#at all. again donot worry i will be A OKAY

[potatobugz]

*leans against door seductively* does anyone have any tips on what to do when its hard + uncomfortable to breathe and ur heart is beating faster than normal to the point where its hard to focus on anything else

[felixisourayofsunshine]

I realised that I had this in my drafts for quite some time. Appearantly I forgot to post it. I am gonna modify it and post it now cuz we NEED to talk about this...

Okay so i just watched the interview of the miraculous ladybug writers about the end of season 5............. and my god I am so annoyed right now....

what do you mean that Gabriel was a hero??? as much as i know about a hero, heroes donot go around destroying cities,fighing teenagers,taking advantage of people's vulnerability. That man physically and mentally tortured his own son for years, Yeeted him across Paris, forced his girlfriend to break up with him by emotionally blackmailing her, seperated his son from the girl he loves, and what not. I understand that he was in grief and sorrow due to his wife's death , ok you can turn into villain due to that but that doesn't give to the right to treat your son like this. So what? By sacrificing himself for the wish HE wanted to make he became a hero? What logic is that? Imagine making a statue of a fucking villain which is taller than the heroes'. And the lady in end of the episode was not Emilie but Amelie wtf huh? You are telling me that all those years of being an insignificant character she still remains insignificant? You want me to believe that the terrorist who destroyed not only Paris but traumatized them of life, destroyed teenagers' lives, enslaved his own son for years is a hero? NOT HAPPENING!!

Also they had planned from the beginning that Chat was not gonna be in the final fight with Hawkmoth... Great you proved that to you his character was useless from the start. You guys have been neglecting the poor boy since the very begging , y'all are just too biased towards ladybug. Why name the show Miraculous: Tales of ladybug and Chat Noir just remove his name from the title at his point. Believe me or not Adrien has much more potential as a main character than Mari. I am not hating on her or anything but my girl just doesn't know how to deal with pressure well, and again it's just the product of poor writing done on her. I just hate how biased they are towards Mari that they tend to turn a blind eye at Adrien at times.but you don't even give him enough screen time even though he is supposed to be the main character along with ladybug.

And about their poorly written character.... let's just take Chloe for example, my girl is the most inconsistent character in the show. Till this day they can't decide whether to make her good or bad. She starts as a bad person, then tries to become good, then turns bad again, also team up with Lila (and just WHY would you do that ) and in the end becomes bad again. Choose between good or bad, she is swinging between being good or bad, settle with one thing for goodness' sake.

Also while we are at it let's talk about the poor writing of the show. They just don't know how to execute ideas. Now they mostly rely on timelines all the time.They just think "Oh this idea seems nice but we don't wanna change the show much, ohh don't worry we'll just make it an alternate timeline!! Problem Solved!!!". This is not the right thing to do . They hype us up by showing us something and then in the end they just reverse the timeline.

And how on earth was it Mari's win? In what sense is it the hero's win if the villain reaches his goal? And let's just not talk about the trauma this all gave Mari. She just carries too much burden on her shoulders... Only she knows that the person they are now calling a hero is actually a villain.

And finally, 8 damn years, it's almost been a decade since the show started and we still ain't got no reveal? C'mon if you can't even let the reveal happen in five season then how much longer it will take to reveal themselves? are you even planning to let the damn reveal happen or will just end the show after I don't know how many more seasons without letting them reveal themselves?

#justiceforourcatboy

[kpophubb]

Hi lovely ☀️, how’s your Monday ?

I see you have being posting that you are not doing good mentally , I am worried :/ you can always talk to me about anything that bothers you , uk. Just write a kinda ✉️

Sorry I feel disconnected , it’s so hard to provide for myself with no additional financial support :( and this job , they always find some new ways to deduct smth from my payslip 💔

I slept 4h tday , and I feel so not working tday ., such a hard zombie day for me.. I hope you are doing better ?

I wanted to share a new song with you , I like the lyrics and it’s so smoothing (?) let me know if you like it

Also hv u seen txt Comeback,? Your thoughts ?

What’s up with your life now dear ?

