#at least its kind of an ena song this time

[chisatowo]

Killing and maiming. I need to stop finding unit swap 25ji songs this is getting ridiculous

[twiishaa]

OOMFIEEE CONGRATS ON 100 FOLLOWERS YOU DESERVE A BILLIOM MOREEEE CAN I REQUEST A ROMCOM MOVIE A MIDNIGHT FEAST AND THE KARAOKE SONG DAYDREAM - ENHYPEN W AKITO????? I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCHHHH <33

! 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 twisha’s 100 followers slumber party ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ — it’s my love, daydream

akito shinonome x reader, wc 604

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when it started was a blur.

it was probably when your brother, toya, forgot something at home so obviously, as the nice sister you are, went to drop it off for him, which was probably the first time you saw akito. after that, you began to see him more and more often, it was like a sign from the gods— divine intervention, if you will. sometimes, when you came back from school, you’d see akito and your brother laughing in the living room; and every time, akito looked at you like he was studying, trying to memorise all your features; which always made you blush. there was something between the two of you, you could tell and you knew he could tell, too, but since the two of you never got to talk alone, it was never mentioned.

it felt like some kind of distorted daydream, until one day; the simmering pot boiled over.

it was close to midnight, your parents were away and your brother was spending the night at the tenmas’ house. suddenly, you heard the door knock. at least they were considerate enough to not ring the doorbell so late, you thought to yourself as you walked to the door. to your surprise, it was your brother’s best friend, akito, obviously out of breath. his hair was slightly messy, and he was using the doorframe as support as he caught his breath again. your heartbeat sped up a little at the sight— you’d never seen akito like this, let alone this late at night.

you quickly regained your composure. “hi shinonome! come on in, it’s cold outside,”

you closed the door.

“thanks,” he was still out of breath.

“you can call me akito, by the way. ena’s having some kind of girls night at our house. is toya around?” he asked, looking around.

“oh- no, toya’s at the tenma’s.”

akito did a double take. “toya’s with that guy? what the heck?”

you giggled a little. “they’re childhood friends!”

“oh.” he got ready to leave, walking to the front door.

“oh, no! no, you can stay if you want,” you said in a hurry.

“i don’t wanna like, keep you up or something,”

“no honestly! it’s fine, let’s go to my room!” you replied, beginning to skip to your room. akito followed behind you.

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akito had never been to your room before, which was surprising, considering the countless times he had been here before. outside, the moon was shining, its lunar light flooding into your room.

after closing the door, you sat down on the bed next to him.

“i’m feeling a bit embarrassed now, since you know, i’m wearing pyjamas and you’re like… properly dressed,” his eyes roamed your figure— you hoped he couldn’t see the heat rising to your cheeks.

“you still look cute,” akito mumbled, leaning on the wall next to the bed.

your head whipped round to look at him, when you found that he was already looking at you.

he could definitely see you blushing now.

“you think i’m cute?”

akito shrugged. “i mean, yeah,”

after that it went silent; the tension in the air was palpable. akito’s dark, hazel eyes bored into yours. you knew what he was thinking. the two of you stayed like that for a while, before akito whispered into the silence,

“can i kiss you?” you didn’t give him a verbal answer, just a nod; with that, he closed the distance between you.

when it started was a blur, but all of a sudden it was the middle of the night and you were kissing akito. breathless you pulled away, still keeping eye contact.

“you should stay the night.”

note sorry it’s late ml and sorry it’s a bit short i lost all ideas but it was super fun to do it based off a song!! love you all <33

[guppybibi]

whats goody gang i have a really stupid request um. imagine akito x reader except its Wow like that really bad 3racha song (I've listened to it too much its so bad yet so good) minus all the innapropriate-ish lines

this would be so silly like imagine akito pulling up to reader like "you could be fiona today, I'll be shrek 🤫🧏‍♀️" and the worst part is that they still fall for that loser 🤢

maybe reader is a bit older than akito too like in wow so akito can quote the iconic "jeogiyo noona hokshi namjachingu isseoyo" (but maybe the Japanese version of that.)

ty i love your writing 😚😚😚

𖦹 pairing: Akito Shinonome x implied fem!reader

𖦹 content: In which Akito tries out some pick up lines but he has L rizz ffrfr

𖦹 notes: HAUHAUAHUA thank uu for this !! i believe in no game Akito, we all say in unison. This was actually really hard to write. I had to put my phone down multiple times. also not proofread btw, really busy..

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The two words, ‘Wow, damn..’ were the only ones that managed to slip out of Akito’s mouth as he saw you step into their home, following his sister like you were some obedient little duckling. It wasn't your first time here actually, you've been hanging out with Ena for quite a while now. It's just Akito’s first time actually stepping outside his room, but he didn't know you looked this jaw dropping and show stopping! If he was aware of it, he’d have gotten to you a lot earlier.

“Akito! What are you staring at?!” Ena asks, a skeptical glare towards her brother. “If you're going to take a shine to my friend then at least fix yourself up!” She scolds with a condescending tone, hey–she wasn't doing this to be mean. Her brother really needs help with his love life ya know, he needs as much tips as possible..The ginger looks down at himself, glaring right back at his older sister. Was this some kind of sibling telepathy she didn't know of? The clothes he had on were ferocious, Ena’s eyes felt like they were burning. A random band t-shirt paired with some plaid pajama pants, the brown hair girl tried her damn hardest not to gag right now. But one blink and you’re already right beside Akito, towering over him.

