#monster campus introductions

[monstercampus]

Ellie, spare some crumbs about the Headless Horseman pwease 👉👈 is he mean mean or mean 🥺

(cws: dub/noncon)

Oh, he is mean. You'd think a mascot whose likeness has been chibi-fied and cartooned into adorable stickers for the book store to sell would be cute, right? Nice? Friendly?

Nah! The Horseman is mean as hell, and he's fucking nasty. He's old as shit and crotchety too, riding around on his horse like he owns the place and swiping at students who trample on the freshly-demon-horse-mowed lawns. Hundreds of years ago he was a renowned duke, known for both his prowess in battle and his beast-taming skills for miles and miles around. But being beheaded cut that career a bit short, and after his soul wandered aimlessly for decades looking for it, he finally settled on campus grounds and the student body adopted him as their mascot. Since then, he's begrudgingly worked for his "room and board" so to speak as a fixture on the sports field, often trotting around keeping students in line or tending the lawns and the vegetable gardens. He's mostly active at night as a patrol for naughty students breaking curfew or potential intruders, several of which he's caught over the last century and.....helpfully dismantled.

Your best hope is to just avoid him, not gonna lie. He's not giving you special treatment just cause you're a human. In fact, he can be even more brutal than he would be towards a monster student that he's caught outside after dark, because if he catches you.....well, it's been a long time since he felt any warmth, and humans are much more fragile than monsters. If he can't fight you properly and he knows you won't be able to run fast enough for him to give you a scare, then he'll have to resort to other means.

'Other' meaning he'll just have to sit you on his lap and see if he can fit inside. You dumb humans are so easy to rewire--you can be trained to take monster cock, it just takes practice. And when he yanks you up and keeps riding around with you settled there, squirming and blubbering in his lap for anyone to stop by and watch, it won't take very long to get you used to it. If you can somehow make him cum you should count yourself as one of the lucky ones, but a sloppy mess spilling down your legs doesn't mean he's gonna pull out any earlier. You're staying there until he's done, until you've received adept punishment, and only then will his apparition finally disappear as dawn breaks and you're left pitched over in the grass--weak, a little drunk off his musky smell, and totally wet, soaked in your own fluids and his. Good luck running back to your dorm without anyone spotting you on their way to class!

[viperixsworld]

GUTS, luke castellan x oc

(chapter one: new kid)

summary: Arianne and Luke just existing in camp and being the it couple.

disclaimer: im in introduction mood, so sorry. im thinking of making this story a full of oneshots and not a chapter after chapter think, idk. Enjoy this!!!

Set in Percy Jackson and the Olympians E1S1

Cabin ten, home to Aphordite's children. If Barbie and a military battalion had a kid, it would be the tenth cabin on Camp Half-blood. Arianne Deveraux was named captain and head counselor of the tenth cabin the day of her sixteen birthday, and since then she had to deal with all her brothers and sisters.

Two days later, Luke Castellan asked her to accompany him to a counselor meeting.

Said counselor meeting was actually a secret, not so secret, party for older campers, that had absolutly nothing to do with the fact that Chiron was out of camp in a secret quest and Mr.D had being persuaded with coke zero.

"Come on lovie, let's have some fun"

Wasn't he charming?

Apollo kids were at some (probably stolen) dj stuff, while Castor and Pollux were serving drinks and food. And every camper at sight waves and said hello to Luke. Three years at camp, and Ari was just starting to understand how deep Luke's influence run in the campus.

"So... are you gettin me a drink or what, champ?"

"And they said you were meek" laughed the boy.

"What can i say? Looks are deceiving"

"You don't have to swear it"

Later that night, when they had to break up the party after the earlier arrival of Chiron, some Demeter kid spread the rumor that captains of cabin 10 and 11 were making out behind a tree at the bonefire.

Some months after that, it was natural to see the two of them walking aroud camp, training together or swimming at the canoe lake. Her brothers and sisters would wait in the door of cabin 10, waiting for her to arrive past the curfew just to watch them say their goodbyes until next day.

"Quick! Hide behind the curtain!"

"Mitchell, she's gonna see you"

"Shut up, Val"

Arianne just draw her palm to her face as they stayed at the front door of cabin 10, her back facing the window while Luke only bit his tongue to avoid laughing at he situation. When Ari lifted her eyes from the floor, she found Luke's eyes just looking straight to her, as if he was trying to remember every little spot of her face, as if he was about to spend so much time without seeing her.

"Guess we have public tonight".

"They being spying us the whole day, I really hope they're not that bad when monsters are around"

Luke took a step foward, and before she could say her goodnight, he grabbed her face with two hands and kissed her on the lips. It was sweet and innocent and felt like being on a Pegasus. Her heart was beating faster than being chased by a monster and she actually heard the voices of her siblings giggling and clappin their hands.

"See you tomorrow at training, lovie"

Ari opened her eyes, finding Lukes mischievous grin, who was already on his way to his cabin.

"You just gave them a show" the girl complained

"No, your face did" responded the boy.

"I hate you".

"Nah".

She waved her goodbye to her boy with a foolish smile plastered on her face and prepare herself mentally for the nightmare of children behind that pink door. So, before entering, she breathed in and out three times, and stepped inside. She found all of her siblings looking at her, grinning at her, while poorly hidden behind curtains or under blankets.

"If your not dead sleeping before the count of ten, I will personally hunt you one by one in Capture the Flag"

This being said, the children practically flew to their bunkbeds as she directed herself to the twinbed she shared with her half-sister Silena.

The black haired girl was pretending to read a Vogue magazine when Ari just threw herself on her bed.

"Stop the act, Silena. I saw you looking out the window with Mitch and Val" said the captain.

Silena just left the magazine on the nightstand and looked at her big sister. They endured this for five seconds before brusting in laughs and putting her hands over their mouths to avoid bringin the attetion of the younger.

"Is he a good kisser?"

"Silena!"

"Don't shout! A girl just wants to know, don't blame me"

"It was all right" Ari said just staring at the ceiling "He felt right, get me?". Silena just looked to her sister in admiration, a look of pure happiness.

"Got it" she responded "Ugh, I'm so jealous... wish Charlie wasn't that dense".

"Give him time... it's not an easy task falling in love with a daugther of the goddess of love".

"Says the one with a boyfriend".

"Hey! It took time too, you know? Charlie will get it, don't worry about it. And if not, you can always leave it to your big counselor sister who can give him more chores!"

Silena just pushed her a little and they laugh again, falling sleep on the same bed after their conversation.

Later the same night, Arianne and Silena were woken up by a loud thud and the sun rays that sneak to the pinkish courtains. Apollo was feeling it today, huh? Arianne got off the bed, stretching after spending the night sharing a single bed with her dear sister, who kicks like hell.

"Mitch, what's going on si early?" she asked her little brother, who was running around the cabin with only one shoe one.

Did she sleep in? Why is everybody up that early? It was only 8:30 in the morning, most of the campers (especially HER campers) wouldn't leave their cabins until 9:00 for breakfast at mess hall.

She was sure as Tartarus that it wasn't inspection day, and she knew because the one in charge of that, was still lying in bed trying to get up. And Silena was really serious when it came to inspection day.

"A new kid entered at camp last night! Michael from Apollo said he killed a minotaur entering camp with Grover! Gods, he said the kid kept the horn!" said the boy before sprinting out the cabin.

What?

"Sil? Wake up, come on".

"Only five minutes" she murmured.

"Get your ass up!"

They dressed as quick as they could, (easy for Ari because she went to bed with the clothes from the day before). When both of them get to the mess hall, everyone was talking about the mysterious kid that one handedly got to kill a minotaur.

Apparently, poor boy passed out from the attack and was recovering in the infirmary, not even Apollo's children had access right now by Chiron's orders.

Silena went to their table, as for Ari, she was getting her food when Chris Rodríguez and Clarisse La Rue were having a conversation about it.

"I mean, a minotaur is big thing Clarisse".

"Beginner's luck, Rodríguez" said the Ares kid.

"Don't be mean, Clarisse" scolded the Aphordite's daugther entering the chat.

Despite being two opposite poles, La Rue and Deveraux had a good friendship and mutual respect. That probably comes from the close relationship between their godly parents (so to speak).

It was kind of relieving for Clarisse to know someone that she didn't need to impress. And for Arianne it was nice to have someone that wouldn't just underestimate her because of her looks, and actually saw that she wasn't a shallow, pretty face and that she could defend herself as well as any other demigod.

"Bet he's the son of Ares" said Chris "A new baby brother, Clarisse!".

Needless to say, Chris earned a hit from the Ares girl.

"What problem do you children of Hermes have with betting?" asked Arianne laughing while serving herself some pancakes with strawberry syrup.

"Make's life more insteresting, lovie" said a voice behind her, while an arm rested comfortably on her shoulders. "What are you three bickering about this morning, huh?" said Luke's voice.

"Good morning for you too" Arianne greeted.

With his arm still on her shoulder, Luke left a discret kiss on her hair. " What are the news?" he asked.

"Newbie kill a minotaur last night, and everyones freaking out" Clarisse said disdainfully.

"Unclaimed?".

"Seems like we'll have the bullslayer at our place, bro" said Chris before he and Clarisse went to their respective tables.

"Be nice to the kid, he is probably super scared right now" Arianne told Luke, gettin face to face.

Luke raised an eyebrow questioning her words.

"Im always nice to new campers".

Arianne just grinned and pecked his cheek before going to her sister, who was eagerly waiting for her pancakes.