I wish you a good week , have a good rest & get better , I’m here if u need me 🧡💛🧡

🐁

Hi hi my 🐁 anonie !! 😘🤍 BEEN A LONG TIME WE LAST TALKED?😭 I’m so happy to get another sweet ask from you. First of all, happy jungwon day 🎉🎂🎁🎈🎊😽

♡…first of all I’m really sorry for the late reply. You sent this on Monday and it’s Thursday already, I’m so sorry I was at my nana’s place and didn’t check tumblr for that while. :(

♡…second of all yeah.., I’m not doing very great atm😓 emotionally or physically. It’s okay please DONOT worry about me or stop talking about your rants just bc you feel like you’re disturbing me and being one sided. I know people who love to help others like you have this tendency, they shut out if they feel like they’re taking too much from someone without giving anything in return! Well i always disappear when I’m feeling bad, bc I like to deal w my mood swings alone but one thing I can tell you is that I have severe levels of social anxiety😓 which makes me really unable to maintain interaction/communication/relationship with people. Well..a lot happened and that caused this problem with me and so, even replying on tumblr, posting fics, answering asks and dms seem so overwhelming to me since the past few weeks. I can’t even open this app OR ANY OTHER APP, just any sort of interaction frightens and drains me so much 💔 it’s not w the people, or the way they talk to me it’s just me and 99% of the times my anxiety and fear that cause me to ghost people and just disappear sigh.

♡…but don’t worry, it’s not that bad cause I don’t mind being away from people, in fact I love it in a sense bc I like spending time with myself so much and it’s honestly very healing. 🤲🏻 🤍

♡… oh anonie everytime I hear about you having a hard time it really pains my heart :( cause you’re so dear to me. 💔 that sounds so rough I wish I could help you in any way and make it all magically better for you! Job life experience seems so hellish I hear so many people talk about it. Maybe I’ll be able to understand you better when I enter that life myself and earn to provide for my self, but that isn’t until I’m 24-25 when I graduate my bachelors program so yeah. I really hope god makes everything better for you, my love. I’ll be sure to include you in my sincere prayers.💗

♡… oh no 4 hours really seem so tiring and exhausting!😭 anonie I hope you can sleep better in the upcoming days! Being zombie sucks I know, I was zombie yesterday. I came back from a 5 hour car journey with the worst kinda sunny weather, so I was so sick 🤢 I passed out before 10 pm and woke up at 5:58 am today so I can tell I had an amazing sleep 🤲🏻

♡… new song huh?🤩 born again, okay I’ll be sure to listen to it. Also here’s a song suggestion by me that I feel like you’d love, it’s my current fav. It’s “skeletons” by Keshi! Also about txt, I don’t listen to their music unfortunately. Sadly, our music taste doesn’t align, that is exactly why I don’t Stan them. I just love them and their personalities a lot!!

♡… my life is so-so rn but I’m still so so grateful for everything I have! My life is still loaded with many many blessings so I’m always thankful for where I am, who I am and what I have! ✨ anonie, know that you can always talk to me too and I really cherish and love you. 🥺💜 life will get better please do not stress and look at the bright side no matter how small it is. Sometimes even being alive is a gift we should cherish. Cause as long as you wake up, everyday is a new chance. 🌟

𝕴 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕾𝖔 𝕸𝖚𝖈𝖍

[books-and-catears]

Shio! Do you think when human souls are sold to demons in the Devildom, it's like, "Hey! When I die, you get this!" Or is it instantaneous, or maybe it's a myth?

If it's like the first one, how do you think the brothers would react to an MC who summoned them to sell their soul before the exchange program? I can imagine some of them just thinking "Oh that's the human that sold their soul to me!" And the others are like "AH CRUD! ITS THAT HUMAN THAT SOLD THEIR SOUL TO ME WHAT ARE THEY DOING HERE????"

Hmm from the stories I've read, usually the demon has to fulfill a wish to get the human's soul. It may be instantly after the wish has been fulfilled or the demon has done his part of the deal or after the human's timely death.