He gulps, his face growing red like he's burning at stake. You seemed a lot prettier up close, but his heart couldn't handle this! It felt like he could die of cardiac arrest at any moment, he still had songs to perform with his group. Not yet, don't die! “You okay? My name’s Y/N, it's nice to meet you!” You stick out your hand, anticipating a shake back. Your hands look so soft and delicate, what if he scratched them with his rough and calloused fingers? Still it's rude to just..keep you hanging there. He takes your hand into his, despite being shorter than you his hand was a lot bigger..He didn't wanna move right now, feeling like he was in some kind of romance manga.

“A-Akito, the name’s Akito..” He stutters, cursing himself internally as he scrambles his words. “I know, Ena told me. Plus I see you ‘round campus anyway.” You smile at him, making him all flustered. Feeling like a flutter of butterflies were just released into his stomach, if it was possible; he would've had heart eyes right now.

And that's how all of this shenanigans started, it started off small, until it started snowballing. First, it began with Akito simply tagging along with you and Ena’s hangouts. Whether it be at the mall or going for a jog on Scramble Crossing. The boy took note of a lot of things about you, the way you’d go over to a bush and pluck a flower (If it was allowed, you’d do no such crime) to sniff it, knowing fully well you were allergic to pollen. If it wasn’t you doing it he’d probably think it was stupid but it’s you so you’re excused. Akito is cursed with a resting bitch face but not when you're around, even if he has a bad day you always manage to make him at least smirk.

But soon it turned not so simple, well to be honest nothing really changed. Aside from the fact you started to actually like him. It felt weird, developing a crush on your friend's younger immature brother. But there was something about him, was it the way he remembers and takes down everything about you? No, it wasn't that, even Ena could do that. Was it his appearance, maybe his ginger hair that was so different from his sister? It wasn't that either, so what was it? As embarrassing it was to say, it was his pickup lines..

It was stupid to begin with, the way he’d end every cheesy line with a wink caught your eye. It got progressively stupider day by day, the most memorable one so far being this. “Hey Y/N, do ya think ya could make me some coffee as sweet as ya?” He asks, leaning over the counter with his hand on his chin. He bats his eyelashes dreamily, an attempt to do it at least, he looked like something got stuck in his eye. “Sure!” You reply, grabbing a cup as he thanks you. He does choke on his own spit when he sees you pour in a bunch of sugar, fortunately only filling the cup halfway. He gulps, praying for his health. Yep, he was still going to drink this. You went out of your way to make this for him, there's no way he’d miss drinking some coffee made by you specifically. “Thanks Y/N.” His voice cracks as he grabs the glass of coffee from you, mentally doing the sign of the cross.

He puked in the bathroom when you left, Ena saw him but he managed to keep her mouth shut by bribing her. Yeah..that week of chores won't be fun. But if that's what it took to perhaps catch your heart into the net he was holding out to you, he’d do it.

Oh but the pickup lines just get stranger and stranger, yet this one takes the cake..The three of you were having a movie night, and you chose to watch Shrek because..why not honestly? It was all going fine, everyone was all comfy and cozy while Ena went to the kitchen to mix up some popcorn. It was just you and Akito there, the movie paused at the intro since Ena would start yelling at you both if you started without her. Ena planned to sit in the middle of the couch, with you on her left and Akito on her right. Simple enough instructions but Akito schooches over to you, his smirk saying something along the lines of “I got an idea..”.

“Y/N..would you be Fiona to my Shrek?” The worst part about it is how serious he seemed to be, no actually–you laughing at it had to be the worse part. It caught you by surprise, it came out of nowhere like a wild animal lurking in the bushes. “Yes! I’ll be your Fiona!” You snort, trying not to pee yourself as the cringe line echoed through the valleys of your mind. Akito was laughing now too, not expecting it to actually work.

What the two of you didn't know though, was that Ena was watching the both of you silently. Trying to stifle giggles, ashamed that she found something as cheesy as that funny.

It's stupid, but you two make it work anyways.

[prsk-krow]

(Overworked Niigo x Reader)

What do you do when you want to help a team who’s been pretty burnt out over their last couple of songs?

A good relaxing game of Mario Party of course!

(Or any party game in general, if that’s okay with you.)

First request answered in like... 3 months? I am so sorry, but I hope that whoever this anon is, they can see this. -.- Also, time for a few format additions...

{Niigo and Mario party!}

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Kanade Yoisaki

)─── ･ ｡ﾟ*.☽ .* •ﾟ. ───(

Kanade is surprisingly calm playing any games outside from horror, and she is rarely taunted by the enraging side of competitive luck based ones like Mario party. If Mafuyu wasn't there, she'd probably be the most calm!

She is a follower of the 'its just a game' mentality, and that just makes it harder to get her to react strongly to anything this game can throw at her! That does diminish the excitement though...

That being said, the kindness of her words and actions, no matter outside the game or not, makes it hard for anyone to target her as a victim of mini games or thefts! She's just too nice to take advantage of!

But if anyone does, they better be ready for the others to gang up on whoever tries to ruin the soft angel's plans! Especially with players like the artist and the video editor! How dare they!

"A-ah, wait, you don't really need to steal from them that much... I understand that they did the same to me, but isn't that how you play this game? ... Because it's me? I'm sorry, I don't think I get it..."

In the end, the composer is one of the players that wins the most, mainly because everyone almost always stays out of her way, and only luck can decide if she wins or not! Without the interference of others, it's not hard to see her winning games!

