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aeoki · 2 years ago

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Primavera - Quiet Spring: Chapter 3

Location: Seisou Hall (Eichi, Rei & Aira’s Room) Characters: Touri & Yuzuru

TL Note:

The Japanese word for “love (愛 / ai)” and is homonymous with the first half of Aira’s first name (although the characters are different).

< That night. Eichi’s room, Seisou Hall. >

Eichi: …………

(*...Sigh* That was a heavier announcement than I had expected.)

(There is a possibility “Chocolat Fest” may be cancelled – If it were my usual self, I would say, “Things like that can happen.” and would have paid it no mind.)

(But I had a hunch that Touri would be shocked to hear the news. I hesitated and wondered if I should have really mentioned it to him.)

(Hehe. The heir to the Tenshouin Zaibatsu is weak to those important to him.)

(I tend to forget where I stand when I’m in front of Wataru, Yuzuru and Touri.)

(Now that I think about it, I’ve been learning about kingcraft for a long time now. They really cared about my health and created “Eichi Day” because of it, but those feelings are so precious and radiant.)

(That’s why I wish to do something for them… Thinking realistically, there is a big problem that is stopping us from holding “Chocolat Fest” at the moment.)

(Delivering love with chocolates, huh…)

(I see. Perhaps, the reason why I feel irritated is because it’s an issue related to “Chocolat Fest”.)

(Because it’s an event where we give love through sweets…)

(Just like how “that person” once gave me love, I wonder what they would think of me now.)

Aira: I’m back~♪

Yup, my vocal lesson today was perfect! The vocal trainer praised me for once today!

They looked like someone scary and strict so it feels even better. Ehehehe, I can’t help but jump for joy ♪

Eichi: Welcome back, Shiratori-kun. I see you’re making progress every day in your lessons ♪

Aira: Huh…? Tenshouin-senpai!? I didn’t notice you there!

Wow, that’s really embarrassing! The room was so quiet so I didn’t think anyone was in here and made a loud fuss!

Eichi: No, don’t worry about it. This is a shared room so there’s no need to be so proper, is there?

Actually, I’m sorry for talking to you out of the blue like that. It’s still a bit early to sleep so I guess you wouldn’t expect someone to lie in bed this early.

Aira: No, no! It’s my fault because I didn’t take a proper look around the room!

But it’s rare and unexpected to see you flopped onto your bed like that, Tenshouin-senpai.

You’re usually sitting on the sofa or a chair so I didn’t notice you on your bed.

Eichi: Yeah. I was a little lost in thought. That’s why I was lying down. It’s a bit embarrassing to have shown you my weak side.

Aira: Ohh… Is there something on your mind?

Eichi: Yeah. It’s about “Chocolat Fest” – In extension, it’s something on the topic of love.

Aira: That sounds really grand…! As expected of you, Tenshouin-senpai – The things that are on your mind are probably something totally different from what I think about.

Eichi: Hehe. I tend to exaggerate things. It’s nothing on that level but… Since you’re here, would you lend an ear to my troubles, Shiratori-kun?

Aira: S-Sure! It’s about love, right? I was kinda curious since my name is “Aira[*]”, after all ♪

Eichi: Thank you. Then, I’ll brew us some black tea while we chat.

Aira: Oh, are you sure? Thank you so much! It’s so ravely to see you’ll brew a cup of tea for me ♪

Eichi: It was the perfect timing as I had time on my hands. Are you fine with Darjeeling?

Aira: Yes! I’m fine with anything you choose, Tenshouin-senpai!

Eichi: Alright. I’ll go prepare the teapot so can you wait a little? You can listen to what I have to say while it boils.

I… Or more so, the Tenshouin family has always been a patrilineal family. All boys born into the family must undergo strict education.

Like my ancestors, I too had to study the family precepts, kingcraft and other various concepts.

But I’ve had a frail body ever since I was born and the burden on my body was dreadful. I tried to run away from my everyday studies.

The only one who was kind to me was my grandmother. Every time I clung to her in tears, she would give me sweets.

It was either chocolates, cookies or candy. Sometimes, I would eat it there but other times, I would secretly take it into my room to eat.

Thinking back, those sweets served as something she poured her love and affection into.

I only realised that when my grandmother passed away, but it was a sweetness my young self needed.

I was thinking about next year’s “Chocolat Fest” and remembered.

Just like how my grandmother once did, I too wish to give love through sweets.

Aira: It sounds quite romantic… I went to see “Chocolat Fest” when I was in junior high school and was looking forward to participating the next year.

But if you’re thinking about it despite already having graduated, then does that mean you’ll be appearing in a Yumenosaki event as a guest?

Eichi: Hehe. As expected of you, Shiratori-kun. You’ve got a good hunch after pursuing idols on an everyday basis.

Actually, just like how the graduated students can hold Valentine’s Day events freely, I plan on holding “Chocolat Fest” at ES. It’s in the review stage at the moment.

If I had more power, I could have the final say in it but…

Aira: ………?

Eichi: No. Just talking to myself. The hot water has finished coming to a boil, so this should warm your cup.

What would you like served with your tea?

Aira: Ehehe ♪ Then, I guess I’ll have to go with chocolate!

I kinda feel like having some sweet chocolate after hearing you talk about it ♪

Eichi: Hehe. I unconsciously led you into thinking that.

Love cannot be perceived with the eyes and that’s exactly why it should be exchanged when it’s delivered. People, items and customs – All things cannot escape from loss.

Frighteningly enough, you may only come to realise it when you lose those things. It simply means the things that you once took for granted may actually be something irreplacable.

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outivv · 4 years ago

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Hellooo!! Congrats on 1000 Btw!!! You deserve it and your works are 👌 i love them so much and i also binge them before i go to sleep

So for the event can I request a "“Stop it... stop smiling you adorable fuck.” with Childe??? If its okay hehehsjedj thank you ilysm <3

Synopsis: the prompt “stop it... stop smiling you adorable fuck.” With childe

Warnings: minor cursing

Game/ fandom: genshin impact

Character: childe

Event: 1000 followers special! If you would like to request a prompt the link is below!

Pronouns for reader: gender neutral/ not mentioned

A/n: ehehehe, I was so excited to find this in my inbox. When I was coming up with the prompts I imagined most of them with childe in mind, because honestly he fits most of them in a weird way???? I don’t know, but thank you for the kind words I’m really glad that you like my works :) truly *mwah* thank you it means a lot, so I hope you enjoy and take care of yourself >:) <3

Note: alright I added aether! So now it’s finished! :D

— childe —

You were talking as the beautiful lights danced on the chandelier above you and the man on the other side of the table. You were at a amazing restaurant with childe for he asked you out on a date. How could you refuse him?

You were talking for a while about something you were clearly passionate about, as childe stared at you with pure love and adoration in his eyes. He was so in love with you and anyone could see it. His smile was goofily as he rested his face on his hand and stared at you. The gears in his head were turning with the thought of you.

He almost didn’t notice you trying to get his attention saying, “childe! Why are you staring at me like that?” You were referring to his dazed off look as he stared at you. He was listening he swears! But was looking very... lost. “Hm? Whatever do you mean? I’m listening?” He said though his dazed look didn’t falter.

“No...” you said confused “stop it... stop smiling you adorable fuck.” He was taken aback by your words and started laughing. He sounded more like a dying goose, but no it was laughter. “Haha, my my, well that’s something I’ve never heard on a first date before!” He said wiping the tears from his mini laughing fit from his face. “Well i mean you are adorable...” you said though your words were slightly hushed so only he could hear them. “You think I’m adorable?” He said trying to sound confident but his bright red face was betraying him. You smiled at his face. You weren’t lying when he said he was adorable.

— Aether —

Walking around with aether in mondstadt was a nightly ritual you had with him. Having your hands intertwined and just walking around having the wind blow in your face was truly refreshing. It was a break for aether and he truly needed it at times like these.

You stopped at the huge Barbatos statue gazing upon the buildings of mondstadt. Aether sighed and leaned on the railing his arms now crossed. You rested your head on his shoulder and his heart melted. He gazed upon you his eyes lighting up at the sight of you. You felt him staring and removed your head from his shoulder to look at him. You smiled happily at him, and he felt as though he could stay here forever with you. He knew he couldn’t, but he wanted so desperately to.

Your smile grew wider as he kept staring at you, and aether jokingly said, “stop it... stop smiling you adorable fuck.” You laughed, this kind of sarcasm wasn’t unexpected from aether. Still, you managed to get a good laugh out of it. “Haha, I love you.” You said resting your head back on his shoulder. He smiled and felt at peace momentarily.

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holographqq · 3 years ago

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you could call it love. ||okuyasu x fem! reader

AYOO MY LAPTOP CHARGER FINALLY CAME IN WHHAGAJBD OKU FIC IDEA I HAD. BIG SEROTONIN HOURS

word count: 3059

summary: Yn, distressed, calls Josuke Higashikata for romance help. She wants to ask out her other best friend, Okuyasu Nijimura. Uh oh, tomorrow is Valentine’s day, and she doesn’t know how to ask him! Josuke crafts a plan to help her out the only way he knows how: an obnoxiously complicated sequence of events that leave her tired, embarrassed, and ultimately, in a relationship with the boy she loves so much.

trigger warnings: none :)

“That’s it, isn’t it?” He said smugly.

She could hear his idiotic grin from the other end of the line. Josuke Higashikata, the self-proclaimed “True Love” kind of guy, may just be right about his stupid title. Either what she had begun to say was absurdly obvious, or he really was a romance connoisseur. She sat pouting in a sort of petty mourning for her dignity as a howl of laughter came crackling from the other end of the phone. Tonight was the night before Valentine’s day, and she had just called for advice on asking out the third of her trio of friends, Okuyasu Nijimura. Josuke seemed to have already known.

“I knew it! Hahahah!” He beamed with a stupid fit of giggles. “Ahh, eheheh. Hoo. Yeah, Koichi owes me 500 yen.” He chortled. Her eyelids shot wide for a moment only to return to normal a second later and she sucked a sharp breath through her teeth. “You made a BET?” Those words sent Josuke right back into his childish fit of tear-inducing laughter. She truly couldn’t get a word in without being cut off by a wheeze. It wasn’t but another 30 seconds that went by before you heard a shout from who she knew to be Josuke’s mother, Tomoko. He tried to justify himself with an excuse he just so conveniently had shoved up his rear, but she gave him a firm slap and told him off for being so loud so late at night.

Tomoko raised her voice enough for yn to hear and apologized on her son’s behalf before asking her what she was doing up so late. “Well, Ms Higashikata, I was TRYING to get some advice, but he kept being all smug. Thanks for taking care of it for me.” Tomoko let out a single amused huff. “Advice? From JOSUKE? I think you had better reevaluate your options. I’m headed back to bed either way, if you wake me up one more time I’ll --” you didn’t get to hear what she said due to some sort of traffic on their end, but after a few “Hello?”s, Josuke got back on. “Ugh, sorry about that.” Which prompted a chuckle from Yn.

“Hey, don’t laugh!” He whisper-yelled as to avoid another Godforsaken encounter with his mother. “Whatever, I don’t care about that dude, it’s fine. But back to what we were originally talking about --” Josuke interrupted, “Ohh, right. Your little crush on Okuyasu.” She rolled her eyes and rested her head in her hands when he said the words. She hated when he was right. “Shut up. Yes. That’s why I called you . . . I don’t know what to do.”

