#okay. otome time. goodbye

[missbunnybunny]

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I got this idea. Here me out, it ya think this idea is good enough to become a story lmk.

Isekai!reader - how finds herself in an otome game. One she played so long ago that the memory is distant.

She woke up as the oldest daughter of the Duke that was not needed in the story but also not forgotten.

Reader is confused on how to return to her world. And the Duke is of no help.

From what she can see, he is a loving father and husband, but he works so much that he neglects his loved ones.

Yandere!prince that sees reader eating outside a restaurant with her maid and knight. His wearing a hood to hide his aperance.

He eyes remain on your figure, frozen as he sees you eat a piece of cake.

Wonders why you entrance him so much. But he has some important business to take care of. So he takes his leave.

Yandere!Knight that spotted you walking around the capital while he was on patrol.

He thinks that the dress you're wearing suits you.

Can't stop looking or thinking about the way you smile as your maid excitedly points you towards a food stall.

Wonders from what family your from.

Yandere! Sorcerer that unexpectedly gets helped when reader gives him an item he dropped.

He has not seen you around, but he thanks you for your kindness.

He asked for your name, but before you can tell him, your maid tells you that it was time to go home.

You apologize and leave.

Yandere!second prince who helps you as you're about to fall.

He asks if you're okay. Before he noticed that your heel had broken.

He tells you to wait as he runs into a store and buys you a new pair of shoes.

Reader bushes as he kneels and helps her put her shoe back on. She can't help feeling like a princess.

Yandere! Duke, who meets you when you enter your estate. Your father is seeing him off, as your carge arrived.

Your father greets you with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Yandere!Duke looks at you.

Your father introduced you to the Duke. Yandere!Duke that smiles at you, takes your hand in his and kisses the back of it.

Yandere!Duke smiles when he sees you blush and look around at anything but him.

Yandere!Duke waves goodbye as he leaves your state.

In a party that your father held, you meet the female lead. You didn't realize that meeting her unknowingly changed the course of the kingdom.

Will you survive?

[smolwritingchick]

Hi! How’s your week going? I hope you’re doing okay. I was wondering, hypothetically, if Jennie had been diagnosed with a terminal illness, like cancer, how would the BTS members and her idol friends support her? I hope my question did not make you feel uncomfortable. If it did, I’m so sorry. That was not my intention at all. You don’t have to answer my question if you don’t want to.

Hey!! Busy week so far but getting by!! 😁❤️ also fangirling over this otome game like usual. Hoping to write more today as well! And gotta answer the rest of these asks!

No need to apologize! I like questions like this! You didn’t make me feel uncomfortable at all! So far everything I’ve been asked hasn’t made me feel creeped out or uncomfortable. You are totally fine!! I like this question so thank you for bringing this up to me, Anon 💜💜💜

I think it’s cool people are curious about what if my characters were in certain situations. It makes the characters more real tbh. And it makes me happy because I’m like wow I made a likable character, this makes me feel pretty good.

And it’s a very real thing too cause a lot of our favs are probably dealing with something especially in private. This actually reminds me of one of my favorite wrestlers who is wrestling with leukemia. It’s amazing how he’s still going strong while dealing with that.

Ok Angst for this answer so warning now 💔

Yeah so let’s say she’s dealing with cancer. Scary af for sure. She will keep silent about the illness besides of course telling Big Hit. She’d have a silent battle with it for a bit before the members and especially Jungkook start to notice her in pain and she’d finally admit it after having a sit down with the boys. I see the group spending the whole time crying. And Jen having one final wish to just continue like normal for her sanity.

I see it hitting Jungkook the hardest since he planned to spend the rest of his life with her and have kids and now this illness is taking over. Him and her will have a long conversation about everything and she’ll tell him that after she’s gone, to please love again after he takes time to heal. And that she will always be there with him

Definitely see the members taking turns attending the doctor appointments with her for support as well. And her friends too while doing things for comfort her like smarties and gift baskets. Her friends and family would go through old memories with her to boost her mood and reminisce on the good times too

Fans will notice a shift in Bangtan and how Jen’s body began to look different. Like her losing weight and looking smaller than usual as the illness slowly took over. I don’t want Jen to reveal the illness to fans. She’d want to do everything she can to remain happy and make fans happy on stage and behind the scenes. But she will leave a final letter to her friends, family and fans respectfully as a final goodbye when she is on her deathbed. Perhaps a final song too.

Jen will not want everyone to worry or look at her sadly or with pity. She’d be frustrated with whatever illness she has but would want to try to stay positive. Angry and frustrated at first, she will slowly begin accepting that she’s not going to have much time left and make a bucket list of things she always wanted to do. And best believe her loved ones will make it happen. And honestly, she’d want to avoid the topic of her being sick and want to just act normal, like business as usual. Although it’ll be hard with her family, the members and friends.

She’d spend her final moments with her friends and family in the hospital. And at one point when it’s just her and Jungkook, she’d pass peacefully with her holding his hand.

Smol brainstorm but hope this answers your curiosity for now!