Mafuyu Asahina

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The one that never reacts to anything. Not just because she has a resistance, but because she doesn't understand the point of a luck based game. Fun? What's that?

She especially has problems thinking about why this game makes it so easy to let your plans and strategies come tumbling down, be that because of luck or someone else's actions.

The realization of the nature of a troll game never really sets in, and she mostly just plays to try to win, even with all of the signs of a casual game to just mess with your friends. Yeah, Mafuyu doesn't get the vibe...

Eventually, she decides to just opt out and watch, which is a decision that will become pretty frequently in these game nights. Maybe try to get her to play less rng based games next time?

"So, it just changes your position with another player you can't even choose? That's stupid. It's low price, but i don't see why you would even bother in the first place. Am I ruining the mood? Oh. I still don't get it."

When she does play, she does a pretty good job ending in 2nd or 1st, but without her on the playing board, nothing can really be predicted. At least she gives advice whenever they ask for their opinion...?

Ena Shinonome

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The worst rager. By far. Ena already gets angry at two of her partners, so at a game that has a history of destroying friendships with pure luck? Yeah she'll be screaming at the screen sooner than later.

At first she is fooled by the friendly and lightheaded looks of the game, and assumes that this is just going to be relaxing and enjoyable! Boy is she wrong.

The moment she realizes just how bad this game gets is when she first misses her star because of a bad roll, and then all of the wonder she had for this game is immediately gone, vanishing in the wind.

She will get angry at this game, at its luck based strategies, at its seemingly random and confusing mini games, at the thieves of coins and stars. Combined with the fact that she just wanted a normal game to wind down from work, and...

"Oh, COME ON!! A one?? Really? As soon as I'm about to turn things around and create an opportunity to win this game refuses to give it to me?? What is this, a psychological experiment??"

Her placements are never the same, sometimes she does luck out and wins, sometimes she loses by a few coins. The worst thing is that no matter what, she'll always be just a tad bit away from a different placement...

Mizuki Akiyama

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The worst(Best?) troll. They get so much enjoyment out of messing with their dear artist friend, so making them play a game that's meant to infuriate the ones playing them is like their home turf.

As soon as they play the first turn they immediately understand and synchronize with the game. The luck, the unfairness, everything! It all clicks at once, and the grin that appears on their face already spells danger...

It won't take long for them to start creating strategies and using items not to win, but instead to screw with the others! Especially Ena. Actually, screw with only Ena, probably.

Why? Well, the composer is too sweet, and the lyrics writer probably wouldn't even react, so that leaves only one person left to mess with throughout the entire game!

"Oh, whoops! Looks like that star is going somewhere else! Hehe, a bit too late there, huh Ena?? Aww, don't get so mad! As Mafuyu says, it's just a game, isn't it?? Hehe, I can't get enough of your reactions! It's so much fun!"

They honestly couldn't care less about their actual placements! As long as they get to do some tomfoolery, they don't care about winning or losing a single bit!

[umbralundertaker]

Smello :^)

平安のエイリアン... Which apparently translates into 'Peaceful Alien'. This is one of the many songs on my Repeat playlist from Touhou- I'm addicted to the soundtrack as of now. And if you guys saw my post about how every single song I've ever heard was from Touhou, you bet that this is one of them. Galaxy Collapse is basically the song that got me into speedcore and breakcore, so learning that it's been from Touhou all along was mind-boggling. I usually prefer remixes compared to the actual OST because of the interesting but wonky soundfont that ZUN employs, but this one is just really fucking good on its own. That weird square-wavy bass guitar in the back really makes this whole piece and gives it a lot of dimension. The snare that ZUN loves to use in every song also lends to the feeling that you're fighting in the sky. Not to mention that the main motifs in this song really lean hard into the 'up and down the octave' type of motifs that serves as ZUNs trademark, and that's perfect for something that I can only assume is fighting an alien. Overall just a great song that I always listen to in full.

Scamming 1 by 1... Roblox Megalovania... uhh skip

しかばねの踊りby Kikuo, which translates into... Shikabane Dance? It certainly sounds like a dance track, which is interesting because from what I can tell it's in 4/4 the whole time. Every song of theirs is a banger, even their more forgettable ones. Really love the violin compared to the harsh sound of chains or something hitting the floor that serve as the backing track. Kikuo's instrumentals are endlessly creative and up there with the greats of Japanese electronic music, and Hatsune Miku's vocals always tie it all together.

Another Touhou track... this one a Jazz cover of Night of Nights. I'd skip game soundtracks and remixes in favor of actual music, but I'm listening to very little real music right now so we're stuck with this. Anyways, this one is absolutely fire I love it immensely. Higher tempo jazz is always so much better than slow, at least in my opinion. Though something that always jumps out at me is that there's far less freestyle in this than I'd expect out of a Jazz cover. The original Night of Nights actually fades out on a freestyle section, so the fact that this remix just... stops with a little trumpet hit? is really jarring every time. There's a cute little brass solo interspersed in the middle somewhere, which I do enjoy, but I don't really think it makes up for that missed opportunity. Still, I absolutely love this group, they make great Jazz

Omori- Metal Remix by J-Trigger. This one is GORGEOUS. This person has made a few other Omori metal remixes, and by God they're all amazing. He even did one for White Space! Which is just a 6 note loop!! But it was incredible and beautiful!!! Anyways I love the Omori soundtrack but the way this guy improves on it is just... something else. I don't know if he has original music but if he doesn't he should definitely get on that. I don't have much to say about the song itself because it's just so passionate and emotional. Just wonderful

Time Paradox - esquii. Yeah another Megalovania remix. Its fire though

Winner, Winner, What's Four Dinner Boys - Marina Hova. Now THIS is in actual banger, as in I can't not bob my head to it every time I listen. It's just really fucking good, I don't really have much to say about it. I love the Lisa soundtrack, and I love cowbell, and I love that stupid shrill voice synth that W2D wont stop using.

espial - Oliver Buckland. Yes I got it from Ena, what can I say it has a good soundtrack. Anyways this is a wonderfully calming song and features a very pretty piano. This song was kind of my gateway drug into ambient (which OP helped exacerbate. Peer pressure is a powerful thing). I don't have much to say except Please listen to it its good.

