone.

SHU: You can do something like that?

EICHI: You can if you register your credit card on your smartphone.

ISSEI: Ah! I’ve always thought of trying that. Do you think a minor can do it, too?

EICHI: Hm… I dunno. Let’s look it up later.

SHU: I’m curious about it, too. Teach me how to do it next time.

EICHI: Of course~ That would be no problem.

ISSEI: Shu learned a lot of new things today~

SHU: You’re right. It seems like my dream of eating a meat bun is about to come true, too.

EICHI: And here I thought that I had an idea what you all like but—A meat bun, huh?

EICHI: That was an unexpected blind spot…!

ISSEI: (chuckles) I’m glad you liked it.

ICHIRU: Hey! What’re you guys doing?

ISSEI: Oh, Ichiru’s calling for us. Let’s go to him.

EICHI: Yep~

(Eichi and Issei go run to Ichiru)

ICHIRU: Ah…! I can’t hold all three of these! Eichi, pass!

EICHI: (flustered) W-w-wait…!

ISSEI: Alright, I’ll hold the two ice creams.

SHU: (to himself) I’m sure that anything will taste delicious as long as I’m eating with all of you.

[08:37]

ICHIRU: (sighs) I’m so full~

EICHI: …! You finished them all already?!

ICHIRU: That much is no biggie~!

EICHI: Maybe it really is youth…

ICHIRU: Oh? (with a teasing tone) You’re finally admitting it?

EICHI: …! This is…. kinda frustrating…!

ISSEI: It’s your turn next, Shu~

SHU: Then… How about this?

(Shu puts a card down)

ISSEI: Then… I’ll go with this.

SHU: I see.

ICHIRU: Who’s um… winning right now?

SHU: It’s Issei.

ISSEI: I lost a while ago so I’m gonna win this time~

EICHI: They’re both strong so really, it’s a very tough battle.

SHU: I agree. Issei’s pretty strong, huh.

ICHIRU: I knew it~

EICHI: So Issei’s good at playing cards, huh?

ISSEI: Am I? I do like it though.

ICHIRU: By the way, the worst kind of card game to play with Issei is Concentration! (1)

ICHIRU: He remembers where all the cards are after seeing them only once so you can never win!

EICHI: Ahhh…! Issei’s memorization skills are amazing after all!

ISSEI: But, Ichiru has really great luck. Once he’s on a roll, he can get matches even if he doesn’t memorize them so it’s hard to win against him.

ICHIRU: Mine is really just luck though~

SHU: That means, if you two are paired, you’d definitely be invincible.

EICHI: That composure of yours is really something, too, Shu.

EICHI: By the way, my strong point is playing tactics when it comes to a one-on-one game~

ICHIRU: Oh, so you’re the type who can make the opponent draw the queen card in a game of Old Maid, huh?

EICHI: Exactly, that’s how it is.

ICHIRU: That’s so like you! You seem like the type who’ll smile when someone gets the old maid.

EICHI: Eh?! Is that the impression I give off?

ISSEI: (chuckles) Should we play with all four of us after we’re done with this?

SHU: Issei, wait. The match is just beginning. I won’t lose that easily, you know?

ICHIRU: Eh~? Can you turn it to your favour in this case?

EICHI: Shu, show me your cards for a bit~

EICHI: Ah… Hm… This really makes you conflicted, huh?

SHU: Yeah. I’m deciding whether I want to throw this one down of if I want to put the other one down.

EICHI: Uh… This one—Ah, no… Maybe this one��? Ah, I guess we can just leave this one to luck, huh?

SHU: Right? By the way, my winning chances are low if it’s left to chance.

SHU: I’m a lot worse with luck.

EICHI: U-uh… Even if you tell me that, I—

ICHIRU: (chuckles) Doing things like this sometimes is fun, huh~?

ALL: (laughs)

[11:13]

ICHIRU: Alright, then… This one! (Ichiru puts a card down)

EICHI: AH!! So you’ll really go for that, huh? Um… If I put this down… no, that won’t be good… what about this one…?

EICHI: Ah, this is no good…! It’s my loss no matter what happens…!

ICHIRU: It’s not over, you know? Don’t give up halfway.

EICHI: I mean, this is basically impossible, you know?

ICHIRU: Don’t care, just throw whatever down. You might win!

EICHI: Then… here… (Eichi puts a card down)

ICHIRU: (laughs) It’s my win!

EICHI: See?! I told you so!

ISSEI: Um… That gives Ichiru one point. I have three and Shu also has three.

EICHI: You guys are just too good!

ICHIRU: Your face gives it away so much~

EICHI: Alright, one more! Ah—But it looks like we’re getting closer to Tokyo.

ICHIRU: Eh? Already?

EICHI: We’ll be there a bit after we get past the highway. Maybe we should start packing our things up.

ISSEI: I wanted to play just a bit longer though…

EICHI: It was fun, huh? Let’s all do it again next time.

ISSEI: Okay. Then, I’ll put the cards away.

(Issei starts putting the cards away)

ICHIRU: I’m kinda feeling hungry~

EICHI: Eh…?! Again?

ISSEI: Playing cards was fun, huh? Don’t you think so, Shu?

ISSEI: Shu?

SHU: Hm? Ah…

ISSEI: Were you sleeping by any chance?

SHU: I just dozed off for a bit. I’m fine now. What’s wrong?

ISSEI: We’re almost to Tokyo.

SHU: I see. Time flew by so fast, huh?

ISSEI: It did. Time really does fly so fast when we’re having fun.

SHU: You’re right. But, there’s still a next time.

SHU: The same goes for us playing cards again, going to the service area again, and even having another live.

ISSEI: (smiles) If there’s a next time then, that doesn’t make me so sad.

SHU: Yeah, it’s something to look forward to.

ISSEI: (chuckles) Shu~ You’re getting too excited.

SHU: (chuckles) I’m just impatient.

ISSEI: (smiles) Oh right, you said so before.

[13:33]

(they all walk back in the dorm)

EICHI: We’re home.

(Eichi puts the bags down)

EICHI: It’s really reassuring coming back to the dorms, huh?

EICHI: Today—Ah, no. Thank you very much for your hard work at the live and rehearsals these past two days.

SHU: Yeah, great work.

ISSEI: To you, too.

ICHIRU: (stretches) Now that we’re home, I feel like I’m getting tired.

SHU: We all did our best and it turned into a good live. I want you to rest easy tomorrow.

ISSEI: Do you have work tomorrow, Shu?

SHU: Yeah, but it’s not particularly early so there’s no need to worry.

EICHI: I’m gonna go make some tea right now. Would you guys like some?