[hearts4hansol]

Okay update I can now name over 200 pjsk songs!!! Every niigo song + every wxs commission

NeedLe, Stella, awaiting clear skies, meteor pulse/pulse of the meteor, peaky peaky, teratera, suresure, stage of sekai, flyway, hurray, regulus, connecting the stars, aioi, from Tokyo, 1, roki, teo, hello world, hello worker, hide and seek, lost and found, were still underground, dramaturgy, tale of the deep sea lily, don't go, lost ones weeping, from y to y, glow, attract light, hibana reloaded, ghost rule, six trillion years and an overnight story, time machine, night sky patrol of tomorrow

Newly edgy idols, ai no material, color of drops, icedrop, angels clover, more jump more, hug, jumpin over, dream place, if, parasol cider, float planner, motto, momoiro key, worldwide wander, metamo re:born, teammate, happy synthesizer, nostalogic, patchwork staccato, love trial, shoujo rei, deep sea girl, flos, kiss the villain, Romeo and cinderella, booo, happy Halloween, near

Ready steady, forward, rad dogs, cinema, beat eater, Mirai, moonlight, realize, crazy, beyond the way, blender, rekka, hollow, one sheep/the sheep, machi, overthrow, kashika, awake now, bring it on, children record, traffic jam, alter ego, devil's manner, egoist, aun no beats, fragile, airhead, doctor=funk beat, just be friends, ifuudoudou, Shanti, unaware drunkard, uninterrupted indigo, ghost city tokyo, rain and petra

The world hasn't even started yet, becoming potatoes, nijiiro stories, once upon a dream, tondemo wonders, showtime ruler, niccori^^ survey team theme, 88, what kind of ending do you want, the miniature gardens coral, glory steady go, Mr showtime, kirapipi kirapika, cyberpunk dead boy, filament fever, the tetrad that illuminates the world, starry sky melody, starry sky orchestra (think that's all of them! Sorry if I missed one I usually do this on a quiz instead of off the top of my head), buriki no dance, sweet magic, as you like it, fixer, king, positive dance time, remote controller, childish war, your adventure log has vanished, ah it's a wonderful cats life, selfish princess, all I need are things I like, living millennium, goodbye deceleration, telecaster b boy, alien alien, solar system disco, dance robot dance, dance orchestra

Identity, composing the future, cellphone Love story, jackpot sad girl, infinitely grey, IDSmile, melody-lit sky, saisei, lower, tricologe, nomad, give me your night, I nandesu, engeki, Twilight Light, passion at 25:00 watashi wa ame, bug, kitty, samsa, charles, hello/how are you, self-inflicted achromatic, solitary envy, otome dissection,, hated by life itself, hurting for a very hurtful pain, bocca della verita, cutlery, villain, venom, dokuzu, bad apple, godish, slow downer, it's just life, even if it's your happiness, Phony, irony, blooming into the mud, lagtrain, non-breath oblige, bitter choco decoration, envy baby (that's all I could get off the top of my head,,, djfgdjfb. There's actually around 53 I think (54 if I count a leak I saw for a cover) but as I said before I'm more used to having it in quiz format)

Magic number, machine gun poem doll, waltz of the deceased amarå, I'll Miku miku you (for reals), Miku, alive, blessing, hibikase, hello planet, meteor, relayouter, on the rocks, Leia - remind, snowman, judas, thousand year solo, I cant win against dense guys, piano x forte x scandal, bad end night, my love is hellfire, servant of evil, daughter of evil, dune, luka luka night fever, butterfly on your right shoulder, hatsune creation myth, sick of house, the intense voice of Hatsune Miku, the disappearance of Hatsune Miku, rin-chan now, hopes and tears at the end mark, don't fight the music, the emperror

Cosmospice, blue paint, salamander

Im so normal !!!!/sillie

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holy...

[krypteretnetwork]

Camp NanoWrimo April 2021: Day 19

Word count: 1023 (19064 total)

    “...How about Denmark, then? I mean, if I’m close to the both of you, then I’d have to be pretty relaxed, right?” Denmark was supposed to be coming over later that day. As Alleos began putting in her piercings and applying her makeup, she couldn’t help but want Norway there so she could ask questions.

    “Dane…” he visibly shuddered a bit. While the two were indeed best friends, Denmark was still quite the character. Naturally, Alleos was aware of this, of course, but he couldn’t contain his feelings entirely.

    Turning to look at him just slightly, Alleos raised an eyebrow. “Do I act any similar to the way you do around him? I take it the two of you are rather close… and I know for a fact there’s a lot of bullying and playful jabs on both ends.”

    “Pffft…” to this, Norway actually let out the slightest hint of a laugh. “Well, of course you bully and jab at him. All of us do, you know… but yes, you do let your guard down around him. Somewhat. How do I put this…” he looked up thoughtfully, prompting Alleos to go back to getting her look set up as she waited for an answer. “Well, you tend to be quite the party animal.” Evidently, this surprised Alleos. While she could be chaotic back as an Icelandic micronation, and was still fun loving as a Finnish micronation, to be a party animal like Norway was saying was something she never saw for herself. “I will iterate that you do this to spite Sweden. He doesn’t approve of you hanging around us as often as you do… typical overprotective father. And also, the whole… benefits we discussed, but you’ve been vocal whenever you’re not down. I presume it’ll be… odd considering your circumstances now. Just know that he won’t pressure you, and that there is a genuine friendship beneath all of it.”