Given that Diavolo leads a pacifist regime seeking harmony between all three realms, I'm sure these demons don't mind waiting till the end of the human's life to collect their souls. Because there is honestly no rush and no neccesity.

So honestly I think it's most likely to be the first one. And that's what we're going with!

"You, Again?"

Seriously what were the odds? It was a miracle the summoning even worked. And the demon was even nice enough to wait until your destined death, to collect your soul.

And now you are suddenly in Hell, ah no, Devildom, is what they call it. The underworld crawling with demons.

The Prince stands handsome and tall, before you, as he introduces you to everyone. And you recognise one of the faces. And of course, he knows you too.

You guys have met before. And it's not once upon a dream.

You nod and smile awkwardly, wondering the correct formalities of demon and human greetings.

'"Nice to see you again..."

"...Lucifer."

He was involved in the choosing process. He already knows it's you. Why do you think it was a successful summoning?

"Likewise, MC. I hope you're doing well." He says with his usual polite smile. "I hope you're satisfied with my end of the deal."

"Well, to be honest, when I asked you to help me to escape and find a new life...I'd think it would be to another continent, not another realm altogether." You said, sheepishly.

"You being here will serve my purpose as well as yours, I donot think I'll be requiring your soul as payment either. So it's mutually beneficial." He answers.

"Woah...I thought you stopped doing deals ages ago?" Mammon quirked an eyebrow.

"I know what it's like to want to escape a controlling father. So I conceded." Lucifer answered. "Welcome to Devildom, MC."

"...Mammon."

"WHA-What the hell are ya doing here?! Did you die?! Did they get you? Why didn't ya call me?" Mammon stared wide-eyed.

"Oh no, I'm quite alive." You laughed. "I'm the new exchange student. And I think you're in charge of me?" You said.

"Well guess I'll just be fulfilling our deal right here then. Easier for me, not having to travel between realms to protect ya." He smiled.

"Guess it is. I feel safer already after seeing a familiar face, thank you Mammon." You smiled. "And thank you for all the other times too."

"You're telling he actually did show up to save you when you called? I find it hard to believe." Asmo scoffed.

"No worries. Also, if you do me some favors, and hide me or my stuff from Lucifer, time to time, my deal is for free." Mammon grinned, elbowing Asmo.

"...Leviathan."

"GAMERDRAGON237?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOWN HERE?!" Levi looked absolutely estatic, almost dropping his DDD.

"I had no idea I'd run into you here! Ah I wish I was told before I was teleported, I left all my gaming stuff back home." You frowned in mock disappointment.

"That's okay, my gaming equipment is way more advanced, you're going to love all the games here. Come on I'll show you!" Levi took you by the hand and dragged you away.

"So that's the same MC Levi has been gaming with and talking to all night. The same lonely one who traded their soul for a gaming partner." Mammon facepalmed. "Now there's two of them."

"....Satan."

Satan's expression changed from shock, to concern to delight in a matter of seconds. "Well, MC you just keep suprising me."

"Only pleasant surprises I hope. Can I assume our deal is still on?" You said, hopefully.

"Of course it's still on." He stated before turning to his brothers, "MC is the human I was telling you about, the one who almost sold their soul to read books humanity lost in the past."

"Yes but Satan was kind enough to give me them in return for weekly book exchanges. Speaking of books...can I finally see that big library you told me so much about?"

Satan was downright whipped. "As soon as you get settled in. I'll take you as soon as tomorrow, come see our dorm library first. Excuse us, lord Diavolo." He said before whisking you away.

"...Asmodeus."

"OH MY! IF IT ISN'T MY DARLING MC!" Asmo didn't hesitate to rush in and embrace you. "I didn't think I'd get to see you this soon!"

"Always a pleasure to meet you, Asmo." You kissed him on the cheek, as if by habit. "Your gifts worked well on me."

He kissed you right back. "Look at your cheeks so soft and bouncy! I'm glad you're finally taking care of yourself."

"These are your brothers you told me about?" You asked, looking around.