ICHIRU: I do!

ISSEI: I want some, too.

SHU: Me, too. But, I think I’ll go take a light shower first.

EICHI: Okay~ Then, I’ll go get them ready.

ISSEI: Eichi, do you want me to help?

EICHI: It’s okay, I’ll do it. Issei, go on and sit down.

ICHIRU: Hey, Issei. Do you think the live’s reports are already up on the net?

ISSEI: Ah, they might be. Let’s look.

(Eichi quietly brings the tea over)

EICHI: Sorry for the wait~ Ah—

SHU: Eichi, sorry for letting you do—

EICHI: Shh…

SHU: Hm?

EICHI: (whispering) Look.

(Issei and Ichiru quietly breathing in their sleep)

SHU: (smiles) They must have felt at ease after coming back to the dorms.

EICHI: (chuckles) It’s like they ran out of batteries.

EICHI: Ah but, what should we do? Maybe letting them rest on the bed is better…

SHU: They’re sleeping so soundly. I’d feel bad if we woke them up.

EICHI: Ah, I know! Then, maybe I should lay a futon out and sleep here, too~

SHU: If you’re going to do that then, let me join in, too.

EICHI: Eh? But you have work tomorrow, right? Will that be okay for you?

EICHI: Maybe the bed would be—

SHU: Don’t leave me out, please.

EICHI: Ah, no, no. That’s not what I was—

ICHIRU: (sleep-talking) ‘Scuse me… One hotdog and melon bread, please…

ISSEI: (sleep-talking) Ichiru…

EICHI: (lets out a strained breath) I thought we woke them up…

EICHI: (whispering) Okay. Then, I’ll go quietly bring some futon here.

(Eichi slowly walks away)

SHU: (to himself) Things I only saw in my imagination are all becoming true every day, huh.

SHU: Thank you, really. Good night.

==END==

Translator’s Notes:

(1) I uh... Don’t really know if I should consider this a translator’s note because it’s mostly just me not knowing anything about a card game. I didn’t know what the game “Shinkei-suijaku” would be called in other countries (not just in general) because this is legit the first time I’ve actually heard of it orz

It’s basically a card game where you place cards face down on a table and you try to make pairs match. I just went with “Concentration” because I think that is the most common translation for it. It’s also called “Pairs” or “Match Up” or other stuff but “Concentration” was apparently more popular???

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nomattertheoceans · 6 years ago

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I made you a promise - chapter 18

Hey everyone! So, I finished November and I’m pretty happy about my advancement on my own story (you can go check it out on my Tumblr if you’re interested, it’s not much but it’s taking form so I’m happy!).

Anyway, here’s chapter 18, I hope you’ll enjoy it. It starts veeeeery NSFW but it’s only a couple of paragraphs and then you’re fine XD The rest of the chapter is… very angsty and kinda sad and I hope you will all forgive me for putting Feyre through it!

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Feyre clenched the sheets beside her, enjoying the sensation of whatever Rhys was doing between her legs. He'd been at it for a while now (maybe fifteen minutes, maybe thirty, she didn’t know), working her up with his fingers and his mouth, listening to every change in her breathing, to every gasp and moan that was coming out of her lips. He'd adapted his movements according to her reactions, as if he was learning exactly how to pleasure her best. He pressed in a particularly sensible point and she gasped. “Oh, keep doing that.”

He kept his pressure even, moving slightly inside her, only increasing the sensation. “Like that?”

“Yeah, just like that.” Her voice was a mere whisper, but she couldn't get out more than this short sentence before she felt her body shiver under the waves of pleasure, and she let out a small noise that might have been a moan, might have been his name. He kept on stroking her softly for a while longer, and when her breathing started to calm down, he slowly climbed back up to lay down beside her. She nestled into his arms and smiled at him. He answered with an unbelievably smug smile of his own, before drawing closer and kissing her softly.

“Rhys,” she murmured between two kisses, “that was… incredible.”

“I know.”

“Modesty really isn't your strong suit, is it?”

“Well, why would I be modest when my girlfriend seems to be so pleased with what I do to her?”

She laughed, then tugged him closer. He obliged, and she enjoyed the warmth of his body around her. She'd come back from New York the day before, and it was the second night in a row that she spent at Rhys’ house.

She'd signed the contract, and had felt lighter than she'd had in months afterwards. Her last night in New York had been spent over a delicious meal with John and Mary, and she’d loved it, but when she'd spotted Rhys on the hall of the airport in Velaris, she'd realized just how much she had missed him. He must have felt the same way, because he had barely left her side since then, spending every minute not at work cuddling her, touching her, kissing her.

“I was thinking,” he spoke, making her jolt at the sudden noise. “This weekend, I have to go up to the mountain for the inauguration of one of the libraries, maybe you'd like to come with me?”

“To the Illyrian camps?”

“Yes, I'm leaving Saturday and coming back Sunday afternoon.”

“Oh I would have loved to, but my mom is coming to Velaris and I'm having dinner with her on Saturday.”

“Your mom is coming?”

“Yes, she's meeting with some friends of hers and we arranged a dinner, because I haven't seen her in a while.” Since before she'd broken up with Tamlin, actually. She hadn’t found the courage to go up to her parents’ house since then, and her conversations with them had been brief on the phone after the first time she’d called to tell them about the breakup. Her father had been sad, but her mother had pestered her for details, insisting that maybe she should give him another chance, and simply losing interest when Feyre had refused to explain what had happened between them. But it had been months since then, and she hoped her mother had understood by now that she wasn’t going to get back together with him.

“Then I guess I'll have to take you up the camps for the next inauguration in a few months,” Rhys murmured in her ear, and she smiled at the idea that he was talking about ‘them’ a few months down the road. She probably should've felt uncomfortable at the idea of planning some kind of future so far ahead, but she didn't. It didn't feel forced between them, it came naturally, and she could imagine herself with him months later.

“I'd like that.”

***

The restaurant was one of the most in vogue of Velaris. Not surprising, seeing as her mother had chosen it, and she would love being seen eating here, among the wealthiest and most influential citizens of the city. Feyre restrained a laugh at the memory of Rhys, who could certainly be counted as a member of this upper-class crowd, seated on her bed and eating indian food directly from the box. Her mother would surely be mortified if she knew her daughter had made the future CEO of the Night Court eat in such conditions.

“Feyre, are you listening to me?”

She was brought back to reality by her mother's sharp tone.

“Sorry mom, I'm listening. What were you saying?”

“I was talking about your apartment.”

“Right. I told you already, I'm not going to move out. I'm barely managing to pay the rent for this one, so I'm not going to look for something else.”