[thegeekyartist]

The end of a year-long personal project has finally come! 💖

I'm primarily an oil painter, but I love playing around with collage. This year, I challenged myself to make one artist trading card (mini collage) every week of 2024 to complete a full 52 card deck. My theme? A collage based on one song that I couldn't stop listening to that week. I've now got a full deck of artwork plus a banging playlist. ✨

Click below to see what I was listening to, or check out the whole playlist I made for it! 💖

1. A Change is Gonna Come - Greta Van Fleet

2. Eat Your Young - Hozier

3. Coffee Cold - Galt MacDermot

4. Burning Down the House - Paramore

5. Understand - Hippo Campus

6. Bambi - Hippo Campus

7. How to Build a Planet - Kansas Bible Company

8. No Instructions - The Happy Fits

9. Hard Times - Paramore

10. Oh! Darling - Florence Welch

11. Supersonic Rocket Ship - The Kinks

12. Too Sweet - Hozier

13. Take Me to the River - Lorde

14. OutRight - Wild Party

15. Stupid Love - Lady Gaga

16. Femininomenon - Chappell Roan

17. Good Luck Babe - Chappell Roan

18. Holy - Frightened Rabbit

19. Curse Me Good - The Heavy

20. Street Player - Chicago

20. Eye Know - De La Soul

22. HOT TO GO! - Chappell Roan

23. THE BADDEST - Joey Valence and Brae

24. August - flipturn

25. Busy Earnin' - Jungle

26. The Staunton Lick - Lemon Jelly

27. Slow Sipper - The Dip

28. SOS - Timothy Fleet and Wayne Murray

29. ode to rashaan - berlioz

30. Abstract (Psychopomp) - Hozier

31. Scars - The Crane Wives

32. Nobody's Soldier - Hozier

33. Girls - The Dare

34. Star Trek Theme (Main Title) - Alexander Courage

35. Alien Blues - Vundabar

36. enknee1 - hemlocke springs

37. Six Below - flipturn

38. The Moon Will Sing - The Crane Wives

39. Arcturus Beaming - The Crane Wives

40. Concrete - Dolores Forever

41. Introduction to the Snow - Miracle Musical

42. The Bottom of It - Fruit Bats

43. Visitor - Of Monsters and Men

44. Black Water - Of Monsters and Men

45. Space Cadet - The Technicolors

46. No. 1 Party Anthem - Arctic Monkeys

47. Piece of Me - Britney Spears

48. Nobody Sees Me Like You Do - Yoko Ono, The Apples in Stereo

49. Too Close - Sir Chloe

50. DENIAL IS A RIVER - Doechii

51. Teddy Picker - Arctic Monkeys

52. Blue Hair - TV Girl

[corrodedcoughin]

just thinking out loud but the Steve going to college because believe it or not he’s finally found a very specific course that catches his interest and it happens to be in Fort Wayne so he can still check in on the kids. It gets even better when Robin and Nancy decide they want to stay local too so they all pack together and get excited (and nervous) about moving.

The time comes and they leave Hawkins and suddenly it’s the first proper day of classes. The three of them are spread over the campus so Steve treks alone to his first class, the reason he chose the college in the first place: Introduction to Folklore.

He’s so ready to learn about something he’s finally interested in. Doesn’t pay attention to the usual seating conventions and social status, just wants to know where they’ll be starting, cliques and popularity contests a long gone part of his life.

The professor is in her stride, painting a picture with her stories of creatures from folklore and the origins, Steve can’t believe it but he’s genuinely excited to learn for once. The pinpoint accuracy focus on the professor is shattered when a voice erupts next to him

‘That’s great and everything but shouldn’t there have been a moth man lover sighting by now? Where is the justice for this noble creature I ask you? I know there’s monster fuckers out there professor.’

The professor slowly engages the guy in conversation but Steve is seething. Who does this guy think he is? Does he think this is a private class just for him? That Steve isn’t paying good money to be here? So pen clenched in a white knuckled hand Steve lets his bitchy temperament get the better of him ‘I thought this was a folklore class? Not a self insert romance lit course’ he clearly says it too loud because the boy next to him. The one who started all this turns to Steve and raises an eyebrow, a smug smile on his face and lets out a ‘huh interesting’ and what’s Steve supposed to do with that? And more importantly what’s Steve supposed to do with the fact that the guy is stupid hot with this long hair, tattoo combo and that the smug look on his face definitely made Steve’s heartbeat thunder in his ears? Out of rage on behalf of his fellow students, of course.

Turns out it doesn’t matter, the class is over and Steve is running out the door, determined not to get caught by those eyes again.

It starts off a Thing between them. Every week the guy, Eddie, will challenge the lecturer with some inane point that Steve refuses to accept he actually believes to the point of Steve firing back an argument at him. Eventually they are full on debates in the middle of the class that the professor has to mediate after eddie decided that standing on the table would be appropriate (of course, not to be outdone, steve followed).

They absolutely do not have a thing for each other and the rest of the class absolutely do have a sweepstakes on when they’ll get together

[suusoh]

kind of random but likeee… what do we think of exhibitionist johan??? would he be the type to flash someone? because it seems ooc but you never know, considering he’s practically given up the title of the nameless monster after being a horny fuck (in reference to one of your posts). maybe it turns him on because of the reaction he gets from reader. imagine sitting on a campus bench after a long day, trying to collect your thoughts and he just whips it out. idk, me personally, i wouldn’t mind being flashed by him.

Hmmmm not sure if Johan would go all the way with flashing anon. He may not have shame, but he does have ~class~

Buuuuuut! If we're talking exhibitionist Johan anon, may I offer you Johan who delves in exhibitionism, for the sole purpose of watching you nearly breakdown in tears and bargains, as you get overwhelmed with the shame and fear of being seen?

I could imagine a scenario with pre-rurenheim Johan, where darling is friends with Karl and Lotte but not quite friends with Johan yet. Darling's only seen him once or twice, receiving the polite nod and introduction from him, but otherwise they've yet to be acquainted with him.

One day, they all agree to get lunch somewhere, and it's kind of a booth like situation or where the chairs are arranged so that there's two people on opposite sides of the table. Karl and Lotte seat beside each other (because Lotte has a lil crush on Karl and all that), which leads to Johan seating beside darling. Lunch ensues, yadda yadda, everyone's busy with the food and conversation;

and Johan starts touching you under the table.

He starts with accidentally brushing his hand against your leg, then nonchalantly places a hand on your thigh and rubbing it a bit, and sooner down the line— he begins palming your clothed crotch, keeps at his minstrations until he's full on slipping his fingers inside your underwear.

All while he continues discussing with Karl about how to get a clearer pronunciation in Latin. Doesn't even spare you a glance through it all.

Since Johan is still talking with Karl, Lotte even thinks you're accidentally being left out at one point, so she starts conversing with you too. Little does she know that not only is Johan literally rubbing circles on your clit right now, but his hand suddenly moves even faster the second he heard her trying to talk to you.

[rodimusprime2017]

A Monstrous Introduction - Legion Of Superheroes

Chimera!Male Reader X Kara Danvers

A inhuman roar is heard throughout the campus as Mon-El hears it, so does Supergirl and Superman as they were both confused on what can make that sound, but Mon-El knew who.

Mon-El: Uh oh, he knows. He must’ve seen you arrive as he’s closing in right now.

Supergirl: Who’s he?

Mon-El: He? Oh, I think you’re about to meet the strongest student here, and the most fearsome.

The trio suddenly hear something big land behind them as they slowly turn to see to Supergirl’s shock, a giant silver robotic gorilla as blades come out of his arms, ready for a fight.

????: Who are you, Kryptonian. Speak now, or I’m gonna be the Maximal who’s gonna rip out your spark!

Mon-El: Chimera! Stand down! She’s not with Zod! She’s new here for Daxam’s sake.

Superman: Is he always like this?

Mon-El: After Zod, yes. He’s an Alpha for a reason, and a leader.

Chimera taps a strange symbol on his chest, causing him to change into a teenage boy with E/C and H/C.

????: Sorry ‘bout that. Needed to let off some steam. Who’s the gorgeous blonde girl dressed like a cheerleader?

Superman: This is my cousin; Kara Zoe-El.

Supergirl: Call me Supergirl.

????: Oh, we’re giving up our secret identities. Call me Y/N L/N aka Chimera. King of Beasts and God of Monsters. I could use a new training partner, especially one of your type. Sorry, I apologise.

Supergirl: It’s okay, be yourself as you want.

Tagged: @primeofprimes115

[millennium-academy-of-summoning]

Introduction (Master list work in progress)

“ Hello I am Petro B Maximus and I am here to introduce you all to Millennium academy of Summoning.”

Millennium academy is mix Gender Academy though our Population is male dominate , You will see Young Women around then Campus .

Our Campus way more advanced than Night ravens or Royal Swords Stuffy old Fashioned halls . Though not as much as that Hourglass place I’ve Here about

Our Students are know for being the best at Magic Duels as well as entertainment and Tech . We are know for Holding a large magic Duel tournament between The various academies called one is called the “Battle city” and the other “ Battle Carnival “.

Now ,my Boy/Girl/Friend stand up to the Deck and draw your card , but, Becareful the card you draw will your fate of in this school.

Note. All the Staff and Students are based not just the duelists of Yugi oh but, the Monsters as well so students and Staff based off Blues White dragon , Duel terminal , World legacy .ect are welcome .

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Characters Creation and Fandorm Rules

Discord Server

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Headmaster

Petro B Maximus ( Twisted from the Millennium eye/Thousand Eyes Restrict / Pegasus J Crawford )

Tenma J Maximus ( Twisted from Pegasus J Crawford/Toon world )- Headmasters Son , he gose to NRC in Heartslabyu

Vice Headmaster

Arman Diaval ( Twisted from Priest Seto/ Seto Kaiba)

Other Staff

Vivian De Campo (Twisted from Crowler) - Basics of Magic Duel teacher/ Advance Magic Dueling Teacher

Yunna Fukuyama( Twisted from Yusei Fudo? ) - Mechanics Teacher /Synchro Magic Teacher

Patrick Knox ( Twisted from Paradox ) - Assistant Synchro Magic Teacher

Musa Solachord ( Twisted from GranSolfachord Musecia )- Music teacher

Regulus Akira ( Twisted from Leo Akaba ) - Fusion Magic Teacher

Basic and Advanced Magic Teacher- ( Twisted from Dark Magican) * He has a lot of Family

?????- Link Teacher

?????- XYZ Teacher

?????- Pendulum Teacher

?????- Ritual Teacher

??????- History teachers

?????- Math Teacher

?????- Writing teacher

????- Literature

?????- Art

?????- Alchemy

?????- Libraian

?????- Mental Magic

?????- Elemental Magic

?????- Familiar Magic

?????- Summoning

?????- Combat Teacher

Dorms

Just at Places like Night Raven There are Seven Dorms

Dulinx based on Duel Monsters

Based the Ruthless Determination of The Duelist of the white Dragon and his Rival

It’s unknown who Dulinx was Created for but the Story is the Duelist of the White Dragon whose Determination and Ruthless attitude towards regulating the Magic Duels and mastering the Magic Duels allowed them to Flourish .

Dulinx is Founded on determination those who are Sorted in to Dulinx’s Dorm Are often known to be Stuffy , Stubborn , and Hard headed . Dulinx Students Excellent in Support Magic and Making use of Magical Tools and Relic .

Taken

Blue Eye White Dragon

Red eyed black Dragon

Obelisk

Yugi and Atem

Mai Valentine and Harpy Ladies 1, 2 and 3

Gennyx Based on  Characters from GX and the Fusion Dimension from Arc -V 

based on Good Sportsmanship of

Created to Celebrate a duelist in Red said to have never lost a Battle though it conflicted whether he never Lost . What was know is that the duelist in red had a Special powers to see everyones “ Duel spirit “A special “monster( From yugioh)” someone is connected as well as being able to speak to his Familiars let to the Duelist in Reds reputation of  good sportsmanship . The Majority of Students excel in magic Duels And Spelldrive  . They have a rivalry with the so called “ Loser’s  Dorm”  Numeria  .

