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evesbeve · 4 years ago

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a little grey hair for every scare you share (komahinanami)

this is my contribution to @danganronpavalentines, for @akito666us! you asked for hajime, nagito and chiaki going ghost hunting, but i may or may not have included a reference to one of your other requests in this... happy valentine’s day!

(read on ao3)

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Nagito wasn’t quite sure how the rumors about the cabin behind Hope’s Peak Academy started. He vaguely recalled some first years a few months ago saying they heard some weird noises coming from the abandoned building, but when it was brought up again this morning during homeroom, Mioda claimed she had also heard them. Soon enough, they were all arguing about whether ghosts inhabited the school grounds after midnight or not.

It didn’t seem like the argument was going to end anytime soon—Yukizome-sensei’s attempts were buried by Souda’s desperate screams for help, even though they were nowhere near the cabin—but then their dear class representative came to her rescue.

“I’ll do it.”

The class fell into silence, all gazes pinned on her.

“Y-You’ll do it?!” Mioda said.

Nanami gave her a warm smile. “Yep. I’ll check it out tonight. That way, we’ll know whether the rumors are true or not.”

“Well it’s not like I think ghosts are real or something,” Kuzuryu said, biting into his pencil. “But shouldn’t someone go with you?”

“Oh, oh, oh, that’s true!” said Owari. “It’d suck if our Class Rep was abducted by some sort of ghoul monster or something!”

Tsumiki yelped. “G-G-Ghoul monster?!”

Nanami shrugged, ignoring Saionji’s remark about needing everyone to get their story straight and how stupid Tsumiki was to fall for it. “I… I suppose I could ask—”

“I’d be glad to help!” Nagito interrupted, trying his best not to sound too excited. It wasn’t as if he didn’t already know who Nanami’s first option was.

“That’s okay. I was going to ask H—”

“You can still ask him,” Nagito said. And then, for good measure, he added, “I mean, who wouldn’t want to spend the evening with a couple of Ultimates? To be such close to hope itself… what could possibly top—”

“That’s an odd way of saying you wanna hang out with your friends…” Hanamura mumbled, and it took everything in Nagito not to glare at him.

But Nanami didn’t seem to mind. Instead, she gave Nagito a knowing smile, melting away his annoyance. “Okay.”

So yes. That’s kind of how Nagito found himself standing in front of a worn-out cabin in the dead of night with his two favorite people in the world. He wasn’t about to reveal the last part out loud though—especially not to them.

The wooden cabin was barely even visible under the moonlight; Nagito had to squint when they approached it. Apparently, it’d been used for storage when the school was first built, and no one bothered to clean it out when they moved everything to the basement in the actual building. Nagito couldn’t help but wonder if the teacher faculty themselves were afraid of the rumors too.

“I’m… not so sure this is a good idea.”

It wasn’t unlike Hinata to tag along Class 77th’s mischiefs. Nanami had started dragging him along to almost every class activity she put together—it was how Nagito had met him, after all—but he couldn’t help his excitement. There was something… different, about Hinata, something Nagito couldn’t quite place. It fascinated him beyond words, and so did Nanami’s ability to see it too.

“Can’t be worse than last year’s Hamlet,” Nanami said, barely looking up from her console.

Nagito remembered the tragedy that was last year’s Shakespeare tribute. Though he didn’t personally know any of the students that put on the play, the Ultimate Pianist had seemed to be the one to organize it—he felt kind of bad for her, considering how it ended.

“But you didn’t even watch it!” Hinata argued, pointing at Nanami’s game.

Nagito chuckled lightly. “Ah, you weren’t there for the… incident, were you, Hinata?”

Nanami grumbled under her breath.

In the play, a tall boy with messy, purple hair, who Nagito believed to be the Ultimate Astronaut, took on the role of Hamlet. He gave an outstanding performance until the final act, but his moment of glory didn’t last very long. Once Hamlet dropped dead on stage, the Ultimate Supreme Leader—who played Laertes—jumped on his feet, claiming the poisoned blade hadn’t actually stabbed him, and started jumping around, attacking Hamlet with every prop he could find.

One of them somehow bounced off the stage, directly on Nanami’s console, and broke it.

Had the curtains not closed, Nagito was almost convinced she would have thrown it back at the Ultimate Supreme Leader’s face. Regardless, Hinata hadn’t been there, and Nagito highly doubted it was something Nanami wanted to talk about, so unless someone else explained it to him, he couldn’t have possibly known.

Hinata shrugged. “Reserve Course students weren’t allowed to come, but Mitarai told me it was a disaster.”

“You could say that…” Nanami mumbled. Nagito couldn’t help but wonder why she was still upset about it. They’d all come together and bought her a new console two days later, and she surpassed all of her high scores anyway. Having a talent was truly fascinating.

“A-Anyway, why are we even talking about Hamlet?” Hinata said, and Nagito was quickly reminded of the play’s theme; ghosts. “Let’s just get this over with, it’s late enough already…”

Nagito grinned. “You didn’t strike me as the kind of person to be intimidated by ghosts, Hinata.”

“I’m not scared!”

“I didn’t say scared.”

“He didn’t say scared,” Nanami said at the same time as him. Hinata crossed his arms and buried his face in his scarf, but Nagito could still make out the faint blush on his cheeks. He didn’t think there was a single person in the world that could deny how adorable he looked like this.

“Either way, you’re right, Hinata,” Nagito said, in hopes to distract him. He took a step closer to the door of the cabin, pushing it open. He grinned. “Let’s go ghost hunting.”

As expected, no actual ghosts were waiting for them inside the cabin—what they did stumble upon was a seemingly abandoned bird’s nest in the corner of the ceiling. A swallow slipped inside the cabin from the broken window, and Hinata let out the highest pitched scream Nagito had ever heard as he pulled him and Nanami closer by their arms.

Well, Nagito thought as he leaned his head on Hinata’s, exchanging a quick smile with Nanami, this is just my luck.

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writer-akihiko · 4 years ago

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All For Her - Kennyo X Reader X Yandere!Nobunaga

ACTUAL ENDING, ALTERNATE ENDING

So this fic is in celebration of mah boi Kennyo getting his English route finally! @silhouette-of-a-dream thank you for your input. I hope this fic is a good kick to Nobunaga’s ego [please do not come after me nobunaga stans]

I’m glad to be back and writing for asks. Thank you to all the IkeSen readers who liked my previous headcanons. Also, to the Nobunaga stans, please keep in mind this is a work of fiction and actual not-yandere Nobunaga would not do this.

TW: Yandere, Implications of Emotional Abuse

"How would you like to rule the world by my side?"

Those words…

Those words were your death sentence.

~○~

There he stood, the great daimyo of Owari as you humbly sat next to him, the veil shielding your gaze from your surrounding and the gaze of others from you. It had always been like this. Nobunaga was a possessive man, and you being deemed as his 'lucky charm' was no means of him letting go.

Feeling the atmosphere weighing down on you, you tugged on Nobunaga's sleeve, muttering about your need to leave. Nobunaga was a proud man, and what else could he do then to carry you away bridal-style in front of all his allies and his vassals?

"I will take my bride to rest. Celebrate without me."

He ignored the protests of Hideyoshi and whisked you away to his bed. For being the Devil King of the Sixth Heaven, his touch was gentle. The words he'd say have that edge that raised the hairs of your neck, especially when he untangles your hair with his fingers.

"Just wait my lucky charm. The wars are about to end soon…" He said, undoing your obi. "Then there would be no one brave enough to take you away from me. They'd be foolish enough to try in the first place."

~○~

The next morning you woke up, you were sore in your lower region. And alone. Of course he left you. The love bites he left on your neck started to ache as you looked around the room. He must've had another war council… You shrugged it off, getting dressed with the remains of what your kimono was.

Before you could get up, a hustle of maids stormed in, in their arms were heaps of fabric and cosmetics.

"Lady YN, Lord Nobunaga wishes for you to dress for the evening," Your most loyal maid, Kinu, announced to you.

Of course, that's how it always was.

He'd let you wander around ever so freely in the morning, but it was all a trap. Whatever guards he sent out to follow you were to only escort anyone whose gaze lingered too far to be sent to the dungeon; no questions asked. It was the only form of freedom he ever gave you, but it benefitted him in his own twisted, cynical tyranny.

"Kinu, please give me my formal wear," You asked her politely. Kinu nodded, ordering the other maids to prepare for you to walk around town.

The maids had brought you a simple kimono for you to wear, although its fabric was far from cheap. As your maids adjusted your hood, Nobunaga's loyal right hand man, Hideyoshi Toyotomi, entered the tenshu by your permission.

"Does Lord Nobunaga need me Hideyoshi-san?" You addressed him. Hideyoshi sighed, unsure of your attitude at the moment. As much as he was happy for you and his lord, your change in personality made it all so strange. Was his lord not enough for you? Or was he too much? As much as he wanted to interrogate, Nobunaga was strict upon the rules about his future bride.

He shook his head. "Not in particular. He will be busy today and I overheard you were going out today," He said, fishing out a bag of coins from his kimono. "This is Masamune's payment from last week, YN. He's a bit busy wrangling with some pirates to repay you properly… You can use it to go shopping today if you'd like."

You accepted the coins graciously, not daring to life your head to meet Hideyoshi's eyes. For as much as Nobunaga had faith in his vassals, you didn't know what he'd do if he heard of your entanglement with another warlord friend of his. You were protecting them, you whispered to yourself.

After Hideyoshi left you, you wrote a note, leaving it with Kinu before you went out. You had to inform the other seamstresses of your absence for today. It wasn't truly unusual for you to be gone, but you had to be courteous towards them. Perhaps you could purchase some fabric for them in return…

Four guards trailed after you. They were a different batch this time; from their uniforms you could guess they were under Mitsunari's regime. You walked on, ignoring the chatter of those guards and simply looked over the goods the merchants of Azuchi had to offer. There wasn't much for you to see, having walked around town at least once a week for you to see the same goods here and there.

You however, did notice a small shrine, just right on the outskirts of Azuchi as you went to purchase your usual sweet buns. You turned to the guards behind you, repeating your request to them as they were dumfounded the first time you said it.

"I said, I would like to go to the temple there. I wish to offer my prayers," You said promptly, staring down the guards. "Unless I have to report to Nobunaga of your mistreatment of me."

Well, being his lover had its advantages.

The guards sweat dropped, knowing what awaited them if you snitched on them. They gave a knowing look to each other. Surely it wouldn't be so bad for the lady to offer some prayers for the sake of Azuchi right?

You walked up the corroded steps of the temple, finally approaching its gates. What a pity, you thought to yourself, seeing as how the wells were empty and the bushes were unkempt. You wouldn't comment on such things out loud, but you'd love to clean up and return to the shrine someday… That is, if that war tyrant would let you.

You had noticed that there was no pail for you to offer your prayers to. Surely, there must be some in the storeroom in the shrine…

"Lady YN! Watch―"

Before you knew it, you had a sword to your neck. The cold steel made you shiver.

"Pure maiden, what are you doing here?"

Your usual instinct would make you cry out for help, but your pride won't even allow you to seek help from anyone associated with Nobunaga.

"I came to offer my prayers."

"This is not a functioning shrine," The man who had his blade towards you pressed the steel further, but he didn't cut you. Instead, he walked around you to see your face. The purple robes and that scar across his face was all the characteristics for you to realise that the man who held his staff to you was Kennyo, the monk you met in the forest.

His stare was cold, but his eyes widened, recognising you. He removed the staff from your neck, and commanded the disguised men that subdued your guards to tie them up.

He turned back to you, asking you of your identity. "You are the future bride of Oda and the woman that appeared in the fire?"

"Unfortunately yes."

"Then I shall have to apologise for kidnapping you at the― My apologies, 'Unfortunately'? Did I hear you right?" Kennyo asked, realising what your reply meant. Would this be beneficial? He had to admit, Nobunaga was a lucky man now that he took a good look at you but no regular woman of Azuchi could resist that demon's wiles.

Kennyo sent his men off, wanting to speak to you alone. You didn't seem like you would run away, but he still had to use you to carry out his plan. He was quite taken aback at your apathetic state. He was sure you would cause a fuss after your guards were taken down, but you were relatively calm at the moment by the way you were just sitting at the edge of the shrine steps rather calmly. Mike also approached you and you started to coddle him quite affectionately. Kennyo felt oddly warm inside, unsure how he should tell you that he meant to kidnap you.

You got the monk's attention by calling out to him, "Kennyo-san, you were talking about kidnapping me?" You said, stroking the adorable calico cat in your arms.

"I apologise for that statement," Kennyo coughed, relieved you snapped him out of his trance. "I would have to use you to carry out my plan."

You smiled, finding his honesty quite charming. "Well, I guess I have nothing better to do," You said quite boldly. "Kennyo-san, let me make this clear. I am not assisting you because I believe in your cause. I only wish to get away from Nobunaga, so please, after my part is done, let me go."

"Eh? Nobunaga is that bad in bed that you left him?" Another man approached you two, and you heard Kennyo sigh beside you. The man must've been an ally of Kennyo…

"Motonari…"

"What? You surely took your sweet time with the lady," He said, teasing the fellow monk.

"Well," You said, unsure how to insert yourself in the conversation. "This means I will work with you, Kennyo-san, Motonari-san."

~○~

"Kennyo-san? You called for me?" You said, entering his room. You had moved to Kennyo's official base, as the shrine near Azuchi was for Kennyo to oversee his wounded brothers.

Kennyo tensed up at your voice. Why did he call you again? He was a monk for the lord's sake, not some cheeky soldier…

"About your release…" He began. 'I don't want you to go…' He wanted to say. He couldn't, drinking his tea to stop himself from saying such embarrassing things. You were Nobunaga's betrothed. More so, you deserved better, especially with what you had been through.

"What about it?" You said, pouring more tea into Kennyo's empty cup. "I assume my duties were fulfilled then?"

"Yes," he said. "Your knowledge of medicine saved some of my brothers as well. I have to compensate you for that. Please ask for anything you want."

Anything you wanted? Those words struck a chord in you. Those words were what Nobunaga told you the first night he claimed you as his future bride. You remembered what you asked for and Nobunaga as the skilful warlord he is, cut down your request of freedom too.

Then came Nobunaga giving anything and everything he could to ensure your happiness. The point where it frightened you was when he presented the dead body of a vassal of his underling who had wronged you. His blood-covered sword was more than enough proof that Nobunaga had done the deed himself, even as he professed he killed the man in front of his whole council.

"Lady YN? Did I say something wrong?"

Kennyo's warm hands reached out to you, brushing away the tears that ran down your cheek. On instinct, you nestled into his large hands, looking at the man who had saved you from your nightmare.

"Kennyo-san, what would you do if I said I wanted you?"

You made the holy monk blush, his hand immediately retracted from your face as he blurted out all the reasons you should retract those words, "I am not worthy of your attention, Lady YN. I am no longer a man and instead I shoulder the sins that a demon such as myself are willing to commit. You are certainly ill if you think you could love a demon."

You simply laughed at his boyish shyness. "Kennyo… I am not pure as you think I am," You said, patting his head. "I'm sorry I blanked out. When you asked me to request anything, it reminded me of something similar Nobunaga said to me…"

You then explained all the horror you went through at Azuchi from Nobunaga. "He may not have harmed me physically but I can't help but be scared…" You said, finally giving in to your tears. "It must be silly for you isn't it? A person such as me confessing at a time like this…"

"You poor girl…" Kennyo brought you into his arms, claiming his finally resolve. "I will fulfil your request, Lady YN. For I too, love you more than anything else."