“Yes, I know. But I've been thinking that maybe you could move back to Springfield for a while. There are good job opportunities there, and you could find a cheaper apartment to live in.”

“I don't want to move back to Springfield. I like living here, I like this city, I have a life here. And I doubt you saw good job opportunities for an illustrator in Springfield.”

“Well, not exactly, no. But you could change fields, maybe find something a bit more… stable?”

When her parents had been freshly reunited, her mother had admitted to her that she was afraid Feyre didn't have a secured enough situation for herself. And when Feyre and Tamlin had moved in together, she’d said that she was glad her daughter had found such an amazing man to take care of her. Feyre had laughed but had been glad that her mother had stopped pestering her to find another job. But apparently, now that she'd left Tamlin, the subject was back on the table.

“Maybe I don't want another job. And actually, I wanted to talk to you about it. I was in New York last week to meet some people about a project, I signed a contract with them to illustrate a series of books. It's going to get me as steady salary for at least eight years.”

“Oh Feyre, that's wonderful! Are you going to have to move to New York then?”

“No, I negotiated this part with them. I'll be working from my office in Velaris, and we'll have meetings every three months or so, once here and once there.”

“Oh that's good then.”

They ate their dessert in silence, a delicious chocolate mousse that reminded Feyre of the homemade chocolate cake a certain boyfriend of hers had made for her.

Right. Her boyfriend.

“Mom?”

“Yes sweetie?” Her mother had never called her sweetie before she left, and had started only when she'd come back to them. Apparently, she thought giving her daughters cute nicknames would help make up for nearly ten years of abandonment. But Feyre didn't say anything about the nickname.

“I… I met someone.” Her voice came out more joyful than what she'd intended, and she smiled broadly. Her mom kept on eating her ice-cream, and barely looked up at her.

“You did?”

“Yes, about a month ago. His name is Rhysand, he's really nice. He works in…”

“Have I told you about Elain’s birthday party yet?”

“Mom.”

“What is it, sweetie?”

“I was talking.”

“Oh I'm sorry, I thought you were finished.”

“Yeah, ‘he's works in’ was definitely the end of my sentence.”

“I'm sorry, I just don't want to hear about some man I know is not going to stick.”

“‘To stick’? And why wouldn't he ‘stick’, as you say?”

“Well because, sweetie, you're obviously going to get back together with Tamlin soon enough.”

She felt like her heart had stopped. Or maybe it was racing in her chest.

“I'm not going to get back together with him. Ever.”

“Oh please sweetie, this whole ‘leaving him and taking an apartment alone’ business is just a phase you're going through. You'll wake up at some point and realize you made a mistake. I'm sure he'll be willing to take you back once you're ready. I just don't want you to break another man's heart in the process, that's all.”

“Stop calling me ‘sweetie.’ And I'm not going through a phase, I'm not going to wake up, and I'm certainly not going to break up with Rhys. He is ten times the man Tamlin ever was.”

“I'm sure he's nice, but let's be honest, can he offer you the same life you could have with Tamlin?”

“The life I had with Tamlin is not the life I want. He wanted me to be his trophy wife, staying at home, planning parties for his friends and popping out children.”

“And living in a minuscule apartment in a poor neighborhood is better than this?”

“At least it's a life I chose for myself. And it's better than getting abused and attacked in your own house.” The words came out before she knew it. She hadn't meant to tell her mother about that night. But now there was no going back, because her mom had finally stopped eating her dessert to look at her.

“What did you say?”

***

So Feyre told her. It was long and difficult, but she told her of the engagement ring, of her panicking and telling Tamlin everything she'd been feeling. She told her about him screaming at her and cornering her against the glass cabinet. She told her about fleeing to Alis’ house.

But when she looked up at her mother's eyes, she didn't find pity or rage. She found… she didn't know what it was, but it made her stomach turn. Finally, her mother spoke, in a soft, sweet voice that didn’t help reassure her:

“Feyre, sweetie, I'm so sorry you feel that way about what happened. But… you can't go around accusing him of having abused you. He went a little overboard, and I understand now why you left that night. But it's not like he sent you to the hospital or something. It feels like you're exaggerating a little.”

She didn't answer, she wasn't sure she would ever have words in her mind again, other than the ones her mother had just spoken. You're exaggerating. The words she'd been afraid to hear, the ones that had her keep her story silent for so many months. Telling Rhysand had been liberating, and she'd thought her mother would react as he had. But she was wrong, and now the world was crumbling around her. But she didn't have the energy to contradict her, didn't know if she cared what her mom thought. She looked down to her plate and managed to let out a soft “I don't want to talk about it any longer.”

Her mom seemed relieved to drop the subject and kept on rambling about Elain’s coming birthday party. But Feyre didn't register everything, and the words kept on ringing in her ears.

You're exaggerating.

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prettywordsyouleft · 6 years ago

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Fake Date

Request: #76 for @hyukwonz with Kim Jaehwan (WANNA ONE)

hyukwonz said:

Hello it's me again~ hahaha. Can I have 76, 116, and 148 with Jaehwan from Wanna One for my drabble request? I'm not sure how many I can request for a drabble, but if three is too much then just make it 76 and 116 instead. Thank youuuuuu 💕

A/N: Sorry that it only ended up being #76 from your list, the others were already chosen by others before you! However I hope you like this idea all the same, this is totally something Jaehwan would do XD

Word count: 1307

“Not a chance,” you told him, shaking your head as you didn’t lift your eyes to meet your friend in front of you. Jaehwan let out a whine and cupped his hand around the other, soon holding up his index finger.

“Come on, Y/N! It’s not like I ask many favours of you. I wouldn’t even ask you for this if it wasn’t serious!”

You finally looked up at the boy, raising your eyebrow at him and tilted your head. “Who got you into this mess?”

“Me but-”

“And who should solve it?” you continued, Jaehwan pouting at you excessively. You shook your head again. “Your charms don’t work on me.”

“Please Y/N; just pretend to be my date! Think about it this way, you get a free dessert and movie out of me, hm?”

You couldn’t hide the fact that it was slightly tempting when he put it that way. But you still didn’t want to pretend to someone’s date. It made you feel cheap.

Especially when deep down you wanted to be his actual date.

Still, you reasoned with yourself that you could take Jaehwan up on the offer and have a good time. And there was a movie out that you really wanted to go see.

“Anything I want to do?” you bartered and he broke out into a successful grin, nodding away happily.

“Of course!”

“And all I have to do is pose for a few photos to get you through this ridiculous bet?” you confirmed and he nodded again. You sighed heavily but on the inside, you were already planning out your outfit. “Fine, pick me up at seven. Don’t be late.”