*Gennyx Dorm has the highest turnover rate with many Transferring into Numeria, @Ignita or Synchrocity due to the Dorms strict Hierarchy based on how good someone is at Magic duels many lower Ranked students say they aren’t even ailowed to use the Dorms Kitchen .

Taken

Jaiden Yuki

Yubel

Chazz

Serena/ Lunalight Blue Cat

Yuri/ Straving Venom

Ritualisk - Based on Ritual monster ,Duel Terminal ,Albaz and other Story Archetypes

Based on the Sacrifice of the witch of rituals.

In the Ever Changing world of Duelle Terminus 

 there is a tragic  Story about a woman Whose life was full Sacrifices . Sacrificing Mind, Body and Eventually her life to Combat InvaZwarma threat that Eventually over took her Upon seeing what she did under the influence of the Invazwarm she Sacrificed herself to defend against it. . 

Ritualisk Embraces the Sacrifices of the Witch of Rituals and learn from her mistakes and various  misgivings . Most of them Descent from The Necrize said to be  Successors of the Witch of Ritual’s Tribe but the Others like The Dogmatics and Even Descendants of The InvaZwarm Descenters who managed to Break from the Hivemind.

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Taken Gishiki Noella

Ecesselia

Alexis

Visas Starfrost + all the Heart Monsters(Offical Protagonist)

Synchroncity - Based on 5D’s and the Synchro dimension in Arc-V 

Based on the Adaptiabilty of the Signers 

Synchroncity despite the Name the Dorm it’s self is full of Mechanics, Speed nuts , Racers and many other  types of Engineers they Consider Monsiville and Dulcisregnum  Suitable rivals in both . 

Based upon the Struggles  of the Signers , Synchroncity Prides it’s Self in the Hardwork ethics and clever Thinking put in by their Students, but also  has no qualms for Slackers though recently with Influx  of People Transferring to the Dorm   From Fusinex , Things are Getting a Bit out of Hand for thier Current Dorm Leader. They are known for being adaptiable duelist which  make GennyxPull thier hair out.

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taken Characters

Stardust Dragon/ Yusei

Jack Atlas

Black Rose Dragon/ A

Yugo/ Clear Wings

Rin

Numeria - Based on Zexal  and The XYZ Dimensions from Arc-V

Based on the Improvement of the Golden Key holder

Numeria has a Not so Great Reputation among Student body  in Millenium  ,  Most of the Students Consider it A Losers or Good  for nothing Dorm , Sure they may Lose a  lot of Magic  Duel  but they sure won’t it let get them  down .

Because their based on the Holder of the Golden key motto of Feeling the Flow and Improving once they get into the Flow  , Numeria is Unstoppable  they offend Help Synchroncity , Pendulala , @Ignita and Rushtown Dorm with   Various projects .

However Gennyx has been Giving them Trouble as of Late .

Taken

Yuma

Astral

Shark

Lulu/Ruri

Yuto/ Dark Rebellion

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Pendulala - Based on Arc -V and Pendulum Monster 

Based on the Passion and Tragedy of the Supreme King

The Resident Entertainment  dorm , Based on  the Bevelonce ,Passion and Tragedy of the Supereme  King.

The Dorm Prides it self on Making People Smile and to never give into the Desire To Make Magic Duels more Brutal than Necessary To Avoid a Second Splitting of Dimensions .  

Many of Pendulala Battles Are more Entertaining And Showy often Using which Annoys Gennyx Dorm are they aren’t slouches When it comes

To Magic duel but  often like Showboat  which annoys the Fusnex dorm. They are often focused on what looks cool.

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Taken

Yuuya/ Odd eyes

Yuzu

I might take Gong if no one else dose him

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@Iginita- Based on Vrainz and Link Monsters

Based upon the Unawavering sense of Justice of the Playmaker and Ignisters

The Iganita Dorm is home to  many Technological wonders, the Dorm almost looks like a Virtual City space  with Student Riding on hoverboards dueling each other  not unlike the Duels In Synchrocity  , Many of them have become Internet famous for thier Duels along with other pursuits. Many of them Are idols or Magituber,some are even software Engineers and talented Hacker. They are. Often Considered A Niuances to Magic Duel Against due thier More Strategy focused mind set which the Gennyx Dorm Deems a Threat to thier win streak.  ——-

Taken

Yusaku

Skye/Blue Angel

The Gore

Ai

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Rushown

Based on the innovations of the Seven Roads Duelist 

Rushown is the Newest Dorm set up by one Student in the School who thought the Rules of  Magic dueling were starting Get overwhelming for new People and made it harder for Millennium academy to keep student. So The Student strived to make a more Simplifed Rule set  with a basis bringing more causal People into the Fun parts about Magic Duels while still being  Competitive dorm simlar to Numeria  they are known for Losing a lot but they Never let it get them Down .  The Gennyx Dorm Dosent like Rushown lax Attitude towards it and hate the Idea of the Basics of Magic dueling being changed for quote on Quote “Children “.

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Yuga

Roman

Yuamu

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Unknown form as of yet

Lightray madoor

[alperthe-arts]

IF THERE'S BEEN LEAKS PROVING OR DISPROVING THIS, NO SPOILERS PLEASE. I want to experience this as blindly as possible, since I did at least know about the Dainsleif + Kaeya interaction and the introduction of the Cryo Abyss Herald enemy when some of the leaks came out... but that's it.

Would you believe me if I told you I haven't drawn anything. In 2-3 years. And the first thing I chose to draw was two characters with complex armor that I still simplified.

Okay, the Genshin update is going to come in about 30 minutes, I've gotta at least put the lineart out there. I had a dream that I was Kaeya and got turned into the Cryo Abyss Herald that got revealed, and I was chasing Aether, sometimes out of aggression because the 'monster' side was taking over and sometimes out of sadness because I didn't want him to be scared of me. And because this was a dream, part of this chase happened on my university's campus at night.

There's a Part 2 to the story behind this, what happened AFTER I woke up, but I feel like I should tell the full story in the full piece, since I plan to color this.

And when I do color it, I have an excuse to crop part of the legs/shoes since I can't draw those yet. It will also hopefully make it clear which lines "belong" to which characters.

[budoshoujoofficial]

Hajime! Enter the Budo Shoujo!

CHAPTER 1 - THE DAY THE WORLD STOOD STILL

No one was prepared for that fateful day. It was the ultimate nightmare. The ruins of a British castle excavated, only to reveal the hiding spot of that ancient evil. It was said that his wings blackened the sky, and his cry made the wolves cower in fear. But worst of all was his gaze. His gaze paralyzed all who peered into it. Well, paralyzed wasn’t the right word. They were petrified, turned to immovable statues.

“Those poor saps could not kill me. Wiped out my generals, destroyed my ogres, but I still live” he shrinks down into a humanoid form and adjusts the tie of his suit with hands atop his bat like wings. He fluffs the feathers of his chicken head and blinks his four eyes. “It has been quite a while. Things have changed quite a bit. Looks like I need some assistance.”

Miyagi History Museum

“It’s rumored that this sword belonged to a samurai from Echigo, who was lost in… WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!” The tour guide screeches as the monster crashes through the window. She was immediately petrified as the creature shatters a pot. “I heard rumors of a great warrior, cursed to sleep here. Wake up, and claim your rightful place by my side.”

A swirling mist gathers, and a samurai no older than 25 appears. He wasn’t entirely human, at least, not anymore. A black and white fish tail on his back, and fins on his ears proved that fact. He sinks into a bow. “My lord, I am the Shiro Utsuri. It is an honor to serve you”

The Cockatrice, as the monster would come to be called, ignores his introduction and picks up the sword that was next to the pot. “Come. I need your assistance to wake my mage, Ivanovi. I sent him away before the final battle.”

The samurai nodded, and off they went, transported back to Europe.

The unnamed German Town was practically uninhabitable. Anyone who tried to settle in it would find themselves ill, or misfortunate. “Cursed the place. A delightful touch” the Cockatrice laughs. “Shiro Utsuri, spill your blood on the ground. That should wake him up”

The samurai nods and cuts his palm. The dripping blood causes a rumbling, and then a man… bat… abomination to crawl out of the ground. Like the Cockatrice, he had hands atop wings, but that was the only similarity. He had a webbed tail and his head was human, with two large ears on the top. “Behold, a proper vampire, awakened by blood and ready to serve” the Cockatrice introduces the thing in front of him. The Shiro Utsuri backs away, shocked.

“Sir, you live! It is a joy to see” Ivanovi grins, revealing sharp fangs. He looks at the Shiro Utsuri, a little confused. After all, he had yet to see a human that looked quite the same as that. But, Ivanovi was quick to adapt to his surroundings, regardless of the time and place

“I do, yes. But alas my work was undone. We were unable to march the Ogre hordes on this pitiful land.” He laments to his vampire confidant. “Your magic is required again”

“I understand, my lord. Perhaps it would be advantageous to gain another sorcerer” the vampire suggests. “I heard rumblings of a sorcerer across the ocean. Thirty years ago she was trapped in stone”

“Oh? In those lands? Intriguing. Let us head there. Perhaps we will have better luck in those lands. After all, the east lands and the britons managed to uncover the secrets of their war arts. And it seems with time, they have become less of an interest for the people of this planet. It should be an easy conquest”

“Of course, your excellency. We will enact swift retribution for what they did all those years ago. But first, we will find this sorcerer near a college called Oceanside University” 

Oceanside University. Not as good as Harvard but it was definitely better than Bluff State. It held standard classes, your usual mid sized university fare. It had sports teams too, but they weren’t really of importance in any division. The campus was beautiful though. Nestled next to a rocky bluff overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. It became a great hiking spot, as well as the subject of many urban legends. However, the most notable things about this university was its support of martial arts clubs. Instructors frequently came to teach clubs in obscure arts, both eastern and western. There were often showcases and mock battles, both to the awe and sometimes ire of other students.

“TO~!” a fiery ginger calls out as she jabs the wooden bayoneted rifle, called a Mokuju, at her training partner. She was practicing Jukendo, a rare weapons based Budo. Because no one else practiced it at the school, she trained with the Kendo club. 

“Kote! Men!” The blonde kendoka on the other side of the gym calls out. She then shouts, to signal her next strike. “how ya doing over there Marie? because you face me next” she calls out after finishing the set.

“doing just fine Cara, but you’d better be ready. I’m feeling it today” she laughs “Gotta impress the newbies after all.”

“IPPON! Good job new girl” Came from the next gym over. A stocky tomboy had thrown her opponent to the ground perfectly. This Judo exhibition was for new students, and she was fresh meat. Well, not anymore… “The name’s Lily. You’d better remember it” the tomboy chuckles

Outside, other clubs were attempting to recruit

“Why not join Kyuudo? ” The team captain of the japanese archery club gives a pamphlet to a tall and graceful first year walking by. “Hm, Lily did say to try a martial art. I think I can spare some time. My name is Angel, would you be able to tell me more?“

Passing her was a girl with a wrapped Naginata. She was confident, sitting down at the club table. “Good afternoon Tomoko”

“good afternoon ladies. How is recruitment going?”