    As Alleos focused on her makeup again, she made and maintained mental notes of everything in her head. “Well… I guess that makes sense.” Her brows furrowed, indicating that she had another question. However, she chose to refrain from asking anything, and when asked by Norway if there was anything else she wanted to say she denied.

    Resting his hands in his lap, Norway looked up to her. “Well, then… do you feel ready to meet him?”

    This almost frustrated Alleos, and she gave him a look. “Are you implying I would have gotten ready for nothing?”

    Her tone of voice and choice of words made him smile. “That’s more of the type of attitude we’re looking for. Keep working on that, it’ll come in handy later.”

~~~

    “Alleos!” shouted an all too familiar voice. Then came an all too familiar bear hug, the Dane pretty much squeezing her. “How’ve ya been?! How’s the infection? You down to get crazy again?!”

    Admittedly Alleos was stunned from the sudden hug. Though she had been expecting it, the energy radiating from the Dane was that much more apparent now- it was quite exaggerated from what she’d recalled from the other worlds. Not to mention, the fact that she could feel the sexual energy, threw her off a bit.

    Noticing her surprise, Norway frowned and pried Denmark off of her. “Give her room to breathe, stupid,” he huffed, bonking him on the head. “She’s only just gotten the bandages off.”

    “Is that so…?” he asked, finally looking her in the eye. Then he blushed sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. “Yeah, now that I’m actually lookin’ at ‘er, it’s real noticeable… sorry ‘bout that!” he flashed her a thumbs up, his eyes squeezed shut in embarrassment.

    “Uhh, like… it’s fine? I would appreciate some fucking warning in the future,” said the micronation. “You got what’s good, though? I really don’t feel like drinking tonight. More of a chill high kinda night, ya know?” secretly, Alleos was actually looking forward to doing some sort of drugs; something to take off the edge she’d been on ever since that one… well, death.

    “Well… only green and shrooms- the usual, y’know?” Truthfully he wasn’t the most fond of some of the harder stuff that he was aware Alleos did.

    “Uuugh, fine! Guess I’ll have to delve into my stash… again,” said Alleos, clearly exaggerating her disappointment a bit. While she wouldn’t complain about free green and shrooms, she was also a fan of her happy pills- or at least, that’s what she’d gathered from sorting through her stuff in this world.

    Raising a brow, Denmark let out a little laugh. “Jeez, uh… alright!” he knew something was off, though he couldn’t quite tell what. “I mean, happy pills are good an’ all, but we could always make brownies or somethin’... ya also said ya wanted more of a chill high, right? In that case, don’t ya think somethin’... well, more chill would be appropriate?”

    Normally, Alleos would have laughed and brushed him off, and opted to take something that wasn’t so relaxed. However, considering that she was new to this world in a sense, and aware that their relations were… a new concept to her, she actually chose to listen to his concern.

    “I mean, I guess that works for me. Also wouldn’t mind smoking a bit for a more enhanced experience…”

    Then Norway chimed in with his own idea: “Why not make some tea with some of the mushrooms, then? Just enough to make things a little more interesting…” Yes, even Norway would be in on it. Or rather, as in on it as Alleos would even be comfortable with him being.

    Judging by the brief look that flashed in her eyes, he could only guess what she was going to say next. “Uhh, maybe another time? We’re looking for something more chill tonight…” She, to, noticed the change in Norway’s demeanor now that Denmark was around. Yeah, she was a whole different character around these two, and in the name of spite for Sweden…

    Looking away almost sheepishly, Norway just nodded. “Yes, I understand. Well, how about we get to baking? Baking and getting baked, that is.”

[magicjesuscup]

Phee Headcanons

Okay, so I know exactly nobody asked for headcanons about Lynt’s familiar, but these ideas wouldn’t leave me alone... >_> It’s under the cut because I’ve had an unhealthy amount of thoughts about this squirrel. Send help.

MC says Phee is really cute. That makes me think she’s got to be a Japanese dwarf flying squirrel. Look at how cute they are!

Phee became Lynt's familiar a few days after his grandfather died. Lynt was in the garden crying and Phee heard him from the tree she was in. She played/snuggled with Lynt all afternoon to make him feel better. Lynt didn't want to say goodbye at the end of the day, so he made her his familiar. Lynt lowkey thinks Phee was either sent by his grandfather to keep him company or is his grandfather possessing a squirrel. Because if there was ever a person to give the Akedian equivalent of a stiff middle finger to death and find a way to keep watch over his family, it was Van Akedia.

She loves mostly everybody (more on that later), human or otherwise, but can't be left alone. Squirrels are social animals. When she's alone, she gets anxious. Phee will scratch the furniture/walls gliding around the room looking for someone to keep her company. There's also the anxiety poops... How does Lynt know this? Because when he first took Phee in as his familiar, he read every book about flying squirrels he could find. He's always loved animals and wanted to be the best squirrel dad he could be.

Phee's nocturnal, so Lynt stays awake at night to play with her. That's why he's so tired during the day.

Lynt also doesn't like going to class because most of his professors won't let him bring Phee with him; they say she'd be a distraction. (Not Hawke; he has no fucks to give) He can leave her with Tino, but Lynt would miss her and end up not being able to pay attention anyway.