~○~

No matter how long you'd been in the Sengoku era, you still hated the cries of wars. You hated it, but not as much as the man who lead the Oda.

Seeing a young man in red return to camp, you immediately jumped at him. "Yukimura! Did you get any news of Kennyo?"

You were sent off to stay with the Takeda army as a form of alliance with Kennyo shortly after Kennyo's war preparations. Shingen and Yukimura had been hospitable to you, and you more than delighted to be reunited with your friend Sasuke from the Uesugi faction.

The Akazonae leader shook his head, almost regretting his words as he told you, "Some of my men said he finally confronted the Devil himself."

Amongst the bloodied war cries and the crumpled bodies of soldiers were two sworn enemies finally crossed blades.

"Your death will surely be my greatest victory," Nobunaga cried, swinging his sword at the monk. "The people would find it heroic how I rescued my bride from the Ikko Ikki's leader―"

"You defiled her!" Kennyo roared, unsheathing his staff. He blocked the rampant parries of the Devil King. "And you think that's love!"

"Of course," Nobunaga said smugly, dodging Kennyo's swing. "This war…

It's all for her."

#ikemen sengoku #ikesen kennyo #ikemen sengoku kennyo #ikemen sengoku nobunaga #yandere ikemen sengoku #yandere ikesen #kennyo #nobunaga oda #ikesen nobunaga

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bikerboyfriend · 4 years ago

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Hello king 🥺, is there a good anime or manga I can start with? The only one I like right now is tokyo ghoul 😔

yea so u like dark tings, i gotchu bestie. in bold is the ones if ur looking for with the same energy as TG (you know the "wowww i have a new power i need to control in this new scary world 😩😩😩 type beat")

Read Ajin first. You could also watch it. But that is the best recommendation! ahaha

in addition:

Death Note (miss classic, it is worth it.)

Chainsaw-man (coming soon to anime, has a manga)

Dorohedoro

Soul Eater

Owari no Seraph

Sweet Home (webtoon)

Golden Kamuy

Hellsing (if you watch the anime, Hellsing Ultimate)

Uzumaki (Junji Ito!)

Psycho Pass

Deadman Wonderland

#moonbox #anonymous #ya #moon reccs #oh and if u like hellsing then maybe berserk

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orphic-osamu · 4 years ago

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Oh my goodness, hello! Can I maybe get some relationship hcs for my boy Todoroki...? Maybe with a touch-starved s/o or something nice and fluffy? Thank youuuuuu <3

:DDD totally not ignoring my other reqs for this

took me a few days doing it on and off because my exam week is starting tomorrow but anyways!! this is my first time writing for bnha and i hope it turned out well <3

so this also marks as me opening requests for bnha and owari no seraph !! but do keep in mind that i haven’t read the mangas of either animes, but plan on doing so soon.

here’s relationship headcanons w todoroki shouto!

- TODOROKI SHOUTO -

it comes as a surprise to everyone when they find out you and shouto are dating

they’d probably find out by seeing you two going on a date

everyone would be in denial about it, trying to justify it as two friends hanging out, but the fact that you two had dressed differently was enough to shut down any possible “friendship” vibes

there’s an atmosphere in the dorm the next day, as they all watch you two closely to confirm their suspicions

please i can totally imagine denki and mineta losing their minds watching you and shouto innocently interacting

finally, momo decides to ask directly

which earns a simple nod from shouto and everyone cursing at how nonchalant he is

“fR?? [Name]??”

moving on

shouto would 10/10 always take you on fancy dates

not bc he likes going fancy, it’s just that he thinks that’s the only type of date there is

so when you tell him to kick back, relax and let you plan the date, he’s expecting some high end restaurant

instead you build a pillow fort and set up snacks for a stay at home movie night

he’s a little confused like

“love ?? i thought it was date night ??”

you explain that this entire set up you had was the date and shouto is ecstatic

he’s sick of fancy places

if you’re touch starved and crave physical affection (like me) you’d have to initiate it

chances are, he’s been deprived of it too, and probably doesn’t know what the fuck physical affection is

he’ll see it in romance movies and wonder why couples like to hug etc. so much

until you do one day

he’s hooked

he wouldn’t be big on PDA but would always have an arm around your waist, or his hand in yours

the type to kiss the back of your hand randomly

shouto would always have a tiny smile on his face with you around

you don’t even have to be talking to him

you can be conversing with your own friends and he’d be gazing at you

when he has his bad days, you’re his go to for comfort

he doesn’t necessarily break out crying or start ranting but he’ll just tug on your shirt and cuddle into you in private

it’s during those moments that he appreciates your affection the most

would look completely smitten if you start pecking his face all over

he just needs to recharge with your love

if it’s the other way around, shouto would try and hold you close to him as well

if you aren’t comfortable with that, he’ll make you some soba or whatever you like to make you feel better

he’s a great listener, and can give good advice if you want him to

mentioned it alr but he loves kissing: the back of your hand, your neck and your forehead

aside from that he loves to give you little trinkets, and enjoys walking into your room and seeing them on your shelf etc.

he’d call you “fancy” petnames like my love, darling, and so on. sometimes he’ll call you baby/babe

now when you meet endeavor, and if this bitch hates you, shouto will 10/10 find you hotter if you dgaf about mr. fire mustache

dw it just takes one civil conversation before he sees you as someone “worthy”

shouto will definitely take you to see his mum after a while of dating you

you can bet your ass she’ll be supportive

all in all, todoroki shouto’s love for you will come with a sense of freedom

because whoever you are, whatever shape, size, color, wouldn’t be a problem to him

you’d be as free as a bird to be yourself around him, as long as he can be the same with you.

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wonderland-in-bloom · 5 years ago

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wolf!male!reader confessing to the savanaclaw boys w/ baked goods

@nikis-restaurant asked: yo yo yo! if possible i'd love to request hcs of the Savanaclaw boys with a wolf!male!reader who's in the same dorm, is v cheerful, enjoys baking sweets and ends up confessing to them with a cake (or another baked good of some kind) in their favorite flavor? i've thought this was a super cute lil' idea and i've had it in my head for weeks but w/o any idea how to go about requesting it to someone ww

this is so cute aaa!! tysm for requesting this!! i’ll do my best to make you all die over how incredibly cute the savanaclaw boys are (even though they’re supposed to be the most manly lololol)

♡

leona kingscholar

you’ve been crushing on your senpai for quite sometime now

being a first year, you didn’t see him often in classes, but you saw him plenty in the savanaclaw dorms and early magift practices

due to having such a hard time approaching him, you decided it was best for you to bake something for him (one of your specialties!)

you weren’t too sure if he was going to like sweets or any kind of fruit pie (seeing as he hates vegetables you figured he wouldn’t be such a big fan of fruits too) and so you baked a meat pie especially for him

you delicately placed the pie in a basket along with a letter

luckily he was currently in magift club so you sneaked into his room and placed the basket on top of a table (after moving all of his cluttered stuff)

before you left, you quickly cast a spell on it so that it would stay warm throughout the day and so that it doesn’t spoil

you then quickly made your escape and retreated to your own room

that afternoon, leona came back from magift club with a sore body and honestly, he was just ready to pass out

however before reaching his bed, a heavenly aroma filled his nose and it led him all the way to a table (which he actually forgot he had because he dumped basically all of his stuff on top of it)

he saw a basket he never saw before and just decided to see the contents inside. it was a perfectly baked meat pie with a letter resting beside it

dear: leona-senpai, you may not know me...that much...well, this is (y/n), a first year. senpai i look up to you a lot! you’re an amazing magift player! you’d do anything to reach your goals! i aspire to be like you senpai! i...like you a lot senpai! please accept this meat pie i baked especially for you! we don’t have any classes together, and i know how busy you must be being the dorm leader, so i decided to bake this for you! you must be tired so why not wind down and enjoy :)) signed, (y/n)

was this a confession? he thought to himself but smiled anyways. he folded the letter carefully (something which would shock ruggie if he saw him do this) and placed it in his pocket

all the savanaclaw students had the daily, early morning magift training and you were lined up with all the other students

unlike usual where he would just be watching by the sidelines leona stepped forward and stood in front of all the students

“(y/n) (l/n).” you flinched “follow me.” you followed him with a confused look while he left ruggie to take care of the rest of the students

once you two were in the bleachers, he sat down and pulled you down to sit beside him. “thank you for the treat yesterday. it was amazing.”

“ah, it was nothing.” “by the way...the letter...” your eyes widened. “you’re right...i don’t know much about you.”

he then suddenly rested his head against your shoulder and slowly started to drift off to sleep “let’s change that”

was that an indirect reply to your confession..? oh well, that didn’t really matter. all you could do was stay perfectly still while your crush leaned their head against your shoulder and well, of course you stared at his beautiful, sleeping figure multiple times

ruggie and jack would be like wtf but eh they’d be chill with it

ruggie would lowkey highkey take pictures to blackmail leona lol

ruggie bucchi

you were cooped up in the kitchen, currently making donuts for your senpai and crush, ruggie

you planned to ask him later that afternoon when he’s done with all his tasks to enjoy donuts with you

as soon as you were done with the batter, you heard the door to the kitchen creak open

“oii! (y/n)! nice seeing you here!” your eyes widened and you tried your best to come up with a decent lie if he asked

“uwaaaa, what are you making?” “just some batter to fry some things later!” you were a horrible liar “what about you senpai? what are you doing here?” “leona-san asked for some recipe they used to cook at the palace all the time. so here i am.”

he got started on cooking the meal and left you a little confused, dazed, and flustered

the whole kitchen was quiet and it was that way for the remainder of the time you two were there

you put the donuts in the fryer and had prepared the icing, by then ruggie was almost done with whatever leona asked him to make

when you were done dipping all your donuts in various different icing, ruggie was about to leave the room before you called out to him “uhm, ruggie-senpai! if you don’t mind...do you wanna join me for some donuts in the botanical garden...?”

he looked shocked for a while before chuckling. “sure! i’ll meet you in ten minutes!” he then scurried off to give the dorm leader his order

you started to make your way to the botanical garden and set a little picnic-like setting for both you and ruggie

“wow (y/n)! this looks amazing!” “eheh, thanks!”

you both started to munch on your homemade donuts and ruggie was complimenting you after every bite he could

“you know ruggie-senpai, i could continue doing this for you if you want. i’ll do even more things than just bake for you. i’ll be there every step of the way!! because...well...i like you...” you whispered the last part

ruggie paused before he bursted into laughter

“you sure are an interesting fella, (y/n).” his laughter died down. “but...i’ll consider...”

jack howl

being jack’s best friend all your life, you knew something was wrong with him throughout the week. he was much more moody, quiet, and distant.

you wanted him to forget whatever he was thinking about and just make his mood better

so you took it upon yourself to bake a pear compote pie especially for you best friend...and crush

you admitted that you had this ‘little’ crush on jack since you were both really young, and you decided to confess today out of all days to just hopefully make him think about something else than whatever he was thinking about

you happily skipped to your shared room with the pear compote pie in your hands. once you entered, jack’s ears twitched and his tail started wagging

this made you smile and chuckle slightly. “i made your favorite...” you took a seat beside him in your shared work table. you started to cut pieces of the pie for him and just admired him while he was eating

“what?” “eh? what what?” “you’re staring” “OH! sorry!”

“jack, what’s wrong” he looked up from the plate. “huh?” “you’ve been kind of...off this past week. is everything alright?”

jack placed the plate down and scooted closer to you

“i’ve just been really homesick...” but his little frown turned into a smile. “but (y/n), you being here reminded me that...a little part of home will always be here with me. from your amazing, signature, pear compote pie to...well...you being here beside me.”

“and i’ll continue to be with you every step of the way, jack.” you placed your hand on his cheek. you took a deep breath. you were finally going to tell him. after all these years.

“jack...listen...i really think--” you felt a pair of lips crashing onto your’s, the taste of pear compote infiltrating your mouth

when you both pulled away, jack started to chuckle

“you really think i wouldn’t know? after all these years? come on (y/n), i know everything about you. besides, you really need to improve your lying skills.”

“NO FAIR! IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SAPPY AND CHEESY AND--” “there, there. at least you got a kiss.”

he was right. at least you got a kiss from the love of your life :))

♡

its 12.50am here and im screaming over the latest chapter of owari no seraph omg ;-; mika and yuu AAAAAAAAAAAA MY BABIESSS anyways enough of me rambling lol,, i will update ‘wish upon a star’ chapter 2 tomorrow! have a good morning/day/noon/afternoon/evening/night/early morning wherever you are in the world! and remember to stay safe!

love, a♕

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spark-translations · 4 years ago

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Translation: Winter 7th Play [Hotel Compass] Ch. 10

Translation under the cut! Please note that all play character names are not confirmed and will be changed if they are proven to be different by official sources.

Owari: “Stay safe and take care.”

Owari: “Tsuzuki, how many reservations for today?”

Tsuzuki: “Zero.”

Owari: “And how many people are applying for the job?”

Tsuzuki: “Zero.”

Owari: “The future looks bleak. It’s better if you start trying to find a new job.”

Tsuzuki: “You’ve given me the job of manager, and I’ll fulfill it until the end.”

Izumi: (Azuma-san and Guy-san are completely accustomed to their hotel staff roles.)

Izumi: (They’re very elegant, and the way they present themselves shows how long-established the hotel is.)

Minami: “Blub blub...”

Tsuzuki: “Minami-sama!?”

Owari: “Please stop drowning in your bowl of soup.”

Minami: “Please let me die. It’s the end for me.”

Owari: “Please leave dying for after you have this head chef’s special corn soup.”

Owari: “This morning’s soup is made using corn straight from the farm in Hokkaido—”

Minami: “It tastes pre-packaged...”

Owari: “It’s popular for its nostalgic taste.”

Tsuzuki: “Owner, this is from the front desk.”

Owari: “Higashikawa. What is it?”

Higashikawa: “It’s just that there’s a slightly eccentric guest...”

Owari: “I’ll go immediately. Tsuzuki, would you change Minami-sama’s soup for him?”

Tsuzuki: “Of course.” Izumi: (Tasuku-san’s comical acting is really lively. And Azuma-san and Guy-san, who are on the receiving side of it, too—)

Izumi: (You can tell it’s different from Summer Troupe and it’s Winter Troupe’s own comedy from the very beginning.)

Kitami: “.......”

Higashikawa: “I’m truly sorry, but today we will not be accepting guests without a reservation—”

Owari: “Welcome. Will you only be staying for one night?”

Kitami: “...Yes.”

Owari: “Please write down your information here.”

Higashikawa: “...Owner.”

Owari: “Higashikawa, please guide Kitami-sama to Room 301.”

Higashikawa: “Is this really alright?”

Owari: “Hotel Compass cannot choose our guests.”

Higashikawa: “We should at least ask him to take off the mask...”

Owari: “Hotel Compass cannot choose our guests. We can’t afford to do that.”

Higashikawa: “...Understood.”

Izumi: (Homare-san also suits a hotel staff role. His movements are elegant and deliberate.

Izumi: (Tsumugi-san has a difficult role since you can’t see his face, but you can see the mysteriousness and dark internal feelings seeping out of him. As expected of him.)

Nishi: “Uh—”

Owari: “Welcome.”

Nishi: “I’m Nishi, with a reservation?”

Owari: “Alright, Nishi-sama. Please wait a moment. ...Nishi-sama, Nishi-sama...”

Tsuzuki: “Owner, should I?”

Owari: “Didn’t we have zero reservations?”