These five ladies didn’t know what was about to happen. As they all leave where they were, they were transported to a mysterious dojo. A man with a gold tessen welcomes them in. “Ladies, I’m sorry to bring you here without warning, but it seems the world needs your assistance.”

“Huh?” The tomboy, Lily, asks. “The world needs us? Why?”

“You five have excellent spirits, and limitless potential in your chosen Budo”

“But I-“ the ballerina, Angel asks, confused

“You too have potential, if you choose to go through with it, white swan. I understand you five are nervous, but the evil we face will not wait for you to  become confident. I have no doubt he’s on his way here to collect the trapped trickster mage Xola.”

“Trickster mage? Great evil?” The redhead, Marie was confused. “Are you saying we’re going to be War Artists?” 

“Budo Shoujo” the man corrects her. “War Artists are our European counterparts. Like origami, we evolved similar skills with different variations. How do you know about them?” 

“My dad is a huge fan. He’s a HEMA enthusiast, so he used to show me reruns of captured fights” she smiles. 

“Oh. How interesting” something clicks in his mind. “Well, red eagle, sine you know them, you must recognize a henshin weapon. I believe yours is a Mokuju” he passes her an ornately carved wooden rifle. She takes it and immediately transforms. She was decked out in a white gi and red hakama with maroon armor. The shoulder cover resembled a wing, and her helmet resembled an eagle’s head. 

This sparks an interest in the other girls, who clamor to the weapons. Well, except Lily, who just gets a yellow Judo belt. As she places it on, she transforms as well. Her gi and pants were yellow, complimenting the belt Although Judoka don’t wear helmets, she wore a bear eared visor to obscure her face.

Angel inspects the white yumi as she’s transformed into a white gi and Hakama, a black wing like pad across her chest to protect her from the string. A swan mask covered her face, but gave her sight to aim.

Cara, the Kendoka, brings the shinai to Chuudan, the basic stance, then Jodan, the high stance, and then transforms. Her hip flags looked like fins, same with her shoulder pauldrons. The fish like elements were the only deviation from the normal blue of a Kendo uniform. 

Finally, Tomoko picks up the ribbon wrapped polearm. “A naginata themed hero? Kawaii ne~!”She transforms, her helmet sporting horse ears and a neatly groomed mane crest. Her hakama was tied up with shin guards. 

“Your main opponent is the Cockatrice. No doubt he has awoken Ivanovi the vampire. I also have a report in from Japan that he woke a cursed Samurai known as the Shiro Utsuri.”

“A cursed Samurai? Vampires?” Angel asks. She was still taken aback, wearing an unfamiliar uniform for a sport she only just considered. And they were asking her to take up arms against ancient evils?!

The man nods. “Sadly so. But if you all work together, you should be able to defeat them, and whatever monsters he throws your way.” As he explains this, one of his lookouts, the captain of the Kyudo club, runs into the dojo. “He’s here. Heading those the stone that the sorcerer is in” he blurts out.

“Ladies. You must go now. I trust that you will drive them back”

The girls nod and run out towards the bluff. At the top, there is a singular stone, the fated resting place of the sorceress Xola and the target of the incoming villains

[night-raven-miscellany]

An Introduction??? Maybe?

*sigh*

I realized that in my mission to begin meeting new people (aside from the ones I've already dealt with so far this year) it would probably help if people knew stuff about me, huh?

I mean, you all already know me as Yuna, one of the potentially infinite in quantity (based on my observations since coming to NRC) Prefects of Ramshackle Dorm. I'm a first year, 16 years old, but I don't have too much special going on about me.

Here's the photo on my student ID, so you all can see what I look like:

I'm a member of the NRC newspaper club and have posted a few columns talking about random occurrences on campus, but I mainly just take photos for them. I also occasionally get to do interviews, so if you're looking to promote a club or a student or something, just ask and I'll see what strings I can pull.

The most notable thing about me, I guess, is that I'm not from this world, and definitely struggled getting on my feet when I first arrived, but now that I understand what's going on most of the time, I think I've gotten the hang of things (except for flying on brooms. I don't think I'll ever manage to get good at that).

...

It feels weird to say that, huh? "I'm not from this world"... Like. Like an isekai light novel or something I'd read at home when my mom was out. Except it's not a novel or anything it's completely real and I'm somehow alive and experiencing it... I sometimes wonder if I'll ever get to go home.

...

I don't really think there's anything else to say. I'm not really anyone who would stick out in a crowd. But it's nice to make a formal introduction to everyone, I guess...

Yuna Sid (ユナ・シド－Yuna Shido)

✨: The Student Profile for Yuna Sid has been retrieved. Hooray!

Other Names: “Yu/Yuu”, “Pistol Shrimp” (Floyd), “Petit Étrangère” (Rook), "Freshie" (Izem), “My Dearest, Number One Servant That Shall be Spared in the Coming Cataclysm”/”Servant” (Casimir)

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Age: 16

Birthday: 3/25

Starsign: Aries

Height: 163 cm (5’4”)

Eyes: Yellow-Green

Hair: Golden Brown

Homeland: Another World

Family: Isabella Sid (Mother), Robert (Step-Father), Yamato Hana (Father)

Dorm: Ramshackle Dorm

School Year: First

Class: 1-A, Student no. 9

Occupation: Student (50% of one, that is), Prefect

Club: Yearbook Committee / Newspaper Club

Best Subject: Magic History

Dominant Hand: Right

Favorite Food: Red Bean Mochi

Least Favorite Food: Shredded Coconut

Dislikes: Being Ignored/Overlooked

Hobbies: Playing the Piano

Talents: “Monster” Taming

The magicless Prefect from another world. She often avoids discussion about herself in order to try and blend in better, but that hasn’t stopped her from making large impressions on her peers.

[monstercampus]

Harpy Professor - First Meeting

(cws: slight alcohol mention, brief lewd references)

wc: 3.5k

Last night was a mess. Priam had been out all night partying with his friends, while Antón had been rage-cleaning the apartment in a frenzy in order to have everything spotless before the first day of term. The two of them you've gotten used to, of course, but their habits still tick you off when you're not in the mood to deal with them. Priam's drunken stumble back into the dorm at 4 AM didn't help either, as your vampiric roommate got into an argument with him over leaving the living room a mess. Exams have been over for weeks, and yet the two of them still find stupid things to fight about in the heat of the moment.

And you were left to endure it as best you could, your pillow clamped over your ears for half the night and your blanket pulled down over your feet by your shadow friend–who also seemed to be quite frustrated by your other tenants and their noise, trying vainly to block out the light and seal your door in his mist to try and muffle the ruckus. Either way you weren't going to sleep, not well, so now you've stepped into your first class of the new semester with bags under your eyes and half your school supplies forgotten. Just get through it today. Tomorrow will be better.

First on the roster this morning is Monster-Human Relations–a class you knew would be small, but not this small, with barely ten or so seats filled so far in the mid-sized lecture room. There's only about five rows of staggered desks on a slope anyways, with a curved, connected desk to separate the section from the front of the class and the podium. And you're a few minutes early, so you anticipate there'll be more students filing in as they wake up from their respective hangovers or hangovers-by-association, like yourself. Being an advanced class, though, it's not going to be much bigger than this. The only reason you're even taking this class was because the professor made a request for your attendance, and gave you special permissions to attend based on your unique species allocation. And lo and behold, even so, there's a face you recognize right as you walk in the door, his piercing eyes perking up as he lifts his head at the sound of your footsteps. It's Nick. Gods you are glad to see him. He peers at you through a few loose strands of dark hair, and at the sight of you a smile flashes across his face.

"Hey," He brightens up, pulling on the back of the chair beside him to offer you a seat. "Didn't know you were in this class too." He chuckles, though your look of relief doesn't seem to entertain him enough not to notice the weight of weariness you carry in your slumped shoulders. You're quick and eager to drop your bag on the table and slide into the chair, but Nick's worry stops you in your tracks. "What's up, buttercup? You look exhausted. Why aren't you in bed?"

"Roommates kept me up," You sigh, flipping open the lip of your bag to pull out your laptop. "But I'm okay. Can't miss the first class, anyways."

"Of course you can." Nicky's grin returns as you hoped it would, but it's gentler this time. "Besides, Wellwright's a big puffball. You can pretty much do whatever you want in his classes."

"I don't wanna be rude."

"You don't have a rude bone in your body." He's not flippant about it, but he does avert his eyes as he makes his comment–although it could just be because he's scribbling the date and the course number down in his thick notebook. "Wellwright's a super sweet guy, he was my mentor in Commonspeak class. He'll love you."

"You took Commonspeak?"

"Sure did." Those pearly teeth make an appearance as he chuckles, pride swelling his chest. "Barely spoke a word when I got here. Now I'm the most voracious person you probably know."

"Voracious?" You laugh, and he joins you, though as uplifting as it is it doesn't last for very long. You're grateful for it even so, your chuckling devolving as more people filter in and drawing to a close as the door to the classroom nearly slams off the hinges.

One moment of peace turns into chaos like the flip of a light switch, a pair of huge, strong wings entering the room with a scraggly, rough-looking man stumbling in alongside them. A tornado of feathers seems to cascade over the front of the room, flying off and whipping up with the breeze as those enormous wings flap and fold in an attempt to keep their host on his feet. Both you and Nick have to grab hold of your notebook and laptop respectively just so they don't fly off the table.

"My apologies!" He squawks, arms full of books and papers that also seem to be flying everywhere as he makes his way to his desk. You spare a glance over Nick's shoulder as he checks his watch, to which he taps and mouths "late" to you to elicit another giggle.

Raven Wellwright, a harpy of considerable acclaim, is definitely a name you've heard beyond the professor hastily scribbling it up on the whiteboard. Not only is he one of very, very few male harpies known to the world, but he's also very conveniently one of a handful of experts on the field of monster and human cooperation. He's penned a library of papers, articles, and books on the subject, won awards for his aid in developmental projects and awareness campaigns, and he's even been the first monster to be welcomed into a previously human-exclusive collegiate of considerable prestige. He's a rarity in all senses of the word…a rarity that's molting his feathers all over his desk, sweat gathering at his collar as his short waves of strawberry-blond locks falling haphazardly back into place while he shuffles around.

"Right!" He bellows out to the three-quarters-empty classroom, the tak tak of his papers hitting the podium echoing off the walls like glass marbles. "What was I saying?"

"You haven't started yet, professor." Nick calls out, and although it's certainly an awkward air in the room the harpy seems somewhat relieved that he hasn't already forgotten what just came out of his mouth.

"Right, thank you Nicholas. Nicholas!" He suddenly bursts into a frenzy, a smile plastered over his glowing face and his eyes sparkling with grateful familiarity. "Nicholas will be our note-taker this term, as well as your TA! Take a bow, Nick!"