When Lynt leaves Phee with Tino, she always wants to help with whatever he’s doing. Most of the time he convinces her to supervise him, but he involves her when he can. He’s folding laundry? She can fold the handkerchiefs! He’s making bread? She can turn on the oven and hand him small things like measuring cups!

She is the official mascot of the Nap Guard (Lynt's fan club).

Liam was so happy Lynt found a friend in Phee, he made flying squirrels Akedia's national animal. He also made it illegal to kill/hunt flying squirrels. It was a bit of a weird law since nobody was doing that anyway. Nobody minded. The people were more than happy to protect the animal that their prince loved.

Lynt taught Phee how to write. She helps him grade papers and tests.

Phee likes to hide nuts on people she trusts. Often when Lynt stands up, empty nut shells fall out of his cloak. She also has the habit of putting nuts in people's back pants pockets in the hopes them sitting will break the shell open for her. She scared Knight pretty badly when she tried to hide some nuts in his back pocket once.

Phee has a green cloak that looks just like Lynt's so if she's with someone other than Lynt or Tino she's easily recognizable as Lynt's familiar. The cloaks has cuffs her wrists and ankles can slip in and out of. Lynt wanted her to have something so they'd match, but he didn't want it to clip around her neck the way his cloak did; he worried if it got caught on something it would choke her. The last thing he wanted was for her to be strangled by a gift he gave her.

She has no idea how small she really is. She wants Lynt to enter her in all of the contests for the familiar royal, fortitude included. Lynt refuses every year and she thinks he keeps her out of so many categories (1) so other familiars have a chance to win something and (2) to protect the other familiars from her because she 100% believes she could wreck a dragon. (She's also 100% wrong.)

Phee's Favorite People (in this order):

Lynt - For obvious reasons

MC - Because you can't have an otome game where the love interest's pet hates you.

Tino, Liam, Norah, and Styn - These are people Lynt had regular contact with before leaving for Colde. Lynt cares about them, so she does too. (She was never close to Hanneh as Lynt seemed indifferent towards her.)

People/animals (normally at the academy) that Phee doesn't like (in no particular order):

Roy - Most of time when someone drags Lynt off to class (and away from her), it's Roy.

Linos - A snake ate a litter of her kits. (She was devastated when it happened, and that was the reason Lynt's sadness resonated with her when they met.) It wasn't Linos, but she hasn't trusted a snake since.

Dia/Jay - She also doesn't trust humans that trust snakes.

[jimlingss]

It's B from @bang-tan-bitches and I would like to request a yandere fic. It can be BTS OT7 x reader or BTS member of your choice x reader. Similar to your amazing isekai story i would like something similar(a long one shot or a multi-chapter, your choice). Whether YN transmigrates to a game or a novel (not as a villain but maybe as a cannon fodder side character that has little importance to the story and just wants to lay low) but YN captures the attention of the love interest(s) and shit starts getting weird, intense, uncomfortable. Maybe it causes the supposed female lead to turn into the villain, maybe it causes the love interest(s) to turn into the villain(s). Maybe YN realizes that something is wrong with the story/game but can't figure it out. Idk. Time period doesn't matter. Modern. Ancient. Fairytale. Fantasy. Whatever.

If you can do this great! If you can't or don't want to, that's okay too. You're an amazing writer with so much talent and I'm really appreciative of all your work. Thank you for taking requests from your fans, I'm sure you've received a lot.

Take care! 😘💜💜💜

at the start of the pandemic, I was getting back into manga and manhwa and then after a few months, I dawdled off but recently, I’ve been getting back into it again haha so this request came at a pretty good time. Hopefully you won’t mind that I’ve taken some creative liberties with this request lol I think it’s more fun if I keep readers on their toes, including the requester.

On another note, I really shouldn’t be writing all my isekai’s with Taehyung as the main lead but he’s just so fitting asdfghjkl

↳ The Fox Bride

2.6k || 99% Light Fluff, 1% Angst || Kim Taehyung || Isekai!AU, Slight Yandere!AU, Nine-Tailed Fox!Taehyung

You are a tutorial character.

But you weren’t always. You still remember being a career woman in the twenty-first century, struggling with overtime and paying bills while trying to keep yourself fed. The success of that ranged from month to month. But more importantly, you still remember that night too.

It was rainy. Your car blew a flat tire. You pulled to the side of the highway and got out.

The last thing that registered was the deafening honk of the semi-truck. 

Then you felt yourself flying upwards.

But when you landed, instead of colliding with the concrete and dying upon impact, you fell back onto your ass in the middle of a market on a dirt road. Transported back a thousand years ago.

Your purpose was fulfilled in the next two minutes. 

“Are you alright?”

The male protagonist had stretched out his hand and helped you up. The hero. The main character. It was obvious with his bright red hair, shining eyes and bronze armour. He was so starkly different from the rest who were gray and drab, including you who was suddenly in a brown shapeless dress. He was practically a neon billboard in the middle of a graveyard.

“Are you Y/N?”

You looked at him, befuddled that he knew your name. But before you could even respond or provide a line of dialogue, he said, “This is a delivery from Baker Jeon. He gives you his thanks.”

The protagonists handed you a loaf of bread. Undoubtedly his first ever quest. 