Tsuzuki: “It should have been... I’m very sorry, but when did you—”

Nishi: “The eleventh of February, 2100.”

Owari: “21... Uh, is it this year?”

Nishi: “It’s 2100.”

Tsuzuki: “Owner—”

Owari: “Here it is, Nishi-sama. I’ll guide you to your room.”

Tsuzuki: “...Hah.”

Izumi: (Hisoka-san completely matches his carefree eccentric character.)

Owari: “Please enjoy your stay.”

Nishi: “...Tonight, —will disappear from the hotel, huh.”

Owari: “Eh? Did you say somethin just now?”

Nishi: “No, it’s nothing.”

Owari: “Excuse me.”

Owari: “...Someone will disappear from the hotel?”

Tsuzuki: “Minami-sama! Please stop trying to crush yourself to death by jamming yourself between the elevator doors!”

Owari: “This time it’s being crushed to death...”

Tsuzuki: “Minami-sama, the elevator cannot operate if you remain like this.”

Minami: “Don’t stop me!”

Owari: “We’ll bring coffee now. Tsuzuki.”

Tsuzuki: “Yes.”

Owari: “How about having a small break on that sofa?”

Minami: “......”

Tsuzuki: “Minami-sama, I’ve brought coffee.”

Owari: “Excuse my bluntness, but why do you wish to die, Minami-sama...?”

Minami: “You know, don’t you. I’m a novelist. But I do not have any ideas. I cannot even write a single letter. It’s the end for me.”

Owari: “But you don’t need to die... How about taking a break from work?”

Tsuzuki: “Or changing your work environment.”

Minami: “To me, writing is the same as living. If I cannot write, I have no reason to live.”

Owari: “But how about leaving dying to after you have finished your coffee?”

Minami: “...You’re right. I might as well drink it.”

Owari: “Then excuse us.”

Owari: “If someone was to disappear from this hotel, it would without a doubt be Minami-sama.”

Tsuzuki: “Hah?”

Owari: “If someone dies at the hotel, no one will come here anymore. We will have to stop this.”

Tsuzuki: “Yes.” Izumi: (Everyone’s always really serious, so that brings laughter.)

Izumi: (It’s funny, but you can still see the worries and troubles that each character has, and that makes them seem more human.)

Izumi: (It’s something that requires the delicate acting of Winter Troupe.)

Owari: “Higashikawa, you again. What is it this time?”

Higashikawa: “Room 302 is in trouble! Please help!”

Owari: “Uwah!”

Tsuzuki: “It’s all completely wet...”

Owari: “Nishi-sama! Are you alright!?”

Nishi: “I’m sorry, I didn’t think this would happen... The facility was so old and I didn’t know how to use anything...”

Owari: “...I’m sorry for the lack of explanation.”

Owari: “Where’s Maeda from housekeeping?”

Tsuzuki: “Out for personal reasons.”

Owari: “...I’ll leave it to you, Tsuzuki.”

Tsuzuki: “...Alright.”

Owari: “Nishi-sama, I’ll prepare another room for you. This way.”

Higashikawa: “—Owner, may I have a word?”

Owari: “What is it?”

HIgashikawa: “It’s about Nishi-sama, but isn’t he a little suspicious... The way he stands reminds me of someone of the same profession.”

Higashikawa: “I think he may be a spy from another hotel.”

Owari: “Why would you spy on us?”

Higashikawa: “Well, that’s... true.”

Minami: “Hello... cough cough, no, I’m in critical condition... No, for several more days, no for two weeks, I might not be able to hold a pen.”

Minami: “No, you don’t need to worry. You don’t need to come here. It’s fine. I will definitely send it. I promise.”

Minami: “What!? You’re w-watching? Where are you always watching from...”

Kitami: “......”

Minami: “N-no way... no... you were there all this time...? I can’t do this anymore! It really is the end!”

Owari: “Minami-sama! Stop crushing yourself beneath the sofa!”

Minami: “I can’t anymore! The reaper is right there.”

Owari: “Reaper...?”

Minami: “That man is my manager, Kuroda. I’m sure he came to deliver me my ultimatum and was watching for all this time...!”

Owari: “That man... Do you mean that guest?”

Minami: “There’s no doubt about it. Kuroda will use any means necessary to get his hands on a manuscript.”

Minami: “He’s snuck into my apartment by climbing the walls before, and he’s also disguised himself as a member of a parcel delivery service to force himself in!”

Owari: “I, I see...”

Minami: “It’s the end for me! Let me die!”

Owari: “P-please wait! We will make sure Kuroda-sama and Minami-sama do not meet.”

Izumi: (Owari implicitly observes Kitami for Minami...)

Owari: “So Kitami-sama is wearing the mask so Minami-sama cannot see his face...?”

Kitami: “......”

Owari: “Even so, what is Kitami-sama doing, wandering about aimlessly in the hotel.”

Owari: “I thought he may be searching for Minami-sama, but he’s circling the staff entrance and exit too much for that...”

Higashikawa: “Owner, perfect timing.”

Owari: “Did something happen?”

Higashikawa: “There’s no doubt about it. Nishi-sama is a spy. He had made his way behind the front desk.”

Owari: “Behind the front desk?”

Tsuzuki: “And we were planning to hear what he has to say...”

Owari: “I’ll listen with you.”

Tsuzuki: “Please do.”

Owari: “Sorry for keeping you waiting.”

Nishi: “No... I’m sorry. Going behind the front desk without permission...”

Owari: “Why do such a thing?”

Nishi: “...I’m actually working at a hotel too.”

Nishi: “Ah, but don’t misunderstand me. It’s a future hotel, so we’re not competing with you in any way shape or form.”

Owari: “Hah...”

Nishi: “I learned about the history of this hotel and wanted to stay a night.”

Nishi: “And when I actually came, I wanted to work as I usually do...”

Owari: “If that’s the case, we are recruiting right now—”

Tsuzuki: “Owner...”

Nishi: “If I could apply, that would be wonderful... But I can only stay until tomorrow.”

Owari: “I see...”

Nishi: “I will not trouble you any further, so will you let me stay as planned?”

Owari: “I don’t mind...”

Nishi: “Thank you!”

Tsuzuki: “Owner, are you fine with this?”

Owari: “Well, isn’t it alright?”

Minami: “...A future hotel worker? This is... an idea...!”

Owari: “Oi, is Minami-sama alright? He’s been stuck to the table for a while now, but isn’t he trying to swallow a pen?”

Tsuzuki: “No way...”

Owari: “Minami-sama, are you alright?”

Minami: “Yes... good... I can write... Mm? What is it?”

Owari: “Ah, would you like something?”

Minami: “Coffee, please.” Owari: “Certainly. Tsuzuki.”

Tsuzuki: “I’ll bring it immediately.”

Minami: “I can write. My will to live is welling up inside of me. I can still write novels!”

Owari: “I’m glad to hear that.”

Minami: “Ah, oi, Kuroda!”

Kitami: “....?”

Minami: “I’ve finished the plot, and now—”

Minami: “Mm?”

Minami: “Hello, is this Kuroda? I’ve finished the plot and I wanted you to see, eh? You’re at my house?”

Minami: “Weren’t you in the hotel— No, it’s nothing. Alright. I’ll mail you soon.”

Minami: “Ah, it’s fine. No problem at all. This will be my best work!”

Owari: “So Kitami-sama had nothing to do with Minami-sama...”

Owari: “Fu... We’re finally able to take a breather.”

Tsuzuki: “There was a lot today, too.”

Owari: “There’s so much trouble despite the number of guests. We always have guests that come with special circumstances.” Tsuzuki: “This hotel must be the place that those who have lost their way end up at last.”

Owari: “Those who have lost their way, huh. I, the owner, am lost too.”

Owari: “I’ve fought hard to keep the hotel that has been here since my grandfather’s time, but it’s ended up like this.”

Owari: “After working at the expense of not spending time with my wife and kids, the hotel’s still suffering, and my wife and kids left me. I’m sure the hotel’s history will end with my generation.”

Owari: “I should just quit, but I don’t have the courage to do so. It’s a pitiful story.”

Owari: “Well, we may just go bankrupt once our management fails, and I won’t have to think about it.”

Tsuzuki: “There are many people that need this hotel. In fact, Minami-sama recovered here. We will not go bankrupt.”

Owari: “I hope so.”

Police: “.....”

Owari: “Welcome.”

Police: “I’m from the police. I have something to ask you.”

Higashikawa: “Eh?”

Police: “Have you seen a man like this?”

Police: “His name is Hatori Ryo, he’s wanted as a suspected murderer. A man similar to him was seen around here recently.”

Owari: “A murderer, huh... I feel like I’ve seen him before, but maybe not... With a beard like this, I’m sure I’d be able to tell instantly...”

Police: “His appearance may have slightly changed. If you have any suspicions, please contact us.”

Owari: “Understood.”

Higashikawa: “The most suspicious person is obviously Kitami-sama.”

Owari: “Suspecting him just because we’ve never seen his face is a bit... ah.”

Higashikawa: “Did something happen?”

Owari: “Well, I just remembered how Nishi-sama said someone would disappear from the hotel today.”

Higashikawa: “Eeeeeeh!? What is that!? A murder prediction!?”

Owari: “No way...”

Tsuzuki: “What’s the matter?”

Higashikawa: “We’re in big trouble, Tsuzuki-san! There may be a murderer around here!”

Higashikawa: “And someone might die in this hotel...!”

Tsuzuki: “Murderer...”

Owari: “You’re overthinking it.”

Higashikawa: “Let’s check what Kitami-sama looks like! If not, I won’t be able to sleep at night!”

Owari: “But...”

Higashikawa: “If we tell him the police told us to do so, he’ll let us!”

Owari: “And what will you do if he is the murderer?”

Higashikawa: “In that case, I’ll leave it to you, Tsuzuki-san!”

Kitami: “.......”

Higashikawa: “Kitami-sama!”

Owari: “Oi, Higashikawa.”

Kitami: “—”

Higashikawa: “I’m terribly sorry about this, but we had a tip from the police, and, uhm, would it be possible for you to take your mask off—”

Kitami: “—!”

Tsuzuki: “Wait.”

Higashikawa: “Tsuzuki-san, it’s necessary for us to check—”

Tsuzuki: “There’s no reason to do so. I am the wanted murderer.”

Owari: “Eh?”

Higashikawa: “Eeeeeh!?”

Tsuzuki: “I’m sorry for the inconvenience. I’ll turn myself into the police now.”

Owari: “No way.. Is this true...?”

Kitami: “...I finally met you. Hatori-san.”

Owari: “Eh?”

Tsuzuki: “You are—”

Kitami: “I am the son of Shitai, the person you killed.”

Tsuzuki: “I see the resemblance.”

Higashikawa: “A-are you here for revenge!?”

Owari: “Tsuzuki, you need to escape.”

Kitami: “No. I just wanted to thank Hatori-san...”

Owari: “Thank?”

Kitami: “My father, Shitai, was an absolutely despicable person.” Kitami: “Constantly blackmailing and committing fraud, being violent towards his family - he was a person that should have been killed.”

Kitami: “When I heard that my father had died, I was so relieved. I thought I had finally been released from hell.”

Tsuzuki: “There is no such thing as a human that should be killed. If you call him despicable, then I am the same, for trying to run from my sins.”

Kitami: “Even so, I was saved by you.”

Tsuzuki: “—”

Kitami: “Even if it was just one word, I wanted to thank you, Hatori-san.” Kitami: “I learned about this hotel from a friend who happened to stay here, and I wore this mask to make sure no trace remained of my being here.”

Kitami: “I ended up inconveniencing you...”

Tsuzuki: “No, getting found out was just a matter of time. I can’t keep on running away. It’s time to give up.”

Tsuzuki: “And I’m glad I met you.”

Owari: “Are you really going to turn yourself in?”

Tsuzuki: “Yes. Sorry for all the inconvenience I’ve caused you.”

Owari: “Well... why murder?�� Tsuzuki: “It’s a stupid reason. I was an idiot.”

Tsuzuki: “I couldn’t work because I was taking care of my parents, and Shitai scammed me while I needed money and stole all of my assets.”

Tsuzuki: “We got into a fight because I wanted a least a little of my money back, and... I escaped, but I couldn’t even be there when my parents passed.”

Owari: “I see...”

Tsuzuki: “...At first, I only chose this quiet hotel to hide myself away from the public eye.” Tsuzuki: “But once I met you, owner, and many different guests, I found myself wanting to work at this hotel forever...”

Tsuzuki: “An unworthy dream for someone like me...”

Owari: “Those who have lost their way will find this hotel, and will recover here.”

Owari: “You were a great help. Once you’ve finished atoning from your sins, I’d like you to come back.”

Tsuzuki: “—Thank you.”

Izumi: (With Owari watching over him, Tsuzuki sets off, leaving the hotel behind him...)

Tsuzuki: “...I’m off.” Izumi: (Ah, Guy-san ad libbed. The line is dripping with his feelings towards atonement and Owari.)

Owari: “Take care.”

Izumi: (A kind expression... The warm feelings of “I’ll be waiting here forever” and the sense of softly pushing his back is what comes across to me.)

Minami: “Thanks for taking care of me for such a long time.”

Owari: “Thank you for your stay.”

Minami: “Next time, I’ll come for a leisurely vacation.”

Owari: “We’ll be waiting. Take care and stay safe.”

Owari: “Thank you for your stay.” Nishi: “No, thank you for everything.”

Owari: “Stay safe and take care.”

Nishi: “See you later, great great grandpa.”

Owari: “Eh...?”

Higashikawa: “Come to think of it, Nishi-sama does resemble you, owner.”

Owari: “—No way. ..Right?”

Owari: “Yes, this is Hotel Compass. A reservation? Of course.”

Izumi: (Both the leaving guests and Owari both have relieved expressions on their faces. The acting makes you look forward to a bright future...)

Izumi: (It makes you want to come back, it makes you feel like it’s alright to come back... almost like a ‘home’.)

Izumi: (This is the Hotel Compass Azuma-san created. A warm place, just like Azuma-san.)

Tsumugi: Thank you so much!

Hisoka: Thanks.

Tasuku: Thank you so much.

Homare: Thank you! You over there, thank you!

Guy: Thank you very much. ...Yukishiro.

Azuma: Mhm.

Azuma: Thank you for your stay at Hotel Compass. —Take care and stay safe.

Tsumugi: It’s a party, but are you all fine with doing it at Guy-san’s bar?

Tsumugi: Won’t Guy-san not be able to relax and have a drink—

Guy: No, I’m actually more relaxed here. It’s fine.

Azuma: Guy, is this glass fine?

Guy: Ah.

Tasuku: Actually why is Azuma-san behind the counter?

Azuma: It’d be difficult to serve everyone if it were just Guy.

Izumi: What about the other employee—

Hisoka: Zzz....

Tasku: Sleeping on the job, isn’t he.

Guy: Can you leave the first glass to me?

Izumi: ? Then, we’ll leave it to you.

Guy: Here you go.

Guy: It’s a cocktail that’s just been added to the menu. Vodka and curacao, along with Zafran citrus juice.

Homare: What a pretty color.

Tsumugi: Have you chosen a name for it?

Guy: “Journey”. It’s an original cocktail... I’m thinking of making it the name of the bar as well.

Izumi: You’ve finally decided on a name!

Tasuku: “Journey”, huh. It’s a nice name.

Homare: Is there an origin?

Guy: In the journey called life, there are difficult things and sad things - when you feel down, or tired, this bar can be a resting place you can casually stop by...

Guy: I want it to be an oasis like Zafra.