Funny enough, even confident-and-cool Nick boasts a spot of shyness and a dark flush to his ears as he's encouraged to stand, turning around to wave at your fellow students who eye him up with varying degrees of interest, all while Raven claps with an eagerness to him that lasts until your friend reclaims his seat. Whispers dominate the classroom while Raven's head is turned, though it doesn't seem like they're just regarding the scatterbrained professor and his handsome assistant–especially not when he turns back and his square glasses-framed eyes land directly on you.

"Oh," That soft puff of air could just as well be a gunshot with how loud it feels to you, Raven's lithe fingers trembling slightly as he pushes his lenses higher up on his nose. For a split second, even with Nick's comforting words in the back of your brain, a tense knot of worry tightens in your stomach as you wonder whether your presence will be met with disdain.

"H-Hello! It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," And yet that concern evaporates the instant he skirts around the podium, features bright and his wings rustling excitedly as he hustles towards your desk and thrusts his hand out to yours. You barely have to hold his at all with how violently nervous his grip is, fingers clamped down so tight you can just barely feel the itch of his filed claws for nails against your skin. "Raven Wellwright, P.H.D! I'd like to welcome you to our university–it is a joy and an honour to have you here!"

With one last tight squeeze of his unusually cool hand, he pats your arm and releases you from that iron grip to scurry back to his podium. As luck would have it, all he's got prepared for today is a review of the syllabus, which soon flies by despite being peppered with occasional comments and brief anecdotes to supplement it, courtesy of a now hyper-focused prof who clearly knows what he's talking about. It's almost a little intimidating to watch him switch so quickly from anxiety to decisiveness, the nervous shakes vanishing as he briefly divulges the core topics of the material you'll be going over. It actually helps to stir you a bit from your exhaustion, though the half-smushed granola bar in the bottom of your bag also helps once he reiterates that eating in his class isn't a faux pas.

"I'm sure you're all readily familiar with the plagiarism policy and academic conduct sections as well, yes? Any questions?"

A revolution of head-nodding round the room seems to suffice, and with a quick glance at the clock by the door Wellwright rolls out his shoulders and drops his papers against the podium with a refreshed sigh.

"Well, that's good enough for me! Take an early lunch and enjoy the rest of your day, we'll start with our introductory lecture next class–oh, and could you two come to my office for a spell?" As he passes by your joint desks he gives them a tap, making eye contact with both you and Nick with a reassuring smile as the rest of the class shuffles their bookbags and lets their chair legs squeak as they get up from their seats. Your heart kicks up with a nervous thump, thump, thump, but whether Nick can smell it or hear it or is completely oblivious to it he pats your thigh under the table and nudges your shoulder playfully.

"No worries. He probably just wants to gush over you." He whispers into your ear, and with a half-smile conjured up from your dwindling pool of strength you gather your things in kind and follow alongside the werewolf as you both make your way to Wellwright's office, the path known well enough to him that he can chat your ear off the whole way there, and still make it in time to watch the professor hustle along down the corridor with his bag in tow as the two of you wait for him to unlock the door.

"Come in, come in! Take a seat–anywhere is fine–and have a snack! I've got tea…uh, somewhere! Just give me a moment.."

It's most certainly more haphazard being around him in the cramped office than it was in the lecture hall–as Wellwright hurries in and you two follow behind, Nick has to bring his hand down firmly on your head for you both to duck, just barely missing the professor's wing as it swings around and nearly collides with both of you. And with the size and strength of those muscles and that coat of healthy tawn-coloured feathers, you don't even wanna know how hard it would hurt to get smacked with one of those things.

But, oblivious to your plight, the avian totters around his office chirping up a storm while the werewolf at your side leads you–with your heads appropriately bowed under his wing line this time–to take your seats in the two plush chairs across from his spacious corner desk. Raven busies himself by the window with what looks to be a teapot on a portable burner for a minute or two, before the spout starts to whistle a familiar tune and he expertly tips it out to pour three steaming cups of fresh tea. Ginger-flavoured by the smell of it, the scent pervading your nostrils in an oddly relaxing way as he lays out each cup in front of all three of you. Curious, you watch as he takes his own seat, and notice that the arms of his chair dip towards the back for each wing to settle comfortably in the empty slots. Monster creativity truly knows no bounds, no matter how benign the design.

"-Anyways, that's quite enough about me! I'd like to know more about you." His bangs flutter over each brow as he turns to meet your eyes, not an ounce of enthusiasm missing from his gaze as he takes a sip from his cup–and proceeds to splutter and cough with a napkin pulled up to cover his mouth, mumbling in a half-lisp about burning his tongue. When you follow his lead with a giggle you make sure to at least blow on yours, and it's actually rather sweet despite the strength of the ginger threatening to overwhelm you. "I–we–are well and truly excited to have you here! I can't tell you how integral your presence will be in the pursuit of monster-human cooperation–you are sincerely a gift to this establishment, and I cannot thank you enough for taking the plunge and attending despite the odd circumstances."

Somehow–perhaps it's an effect of the tea–the mouthful of praises the professor drops are free from his usual stutters and vocal stumbling, as if the topic of you is yet another subject he can't help but be eloquently passionate about. You, on the other hand? You're not even sure what to say to that...such high praise feels uncalled for, not that it's unpleasant in nature, but that it should be reserved for someone that's actually done something to deserve it. All you really did was go with the flow and refrain from kicking up a fuss.

"I, uh���th-thank you, professor, but I really didn't do much…" You shrug shyly, suddenly wishing you could disappear from the awkwardness and hide inside Nick's jacket for comfort. But the silent moment passes not in a hollow, nerve-wracking way, because it's filled by Raven's easy smile growing into something a little more intimate, his feathers settling to lay flat as he reaches over the desk and gently clasps both hands over yours.

"You took a risk, my dear. Unsure of what lies on the horizon, you chose a path seldom travelled yet long overdue for progress. That in itself is worth a world of praise."

You knew he could be eloquent, but that…that was poetry. And could that warmth tipping his pointed ears be a blush, coincidental with how his fingers retract from touching you? Worried his touches may come off as something more the longer they linger? Or are you simply reading into things?

"Maybe I should go," Nick teases, and that thankfully eases the tension enough for you to snap back into the reality at hand–and for Raven's feathers to ruffle in embarrassment as he leans away from you just to bump his head painfully on his overhanging lamp.

"Sweet Chaos–ah, I'm fine, I'm fine!" He waves away your worry while Nick erupts into a cheeky laugh beside you, the professor's unyielding clumsiness proving too much for him to keep it all sealed in. Especially hearing a string of curses fly from such a sweet, kind-hearted man's mouth, who wouldn't hurt a beetle even if it bit him. "Before I injure myself further, perhaps I should just get to the point." He sighs with a palm pressed to the back of his head, rubbing the soreness off the fortunately very minor bump there.

"It's the MHC thing, right?" Nick pipes up, sobered from the giggle fit but still grinning from ear to ear.

"Just so." Raven nods, those cotton candy-pink eyes shifting back to you. "My dear, I have a favour to ask of you. Would you consider being a human ambassador on my behalf?"

"...Ambassador? As in..?"

"Oh, i-it's nothing too taxing! Allow me to explain: being an ambassador simply means you would be willing to speak as an individual of your species for MHC conferences. It would really just involve me calling on your opinion and presenting it to the Monster-Human Commission–most of it will just be in writing, no more than a sentence or few."

"You mean 'sentence or two', professor." Nick cuts in, leaning back in his chair like he owns the place. If you weren't mistaken, you could swear there's a glint of something fierce in the harpy's eyes as his gaze flits over to his protégé–but it's there and gone in a moment, and you try not to let the thought linger for fear of how it might make you wonder.

"Goodness! Surpassing your mentor already, eh? Maybe you should be the one teaching commonspeak, Mr. Wolf." He soon returns to the comfort of your gaze on him. "By no means is it a necessity, but it would be of brilliant use to my colleagues in the commission. Take some time to think about it, okay? There's no rush. You can start and stop whenever you please."

"I, uh…yes, thank you, professor. I'll give it some thought." Wellwright nods with a happy grin, and allows you to finish the rest of your tea with a few occasional spurts of scatterbrained conversation peppered in between. He's so courteous and well-spoken, gentle and kind…there's no wonder you've heard giggling from the harpy girls on campus when he's brought up, his dreaminess a total diamond in the rough for any self-respecting monster. An absolute gem. A-

"Hey, professor, I can't quite remember–are we reviewing interbreeding this term?"

As if burning his tongue and bumping his head wasn't enough, Wellwright balks at Nick's unforeseen question and nearly chokes on the dregs of his tea, the liquid splattering his chin with a cough that he's quick to wipe with the back of his hand. If it crossed your mind in time, and if you weren't so tired, you'd have half a mind to give Nick a pinch under the desk for torturing the poor man.

"C-Cross-species mating? Uh, ye…yes, we are.."

"Mmh. Gotcha. We've got a human this year, so maybe we can do our independent study on it? That'd be pretty helpful for your research, huh?"

What hits you right away is that he doesn't say no. Not that it's not his first reaction, but that the word doesn't even cross his lips. The slightest twinge of his brow has the harpy narrowing his eyes at the werewolf, and for a brief spell you think the professor might be humouring the exact same reaction as you were.

"Th-That would depend on the human's decision, Nick–and that is certainly not the full extent of my research, I might add!"

"Y-You, um…you study interbreeding, Dr. Wellwright?"

Your query flits out like the most timid of butterflies, curious and interested in equal measure. It must be so easy for both of them to pick up, but you can't really help it–the idea of such a sweet professor pursuing such a lewd scholarly topic is…fascinating, to say the least.

"He does. In great detail." Nick leans over to whisper into your ear, and the air in the room seems to change as Raven squirms anxiously in his seat.

"I-It's a necessary component of my research…" He mumbles, suddenly unable to meet your eyes as the heat in his face stretches to reach the tips of his pointed ears.

"So necessary." Nick adds with a shit-eating grin.

"Nicholas!” Raven finally huffs, brow furrowed and eyes dimmed of their sparkle. Oh, now he's mad. And yet, with a glance over at your companion, Nick couldn't look more enthused about the prospect. They certainly seem to be on familiar terms with how much teasing your friend knows he can get away with. Ripples start to part Wellwright's feathers like shudders, and almost under his breath, he quietly asks if you would give him a moment with his T.A–and you have never been more quick to oblige, setting down your teacup at an earnest pace before your bag is slung over your shoulder and you're soon closing the office door firmly behind you. The click of the lock echoes in the otherwise empty corridor, and though you'd like to wait for Nick out of courtesy, the hushed whispering that ensues followed by the flap of your professor's wings clues you in that perhaps it would be better to give them some…privacy.