"Yes, doesn't look like it right? Look at all that oily skin and unexfoliated pores! The rest of you could learn a thing or two from my human!" Asmo huffed. "They were ready to sell their soul for custom made self care products!"

"So that's why Solomon has double requests than usual." Satan facepalmed.

"...Beelzebub."

"MC...why are you here?" Beel looked absolutely devasted, moving forward. "I made sure to put out enough food for you...did something happen?"

"Oh don't worry, Beel. I'm okay." You rubbed his arm to comfort him. "And thank you for the food, we always have more than enough."

"You look healthier than before." Beel smiled. "I'm glad to have you down here with my brothers. And we have plenty of food down here, you won't have to go hungry again."

"Wait, is that why the fridge is being emptied faster than usual?!" Levi scratched his head. "You made a deal with a human?"

You spoke up, "I wouldn't call it a deal really. A few years ago, I called upon him and asked that my family never goes hungry. He just agreed and didn't ask for anything back."

"...Belphegor?"

You didn't meet him with the rest of the brothers. You saw him up in the attic, the first time you went up there.

Belphegor stared at you wide-eyed. Then he started cackling like a hyena. "Of all the billion people in the world, it was YOU! IT'S YOU! I can't believe this!"

"Belphie...it's been years..." You said, putting your hands on the bars.

"How are your night terrors, MC? No more sleep paralysis either, right?" He asked, slowly walking upto you, a nasty grin on his face.

"They are all gone. Thank you for that." You tried to smile but you felt a cold chill down your spine. "But Belphie...why are you locked in here..."

"Do you remember what you told me the night you summoned me? Right before I left?" He asked.

"Yeah I said I'll pay back your deal whenever you wanted. How can I help?" You asked.

"...I'll need your help getting out of here." Belphie leaned in, "I have a plan and I need you to follow it to the T. Is that understood? Go to bed now, and meet me up here every Monday and Wednesday night."

"Understood. Anything you need." You nodded and left. Belphie smirked again and slightly shook his head, talking to himself.

"Good thing I didn't kill you that time, MC. I had a feeling you'd be of good use to me."

[dtownsuga]

silent black keys

deaf composer! yoongi x librarian! y/n

genre; calling all soft yoongi community, angst, angst, maybe one more angst, sprinkle of fluff, maybe lots of fluff

warning; will be added as story progresses.

read chapter II

Sometimes people forget. They forget where they last put their wallets. They forget important appointments. They forget their glasses were right above their heads the whole time. They forget that the black keys of the piano also make music.

I am one of those black keys, before I met him. A boy, who screamed the loudest and heard the deepest.

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chapter I

You hate weekends. Not only because the public library is so crowded on Saturday and Sunday, but also because Kim Taehyung, the only person who works the same shift as you, has decided to call out of work for who he called the love of his life. Although it was crowded, the library has always remained silent. You love it. It was the amount of people queueing up to check out their books that make you internally cursed at Taehyung for taking a day off.

Tuition fees and bills are the reason why you’re working in three different libraries at the same time, but this place has made you grow accustom to the silence it could offer. The most you can hear is people whispering to each other, well, of course sometimes there will be troublemaker but nothing has been that severe. Although you are not a reader yourself, you enjoy looking at people’s changing expressions while they turned the book to the next page. In weekends however, you are less observant because you’ll be standing the whole day, scanning barcodes and smiling at people.

“Next,” you said almost whispering, while smiling to the little boy on the queue.

“Can you make that one month?” a taller woman whispered back to you, very beautiful. You nodded your head in return.

“Please make sure you return it before this date, okay?” you handed the book to the little boy and you swear it’s the cutest giggles you’ve ever heard.

“Next,” probably the 60th time today. No one approaches your desk. You thought your voice is too soft to the point the next person on the queue couldn’t hear you. “Next,” you tried again, louder. Still, no one. You looked at the queue and see a man tapping on the shoulder of the person in front of him, probably telling him it’s his turn.