Izumi: Oasis... I see.

Guy: And one more thing.

Guy: After hearing Otomiya’s words and seeing Yukishiro face his past, I looked back to see if I had forgotten anything important in my past.

Guy: And what I had found was the existence of my father.

Guy: If my father, who I had parted ways with when I was very young, was in Veludo Way... I’d like to wait in this store until the time we can meet again.

Guy: To my father, I may just be a forgotten thing of the past...

Azuma: That’s not true.

Tsumugi: I’m sure you’ll be able to reunite.

Homare: We must popularize this store in order to do so.

Azuma: Then let’s have a toast. To the success of this show and the prosperity of this bar— Cheers!

Guy: Cheers.

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lostsoulaltair · 5 years ago

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OnS Theories (12S). Seventh Theory - The reason behind the suffering of the Main Cast and the last gamble of Guren Ichinose (Special Theory - Long theory)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YTFlLYbEvl4

This will be the special theory added to the theory list I updated few days ago. The reason behind this theory is that I’ve seen fans being distressed about how the author has only made Owari no Seraph to Owari no Suffering...jokes aside despite being the truth, like anyone in the fandom, I have an idea of the reason behind why the Main Cast suffers so much.

The Main Cast is the Shinoa Squad and no, it doesn’t mean I focus on the 5 members but rather the 7 members of the squad, said members being Yuichiro Hyakuya, Yoichi Saotome, Shiho Kimizuki, Mitsuba Sangu, Shinoa Hiragi, Mikaela Hyakuya and lastly Makoto Narumi.

Therefore, let’s begin with this theory, shall we?

To start with this theory, we’ve seen that the whole squad has suffered on its on way. Shinoa has suffered from being in the hands of the First Progenitor; Mitsuba has suffered from literally being shunned down by her sister and almost being sacrificed; Yoichi has lost his elder sister along seeing the suffering of his squad members, Shiho lost her sister thanks to Guren Ichinose, Yuichiro Hyakuya has suffered by being a labrat and losing his last family member of the Hyakuya Orphanage along his other family members from said Orphanage, Mikaela Hyakuya for seeing his family being turned into something nonhuman and not being able to stop it and lastly Narumi Makoto for losing his entire squad.

As you might have seen, these characters have suffered from different causes, expectations and heavy losses as the story advances, which for many readers including me, is rather unfair, but we can only wait and see how the story goes on, the story still has questions unanswered and so, let’s talk about how Guren is involved with this.

NOTE: I take a neutral view towards characters. The theories don’t focus on attacking favorite characters or the sorts

As of late, Guren has been the central character of the suffering of each character due to the late events within the manga story.

We’ve seen how Mika ended up turning into a demon but, is there a reason behind this?

Few days ago, users like @saltysourpatch1, @fallenhylian, @kyisfuckingcute, @aaliyuuuu57 and @sonali6661 wondered the reason behind so much suffering for the characters, therefore, I ask again, is there a reason?

As mad and insane it sounds, there is.

Guren’s last gamble is to give more power to the Main Cast even if it takes to commit the biggest sins that would make someone end in a point of non forgiveness.

The main characters along secondary ones are literally struggling against the fate of the First Progenitor. They’ve been fighting for freedom, and yet, as Ferid has stated, everyone’s still dancing on the palm of the First Progenitor, therefore, let’s take an income of the events and see where it leads us.

First of all, the story suggests that the biggest enemy or threat is the First Progenitor Sika Madu or commonly known as Shikama Doji, but, if he was defeated, there would be a sense of freedom but after that, what’ll happen? Despite him being the main villian, it is likely to see more villians appearing within the story, what do I mean?

For the time being, Sika Madu was sealed inside of Shinoa Hiragi by Guren Ichinose, Mahiru Hiragi and Noya for using the Sinful Keys. But, despite this, it doesn’t mean he was defeated, but rather, it was for the task for Shinoa to tame or rather gain control of the strength of Sika Madu. To have control alone of his power, which is something we could see in chapter 90 when she implies she could take a spin so they could hurry to reach Yu’s position.

Within this chapter, it’s seen that she gained strength, not ordinary one, since she literally teared a part of the vehicle Kimizuki was driving, implying her new powers aren’t in control and she’ll have to take the time to master them.

But why master when she’s labeled as a perfect vessel?

Despite Shinoa being able to control her walls and emotions well, the First Progenitor did leave a handicap with her since he was able to reside in different members of the Hiragi Family; and now that he’s sealed and trapped without being able to move to other bodies, the strength and power he always had has fallen on her; she has to take control of him and make sure she doesn’t endanger her squad.

Now, for Shiho and Yoichi, they have been taunted by Guren, they were also part of the Seraph of the End Project and experiment which means, they’re likely to train and awake a link or connection with their respective demons; we haven’t seen much of them and the story so far it’s only beginning which is likely to see them getting stronger in order to set front against the new adversities that will come around.

For Mitsuba, same applies with her, her demon hasn’t given signs of being in a desperate situation to possess her, which means her time to shine will likely reach soon as the story keeps going.

Now, for Yuichiro and Mikaela, the situation has become or more likely turned into distress; they’ve fought against fate itself and lastly, in order to first change such fate for Yu, Mika sacrificed, he literally gave his life so Yu wouldn’t be experimented forward to the point he ended up turning into a demon.

But then, it’s likely to see Guren take the new demon, Mikalea Hyakuya somewhere else, but for what and why?

This is literally the worst scenario and actually the cruelest one for many readers, but there’s something to consider and it’s something I want you to ask:

How will Mika as a demon be preserved?

Where will Mika reside?

These questions are linked and answer the same, and I believe many have forgotten something.

For a demon to merge with another trapped in a cursed gear, it’s required for said demon to be stabbed with said cursed gear first when that demon was a vampire. Which is the case that went with Mahiru and Noya.

With Mikaela’s situation, the scenario was different, he fought and gave his blood to kill Guren but said attack was to no effect, Guren remained without an injury so far.

Mika literally started levitating, exploded, and thus, a hand popped out of his face in a disturbing way.

Now, answering those two questions and the main one, let’s answer them with two scenarios.

First scenario - Yu fights for Mika to take him away

This is the most favorable scenario many wish, and I won’t deny that as a reader, it’s the most favorable one too.

If Yu were to take Mika with him and the squad, there are several issues that come with this despite being one of the best results; said issues are:

Who, within the squad knows how to merge a new demon with a cursed gear that has a demon residing inside

Will Mika remember Yuichiro or will he try to harm him?

How exactly will he be preserved or most likely, do they know where to protect a demon’s soul?

Is Yu mentally capable of taking Mika as his new demon, considering it’s his family he’s taking in within a cursed gear?

As cruel as it sounds, these are 4 problems that the squad as a whole come with.

Second scenario - Guren takes Mika away

The least favorable scenario is that Guren takes Mikaela away with him, and it has higher possibilities to happen due to the fact that Guren actually knows how to trap a demon within a cursed gear that harbors one demon, stating that it’s possible to handle several demons within at the expence of his humanity.

Guren has knowledge on how to trap demons and stuff related to it, he’s experienced in seals and traps which is seen in previous battles he had along the LNs of the Catastrophe on which he uses spell tags.

As to why he’d take Mikaela, it might sound ridiculous but, it’s likely to see him sealing Mika in a new weapon, a weapon that will be able to harbor a demon within it and eventually give it to Yu, of course, not in the easy way but rather in an intense fight. What do I mean?

It’s possible that Guren aims to give Mika to Yu once he’s ready to face him in a battle, it’s even possible that Guren will likely do this due to the fact that the Squad itself no longer believes in him, he’s literally alone in the world with no one to trust with the possible exception of his squad.

But how can I conclude with this idea?

That’s because the story is far from over; the story isn’t close to its end; the characters need to evolve and grow stronger, and since the story is still on the road, more enemies will appear and will make the characters struggle against fate itself.

Therefore, I believe Guren aims to make the Squad grow stronger so they can actually be able to fight the cruel destiny they’ve been submitted into and dragged into. He aims to make Yu stronger and mentally strong. Same applies for Shinoa and company, he aims to train them to the very end so they can free the world from the curse of the First and possible new enemies that will appear in the story.

Of course, that doesn’t mean I justify Guren’s actions. Instead, the battle could have taken a different turn but well, that’s up to the author at the very end.

What do you think guys? Do you believe the squad as a whole will manage to reach a happy end despite the odds?

Let me know!!

P.S: Theories don’t involve ships.

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animatedarchives · 4 years ago

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i had a pretty bad sore throat and colds but i'm close to being fully well! wE'VE BEEN GREAT WE PASSED OUR FIRST QUARTER EXAMS QIFUAUGAUGS YEHIII and here we have this cold wind/weather that we usually feel around january but it started now!! real early HAHAHAHA i'm prone to colds tho so it's a half-half mood 😌

OMG THATS GREAT TO HEAR!!! i’m glad you guys passed your exams but i’m not so glad to hear that you’re sICK 😩😩😭😭 please take care of yourself okay as much as the cold is treasured in our terribly hot weather, i need you to sTAY HEALTHY AND HAPPY >:(((((

OMG pLeASE lmk if you ever start watching jujutsu kaisen it’s got 9 episodes so far and it’s aCtiOn pAcKed it’s pretty good HEHEH i’m watching hunterxhunter now and i think i’ll be starting on owari no seraph sOOn 👁👅👁

#soph banters #my babies ❤️#cathy 🍰

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nanamicide · 4 years ago

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Red butterflies - chapter 15

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Chiaki sat next to Komaeda-kun, tired from having been interrogated not once, but twice by Sakakura-san. She understood that they needed clear-cut answers about Izuru’s motives and how involved she was in his plans, but she couldn’t give them that. It would have ruined everything Izuru was doing – not by altering the outcome, but by creating a bias in the answer to the underlying question he had asked her before parting with her. She had wanted to tell Sakakura-san everything she knew, but Izuru would have been able to tell. So she’d had to bite her tongue and stay quiet, explaining over and over again that she didn’t know anything, and that even if she did, she wouldn’t be able to tell them. This wasn’t much of a lie, after all. It helped a little with the guilt she was experiencing.

She scanned the room, noticing that some of her classmates were gone. She turned to Komaeda-kun and braced herself for the long rant of an answer he would end up giving her. In other circumstances, she would have sat next to and asked someone else, but today, she thought she could use some of his luck. She didn’t fully understand how it worked, but she had nothing to lose.

“Where did Pekoyama-san, Owari-san, Kuzuruyu-kun, and Nidai-kun go?”

“Kizakura-sensei took them with him once he was done with homeroom. He said they were going to rescue Yukizome-sensei, I can’t even imagine just how bright their hope will shine in the face of such despair! I wish I was there to see it myself!”

Well, that could have been worse, Chiaki thought as she thanked her classmate for his answer. Things were going according to Izuru’s plan. This was okay. It would be okay. She just had to sit there and wait for him to come back to her… Or did she? She took another look at Komaeda-kun, who was still smiling at her. Everyone else around them seemed to be too busy worrying and discussing what happened to Yukizome-sensei to notice anything happening around them – except for Tsumiki-san, who had been looking as though she’d just seen a ghost ever since they’d received the video. Part of her wanted to be able to give Komaeda-kun the opportunity to watch things unfold with her, as she was feeling quite curious about how things were going for them, especially for Izuru. Besides, she thought they would probably be able to help everyone who was fighting. In spite of that, she didn’t move, remembering what had happened last time she’d seen Izuru instead, if only to give her the extra hope she needed to help her with how restless she was feeling.

When Chiaki woke up, Izuru was still sitting on the chair he was sitting on when she had fallen asleep. Her mind felt hazy, and she was having a hard time remembering why she hadn’t slept in her own room during the previous night. Surely, they had acted quite recklessly there, hadn’t they? Something bad would happen if Munakata-sensei were to find out that she had spent the entire night here. After all, that was why she kept her daily visits to Izuru shorter than she really wanted her to be.

“You’re awake. How are you feeling?” He asked. He probably knew exactly how she was feeling, but she opened her mouth to speak to him anyway.

“Ka… Izuru,” she started, a small wave of memories of what they’d talked about last night suddenly hitting her. “I’m… I’m fine, I think.”

“Good, you seem to remember what I told you last night.” She nodded and looked at his eyes, trying to understand why one of them seemed to be turning green again. It’d been a scarlet red when she first woke up, she was sure of it.

“I feel like there is something else you wanted to tell me, but didn’t because I was too sleepy.”

“That’s right.” He walked closer to the bed and helped her sit up. She wanted to protest and tell him that she could very well do this on her own, but the feeling of his hands on her arms made her reconsider. “I have a plan,” he added, sitting next to her.

“Is it dangerous?”

“Not really. Things should go according to my predictions, so I will be safe. I know this is a lot to ask from you, especially considering everything my plan implies, but do not intervene. I want to see if having faith in others and the future the way you do is the right thing for me to do as well.”

Chiaki stared at him for a moment, not sure if she understood what he was talking about. Still, the idea of a plan, no matter how dangerous, that he had already predicted the outcome of didn’t sound so dangerous. She urged him to tell her more about it, and listened closely as he explained what he was going to do. Once he was done, he asked if she was okay with it, apparently wanting to make sure she would be able to handle seeing him pretend to be Ultimate Despair. She nodded. If Izuru wanted to see if he could have faith in others, she would show him that she completely trusted him with everything he was trying to do.

They remained silent for a while, just looking at each other. She felt her heart race in her chest every time she caught another glimpse of him. His right eye was looking more and more similar to what she remembered of Hinata-kun’s eyes. This didn’t mean that she was back to longing for him, though – she definitely cared about Izuru too much for it to be the case. She wanted to be with him and, remembering what had happened when she’d last said goodbye to Hinata-kun, she decided to tell him everything. On the off chance that his predictions would be wrong, she couldn’t mess everything up a second time by not mustering up the courage to speak.

“You know Izuru, I… I’ve enjoyed all the moments we’ve spent together, and I…” This was harder than she’d assumed it would be.

“I know, Chiaki,” he interrupted her, taking her hand. If her cheeks weren’t a bright shade of red when she’d started speaking, they definitely were now. “I have, too. I believe I might—”

“I like you, Izuru!” she blurted out, surprising herself with how loud she’d been.

She dared look at him again after a few seconds, her hand still in his. He was smiling at her and his right eye was now shining a bright emerald green – the same color Hinata-kun’s eyes used to be.

“I like you, too,” he replied. “I know, my eye,” he quickly followed. It still caught her off guard when he was able to guess what she was thinking about like this. “From what I know of the procedure I went through to become talented, there is a way to bring parts of who I used to be into who I am now. I suppose it also shows physically. Eyes are said to be the mirror of the soul.”

“Well, regardless of the why, I like it. It’s part of what makes you who you are, and proof that I can believe in what you have planned for the next few days. I’ll be cheering for you, even if you don’t want me to come close to you during that time.”

She hugged him, pressing her small frame into his chest and wrapping her arms around him. He placed one arm around her waist and used his other hand to stroke her hair the way he had last night, making her feel more relaxed. They would be okay. They believed in each other, and that was more than enough for them to succeed.

“Just don’t fret about my eye being back to red when you see the video, it will be part of the act.”

“Nanami-san, are you okay? Are you disappointed you won’t be able to let your hope shine through and help Yukizome-sensei with the others? I understand they didn’t choose trash like me, I don’t have much of a talent after all, but it’s true that in your case it doesn’t make much sense and I’m sure you could ha—”

“Ah no, Komaeda-kun, I’m fine, really,” she chuckled, looking at her classmate. “I think I just spaced out for a moment because I was thinking about someone important to me.”