Although, at the very least your phone buzzes before you've even left the wing, a glance down at the messages revealing that Nick's gonna be tied up for awhile, but he's alright. His words echo in your head, “Wellwright's just a big puffball”, and it loosens a pleasant sigh from your throat as you let your shoulders relax. The last thing you want is to get anyone in trouble, which you seem to do quite easily by your very nature of being human.

This class may end up being a different story though, if your professor's…enthusiasm towards the human race is anything to go by.

[4shreya]

Work While You Study: Job Opportunities for International Students in Germany

Introduction

Studying in Germany is a dream for many international students. With its renowned universities, diverse culture, and welcoming environment, Germany offers a fantastic academic experience. But, studying abroad can be expensive. Have you ever wondered how you can balance your studies while earning some extra money? Let's dive into the various job opportunities available for international students in Germany.

Why Work While Studying?

Working while studying is not just about earning extra money. It's about gaining valuable experience, building a professional network, and integrating into the local culture. Whether it's a part-time job, an internship, or freelance work, every opportunity helps you grow personally and professionally.

Understanding Work Regulations

Germany's work regulations for international students are clear but can seem complex at first. As an international student, you are allowed to work 120 full days or 240 half days per year. This rule applies to both on-campus and off-campus jobs. It's crucial to stay within these limits to avoid any legal issues.

Types of Job Opportunities

On-Campus Jobs

Working on-campus is convenient as it saves commuting time and fits easily into your academic schedule. Common on-campus jobs include:

Research Assistants: Helping professors with their research projects.

Library Assistants: Managing books and helping students find resources.

Administrative Jobs: Assisting with office work within the university departments.

Off-Campus Jobs

Off-campus jobs provide a broader range of opportunities but might require more effort in terms of job search and commuting. These include:

Retail and Hospitality: Working in cafes, restaurants, and stores.

Tutoring: Teaching subjects you are proficient in, including English.

Freelance Work: Offering skills like graphic design, writing, or IT support.

Internships

Internships are a fantastic way to gain relevant work experience in your field of study. They not only enhance your resume but also help you apply theoretical knowledge in real-world scenarios. Internships can be either paid or unpaid and sometimes count towards your academic credits.

Language Requirements

While many jobs, especially on-campus and in international companies, require only English, knowing German can significantly expand your job opportunities. Basic German proficiency can help you land jobs in local businesses and interact more effectively with colleagues and customers.

How to Find Jobs

Finding a job in Germany requires a proactive approach. Here are some tips:

University Career Services: Many universities have dedicated career centers to help students find jobs.

Online Job Portals: Websites like Indeed, LinkedIn, and local German sites such as StepStone and Monster.

Networking: Attend university events, join student groups, and connect with professionals on LinkedIn.

Company Websites: Directly apply through company websites where many businesses post job openings.

Balancing Work and Study

Balancing work and study can be challenging but manageable with proper planning. Here are some tips:

Prioritize Tasks: Use planners and apps to manage your time effectively.

Set Realistic Goals: Don’t overcommit. Ensure you have enough time for your studies.

Take Breaks: Regular breaks can help you stay focused and productive.

Benefits of Working While Studying

Working while studying has numerous benefits:

Financial Independence: Helps cover living expenses and reduces financial burden on your family.

Professional Experience: Adds to your resume and gives you a competitive edge.

Cultural Integration: Provides an opportunity to interact with locals and understand German work culture.

Challenges and How to Overcome Them

Working while studying comes with its own set of challenges:

Time Management: Balancing work, study, and personal life can be tough. Use time management tools and prioritize your tasks.

Language Barrier: Learning German can be challenging but essential for many jobs. Enroll in language courses to improve your proficiency.

Workload Stress: Juggling work and study can be stressful. Practice self-care and don’t hesitate to seek support from university counselors.

Tips for Success

To succeed in working while studying:

Stay Organized: Keep track of your work hours and academic deadlines.

Communicate Effectively: Keep your employers informed about your academic commitments.

Seek Help: Don’t hesitate to ask for help from your professors, friends, or university services.

Conclusion

Working while studying in Germany offers immense benefits beyond just financial gains. It equips you with skills, experience, and a deeper understanding of German  culture, making your stay in Germany more enriching and rewarding. By managing your time well and seeking the right opportunities, you can make the most out of your academic and professional journey.

[theghostpinesmusic]

Sabbatical Project Preface Draft (1/4)

So, I know I haven't been posting any trip reports or jam write-ups lately, and while I sincerely doubt the lack of my words is leaving a significant hole in your life, I wanted to explain why and share something slightly different in this post.

Basically, I've switched tacks within the last month from the "reading" phase of my sabbatical project to the "writing" phase, and while taking an hour of my day to write about something fun online after reading dense theory books for 4-6 hours became a welcome diversion over the last few months, taking an hour of my day to write about something fun online after already writing for 4-6 hours that day is...less welcome.

So, while I have lots of thoughts on my recent trips to the Deschutes River canyon and to the snowy rim of the Mountain Lakes caldera, and there are always more Goose jams to write about, all that stuff's been sitting in my Drafts folder for awhile because once I write for work all day I kind of just don't want to look at screens anymore.

That said, I thought it might be fun to share a bit of what I have been writing lately. I don't have a publisher for this project yet (and may never, who knows?) so there's no legal issue with sharing it for free...and it's just a first draft anyway. I have no idea if there will be a finished project (i.e., a full book) or if it will ever be published, but what I proposed for my sabbatical was that I finish a book proposal by the end of the year, and that typically includes an introduction and two example chapters. So I am writing at least that much, and hopefully carrying on beyond that from there.

For now, what I have is a sort of preface, laying out a little about me and where I'm coming from, including a few gestures toward what the book is going to be about. Again, this is a first draft, and it may well be that none of it will end up anywhere. But for now I'm happy with it and have moved on to working on the first chapter, which is about halfway done. I suppose I'll share that too once it's fit to be read.

I'm breaking the preface into four parts here, just in case anyone actually reads it and doesn't necessarily want to have to deal with one monster post containing all the text. So, here's the first part!

As I sit here at my desk, beginning to write the first draft of a preface for this book about summits and circumnavigations, lines and circles, I can’t help but be aware of one particular circle: Earth’s circle around the sun. My home office – a luxury born of necessity, back when COVID-19 shut down campuses but not classes – has one west-facing window, and there is a brief period of time every clear-weather day – longest in summer, nearly non-existent in winter – when the sun lifts itself above the roof of my neighbor’s house and shines through the maze of coleus standing rapt on my side of the window to heat the northwest corner of this room to an almost intolerable temperature. The air temperature on the bottom floor of my house is currently sixty-eight degrees, and the outside temperature is fifty-five. Out of curiosity, I put a small thermometer on the window sill, directly in the sunlight, and the mercury immediately jumps to almost ninety degrees.

Suffice to say that it’s difficult to sit here at four o’clock in the afternoon on a clear April day and not think about the sun. I am that seemingly rare person who would always rather be a little too cold than a little too hot, but I didn’t put my desk in this corner of the room as some idiosyncratic form of self-flagellation. I put it here initially, during COVID-19 lockdown, out of a conscious desire to be able to see the birds as they sang to welcome another spring, unknowingly, blessedly immune. Post-lockdown, I resumed doing most of my work on campus, but on the occasional day that I do work from home, I find that I enjoy having the sun to remind me of the Earth’s rhythms from the other side of the pane of glass that keeps me sealed in this human-made, climate-controlled room – a room that ostensibly exists to distract and protect me from those very same rhythms.

Today, as the sun shines in through the window, it heats up the wet dirt that my recently-watered coleus are growing in, and, briefly – until my nose becomes accustomed to it – the smell of humus fills the room. It’s a smell that has brought me comfort for as long as I can remember, dating back to my early childhood days in Ohio, playing in the backyard after summer rainstorms that you could almost set your watch by. I’d always imagined this to be an idiosyncratic reaction until I read Robin Wall Kimmerer’s beautiful book Braiding Sweetgrass thirty-five years after those first memories of rain and dirt and learned that the smell of humus releases oxytocin, “the same chemical that promotes bonding between mother and child, between lovers” (236). This is one of those wonderful facts that science can “teach” us but is really just reminding us of something we’ve known all along: of course we’re bonded to the Earth as we’re bonded to our mothers, our partners, our children: it’s the dirt that will embrace all of us last, and most finally, after all.

The very word “human” even reflects this truth, as it originates from the Proto-Indo-European root word “*dhghem-,” meaning “earth.” Thus, we literally call ourselves “earthlings,” people “of the earth,” and yet we still so easily forget the truth of something so elemental, so foundational to our existence on this planet as our relationship to dirt. And, as this corner of my office falls back into shade for another day, the Earth spinning me away from the sun, the sun spinning the Earth toward another Oregon spring – circles within circles – I find myself wondering, not for the first time: why?

[mauveastralderith]

the Authority in Campus Urban Legend is quite special <spoiler ahead>

The one in charge of the Authority/System is 0-1, who brings new Rules under their thumb, but the one who Start and set out the Rules is actually 1-3.

Tbh, the existence of the Rules system is mostly to control rouge Monsters and give 0-1 friends/smt to do.

Also, after the introduction of 17-1, I thought that the author will touch upon this aspect more, like maybe have the main couple going around the world taking care of other Rule Monsters since there must be many, many other Evil Ghosts like the ones in their university. There are probably even Rules that are stronger than 1-3. Even just one extra chapter will be nice :(

Or maybe I just want to see how strong 1-3 really is, their power, "seduction"(? I'm not sure what it's call in English) is really interesting, as we've seen them use it unconsciously many times and then deliberately two times when they killed 0-1.

Personally, I do think that the last Instance with 0-1 could be harder, but as Lin Yi said, 0-1 is a child who easily get mad but also can be sooth just as easy. It's clear that the students effort and especially the ML responsibility towards the school and love for Lin Yi make 0-1 heart softened. If not, 0-1 could easily go back on his words and kill everyone, just like with 17-1. Well, in that case then 1-3 will probably use theirs true strength to subdued 0-1, but there will definitely be more causality.

Essential Elements of an Unlimited/Infinite Flow Story

As someone attempting to write my own Unli Flow, I thought I’d take note of the different elements so I can have a guide I can always refer back to.

I’ve explained what Unli Flow means many times before, but in case you missed it: Unlimited/Infinite Flow is a genre in Chinese web novels that feature characters entering multiple “instances” where they have to complete a challenge and/or solve a mystery. Failure in doing so would lead to consequences, most often death.

There’s also this definition by AshuraYami from the NovelUpdates Forum:

Unlimited Flow/Infinite Flow is a genre originating from the CN novel Terror Infinity. The genre mainly revolves on world hopping involving fictional works (anime, comics, movies, games and novels) and/or original worlds created by the author. Infinite Flow, as it’s ‘infinite’ namesake suggests, can accommodate all other genres, be it fantasy, sci-fi, horror, romance, etc. Representative works are Terror Infinity (origin of genre), Reincarnation Paradise (most chapters and word count), The Ultimate Evolution (promoter of data flow, an infinite flow derivative that is more game-like litRPG) and Thriller Paradise (most famous horror infinite flow).