He had arrived before seven, and you watched him from the window of your room,

grinning as he appeared a little nervous, seemingly giving himself a pep-talk before he hit the steering wheel of his car playfully and got out to knock on your door. You appeared shortly after and the ride to the entertainment complex was light and comfortable. Although you had been in the same classes through high school and now at university too, you wouldn’t class yourself as a very close friend of Jaehwan’s, so you hadn’t known what to expect. But it felt all too easy to laugh at his jokes and even slip your hand into his once out of the car. He took a photo whilst holding your hand as proof before heading in to buy tickets to the movie you wanted to see. With popcorn and drink in hand, you went into the darkened room and got settled into your seats.

The movie was interesting, but admittedly you spent too much time trying to decipher Jaehwan’s position beside you. He couldn’t exactly show proof whilst the movie was going yet he was closer than he needed to be, and he seemed to be offering his shoulder for you to rest into. And when you did, well, it felt like you should have chosen to accept earlier on. It was all too overwhelming in a good way to be next to him like that and your attention on the movie waned, enjoying the warmth of his body instead.

It made your heart flutter when he wrapped his arm around you when you left the theatre to go to the ice-cream parlour down the road, your mind forgetting all about snapping more photos together for the sake of the bet he’d made. Conversation flowed, much did your sharing of the icy treat with one another and you were too immersed in having fun with Jaehwan that you weren’t ready for it to end.

Your feet dragged as you walked back to the car and the silence between you made you wonder if Jaehwan was kind of sad it was ending soon too. You wanted to suggest going to an arcade or something but it was too late to do anything else when you had classes early in the morning. Going home to study sounded so unappealing now.

“I had a lot of fun,” you started once you were back in the car and Jaehwan nodded softly, staring at you for a moment and then smiled weakly.

“Don’t start ending it yet, I have to drive you home first.”

You knew then he didn’t want it to end. Had he forgotten all about the bet too? You blinked back your emotions and then gestured for him to pull out his phone for another photo. He posed beside you and just as he was counting down to take the photo, you turned to kiss his cheek, pulling away quickly to examine his expression once the photo was taken. He looked stunned, but a smile spread slowly across his face before he bit it back.

You coughed awkwardly. “Surely that will help you with the boys, Jae.”

“Hah, uh yeah.”

Conversation picked back up once you settled from your impromptu kiss and he finally pulled up outside your house, cutting the engine of his car.

You watched him for a moment and then undid your seatbelt. “Well, thanks for the movie and ice-cream. You’re a lot of fun, you know.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” he mentioned warmly and you nodded again.

“I’ll see you in class tomorrow?” you asked and he agreed, before turning in his chair.

“I uh, have something to say.”

“Oh?” You blinked; this was the first time he looked so serious all night. He then rubbed at the back of his neck awkwardly and you held your breath, you were certain he was going to confess to you.

“I like you, Y/N.”

Oh god, you were right.

“So much that I might have made the bet all up.”

You blinked once. “I’m sorry, what?”

“I mean, you just seemed like you wouldn’t go out with me on a date if I asked you for real since we’ve been friends for so long so I came up with the idea to act like this was a fake date to see if you would actually enjoy my company enough for it to become a real thing in the future.”

You heard his words, you did. But you were also very much so stuck on his first admission. “You like me?”

He nodded.

“And you went to all this effort to get me out on a date with you?” Jaehwan smiled encouragingly. You smiled too and he relaxed.

And then you hit him, hard. “I cannot believe you toyed with me like that, Kim Jaehwan! Why not just ask me out in the first place I would have said yes!”

“Because you’re always so – wait, what?”

You heaved a deep breath as you narrowed your eyes on him. “You stupid boy.”

“You would have said yes?!”

“I admit, you’re clever for going to that extreme but I was so worried that you were actually going to get into trouble!”

“You were worried?” He was far too happy now and it irked you when his face broke into a lazy grin. “You worry about me?”

“You should be worried,” you warned, shaking your head at him. “I’m going to make you pay for–”

He cut you off with his lips, kissing you hesitantly. You were frozen as he moved his mouth slowly against yours, waiting for you to melt and kiss him back. You eventually did, and after a few minutes of kissing together, he pulled back from you, his eyes warmer than they had ever seemed before.

He brushed the hair away from your face and smiled. “Can I pay you back like this?”

You hadn’t expected to fall trap for his plan but you had to admit, free ice-cream, a movie and his lips on yours made for a pretty good first date.

You couldn’t wait to see what happened on the next one.

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marmelade-sky · 7 years ago

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Traiterous Heart, pt. 2

Thank you for all your feedback! :) I’m so glad you liked it.

I almost died when I realized I used the WRONG FUCKING NAME the whole time. Omg. Apologies. Idk why but I think I just got it wrong once in the beginning and then my brain was like ‘yep, that’s right, that’s his name, yes’

I’m embarrassed.

But hey xD enjoy part 2, this time with the correct name! Yay!

There is a lot of crying, because, hey, coming out is emotional af. So be warned. Also, tw: mild homophobia.

read part 1 here

read here on ao3 or if you’re on mobile

Sherwin can’t believe that he gets to stare at Jonathan without having to be ashamed now. And he can’t believe Jonathan, sometimes, catches him when he turns around in class, and his whole face lights up when he smiles at Sherwin and it’s beautiful.

Sherwin blushes and smiles back and then Jonathan blushes too and Tildy just sits next to Sherwin and giggles.

As nice as it is to know Jonathan likes him back, and as nice as it is when Jonathan hugs him in the morning before school and that they sometimes hold hands when noone sees, it’s still not easy.

Sherwin’s mom and dad are shocked at first when he tells them, crying, that his heart has chosen someone, and then they’re even more shocked when he tells them it’s a boy.

His dad doesn’t say anything at first, and his mom says “Oh.”, and Sherwin can’t help but cry even harder. They don’t fight, because Sherwin doesn’t fight with his parents on principle, he just retreats into his bedroom and cries into his pillow and texts Jonathan who’s cute and asks if he can do anything, but he can’t really.

An hour later, there’s a knock on his door, and it’s Mom. She comes in and sits on Sherwin’s bed with him and holds out a bowl of chocolate ice cream. “...I’m sorry, sweetie.”, she says, and Sherwin doesn’t look at her because he’s crying again, “Dad and I just... we didn’t expect that. Or maybe we just... didn’t pay enough attention.” She reaches out and pets his auburn curls. Her hair is the same color.

“I was really scared to tell you.”, Sherwin whispers and wipes his nose with his sleeve.