“Do you have a crush on Kuzuryu-kun?” Chiaki burst out laughing. Komaeda-kun truly was an odd one, but she’d grown quite fond of him over the years he’d been her classmate.

“It’s not anyone you know. Besides, I think Kuzuryu-kun and Pekoyama-san are secretly together.”

She tuned out the sound of his voice as he went on yet another rant about the miracles that the binding of two hopes as amazing as Kuzuryu-kun’s and Pekoyama-san’s could create. She felt oddly happy and at peace. Even though her classmate’s long, crazy tirades about hope had gotten the best of her at times, they were still part of her normal, every day life. And soon enough, Izuru, whose entire existence was even crazier than Komaeda-kun’s speeches, would be part of it as well. He would be sitting close to her, in that very classroom, and things would be okay. There would be no more secrets and strange experiments and rules keeping them apart. She smiled. She had tried, and things were about to turn out okay.

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The monitor that was used for school announcements suddenly turned itself on, and the usual ringing that preceded these announcements chimed through the classroom. The sound of the chatter that had been filling the room gradually got lower, until everyone was completely silent.

They had been sitting there for most of the night, just like Kizakura-sensei had instructed them to, waiting for news. The news were finally coming to them. Everyone’s anticipation of what was about to happen could almost physically felt. Kirigiri-san appeared on the screen, sitting in what looked like Munakata-san’s office.

“Greetings everyone, staff members and students of Hope’s Peak academy. I apologize for the late announcement and for having you stay up so late, but it was important to me and my team that we bring the news to you as soon as possible. The past few days have been quite confusing for everyone, and we wanted to put an end to that confusion the moment we had all the information.”

Just get to the point, Chiaki thought, suddenly nervous that something had happened to Izuru. It wasn’t that she had stopped believing in him – no, she was simply scared that history would repeat itself, and that she would lose him the way she had lost Hinata-kun. She knew it was partly stupid, but she couldn’t help it.

“Right now, I can assure you that no more secrets will be kept from any of you. Munkata Kyosuke has voiced his desire to step down as headmaster of the academy. As its former leader, I have decided that this was the right thing to do for now. The mistakes he’s made, the way he’s treated some of our staff, are unforgivable offenses that make him unworthy of being the man running this academy.”

She glanced at her classmates, but none of them let any emotion or worry show on their faces. Yet, she knew all of them had been worried sick for Yukizome-sensei ever since they’d watched the video together. Maybe they’re just as impatient as I am, it’s okay. It will be okay. I’m sure Izuru is fine.

“I am glad to tell you that no one on our side as been injured during our investigation and rescue mission.”

The camera moved around the room to show the various people Kirigiri-san had been working with. Chiaki recognized Gekkogahara-san and her classmates, as well as Kirigiri-san’s daughter and Ogami-san, her underclassmen. Sakakura-san was the last person to appear on screen before the camera switched back to Kirigiri-san. She frowned. She was glad they were all okay, but she wanted to know about Izuru more than about anyone else, despite how selfish that wish was.

“As for the Ultimate Despair,” Hope’s Peak academy’s former headmaster finally said “our investigation team has found Kamukura Izuru innocent. Having been in contact with Enoshima when she was still alive, he was one of the only people who knew about Yukizome Chisa’s state. He has explained to us that taking such drastic measures and lying to everyone had been the only way for him to reveal the truth and make sure the academy would be rid of its secrets and lies.”

The camera then showed Izuru’s face and Chiaki jumped off her seat, beaming. He was fine. He had done what he had to do, and people would forgive him now. They had to. Kirigiri-san had said it, he’d lied to everyone with good intentions – he had gone through all of this for the sake of the academy. Besides, his right eye was green again. This could only be good news.

“Class rep?” Sonia-san called. “What are you doing?”

“I’m sorry, it’s nothing!” Chiaki felt embarrassed for reacting the way she had, and she sunk back in her seat, hoping everyone would forget about how she’d just cheered.

“Yukizome Chisa has been arrested. However, she will not follow in Enoshima’s footsteps. Our results with Ikusaba Mukuro and Tsumiki Mikan have shown that the Ultimate Despair’s brainwashing techniques are not infallible, and that their effect can be erased.”

This time, it was Tsumiki-san who reacted quite strongly, bluntly saying something about how glad she was that their teacher was safe and could be saved. Chiaki looked around her, and everyone seemed relieved. It was only natural – everyone they knew and cared about was unharmed. They couldn’t ask for much more than that.

“As for me, I will not replace Munakata-san as headmaster of the academy,” Kirigiri-san said, the class’s attention turning back to the broadcast. “During my time, I have made many mistakes which cannot be repaired. The biggest one of these was letting the Steering Committee constantly bypass my authority. This led to things for which I can never forgive myself, namely the assassination of the student council and the hope cultivation plan. As such, I have decided, as my farewell gift to Hope’s Peak Academy, to put my faith and trust into the person who has made everything that has happened today possible – Gekkogahara Miaya, our former Ultimate Therapist. I believe she will do a great job as your headmaster.”

Chiaki hadn’t seen that coming, and judging by the looks on her classmates’ faces, she wasn’t the only one. As Kirigiri-san ended the broadcast, she wondered if that had also been part of Izuru’s predictions. Knowing him, it probably had.

#kamunami #izuru kamukura x chiaki nanami

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bangtiddies · 5 years ago

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Sleeping Beauty

Pairing: Jungkook x unnamed female OC Genre: Heavy Angst, bittersweet fluff Words: 2,038 Warnings: major character death, (unnamed) terminal illness, bittersweet reminiscence

Summary: “One morning, I’ll open my eyes, and you’ll no longer be in this world.”

Note: Inspired by SEKAI NO OWARI’s 眠り姫 (Nemuri Hime/Sleeping Princess)

The room is cold and lonely. There’s no sound, just dead silence, the only sound heard from time to time being people walking in and out of the room. The room is too clean for Jungkook’s liking, too white, too bare, too unfamiliar. It’s devoid of personality, nothing there to express the beauty of the person occupying the room.

Perhaps other people also notice the lack of personality in the hospital room. Flowers of different colours and shapes decorate the room, get well soon cards scattered across most surfaces. But no matter how many flowers and cards come flooding in, the room still feels empty, sad, and lonely.

Jungkook dreaded this moment. The moment his whole world falls apart. The moment his life changes forever. The moment he knew was going to happen as soon as they found out about the illness, but he constantly wished would never happen.

The moment his best friend is admitted to hospital, pale and frail in the middle of the room on the pristine white hospital bed, on the verge of closing her eyes and never opening them again.

Jungkook vows to never leave her side while she’s the in hospital, but he doesn’t like being here. He doesn’t like that she’s there, lying almost lifeless in the bed. The hospital room doesn’t suit her.

The room is cold and lonely. A sick, frail body lies in the middle of the room, on the pristine white hospital bed.

Growing up, they spent a lot of time together.

They would go on adventures in the nearby parks, imagining up long journeys of fighting dragons and finding the hero’s sword. They were always the heroes together, holding hands through fields and forests as they dreamed up their fantasy worlds.

They had good days and bad days; days where they cried on each other’s shoulders and supported each other; days where they cheered in triumph after defeating the big boss in a video game; days where they lied beneath the stars, pointing out all the constellations they knew.

Jungkook can’t believe that he might have to spend those days alone, her hand no longer intertwined with his.

He must’ve spent a few days there, at the hospital, because one day, she turns to look at him and smiles at him. But her eyes are filled with worry.

“Jungkook,” she says, voice hoarse. She looks so frail, so sick, so different to how he knows her. Sometimes, he finds it hard to believe that it’s his best friend there in the pristine white hospital bed. Sometimes, he can’t recognise her. Because the sick, frail person isn’t the lively girl he always knew.

“Hmm?” he answers, not taking his eyes off her. He needs to spend every moment he can with her.

“Go home,” she whispers, “take a shower, have a good rest.”

Jungkook shakes his head, “no. I’m staying here with you. I’m not leaving you.”

“It’s okay,” she laughs, it sounds shaky, and Jungkook wishes to be able to hear the lively laugh she used to laugh, just one more time, “it’s not like I’m going anywhere else.”

He doesn’t know why he does it. But an hour later, when she falls asleep on the pristine white hospital bed, he decides to go home to take a shower. Just for her.

Jungkook was five years old when he first met her.

He had gone to the nearby park with his brother, determined to collect bugs together. Only they ended up not collecting bugs that day because they made new friends at the park.

She was one of them.

There were about six of them – including Jungkook and his brother – and they all decided to strengthen their friendship by playing a game of hide and seek. While his brother (who lost paper-scissors-rock) counted to fifty, Jungkook ran as far as his little legs could run. He found a tree in the little forestry area next to the park, one that would be easy to climb with his little legs, and hurriedly scrambled upon the first branch he could reach. As he climbed higher up the tree, he noticed another pair of legs dangling off a high branch of the tree.

“Oh!” he let out a surprised sound.

“Shhh!” she shushed, putting an index finger against her lips, narrowing her eyes at him. Jungkook nodded and places an index finger against his lips too. After a small moment of them staring, with Jungkook being a little intimidated, she offered him her hand. He hesitated a little, staring at her with curious doe eyes, before shyly grabbing her hand and letting her pull him up onto the same branch she was sitting on.

They didn’t let go of each other’s hands, still gripping them as they sat upon the tree.

His brother teased Jungkook all day after he found them, and although Jungkook blushed and denied any claims of, ‘K-I-S-S-I-N-G,’ he felt chuffed that he made a new friend.

Jungkook played hide and seek with her again the next day, and many more days after that.

It’s so odd, seeing his best friend in a wheelchair. But the bright smile is back on her face, her energy and excitement high, that Jungkook couldn’t say anything.

In a way, he’s just as excited as she was; the doctor had granted her one day out, so long as she’s in the wheelchair and to come home as soon as she felt tired. Her face brightened up at the news, a wide smile Jungkook hadn’t seen in such a long time, and she planned her whole day out to be with Jungkook.

Jungkook would be lying if he didn’t say he was chuffed that she chose to spend her whole free day out of the hospital with him.

She says she wants to go to the park again. The park where they met. And so, he drives her there, where she sings along to music and laughs in the passenger seat. If it weren’t for her frail body and her wristband, the moment would have been just like the times before she fell ill. It was obvious that they both were trying so hard to ignore all details of her illness and the looming reality that she would return to the hospital that evening.

They reach the park where they first met, a world that looked so big to them many years ago looking so small now. He pushes her around the park, pointing out places where they used to play, laughing at fond memories.

He knows, by the tears welling up in her eyes, that she’s trying not to cry. And if she starts to cry, Jungkook knows that he’s definitely going to cry with her.

But she sniffs a little instead, wiping her eyes with her sleeves before looking up to Jungkook with a smile.

“Can I request one more place?” she asks.

“Yeah sure,” Jungkook answers, smiling at her. I’ll take you anywhere if I can for you, he thinks.

“Can we go to our rock?”

“Our rock?”

“Yeah, our rock. At the beach,” her smile is bright, as if she hadn’t been almost-crying just a moment ago, “let’s watch the sunset together.”

Jungkook would’ve been sixteen years old when he fell properly in love with her.

He’d always had a minor crush on her; even his brother could tell. But it wasn’t until his sixteenth birthday, when she arrived looking beautiful and like an angel sent from heaven, that he knew that he was in love with her.

He never got to confess his feelings to her.

There was a day when he almost did, about a year after his birthday, when they were sitting on their rock at the beach in the summer and staring at the sunset while their family cleaned up the barbeque. They’ve spent many evenings here before, sitting on the massive, smooth rock together that they both claimed when they were kids.

Every time the sun was setting, she looked at it like it was the first time ever; marvelling at the beautiful pink and orange sky above them. This time was no different, as she gasped loudly and watched the sunset with stars in her eyes.

“Jungkook! Look at the view!” she exclaimed with a wide smile, standing on the rock and putting her arms out, breathing in the fresh salty air.

He looked up and stared at her side profile, while she was looking out to the sunset, and smiled at how beautiful she looked. He softly said her name and she turned to look at him, sitting back down and staring into his eyes. Waiting for him to say something.

He was so close to confessing. So close to saying the words that had bubbled up inside of him since his sixteenth birthday. So close to saying them out loud.

But his father had called him over to help them out with packing away the chilly bin. And so, he stored away his confession, determined to say it when the next opportunity came.

The next opportunity never came.

He should have let her know, at least.

He should have confessed.

They reached the beach just before sunset. Pink and orange fill the sky, looking like a beautiful painting above them. Jungkook takes the wheelchair out of the boot but she shakes her head, asking if she could sit on the rock. Their rock.

So, he carries her to their rock, and they sit there together, intertwining their hands. Watching the sun disappear into the ocean. He looks over at her, like he did all those years ago when he almost confessed his feelings for her.

He wants to. Right now, he really wants to let her know. He wants to tell her what he should’ve when he was seventeen, all those years ago when they were sitting in the same place they are now.

But she looks back at him with a smile, squeezing his hand lightly. And from the glistening tears in her eyes, from the love she sends him, he knows. He knows that she knows.

“Thank you, Jungkook.”

Jungkook! Look at the view!

“Thank you for loving me.”

They let Jungkook stay over at in her hospital room that night.

He knows why.

She knows why.

She’s ecstatic though, a smile on her face as she chatters animatedly to Jungkook until she falls asleep.

He watches her fall asleep on the pristine white hospital bed.

He watches her for a little while longer, taking in her beauty while she sleeps.

He tries to focus on her heartbeat as he lies on the fold out bed next to her.

He tries to fall asleep to the sound her breathing.

He tries not to cry himself to sleep that night.

It’s 5:23 a.m.

The room is filled with silent sobs and anticipation. A body lies in the middle of the room, on the pristine white hospital bed.

Jungkook feels like all the air has been sucked out of his lungs. There’s no emotion in his body, the situation yet to process in his mind. He stares blankly at what used to be his lively best friend.

The rest is a blur. A man in a white coat – a doctor, Jungkook’s mind manage to process – walks in and talks to her parents. Jungkook doesn’t process what the doctor says, only continues to stare at the pristine white hospital bed. The doctor walks to the body on the bed, to her, and checks her pulse. The man sighs and with a remorse look, turns to the people in the room.

The next words from the doctor, Jungkook hears clearly.

“I am sorry for your loss.”

The doctor leaves after documenting the death, her death, and Jungkook has difficulty breathing. Once the doctor is out of the room, Jungkook bursts into tears.

I am sorry for your loss.

Your loss.

Loss.

He’ll never forget the wail of her mother, as she grips her husband and grieves the death of her daughter.

The room is filled with wails and tears. A lifeless body lies in the middle of the room, on the pristine white hospital bed.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever. - John Keats

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licorescence · 5 years ago

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Vanilla Indulgence

Fandom: 終わりのセラフ | Owari no Seraph | Seraph of the End

Rating: T

Pairing: Mikaela Hyakuya x Yuuichirou Hyakuya (MikaYuu)

Notes: Bartender!Mika + eyeglasses

Warnings: Mild alcohol, mild swearing/cussing

A/N: Happy (Belated) Valentine’s Day~ To be honest, I was writing this out of boredom, but after knowing that February 14 was approaching, I thought of finishing this up in order to celebrate the holiday~ And yes, it’s Bartender!Mika, but this time, with EYEGLASSES. >w< I hope this piece is okay since I felt like I rushed it. I might edit some parts in the future to make it better. In the meantime, enjoy, my dear readers. *thumbs up*

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Yuuichirou was torn between feeling two things. There was this side of him that wanted to choke himself to death with his drink to save him from the sheer embarasssment of what he was going to do, and the other side of him - the one that he was suppressing so, so hard - held this urge to murder Shinoa on that damn barstool. He wasn't expecting his friends to plan anything for tonight since it had been a stressful week of almost nonstop work and all he wanted was to let loose in order to relax.