Necrofantasia - RichaadEB. I fucking love the Touhou soundtrack sorry guys. Richaad has some of the best metal covers around- and listening to his Touhou albums were one of the bigger factors that got me interested in Touhou. It also helps that the main motif is so beautiful it makes me tear up a little. I don't care that it's repetitive it's just really fucking good

輝く針の小��族 ~ Kobito of the Shining Needle. Now THIS is what I call a fucking SONG. None of that weak ass bullshit. This song is 85% build up and 15% drop but it's all worth it. ZUN has a masterful use of his soundfont here. Everything is in its proper place. Apparently this is from the 14th game (!!!) which. I certainly hope he has a better handle on his music by then. But I digress this is a fucking work of art. This is actually the song that, not single-handedly mind you, but was the needle that broke the camel's back and finally got me into Touhou. I heard this shit and dropped everything and downloaded Highly Responsive to Prayers the very next day.

Okay thats it bye bye

Stolen prompt: shuffle your likes or your favorite playlist and post the first ten tracks

I’m doing my on repeat playlist since I don’t trust my actual everything playlist…plus you gotta talk about the song and I can’t do that with the hundreds of random music I saved because I sort of liked it…

The Rain - Smash Into Pieces. One of the few vent songs I play when mommy issues flare up lol…also I always love songs that use the sun as a goal, to finally feel it after years of darkness and cold. It goes hard.

Dreams Without a Future - Sabled Sun. Beautiful piano but it’s the title that really punches me. I can’t articulate it. Just let it sink in. Dreams without a future, hopes with no hope, yearning for what is forever out of reach. Consider that the song is part of a project about a dying, overindustrilaized earth and…

The Blood is Art - Pastelle. This is one of my main ship songs uhhhh so to spare everyone…I really enjoy the singer’s voice, she nails the ethereal and angelic, and hearing it with such angry lyrics and sharp turns in notes is really interesting. And I adore the ending, just haunting vocalizations that are seeped in regret and sorrow…

Pottle - Bengalfuel. For once I cannot wax poetic about an ambient song. It’s just really calming and relaxing, 10/10 noises.

Love You (When You’re a Mess) - Jadudah. found this song during a really lull era where I wasn’t finding any new good music so I became so obsessed. The guitar riffs go crazy. Also I found this song when I was first getting into my stupid ship so 😅

Island - Bengalfuel. This is from the same album as 4 so…still applies. Nice noises, I like it a lot more for having reverb and longer notes.

Wicked Game - Chris Isaak. Quintessential post-hang out song. I use it mainly to relax but still want something more song-like than ambient. Again, I love guitar, and the strumming in this is really something.

Your Eyes Open - Keane. Another thing I really love is unconventional instruments together. So I really enjoy how the piano is used alongside drums and vocals. And again, I really enjoy long notes which the vocals easily supply.

(I skipped a song because it was another BENGALFUEL ALBUM ONE) Into The Unknown - Starset. I actually used to hate this song haha. But then it grew on me. Did you know there’s piano in this too? You can only hear it with good headphones, buried in the chorus. But, starset has my favorite hard rock/metal guitar riffs, hence why they’re like…my #1 band. I paid $140 to get my albums signed 🤨

Secret of Life - Lord Huron. The chorus would help me reach like 20mph on my bike it went so hard. Also reminds me of one of my favorite OCs…I should really go back to writing…oh well.

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[mymarifae]

omg did you see the leaks?? They are adding my favorite song of all time 😭😭 also they announced on the 3rd year anniversary all of the characters will be graduating to the next grade, so lots of college prep stories are coming!

i have seen so many leaks help. which of the new songs is your favorite ?? also YEAH I HAVE BEEN. thinking about that. on one hand i am soooo glad like damn these kids have been in the same grade of high school for two years!!! get them out!!!!!!! (seriously i'm excited that this won't be a static story and that time will actually progress)

on the otherrrrrr hand i am so . hm. wondering what kind of emotional rollercoasters we'll be in for because. that will be rui, tsukasa, mafuyu, ena, shizuku, and airi's last year of high school. (i literally do not know what's going on with kanade's education she's an enigma to me. she doesn't count) wonderlands x showtime is already working HEAVILY with those "not all things can last, not even this, not even us" themes and i feel like rui and tsukasa's impending graduation will only exacerbate that. and for fuck's sake mizuki, oh my god... they're already like, expecting to be left behind and hated. they're the only first year in n25. how are they going to feel when the Reality of that sinks in. they're being left behind for reasons they didn't even consider... a little unsure of how it'll affect mmj, but i know it will be hard on them too.