The man’s eyes widen, probably shock from the sudden touch of the man behind him. Your lips curls up into a little smile when you see him bowing several times and mouthing sorry before he walks towards you. The black-haired man puts 6 books on your desk and you scan all of them, wondering how he’s going to read all of these in three months, probably, because it’s the maximum time given.

“So, how many months do you want it to be, erm, Yoongi?” his name was written on his library card. You were answered with silence instead. Why the fuck is he not talking to me?

You watched as the eyes of the petite man were busy looking around the main door, seems like he is trying to find for someone, panicking at the same time. It was even clearer when his breath becomes unsteady, and his cheeks flushing red, clearly panicking.

You donot want to be impatient, but clearly the man waiting on the line will. “I’m sorry sir, but, how many months do you want it to be? I need-“ you repeated, trying to get back his attention, but the young man suddenly cut you mid-sentence, holding the book and pointing at the date columns, indicating the length of lending time he could get. You nodded to his gestures. You almost forgot his name by the time he shows you a peace sign with his fingers, two months?

“Two months?” and you see his face lights up with happiness while nodding furiously. You also do not miss the moment when he found the person he’s looking for a while ago, standing near the exit, and making a short-weird hand gestures. Guessing from his height and appearance the man must be several years older than the man in front of you. You do not know the details but what you remember is the young man walking away with 5 books cuddled on his chest, walking to the taller man near the exit.

The next customer is quick, with one week lending time and a children story book. When another “next” almost comes up from your mouth, you see a seemingly familiar book near the counter. Ah, Yoongi’s. You look at the queue, three people were waiting. When you pick up the book from your desk and told them to wait for a while because someone left a book behind, you only received smiles and nods from the three of them.

You spend no time and run to the exit. You have only served on customer, maybe the man will still be there. You don’t know why but something inside you really wanted him to have this book because he went through such a hard time just to borrow those 6 books.

You looked around the bench in front of the library and when you couldn’t find him you ran to the parking lot, hoping the man is there. It’s probably the best moment in your life when you see him under tree, alone.

“Yoongi!” you call his name, and as usual, no answer. You walk closer towards him, and run with the energy you have left when you see him get into a car. You manage to stop them from driving away when the taller man on the driver seat notices you waving at them. He stops the car and comes out from the car, Yoongi follows.

“I’m sorry miss, are you waving at us?” he asked. God, his voice is soothing, almost sounds like lullaby.

“Ah, yes. He left the book near the counter,” you hand the book to the taller man. You see Yoongi running back to the car, and open the backseat door, before running back to you. He gives the taller man a nod. Ah, he’s checking whether it’s his book or not.

“I’m sorry you need to come all this way to give this to us. You didn’t need to, we can go back anytime to pick it up,” the taller one said while handing the book to Yoongi. You could see how his cheeks are once again, showing shades of pink.

Yoongi suddenly brings his hand to the air and makes several signs. You almost miss them when the taller man replies him with more signs, very quickly.

“He said thank you and you must be running from the library,” oh, oh, of course. Y/n, sometimes I’m amazed on how stupid you could be.

“And I am Namjoon, and this is, as what you’ve known, Yoongi,” the taller man, now Namjoon, continues talking.

You don’t know why but your body moves on its own when you know Namjoon and Yoongi are communicating with sign language. It finally hits that Yoongi has hearing disability, when you sign out Hello, I’m Y/n with your finger, remembering the sign language class you took last year.

You could see how Yoongi stops breathing for a few seconds when you replied him with sign language. His eyes shape crescent moon as he signs back to you. Hello, Y/n. I’m Min Yoongi. You are proud because you could get everything he signs, but when Yoongi continues signing, you couldn’t help but hold the embarrassment for being proud early.

“I’m sorry I only know basics,” you said, eyeing Namjoon who’s now chuckling. Namjoon signs to Yoongi what you expected was the sentence you’ve said. Yoongi smiles at you before signing back to Namjoon.

“He said, your name is beautiful and he would love to talk more with you,” it was your turn now, face flushing red and awkward gestures.

“Can you tell him I would want to talk to him too?” Yoongi looks at him and Namjoon quickly signed back to Yoongi.