You looked down, not sure what to do with it.

“Do you know where the blacksmith is?”

You had absolutely no clue. But there was the deafening noise of hammering steel literally ten steps away. You would have to be blind not to see the gruff man shaping a sword at an anvil right on the road and deaf not to hear it. As if that wasn’t enough, the literal sign of the shop read: ‘the blacksmith’.

So you pointed.

“Thanks.” And he trudged off.

You were utterly confused until a background character who said they knew you waved you over. You shared your bread with her, brushed aside when she asked you what was wrong, and you followed her as she walked up to your supposed cottage.

All the while, you saw yourself in the background of the hero’s main quest as he ran through the town.

And that was that.

It wasn’t so hard to figure out where you were or what the hell this was when you put your mind to it. Without much of a job or a family, and no technology but the candle that you had to conserve when night fell, there was ample time.

So you spent it thinking and you eventually solved the mystery.

You were in Beast Boys Harem: A Forbidden Embrace. AKA. a dumb yaoi otome game app that you downloaded on your phone when you were sixteen and bored. You remember because you were too cheap to buy the routes, so you played the tutorial, prologue and read the summaries of the routes online. Now you regret that you didn’t just fork over the goddamn five dollars. 

Even more than that, you regret that you even downloaded the game in the first place.

But at least you’re just a tutorial character. You’re free from the storyline and the plot—

That’s what you thought.

Turns out living a thousand years in the past in a fantasy realm as a woman didn’t bode well. It was probably no different from how it would’ve been like in the medieval ages. You had no trade skills. No one was willing to accept you as an apprentice when you were a woman. You found that you were essentially illiterate with a reading level of a preschooler, no one was willing to teach you, and you had no power or wealth when you were without a father or a husband.

And you’re certain what the landlord and tax-collectors are doing is illegal.

But in this world, in this unjust realm, there is no such thing as the law.

“We know you’re in there!”

You jolt from the heavy pounding on the frail wooden door.

“It’s time to pay up!”

Your hands tremble as you set the candle down that’s still billowing of smoke, the flame smothered out mere seconds ago. As much as you want to hide and pull the blanket over your head, you know that door won’t last. They’ll find you if you’re trapped in here.

“If you can’t, spread those legs of yours!” a low voice spits and there’s chortling from the men.

Someone adds, “Sell your body already!” 

“Open up! Damn whore!”

Without a single possession but the white nightgown clad on your body, you open the latch of the back window. You cringe at the squeak, trying to keep your movements quiet before the door gives way.

You hoist yourself up onto the window ledge. The door bends with the strength of multiple clenched fists against it. Your feet touch the soft grass outside your cottage. The men shout.

And the door finally slams against the wall, hinges broken. 

But by then, you’ve slipped into the shadows.

“Where is she?!”

The blanket is ripped off the bed, curtains are whipped back, every drawer dumped onto the ground and cupboards yanked open. The floor shakes with the weight of their boots and you press your palm to your mouth to silence your panting breaths, slowly stepping away.

“That damn whore slipped through us—!”

But as your shitty luck would have it, a sudden crack has the whole world coming to a standstill.

Shit. You look down at your feet, realizing that the snapping noise came from you stepping on a twig. And it’s exposed your hiding place.

“There she is!” — “Out the back window!”

You grab fistfuls of your dress and bolt. 

“Get her!”

With your cottage on the edge of town, there’s nowhere to run but through the dense woods. It’s shrouded in the darkness, no doubt filled with wild beasts creeping through the thicket. The rustling canopy of the trees doesn’t allow the dim, waning moonlight to illuminate your path.

So you’re left blind. Struggling up the high incline of the forest, feet slipping on dirt and mud. But you keep sprinting with all your might, even when the pointed, coiling branches scrape at your calves until blood sheds and the hem of your dress tears in the underbrush.

“Run, little rabbit!” one of them mocks, “Run!”

The four men continue to give chase, gripping onto their roaring torches, shrieking and howling after you. One of them is manically laughing as if your efforts to flee only adds to the thrill. Their greased hands reach out to snatch you, but the tips of their fingers graze the ends of your hair.

Your teeth are sunk into the bottom of your lip, sobs breaking through your aching chest. Your lungs burn, dying for a break or moment of relief. But you don’t relent and luckily, you manage to build distance between you and the men. Only, that luck comes crashing down by a fucking hole.

A hole in the forest floor that you don’t see. That has your footing all wrong. That makes you scream and fall.

You twist your ankle in a direction it’s definitely not supposed to be in and cry from pain. 

A second later, you force yourself to get up and keep running with tears flooding your eyes and dripping down your cheeks. But it’s more like limping than running, akin to hobbling on one leg and every movement has pain shooting from your swelling ankle.

The effort becomes futile. They surround you within minutes.

“All finished?” The tax-collector’s head cocks with a spreading grin. “You’re not going to keep running?”