and it goes further than just those inner group conflicts like. how are saki and toya going to cope with tsukasa's graduation? if he decides to go overseas to make it Big like nene wants to then... then. ? and akito and ena's relationship has its ups and downs, but at least she's a consistent somewhat comforting presence in the mess that is the shinonome household. is akito going to be Okay with just their dad because um i am imagining that ena is going to be OUT of there the second she gets the opportunity. shiho and shizuku ...?!?! i think more likely than not rui won't be interested in going off to college or making it Big or whatever like he'll probably stick with pxl and the wonder stage with emu and, for just one more year, nene. i hope to god he does solely because like mizuki is going to need him. if mafuyu becomes a doctor i will steal a vehicle and then drive it into a whole foods.

like it's so much more than just the college prep i'm going to explode. looking forward to the direction this game goes though i think :) the writing is generally pretty solid. so i think they will do a good job with this story about change and growing up and the beginnings of adulthood

[madman-and-daffodils]

11.11.2018  9.10 p.m.

Jerry died on the 26th of February, 2017 somewhere between 2.40 pm to 2.50 pm. We were supposed to write our board exams from March 1. I just completed my morning study and had my lunch. Exactly at 2.35 pm, I was recording this scene where quicksilver evacuates the students from Charles Xavier’s institute from X-Men: The Apocalypse. Somewhere between 2.37 to 2.40 pm, mom got a call from our relatives. I saw mom’s face go dull. My heart rate goes awry when this happens. Did someone die? And mom says, after much coercion that jerry is very ill and hasn’t eaten for almost two days. I thought they were just exaggerating. Jerry was always like that. Doesn’t eat much. In fact, she doesn’t even touch her food when her sons Mani and Subbu eat a part of it. I don’t know if it was some sort of etiquette it followed or it just wanted its sons to eat. Mom brushed it off too.  After ten minutes maybe, dad called my mom.

‘’Enna achu?” I asked my mom, my heart thumping.

“Poiduchu.”  She said.

“Enna?”

“Jerry. Jerry erandhurchu”

I have to admit something here. I am melodramatic when it comes to crying. You either hear no sound or the roof comes down. So, the roof did come down that day. At least, for me. Without much thought process.

So I started  screaming, crying, banging my hands on the wooden sides of the sofa I was sitting, hoping that some other sort of pain would help me get out of this nightmare.

“Epdi ma, epdi?”  I ask my mom, between my wails. “Therilaye. Died silently.”

I ran to my room.

A classic jerry. Silent ah, adhu paatuku, orama.

According to me, jerry was more human, than an animal to me. Trust me. This is not some cliché phrase people say about dogs. It was like, I related more to her than any other person in this world. It was never this jumpy, clingy, let me lick your face, I’ll sit on your lap and cuddle kind of dog. Whenever we visited our cousin’s place, all these three dogs (Mani, Subbu, and jerry) would come down the stairs so swiftly. Mani and Subbu would just pounce on us at once, trying to lick us, smell us. But then, jerry, this woman, would just stand there silently, give us a decent head rub on our legs and wag its tail. We used to give her our share of cuddles too and just go about it. Was it giving us our space, by staying back, letting us enjoy with Mani and Subbu or did it just know that it was no more the star dog of the family, though we loved it equally and respected it more for its calmness. Jerry was a very decent dog too. It usually got out of the hall and went to the porch when we sat for our lunch and dinner. Doesn’t, sorry, didn’t sniff around or cause that ruckus our elders hate. It always sat in a corner, not disturbing anyone, ate its meals sincerely whenever they gave it, giving sharp barks and running to the front of the porch the moment it heard footsteps, killing rats and throwing it away.

I didn’t have much pictures of jerry, something I realised after it died. Something I still feel guilty about. I loved you just like I loved the other dogs, jerry. And there was something I noticed. Her profile was dripping of innocence and gloominess. As though someone she was scared of was glaring at her.  But her eyes though, her russet eyes, with a tint of ember, was always intriguing me. It was filled with so much life, too much life, gleaming like a bright star. Ava moonji evloku evlo pavama, sogama irundhucho, ava kannula adhukum mela uyir irundhuchu. Anju second ku mela patha, apde nenju ipokooda pada pada avudhu, ipokooda.

Now coming to the part where my family had deduced a probability of how jerry died. A few weeks before, the night of February 10th, jerry’s leg was bitten and parts of her flesh came off in a brawl it had with half a dozen stray dogs. It happened when both the dogs were barking at each other from both sides of a locked gate. Jerry ulla. Avanga veliya. One of those dogs bit jerry’s legs when her leg was exposed through a gap the gate had at the bottom. None of my relatives knew what happened. Jerry never gave any cries of pain. Silence. Jerry. The next day morning, everyone sees the gore. They call the doctor; get the medicines, the cream and all that stuff. Jerry was actually improving. It started to climb stairs after a week, with a bit difficulty though, but it was an improvement we celebrated. And everything went back to normal. But the medicines were still given as it wasn’t recovered completely. Maybe it swallowed the cream and it poisoned her (although the cream was just turmeric and completely organic and it is okay for dogs to lick it, the vet said) or maybe it swallowing the cream inflicted some sort of food poison. The symptoms looked like that, it seems. My grandpa carried jerry to our terrace for it to pee during its last days. She was that weak. And I never knew about it. Was probably learning Thirukural at that time.