“I’ll be back again next Saturday,” Namjoon said as Yoongi signs, and you nod at him with a silly smile, you hope it doesn’t scare him.

Reality hits you back only when you heard the library’s bell ringing. Fuck, the queue.

“I guess that’s your call, y/n,” You nodded not wanting to leave just yet. Yoongi signs a goodbye and you replied him with an appropriate goodbye, something you remembered from the lesson.

You couldn’t help but smile to yourself while walking away, hoping that next weekend shall come tomorrow. You turned back, and Namjoon and Yoongi have not left yet. You signed them another goodbye before running back to the library.

You took out your phone from your back pocket and called Taehyung. After the third ring, he picks up.

“I know you’re probably sucking his dick but, Tae, can you teach me sign language?”

“What the fuck was that?”

“And also, can you call out of work again next weekend?”

“Now, Y/n, explain yourself because something, something should have happened.”

“I might or might not have met someone,” you said while opening the door of the library.

“And?”

“And I need a little bit of work to start a conversation or talk to him,” you added, hoping that Taehyung will just say a yes.

“And?”

“And I fucking need your help, best friend.”

“Well, you have my full support, y/n,” he replied sarcastically on the other end, but you could hear his small chuckles.

Maybe, weekend is not that bad; and maybe, Taehyung is not the shittiest.

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Hello everyone! I’m sorry about the sudden hiatus, but I’ll start to write again, slowly. This is something I write when I have time during my time off, and I hope you like it! I’ll still continue white gown, don’t worry. Until then, see you💓

also, i purple you.

i write sometimes;

[itspixelberrychoicestime]

A Date with a Ghost part. 5

Book(s): The Freshmore Series x Haunting of Braidwood Manor

Summary: After My Classmate’s (Ghostly) Girlfriend, Hannah (HOBM MC) and Eleanor decided to have a double date with Kaitlyn and Emily (TF MC). And things get weird.| It’s the day after the date, and there’s some things that aren’t in the clear.

Rating: T

Genre: Crossover

Paring(s): Kaitlyn x TF MC, Eleanor x HOBM MC

Tags: @kennaxval @almogchoices @jbzxls @brooke-1515 @mfackenthal @helentwombly

Notes: PLEASE COMMENT/ REBLOG/ DM ME IF YOU WANT TO BE TAGGED IN FUTURE STORIES!!

Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 (You are here!), 6, 7

Kaitlyn woke up to have Emily in her arms. She smiled and kissed her forehead, and moved of out her bed, making sure Emily wouldn’t wake up. She was naked from the night before and took out a fresh pair of undergarments and clothes from her drawers. After getting dressed, she got out of her room and closed the door behind her.

Despite the great sex they had, Kaitlyn hated it when things don’t go out her way. The song was overdue and the Battle of the Bands was still weeks away, so she kicked herself for not finishing something she was good at.

She was sitting in the kitchen table eating cereal and spotted Zack coming downstairs. 

“Morning.” Zack said before he went to the fridge to take out a gallon of orange juice.

Kaitlyn mumbled a “Good Morning.” Zack raised in eyebrow and said, ”What’s up? Was the date that bad?”

Kaitlyn sighed. “No, it was fine. It’s the song.” 

Zack sat across from her. He poured his drink to a cup. “You still haven’t finished it?”

She shook her head. “This is so stupid, I usually get these finished before we have band rehearsals and poof! I got nothing today.” She banged her head against the table.

Zack chuckled. “Take my advice, doing that doesn’t work.”

Kaitlyn flipped him off. “Shut up!” Zack laughed.

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Hannah drank her second cup of coffee. Last night wasn’t great after the nightmares Eleanor was getting. She kept jumping from their bed and was crying profusely. Hannah had to comfort her to sleep until it happened again and again throughout the night.

Eleanor was now sleeping. Hannah felt awful about her girlfriend not being okay. She looked at her phone and it read 7:20 AM. 

She was grateful it was a Saturday, so no classes until Monday. She went to their room to get her clothes and towel to go shower.