Why couldn’t you just fucking die the first time?! Even if it was an awful death where you didn’t have time to prepare yourself or say goodbye to anyone, at least it would’ve been the end. At least you wouldn’t have to suffer.

But there’s no time to grieve. Or hate the new life you’ve been given. This is it. You have to keep going. You have to survive. By any means. You’re about to pick up a branch and uselessly wave it around at them, shout at them to stand back. Anything that you could do to save yourself—

“Who dares come onto my mountain?!”

There’s a deep timbre behind you. A husky voice that quivers the very core of the forest.

As if the wind has swept through, the trees and thicket rustle and it goes silent.

The men fall back onto their asses, some torches clattering to the ground. Their eyes have grown double in size, nearly falling from their sockets and their jaws have dropped to the dirt.

“I-It’s the nine-tailed fox!”

The man scrambles back.

“Demon!” 

Another barely manages to get onto his feet. He turns around and lurches away while shrieking.

They all run. Scattering away as frantically as cockroaches when the light is flickered on.

From your spot on the ground, you turn around with wide eyes. 

Amber irises meet your gawking and they practically glow in the darkness of the forest. He is dressed in a loose, white robe that’s draped over his frame, open to the middle of his chest. And over his honey hair, on the top of his head, his pointed golden ears twitch. By the torch fire still yet to die out, he is illuminated and his shadow is casted on the ground. The blazing flame warms his cold, sharp features. 

He is the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen. In both worlds you’ve lived in.

And you know who he is.

Taehyung. One of the love interests of the hero. A seductive, sly creature that eventually coaxes the hero into selling him his soul to grant one of his wishes. But Taehyung grows to become an obsessed character that wants to do nothing but monopolize and possess the hero for himself.

That same Taehyung approaches you with his lip curled as you teeter to your feet.

“Run away, girl.” He leans close. “Before I eat you.”

“Stop!” 

On sheer instinct and adrenaline, you push him back. Your palm shoves against his firm chest.

Taehyung stumbles back with his eyes becoming rounded. He looks down to where you had made contact against his body. “Did...you just touch me?”

“What?”

Taehyung’s head darts upwards and he captures your wrist in his hand, squeezing tightly. He tugs you in and on your swollen ankle, you stumble into him. Bodies flush against one another. Your face pressed to his warm chest. His arm coming around your waist to break your fall.

He is aghast. 

“You’re not from this world.” Taehyung’s yellow eyes swirl as they gaze into you. “Where did you come from?”

…

It’s been three days.

“Wed me,” he begs for the seventy sixth time. 

You don’t know why you’re keeping a count.

“No.”

You’re hugging your knees for warmth. The rice paper-paneled doors are slid open and letting in the chilly air. He doesn’t seem to be affected by the cold, but you don’t look at him for long. 

You turn into the corner of his home while sitting on the tatami floors as if you’re putting yourself into time out. But you’d like to say it’s your privacy corner. It’s as private as this abode, which was basically one room, could get. 

Taehyung sighs in frustration, placing his hand on his forehead. His teeth grit. “You’re only making this harder for yourself.” Your silence angers him more. “You can never leave.”

You turn over your shoulder to glare. “Even if I married you, you’d never let me leave anyway.”

Taehyung narrows his eyes on you and then smirks. “You’re right. Wed or unwed, I won’t let you out of my sight. You should feel grateful, girl. You’re the best human I’ve ever treated.”

You quietly scoff.

Maybe you should feel scared. Maybe you should tread more lightly. After all, he’s not a character to be trifled with.

But you know he needs you. That alone gives you power. 

As a beast, Taehyung’s been trapped on this mountain by priests for centuries. The only way he can be free is by feeding off of sexual energy and breaking the barrier. But of course, they also cursed him to be unable to touch any woman in this universe. 

You aren’t from this universe.

You jolt when you realize that while you were lost in thought, Taehyung’s crawled closer. He has a foxy smile, amber eyes searching your expression. “Maybe….maybe I’ll grant you a bit of freedom if you would just give into the temptation and let me have a taste of you.”

As cold as he looks, he is beautiful. He is mischievous when he smirks and sly when he speaks. You are utterly spellbound as you look into his irises. And the temptation he speaks of flickers in the warmth of your belly.

But you turn away.

“I already said we only do that kind of thing after marriage. And I will only marry someone I love.”

Taehyung draws back with an unamused scoff. “What a prudish world you’re from.”

He wanted you the moment you were brought to this house. With the intensity of his stare and your captivated state, you had let him pin you to his floor and you liked it. But then clarity came and you blurted that such an act only happens after marriage. A lie just to buy time.

You didn’t expect for the hero to arrive at Taehyung’s house the next day. With his red hair and bronze armour, he had gotten lost in the forest and knocked on the door. Before you could limp over and answer it, Taehyung jumped off the roof and confronted him.

The guy was thrown off the mountain within five minutes.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. They were supposed to have a steamy rendezvous. Taehyung was supposed to get the sexual energy from him! 

The story was going off the rails. And you’re not sure what you’re even buying time for anymore.

The both of you know it’s only a matter of time before you break and succumb to his mesmerizing seduction.