With the definition out of the way, let’s goooo

[This post will also serve as a rec list of sorts, since I’ll be giving examples of each element from different danmei novels.]

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1. The Authority

The entity/system in charge of the Unlimited Flow system as a whole. Most stories just chalk it up to the Unli Flow being some kind of otherworldly being/extremely advanced AI that just likes to mess with people.

Examples of The Authority

(based on what I remember, at least… Also, beware of spoilers)

The Earth is Online: The Universe

Mist: I forgot what it’s called, but that high tech system in charge of all the Time Traveling stuff...

High Energy QR Code: That black and white cube thing

Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show was Actually—?!: … The TV station...

From left to right: Tang Mo from The Earth is Online and Wu Jin and Wei Shi from Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show was Actually—?!

[Spoilers End]

From having read numerous Unli Flow stories, I conclude that crucial to a great, not just good, Unli Flow story is a well-defined Authority. The explanation behind the Authority’s existence and motives is the foundation to the entire story.

You can have a very fancy building (cool instances, well-developed characters, an exciting enemies to lovers couple, etc.), but if the foundation is flimsy, the building’s value would plummet in your eyes. You can still appreciate the building, of course, but you will never be content with it.

Examples of some novels that are good in almost everything else except The Authority (in my opinion): [spoilery]

Supernatural Movie Actor App: It was too profound with not enough groundwork laid for it, resulting in The Authority feeling detached from the main story.

I Upended Yet Another Campus Urban Legend: The Authority was not exactly bad; it was just inadequate. The justification of the Unli Flow existing became unconvincing because of this.

Escape the Infinite Chamber: THE AUTHORITY IS SO FUCKING RIDICULOUS THAT IT’S ABYSMAL. And the entire thing was explained in just one scene and from one extra??? SO MUCH PAIN AND SUFFERING AND THAT’S THE ONLY EXPLANATION WE GET??? HORRENDOUS!

[Spoilers End]

From left to right: Book covers of I Upended Yet Another Campus Urban Legend and Supernatural Movie Actor App

2. Instances

Also known as “copy.” The other world/dimension where players have to face the different challenges.

The Authority may be the foundation, but the Instances are the defining aspect of the Unlimited Flow.

A lot of novels, however, are quite perfunctory when it comes to instances, just using it to further the main couple or as a mere stepping stone to the overarching plot. Or, if they’re not being perfunctory, then the Instances are just plain boring.

The first instance, especially, tend to be the most boring. Authors often use this to dump all the information about how their unli flow works. This usually gets better by the time the 2nd or 3rd instance comes around....

Upon successful completion of an Instance, players will then be rewarded with either points, special abilities, magic items, etc.

Examples of novels with GREAT instances (based on logic, thrill, horror, etc. Again, all in my own opinion):

I Became a God in a Horror Game: The horror is present all throughout. I can still remember the fear I felt while reading about the statues in the first Instance. Each instance/arc also emotionally impacts you, an effect that most Unli Flow writers don’t really aim for or just generally tend to fail at. (This is also my favorite unli flow novel at the moment~)

The Earth is Online: (same author as Fourth Perspective, which I’ve posted a lot about before) What I love about Mo Chen Huan, the author, is how they write intelligent MC’s but without making them seem too OP. And this is because she actually shows us the MC’s thought process, inviting us to think along with them and figure out how to solve the challenge, and not just make her characters say “aha!” This is what makes the Instances in TEIO great and memorable.

High Energy QR Code: The story could make use of more showing than telling, but I actually love the Instances in this novel. You know how good stories are often described as a well-made tapestry in that every little thread contributes to the big beautiful picture? That’s how each Instance reads in this novel. (Absolutely love the Instance about the town where everybody lies.)

Fu Wendou, the male lead of The Earth is Online

3. NPCs

A gaming term which stands for “Non-Player Character.” Refers to characters who live within Instances and act in such ways that further the plot or challenge presented by the Instance. They may go against players or assist them. May or may not have a will of their own.

Examples of NPCs:

Xu Beijin, the protagonist of Being an Extra Actor in an Escape Game

Lu Chu, the protagonist of Insider.

The iconic Mosaic from The Earth is Online

The male leads from Escape the Infinite Chamber, I Became a God in a Horror Game, Killing God with Junk Cards, etc. (Most danmei ML are special!NPCs 😩)

From left to right: Book covers of Being an Extra Actor in an Escape Game and Killing God with Junk Cards

4. Player Hall

A space outside of instances where different players can gather and exchange information. Most of the time, this is in a space still separate from the real world. Players are often prohibited from using their powers in this space.

In some novels, Players have no choice but to live here, completely cutting them off from the real world. In this case, accommodation quality will depend on the Player’s level or points.

5. Personal System

The Personal System issues challenges to the player and keeps track of their current attributes, physical and mental states, etc.. It also calculates rewards and punishments for the player. First and foremost in service to The Authority. (If they aren’t, then they’re most likely the Love Interest in disguise. If not, the Player had somehow swayed it to their side).

6. System Store

The points earned from the different Instances serve as the Players’ currency, and they can use it to buy things from the System Store. The Store may sell weapons, medicine, magical items, or even special abilities. Basically, any item that can help the Player during Instances. Of course, it may also sell non-magical items, like food and everyday items, at a much lower price than special items.

7. Player’s Goal/Wish

In some novels, the Goal is simply to clear all the Instances and leave the Unli Flow for good. But in others, the Unli Flow allows Players to exchange their points for a Wish. The more difficult the Wish, the more points are needed, and the more Instances are needed to be cleared.

Examples of a Goal/Wish:

Supernatural Movie Actor App: Xie Chi wants to give his second personality a body of his own.

I Became a God in a Horror Game: If I’m remembering it correctly… Bai Liu just wants to have lots of money.

I Upended Yet Another Campus Urban Legend: Lin Yi wants to learn the truth about his parents.

Thriller Tour Group: Wei Xun wants to find the truth about his family’s disappearance… and his Wish is to uhh… feel pain?

After the Little Crybaby Enters the Nightmare Cycle: Chi Nan’s Wish is to regain his vision, stop crying and get his memories back.

Death Spiral: To uhh… figure out what the voice in the Elevator is trying to tell them? To regain their memories? [The actual Wish is a big spoiler, so I won’t mention it here.]

From left to right: Book covers of After the Little Crybaby Enters the Nightmare Cycle, Thriller Tour Group, and Death Spiral

Aaaand there you have it! I was hoping to list 10 elements, but I can only think up to 7 😔

Although I said this post is a rec list of sorts, the quality of the novels I mentioned actually varies. I’m just listing whatever novel would be good as an example (and also what I can remember and have more or less completed, since many of the Unli Flow novels I’m reading are currently on-hold).

[yanderecrazysie]

Attention (Yandere Tendou)

I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING AGHHH!!! I feel like it's no good but oof-

I decided to combine both requests into one, I hope that is okay! And the reader just has a big crush on Tendou since I don’t do yandere readers.

Title: Attention

Pairings: Tendou x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, Tendou you little-

Summary: It’s only fair that you want Tendou’s attention as much as he’s wanted yours.

attention

/noun/

notice taken of someone or something; the regarding of someone or something as interesting or important.

When Tendou had first heard of a third-year student transferring to Shiratorizawa, he thought very little about it. Although he had gossiped plenty with the other third years in the volleyball club about if the student would be a pretty girl or not and whose class they would end up in, he didn’t care much about the outcome.

Every student at Shiratorizawa ended up the same. Tendou’s teammates would treat him fine but remain wary. Everyone else would avoid him like he had the plague. He was sure the transfer student would be no different.

When the transfer student- you- had finally arrived at the school, the students were abuzz with excitement. As many had hoped, you were, in fact, a pretty girl and, if a jealous Semi was telling the truth, you were in Class 2. Same as Tendou.

You were easy to pick out in the crowd when you walked by with a group of students eager to escort you. Your eyes roamed either side of the hallway, seemingly eager to take in Shiratorizawa’s impressive campus.

Inevitably, your eyes fell on Tendou. Surprisingly, your gaze slid right off of his and onto the next person.

He waited for the double-take everyone did. That glance to his wildly-styled fire-engine-red hair. That uncomfortable avoidance of his intense eyes. That judgmental stare that studied his face- the one everyone thought was “creepy” or “weird”.

That second glance never came.

You simply walked past and continued your early morning tour through the school, unaware of how much such a simple action meant to one student.

You weren’t purposefully ignoring him- you’d simply looked at him and moved on, same as any other student you’d passed so far. You looked at him and saw nothing more than a normal, human person. Not a monster to ogle at or be afraid of.

Most people would’ve thought nothing of such an insignificant occurrence, but to someone who struggled since early childhood to find the few people out there who didn’t dislike him at first sight, this was monumental.

Semi had told the truth, it seemed, because you were walking into Classroom 2 not long before the bell. The teacher had you wait awkwardly in the front of the class as the other students trickled in. Your eyes idly scanned the seated third years and Tendou found himself sitting up a little straighter when your gaze fell on him for the second time that morning.

And, yet, your eyes didn’t linger this time either.

After the bell signaled the start of class, the teacher prompted you to introduce yourself to the class. You took a deep breath and did just that, Tendou marveling at the way you managed to sound so confident but tremble in nervousness at the same time. When he learned your name, he fought back the urge to try out saying it out loud.

(L/n) (Y/n). A name nearly as pretty as you were.

Your gaze remained fixed on the back wall throughout your introduction and, although Tendou didn’t blame you for avoiding the crowd’s curious staring, he couldn’t help but wish your eyes fell on him once more. Even if it were just for another second.

The teacher told you to take an empty seat and Tendou perked up. Unsurprisingly, the empty seats in the class were on either side of him. For once, he was slightly thankful for his alienation from the rest of the school.

You spared him a glance as you sat down beside him, but it didn’t last long as you casually looked to your other side to study your other seatmate equally. For some reason, that bothered Tendou.

You were treating him normally- like he was just another average stranger in your new school. That should have made him happy or, maybe, not affected him at all. So why did it personally annoy him so much?

He dismissed the frustration and channeled his focus into his classwork. Still, a nagging, unexplainable desperation swirled in the corner of his mind throughout the rest of the day.

Even volleyball practice and sleep couldn’t clear his thoughts.

A full month had passed since you became a Shiratorizawa student and Tendou’s slight frustration had slowly morphed into a darker, more dangerous feeling that took over his thoughts whenever you came into sight and lasted for hours after.

You treated him normally. And if you were anyone else, that would have been enough.

But it wasn’t.

Tendou craved more.