But, no. That wasn't happening, especially with Shinoa feeling so high spirited after having a couple of cocktails.

"Come on, cherry boy, I'm very generous with this dare~ You just have to ask that guy for his number and that's it." Shinoa's voice slurred just a bit as she pointed a finger on a man by the bar counter. "He looks pretty good and he even shows good etiquette. I think you should totally ask him out. When was the last time you ever got laid anyway~?"

The rest of the squad sputtered on their drinks in surprise after what Shinoa just blabbered.

"I-Idiot! Don't ask him that! God, don't you have any shame?!" Mitsuba shrieked as she shoved a hand on Shinoa's mouth to make her stop spouting other things. Her face was red in mortification and she gave Yuuichirou an apologetic look, "Ah, you don't really have to ask him out, Yuu… Maybe asking for his phone number is already enough for the dare. Right, Shinoa?"

"Eh, where's the fun in that, Mitsu-chan~? Can't you see how lonely Yuu-san looks nowadays? He needs a lover!" Shinoa exclaimed, though it was muffled within Mitsuba's palm.

"Be quiet," Mitsuba growled.

"Well, if you don't want to do the dare, you could always say so, Yuu-kun. You don't have to force yourself if it makes you uncomfortable." Yoichi reassured with a smile as he bit on a rice cracker snack.

"That'll make him a wuss, though." Shihou commented offhandedly on the side, which earned him a sudden smack on his gut from Yoichi. "Ow, what the--?! Yoichi!"

"Oh, sorry. My hand slipped." Yoichi apologized but it didn't sound all that sincere, especially with the smile (glare) he threw right at Shihou's direction for the insult before he turned back to Yuuichiriou, "If it makes you feel any better, I'll treat you to coffee tomorrow."

"Thanks but save it, Yoichi. Coffee won't make me feel any better especially with her around." Yuuichirou hissed as he pointed a finger on Shinoa. "If I do this without humiliating myself, you better have the dare money ready."

"Hmhm, don't worry, Yuu-san. I can bet my entire allowance if you want~" Shinoa slurred in glee and she even gave Yuuichirou a thumbs up. "You have my full support. Now go get some of that ass!"

Yuuichirou swore under his breath at how utterly brazen Shinoa was acting in public, yet he didn't comment on it and just stood up from his seat in order to do his dare. He was slightly disoriented and warm from the drinks he had before, but otherwise, he was still sane enough to know what he was getting himself into. He honestly felt sorry for the poor, unfortunate soul Shinoa wanted him to mess around with this dare. He just hoped the other wouldn’t creep out with what he was going to do.

“Uh, h-hey… Mister...” Yuuichirou started out as soon as he reached the stool near the bar counter. His gesture immediately caught the attention of the bartender present.

“Yes, sir. What can I do for you?” The man at the other side offered with a polite smile while he approached Yuuichirou after he finished cleaning up some glasses. “Do you want another drink? Or perhaps a glass of water?”

“N-No, I’m fine, thank you…!” Yuuichirou refused courteously despite the slur that slipped out of his sentence due to his marginally drunken state. “I, um… I came here to ask for your… your…”

“... My?”

“Your phone number…! Please!” Yuuichirou blurted out with his eyes shut closed as he offered up his cellphone towards the bartender, yet all that responded to him was silence. He quietly thanked the gods that there wasn’t anybody near him at the moment, because if there were, he would most likely dig a hole to bury himself into right now.

Yuuichirou could have sworn that the other guy must think he was crazy to ask him something so personal out of the blue, but instead of a repulsed reply that Yuuichirou was expecting, he could make out soft giggles that were stifled behind a hand. Blinking, Yuuichirou slowly opened his eyes to see what was so funny, only for him to get a good look at the bartender attending to him and his cheeks reddened from something that wasn’t the fault of his drinks tonight.

Holy cow…

There, before him, stood a gorgeous blond man. His wavy locks were tied up in a loose ponytail, his bartending uniform was quite loose yet it snug on his form so comfortably, and his blue eyes sparkled with mirth. His thin framed eyeglasses were a nice little touch to his already handsome appearance. Yuuichirou had barely figured out his name on his vest because of it.

“I’m… I’m sorry. It’s just...” The bartender - Mikaela - was holding back his laughter for a moment before he composed himself. “Forgive me for that. I was actually expecting you to say something like that from the moment you came here, but I wasn’t expecting you to be so cute in doing so. It honestly caught me off guard.”

“Cute…?” Yuuichirou repeated in disbelief before he frowned just a bit. “I’m not cute. You take that back.”

Mikaela snickered while he let his arms rest on the bar counter, looking completely relaxed under Yuuichirou’s presence despite what happened a minute ago. “You know, you’re not convincing anyone with that face of yours. I guess you have one too many drinks tonight. Are you stressed, perhaps?”

Everything about that tone was gentle, almost as if this stranger was one of Yuuichirou’s friends that it inclined him to speak his piece. It was a lovely offer that held no strings attached to it, giving Yuuichirou some form of liberty that he badly needed.

“... You could say that,” Yuuichirou murmured as he slowly drew back his phone and slouched on his seat. “Honestly, my entire week was hell. Every day, I wake at six in the fucking morning, clock in the office, file papers, organize documents, send faxes, type shit on computers and get a paycheck that doesn’t do me justice for all the hardwork I give. Just, ugh…”

Mikaela hummed in understanding and he outstretched a hand to pat Yuuichirou on the head, “But look at you now. It was difficult, but you did well in the face of it. Your efforts deserve praise.”

Yuuichirou blushed but he shook off the man’s hand on him with a light scoff. “Yeah, well, since my company is shit, my deeds don’t really matter to them. All they care about are the numbers.”

“I see…”

Yuuichirou could have sworn he heard disappointment from the other that perfectly matched well with the frustrations he felt during those days. This just made him all the more curious about the bartender in front of him who seemed to understand him far better than his friends do.

“It’s a shame to hear your work go to waste after all that. However, here in my bar—” Mikaela then pointed down on the counter for emphasis while he smirked. “—I’m not one to let such a thing go unnoticed.”

With that said, he straightened up and quickly grabbed his newly cleaned cocktail shaker from its place in order to concoct a cocktail on the spot. Yuuichirou watched in amazement upon being treated to an unplanned performance, mesmerized at each movement that spoke of grace and professionalism. The man was also quick in his job because he already finished the cocktail in mere seconds, and presented Yuuichirou with a creamy drink in a martini glass.

“Thank you for waiting. This is for you, on the house.” He offered proudly and nudged the cocktail towards Yuuichirou with a charming smile. “I hope you like it.”

Yuuichirou unconsciously swallowed just by staring down at the drink, and he extended his hand for it like he was hypnotized before taking a small, experimental sip.

The smooth blend of peach and vanilla slipped down his tongue, gracing Yuuichirou with a heavenly flavor similar to a peach tart dessert. The cocktail immediately brought an expression of wonderment on Yuuichirou’s face at tasting something so rich and luxurious.

“This is so good. Is this really for me?” Yuuichirou asked in a near stupefied fashion.

“Of course. You deserve it, after all.” Mikaela confirmed and he pointed at the drink with his forefinger. “The name of the drink is Vanilla Indulgence, and it’s a cocktail that fuses peach, vanilla beans and bourbon whiskey into one, similar to fruit tarts. In the language of cocktails, it means ‘Reward yourself generously’.”

A light blush made its way to Yuuichirou’s cheeks at the thoughtful gift. He never imagined that this bartender would give him something so heartfelt as a response to his horrible week. Despite being strangers, Yuuichirou was touched by the gesture and he could only offer the man by the counter a genuine smile of appreciation.

“Thank you. This means so much to me.” He confessed softly as he began to nurse his drink little by little.

“The pleasure is all mine.” Mikaela grinned before he slipped a card forward, eliciting a confused look from Yuuichirou. “You asked for my number, right? This is my business card, feel free to talk to me whenever you wish.”

“Oh, that…” Yuuichirou dawdled slowly and shook his head. “It’s okay. I only did it for a dare. I have no right.”

“I don’t really mind. I’m giving this to you because I want to.” Mikaela explained and his grin turned just a little mischievous as he added on, “Besides, you already accepted my invitation by simply drinking this cocktail.”

Yuuichirou frowned, puzzled. “... What do you mean?”

“What I mean is…” Mikaela leaned close so that he could whisper to Yuuichirou. “‘I find you attractive and I want to get to know you more’.”

The blush on Yuuichirou’s face deepened tenfold and he was left with his mouth hanging agape at what Mikaela just admitted. Mikaela, on the other hand, chuckled as he fixed his eyeglasses up, pleased at Yuuichirou’s reaction.

“I look forward to seeing you here again. Have a good night.”

Mikaela gave Yuuichirou a wink before he walked to attend to another patron that just arrived, leaving a dumbfounded Yuuichirou to process what just happened. He couldn’t comprehend why Mikaela found him attractive enough to flirt with him and possibly ask him out on a date in the future, but what he understood from their conversation was that he definitely got more than just a phone number out of Mikaela.

And, after days of feeling like a loser, Yuuichirou finally had something to look forward to.

#Owari no Seraph/Seraph of the End #MikaYuu #SFW

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SDR2 Girls Finding Their S/O Dead

“If it isn't too much may I request the SDR2 and v3 girls finding their S/O dead?”

Yay, finally writing for some DR2 girls!! I’m so glad this was requested, I can’t wait to start! Story under the tag! Warning: All of these deaths are probably medically wrong, but I tried my hardest

Chiaki Nanami

You and Chiaki didn’t talk until the night of the party

You had asked her what game she was playing on her handheld, and both of you were delighted to know that you had a common interest in it

But when the lights went out and Togami’s body was discovered, you were both quick to help find clues and get alibi’s from everyone

From then on out, you guys were always together, whether it be playing games together or just lounging in silence while each of you does your own thing

So when you didn’t show up to breakfast with Chiaki, everyone was suspicious, and those suspicions were doubled when Chiaki revealed that you hadn’t come to her beach house last night like you usually did

Everyone quickly split up to find you, Chiaki checking around with Hajime

No one saw a clue of you until Chiaki and Hajime made it to the airport, where they saw a horrific sight

Your body, propped up against a planter, blood staining the collar of your shirt

Your girlfriend immediately ran over, hands hovering over the multiple small puncture wounds in your neck

While Hajime ran to gather others, she looked at your body, careful not to disturb a single thing. Who would do this to you? Everyone seemed to be perfectly fine with you!

Everyone rushed in, multiple shouting your name and Chiaki’s

Everyone started searching for clues while Mikan checked the body

The room was practically spotless besides the blood pooling over your shirt

Mikan had confirmed that your cause of death was choking on blood due to multiple stab wounds to the neck with an incredibly small weapon

Hajime took alibis while Chiaki left to check your beach house

It was locked like it was earlier when they went to find you, so she quickly called for Monokuma to let her in

The place was spotless, like it usually was since you slept over at her place

She looked over it one more time when she found a note on the bookshelf, surprised she missed it earlier

Chiaki picked it up and read it, the piece of paper simply saying that they needed your help, and to meet them at the airport after dinner

Who needed your help? Why didn’t you tell her before you went, just in case something happened?

Knowing you, you trusted your friends enough to think this outcome would’ve never happened.

Chiaki heard the trial announcement ring out, and quickly put the note in her jacket pocket, walking to the beach

When the trial started, they brought up the obvious things, the note, and the unusual wounds you suffered

They went through each alibi, slowly realizing they didn’t have much to go on since everyone went on their own ways after dark.

That is, until Fuyuhiko came up and confessed he saw a figure head up that way before going to the beach, and seeing you walk over a few minutes later

He gave the fuzzy details he had, and Chiaki and Hajime were able to pinpoint who’s alibi and looks matched up.

“Mikan...did you do this?”

Mikan started blubbering, saying she was too weak to do it, too fragile to commit a murder

But when the evidence started being laid on heavier, she snapped.

Mikan began cussing everyone out for bullying her, even those who hadn’t, demanding that she was the true victim

She confessed how she lured you there and had actually asked you to help her commit a crime on others, thinking you wouldn’t say no

When you refused, she had threatened you, and when you still refused, and even attempted to walk away, she snapped, pulling out a syringe and stabbing you multiple times in the neck until you fell, bleeding out.

Everyone watched as Mikan broke down crying, saying that she only killed you because everyone else was so mean to her.

Sadly, that doesn’t save a revealed blackened, and everyone watched as she was dragged away screaming, to her doom

Chiaki watched through winced eyes as Mikan was executed, quickly leaving after it was done and heading to her own dorm

She locked the door behind her and laid down on her bed.

Oh, how empty it felt without you by her side.

Akane Owari

Akane grew to love you practically the second she met you

She laid eyes on you and boom! Need for your attention acquired

You took longer to grow into the relationship, but when you did, the bond you guys had were strong

The only time you guys spent apart was when she was training with Nekomaru, as you took that chance to mingle with others around the island

So it wasn’t suspicious when she didn’t see you immediately after they finished their sparring

What was suspicious, however, was how the two of them didn’t see anyone

They walked around the main island, finding everyone at the diner

“Hey, is everyone having a party without us?”

Mahiru looked at both of them, eyes lingering on Akane

“You didn’t here the announcement? That’s why you guys were so late...”

“So late to what? Where’s Y/n?”

Akane saw Mahiru’s eyes shift to the kitchen and briskly pushed passed everyone in her way

She threw the door open and looked down, seeing you, knife in your chest and eyes covered by pink flowers

She started crying, yelling and pulling you onto her lap

She watched as the flowers fell from your eyes into your lap, already wilting from being cut

Everyone watched as Akane yelled, tears on her face showing a grievance no one should have to go through

Nekomaru crouched next to her, letting her cry on him, and eventually beat on his chest as her anger returned, now demanding for whoever had done this to her S/O to come clean so she can hurt them

When no one fessed up, she stormed out, walking aimlessly until she calmed down and returned, asking anyone for clues to the culprit

All they had had were some scuffs on the floor, a bruise on your ankle, and the flowers

Pink chrysanthemums, Fuyuhiko called them. Traditional flowers for funerals

The trial came, and no one looked hopeful

Any words that could be twisted against you got the speaker a glare from Akane

She listened as Hajime put together the evidence, slowly weeding out people from the suspects list

So when it came down to Peko, she connected it instantly

“The bruise on her ankle was mostly certainly from Peko’s bamboo sword, used to knock her down so you could land the final blow!” Hajime pointed at the prime suspect

It took every nerve in Akane’s body to not pummel Peko right then and there

Peko refuted intensely, trying to pull up evidence to point it at someone else

But that’s when she slipped, giving them a huge break in the case

Akane’s shoulder’s tensed, turning all of her attention to the accused

“Wait...you said that you were at the beach when this happened, but Komaeda saw you going in the direction of the diner, so your alibi is false!”

This earned a scream from Fuyuhiko, letting out a stream of curse words in a pitiful attempt to save his friend

But in the end, it was useless, Peko finally giving up and apologizing

Akane tried to jump over her stand and lunge at Peko, but the blackened was pulled away, causing Akane to hit empty floor.