“Hehe, well you’re in luck! You called the right guy.”

“Ohh, I’m sure. Look, you gonna help me or not?”

“H-Hey! What’s that supposed to-- ugh, whatever. Yes, I will.”

“Alright, what’s your plan, then?”

“Oh, I’ve got a plan. Listen close . . .”

The next day, a Monday, is never a fun time for anyone. Even when it’s Valentine's day. She woke up with an impending sense of doom; apparently it isn’t just in movies. Higashikata’s plan sounded like something straight out of some romance manga, but at this rate there were no better options. In no way was she going to sacrifice the single shred of dignity she had left by asking him directly. She was a nervous wreck all morning -- her parents even stopped her as she was moping through the door with her bag nearly slipping off her shoulder. “Yn, hon, why are you leaving so early today? You usually leave around 20 minutes from now. You look miserable.” She looked to face her mom and dad in the eyes, mustered a convincing enough smile, and told them she simply wanted to be early today. In reality, this was all part of Josuke’s master plan. Her parents sighed and waved her off with a small smile, and she returned the gesture. She turned and began her walk to Budogaoka with her hands in her coat, fingers brushing over a wrapped box.

She carefully plucked it out and eyed it with anxiety. It was just like any other Valentine’s day gift box you’d see, but she really put her heart into this one. She even tied her own bow with the ribbon, which was a baby pink over the cool white box of all the sweets she knew he liked. Mostly just small chocolates you can find in any Russel Steven chocolate box, but they were all either coconut or had almonds in them. She hand picked them all at the fudge shop out of town just yesterday. She turned the box over and used her right hand to read over the namecard once more, just like she did all those times the night before.

To: Nijimura Okuyasu

From:

And she so carefully made sure to leave the second spot blank, only in place leaving a neatly doodled heart just as Josuke had instructed. The sun was still below the horizon this time of day, but it was beginning to spill into the valleys nearby. A lot of strange people seemed to make their commutes this early in the morning, it seemed. A tall man with hair as green as grass and an odd diamond-patterned headband made his eyes on her, so she picked up the pace and jogged the rest of the way.

The school doors were unlocked, and she seemed to be the very first student there. Perfect, things seem to be going well so far! She shut the glass doors behind her and quickly found the stairwell and began ascending to homeroom, the place where the students rest for a study hall as first period to finish homework and read. In this case, for students to exchange love letters and sugary treats. After struggling up three flights of stairs, she tiredly made her way to her homeroom. It was too early for this, she deemed. Directly as she reached for the door handle, she noticed someone in blue coming down the hallway. She gasped and turned to face the tall figure standing a distance away while she swiftly moved her hands into her pockets to conceal the box. She prayed that it wasn’t him.

Thankfully, it wasn’t. It was Yukako Yamagishi, from her and Okuyasu’s math class. She looked at Yn curiously as she walked before slowing to a halt and looking down at her with a curious -- yet still apathetic -- gaze in her eyes. “You usually aren’t here this early, Yn.” She shrunk back slightly under her classmates’ intimidating gaze. “Oh, uh, I’m just…” she stumbled, trying to regain herself from the early-morning startle she’d been given. Yukako quirked a sharp brow and looked down at her right pocket. “Your pocket… you’re hiding something.” It was this day that Yn vowed to never get on the bad side of Yukako Yamagishi.

“I -- uh, no! No, I’m not hiding ANYTHING. Really.” Yukako moved her gaze back to Yn’s face and stared knowingly into her eyes. “You didn’t seem the type to be a romantic. I’m surprised.” She said, the smallest of grins becoming present on Yukako’s lips. “I won’t tell. I’ve got my own gift to give today, so hurry. Whoever it is… I’m sure they’ll be here soon.” And with those words, she continued silently on her way to her classroom. Yn noticed a red chocolate box in her left hand as she walked.

Yn turned back around, still slightly shaken, and entered the classroom. Empty. She was sure that the teacher would have been here by now, but it seemed otherwise. This was it, then. The next phase of the plan. Yn anxiously approached Okuyasu’s window desk and cautioned herself before she placed the box down. She had a worried look in her eyes that hadn’t faltered since she grabbed the box off her dresser that morning. This was it -- she was going to confess to Okuyasu Nijimura the only way she knew how. She wasn’t really ready to fully comprehend what she was doing and she didn’t want to stick around long enough to start second guessing, so she pulled the box out of her right pocket and set it on his desk with the name card facing up. Her hand seemed to be shaking, but she quickly stuffed it back into the pocket and turned on her heel once more to exit the classroom.

Time to head to the women’s restroom. The hallways, thankfully, were still empty and droused in the early morning chill of late winter. The sun spread like warm honey across the walls and floor of the halls through the window as she paced to the bathroom. She pushed the door open and went inside, moved to get into one of the stalls and locked the door. She stopped and took in a deep breath -- this was the last phase. All she had to do was wait. She straightened out her long skirt and sat down on the toilet in a way the material wouldn’t get wet. She reached into her bag and filed through the books within touch until she felt the familiar texture of the paperback copy of Pink Dark Boy she had grabbed from the shop two days ago. This was how she was going to spend the next half hour -- alone in the bathroom reading manga.

As instructed by Josuke, of course.

By the time she was on the last chapter, 30 minutes later, she heard the commotion of students that had gathered begin to thin out as the first period bell grew near. This must have been the right time then… he was here. She reluctantly closed the book, put it back into her bag, and left the stall after flushing to avoid suspicion. She washed her hands and pulled the door open to see other students in the halls exchanging gifts -- mostly the ones who didn't share first period together. She looked both ways to make sure Okuyasu wasn’t in her line of sight, and she noticed Yukako Yamagishi sliding an envelope into someone’s locker. Odd. Yn ignored it, stepped fully into the hall, and began the trek back to homeroom.

The sun had risen more since the last time she had seen it, the shadows and highlights were arranged differently from the last time her eyes were laid upon them. She made herself keep her head up high, just as Josuke said: “Don’t look suspicious! He’ll know something’s up if you do!” And because of that she kept her typical indifferent resting face present as she strode through her peers with fake confidence. What was she going to do with herself if he said no? The thought kept showing up in her mind and she continued to push it down. She didn’t have a plan B. If this didn’t work out, then…

She stepped into the door of the classroom and nearly stopped breathing.

Who was it but nearly every student, including Okuyasu and Josuke, surrounding Okuyasu’s desk. Josuke was feigning ignorance and speaking to Okuyasu, who was completely dumbfounded. The plan worked. Josuke caught sight of her in the corner of his eye and turned to face her. “Oh, hey! There’s Yn! Maybe she knows?” He called feigning ignorance with his hands on his hips and a grin threatening to crack on his face. Okuyasu turned around as well and noticed her standing in the doorway with her hands in her pockets and a flushed look on her face. She took a step forward and waved softly to her friends and the classmates that looked at her as well. “Hey, guys. What’s going on?” She asked with a nervous voice hidden by her false curiosity. Okuyasu excitedly motioned for her to come over to his desk with a wide-eyed look on his face.

“You’re never gonna believe it!” he shouted, his voice a bit scratchy like it usually is. She took a few steps over to the crowd surrounding the desk and stared at the box, which had yet to be touched by anyone it seemed. Was it that surprising? She stared at the box, her arms falling into an anxious position in her pockets. “No kidding! That for you?” She asked. Okuyasu nodded quickly and looked down at the box again with his hands on the desk. “Yeah! But look, look at the tag.” He pointed to the signature card she’d signed. “It ain’t signed! No one knows who sent it!” He called with his eyebrows raised and he looked back to her to see her reaction.

She had a small grin on her face when she saw how starry-eyed the boy seemed. It didn’t take much to excite Okuyasu, but he looked so purely ecstatic over this small box of chocolates. He looked so happy around her. He looked… happy… with her.. “Who do you think it was, Yn?” Josuke asked, a face of mock curiosity present on him.

She swallowed her saliva and looked back at the box for a moment. What was the right thing to say here? If she told him right now, would it be too soon? How long should she draw this out for? “Well, Okuyasu,” she began slowly, gently turning to face him. He stood up straight and looked down at her expectantly, glad to hear any ideas she had. He always thought her ideas were good. His top lip was jutted ever so slightly and his head tilted to the side. “Who do you hope it is?” She asked. She didn’t sign it, so that gave her a back door if things took a turn for the worse. The air grew tense for all except the two boys. What was he going to say to her? Some of the students began to let their minds wander, some thinking that maybe Yn was the one behind the strange box.

“Who do I hope it is?”

“Yeah.”

“Huh. Well…” He began, resting his hand against his chin in thought. The gears in his brain were turning as he looked at the floor, trying to decide what to say. It looked like he knew the answer already, but didn’t know how to phrase his words. It was simple. Okuyasu wished it was her. He hoped so fully that Yn was the one who put this unsigned box on his desk. Sure, they were best friends, but he wanted them to be just a bit more. He actually had planned on saying something to her after school today, but this might put that in jeopardy depending on what happens. “I’d hope… it was someone really nice. And cute, too.” That garnered a chuckle from Yn and Josuke both.

However, Josuke was growing impatient. The suspense was killing him -- both of them were too dense to say or realize anything. They’re practically dating already, and they don’t see that? He was gonna go crazy. He approached Okuyasu and put a hand on his shoulder. “I think those are good and all, but I think the person that left this is a bit more than that, don’t you?” He said, loud enough for most to hear. She flinched -- what was he getting at? Okuyasu nodded. “I guess so. She’d have to be pretty smart, too, to think up a whole plan. And just for me!” He joked with a small blush on his cheeks. “Makes ya feel special, don’t it?” Said Josuke with a growing grin.

“Duh, of course it does!” Okuyasu said back, smiling too. Yn was clueless to whatever scheme Josuke was pulling right now, but it was making Okuyasu smile and that was okay with her. “Then let me ask you this -- is there anyone in your life that makes you feel special and nice like that? Maybe someone who gives you gifts and always asks how you’re doing and keeps up with you all the time in and out of school?” Okuyasu looked at him with a confused expression. “What’re you getting at? That’s weirdly specific.” He asked suspiciously. “Just answer me, do you?” Josuke pressed.

“Well, yeah.”

He paused. The face that Okuyasu made was one he’d never made before. A light bulb flickered on inside his brain that made his eyes go wide and his head slowly turn back to face Yn with his lips parted in joyous disbelief. “H-Hey, are you saying…?” Josuke said nothing in the silence that followed. Every eye was on them; specifically on Yn. She was so tense, her shoulders were tight and her lips were pressed shut. He couldn’t believe it; it had really been her. “Yn, you’re the one…?” He took a careful step forward to her. “...” She didn’t say a word but she smiled softly at him. Her face felt like it was on fire -- a mix of embarrassment and love for her best friend. He’s finally gotten it.

Okuyasu suddenly grew the biggest grin on his face and quickly reeled the girl into a bear hug. “It was really you the whole time!” She began to laugh and she wrapped her arms around his waist. “Were… were you hoping it would be me?” she asked. “Yes! What are you talking about?! Who else would I want it to be?.” He cleared his throat and let go. “You’re so nice, and you always make sure to ask me how I’m feeling, and you’re just such a good friend!” She was getting more and more embarrassed. She thought it was endearing, she really did, but they were in front of everybody.