I went to our cousin’s place after hearing about jerry’s death. Mani and Subbu jogged and stared at me from the top of the stairs. Only Mani and Subbu. Jerry erangi varala ena paka. And it deepened the wound in my heart so much, knowing that here after, I would only see two dogs every time I visit that place. I don’t know if I would ever be able to describe that feeling in words. Amidst all of us in each corner of the house, I’d say I was the loudest in my wails and there was this one moment, one moment which made me look at dogs as Godly beings. When my Subbu placed its front paw on my thighs and patted me, giving a small squeak. I hugged Subbu. We sought comfort in each other. It was ethereal.

But do you really believe grief over the death of a loved one brings us closer to our family, or friends for that matter? I don’t know. I don’t. When jerry died, it was about who was to blame, for a few people. Didn’t my family take proper care? No? I didn’t really care. During that time, I was off social media too, owing to my exams. I think I told that jerry died only to two of my close friends, when I was filled till the top of my throat with grief. They didn’t know what to say; I didn’t know how to carry myself. I just informed two more of my friends, solemnly, controlling my tears, the next day and I just shut myself out from the whole world. I hated the world. I couldn’t help it. I hated the people who didn’t allow me to grieve your death jerry. A few hours after she passed, I was asked to study. I was sent back home. From that day, till March 3rd, I was, what do you call them? Yes, a zombie. Not having anyone to talk or cry about jerry’s death, I used to simply stare at my books, trying to read the lines with so much difficulty and just start crying suddenly; Suddenly. Just. Like. That. And I made sure no one in my house knew about my overpowering madness at that time. Talking when there’s no one in the room, seeing jerry’s eyes when my tears blurred my vision, waking up early and working out till my body gave up, listening to really, really loud music and not being able to sleep unless I heard these bin aural beats or chakra music which put me into a state of unconsciousness, I would say.  I didn’t really feel like I was sleeping.

Some of my friends started to hate on me briefly, for avoiding them during this brief ordeal at that time, some of them gave me my space and one of my closest pals didn’t even know the news. I didn’t want her to be affected by this during exams. Someone who would cry even for a stray animal. Someone who wanted to see jerry for so long. Who wouldn’t see Jerry anymore.

I remember how Jerry looked too when it died. Her mouth open, teeth seen. Her body, a strange kind of stiff, a stiff dead beings have maybe? But its eyes, oh its eyes, they were still the same. Full of life and the same power which drew me to her. Jerry. The puppy that couldn’t even climb the stairs or walk straight when it came to our house.

After a few months, after becoming completely sane, back to normal, my sister and I were sitting in our room. And I said, out of the blue, “Don’t you think Jerry was kinda like me?” It was such a weird question. I myself don’t understand the point of it, that I think about it now. And her answer was something I’d remember and preserve till my last breath. “Yeah. I’ve felt that way too”

 Song lyric : [ KARUPPI]   Irandhadhu neeya iruppadhu naana Iruppadhu neeya irandhadhu naana

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Rendu kaalilo naalu kaalilo Indha mannilae ulavittu kedakka Naai illadi nee Naan illayaa nee

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“ you’ll be the filth i wash away. ”

It’d been two days since her brother caught her. Suellen had no idea where she’d been taken. All she knew was that it was much nicer than the old warehouse before. Her room was much nicer. Almost too nice. Too white. Barely any color, and far, far too clean. Almost reflective in a way. On the bright side, she wouldn’t get as sick as often anymore. 

But she’d gladly die of the plague if it meant she be allowed a window.

I want to go home, she thought. I want Nursie. I want to go home to Nursie. 

She hugged her knees, leaning against the wall as she held back tears. She closed her eyes, trying to remember the garden and Nursie, and her gentle blue eyes and beautiful green hair. The way she smiled. The softness of her voice. 

She’d give anything to be back singing songs with her again.

As Suellen reminisced on the past, she remembered a song that was always her favorite. A little song about sweets that Nursie used to sing while they tended the lilies. After which they’d go and share a piece of candy. 

She couldn’t help but hum along.

“Ally Bally Ally Bally BeeSittin' on your mammy's kneeGreetin' for a wee bawbeeTae buy mair Coulter's candy.”

The sound of the door slamming open startled her out of her song, causing her to jump to her feet and adjust her dress, a horrible little black sack with strings for straps. She kept her eyes low, reaching for the sheer cover and managing to tie it on as someone was thrown into the room. Through the dark fabric she could make out a head of black hair beneath a red beanie, and a large hoodie. Suellen tried to keep her body from shaking in fear. 

“I have to say,” a voice cackled. “I never expected Calendar to have a little brat running around! Had I known, I’d have tried to track you down sooner!”

The person in the beanie struggled to stand, fists shaking. “Good thing you’re incredibly incompetent, since I found your henchmen first, you sick son of a-”

Suellen winced when she heard a backhanded slap connect to the person’s cheek. She barley managed to hold her whimper. 

“Now, that’s not very nice,” Simon teased. “I’m being nice and letting you stay with my sister in her room. Be thankful I’m being generous and not giving you the...V.I.P. treatment.”

The boy let out a snarl. “I know all about your V.I.P. treatment, Einion, and I promise you, you’ll regret holding me here.”

“That so?”

“Oh yeah. You’ll be the filth I wash away and the scum that will fade into history. When I’m through with you, you’ll wish you never heard of the hero Calendar.”

Suellen barely glanced up, able to see her brother shrug and turn around. “Keep thinking that kid. If you need me, I’ll be finding a mirror suitable for my greatest prize.”

The door slammed closed and locked, and the boy ran toward it. He punch, kicked, screamed. Hurling threats and warnings and vulgarities. Suellen tried to remain calm, but when she smelled something akin to iron, she ran to the boy and grabbed his arm. 