His mom sighs. “How long have you known?”

“A while.” Sherwin shrugs. “I thought if I just tried hard enough that feeling would go away...”

“Oh, Sher.” His mom puts the bowl down on his night stand and pulls him into her arms, hugging him tightly. “I’m so sorry you were so afraid. We love you, very much, no matter what. And if your heart has chosen this... boy for you, then he must be right for you. You have a good heart. It wouldn’t just pick anyone.”

Sherwin wraps his arms around her, and it feels like, maybe, just maybe, everything’s gonna be okay.

His dad needs a little longer to come around, and he’s a little weird around Sherwin for a while, but then, one morning, he offers to drop Sherwin off at school on his way to work.

They sit in the car, and the radio plays some top 10 pop song Sherwin actually kind of likes, when his dad says: “So, are you gonna bring this boy around some time?”

Sherwin almost chokes. “Uh...yeah... I guess...?”

His dad grunts in response. “....s’he have a name?”

“Y-yeah.” Sherwin swallows, “....Jonathan.”

“Ah.”, his dad grunts again.

They proceed to the school in silence, but Sherwin can’t help but smile when he waves at his dad as he drives away after dropping him off.

The same evening, Frederick comes barging into Sherwin’s room. Sherwin is reading and texting Jonathan, but Fred just throws himself into Sherwin’s bed and grabs his book and phone, dropping them on the carpet.

“So.” He grins at Sherwin, and Sherwin knows he’s gonna say something stupid or mean right now.

“I can’t believe I’m the one you tell last!”

Sherwin furrows his eyebrows. “...what?”

Fred huffs and smirks. “...that you’re in luuuuurve!” He draws out the word in a stupidly cheesy way, and Sherwin rolls his eyes while feeling his cheeks flush pink.

“I had to hear it from my friend, whose little brother is in your year! And then mom tells me she and dad have known it for weeks now?! What the hell, brother?” Fred punches Sherwin’s arm, but not hard enough to really hurt.

Sherwin tries to push him off, but Fred is bigger than he is and four years older. He’s also an idiot. “Because I knew you’d be mean about it!”

“When have I ever been mean about anything?!” Fred clutches his chest dramatically. Sherwin just looks at him with his eyebrows raised.

“...alright, alright. But I need to know who that guy is! I have to give him the classic ‘if you hurt my brother, I’ll kill you’-speech.”

Sherwin blinks. This is oddly sweet. He had expected Fred to be stupid about it, tease him and be mean... but this? It’s actually really nice in Fred’s own, weird way.

“...don’t do that please. I’ll only tell you who he is if you promise me you won’t do that!” Sherwin grabs his phone from the floor where Fred has tossed it before, and crosses his arms.

“Psh.” Fred reaches for the phone. “I’m not making any promises. How did you even meet?” Sherwin glares at him until Fred sighs and slumps. “...alright, alright. I’m not gonna tease you, and I’m not gonna try and scare him. Only if he doesn’t treat you right. Now spill the beans.”

Sherwin glares at him some more, but eventually relaxes. “So, he transferred to our school some months ago...”

Jonathan’s parents don’t live together anymore, Sherwin knows by now. When Jonathan tells them (seperately), his mom reacts wonderfully, but his father tells him that he’s going to hell.

It’s awful to see Jonathan cry, and Sherwin can’t help but feel guilty. Their hearts hold on to each other, nestled into Sherwin’s lap while he and Jonathan sit in Jonathan’s mom’s living room and Jonathan sniffles into his shoulder.

“Dad and I don’t even get along, but... still.” Jonathan wipes his cheeks dry with his palm, and looks at Sherwin with his ocean colored eyes. “I wish he’d just... try to understand.”

“I’m sorry.”, Sherwin whispers and reaches out to wipe a teardrop from Jonatha’s chin. “Can I do anything?”

Jonathan shrugs. “...no... you being here and being you is already helping.”

“Okay.”, Sherwin replies, and lets Jonathan lean against him again.

At school, the response to their relationship varies.

Thanks to Sherwin’s traiterous heart, everyone knows about them, so there’s really no such things as a big coming out.

Some people react poorly, and at first, the slurs yelled after them in the hallways hurt Sherwin. When he eventually tells him mom about it, she gets really angry and makes some very, very stern phone calls the next morning.

It gets a little better after that, and it helps that Sherwin’s friends are all very supportive. Tildy is still ready to fight anyone who so much as looks at Sherwin (and Jonathan) wrong, and his other friends are all varying degrees of cool with it.

One day, at lunch, a girl comes up to Sherwin. She’s in the grade below him, and he isn’t sure if her name is Angela or Angelica or something completely different.

“...I just... I just wanted to say it’s nice knowing I’m not the only one at school.”, she tells him quietly, and he needs a moment to understand what she means by that, but then it clicks, and he smiles at her. She smiles back shyly.

Sherwin keeps thinking about that short conversation the whole day, and it makes him smile.

They’re becoming friends at first, him and Jonathan. Even if their hearts have chosen each other, they’re still very young, and they barely know each other.

Sherwin’s mom thinks she needs to give him “the talk”, but when Sherwin (blushing crimson) tells her that he and Jonathan only hold hands and hug (and there won’t be anything else going on for a long time either), she looks very relieved.

They watch lots of movies, and sometimes they just hang out together. Jonathan reads so many books every week, and sometimes, he reads out loud to Sherwin. Sherwin loves his voice, it’s soft and really nice, and sometimes he falls asleep when Jonathan reads to him.

Sherwin learns that Jonathan has a dog named Kylie who likes stealing Jonathan’s lunch from the counter.

He learns that Jonathan’s favourite superhero is Wonder Woman.

He learns that Jonathan loves oreos and hates snickerdoodles.

He learns that Jonathan hates it when anything messes up his hair, but loves to run his fingers through Sherwin’s curls.

He also learns that Jonathan gives the best hugs in the whole wide world.

They become inseperable.

Sherwin’s parents love Jonathan. “Such a polite boy!”, his mom always cooes, and Sherwin’s chest fills with pride whenever she mentions it. Sherwin’s dad calls Jonathan “Jon.” and drives them to the movies or the lake.

His aunt gifts him a rainbow flag, and Jonathan helps him hang it up in his room. (They’re allowed alone in there, but only when Sherwin’s parents are home. It’s awfully embarrassing.)

“Tadaa!” Sherwin steps back and looks at their master piece. It’s a little crooked, and one corner flaps forward, but Sherwin is still very proud.

Jonathan laughs. “We should have used pins instead of tape.”