“Okuyasu,” she whispered to him. He perked up and leaned closer. “Let's meet on the rooftop after school. We’ll talk about it then. For now, you’ve got yourself a girlfriend.” She said with a shy smile. She leaned forward a bit more and pecked him on the cheek. His face grew a bright red and he grinned a big, toothy grin and nodded his head. “Alright.” And so the two went back to their seats, Yn followed by the girls and Okuyasu by the boys all to discuss what had just happened. Periodically though, in every class they had together from then on, they’d look over and give a little smile and shoot finger guns at eachother. This was really the happiest they both had ever been.

#jjba fanfic #okuyasu nijimura #okuyasu nijimura x reader #okuyasu x reader #josuke higashikata #anime fanfic #jojos bizarre adventure #diamond is unbreakable #jjba part 4 #its 4 am and im crying over a fictional man again #jjba x reader #x reader #x reader fanfiction

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nyan-koii · 3 years ago

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Hashira ft. Sabito as genshin impact players

aunotes : Bad grammar ahead! I didnt proofread it so be aware of brain damage. plus i initially wrote it at the 1.6 update

PART 1 : T.Muichiro, R.Kyojuro, K.Shinobu, S.Sanemi, U.Tengen

Muichiro : he probably would be uninterested at first. He's more to first person shooting game or anything other than this concept of farming or investing. So that's why when he saw yuichirou banging his fist on his desk, trying to get his fav character, he would simply just watch

"Fck this game, i've had enough,"

"But you havent finish your wishing things yet,"

Stares. "How about you give it a try mui. You might get the character i want,"

"You sure about that? You might get angry at me," "better than nothing. Now go go, get em you donkey,"

His first ten pulls on the game brings out a light we all want to see

"Eh is tha-" "AAAA A FUCKING 5 STAR FCK FCKFCK,"

Apparently, it was one of the luckiest wish yuichiro had ever seen so far

"OHMYFUCK, you GOT A GODDAMN KLEE, QIQI AND SUCROSE WTFF???"

"I think i get your fav character?"

"Yeahh!! More than that to be honest. I want klee but you brought me two more person," sniffles and cries "you're really lucky mui. You should try and play the game,"

"It's probably the system. I doubt im that lucky tho,"

Nah, he really is lucky. Apparently he wished for his friends and got what they all really wanted for so long

"Thank you for getting me the aquila favonia, muichiro,"

"It's nothing really. I just simply press the button. It might be the system that's giving you the thing you want when i wish,"

"But still, even if i were to wish, i can get really scared and paranoid over it,"

"That's bad. You shouldnt invest yourself that much in the game tanjiro. It's just a game,"

"Ehehehe, i guess so. But you're really good at it muichiro! If you download it, we can play together :D!"

!!!!

It took the word "play together" to get muichiro down on his knee for that game. Usually the idea of playing with your friends is not that interesting. So when tanjiro said that, you bet he's going to play it

Type of player

Extremely lucky it's not even real. He got a five star on the beginner's banner

Fast farming. He probably will complete all the quest and become an endgame player within one month

"I just wanted to play with tanjiro..." bashfully

He's really good with whatever he's doing. Attack combo, dodging, elemental reaction and all sorts of stuff. If he invest more of his time on artifacts, he would probably even one shot it!!

He's very lucky. Very

Kyojuro : he wouldnt even know the existence of this game. Well, he took a glimpse of it one day and boom, heart stolen. Maybe it was the fiery burning passion in bennett that made him play the game.

'oh wow!! What a determined young boy! Even though he has a very bad luck he still keep pushing forward! Amazing!!'

'I want to be like him'

Kyojuro's the type of player to read and pay attention to every single lore of his fav character. Bennett, oh my how he wish he could've had bennett in his team. Every wishes he made would make him a c6 bennett main if only barbara wont stop coming home

"I really like you barbara but i dont want you!! Thank you for the c6 though!! I promise to use you in the future but just-" he prepares to wish

"not NOW!!" Clicks

The highest con of bennett he had ever gotten is probably c1. One day the paimon's bargain shop offered bennett as their monthly character. Kyojuro had never been so excited over a game before. He usually perks up over academics and not this kind of thing. But it's bennett, the character he admires the most.

Unfortunately he couldnt get it due to low currency. He had never feel so sad in his life.

"I shall not give up. Dont worry, i will be a c6 bennett main!!!"

He will be a c6 bennett haver!!

Type of player :

Carefully reads every stories and listens to their lines attentively. He finds it amazing how the company spent their everything on this game. It amazes him. From the stories, lores and lines, he truly appreciates it.

Balance his team pretty well. He mains bennett so he doesnt need that much of a healer in his team.

Enjoys bennett's hangout very much!! He tried to not get him killed by the dungeon's trap but ended up having to sacrifice him which ultimately ends the route. He had never felt so down and guilty before.

Not much of a damage dealer. He prefers to play it in normal mode and doesnt care that much about one shotting monster.

He feeds his character three meals a day!! If only there's a sleep option, he would be sending bennett to sleep first before the rest.

Everyone loves his teapot

Shinobu : found the game while she's scrolling through the app store out of boredom. Initially she played it on her phone but due to the fps and a really bad ping, so bad that douma wouldnt find her interesting anymore, she finally downloaded the game on her pc where things has starting to get real

"Ara, shinobu chan, it's lunch time already. Come downstairs please,"

"Sis give me five more minutes, JUST FIVE PLEASE I NEED TO KICK CHILDE's ASS,"

"he's not going anywhere sweetie,"

"yEAHH BUT MY BP IS,"

'Bp?'

"DIE DIE DIE!!" Aggresive clicking intensifies

"Shinobu chan dont hurt the keyboard that much!!"

She got lucky on the beginner's banner too and pulled a 5 star along with bennett and noelle. Who's the 5 star? Diluc Ragnvindr in all of his glory. Shinobu benched him sadly. She prefers sword over any other weapon

"I mean he's cool i guess but i just really dont get that 'WOAHHH COOL' vibe from him you know?"

"then give your diluc to me! I really want him so bad shinobu chan!"

Deep sighs "yeah sure. You can have my c2 diluc mitsuri..."

Loses 50/50 to diluc everytime everyone would think she either is lucky or cursed by the amount of that man greeting him on the screen. She still bench him though, sadly

"Im begging you, give me jEANN THE GRANDMASTER I NEED HEALER iN MY PARTY TO DO ABYSS

Type of player :

Suffers a lot in the abyss because she just want the primos which is a valid reason to do because that's the only thing that keeps her going

She's a sword character main. She'll properly build every character as either support or dps. The support would be kaeya and bennett, and her main dps ayaka

Ayaka main btw

Honestly at some point she wanted to quit the game because of how tiring it is but then inazuma came out

Fragile resin = 0

Resin = 160/160 happens once in a blue moon

"i should probably control myself with the amount of resin i've used,"

"But i cant,"

Hates domain but always can be seen playing in there

Only coops if mitsuri is there

"So that someone can calm me down,"

"That's not a really good reason shinobu chan,"

Sanemi : dude probably know the game through obanai. He watched the latter play and finds it interesting on how high the numbers he dealt. He loves challenges so a game like genshin impact would probably satisfy his need.

"Obanai, are you hearing this shit?"

"What is it sanemi, im busy doing this event,"

"That loser giyuu is also playing the game,"

"Oh yeah i know,"

"YOU KNOW? WHY YOU DIDNT TELL ME??"

"i just know right after you told me,"

"...."

Sanemi's a meta but a mediocre one. He's meta but he doesnt show it that much. Probably buys welkin once in every three months or when he really needs it same goes with battle pass too. Honestly, he really just use his money when he really needs something

"Donno if my allowance can buy me a welkin so i'll probably skip,"

"But the next banner is zhongli's,"

"....."

"Ah fuck it," buys

My man cant dodge after he got zhongli. Its very painful because he used to studies the enemies movement in the early game so that he can utilizes it on the team but zhongli's shield is so tank he forgot that dodging exists

"Im gonna kill you and you and you hhahaahhaah just you wait im gonna shred all of yo- oh shit zhongli's shield. puT IT BACK PUT IT BACK ON,"

That one event where zhongli's shield plays an important role in the domain? Yeah, he felt like a god at that time. Even got his c2 on his rerun. Sanemi just really like zhongli because it kinda reminds him of himejima. Calm and wise and strong too. He looks up on that kind of person

"Zhongli sama, im in debt for all of your hard work protecting my team," bows and wipes tears

Type of player :

Spends a little money on the game to get what he wants

Zhongli main

Is that one player that has hoards of food but doesnt even use it

"Why need healer when you have zhongli's shield,"

Compare to kyojuro, he doesnt even touch the teapot because he finds it ridiculous and bothersome to create and design everything in it

Loves one shotting bosses and compares it to giyuu. He ask for advices from obanai regarding team build supports and stuffs

Doesnt do character's story quest. The key is full every single time. He unlocks it but leaves the quest like that.

"Ah shit, i accidentally activate the quest,"

His friend list only has obanai in it. Whenever people sent him friend request, he wouldnt hesitate, more like wouldnt care to accept it

They either have to coop in obanai's world or his world and after that, unfriend immediately

Says thank you after coop because he has manners and then completely disappears

"Zhongli main forever,"

Tengen : played since 1.0 this madlad has been staying loyal to the game ever since. Quite huge amount of money he spend on this game to be honest but he never gets broke by it. You can see his regular donation to the game by purchasing welkin and battle pass and some genesis crystal too. He's loaded with money, he didnt know what to do with it.

Uzui also plays honkai impact and guns girl Z so when he saw the unknown god at the intro , he was not surprised.

"Oh we have to pick between the siblings? Cool cool co- oh hi kiana,"

"Thats so herrscher of void hahahahah,"

Although he is a loyal fan to MihoYo games, he lost his composure when he saw the 1st genshin anniversary reward because what was that. Imagine getting billions of money and they give us this? Tengen cant believe this shit

"Oh god wtf was that reward, i have to draw to get a welkin and some primos?? aND I ALSO HAVE TO BE LUCKY? WHAT-"

"WHERE'S MY FREE MONA,"

In need of mona. He needs mona so bad he literally spent his money on standard banner to get mona but always ends up with qiqi. Not that he's complaining but he just wants the astrologist to complete the support team

"GOD QIQI YOU AGAIN? WTF WFF WTF-" converts genesis crystal to primigems

"Tengen, you should control yourself!"

"SHUT UP KYOJURO, IM GONNA WASTE MY MONEY TILL I GET HER,"

"yeah but my f2p ass is hurting with how many bennett cons you got," droops

Tengen sees potential in every character. Everyone has their weakness and strength so when kokomi comes out, he diss her at first but then realize maybe its a new way for a character. Adds the uniqueness if he may say so.

"Meh i dont care honestly. You guys should pull whoever you find nice or beautiful. Like me ;)"

"Who do you main uzui?"