Taehyung is cruel, ruthless, obsessive.

But what’s the most bewitching thing about him is the jarring contrast of when he’s clumsy and nurturing. It’s what he regards as his own weakness. What he hides from others. But you felt your heart waver two nights ago when you were shaken awake in the middle of twilight. When you peeked open your eye to see him gingerly wrapping your swollen ankle with bandages.

He looked beautiful in the pale moonlight, ears, tails, sharp features softened—

“Ow!” You wince as he squeezes your ankle, right on your injury.

“You think too much in your head,” he says and looks at you. “What’s wrong?”

“It hurts.”

A sadistic smile tugs on Taehyung’s lips. He lets go, but only to lift your chin with his fingers. His plush lips are inches away, his breath warm on your skin and he gazes deep into you. “I won’t let you return to your world. I won’t let you run away. I won’t let anyone harm you.”

“You’re mine now.” Taehyung swears, “You’ll fall in love with me eventually.”

You gulp and he smirks.

The two of you know it’s only a matter of time.

[lightvsdark18]

Twisted Wonderland (Book 6)

Translated by Otome Ayui, EN playthrough by Mewshi Q.

Why is it so bright?

Wait, no. We just dealt with an overblot! Why are we facing another one?!

She wakes up, fear and frustration clinging onto her heart.

Then her door opens to reveal Ace and Deuce. "Guys?" She sits up. "What are you doing here?"

"We overheard Riddle getting a call from Crowley about Grim attacking you." -Ace

"Is that true? Are you okay?" -Deuce

Her eyes start to tear up again. "No, I'm not okay."

The boys take her downstairs to the lounge to explain what happened when a knock is heard. Deuce opens the front door and finds Crowley standing, letting the headmage in.

Crowley tells her Grim has been captured and for her to retell him the events that transpired now that's she's a bit calmer.

She explains what she was doing, not mentioning Mickey, and finding Grim in the coliseum. She remembers he was eating something and spoke about a crystal.

"A crystal? Like the one he ate in the dwarf mines?" -Ace

Crowley describes and explains a blot crystal and the likely possiblity that's what he was eating. "But yet we had five overblots in this school."

"This is all speculation. It is worth to remember that while Grim can communicate with us, he's still a monster. Perhaps the violent he showed is his true self."

"No, he got violent when he was eating that crystal. He may have a short temper, but what I saw wasn't my Grim." My Grim...?

"I understand you're upset, but depending on how serious the situation is, he might not be able to stay in the school anymore. I need to think my students and their safety."

Ace asks if they could see him and the headmage tells them no, he's not risking another student getting hurt. He suggests the two to head back to their dorm and let him handle the situation, then wishes them a goodbye and leaves.

Alice feels defeated as Ace and Deuce try to comfort her, telling her everything will be okay and Grim will return to her soon.

Waking up in the morning, she doesn't feel like going to the festival and just wishes to stay in her room. Ace and Deuce, even the ghosts, demand she go out and have fun. The boys escort her around the festival, buying her food when she subconsciously thinks about Grim just to be reminded he's not with her. They tried to cheer her up, they really did.

Her friends invite her out to spend time together and Malleus even started visiting her in the daytime, asking her if she would like to company him at his dorm. She tries to smile and push down the feelings in her until Grim can come back and tease her for worrying about him.

Last week of February, Tuesday. (Four days without Grim)

Of course he lives with them and does household chores.

"Yes, even if I knew about his past, I would still vote for you guys."

"By doing what?

"Wait, what?"

"Wait, what?!"

Frowns. "You're not wrong..."

"Thank you, guys."

"Deuce, if the money will help your family, then help your family. You're not obligated to give it to me, to Ramshackle dorm."

Her eyes light up and smiles bright. "Thank you, everyone. I really appreciate your kindness."

Gets up from the couch and quickly checks the window to see people riding boards. She runs and falls to the floor at Rook's words. She looks over to the people who entered and removes herself from the battlefield in her lounge. She hides behind the wall in the guest room and yells in fear when magic burns the doorframe beside her.

The ceiling starts creaking and spilling debris on her head. She panics on what to do, glancing over a chair and deciding to pick it up and hit one of the three intruders with it. She is pushed aggressively away, but gets back up and hits another, breaking the chair and using a leg as a weapon.

She is slammed against the wall and hit with magic, growling to herself as her energy fades from her. She watches them grab Jamil and Vil, flying off towards the shattered window, then hears a familiar voice calling out.

She jumps up and stares out of the window. "Grim!!"

The first years jump into battle with the intruders. However, the intruders defeat them instantly and the first years faint onto the destroyed floor. She rush over to them as Grim yells her name.

She is lost, frozen in place, her mind blank as Rook and Kalim try to snap her out of it.

(It's been four fucking days since Vil's overblot. Give her a break before letting everything go to shit.)

"Crowley too?!" What the hell is going on?!

"The overblots."

Alice is trying to wrap her head around all of this information.

"Probably."

"Yeah, I wanted to protect the students in my dorm, but I failed to do so."

"Mademoiselle Star, you did what you could to protect them. You fought bravely."

"Hmm? You look healthy, Mr. Howl, but Katelynn, I can see you have some minor injuries. Come sit down, I'll treat your cuts."