They all watched as Peko was executed, Fuyuhiko crying the entire time

After it ended, they all went their separate ways, Akane ignoring Nekomaru’s condolences as she turned her back, running to her dorm

As soon as her door shut she began sobbing, punching the wall

She didn’t care if anyone heard her

You were gone

Nothing could bring you back

Sonia Nevermind

When you two met, there was an instant connection

You guys realized you liked each other extremely quickly

Just like the rest of Sonia’s life, it was a fairy tale

If a fairy tale included Souda’s constant whining and nosebleeds when you two did anything intimate

But that fairy tale ended when your body was discovered, brutally beaten with a hammer in your own dorm

While everyone investigated, Sonia had shut down

Everything in her life had always been perfect, worry free

So why this? Now?

The feeling of despair only further sunk in when it came out that they had very little clues as to who had done this to you

The bat, a towel and a door with signs of forced entry were all they had to find their murderous friend

So once the trial started, it took what seemed like hours to Sonia for them to finally discover a lead

Everyone had initially suspected Souda, on the motive of his undying love for the ultimate princess

But then it turned to another boy, someone no one expected

“This towel had been used to soak up some of the blood, perhaps to stop it from dripping out of the door. But we found something quite unusual. Gundham, care to explain why there is hamster fur, stained red with blood, stuck to this towel?”

Gundham choked up at Hajime’s words, his heterochromatic eyes staring at him in disbelief

But he couldn’t find the words to stand up for himself, quickly making it clear what his role in this trial really was

And that was when he confessed

He too, had fallen for the princess, killing Y/n out of raw jealousy

The voting ended as quickly as it had come, and they all watched as Gundham perished, leaving behind his beloved Devas.

Sonia took them, cradling them in her arms as she walked back to her room, silently sobbing

Everything changed after you were gone

People noticed that the once outgoing teen was now meek and docile, having lost all her energy after her second half was taken away

Even Souda backed off, barely talking to her

Life had color when you were here

Now, her sight showed nothing but the grey, monotone life she now had to endure.

Hiyoko Saionji

No one believed Hiyoko could ever make a close friend with her foul mouth and matching attitude

But when they met you, and saw how you saw the good in everyone, they knew you could do it

seriously how did you see the good in komaeda tho

The first time you two actually walked was when you criticized her for mocking Mikan, quickly calming down the argument with your calm voice and sensitive words

You were the first one ever who had been able to defuse her, which made her stick to you like glue

Everyone seemed relieved, you had decreased the fights on the island drastically

And at the same time, you two grew every closer, inseparable after only a week

It was dark outside when it happened

You two were walking along the beach, filling the air with laughter and witty banter when you two saw a shadow approach from behind

You turned around first, her turning in time to see them hit you with something, causing you to fall back

Hiyoko let out a scream as the assailant grabbed the back of her kimono, and the world went black, the last thing being heard was the ocean crashing to shore, and the crunch of sand

When she woke up, she was being forcibly shaken by Ibuki, almost everyone surrounding her

As soon as she sat up Ibuki engulfed her in a hug

“Oh thank god Hiyoko is safe! Everyone thought you were dead too!”

Hiyoko shoved her off, standing up and wiping the sand from her clothes

“Get off me you nasty, good for nothi- wait, did you say ‘dead too?’

Everyone suddenly turned away except for Chiaki, who walked up next to her

“Y/n was attacked, I’m sorry.”

That was all she needed to hear before she ran off the beach, leaving Ibuki calling for her

She ran around the island, stopping when she saw a group in the park

She screamed your name, shoving through them before anyone could stop her

Laying in the grass curled up, was you.

She felt the contents of her stomach rise up, unable to take in the blood around your neck and fingers

She felt a hand on her shoulder, twisting around to see Mahiru, tears staining her cheeks

She let out a sob, burying her face into Mahiru’s stomach, not caring who heard her wails of anguish

She just lost the most important person in her life, why would she care about anything else?

She refused to look at the body, having Mahiru escort her to her room, where they stayed until it was trial time

As they stood in the circle, Hiyoko rubbed her burning eyes, tears long dried up and unable to produce more

As much as everyone hated it, they had to ask her what happened, all feeling guilt as she hiccuped and stuttered through the traumatic even all over again

She silently thanked them for leaving her alone for the rest of the trial, letting her merely listen to their statements

Then it came out that only one person has a weak alibi- Souda

The second they questioned him he cracked, stammering out an apology, explaining what happened

“I...I was going after Hiyoko! I thought I knocked out Y/n, but they attacked me when I tried to drag Hiyoko off...and I hit her again, but I think I hit her too hard...”

Hiyoko’s head snapped up at his words, the feeling of emptiness now being replaced by hot anger

“I panicked, and dragged her to the park in hopes that it would save me some time. I thought about going back and killing Hiyoko too, but what’s the point? She didn’t see me!”

Hiyoko wanted to march right up to him and punch him, but settled for screaming profanities and harsh insults towards him, resulting in him pulling his beanie even lower, trying to cover his eyes

She continued screaming until he was dragged away, where she collapsed onto the floor in a heap, exhausted

Nekomaru picked her up and turned her away from the execution, not wanting her to have to see the gruesome death of their friend

He carried her into the elevator and all the way back to her room, where Mahiru stayed with her for the rest of the night

She accepted Mahiru’s warmth as she started to fall asleep, but it could never replace the warmth of her own heart when she was with you.

Mahiru Koizumi

You and Mahiru didn’t get off to a great start

You two first interacted when you pulled her back from going off on Hajime when he first tried to introduce himself

She glared at you, spewing some ill-mannered words before storming off

You had thought that that was the end of it, until she pulled you aside at dinner and meekly apologized

After that, you two kept running into each other, before finally your relationship had blossomed into something more

It was after the second motive when it happened

You had played the game, quickly realizing what it meant

You two had a confrontation, ending in both of you yelling and storming off in different directions

That was the last time she ever heard from you

The next day she was dragged by Hajime to the beach house, where you were laying on your side, dead

Mikan had deduced that you had been strangled to death, the murder weapon being a wet suit, still laying by your deceased body

She lashed out at everyone who approached her, focused only on your body and glaring at others

She would occasionally let a few tears slip, wiping them away before anyone could see them

But a few did see them, horrifically aware of how their strong friend was breaking down

When the trial started, everyone expected Mahiru to be angry as ever, demanding justice for her s/o

But she stayed quiet, only looking through her camera

Somehow, this was more scary, surely leaving the blackened feeling terrible for their actions

Chiaki was the first to speak, stating the obvious about the case; the murdered, the location, and the weapon

This got the trial rolling, people throwing in and refuting evidence when deemed necessary

The whole time Mahiru stared into the screen on her camera, slowly flipping through photos of the two of you, analyzing the smiles on your faces, the way you two would pose and laugh together

She only snapped out of her daze when a shout erupted

“Like hell I’m the killer!”

Hajime pointed at Fuyuhiko, the Yakuza leader’s face now red and his body shaking

She watched intensely as Hajime laid the evidence out, turning everyone to his side of the debate.

Peko continued to stick by her friend’s side until he gave up, guilty eyes confessing to the heinous act

Fuyuhiko explained how he knew Mahiru played a part in killing his sister, and wanted revenge by turning her s/o against her

“I told her of the things Mahiru did, but she just...kept defending her. I got angry, and before I knew it I was hurting her, and I didn’t stop until she was dead.”

He turned to Mahiru, tears in his eyes

“I am so sorry, Mahiru. If I could take it all back I would.”

All Mahiru could do was turn away, looking anywhere but at him

And thus, the execution started, Peko and Fuyuhiko sharing pained goodbyes before the blackened was dragged away to his fate

Mahiru watched the execution, no expression in her eyes as she watched the one who murdered her s/o die

After the execution they all went back to the surface, her going to the dining hall

She sat alone in the room, the only light coming from the camera she had in front of her

A picture of you sat on it, one you guys had taken on your first trip to the beach together. You laying in the sand laughing next to the sandcastle you two made together

Everything was perfect then

And now, all she had were painful memories

Mikan Tsumiki

She was one of the first to find you

When everyone started getting sick, you had been one of the ones infected, having caught the phobia disease

You were scared of everything, even your own girlfriend when she tried to help you

So you sat in your own hospital room along with the other patients, Mikan refusing to leave the building while she took care of her patients

But she had fallen asleep overnight, only waking up when the front door slammed open, Hajime, Gundham, and Hiyoko racing in

“No time to explain, we have to check on everyone!”

All four of them raced through each room, checking each ill student to make sure that they were safe

Until they got to your room, the door thrown open

And they all saw you, arms tied to the head of the bed, blood covering your stomach and staining the sheets under you

Mikan screamed, pushing past the other three and throwing herself at your side, checking your pulse and shaking your shoulders

Gundham announced that he was going to go get everyone and left, Hajime comforting Hiyoko in the hallway

The only thing she could hear was the body discovery announcement ring through the building, tears blurring her vision as she held onto your body

Slowly, everyone trickled in, shocked to see the scene playing out before them

They all jumped into investigation, Mikan quickly identifying the cause of death as multiple stab wounds to your stomach, almost passing out at all of the blood on your body

She sat in the hallway until the trial started, where Akane walked with her to make sure she was alright

During the trial everyone could tell she was shaken, her bursting into tears whenever they had to show photos of your body or ask her to speak

Everyone knew how much this hurt her, which make Hajime’s gut sink as he realized who the killer was

“The only reason we knew someone was hurt was because Gundham got a suspicious letter, right? But only one person’s alibi gives them a chance to write that note. I hate to say this but...Mikan, was it you?”

Akana and Souda immediately began scolding Hajime for accusing her, Mikan herself bursting into tears over his words

But Chiaki shut them down, asking them calmly to listen to Hajime’s words

Mikan continued crying, repeatedly stating how she wasn’t the killer, how much she loved you, and how her alibi was rock solid

But Hajime persisted, and everyone watched as Mikan’s demeaner went from sad and broken and angry and harsh

“There’s no way I killed Y/n! I loved them! You’re just trying to cover for yourself!”

Mikan slowly cracked, and everyone got to see her true colors

She screamed at Hajime, only stopping when Chiaki raised her voice at her to stop.

“Monokuma, may I ask something? Is Mikan sick too?”

Monokuma jumped for joy, gleefully stating that Mikan had the remembrance disease

They all turned to the nurse, watching as she panted and hugged herself

“I remember everything! I know what the world is like- I know what we’re in! I gave Y/n a way out, you should be thanking me!”

She began laughing, only repeating the words “I saved Y/n the trouble...”

And she continued until she was led away, turning back one final time to wave to her fellow classmates

“See you guys later.”

Ibuki Mioda

Ibuki was the one that started to like the other first, having introduced herself in her own bubbly manner

You two always only ran into each other, until she asked you for some feedback on a new song she was writing

After that, you two were inseparable, always creating wild memories, whether it be having a beach party of two or setting off fireworks

you almost caught Komaeda’s hair on fire but that’s besides the point

You two had planned a day to hang out in the music venue, as Ibuki was teaching you how to play some notes on the guitar

You both agreed to be there at noon, so Ibuki strolled in a little before that

“Y/n~! Mioda is in the house! You ready to get our jammy jam on?!”

She threw open the door smiling, expecting to see you sitting on the stage, feet dangling off of it like you usually were

Instead, she found you on the floor only a few feet from the doorway, blindfolded and beaten, tear tracks running out from under the covering on your eyes

Ibuki stared, wide eyed, and before she could even scream, she blacked out

When she woke up, many of her classmates were circling her, her head in Peko’s lap

Dazed, she sat up, asking everyone why they were having a sleepover, before seeing the look on everyone’s faces

Memories flooding back, Ibuki jumped up screaming your name, eyes darting to your body

She threw herself to the floor, ripping the blindfold off of you and cradling you in her arms, crying

“Y/n, come back to Ibuki, please! Ibuki needs you to wake up!”

The only response she got was your head rolling back, engraving the despair in Ibuki’s heart

She felt a hand on her shoulder, and looked up through blurry eyes to see a few of her classmates offering their condolences

Ibuki sniffled, looking at you before laying you back down, backing away from your corpse

She tried her best to help throughout the investigation, helping them find the weapon, a bat, in the storage closet

Even thought she was investigating, people could tell her mind was elsewhere, and everyone could guess where it was

It was on the memories of the two of you, all the crazy things you did that led to nights of cuddling and laughing afterwards

Once the investigation period was over, everyone walked to the elevator

Ibuki stayed back a few minutes, crouching down next to you and brushing the hair out of your face

Her last goodbye to you

Finally, she got up and left, looking back one more time before closing the doors to the music venue

When they all got to the beginning of the trial, everyone was put off by how quiet Ibuki was

It started off quietly as all the trials did, no one wanting to start a conversation about a deceased friend that would only lead to another one dead

But slowly, the conversation gained momentum, the group obtaining alibis and new clues from the crime scene

Slowly Ibuki started integrating herself into the conversation, determined to help solve your case

This trial had been a relatively quiet one, which is why it scared everyone when Ibuki suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs

“OMIGOD GUYS! Ibuki knows who did it!!”

Everyone stared at her stunned as she rambled off a ton of confusing sentences, before finally just yelling

“So it was Teruteru!”

Everyone immediately turned to Teru, watching as he stuttered and pulled at his shirt collar

“I have no idea what you’re talking about!”

That was when Chiaki gasped, simply saying, “The time of death!”

That’s when it clicked for Hajime, realizing that the time of death was at the exact gap in Teru’s alibi, Teru himself not even realizing it yet

All three of them laid the info out, causing Teru to break down and confess, stating that he just wanted to go home

They all voted after the confession, and watched as he gave his teary goodbye and was dragged off to the brutal execution

Ibuki didn’t watch, instead already walking towards the elevator so she could leave as soon as it was over

She left alone, making sure the doors shut before anyone else got on

Silently, she walked to the supermarket, grabbing a few things before she headed to the beach

A few people walking past saw her sitting on the sand, but didn’t dare bother her

Ibuki sat alone, watching the ocean as she lit off fireworks, remembering how you two would sit here covered in blankets, saying nothing as you watched the colorful light-show

She shivered

It was cold without you

Peko Pekoyama

Peko really thought you two were going to make it

After you two confirmed your relationship, she swore to protect you on the same level as her master

And she did, making sure any suspicious places were deemed safe and that any wounds you may suffer were properly cared for

You two always made it a habit to tell each other where you were, so when Peko realized that you weren’t in your said location, she began to panic

Expression remaining calm, she hurried around the island, not stopping when people tried to ask her where she was heading

She only stopped when she heard a scream, immediately turning towards the noise and sprinting

She raced towards the beach houses, running towards the dining hall

When she burst in the room, the sight alone made her sick to her stomach

Hiyoko was there crying, standing over your lifeless body

Peko ran over, falling to her knees and pulling you up, talking as if you would respond

“...Y/n? Please, get up...I need you to get up...please!”

Everyone else soon filed in, but Peko didn’t notice them

She continued to hold you, eyes closed as she held you as close as possible, as if it would bring you back

But it wouldn’t

Nothing would

She felt a hand on her shoulder, looking up to see Fuyuhiko

Letting her walls fall more, she got up and hugged him, holding onto him tightly as everyone investigated

She let her tears dry and sniffles stop, and eventually began helping with the search, stoic as ever

She stayed like that through the trial, listening as she let Hajime and Chiaki carry the conversation, glaring at Komaeda every time he made a snide comment about the crime

She had felt her hopelessness form into anger at hearing the murderer confess after being cornered

“I-I’m sorry! Ibuki didn’t mean it!”