"Beidou,"

Type of player

Spoils the storylines, lores, leaks A LOT THE REST HAVE TO BLOCK HIM ON SOCIAL MEDIA

Speed runs the game and has become an endgame player ever since but he still does his daily commission and helps people with domains and stuffs

R5 every battle pass weapon

Fights azhdaha for fun and to test out his characters rather than ruin guards and stuff

Mona wanter

Puts traveller as the pfp and doesnt display any showcase of his characters and namecards. You can only see his achievements and spiral abyss ( 12-3 ). Says its for fun and mystery

Throws a lot of pickup lines and roleplays a lot. Spams your chatbox messages with stickers and censored stuffs

Probably steals your ores and exotic things like violetgrass, qingxin and silk flowers

Screams in the chatbox whenever he saw Mona until Kyojuro had to calm him down

Changes signature every single time and sometimes put spoilers in it

In every survey he would complain "MihoYo where the fuck is my Mona,"

Doesnt heals his characters

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer hashira #kny hashira #tokitō muichirō #shinazugawa sanemi #shinobu kochou #uzui tengen #rengoku kyojuro #kamado tanjiro #kochou kanae #iguro obanai #demon slayer headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba headcanons #hashira headcanons

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elefseija · 3 years ago

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I just gotta say 🙈 I really like your writing and I'm excitedly waiting for more.

Could you talk about anything you're writing that you're excited about? 💕

Aaaawn, thank you so much for your kind words!!! I'm so happy to hear this, and tbh I'm so happy whenever I see you on my dash and commenting/reblogging my stuff!!! It always makes me so happy and willing to do more, knowing that there's someone appreciating what I create ;; (and for this, thank you so, so, so much again!) And well, I just gotta say the same thing, I really like your passion and creativity, I really like your writing and your art, so please KEEP CREATING <3 I'm actually... really excited in general to start writing again! After all this time spent writing just my thesis, I want to write something else bahahaha Hopefully, I'll start soon, I spent some time resting and you know, real life can be quite full, so I still did not have much free time to sit and stare and a blank page BUT I REALLY WANT IT. You know, when you get that itch and you need to do something and create ;; First of all, there's the BarnAis drabbles collection, with so many cute and lovely and wholesome prompts! In general, I really like the "drabble/flashfic style", it allows me to use a more complicated structure without making my readers tired, to focus on brief moments and give a glimpse of some aspects of my characters! But there are also two more fanfictions I want to write and are sleeping in my drafts. There's the wedding fanfic (yes, still BarnAis 8D): it will perhaps two chapters long, I gotta see - but the main idea is already written down and I can't wait to work on it! Then - ... something related to the Battle of Hogwarts, and it will also involve Barnaby vs his father. VERY interesting scene, heartfelt and hurtful, but I really like giving more depth to Barnaby's character. Speaking of this, I mentioned few times I wanted to write a drabbles collection about Barnaby from his childhood until his adulthood, about maybe important events and core memories. An interesting insight to give justice to this poor character ;;

Speaking about other communities - well, I hope the League of Legends community will enjoy my Xayah/Rakan content, my favourite champions and special birb babies that I really love and I'll always cherish and protect ;; Tons of drabbles for them from another list. And well, a super interesting "what if" related to a major event in the lore story, aka the Ruination (see it as some kind of corruption, but you'll understand if you'll read it when I'll be ready to write it bahaha). I really hope you'll be following those works as well! You don't really need to know about the LoL game or the lore, for I'll be explaining step by step as I'll post my stuff, providing some details and insights eheheh

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m3kuroshirt · 3 years ago

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10,12,15 -Ask the writer game

Hello Anon! Thanks so much for the ask!

From the ask game here!

10. What’s your writing process like?

Backwardshirt: Depends on the length. If it’s a short thing, just general sentences—Ichigo is here, Grimm is here, and then this happens; then I just fill in the details. If it’s longer, I do dialogue first and add the scene around that.

Kuroos: It’s more like an organized mess than a process… I usually start off with a catchy sentence, dialogue or whatever (if it makes to the final version or not depends on how the whole thing comes together). I prefer writing down the introduction first then I just follow the chronological order of the story. I don’t skip to the end just because in my head the ending is “already written” because I KNOW something is going to change. Also, sometimes when I don’t want to forget a specific scene/feeling I write that first and usually I build the whole story around that specific part.

M34GS: Ehehehe. Well. First I start off with an idea, and I summarize the overall concept into one sentence to simplify it. Then I write a paragraph summarizing and brainstorming plot points to get from the start to the end. Then I assign roles to characters and brush up on personalities, likes, dislikes, attitudes, and just little details about them. Next, I break the paragraph into chapters; usually one or two major events per chapter. I write a short summary of the basic things I want to have happen in each chapter. And then, I start writing the actual chapter. When I finish, I reread it in my document for a quick edit. I paste it into the site I want to post on (whether that's AO3 or Tumblr) and read over it again with a fine-tooth comb for editing. The different formatting in the sites versus my word document makes it easier for mistakes or inconsistencies to jump out at me after having read and reread my own writing for so long.

12. Do you listen to music when you write? What are some favorite songs to listen to while you write?

Backwardshirt: Sometimes! Sometimes, I’ll just pick a single song and listen to it on repeat and that kind of helps with the mood of the piece. I like stuff in languages (so all of them, basically) I can’t understand so I can focus more on the feeling. Mmmm I’ve listened to Moln, by Menke for any sad stuff. Urzala by Theodore Bastard for many others. I don’t have like a designated writing playlist or anything, but I’ve also listened to a lot of SKÁLD.

M34GS: I always listen to music, especially when writing! The type of music depends on my mood and the mood of the piece I'm working on. Even right now, I am listening to my tunes Current favourite songs include Rafscrap's cover of Smoke and Mirrors, Feed the Machine by Poor Man's Poison, Rafscrap's cover of Hey Little Songbird (ft. Lacey).

Kuroos: Sometimes I do! Not always. I like to have background noise so I often play some tv show or movie. When I do listen to music it’s always a song that I can relate with the pairing or characters I’m writing. Some grimmichi songs I listen to are: Bulletproof by Godsmack, Miracle by Shinedown, I was King by One Ok Rock, Sinner’s Prayer by Sully Erna.

15. Developing relationship or established relationship?

Backwardshirt: Developing relationship! Meet violent and bloody or meet stupid hehehehehe

Kuroos: Developing relationship! Specially if I’m reading! I love to see how the author is going to develop their feelings and how they’re going to fall in love!

M34GS: I prefer developing relationship! I think it's something about watching people fall in love and, when they realize one day that there is someone that means the world to them... screeches in happy

#ask #ask game #answered #anon #ask admin game #ask m3kuroshirt #m3kuroshirt

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twinfoxtails · 4 years ago

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“Well, that’s the end of everything! Grats to @nekofantasia for being able to identify Boss, or say, Eri over this past week! For those who missed it, Eri was, in fact, Hatate! @windsofjournalism! Now, let’s take a look at the clues one by one again!”

“… Of course, keep in mind that some of these clues may be useless or just plain wrong. I’m a fairy, remember?~”

“Two are useless, but I’m actually telling the truth for all of it. It’s just so you’d second-guess yourself. Eheheh. Now then.”

#1: The person he’s impersonating is female

“Let’s be real. It’ll be really surprising if he wasn’t, because, you know, kitsunes? Him of all people especially?”

#2: The person smells nice

“This is pretty much the only useless clue in the list. All of them smells fine in their own way, and it’s not like they don’t bath, except some of them-”

#3: The person is actually pretty well-known!

“She writes the KSN, or the Kakashi Spirit News! She’s definitely well-known!”

#4: The person is pro

“And this is where the red herring of Chen being Eri is! All these accusations thrown to her is pretty funny, haha! But no, there’s definitely more than one pro in the area!”

#5: The person has something white in her clothes

“Kind of useless, but not as useless as #2. Most people in Gensokyo have a white theme on their clothes, after all. Sakuya, Reimu, Mokou, even Eirin.”

#6: It isn’t a NSFW blog, your pants are safe

“I can’t exactly give a roadblock to people who don’t do those things, eh?-”

#7: Look not for their writing style, but for their behavior on certain topics!

“Come now, Eri’s a really, REALLY good shapeshifter. Surely you don’t think it’ll be that easy identifying him?”

#8: The person he’s impersonating is good in interrogation as well! Be sure to ask around!

“‘Hatate’ ran around asking around for Valentines questions, didn’t she?~”

#9: The person he’s impersonating is sociable.

“Exactly what it says on the tin!”

#10: That person is right under your nose this entire time!

“Exactly this too! Also, this ALSO deeply further gives Chen the red herring status. Thanks, Chen!”

#11: Try throwing a potato to the person you suspect. That might work. Maybe.

“The most useful advice, change my mind.”

#12: One of the people who has been accused of being Eri is actually right!

“There’s a few people actually going around accusing one another, and I had to hint that someone actually got it right!”

#13: It’s definitely not Sakuya.

“After that knifework, it’s safe to say it really isn’t. Eri can’t ever do that.”

#14: It’s prooobably not Reimu. Probably.

“It’s not Reimu with how emo she is, but I always like making people second guess!”

#15: It might not be Chen either.

“My little red herring, go!”

#16: She has most likely approached you at least once!

“Once again, thanks Chen, for actually approaching multiple people on it! But no, it was, in fact, Hatate!”

#17: It’s probably not Cirno. Don’t worry, Cirno.

“I had to save a fellow fairy from a meltdown.”

#18: He can stand the smell of tofu, but doesn’t hurt to try.

“You wouldn’t go crazy over your favourite food in front of you, right? Eri’s the same. It wouldn’t affect him at all, I’m sure.”

#19: The person he’s impersonating is not a child.

“This is where I drop the ‘red herring’ act on Chen and just say that it’s not her, haha! Then again, Chen being a child is debatable, though...”

#20: Chen is not Eri. She was a red herring. Trust her. In fact, one of the people she has already interrogated is, in fact, Eri.

“This is when I just said it out loud, pretty much!”

#21: It is highly likely this person has already approached you.

“And this is a giant emphasis on Clue #16, to make it REALLY hit home.”

“And there we have it! The entire event! Now I’ll pass the mic over to the mun of the event, Amber! Ba dum tsh-...”

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((I have to fix your thing about the fourth wall...

But yes, that’s the end of the event. For those who did get themselves involved with the event, thank you so much for the interest. I always wanted to do an event with Eri, and this is what I came up with.

This event is also kind of meant to be an ‘ice-breaker’ kind of event, where even if you get the culprit wrong, you can still make threads and interactions from that, which is why Crescent says ‘no penalty for guessing wrong’.

With emphasis on Clue #7, the reason why I said not to look for writing style, is because Ruler is REALLY NICE in helping me refine my words into something suited for Hatate for the newspaper, with Eri’s intentions intact. I don’t have the password and ID to Ruler’s Hatate blog nor do I plan to ask for it, so he was the one sending asks on my behalf as Eri.

In fact, Ruler deserves equal, if not, more credit because he’s done ALOT into helping with my shenanigans, even tossing ideas here and there.

But yes, THANK YOU FOR PLAYING

P.S: The event’s first draft was actually Crescent sending everyone on a wild goose chase, but I HEAVILY decided against it in the end, and contacted Ruler about whether Eri can loan Hatate for a moment. SO AGAIN, THANKS RULER

#AUTHOR COMMENTARY INVOLVED YES #THANK YOU FOR PARTICIPATING

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frauleinjustice · 4 years ago

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Saiouma Week Day 6: Fluff

Hey there, everyone!! I decided to do this day’s prompts for saioumaweek ( @saiouma-events ) : angst/fluff, where I chose to do fluff, of course~!