It was clear that something had to change. However, Tendou had no intention of pretending to be something he was not. And, with plenty of research online, he had concluded that you were the one that needed to change.

You would notice him. He’d make sure of that, even if the methods he had to turn to were manipulative at best.

More than anything, Tendou wanted you to come crawling to him. He wanted you to beg for his attention and love. Maybe it was wrong for him to have such a dark desire for someone who had done nothing wrong, but he was never one to ignore his instincts.

Studies show that wearing the color red can make others seem more attractive.

When not wearing his uniform, Tendou made sure to wear red. He changed his backpack and most of his accessories to red. Even if science failed him, the color at least matched his hair, which seemed to catch attention on its own.

But this wouldn’t change anything on its own, especially considering most of the time you’d see him he’d be wearing white and purple. The more you saw him in general, the better.

It was probably immoral to follow you around after your club concluded for the day, but Tendou needed to know where you spent your free time. Cafes and restaurants you frequented, the library, your neighborhood…

Suddenly, Tendou was everywhere at once, but just enough in the background that you barely noticed. Sometimes he was already sitting in a café’s booth with several other volleyball club members before you arrived, and other times he wandered into the library after you’d been there studying for hours.

Tendou was careful to gauge your reactions, making sure to make himself scarce when he detected suspicion in your gaze. It wasn’t a huge town that you lived in, so it wasn’t surprising that you’d run into him, right? Especially if you happened to live in the same neighborhood, right?

Familiarity can make one lower their guard. Recognizing someone makes one feel more at ease.

You began to relax around Tendou, at both school and outside of it. This allowed him to strike up natural conversations with you, although he tried his best to keep it brief. Patience was key and he couldn’t risk scaring you away.

He had changed his cologne to a scent he’d discovered that you liked. It seemed to be effective since you often leaned closer to him when he talked with you.

Isolation was even more effective. Tendou made it clear to all of your potential friends that he could be the monster they all thought he was if it was necessary. With most people, all it took was a few threatening looks to make you think that you just weren’t fitting in at your new school.

Of course, you eagerly turned to the one person who showered you with all the attention you needed.

Tendou.

He wasn’t sure how much of the advice he’d gotten online had helped, if any of it was to thank at all. But it didn’t matter because, in the end, Tendou got exactly what he wanted.

You had a glaringly obvious crush on him. Vying for his attention whenever he feigned that he was losing interest in you and taking every chance to spend more time with him.

He had you wrapped around his finger, and it brought him more joy than anything else ever had. Maybe it was cruel, but he was most happy when you became desperate for his validation.

It was about time you learned the pain of being ignored by the person you love.

You’re just lucky that Tendou’s more than willing to give you all the attention you want and more.

[drurrito]

Hope

a/n: just felt like writing for Juliette again.

warnings: blood, injuries, cursing, force feeding (technically)?

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It’s been a long night.

Juliette is growing heavy in your arms. Her blood is warm on your skin. She’s not healing as fast as she should be.

You stop in front of the house, Oliver opens the door before you can knock.

“Y/n, it’s past your bedtime,” he jokes, the smile fades quickly when he sees his sister limp in your arms.

“Shit, get in here,” he turns on his heel and you follow without question.

“Carmen!” Oliver calls for his girlfriend while motioning for you to place Juliette on the floor. You run off to grab a pillow for her head. Carmen sweeps into the room and is by Juliette’s side in a blink.

“What happened?”

“Ambush,” you answered, “too many of them for just two of us, she’s healing slowly,” your voice shakes.

Oliver looks over his sister’s form with furrowed brows. The wound in her abdomen is pulsing, cuts and bruises paint the rest of her body. Oliver squints at a puncture wound in her shoulder. He leans down, swiping his finger at it.

“They must have stuck her with something to make her weak, dampen her abilities,” he mutters. Carmen goes to work on dressing the wounds while you just watch. It happened too fast, you were just walking from a party off campus back to your apartment when two SUVs full of hunters swarmed you both. Juliette tried to look for a way out while you stood your ground to fight.

You couldn’t contain the chaos, you couldn’t protect her.

“I have something to help expedite the healing process, but I need your help, y/n,” you nod and Carmen is gone and back within a few seconds, with a beer bong in one hand and a jug full of what looks like sewer water in the other.

“This will help, I just need you to hold her down, it doesn’t go down easy. She’ll probably wake up and try to fight it.”

You swallow down the lump in your throat and try to situate yourself on top of Juliette. You lock your legs around her hips and gently press your hands into her biceps. Carmen waits until your eyes meet hers before opening Juliette’s mouth and shoving the tube down her throat.

“Ready?” She asks and you have to steel yourself before nodding. Oliver watches over Carmen’s shoulder, studying you. Juliette hasn’t brought you around much, but he knows you’re a friend.

Savannah is home to a plethora of monsters. The network of vampires here is the size of a small town. You came around just a few years ago, starting at the University the same time Juliette did. Your parents were well aware of the Fairmont’s reputation and were quick to make introductions. It wasn’t long before you and Juliette became joined at the hip. It made Oliver happy to see his sister grow into herself more.

You make her happy, that much he knows.

Juliette’s eyes shoot open just seconds after Carmen starts pouring the mix down her throat. Juliette starts to thrash around but you’re much stronger than her.

“Jules, Jules!” You desperately call to her until her eyes meet yours, they’re wide with fear, “you’re okay, you’re safe. Just stay still for me, okay?”

She just blinks underneath you for a few beats before slowly nodding. Tears streak down her face, your chest throbs. Oliver watches you tuck a strand of hair behind Juliette’s ear and it all clicks, he doesn’t try to hide the grin on his face.

It only takes a few minutes to empty the jug. You help Juliette up, taking her in your arms again when she almost crumples in a heap under her own weight. Oliver has you set her down on the couch so Carmen can keep an eye on her, but you insist on staying close by too. Oliver taps you on the shoulder and nods towards the back patio, you follow him.

“So, you’re in love with my baby sister, how cute,” Oliver teases and you furiously blush.

“We’re just friends.”

“You’re right, very good friends at that,” he swirls around the drink in his hand, “but the way you look at Jules, that’s something else.”

You don’t respond, drumming your fingers on the patio chair and sinking into it more.

“She feels the same way, you know. It makes a lot of sense now why you two click so much and why I don’t see her so often now, why she hasn’t seen our parents in a while.”

Your jaw clenches, Juliette’s parents are cordial, polite, old school. Juliette was quick to tell you that she’s not like her parents and siblings. She held out as long as she could without feeding on humans. You’ve been understanding and respectful of her path since day one.

Margot always had to bring it up at dinners. Elinor would instigate and they’d both pull you aside and get you to pledge that you would get Juliette to finally accept this part of her. Juliette stopped showing up at her parent’s after the third time this happened.

Oliver was slightly better, but still tried to push Juliette to be just like him, like her family. She doesn’t see him as much as she used to, but you knew he was your best option when everything went to shit tonight.

“I can’t do that to her,” you turn away, “I’ve been her safe place to land and I can’t ruin that with my own feelings and wants.”

“Oh good, you’re both hopeless romantics and idiots,” he sips from his glass.

“I don’t want to hurt her.”

“You think you’re doing a whole lot of good when you look at her with those dumb puppy dog eyes while keeping her at arm’s length?”

Your eyes snap to his, you don’t miss the smug look on his face.

“My sister is smart, really smart--amazing too, the best of us.” you nod, trying to keep the smirk on your face from spreading into a smile.

“She knows what she wants. If she wants you and you want her, don’t fight that.”

“You sound like a hopeless romantic too, you know that right?”

“It runs in the family,” he crosses his arms, “skipped Elinor, though.”

You both laugh. The door opens and Carmen pops her head out to tell you that Juliette is okay, just tired.

“Do you mind taking her to bed? I have to walk my pet turtle,” Oliver is waving you off as he walks into the house with Carmen. They slip up the stairs before you can protest.

Juliette is propped up with a few pillows, she looks beyond exhausted.

“Hey,” you lean down to give her the softest hug, holding back the worry that wracked your body for the past hour.

“Hey,” she gives your shoulder a squeeze, “was Oliver playing nice?”

“He always does.”

That earns you a look, you can’t help but grin at her.

“Had me scared for a minute back there,” you say softly. Juliette doesn’t look away from you when she reaches for your hand to give it a squeeze.

“You never get scared.”

“I know but-” you chew on your tongue for a beat and Juliette just watches you try to gather yourself, “When you weren’t healing, I thought...I just thought you were-”

“Hey, it's okay,” her hand trails up your arm, you let out a shaky breath, “I’m okay, I’m still here.”

“Right,” you fervently nod and look away to wipe at your face, “don’t ever do that again.”

“I’ll try not to,” Juliette playfully rolls her eyes, holding up her hands in surrender.

“Glad we’re on the same page,” you smile, “come on, let’s get you to bed. Can you stand?”

Juliette sits upright, she throws her legs over the couch but stumbles before she’s completely on her feet. You’re quick to catch her, missing the way her cheeks turn a brilliant shade of pink when she realizes how close she is to you.

“Guess I’m still healing,” she mumbles against your shirt.

“I’ve got you, no worries,” you carefully lift her off the ground and carry her up the stairs, ignoring the way her arms around your neck prick at your skin with an intense heat.

You reach the bed and set her down, helping her get under the covers. You lean against the wall and take a full breath for the first time tonight. Juliette’s gaze feels heavy with concern, she’s never seen you like this, ever. She couldn’t help but feel guilty, like she put you through this on purpose.

“Comfy?” you pulled her from her thoughts.

“Very,” a small smile on her lips. You flash your own smile and rub your hands along your legs in silence for a few seconds, “well, goodnight, I’ll be downstairs if you need anything.”

You move to leave when you feel her grip your arm, “stay, please?”

The fluttering in your chest is all too familiar, the lump in your throat feels different though. The way Juliette’s thumb draws circles on your skin tells you there’s something more behind those words.

You don’t push down your hope this time, you let it drown you.

“Are you sure?” You ask quietly.

“Absolutely,” she says with such certainty you don’t waste another second. You climb into the bed and lay on your back with a sigh.

You feel the bed shift and a weight on your chest and suddenly your muscles are more tense now than they were just a few hours ago.

Your arm feels rotten and rusted as it cranes around her shoulders, she scoots in closer, you swallow hard, you need to calm down but your heart is thudding against your ribcage which means she can definitely hear-

“You okay? Your heart is racing,” Juliette cups your face to turn your head towards her.

“Yeah, yeah,” you brush off her concern, “today was just, intense.”

“Really intense,” Juliette agrees. Her fingers reach up and tangle in the hairs on the nape of your neck. You shiver.

“But we’re here, we’re okay,” she whispers.

“We’re okay,” you squeeze her arm and give a small smile before leaning a few inches forward to kiss her forehead.

Her hand tips your head down until your forehead rests on hers. You’re not going to fight hope, not anymore.