Sherwin shrugs. “Eh. ...if it doesn’t hold, you’ll just have to come over again.” He turns to Jonathan and smiles. “...thank you, for helping me hang it up.”

Jonathan smiles back and reaches for his hand. “...no problem.”

Sherwin steps closer to him, and Jonathan reaches out and pulls him into one of those lovely, perfect hugs which Sherwin always melts into.

“You know it’s actually called a pride flag?”, Jonathan says after a moment of quiet.

“Really?”, Sherwin asks, voice muffled by Jonathan’s sweater.

“Uh-huh.” Jonathan is quiet for a moment. “...I’m really proud to have you.”

Sherwin’s heart squeals happily and Sherwin hides his blushing face and huge smile in Jonathan’s shoulder.

High school is a little scary at first, but most of their friends are in the same class as them, and Sherwin gets to sit next to Jonathan in most classes.

Jonathan has grown a lot, and Sherwin can’t believe he’s several inches taller than him by now. He kind of hopes that he’ll grow some more, too, but he also hopes that he doesn’t grow too much, because it’s really nice to snuggle his face into Jonathan’s chest.

Homecoming approaches, and Sherwin is weirdly excited for it. As they watch older students hang up garlands and posters announcing it, Sherwin looks to Jonathan, who, nose buried in yet another book (”Simon vs. the Homo Sapien Agenda”, reads the cover), is slowly eating his salad.

“Do you wanna go with me?”, Sherwin blurts out, and then blushes furiously.

Jonathan looks up, a little startled. “...go where?”

Sherwin motions to the posters, “...homecoming.”

Jonathan follows his gesturing hand, and then blushes, too. He gives Sherwin a smile and nods. “Yeah, of course.”

“Cool.” Sherwin can’t help the huge grin that threatens to split his face in half.

After it’s over, they walk home together. They don’t live far apart, and Sherwin’s mom has promised to fetch him from Jonathan’s house. He hasn’t called her yet.

Sherwin’s wearing one of Fred’s old suits and a green button up and a matching tie. His mom couldn’t stop cooing over how handsome he looked before he left the house.

Jonathan is wearing a suit, too, and Sherwin can’t stop looking at him. He looks kind of grown up, and really handsome. Sherwin is very proud that Jonathan is his... his boyfriend.

“So... here we are...” Jonathan smiles sheepishly when they’re in front of his house.

Sherwin smiles back equally as bashfully, and takes out his phone. “I’ll... I’ll text my mom.” He does, and she replies immediately. It takes her maybe five minutes until she’ll be here.

“...that was really nice.” Jonathan smiles and rubs the back of his neck.

“Yeah, it really way.” They’re so close, best friends, or even more than that, but right now, the air feels all charged as if there are sparks flying. Sherwin’s heart is unusually quiet right now, but he can feel its excitement.

Jonathan steps closer and reaches out, taking Sherwin’s hands in his. They’re suddenly really close together, and Sherwin’s real heart, the one in his chest, starts to race as he looks up at Jonathan.

“Do you... do you want to kiss?”, Jonathan asks very quietly, and Sherwin’s gonna explode any second now.

“Y-yeah.”, he replies equally as softly.

“Okay.”, Jonathan whispers. For a moment, neither Jonathan nor Sherwin move.

“I...I think you need to stand on your tip toes.”, Jonathan sheepishly smiles.

“Oh! Yeah. Yes. Okay.” Sherwin rocks forward onto the his tip toes so Jonathan’s face and his face are on the same level. Jonathan holds his hands firmly enough so he doesn’t lose balance.

Before Sherwin can lose his nerves, he does probably the most courageous thing he’s ever done: he leans forward a little more and pecks at Jonathan’s lips.

It’s quick, and quickly over, but it’s their first kiss.

When Sherwin climbs into his mom’s car minutes later, he’s still blushing, and smiling from ear to ear.

His mom just gives him a knowing look, but doesn’t comment.

When Sherwin lies in bed later that night, and grins up to the ceiling, he thinks that maybe he’s a little glad that his heart is such a little traitor.

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leaveharmony · 8 years ago

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So we had ourselves a nice little house show.

Sadly I couldn't find Asuka's figure at Toys Toys Toys beforehand & Hot Topic had no new rasslin' shirts in since last time; we did however end up buying New Day funko pops. Kinda. In that mum & I both wanted a Kofi so we went up w/ two of them, and then it was cheaper to buy three so I went back and grabbed a Xavier and I still feel terrible about leaving E behind lol

The INCREDIBLY IRRITATING emergency alert system actually went off at the Eaton's Centre while we were there, I guess they thought there was a fire or something but they didn't evacuate the place, just kept pulsing this ungodly loud BEEEEEEP every 3 seconds or so. We took an accidental wrong turn into another tax bracket trying to get to the Bay to check for Betsy Johnson stuff, I guess they've sandwiched Saks 5th Avenue between the Bay and the rest of the mall. I've never actually seen “Alexander McQueen” written anywhere in meatspace before. We walked by a $3000 handbag, and I was afraid to breathe too hard.

They've fixed whatever it was needed fixing down by Exhibition Place, so the streetcar delivered us right outside the doors of Ricoh instead of like three blocks away, which was unimaginable luxury after last time.

Ricoh is a great venue, the only tricky thing about it is there's way less space for merch booths, so, there are really only 2 for the whole building & it's like a really patient mobscene trying to get near 'em. We only succeeded at the end of the night.

- we kicked off w/ the Golden Truth & Sin Cara facing the rather motley assortment of the Shining Stars, Jinder Mahal and Bo Dallas, of all people. I think it was Jinder who got on the mic offering to graciously let the other team take a forfeit, R-Truth explained they had a partner but they were “stuck in traffic,” (Eva?) so you knew how this was gonna go from the off. lol. Of course the faces got kicked around until Big Show arrived near the end of the match. Or rather, Big Show arrived and caused the end of the match.

- I was hoping for a Cruiserweight match & got my wish with Rich Swann and Neville; this is actually the third time I've seen Rich in the span of like 5 months lol. From a technical standpoint this was probably match of the night, but, the crowd let it down a bit. Surprising amount of support for Neville...I guess we are a Commonwealth country, after all. He won by faking a leg injury and wolluping Rich when he turned his back. Then he hopped sarcastically on the supposedly injured leg - I've never seen a man hop sarcastically before, but he managed it, by god.

- Next up, Sasha and Alicia took on Nia and Dana. Nia got a very warm reception, for a heel lol. Ppl were actually cheering for Alicia which is odd, because they booed her at Survivor Series, and that was BEFORE the dumbass angle w/ Cedric and Noam. The Boss was of course received rapturously, as befitting her station. Her & Foxy picked up the win.