Summary: It’s a lazy afternoon for the boys, and so they do what they usually love to do: play around and chase each other around the house! They both always have a fun time when they let loose and play around like that, adoring the laughs and smiles they can get out of each other.

Heheh so as you can see, I pretty much wanted to make a simple, but cute oneshot for this prompt! I hope you all will enjoy the floof as well~ and as always, thank you so much in advanced if you give it a read! ღ

Today was a lazy afternoon. Shuichi and Kokichi were doing their own thing as they hung out in the former’s living room, with Shuichi reading a book on the couch, while Kokichi was sitting on the floor playing a video game on the TV. At one point, Shuichi got up so he could use the bathroom. That’s when Kokichi got an idea for a small, but funny prank to play on him. Snickering, Kokichi rushes over to another room to grab a toy mouse. Quickly but carefully, he stuffs it in between a few pages further than Shuichi left off on. When Shuichi comes back, Kokichi was already back at his game, acting as if he didn’t do anything… but he was silently awaiting the moment Shuichi reacts. So after a few more pages… Shuichi sees the toy mouse in between the pages, and-

“GYAH?!” With a loud and confused shriek, the book flies out of Shuichi’s hands when he leaps off the couch. When he takes a closer look at the mouse, he realizes it’s fake and picks it up. “W-What the!?”

“P...Pffttt….” Almost instantly, Kokichi bursts out in laughter, almost missing the pause button before he drops his controller. “Hahaha!!” He’s almost leaning over with how hard he laughs, turning his head back to look at his extremely puzzled boyfriend. “Hahaha!! I-I got you good, Shuichiii~! That scream was worth it! Ahahaha!!”

“O-Oh my god, Kokichi: you are sooo funny!” Despite blushing slightly in embarrassment, he still chortles. “A-Allright, I’ll admit: you got me good. You nerd.” He was going to playfully bop him on the head with a couch pillow, had Kokichi not quickly dodged and flew up to his feet.

“Miiissed! Come catch me, Mr. Detective~! Nishishi!” Taunts the snickering Kokichi before he dashes off.

“Hoh! I’ll apprehend you, criminal-!” Declares Shuichi before he quickly chases after him, already failing to keep a straight face. “Wh...When I get you, you shall finally, h-hehehe, p-pay for all your crimes, Ouma Kokichi!”

“You’ll never catch me aliiive, Saihara Shuichi! H-Hahaha!” Playing the roles of the ‘hot-boiled detective chasing the infamous phantom thief’: this was something they loved to do often, always having a blast when they did. Even as they tried staying in their roles, boisterous laughter roared from the two as Kokichi navigated through the corridors and different rooms, just barely slipping past Shuichi’s grasp when he needed to run right back out. Kokichi adored seeing his boyfriend’s playful side come out like this: that it didn’t annoy Shuichi when he wanted to play like this.

Eventually, Kokichi enters the bedroom. He’s slowly walking backwards as Shuichi nears him. “You’re cornered, mister: there is no escape…”

Even as Kokichi’s leg eventually hit against the foot of the bed: that confident smirk doesn’t leave his face. “Ohh? If you think you’ve got me that easily, you’re wrong-!” Kokichi was going to attempt to reach for a pillow to throw at his face, so he can make for a quick exit once again… but with quick thinking and sudden movement, Shuichi leaps forward, and…. “Ah-!!”

Pins Kokichi down to the bed, hovering above him with an unusually smug smirk on his face. “Hmhmhm…. You were saying?”

Kokichi’s breath hitches. This wasn’t the first time Shuichi ‘caught’ him like this. Yet each time, the heat rose to his cheeks and his heart raced even more. Not only from how much and how fast he was running, but also being pinned down by Shuichi. Even if he was just playing his role: hearing his boyfriend look and act so confident like that… he found it madly attractive. “S...Someone’s cocky. What’s Mr. Detective going to do to me now, hmm? Gonna tie and rough me up? Since you pinned me to the bed…”

“Y-You and your wild imaginations! But no: rather, I’ll punish you with…” A smile widening on his face, Shuichi leans his head further down, and… starts pelting Kokichi’s face with kisses in between giggles. “...This! Take that-hehehe-a-and that, and that!”

“Ahhh~!” Kokichi starts playfully squirming around, giggling at the barrage of kisses. “N-Nishishi, hahaha! M-Mercy, detectiiiiive!”

“No mercy for youuu, h-hahaha!” And this was always how their little chase ended, with the detective delivering his fierce punishment of barraging his beloved ‘criminal’ with kisses. He loved the adorable giggles he got out of him, and before he would stop… he always leans in to plant a slow, deep kiss to Kokichi’s lips as he slowly closes his eyes.

“Mmm…” He utters a small hum into the kiss once his giggles die down, eye coming to a close as well. The blush on his face darkens and he leans more into the kiss, feeling his heart flutter softly in his chest. Once Shuichi moves his head back up when they need to break from the kiss, Kokichi gives him a warm, loving gaze. “Shumai…” A hand reaches up to comb through Shuichi’s hair. “I love when my beloved plays with me like this. It’s so exciting, being chased by him..” The smile he gives Shuichi is innocent and genuine… the rare kind of smile that he’s only willingly presented to Shuichi…. before it turns into his usual big, bright, and mischievous one. “....And when I catch him by surprise, too!” He chimes, before wrapping his arms around him and proceeds to start making them roll around on the bed.

“I have lots of fun, too, Koki…” He smiles warmly, leaning against his hand. Then when Kokichi suddenly wraps his arms around him and makes them start rolling- “Woah-!” He lets out a surprised yelp before he quickly finds himself wrapping his arms around Kokichi in turn, laughing. “Eheheh, hahaha! Oh nooo, you got me!” And as they’re rolling around, Kokichi’s the one sneaking kisses to his cheeks this time, making Shuichi giggle even more. “K-Kokichiii-ehehe!”

“Nishishi~! That’s right! Diieeee!” He also loved making Shuichi crack up like this, adoring the cute giggles he makes.

“A-Ahaha, c-careful though, we don’t want to accidentally roll off the be-auh!” Before he could get the full warning out, the two really do end up rolling off the bed, with Shuichi’s back hitting the floor. Luckily a pillow that got knocked down when they were rolling around wildly on the bed was right there to cushion Shuichi’s head so it wouldn’t hurt from the impact of hitting the ground. “Oh…!” The two look at each for a few seconds, before they both start laughing. “G-Geez, thank god that pillow was right there!”

“Eheheh… I made sure it was! Even a supreme leader can be merciful to his boyfriend sometimes.”

“Aren’t you sooo sweet…” He sarcastically remarks with a smile, nuzzling their foreheads together. They still had their arms wrapped around each other with Kokichi laying on top, but even while they were still on the floor, they felt comfy enough to not need to get up just yet. Right now, they wanted to be in each other’s hold, and get lost in the other’s eyes. “Kokichi… I love you.”

“I… love you, too, Shuichi.” Three words that the supreme leader would teasingly say a lot before they got together, yet was incredibly shy on saying it genuinely and that directly. Overtime, he’s been able to without feeling as shy. It makes him happy… “I always want to be with my beloved… and that will never be a lie.”

“Yes…” He places soft kisses on his lips. “We will always be together, Kokichi: that, I can promise for a fact. You’re the… only one for me, after all.”

“G...Geeez… i-if Shumai’s that blunt about it...n-nishishi…” Despite the rising heat to his cheeks, he gives an even brighter smile and a nod. “Mmhm! That’s right! I’m the only one for him, just as Shuichi is the only one for me! Him, and no one else!”

“Hehe… good… I love you so much…” Kokichi leans his head even closer, to help close the distance between them in a deep, loving kiss as their eyes slowly come to a close. The two adored their lazy afternoons for many reasons, but it was especially when they had their soft, intimate moments like this.

#Shuichi Saihara #Kokichi Ouma #saiouma #saioumaweek2020 #danganronpa v3 #Kay's writings #aaand with that: my last prompt for this week! I had lotsa fun participating in it~!#you all did so well too! ☆

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jae-bummer · 5 years ago

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Take One for the Team

Request: Day6 Jae + prompt no 1 please? Have a nice day 💕

Prompt:

1) ”Here’s a concept…me and you…married.”

Pairing: Day6 Jae x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Stretching your leg across the bed, you subconsciously searched the sheets for any source of warmth. It was freezing in your apartment, and surely your pet was somewhere close. It wasn’t uncommon for you to sponge off of his tiny warmth, so when your foot didn’t touch fur, you became more determined.

With your eyes still locked shut and your head pounding from the incoming hangover, you rolled across your mattress until you finally halted at the small creature you were looking for.

Humming happily, you nuzzled your face into a pillow, and sighed. Pushing an arm out, you wrapped your arm around him, but furrowed your brows.

This was not your pet.

Your brain was groggy with a mix of sleep and possible alcohol poisoning as you patted the warm area feverishly.

Skin.

Warm, soft, human skin.

Your eyes flew open to assess the man laying beside you.

There was a stranger.

In. Your. Bed.

Holding your breath, you slowly pulled the blankets up to gaze down at your body. Loosening that breath, relief flooded through your anxiety ridden chest as you confirmed you were still wearing the clothes you had gone out in the night before. You left the comforter off of your body as you began to slide across the sheets and away from the guy stationed on the opposite side of the bed.

“Who are you?” you murmured, furrowing your brows. You tried to search desperately through your memory, but were only met with fuzzy recollections. Most of the night had been a blur from drinking, but you didn’t realize you were THAT intoxicated.

Swallowing your pride, you reached for your cell phone on the nightstand, and heaved yourself off of the mattress. On top of having some creep snoozing beside you all night, you also felt like someone beat you with a baseball bat. Struggling across the bedroom, you finally eased out of the door, and into the living area. Dialing your best friends number, you swore you could count your heart beats in between rings.

“Mmm?” she grumbled into the phone.

“What in the frickity frack happened last night?” you hissed. “And please tell me you know the person currently in my bed.”

“Ehehehe,” she chuckled, still drowsy as well. “You actually went home with him?”

“Correction,” you sighed. “He went home with me. And before you get excited, no, we didn’t sleep together.”

“I mean, you did technically,” she laughed.

“By the pure definition of the term, yes, it appears that we slept beside each other,” you muttered, keeping a cautious watch on the bedroom door. “But nothing more happened than that. Now who is he?”

“His name is Jae,” she said through a yawn. “He showed up shortly after you started drinking. Once you became thoroughly smashed, you couldn’t shut up about how cute he was.”

Lifting your brows, you shuffled over to the bedroom, and cracked the door. Peering inside, you assessed the man quietly. He looked thin, a bit lanky, but had a cute face. Strong jaw and strong cheekbones were the perfect frame for his sleep-ridden smile. You tilted your head as you continued to look at him, only stopping once your friend began to speak again.

“Y/N? Are you there?”

“Yeah,” you grumbled, backing away from the door. “He’s okay, I guess.”

“If only you could ask the you from last night what you thought about him,” she hummed. “You were smitten.”

“And that was enough for you, as my friend, to give him the green light to go home with me?” you groaned.

“We have mutual friends,” she sighed. “They said you’d be fine.”

“But what if I wasn’t,” you hissed, more than annoyed. “You let me go home with a stranger. I could have been halfway across the country in his trunk by now.”

“You should really stop watching true crime shows,” she clucked.