“Stop!” she screamed. “You’re going to break your hands! Stop it!!!”

The boy turned around and she could just barely make out the violet eyes that made him different from Michael. With a yelp, she stumbled away, trying hard not to fall into a panic. She didn’t know who this boy was, but it didn’t take long to figure out.

And she knew how badly he was in danger.

“I’m so sorry,” he said softly. “You’re right. I...I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Suellen barely whispered, her eyes barely glancing to the collar on his neck. “I’m...I’m so sorry about my brother...what he did to Michael.”

The boy tilted his head in confusion. “Michael?”

“Um...C-Calendar? The guy that looks like you.”

The boy smiled, slipping off his hoodie and wrapping it around her shoulders. “Here. That dress looks very cold and you’re shaking.” He glanced around, finally nodding to the bed. “How about we have a seat and I’ll tell you about Calendar?”

Suellen nodded, letting the boy walk her back to the bed. “My name is Suellen, by the way.”

“Nice to meet you,” he said. “I’m Clement Gladstone. And Calendar, Mykolas Darnell, is my father.”

None of the others liked Clement’s plan. But they couldn’t think of anything better. All the adults were on the hunt, trying to locate him after he ran off from the party. It hadn’t taken long for him to get snatched and to vanish, and Mither, in a panic, had grounded the rest of them there. 

But Odette was already working fast. Music blaring to max as she started typing away, bags of candy flying as she tried to hurry. There wasn’t much time left. 

“How’s it going?” Sorley asked, keeping the drinks coming. 

Odette managed a shrug, not taking her eyes off the screen. “Let’s just say that whoever this madman’s techie is, they’re pretty skilled.” She smirked, a light beeping as coordinates finally settled on a location. “Right here. Just outside the ruins of Deika.”

Eira leaned over taking a closer look. “Is that supposed to be some kind of warehouse?”

“No, I think its some kind of hotel, prison mix,” Kasumi said. “Kind of like those you’d see in horror games?”

Ena pulled out her phone, plugging it into the computer quickly. “Any chance we can make it there in time?”

Harper snickered, holding up a pair of keys along with their favorite weapons; Crime, a bat decorated with cherry blossoms and a barb wire, and Punishment, a galaxy themed number with nails. “I stole the keys to one of the school’s buses. And guess who has their licence.” 

Atsuko crawled through the hole in the wall, holding up her medical bag. “I’m ready. When are we leaving?”

“As soon as we figure out a way past security,” Les muttered. “And past Uncle Étienne. After Uncle Ceri’s burn, he’s not gonna just let us wander out. Probably has some kind of eye on us.”

“At least one of us needs to stay here,” Odette said. “Keep the home front busy. I’ll be best suited for that, and I can supply you with tech support.”

“I’m coming with,” Yasu said. 

Ena shook her head. “No, you need to stay. You’re spending the weekend here for your work study. If you leave, you could get into too much trouble.” She smiled fondly. “Besides, you’re best suited to distracting Ms. Joke. We need that.” 

Yasu nodded. “Right. Okay. I-I can do that.”

“Might be best if I stay too,” Kasumi said. “Someone has to cover your asses. And worse comes to worse, I can knock out the adults here and sneak out to join you later. I have Tomiko-sama’s contact info after all.”

Harper did a quick headcount. “So it’s me, Eira, Ena, Les, Sorley, and Atsuko? That works.”

“Is it a good idea for me to come with?” Les asked.

“Of course!” Ena wrapped an arm around him, batting her eyes softly. “You’re our good luck charm. And you’re pretty good with a slingshot.” 

Les blushed slightly, looking down at the little weapon sticking out of his belt. “Yeah, I guess.”

“And Atsuko?” Eira asked, concern written all over her face. “I mean, we need a medic, but she’s so young.”

“I’ll be fine,” Atsuko assured. “Let’s get going.”

“Alright then.” Odette reached into the desk drawer, pulling out a small black case, handing it to her brother. “Now, keep the earbuds in, sunglasses on, and don’t. Screw. Up. We only have one chance.”

“Right!”

Everyone quickly geared up and prepared for battle. With a hand from Sorley, they were able to sneak to the buses and, with a little luck, drove off without being caught. 

The race to rescue Clement was on.

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march 23, 2017

12:09am

HI ENA IN CASE YOU ARE READING THIS IT’S SUPER LONG I DON’T RECOMMEND READING IT JUST BECAUSE I WROTE THIS IN HOPES OF GETTING MYSELF TO FALL ASLEEP SO ITS UNNECESSARILY LONG AND RANT-Y BUT YOU MIGHT NOT EVEN BE READING THIS BUT IF YOU ARE I LOVE YOU

Okay well anyways, I haven’t written on here in over a week, but it’s been quite a rollercoaster since last Wednesday, so I guess I’ll go day by day, I kinda just wanna keep track of everything, no matter how insignificant because I love rereading things, especially if it’s looking back when I’m at a much better place in my life, kinda how I reread all of my old stuff now :) Also, my sleep schedule is back to being soooooo screwed! I was doing so well last week. Thank you, Vegas. 

Wednesday is a day I think I’ll remember for a while, just because my mom apologized to me. I think that may be the first time that she has EVER apologized first. I don’t remember when, but I do know she has apologized to me before, however an apology from my mom never comes unless I initiate the whole reconciliation process. Other than that, nothing much happened; I ended up taking my parents to the airport after comm, but it was such a rush since only my philosophy class was cancelled, so I had to be back for geography.