- I think Roman and Braun were supposed to be the main event originally, but they got demoted to the pre-intermission spot. I was laughing at a dueling pair of little boys in the audience, as one would yell LET'S GO ROMAN and the other from a few rows behind him would counter w/ ROMAN SUCKS! Ro got thrown around like a ragdoll but picked up a DQ victory when Braun used the ringsteps. Repeatedly. Still not as terrible a sound as when Shinsuke hit them. :) He & Sami were prolly tied for glad-hander of the night b/c it took him a very long time to get back up the ramp, taking selfies w/ kids and signing autographs and stuff lol. I should have run down to the merch stands while he was taking his sweet-ass time leaving, but I wasn’t 100% sure it was the last one before the break...ah well.

- Post-intermission, we had a fatal 4 way for the tag titles. The start was heralded by the gradual appearance of a giant inflatable box of Booty-O's; Xavier and Big E took the ramp while Kofi drove in the ice-cream cart from beside it. Enzo & Cass were out next...the dorks were dancing to their theme along w/ Enzo. Sheamus and Cesaro completed the challengers...at one point when Sheamus was mugging for the crowd Cesaro stood behind him w. his hand up on his head like a shark fin, mocking the mohawk. XD 'Course then the party was over as Anderson & Gallows hit the ring. A guy behind me loudly confessed as they did that he couldn't tell them apart & also didn't know which one was named Karl and which was namd Luke. “Does it honestly matter?” I thought. Once everybody was assembled, Kofi briefly attempted whirling two unicorn horns like nunchucks as an intimidation tactic. He was more coordinated with them than Shinsuke was with the bone-chucks, but, I think in fairness Shinsuke was trying to look as ridiculous as possible. <3 Anderson ended up getting a quick roll-up-feet-on-ropes victory after E assisted in tossing Kofi out of the ring onto everybody else. AFTERWARDS, all the faces surrounded Anderson, and Cesaro swung him. Like 20 rotations, at least lol. Then there was a brief dance party. Enzo & Cass participated willingly but Sheamus had to be physically restrained and coerced into a brief hip-wiggling before fleeing the ring in shame (shame! shame!).

- Bayley & Charlotte were up next. I wish I could say it was as good as the masterpiece Charlotte and Natalya put on, but sadly not so much. There was a tiny contingent of side-pigtailed little girls somewhere to our left, who maintained a LET'S GO BAYLEY chant for the entire match lol. She won w/ the Bayley to Belly. I took more pictures of them, to make up for the celebration picture Charlotte ruined with her heel ways at Survivor Series XD

- I think they saved all the canadians for the main event lol. Team heels came out first, Kevin followed by Joe followed by Triple H. KO is still beloved...we don't care he's a heel, he's our heel. I gotta say, I'm much happier watching Joe when Shinsuke's literal neck isn't at stake lol. Trips was...certainly there. I've been casually indifferent to him for like 18 years at this point, so.... I thought they might save Finn's entry for last, but, he came out after Sami, leaving the last word to Jericho, god-emperor of Canada. It occured to me at this point that with the exception of Trips, everybody in the ring had had at least one match with Shinsuke. :) I just. They're all super. lol. Jericho got the pin on Kev, following a vicious codebreaker. Then he put us all on the list, which has now I believe become a list of the Friends of Jericho. Words cannot express how much I love that guy <3

Having a bit more of a time-cusion than last time, we stayed to watch everybody leave. They actually played Sami out twice because Finn left before he did, but Sami had wandered off to one side of the ramp hugging ppl and taking selfies lol. I will confess to waving to all three of them as they left, though there wasn't a prayer they woulda seen. <3

As people left en masse there was a slightly less ridiculous line at the smaller merch stand, so, mum picked up one of the tour shirts and I ended up w/ one of Finn's - I was hoping for a Sami shirt, honestly, but at least at that booth they didn't have one and I couldn't get anywhere near close enough to the big one to even see if there was. Even though we made it back to the bus terminal well ahead of time we actually ended up having to literally chase the bus, because mum took a bit longer in the downstairs bathroom...thankfully the driver stopped after making us run alongside the fucking thing right up to the stop sign...if there hadn't been a sign there it's entirely possible he would have just left us there, at Midnight, even though our names were on his list of passengers. It's funny now but it wasn't funny at the time. :/

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Episode Twelve - “Phoenix i just want u to know u that i don't think of u just as an object to buy me things” - Tara

Tara

i'm genuinely rly sad about richie leaving. i wish i put in more effort to talk to him n b friends w him bcos he has such a fun character. what stopped me was i knew he thought i was a leaker and i just thought he wouldn't of wanted to b friends w me but i should've tried to make him want 2 b friends w me anyway lol i'm sorry richie u deserve better

Blake

HOLY MOTHER OF GARBAGE WE PULLED THAT OFF! LYNN AND TARA SAVED MY ASS TONGIHT! GIVING ERIC FAKE PROMISES FOR THE FUTURE! OMG IM SOO HAPPY WOW I HONESTLY THOUGHT MY BUTT WAS GOIN HOME OMG! WOWOWO ERIC WANTED ME OUT. goodluck phoenix and tim AND ERIC >:0 FINAL THREE ME LYNN AND TARA

Blake

o and i was scared earlier bc eric was talkin to lynn about gettin me voted out but lynn finessed the shit out of him! and then i was scared shitless bc raffy omg he does not enjoy me at all lmao! inhope me and him can make up after this game!

Blake

Lynn: My love. My sunshine. My better half. I will see you soon <3 You better win this effing game! Show everyone you are a threat. I love you and we were together from the beginning now finish this without me! Tara: OOOO Tara they have done me dirty! Fight in my memory! CONQUER THIS LAND <3 Fight like I know you can! I am going to miss you too though! This game better end soon lol Eric: OOOOOOO ERIC if im going home you must’ve flipped…. RIP. GREAT MOVE THOUGH I respect your gameplay from turning yourself into a threat instead of continuing to be a goat! Richie: I still think you’re a threat! I wish you the best of luck (you are going to need it bc look at all the amazing players left)! Pull some big moves make me love you! Give me more than humor I wanna see you kill and stab ahha! Phoenix: Where are you? Big move maybe? You planning to ride Richie to the end? Tim: Well played you got two big threats out simultaneously from flipping! Taking something from my book I see? LOL (I’m not being sarcastic btw) Everyone: OK ANYONE OF YOU CAN WIN THIS GAME! PULL SOME BIG MOVES, BLINDSIDE SOME PEOPLE, AND DON’T LET THIS GAME’S SNAKINESS DIE OUT! EVERYONE PLAY TILL THE VERY END TO WIN! THINK ABOUT WHO YOU THINK YOU CAN WIN AGASINT. MAKE SOME HUGE MOVES! IM SO EXCITED TO SEE WHAT YOU GUYS ARE GOING TO DO!