“And you should watch more,” you grumbled. “How do I get him to leave?”

“I dunno,” she muttered. “Get back into bed and pretend you’re asleep. If you’re asleep long enough, surely he’ll see himself out.”

“What if he wakes me up,” you muttered, biting at a nail. You had never been in a situation even remotely like this before, and frankly you were surprised with yourself.

“Then you kindly ask him to leave,” she sighed. “Can I go back to sleep now?”

“I guess,” you groaned, eying the door to your bedroom again. You swore you had heard a cough. “Thanks for the update. It’s been illuminating.”

Without uttering another word, your friend hung up, causing you to roll your eyes.

Taking a deep breath, you attempted to encourage yourself to step back into the bedroom, but found something holding you back. The reality of the situation had exhausted you while you were already feeling less than your normal self. If you asked him to leave, was he the type to get angry? Would he expect more from you than what you were willing to give? You didn’t know anything about him, and the assertion that you had mutual friends who said he was “okay” was not comforting.

You balled your fists and let your cuticles create half moon circles in your palm. This had to happen sooner or later, so time to pull off the band-aid.

Tilting your head, you attempted to catch sight of your target before allowing your body in the room. Nearly choking on your breath, your eyes grew wide as you noticed the boy who was previously asleep was now very much awake.

“Well hello,” he croaked, his morning voice attractive enough to stop any thought process you were attempting to verbalize.

“Hi,” you whispered, remaining stationed in the doorway.

“Not to be awkward, but this is awkward,” he grinned, running a hand through his already disheveled hair.

You nodded. “Thanks for bringing light to the obvious.”

“I think it’s healthy to address when things get weird,” he chuckled. “Not that you’re weird. Just this situation...is a little weird.”

You nodded again, unsure of what to say.

“So...you come here often?” he grinned.

Trying not to roll your eyes, you shuffled into the room, and sat on the edge of the bed. “Look, I don’t want to give you the wrong idea, but-”

“Let me guess,” he hummed. “You don’t do this often?”

“I don’t!” you gasped, instantly getting annoyed.

“I’m not trying to suggest you do!” he laughed. “Sorry, just trying to cut the tension a bit...I don’t do this either.”

“Listen, Jae, I’m sure you’re a nice kid-”

“You remembered my name,” he smirked.

“Not technically,” you sighed, feeling heat creep up your neck. Talk about embarrassing.

“I was wondering who you were talking to in the hallway,” he nodded. “Calling around to figure out who’s in your bed?”

“For someone who hasn’t done this before, you sound awfully seasoned,” you grumbled, crossing your arms.

“For someone who hasn’t done this before, you sound awfully defensive,” he smiled.

“Is now a bad time to ask you to leave?” you groaned, already done with this exchange.

“And here I was, considering we could be soulmates,” he laughed. “But I can tell when I’m being dismissed.”

“Such acute skills in self awareness,” you muttered. “Not as if I already asked you to leave.”

“Before I go,” he hummed, pushing himself from the bed and tugging down at his clothes. “Here’s a concept...me and you...married.”

“Please leave,” you winced.

“Can I at least get your number or something?” he asked. “I mean, certainly you did like me at one point.”

“Probably before you started talking,” you sighed.

“So, is that a yes?” he asked, holding his phone out before him.

Rolling your eyes, you extended your hand, and took his phone. For a moment, you considered putting in a fake number, but a subconscious part of you may have still had a little hope for him. Handing his phone back, you motioned toward the door wordlessly.

“Y/N,” he nodded, glancing at the screen. “I was wondering.”

“You didn’t know my name?” you choked.

“Don’t be offended,” he laughed. Pushing his heels into his shoes, he glanced over his shoulder with his hand on the door knob. “It’s not like you knew mine either. I do prefer to know who I’m kissing though.”

“We kissed?” you nearly screeched. He could remember that, but he couldn’t remember your name?

“If you need me to jog your memory,” he grinned. “You know how to find me.”

You held your face between your hands and stared into the coffee cup before you. It had only been a few hours since you had opted to abandon your apartment for the privacy and quiet of a cafe.

You weren’t sure if you were mortified or irritated at the exchange that had occurred between you and Jae, but you couldn’t stop thinking about it.

Or him.

He had so easily gotten under your skin, but admittedly, you had allowed him to. You were so worried about how he perceived you, that you hadn’t stopped to realize that you were in the same position. He had gone home with a stranger just as you had. If he were going to pass judgement on you, he deserved just as much.

But that was the thing...he hadn’t passed judgement. Maybe that was why you were so thrown off by your interactions with him. You expected him to find you easy. You had expected for him to continue to try to find a way into your pants.

Which he may try to do in the future now that he had your number...

but honestly, he didn’t seem like the type.

Glancing to your phone, you heaved a sigh. Surprisingly, you had almost expected him to text you by now, but maybe he didn’t want to press his luck.

And furthering the surprise, you were kind of disappointed he hadn’t.

“Fancy seeing you here,” a familiar voice bellowed from above you.

You had been stationed at the cafe for a few hours, working on emails and generally daydreaming about the events of that morning. It seemed like a safe place to hideout from friends and potential love interests until you had heard that voice.

You had seriously considered that your daydreams had taken on a life of their own, but as you glanced up through your lashes, you had almost forgotten how to breath.

“Do you have my location enabled on your phone?” you gasped, furrowing your brows.

“I think I’d have to get into your phone to be able to do that,” he grinned, sliding into the chair opposite you. “No, this is just a happy accident.”

“For who?” you grumbled.

“Both of us I’d say,” he chuckled. “I know you like me, even if it is against your better judgement.”

You rolled your eyes and leveled him with a stare.

“I’m guessing you’re not responding because it’s true?” he grinned. “This lanky nerd with a heart of gold has totally caught your interest.”

“How can you have so much confidence for a blonde praying mantis?” you muttered.

“Because I’m an adorable blonde, praying mantis,” he chuckled. “And for the record, that one stung a bit.”

“Because truth hurts?” you smiled.

“If it’s true, what does that say about you?” he hummed. “You’re attracted to this praying mantis after all.”

“It says I’m an entomologist with bad taste, I guess,” you smirked.

“I’ve never had someone simultaneously insult me and hit on me,” he sighed. “I have to admit, I’m kind of in to it.”

“Only kind of?”

“What do you say...” he murmured, his voice suddenly softer as he leaned forward. “We actually go on a real date?”

“Perish the thought,” you grinned, clutching at your chest in feign shock.

“You don’t have to tell me it’s revolutionary,” he chuckled. “An actual date? In the twenty-first century?”

“Go on.”

“We’ll go to an arcade, and I’ll buy us soft pretzels,” he nodded. “Afterwards, we’ll split a chocolate milkshake and I’ll even let you have the cherry.”

“So chivalrous.”

“And then, I’ll remind you that I’m a fantastic kisser, but only if it’s consensual.”

“Consensual affection, very sexy,” you smiled.

“We’ll finish up with me walking you to your door because I know where you live, which sounds very creepy outside of our previous history,” he hummed. “And I won’t expect to be invited into your bed.”

“Good because you’re not,” you laughed.

“Good,” he smiled. “So...will you go on a date with me?”

You nodded slowly before continuing quietly. “No one has ever formally asked me on a date before.”

“Seems like I’m the first for you in a lot of ways,” he smirked.

“Keep comments like that to yourself if you want me to say yes.”

He laughed, his smile growing wider. “So?”

“So?” you echoed.

“Do I have to ask again?”

“It would be nice,” you grinned.

“Will you, Y/N the misguided entomologist, please grant me the pleasure, of going on a real date with me?”

“I guess so,” you sighed, rolling your eyes. “If I have to.”

His grin only grew wider with your words. “Someone has to take one for the team.”

You nodded, biting your lip. “Might as well be me.”

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bulbpix · 5 years ago

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If You Just Listened - Part 13

Public transportation in Gotham wasn't the best. After witnessing fights, drug deals, and countless other events on the buses and trains, you eventually came to the decision that walking was best. But today was an exception.

Once you'd dried your laundry and finished talking to Arthur last night, you carried your clothes to your apartment and settled in. Shortly after heading to bed, you suddenly heard what sounded like yelling and banging from the apartment under you... Arthur's apartment.

It didn't sound too serious, probably just a dispute between mother and son. Still, you felt bad. Arthur just had a very big day, his comedic debut. It shouldn't have ended with a fight. But, there was nothing you could do. You tucked yourself in, and waited for the yelling to die down.

This morning, Arthur told you he needed to do something important. Something very important. You assumed it had something to do with the fight last night. You were undeniably curious, but didn't want to press too much. It seemed like a personal issue.

"Can you come to the train station with me?" he asked. "I know it's a pain in the ass, but..."

You shook your head. "Arthur, we're friends. If you need me, I'm there." You crossed your arms, smiling at him. He smiled a bit, but you could tell he wasn't in his usual cheery demeanor today. "So where is this train station?"

Arthur scratched the back of his head. "That's the annoying part. It's in Elmont."

Of course it's in fucking Elmont.

You stopped yourself from groaning. Elmont was a neighborhood so far uptown from the city that there was no way you two could walk. You'd have to take the bus, which you did NOT want to do. At all. And it wouldn't be a short ride either - it would be an hour there and back, at the very least (And that's without traffic!). You dreaded the public transportation of Gotham. Arthur couldn't have asked you to go to a train station in downtown Gotham. Nooo, it's gotta be Elmont!

"Pfft, Elmont? Don't even worry about it. Let me just get myself together and I'll see you in the lobby, yeah?"

Arthur nodded, and began his way downstairs.

You shut the door behind you, grumbling as you went about your apartment. "Fucking Elmont."

And now here you were, on a crowded bus that smelled like an armpit. Luckily, you and Arthur were able to find seats. You tried to strike a conversation with him a few times, but it didn't seem like he was in the mood to talk today.

You furrowed your eyebrows. This behavior was weird, even for Arthur. Whatever happened last night must have really been serious. Although you weren't enjoying this trip in any sense, you truly wanted to be there for him. You sighed, staring at his knee. You wanted things to be better. For both of you.

Halfway through the ride, you felt your eyelids begin to grow heavy. You turned to Arthur. He seemed to be zoned-out, staring through the window. Still not in the mood to talk.

You yawned, deciding that if you were going to nap, this would be your chance. You adjusted your arms, sinking down into your jacket, falling into a surprisingly easy sleep...

"Excuse me?" "Mm...?

You slowly opened your eyes, looking towards the source of the voice. An older woman was leaning towards you from the seat across yours. You rubbed your eyes, trying to adjust them. You couldn't exactly remember what you were doing on this bus upon waking up.

"The last stop is coming up. Just wanted to let you and your friend know." She smiled, and turned back ahead.

My friend...? Oh. Right.

You felt a heaviness on your shoulder. You turned to see what it was, your face immediately being buried in a bunch of brown hair.

Arthur had fallen asleep on your shoulder.

You turned your head forward, wondering how he ended up there. He probably fell asleep sitting up, the rocking of the bus eventually knocking him to the side. Imagining it made you chuckle.

I wonder what his hair smells like...

Wait, what?

That was a weird thought. Why would you care how his hair smelled? What were you, some kind of creep? Who even thinks of that? You were just tired. This bus ride was long, and boring. Yeah, that was it. Your brain was probably just looking for a way to entertain itself. Stimulating the senses, or something. Yeah.