Even showering, the time of being able to not worry about anything, Hannah was still concern about her. She thought to herself loudly, “What am I gonna do?”

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Kaitlyn went to her room to find Emily not there.

“She’s probably in her room.” She thought. She grabbed her guitar from her case and went downstairs. She went to the house’s gazebo to set up band rehearsal.

Half an hour later, Amara, Anissa and Rachel showed up.

“So Kait, where’s the song you write from your genius brain?” Rachel asked.

Kaitlyn shrugged.

The other girls looked at each other with a confused look.

“What’s up?” Amara asked her.

“I didn’t get to finish the song.” Kaitlyn muttered. She hung her head in shame.

The girls didn’t have anything to say. Kaitlyn spoke up. “Look, I know I wasn’t suppose to finish it, but this entire week I was on a roll, but now I got nothing .”

Anissa gave her a comfort hand on the shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. We know the whole house situation, so it’s okay if you gave yourself a break.”

Kaitlyn frowned, “But I didn’t! I know the house is a big deal, but the Battle of the Bands is important to me too.”

The other girls stood quiet until Kaitlyn grabbed her guitar. She sighed, “Let’s start practicing.”

The girls assembled to position and did their soundcheck. Amara started counting off. “ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!”

After rehearsal, the three girls left at around 2 PM. Kaitlyn got inside the house to try more attempts.

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Eleanor isn’t how you call tech- savvy. She could barely use a microwave and at least know how to use a phone and doesn’t know how to text without getting frustrated. That wasn’t a problem though as Eleanor pretty much resided in Hannah’s dorm while her girlfriend’s in class. However, Eleanor had to find a way to communicate with Hannah by using her old phone. The screen was cracked but not to the point she’s unable to use it at all, but Eleanor was still grateful. The old phone still has some contacts, one of them being Kaitlyn, which had the called id as “Kaitlyn from Anthro.” 

She hesitated to message Kaitlyn. Hannah by then was taking a nap after her shower and Eleanor looked over her shoulder to see her. Eleanor unlocked the phone and went to the messaging app to find old text from others she didn’t know about. When she found Kaitlyn’s tread, she was thinking about to write.

Eleanor bit her lip and typed the letters one by one. It took her at best ten minutes to get one sentence. She had meant to write: “Kaitlyn, this is Eleanor. There’s something I need to talk to you and Emily about.”

Instead the text was: “KiAtlyn, tis is EllA nor. Ther’S SomThIng I neded to talk to youansd Emily abot.

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 Kaitlyn was strumming her guitar as she was figuring out the chorus.

See you in my dreams, Feel you in the dark, Loving you everywhere.

“No...” She scribbled off the last line from her notes. 

She did it again.

See you in my dreams, Feel you in the dark, Touching every inch.

“Goddammit!” She aggressively crossed the other line. 

She got a “ding!” sound from her phone. She picked it up and read the text. She raised her eyebrows. It took her a moment for get what the text is about.

Kaitlyn: Sure! What’s up?

Eleanor: I donot tHin K it IS approprIAte fo me to tel YOu ovE the phOn,

Kaitlyn: That’s fine. You wanna hang talk about this in person?

Eleanor: YeS.

Kaitlyn wondered what was she talking about. She texted Emily.

Kaitlyn: Hey babe, Eleanor just texted me telling me that she needs to talk about something...?

Emily: ?

Kaitlyn: I thought that too, but I think this is serious

Emily: Maybe it’s about her and Hannah?

Kaitlyn: Nah, there’s no way anything is happening between them. They didn’t give me that vibe yesterday.

Ding!  Kaitlyn got Eleanor’s text, which read:

CO uld Yuo meeT mE at BRaidwood Manor? 

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Eleanor bit the fingernail of her thumb. She shook her leg of nervousness as she waited mere minutes of Kaityln’s reply.

Hannah woke up and saw her girlfriend doing something.

“El?”

Eleanor turned around with the phone in hand.

“-Wait, are you texting someone?”

Ding! Eleanor looked at the text.

Kaitlyn: Sure! When?