(what i wud of said if i went home tonight at the F7 tribal)

Eric K

That was a stressful lead up to tribal. Richie was really trying to convince me to flip but it just didn't feel right. Why would il allign myself with people I've barely talked to and just trust that I'm not on the bottom? Of course I realize that Blake is a huge threat and needs to go before f3 or he will be the winner. I had a good chat with Tara and Lynn separately and we all agree that he needs to go. Hopefully it'll happen in two tribals from now since he has an advantage/immunity that can only be used at next tribal.

Tim

So Raffy and JG voted for me? They really think I was playing some middle when in reality I was just being social and going into survival mode. Like Raffy I didn't even vote for you to go home so fuck off and JG you went home because of the blind round and you dont even have any proof that I voted for you so bye!

Blake

Hi yes Goodmorning. I woke up from my peacefull slumber and was INTERROGATED! TIM i guess was like ima ask who Blake wants int the F3 and i was shook bc none o my allies were awake or off doing something to help me formulate a response... AND WELLL PEOPLES BLAKE IS NOT THE BEST AT JUST NOT RESPONDING OR GIVING A GOOD RESPONSE! TIM asked if i was takin tara and lynn to F3 or Tara and Eric (really cnfused bc i thought i was obvi i was takin lynn not matter what?) SO ME BEING THE GENIUS THAT I AM AND NOT REFUSING T RESPOND SAID " Well i want to win so I wanan go with ppl who I think I can win against" in all honesty im scared if i said someting with names eric might freak or some shiz! bc i am taking tara and lynn. i know i could of lied and said im takin lynn and eric but that just sounds rude. you know taking? lol. oooo WELL NOW TIMMY IS PLEADING HIS CASE WITH ME. I REALY LIKE TIM TBH. PHOENIX IS THE ONLY PERSON HERE WHOO DOES NOT TALK TO ME OR TRY TO AT ALL ITS REALLY RUDE. BUT OMG THIS IS THE LORDS DAY AND IM FEELING ATTACKED

Blake

The lords day is Timmy's day today

Blake

I just had i thought. I think the winner of this game will either be more or whoever takes me out. (TIM) STAY AWAY. maybe it wont even be me and i think to highly of myself XD

Tim

The longevity of my game relies on these immunity results. If I win, I fight on to another round. If I lose then... well looks like I can't afford to lose.

Blake

OBVIOUSLY MY ASS HOLE IS GOING NEXT ! SOOOOOOOO WOW I HATE EVERYTHING AND NOT KNOWING WHAT THIS ADV WAS

Lynn

OHMYGODSHAHSBSB i feel like this vote is gonna go to rocks and that is gonna be rocks between 3 people and odds are not in my favor ajsjdn i have awful luck ohhhhh my god okay well honestly going out by rocks isn’t the worst way to go

Blake

OMFG ok im like 99% sure that i am safe! bc i think tara and lynn will vote for tim! all we hav to do is get phoenix to flip! omg this is stressfull i hate i hate! WHY AM I BEING TARGTED ALL THE TIM OMG AHHHH! ERIC IM COMING AFTER UR ASSHOLE U BETTER WATCH OUT BUD U BETTER KEEP WIINNING OR U R GOING HOME!

Tara

omg so just got back from hanging out w phoenix n had a bunch of fun! we watched love simon and i had to try not to cry like 5 times, happy tears tho. also ijust remembered like a couple rounds ago i said that i would get phoenix to buy me ice cream and he offered but i said no!! and now i realised it ruined my whole thing n yikes! i guess the offer counts? and he also bought me m'n'ms which i am eating now n they r delicious. also phoenix i just want u to know u that i don't think of u just as an object to buy me things HAHHAHA fbdksf i REALLY ENJOYED HANGING OUT WITH YOU!!! and i hope we do it again sometime soon!!!!! sorry for forgetting u're lactose intolerant like twice. but ya phoenix was super fun. hopefully this is the start of a new alliance!! i think this round i'm going to vote tim bcos i feel like it'll make f5 a lot more cruisier and less stressful for me than having to rely on lynn not flipping on me or anyone else not flipping on me. hopefully eric can win immunity again so we can vote out blake. it was rly weird talking about game with someone face to face? and like planning about it and stuff. idk thank u phoenix for the fun day out!! also I MADE F5!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i can't believe i did that!!!!!!!!!!!!! woooh!!!

Eric K

I am so happy that I won two immunity challenges at once!! I chose the advantage hoping that this would be a good chance to take out Blake. Since I talked to Tara and Lynn about eventually cutting Blake out, I think this would be a good opportunity. I just hope he does not have some sort of advantage to screw this up...

Tim

So I lost the challenge and I'm not dissapointed in myself, Im just unhappy that I couldn't win the challenge when I most needed to. And now I'm in jeopardy.

Tim

So Eric pretty much nominated me and Blake up for elimination which sucks harddd. I guess I have new hope in the game. It sucks that he didn't just do Blake and Phoenix but I guess he considers us his biggest competition to win.

Tim

So Ive been heavily campaigning to Tara and Eric but who knows how this will turn out. Hopefully Eric just lets me go to rocks.

Eric K

I am very frustrated that Tara is not willing to go for Blake. The things she's saying are making me think that she would rather keep Blake long term and is potentially just using me... Even with me voting Blake, the numbers wouldn't be there and I would be outing myself early on. I guess I just have to keep on winning immunity challenges and hope I am not being played.

Tara

omggg so the most awkward thign happened i tried to call tim bcos i felt rly bad that we hadn't talked all season and i genuinely rly like him n i just wanted to chat but he turned it into a plea session, idk why i didn't expect that, n then i just like waited it out until he stopped fkdfs and then he started talking 2 me about his day so yay but then he was like ok i'll go grab some food and i was like ok seeya tim sorry about everyhting n he was like so you are voting me? and i was like yaa i'm sorry and then it just got rly awkward and silent and he was just looking at his computer screen like looking like he was about to cry and it wasl ike FIFTEEN WHOLE SECONDS of like silence and oh my god. i am an awful person. i love u tim. i'm glad i voted him out bcos i don't rly trust eric all that much but it forces him to work w me now so he can vote out blake n lynn n then i can hopefully take phoenix to f2 or convince eric to take me to f2. yayayyyay can u believe i'm here and i have a PLAN go me

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