You peeked over at him. Still sound asleep.

It would be harmless, Arthur wouldn't even notice. Was it a crime to want to smell something? What, like using your nose was illegal? What harm could it do?

You slowly turned your head towards his, hesitating.

Arthur wouldn't care right?

Or would he?

This was weird...

Ah, you were just overthinking it.

Slowly, you sunk the tip of your nose into his chestnut locks. You closed your eyes, gently burrowing into his hair as you inhaled. He smelled smoky, yet sweet. Like a combination of cigarettes and honeysuckle. Where did the honeysuckle come from? Maybe it was his shampoo. You dug your nose deeper, nearly touching his scalp. He smelled earthy, and natural. Like he showered recently, but not too recently. If you could describe his scent, the only word that came to mind would be... comfortable. What a friend was supposed to smell like. Friend-scented? You smiled.

Arthur rustled, slowly picking his head up and nicking your nose.

Your face shot forward, your eyes shooting open. You folded your hands together tightly.

He adjusted his shoulders, his eyes still squinting from tiredness. He touched the top of his head, shifting his gaze towards you.

"Were you... sniffing me?" Crap. "What?" "What were you doing just now?" "I literally have no idea what you're even saying."

You buried yourself further into your jacket and scarf, your face now beet-red. He was asleep, you were so sure he was asleep. Was he awake the entire time? Did he just wake up? You prayed to God it was the latter.

"I could've sworn I felt you-" "Arthur, can you just focus, please? Look, we're already at the stop."

Arthur blinked a few times, clearly puzzled by the entire situation. He looked ahead, and sure enough, you had reached your destination.

The bus came to a slow, creaking halt at the station. The driver looked behind his seat, shouting, "Last stop! Everybody out!"

You and Arthur got up, stretching from the long ride. You stepped outside, walking him towards the station entrance. As you reached one of its glass doors, he took a deep breath and turned to you.

"I just want to say something," he sighed.

"Is this about the smelling thing? 'Cause I swear it wasn't what you think it was. I was looking out the window and your head was right there and I just needed to breathe like any human does so I inhaled through my nose but your hair was also in the way so it LOOKED like I was smelling your hair but I wasn't I was just turning my head and your head was also there and I was breathing but while my nose was-"

Arthur held his hand up, stopping your ramble.

"I believe you, I just wanted to say thanks for coming," he said flatly.

His calm attitude only served to make you all the more embarrassed. Shouldn't this be the other way around? Usually he was the flustered one.

"I have to get on my train now," he continued. "I'll see you tonight?"

You nodded. "Yeah, just stop by if you need me, why not."

Arthur gave a low-spirited smile, turning towards the entrance.

Before he could take a step, you grabbed him by his arm and yanked him into a tight hug. He tensed up, unsure of what to do.

You were hugging him. This wasn't his imagination.

This was... real.

Cautiously, he wrapped his arms around you.

"I don't know what's going on, but I can tell it's a lot. I'm here for you, bud. Whenever you need me." You squeezed him tighter.

Arthur was speechless. Never in his most fantastical dreams would he have imagined to have a friend like you. He felt... undeserving. He hadn't done anything to earn you as a companion. Why were you here? He shut his eyes tightly, feeling his body begin to shudder with grateful, yet sad laughter. He pulled you closer to him, unbelievably thankful to have you here in this moment.

You patted his back, used to his laughter by now. You sighed, hoping whatever he was dealing with would be over soon.

After a few minutes, Arthur began to calm down. He stood up straight, sniffling a bit and grinning at you.

"Thanks." "Don't mention it."

Arthur walked towards the train station entrance, pulling open a glass door. He stopped there, turning to you.

"Also, I was awake the whole time," he added, an amused smile on his face. "You're weird."

And with that, he disappeared into the station.

Your expression sunk, your face immediately going pale. You yanked your winter cap further down on to your head, wanting to bury yourself inside it as you ran towards a departing bus.

Did Arthur just call me weird? Arthur, of all people? I hate my life.

A/N - Looks like Y/N can be just as creepy. anyways - IM BAAAAAACCCCCKKK, AND FINALS ARE OVER!! GET READY FOR BACK TO BACK FICS GUYS - and sorry for the wait ehehehe....

@geronimosanna @theworldthroughmynikon @niniita-ah @captainohgod @memory-mortis @handsomeguyslover @bitterspectrum @sosearchingromeo @aesikupills @mardema @ajokeformur-ray

(i hope i got this tagging thing right? im still new to this lol)

#joker #arthur fleck #joker x reader #arthur fleck x reader #joker x y/n #arthur fleck x y/n #joker x you #arthur fleck x you #slowburn #slow burn #If you just listened

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maknaesdancersrappers · 5 years ago

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okay so before i start with my latest theory i’d just like to say, i’m too invested in devoted for my own good. i spend too much time fantasizing over devoted!jaehyun and coming up with theories😩 but anyways, i think yuta isn’t as innocent as i thought he was :/ let me elaborate. 1/8

i was rereading devoted for like the 100000th time and as i was reading chapter 2 i peeped that y/n told yuta, and i quote “We met during freshman year in college.” at the charity event but then i remembered that in chapter 7 yuta says, “Did you think you or Jaehyun immediately thought of marrying each other when you first met in high school?” and y/n goes on to correct him saying that they actually met in college. 2/2

and then i remembered that an anon had asked yuta on #openforum what made him think that y/n and jae met in high school and this mf said, “I always hear about how they dated for years and I misinterpreted them saying they dated in college as them only getting together in college but have known each other since high school.” WHICH IS A COMPLETE LIE BC Y/N TOLD HIM THE NIGHT THEY FIRST MET THAT SHE MET JAE IN COLLEGE?!? 3/3

now my theory as to why yuta thinks that the lovely couple met in high school is bc someone close to them said it and i think that person is jae :( but i don’t think he was fully aware of who he was saying it to bc he said it when he went out for drinks with da bois and was sadly drugged. 4/8

even though jae was under the influence i don’t think he was lying about meeting y/n in high school, my evidence being this excerpt from devotee: “you’re founding your relationship on... Lies?” He finishes for him, “I don’t like that word. Let’s call it… an altered fact. She’ll leave me if she finds out.” i think the altered fact is that jae knew about her existence waaaay before she smacked him in the face with her hair. 5/8

bUT back to yuta. i think he’s an accomplice (i’m referring to the list of possible roles you posted) he lacks any serious motivation to want to harm y/n + he seems kind of fond of her so i doubt he would cause her any physical harm but i do think he’s working for the person who actually wants to hurt y/n. 6/8

to kinda further my last point, i went searching through your devoted!au tag for twenty minutes just to find this ask: “@ yuta and sicheng in devoted. did you guys hear anything that night you crashed at jaehyun and y/n’s? *their door was open* #openforum.” to which yuta replied: “Sicheng passed out but I might have heard something I shouldn’t have.” 7/8

now this might be a stretch but i don’t trust anything he says anymore, i don’t think he just heard i feel as if he was snooping around for information and accidentally stumbled across jae and y/n going at it. in conclusion, yuta’s a liar, jae is a secretive lil shit that we’re all whipped for, and y/n is waaaaay too gullible for her own good. thank you for keeping my mind busy during quarantine, if it wasn’t for you i would have gone insane by now 🥺❣️ 8/8

i should stop reading long theories right after waking up

but this is another theory people can think about lmao, im not saying its right or wrong, but let’s get those gears grinding during this quarantine, ey? thanks for sending this in eheheh

#devoted theories

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oveliagirlhaditright · 5 years ago

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Author’s Note: For @angel-with-a-pipette (since for some reasons my fault one of the things we’ve talked about when we PM each other is Twilight. LOL). It’s not the drawing idea I had--I may still try and do that for you--but here’s a scene of Sora and Kairi in Twilight (the book) as Edward and Bella, but with my own SoKai spin on it all.

Basically? It’s right after Edward (though Sora in this) saves Bella (Kairi) from those guys in Port Angeles--when she’s already figured out he’s a vampire and a mind reader, though they haven’t had that conversation yet--and before they go to dinner in Port Angeles (which actually doesn’t happen in this fic, for reasons I’ll explain in a minute).

Also, I went with the “Life and Death” version of the Port Angeles scene. No one was trying to rape Kairi here--thank God--but rather when she got dropped off at Forks in the beginning of the book, she saw something shady going on with these guys at the airport. And in Port Angeles, she runs into those same guys from before, who want to kill her because they remember her from that day and think she was a witness to the event.

I also changed some of the Twilight vampire lore here. I’m having Sora be able to blush, as human blood lingers in his tissues. I’m also making him less strong, so that he thinks getting into a car accident--if the car blew up and there was fire, that is--could actually kill him.

And I tried to give Kairi a tiny bit more agency here--as Bella (who I do love. Don’t get me wrong)--by having her drive some, and Sora actually appreciating her driving and whatnot. IDK.

But anyway, I’ve rambled enough. Here’s the story.

Kairi’s PoV

"Have you always been so... empathetic, as to understand everyone's emotions the way you do? I mean, not to be mean, but you seem a bit staggered around me... so I feel there has to be something going on to make you to be so intuitive around everyone else," Kairi said, in trying to get the boy beside her, Sora—who she knew was a vampire—to admit that he was that… as well as a mind reader.

Sora gripped the steering wheel a little harder at Kairi’s words and blushed—the only indication he gave to Kairi at all, that what she was asking somewhat bothered him. But then he was so calm and pleasant when he faced her afterwards—as he always was—that Kairi had to wonder if she’d imagined his discomfort. “…O- of course I’m not that suave around you, Kairi. I- I like you, so it makes me feel nervous... So I’m sorry if I maybe seem less poised with you, that way, than I do with other people. …But you really think I’m that good with others? I don’t.”

Well, now it was Kairi’s turn to flush and feel a bit nervous, wasn’t it? Kairi sent a small smile Sora’s way, trying to show him that she liked him, too… Though she was irritated that he was trying to lie to her about his abilities now …

But she also understand what insecurities he might have that could drive him to do so. So as gently as she could, Kairi leaned ever closer to Sora and gently put a hand atop his. “Sora, I- I know that you’re a vampire, okay? And that you can read minds… except for probably mine. it’s okay. You can- you can tell me all about it.”

…Aaaaaaaaaand Sora nearly drove them off a bridge at Kairi’s words—something that almost made her regret she’d ever said a thing. Almost.—but he regained control of the vehicle again, fast… and Kairi found herself falling even more in love, as Sora saved her life once again.

“Wh- what? Why would you even say that, Kairi? Of course I’m not! Now, let’s stop thinking about ridiculous things and join Selphie and Naminé for dinner, shall we? Ehehehe.” But it was clear by the edge in Sora’s voice—and how he was speaking in a pitch much higher than Kairi had ever heard from him before—that she had stumbled upon the truth.

The redhead shivered as that information really hit her. Yes, she knew for a fact that Sora would never hurt her—she could just feel it in her heart; and more than anything, he’d been helping her lately. Hadn’t he?—but it was still something else, to have the information that Seifer had eluded at proved to be true.

And seeming to realize the jig was up, Sora gave up the front of acting like Kairi was wrong, and slumped in the driver’s seat as he let out one great big sigh. “Kairi, I- I’m sorry. You must be scared right now—and you have every right to be!—I- I wanted to keep you from danger as much as I could. But I was kidding myself in thinking anything’s more a threat to you than I am. Here: I’ll drop you off with your friends and then I’ll leave your life forever.”