Everyone turned to Peko, expecting her to lash out harshly at their blackened friend

Instead, they were greeted with the same cold Peko they were used to, somehow now being much more scary

“The only thing I’m sorry for is that I couldn’t protect Y/n before you killed them. I can’t say I’m sad to see you go, but I don’t speak for everyone.”

With that, Peko turned away from Ibuki, closing her eyes and allowing her breath to steady

She wanted to kill Ibuki, but she knew that wouldn’t be what you wanted

She listened as Ibuki gave shouted goodbyes, then her screams as she was dragged away and executed

Everyday after that, Peko seemed normal to everyone, only allowing a shadow of despair to cloud her when your name was said, and even then she quickly dispersed the darkness with a small comment on you or a swift topic change.

She couldn’t let her friends, especially Fuyuhiko, know how broken their loyal protector was.

What she didn’t know was that almost every night, anyone passing her dorm could hear the sniffles, or even sobs she gave through her door as she remembered what she had lost

You two were going to get out together.

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Omigod. I finally finished one! I can’t believe this took me like what, three weeks?! I’ve been busy with a combination of school, writers block, and pure laziness, so I apologize for the late update! The next one is already halfway written, so I hope it gets out soon! Thank you :)

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kakushusband · 6 years ago

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Sdr2 boys with an autistic s/o!

Okay so I'm autistic and the lack of autistic s/o prompts out there is making me Dry inside. Lets get this bread

Also please forgive me if I write any of them wrong! I'm still learning about all of these dudes

Disclaimer! Shsl Imposter/Twogami's gender is not specified and they're referred to with they/them! It wouldn't make me comfortable to put them on this list :^)

Hajime Hinata

As soon as he learns you're autistic he does a lot of research on what autism is like for autistic people, how to help you with sensory overload, etc etc

Always asking you if what he's doing is okay! Is this too much noise? Is the texture bad? Do you not like the lights?

Absolutely not bothered when you go nonverbal; he's more than pleased to have a little bit of silence if we're being honest. He can't read sl well so he'll give you something to write on if you want to!

He loves seeing you happy stim!!! It brings such a warm smile to his face — Hajime just adores when you're happy altogether but seeing you stim makes his heart go !

He's not very good at social situations to begin with so if you want to stay at home and watch your favorite comfort cartoon/movie, he doesn't mind it!

Do you want him to put his leg on you for pressure? Hug you a bit tighter? Let you hang around gripping his arm? Mess with his hair? He's all mushy and soft about this skdnsksnj! He knows you're opening yourself to seek him as a source of comfort and it melts his heart sm

Nagito Komaeda

Oh this boy. Due to his dementia he actually relates to what you experience in social situations a lot — no, I'm not comparing this to a lethal disease. The symptoms, however, are similar to the characteristics in autistic people! So he relates to you but won't say its the same thing at all

His hair is sensory heaven. Literally, it's so fluffy! Pet it please. He craves physical affection to begin with, so it's a plus for him! He also loves seeing how much you're infatuated with his hair alone

Buys you anything that you think might be good to stim with! He helps you keep everything clean and organised so you don't get stressed over losing them, and makes sure he has at least one with him when you two go out, he would hate seeing you stressed.

If you go nonverbal he also has no problem with it at all! He knows sl and is definitively up to teach it to you if you think it would be helpful, too. If you just want to be quiet, he can be just as good of a company!

When he says stuff like threats to himself (wanting to die, killing himself) and you get worried because read him too seriously he backs off of it and says its not serious (and he's sincere this time) because you're the brightest spotlight of hope in his life, and losing it would mean losing the chance to be with you

Kazuichi Souda

This sweet boy!!! Sometimes he forgets what exactly you need, like sensory wise, but backs off really quickly if what he's doing hurts you in that sense

He also loves fiddling with things so if you want to borrow some tools from him so you can fiddle with its no problem! He might make a handmade fidget toy for you later on!

Sometimes he yells too much and that causes a sensory overload, and as soon as he realizes it he's so so so apologetic. The baby

Loves it when you play with different textures and tell him how much you love them!! Like yes!!!! He also loves different textures differently so he'll share his own favorites with you!

A PASSION FOR YOU INFODUMPING. He'll sit there, mouth agape, as he notices how adorable and precious you are when you happy stim while you talk about your special interest!!!! He just wants to know what you love!!!!!

Fuyuhiko Kuruzuyu

The sort of bastard who made autistic jokes until he met you, and you made him understand that autism isn't actually anything to ridicule. He will absolutely punch someone if they berate you because of your autism now!

His hair is short and fuzzy — perfect for rubbing! Though please don't do it too hard or fast you don't want to hurt him :^(

Can also be very noisy, but he cuts it out around you. Turns soft spoken and gentle because you can't differentiate friendly aggression x real aggression. It's super sweet but only you get to see this part of him; he has a reputation to maintain!

Usually, he's the shorter one in the relationship, so you can completely envelop him like a little teddy bear! Don't crush him, though; just hug him tight! If he's on the same height level he'll insist to be the big spoon and add a lot of pressure (not enough to hurt you) as he hugs you!

When you happy stim, he gives you a soft, warm and genuine smile. He's so enamoured with you and the happiness you're experiencing makes him so so so full of passion

Overall, he's been so rough with everyone else, but you're different in more ways than being autistic. He may sound condescending at times, but as soon as you call him out on it, he never repeats the behavior again. He's just scared to hurt you

Gundham Tanaka

Another loud little man, this fucker. You're the only one 'spared' from his thunderous introductions and speeches — he speaks normally around you. He'd rather die than hurt his king/queen/monarch of darkness

Lets his animals run all over you! Especially the very fluffy ones since you seem to love that. When they lay on you and you comment on how much you like the pressure, he lets them get around you even more!

He knows how hatred for being touched feels like — he took a while to open up to you, for starters. If you don't want to be touched, he absolutely understands and will support you in any other way until you're up for it again.

He's known for eloquent and unclear speech, but will be more straightforward for you. He wants you to understand him after all sksbsmdnn dumb bastard

If anyone is mean to you bc of autism, he will make it so they Suffer the Plague of the God Of Darkness. For real tho, he'll get really pissed off, and might use a predator to attack the ableist asshole, who knows!

If your special interest is animal he. Is. Absolutely. Fucking. Crying. You both infodump to each other until you're too tired to do anything anymore and just lay around tangled together, knowing the other understands and loves you for who you are!

Teruteru Hanamura

Doesn't make innuendos anymore when you start dating, for starters. If he's in a mood he'll just say it, since he knows it's hard for you to understand metaphors and wordplay, but is more than okay with a no.

Also loves it when you play with his hair! He misses how his mom used to care for him, and now he's so fond of you just being into him genuinely that he would do anything for him

Soft and squishy! Perfect for hugging! He's really short and can be used as a teddy bear too! Though he prefers to be the small spoon so he can feel your body lovingly enveloping his

You got a specific food that you eat and it needs to be prepared in a specific way? He's on it! And he absolutely nails it every time, its no issue for him! No matter how complicated or simple, he can make do and will be so pleased when you say its perfect!

Manages to get you out of shitty social situations fairly quickly. If you're nonverbal, he won't be able to communicate through asl, but any other way is also fine! If you're not overstimulated, he'll also give you soft hugs and sit on ur lap, resting his head on your shoulder

Nekomaru Nidai

So you're a little different huh? That's so good!!! He loves it! The fact you're not like anyone he knows makes you even more perfect to him!

He'll boast about his perfect s/o a lot! He's very loud and proud about you! The dream giant lovebug :^)

Can get a little too wild while training and also loud, so you can easily be overloaded. Encourages you not to be there when he trains with someone like owari because he knows he won't be thinking coherently enough to remember not to yell, and if roughhousing gets you uncomfortable this certainly will be worse. He's worried about you!

Wraps all over you when you're cuddling if you're okay with him doing that! Will also get you tons of weighted blankets because he's worried about how quickly they'll deteriorate dkdndkdn

If something is bothering you somewhere and you want to leave he'll just give u a piggyback ride! Its lovely to have you so close to him, also he gets to make u comfy!

Loves to indulge in your special interests if he can! You wanna marathon a show? He's on it! You wanna watch a documentary on snakes? He's already making popcorn!

Just a huge teddy bear baby. He loves you so SO much and is so filled with pride about how amazing u are!

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asterinjapan · 5 years ago

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KOKIA at billboard live Osaka [2019.10.19], first stage review

Good evening! I just back from Osaka, with the main reason being KOKIA’s performance ‘Go back in time’ at billboard live Osaka! I was lucky enough to be able to attend the first out of two performances today, so below follows my review.

Before the link, here’s the set list:

Tsugi au toki wa (‘next time we meet’) give & take dandelion Fever Family Tree Lacrima Sekai no owari ni (‘at the end of the world’) Remember the kiss Everytime we say goodbye

Piano: Souta Seta Guitar: Daisuke Takagi

Also, I’m a big KOKIA fan, so the review below probably just reads as gushing, sorry (not sorry) about that.

Billboard live Osaka seats you at a table, at which you can order food and drinks, so the atmosphere is a little more casual. I mention this because KOKIA did too, haha. Anyway, once Seta and Takagi had seated themselves, KOKIA came in herself, starting right away with some very long notes that I didn’t immediately recognize. She explained the theme of tonight: Go back in time, so going back to songs from five, ten, fifteen or twenty years ago. As such, she branched into asking the audience in which age category they belonged. I think I saw hands rising from every category from teens to above 60, just to show that KOKIA does have fans of all ages, haha.

She then continued into the song she had already started: Tsugi au toki wa (‘next time we meet’), which is indeed from way back, appearing on her 2002 album ‘trip trip’. Now she has actually sung this live back in 2015 too, but it was great to hear it again, coming in with a lot of force and longer tones that definitely weren’t in the original. It really showed how much her voice has matured and evolved.

Next up was a song I did actually recognize right away: give & take. I realized I could sing along to most of the lyrics actually, even though this song is from 2004. I’ve always thought it was a cute song, and that’s also how KOKIA sang it today: cute, sweet, and the lights moved along to set the mood. At times, when her voice was almost a capella, the lights dimmed almost all the way; and at the bridge, suddenly a silver disco ball lit up and span through the room, haha. What a nice surprise this song was! I had really no idea what to expect, since she could have easily gone back to the old favourites, but no, she did in fact pick songs that haven’t shown up in a while.

She had a little chat in between, asking who came here from Osaka today and who came from, ehm, elsewhere. Yeah, elsewhere covers it in my case, haha. She then referred back to the question about ages, mentioning how she herself took some major steps in her twenties, eventually going independent and traveling the whole country. She refers to this tour as ‘spreading the seeds of her music’, kind of like when you blow a dandelion and send its seeds flying. And what a coincidence, she has a song called dandelion! I was really happy, because when I first became a fan of KOKIA, there wasn’t a lot of footage going around and she didn’t have as many albums out yet. But there was an unplugged version of dandelion, which I watched many, many times. I have never heard this song live before though, as the single is from 2005 (when KOKIA was indeed in her late 20s). It’s so cheerful and fun, I was tempted to sing along, and we actually could! She made us practice and then sing the same line along with Takagi so often that he was starting to end the song before KOKIA let him, so she whirled her finger to get the music back up in volume, haha. KOKIA’s ‘lalala’s in this song were sweet and gentle, but the rest of the song had a lot of power.

After this, KOKIA mentioned how it was still rather hot in here, in which she did have a point. She then mentioned that billboard had a bit of a jazz feeling, and that she just had her new cover album out (‘Watching from Above vol. 2) with jazz covers, so naturally…

That all came together in Fever, a cover song, which I definitely know because my parents are huge Elvis Presley fans, but KOKIA gave it her own twists. I swear she meowed like a cat in the beginning, and she added some really long notes that I certainly didn’t recognize from either version of the song I was familiar to (Elvis or Peggy Lee). She’d slowed the song down a little and made the fever feel rather languid, aaaand then Seta started uh, meowing? A very interesting version for sure, haha. I wonder if this is the way it sounds on the album… I do own it now, but I have no means of playing it yet. Soon!

After that fun surprise, KOKIA launched into a song that was fairly recent, from 2015, but no less impressive: Family tree, from her album I Found You. She sung it before when she was promoting the album in 2015, but whoa, this was so powerful I was almost starting to fear the sound boxes would collapse. KOKIA’s voice filled the entire room, and the lights started to glow brighter and brighter, with behind her the vague outlines of a tree forming. This was amazing, I really loved it. In between songs, I took quick notes about every song on a napkin since I’d forgotten my notebook, and all I have here is ‘POWER’ scribbled furiously in all caps, haha.

After chatting for a bit about the relaxed atmosphere here and getting hungry and thirsty from the meals going around, KOKIA sat down on a stool and turned serious. She mentioned how, in preparing today’s setlist, she went back in time to songs from happy times, but also tough times. She was audibly getting emotional here (and she has indeed been through quite a lot over the years she’s been in the spotlights), but she held herself together beautifully as she started a song that she hoped would gently blow towards anyone who needs it: Lacrima. This song came out in 2008, when I was a recent fan and her album ‘the VOICE’ was the first I could count down to. It’s not a song I’ve put on often by itself, but I suspect that might change, because this version hit me really hard. KOKIA sang it softly, tenderly, keeping it small except once or twice when the song called for it, and mostly harmonized with just the piano. What a wonderful sweet song it was, wow.

After that, KOKIA got up and launched into the next song: Sekai no owari ni (‘at the end of the world’). If that title sounds dramatic, well, this performance was dramatically amazing. It was so heartfelt, it really felt like KOKIA was just letting everything out now that had led to Lacrima, giving this song power and a slight rawness that had me swallowing quite a bit. Wow. I already really love this song and I was very happy to have heard it live before, but this performance just blew me away.

We were nearing the end already, but not before KOKIA sang one of her personal favourites: Remember the kiss. It was a song she had shared with everyone over the world, letting them sing along to the lines ‘these lips were meant to sing a song of love’. One performance immediately comes to mind; the 2007 Bataclan performance, which was the only live registration of KOKIA I could find online back when I first became a fan, and I had immediately latched onto this song. So in a lot of ways, today’s concert was going back in time for me too, hence the personal notes in this report. KOKIA had given it a new intro, repeating the line ‘remember the kiss’ followed by a long note, and here my notes just melted into an incoherent ‘aaaaa’, haha. I was very, very happy to hear this song, it was absolutely wonderful and I was getting rather emotional here.

Alas, it was time to part ways already! And so KOKIA appropriately sang Everytime we say goodbye, a jazz song she covered on her previous Watching from Above album. She was accompanied by piano and started small, but wow, this song also got the power treatment, it was lovely. She couldn’t resist waving a cute little ‘goodbye’ every time the title came up, haha.

And unfortunately, that was indeed the end of the performance! Of course, KOKIA would have to perform again later in the evening, but time had really flown by.

Luckily, the venue was small enough to allow for an autograph session, so I quickly lined up to get my copy of Watching from Above volume 2 signed. KOKIA seemed very surprised but happy to see me here, and we exchanged thank yous as she signed my copy. To the question whether she might come to Europe again, she answered it might be difficult, but Paris might be an option. So no promises, but who knows!

And that concludes my absolutely subjective but very happy review of KOKIA’s performance today. It’s always a blessing to be able to experience her live, as even the live recorded album came out this year can’t quite convey the power she exhales live, wow. She truly is amazing, and I’m glad she’s had so many years to look back on already. KOKIA, here’s to many more in good health and happiness, and thank you so much for this wonderful experience!

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