Thursday was a nice day, I remember planning on studying at the Fresno State lib that day but I ended up at B&N, and got coffee with Alex. This was the night I realized Beauty and the Beast was coming out, and life update: it’s been a week and I still haven’t seen it. EVEN ALEX SAW IT BEFORE I DID AND I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOVIE SINCE THE TRAILER CAME OUT IN NOVEMBER. I’m not bitter :-) I will literally go watch it alone if I have to :-))))

Friday was such a long day. I remember having a FULL day; dropped Bea off, went on a run that morning, fed the dogs, went to class, (tried to) wash the car, packed for Vegas, got my guitar restrung, and saw Justin that night too. I don’t know what it is but it’s always so refreshing to see him. Speaking of Justin, I just remembered that he said something about watching Beauty and the Beast on Saturday, but I highhhhhly doubt that’s happening.

Saturday was also packed, Alex dropped me off at the airport, and I probably had the worst landing I’ve ever experienced during a plane ride. I almost threw up, and it was just terrible. I just felt sick after, and I had every intention of taking a nap, but I saw my parents and they were so full of energy, I had no choice but to keep up. I showered, helped my mom get ready for the reunion, got ready, and left with the Pulhin family. Oh my God, I’ve missed them so much. I feel like I’m a different person when I speak Tagalog, it’s so weird. I haven’t really been speaking to my parents in Tagalog, but that was honestly ALL I spoke in this past weekend. My mom and Tito Obet made up after their “argument” (????) over my mom voting for something, and it was so nice to finally see them get rid of the tension. My mom apologized to him too, the way she apologized to me, and I’m starting to see my mom in a different light. I don’t know what it is, but I really like it, and I really wish it happened sooner. The reunion went so smoothly, except for the fact that I messed the national anthem up, but at least my mom said nobody noticed. I noticed, though. I definitely noticed. :-) After the reunion, we just went to the mansion all of them rented out, and we stayed there til 5am. I was practically sleepwalking when we left. 

Sunday, I swam and went to the hotel gym, and I remember feeling really weird, because working out while on vacation isn’t really something I’ve ever done before. I don’t really think of it as a chore, or something I MUST do everyday, it’s just something that really helps, I think. I don’t really sweat, so I can’t say that I sweat all of my “problems” out, but working out does put me in a good mood. I think it’s all of those endorphins and GABA being released, duh. (Shoutout AP Psych.) Anyways, we went to the Strip, and I ate some small ass BURNT filet mignon at some expensive Brazilian steakhouse, and dude, I have never been so disappointed in a piece of meat in my life. I honestly just wanted real food after :( I ended up going to dinner with my parents and my momma’s friends later that night. By “later,” I meant past midnight, but at least I practically ate the entire meat lovers pizza Tita Carol ordered. They were all surprised because they kept joking about how skinny I am and how I don’t eat, and it’s kinda ://// because I OBVIOUSLY do eat, and I eat a lot of certain things, but I just generally don’t usually eat a lot. Yeah I know it’s a joke, but it just felt weird. 

Monday, we went to the Grand Canyon, and I was asleep on the way there, in the bus on the way to the observatory, on the way back to the Native American gift shop, and on the way back to Vegas. I was EXHAUSTED, but the Grand Canyon was so beautiful. I was hoping to actually hike and explore around, but we just went to the skywalk thing, where we walked on glass and I thought it was extremely cool, but I think this one Portuguese tourist was on the verge of fainting. Poor dude was probably terrified of heights, but why would you even go there in the first place? It was 4,710ft above sea level. It’s weird that I remember that number because my dad only said it once, but yeah.

Tuesday, my parents left that morning, and dropped me off at Ninang Chinky’s house. She told me how much I remind her of my mom, and growing up, I loved being told that I looked like my mom, because I’ve always thought that my mom is so beautiful, but hearing her best friends tell me how much I am ACTUALLY like her all weekend has been one of the most flattering things I’ve heard in a very long time. My mom isn’t perfect, and we’ve had times where downs were a lot more prominent than our ups, but she is such a strong, hardworking, generous, and kind woman, and although there are things I would do differently, I only hope to be half the person she is today. I love her. Anyways, Ninang’s sons were so adorable, Cody drew me a picture, and Justin kept telling me he loves me. I sang for Timmy and he told me I could be a famous singer, and it was the cutest thing :’) FINALLY, this Wednesday. I got home today, after another rocky flight, but nothing much happened, other than the fact that I went to class despite the fact that I was absolutely wiped out from the past couple of days. I just updated my happy memories playlist on spotify, and I want someone to ask me about those songs SOOOO badly because I think I’m trusting (certain) people a lot more now. I used to be very closed in, or at least felt like I was, so even when I was sharing stuff about myself with someone, it didn’t feel like I was so I think that’s why I’ve never really reached that full stage of intimacy with anyone, because self-disclosure has never really been 100% genuine on my behalf. I guess I just never thought that someone would ever be interested in the memories and experiences I’ve had that shaped me to be this way, so ???? Well I mean, I’m not gonna just lay my life out on a silver plate but I think that if someone worthwhile wanted to know me, I can finally let them. Anyways, I’m good now, and I’m tired so all of that was probably stupid rants stuff, so Ena if you are somehow still reading this, thank you, because I don’t know who else would read ALL of this just to check up on me. I am currently cuddling with a puppy and I am so happy and I love you