But all of that was the opposite of what Kairi wanted!

And while Sora may have been doubting himself here, Kairi knew the kind of heart he bore. Sora was so good to everyone! His siblings, for example, that Kairi got to witness him being amazing to on a daily basis… He was there for her for sure, in saving her both from that van and those guys who had just recognized her from the airport…

And even when Kairi had been pushing Sora into telling her what was going on with his powers, he’d only ever been sweet to her… even while he pushed her away, sometimes literally (though always gently).

And he’d also signed himself up to go on a date with anyone who would pay a lot of money to charity for his being their date… even if he’d clearly hated the idea of going out with Larxene.

Sora was kind through and through, and Kairi just wished that he would see that!

“Sora, why don’t you- why don’t you let me drive? You seem too emotionally spent to do so yourself right now—and that’s my fault, and I apologize for it—but we both want to get home safely, right?”

And wordlessly, Sora acquiesced to Kairi’s request. He pulled over somewhere—something that Kairi knew should have been terrifying her, but wasn’t—and then switched seats with her.

Then, when Kairi was driving and they were fully back on the road, Sora leaned his head back against the headrest and closed his eyes and smiled… He seemed to be liking her driving. Maybe he’d actually gotten tired of driving so fast, but hadn’t realized so until now?

“Sora, I want you to know I’m not afraid of you,” Kairi told her dear friend—though how she wished he was more—as she tried her best to focus on the jerk driver behind her who wanted to rear end her, and not on the fact that she was really laying her heart out on the line here. “And no, before you protest… I don’t think that’s me being stupid, or anything else. If it was anyone else- a vampire who really seemed to want me dead, for instance, I’d be running for the hills right now.

“But you- if anything, you’re the opposite of that. And I want you to know how much I appreciate that: how you seem to fight tooth and nail against your very nature to be able to be someone to write home about. It’s like how I went against what I want—who I really am—in moving here for my mom’s sake, not my own… But you’re probably more selfless than I even am, because you don’t complain every second about the choice that you’ve made. But I- I do.”

Kairi thought Sora would protest some of her self-loathing words here, because, if nothing else… their encounters together had told her that Sora thought she was pretty unselfish and special in that way.

But Kairi right now was trying to show Sora, that… really, he was a lot like her. And that they were two outcasts together in this world. And maybe that could mean something for them.

And Sora seemed to latch onto that, and chose not to dispel the image she had created: something she would be thankful for later.

“Kairi?” Sora asked now, as he opened one beautiful eye and peered at Kairi with it, as if she were the most beautiful thing in the world. “Do you- do you mind if we ditch your friends and go to a candy store or something? I swear I’ll tell you everything you want to know there.”

“I’d very much like that, Sora,” Kairi replied bashfully, to which Sora smirked and told her she didn’t have to be so uncertain around him—since, in his eyes, if anyone should be doubting everything they knew in this situation, it was him. But even while he said that, it was his hand that found Kairi’s this time.

Author's Note: So, like I said, they don't actually go out to dinner in this. Why? Because having the "vampire" talk happen early changed some things. And also because it's Sora and Kairi and not Edward and Bella, so they're a bit healthier. Because of Kairi's words, Sora's willing to try and trust himself to be alone with Kairi (unlike how Edward would have been)... something they both really want to be, and NOT with others right now, as they want to be a couple and give it a go. But they go to a candy shop, because Sora (like Edward) still thinks Kairi needs to eat. But he's not overly pushy about it like Edward, so he's fine with her just eating something small like candy on a date (as long as she's eating something at all. As Sora thought she'd refuse in getting food-food, since HE doesn't eat). You can see the candy shop date as the substitute for the Italian restaurant one in some ways, if you want.

#my writing #mine #my work #Shanna writes #sokai #gift #gift fic #present #present fic #also way moreso twilight the book than the movie #because. like. I still like the books... well mainly the first one. but I really can't say the same about the movies anymore tbh

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2019 White Day

These messages were originally released in exchange for giving Chocolate Gifts to the idols in the event, Bright Illumination Live.

Iori Izumi

Iori: Thank you giving me chocolates for Valentine’s Day.

I have gratefully received your feelings.

Iori: A month since Valentine’s has flown by.

Iori: At that time, I saw a display at the department store,

and was surprised at the variety of interesting chocolates.

Iori: The realistic animal-shaped chocolates were, somehow, really realistic….

Iori: Actually, I bought some as presents for the members,

and Yotsuba-san and Nanase-san were considerably pleased.

Iori: Personally, I think if they were a little more cartoonish,

women would like them, but….

Well, it’s good that those two enjoyed it.

Iori: I was also really happy about your feelings.

Iori: So that I can return your feelings, I will do my best from here on.

With a year’s worth of feelings, Happy White Day.

Yamato Nikaido

Yamato: Thanks for giving onii-san chocolates on Valentine’s.

Yamato: Mitsu also taught us how to make sweet stuff. Friend chocolates. But, chocolates you get from girls are good too.

Yamato: Also, promise that you’ll only give chocolates to me next year.

Then, I’ll do my best for another year.

Yamato: …What, are you excited?

Yamato: Thanks for always supporting me.

Yamato: I’m not good at saying this so formally, and it’s embarrassing,

but I’m taking this chance to thank you properly.

It’s White Day.

Yamato: Let’s spend another amazing year together.

Mitsuki Izumi

Mitsuki: Thanks a lot for the Valentine’s chocolates!

No matter how much I eat, I sense everyone’s feelings…

I never get tired of it!

Mitsuki: When I looked at Valentine’s catalogs, I also wanted to make various things.

I wanted to make something for all the members, but it was harder than expected!

Nagi really helped me out though, I was saved!

Mitsuki: Because of that, even though it was tough, he made things one by one for my sake. Thinking about that makes me really happy.

He thought a lot about me.

Mitsuki: I can’t say this enough, but thank you for always watching over me.

I’ll work harder and harder, because I want to respond to your expectations. That’s what I think.

Mitsuki: From here on out, always cheer for me by my side!

Tamaki Yotsuba

Tamaki: Thanks for the chocolates. They were all really tasty!

How did you make them so delicious?

They felt a bit different from the ones Mikkii made for me.

Tamaki: Did you eat anything tasty?

We had all kinds of sweet things at our dorm.

Sometimes, you should reward me too.

Tamaki: I really like Valentine’s.

It’d be great if it was Valentine’s all year long.

Tamaki: …Ah, if Yama-san’s birthday was a whole year long, it’d be bad!

The special day only for me would disappear,

and the Yama-san strengthening month would go on forever, and it’d be terrible.

Tamaki: As thanks for giving me chocolates, I’ll sing and dance.

For everyone who supports me.

Sogo Osaka

Sogo: Thank you for the Valentine’s chocolates.

I’m really glad about your feelings.

Thanks to you, I was able to spend a happy Valentine’s Day.

Sogo: I exchanged friend chocolates with everyone in IDOLiSH7.

I had fun learning from Tamaki-kun about how to draw on cookies.

Sogo: It’s the long-awaited White Day, so I’m giving you my feelings of gratitude.

Sogo: As always, thank you so much.

Ever since I met IDOLiSH7 and met all the fans,

I felt that I’ve received something important throughout.

Sogo: If I can reciprocate just a little, please stay by my side and keep looking at me.

Nagi Rokuya

Nagi: My lovely ladies, how are you?

Nagi: Thank you for the chocolates filled with your love you gave me the other day.

While thinking of everyone’s feelings, I enjoyed these delicious chocolates.

Nagi: A few days ago, I made sweets with Mitsuki.

Thinking about someone while making sweets is really fun.

Nagi: Might that these feelings reach you even a little.

Nothing can replace your smiling face when thinking of me, my dearest.

Nagi: From now on, please show that smile only to me.

Nagi: With love, Happy White Day!

Riku Nanase

Riku: Thanks so much for the chocolates!

I’m really happy that you made them for me!

Riku: I exchanged friend chocolates with the members for Valentine’s,

but because of that, whenever I see cookware for making sweets,

I start thinking.

Riku: Everyone, while thinking of someone,

makes them one by one….

Riku: Just now, I bought a rabbit-shaped cookie cutter,

but Iori frowned and said, “it looks hard to eat.”

Riku: In the end, I bought a chick-shaped one, so next time we might make it together!

If it comes out well, I want to show it to you too…!

Riku: This time every year makes me feel nervous.

Communicating your thoughts is important and fun, but it’s heart-pounding.

Riku: I also love you and everyone!

Gaku Yaotome

Gaku: Thanks for the Valentine’s chocolates.

It’d be a waste for me to eat them all, but it’d be bad if I didn’t, so I did.

Gaku: Besides giving them to me, you also had to give out chocolates to your friends and colleagues.

Even though you were busy…

I’m really glad that you included me.

Gaku: Actually, I also exchanged friend chocolates.

Since there’s a kid who likes sweet things at our place.

Ryuu was happy to make them.

Gaku: It was a bit like a festival when the 3 of us were together.

Gaku: Oops, I said too much.

Isn’t today White Day?

The leading role is yours.

Gaku: From now on, so that I can respond to your feelings, I’ll continue to run at full power.

From here on, follow me. You won’t regret it.

Tenn Kujo

Tenn: Thank you for the amazing Valentine’s chocolate gift.

It was delicious.

Tenn: It’s filled with your emotions,

I felt that this day was really special.

Tenn: We also exchanged gifts with each other,

but it was a bit different from usual. It felt exciting.

Tenn: Tasting this feeling, I wonder if you also made it for me.

Tenn: I won’t waste these feelings you’ve given me.

I can’t lose to the chocolates you gave me.

I’ll show you a sweet time, so don’t take your eyes off me.

Ryunosuke Tsunashi

Ryunosuke: When I think about how they were made for me, I can eat as many as I want.

Ryunosuke: I also bought a lot of stuff on my day off, and tried to make sweets!

I made chocolate donuts for Gaku and Tenn!

Ryunosuke: Those two always eat delicious-looking things, so I unintentionally made too much.

Ryunosuke: Just looking at them eat delicious things makes me happy.

Ryunosuke: I was also happy with the chocolate you made for me.

I hope my feelings reach you even just a little!

Ryunosuke: Show me your amazing smile at the live again.

Momo

Momo: It’s Momo-chan!

I’ve come to give you thank-you chocolate!

For doing something for me for Valentine’s, thanks-nya!

Momo: I always want to stick to Yuki,

so I’ve become a bit greedy!

Momo: Maybe because you support me!

Momo: For just today, I want you to look only at me.

From now on, it’s no good if you don’t always love me.

Momo: Eheheh, what can I say…!

Momo-chan loves everyone!

Yuki

Yuki: Thank you for the Valentine’s chocolates.

Yuki: Back then, I didn’t get big events like Valentine’s or White Day.

Yuki: Since I thought you should convey your feelings when you want,

and things like love or hate were up to your partner.

Yuki: But, I received Momo and your feelings, and gradually changed.

Yuki: Which words to convey, or what to make them happy,

it’s a special day for thinking hard about your partner.

Yuki: I’m really thankful for all the feelings you told me.

Yuki: From now on, always love me and my music.

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