Hannah asked, “Who’re you talk to?”

“Um, no one...”

“El, you can tell me anything.”

Eleanor took a deep breath. “I don’t want you to be mad.”

“There’s no way I could be mad.”

“Very well... I was messaging Kaitlyn.”

“How did you get-?”

“You still had her number on your old phone.” Eleanor answered. “I asked her if we could meet up in the manor.”

“What?” Hannah asked, confused.

Eleanor raised her hand in defense. “I could explain! You know those dreams I’ve been getting from last night?”

With a solemn look, Hannah nodded. “Well, yeah.”

“Well, those dreams were memories. About my old life.”

“About how you and your brothers and sister-”

A pained looked ran across Eleanor’s face. Hannah apologized. Eleanor nodded. “I think they’re a sign.”

Hannah wrapped her arms around her. “I know what you mean.”

Eleanor began to cry. “Why does this have to happen to me?”

“I don’t know... But if you think it’s a good idea to do this, I’ll be right there by your side. May I...?” Hannah signaled to grabbed Eleanor’s phone. Eleanor gave it to her and read the last text Kaitlyn sent.

“The choice is yours, what day is good for you?”

Eleanor bit her lip and took the phone. She typed in and sent the text.

“TOmor Row after noon.”

[books-and-catears]

Monster hunter!mc is killing me I love it so much. Solomon abusing their ability to beat the shit out of demons to acquire more pacts. Honestly Belphie should be glad he's locked in the attic. He won't have to worry about getting his ass kicked by some "pathetic" human.

Luke is out there cheering this human on.

What an amazing addition oh my god! Must write immediately! Thank you!

MC arriving in Purgatory Hall

Simeon: Why hello there!

Solomon: Ah you're the new exchange student who has all these demons so frantic?

MC: One of you isn't human. But your aura is quite different from the demons.

Simeon: Ah I hope so, cause I'm an angel you see.

MC: Ah you're not dangerous. Nice to meet you. And you... you're human, but there's something off.

Solomon: Well I am older than an average human, I suppose.

MC: How much older?

Solomon: Uh..not much. Just a few thousand years, give or take.

MC: ......

Luke: *walks in* Guys come see, there's a bunch of demons with broken limbs. They were following me for a while and then out of nowhere there was this human- oh it's you again!

MC: You're the non human from before. And you're not a monster. In fact, you are the opposite of a monster.

Luke: I'm an angel, just like Simeon over there! So um...thank you for saving me back there. Would you like some tea and cakes? I made them myself.

MC: *nods* Tea and cakes sound nice. Thank you.

Luke: Okay we'll bring them right out. Simeon a little help?

Simeon: Make yourself comfortable. Also you have my gratitude for looking out for Luke.

MC: The innocent must be protected. That's why my Nana taught me to hunt monsters. So innocent don't get hurt.

Simeon: You'd make a good archangel. I'll go bring that tea now. *Leaves*

Solomon: So what do you think of your fellow exchange students?

MC: I like those two. Their aura is calming. Especially the little one.

Solomon: What about me?

MC: You are strange but not bad. But you look like you want to ask something. What is it?

Solomon: Wow you could tell that just from looking at me?

MC: Been around too many people. I know too many things.

Solomon: You don't seem to like hurting people. You beat up those heavy looking demons but you're not exactly celebrating your victory.

MC: Killing is a last resort. Nana told me killing dirties the soul. First protect, then defeat if they don't give up then kill. And also, there's too many of them. Too many monsters. Too many to kill.

Solomon: You know...there is a way control these demons. Make them harmless in a way. So you won't be needing to kill anyone.

MC: ...that would be good.

Solomon: Let's work out a deal then, shall we?

Meanwhile in the HOL attic,

Belphie: What's all this commotion? I can usually never hear what's going on outside...

Belphie: *presses his ear to the outer walls*

"...We are initiating the lock down now. Please if you see a feral human running around, donot provoke them. Simply run from the scene into the safe space and contact us with the location."

Belphie: Isn't that...Barbatos?! What did he say? A feral HUMAN?!