"My whole dorm is destroyed..."

"Epel, don't beat yourself up over this."

"... Professor Crewel, is anything I can to do to help? I couldn't protect the students in my dorm and I wish to help in some way. Is there anything I can do for the school?"

"I understand you may feel frustrated with the outcome of what happened, but you should focus on recovering. Even though you're an adult, you're still a student and protecting my students is my top priority. Now go."

She didn't like that answer. She frowns and gets up to follow after the first years.

Sighs. "I don't know. The dorm could be still lived in, but it's too dangerous from how unstable it is now."

"Thank you, Epel."

"What? Rook, why are you going there?"

"... Are you serious?"

Stands in front of him. "Rook, you are the vice housewarden, you have responsibilities of taking care of your students and making sure they don't lose their heads while Vil is gone."

Grabs Epel's arm. "Hold on, no, you're not going to somewhere dangerous. If anyone should go, it should be me."

"But you don't have magic! I can help Rook with my magic!"

"But as the adult, I can't allow a child go and get themself killed!"

"Then go with me!"

"Huh?"

"If you're worried about me, then join me on finding Vil and the others!"

She pauses for a second. "... Okay, I'll go with you, just let me get ready."

Alice runs towards Ramshackle dorm and climbs the stairs to her room, reaching under her bed for the baseball bat. If she's going to a dangerous place, she's going to be prepared to fight.

She has the bat down the front of her shirt, kinda holding it to prevent it from falling while Epel flies.

"Epel! Careful!"

Alices hugs Epel for warmth.

"Thanks."

"I don't know I can promise anything, but I'll try." Maybe.

"Your stomach is a damn sea monster." She chuckles.

"Essential for a hunter?"

The name of your unique magic is even creepy.

Moves around in the outfit. "Damn, this uniform is nice, and comfy."

(I got sad at seeing my boys like that. They got freaking violated.)

"I would love to go back again."

The bat is down the back of her robe. The tight fit and belt keeps it secure.

Can't hit the armored guards. Falls dramatically on the floor.

... I'm surprised and not surprised it's underwater.

...

Her eyes flutter open and sit up, looking around at the underwear city, then at Idia. Hades...

Pinches the bridge of her nose at Rook talking about the skincare.

"Katelynn (Winter) has a baseball bat." -Ortho

"I have no magic, I needed something to protect myself with if something happened."

"You kinda destroyed my home and kidnapped my friends, so what else was I going to do? Stand around and stare at the wall."

She's amazed by the technology they have to make their own "outside."

"How far does it go down?" The answer gives her nervous.

Doesn't like that ominous statement.

"And the person who came to bring the subjects home." -Ortho

When they are waiting, Alice rests her elbows on the table and her chin on the back of her hands. "Welcome to your briefing."

Rook does the same thing. "We will be discussing the concept of beauty."

"And the concept of cuteness."

"Epel can be the example for the cuteness discussion."

"He's going to throw a chair at you for that."

Epel sits down and does the same pose. "He will dodge it if I did and tell Vil later."

They keep doing it until Alice and Epel look at each other and break out in laughter.

"Yeah, I felt like something was off."

(Magical girls)

"The tablet is off as well."

I am the clown.

"Boy, more and more you make me want to stay miles away from you."

"We need to find a way to get out here."

Places the bat on her back to help the staff member.

"Come on!" Alice is basically dragging the guy, trying to get him and her out of the blast range, but the dude wouldn't move.

Braces herself.

Huh? Why am I seeing this?

Hears Epel calling her name and opens her eyes to the two. "What happened?"

"What? Are they... in glass?"

Looks to Epel as he explains. "Is that..."

"I'm proud of you, Epel!"

Cerberus.

Pulls her bat out and fixes her robes, then heads down the hallway with the others.

(They just saved your skin and you call them monsters. How dare you.)

Walks into the office with the bat on her shoulder and a hand on her hip. "Sup, boys."

Alice takes the chance to look around while the group talks and notices Grim isn't there. "Where's Grim?"

"I don't know about that."

Ancient magic?

How many?!

"Don't die."

"Couldn't you said something less dark?" -Jamil

"Fine, let's kick some ass."

(I hate that sound.) Can't look over the edge without getting dizzy. She's terrified.

"F you. I may not have magic, but I'm not going to stand around and continue being useless. I don't care if I get hurt, I'm fighting beside you guys."

Alice looks angry as Vil lets out a deep breath and speaks as himself which makes her raise a brow, then becomes shocked at him asking for permission to hug and kiss them. She kinda freezes when his arms wrap around her and kiss her cheek, making her brain slowly process what just happened. Rook chuckles, "it seems like you left her speechless." She speaks up, "yeah, you did. I didn't expect that."

"My hunter, my poison apple-" Vil looks at her and smiles- "and my dear Kate."

"Yeah, but you saved my life with it though."

Big inhale of breath. "Here goes nothing."

"That's concerning."

She's dodging and running around the phantoms to give them big hits with her bat. Is trying to stay of the guys' way while they're shooting magic at the monsters.

"We're basically using him as a shield."

Shakes off the blot on the bat.

Got her hopes up, man.

Chuckles.

"....."

"Same here."

"Why are we talking about nail care?"

"But you got me curious though."

Slightly laughs at Epel freaking out at the story stopping when it just began.

"You kidnapped someone and placed them here?!"

"Oh shit."

"That's terrifying."

"I hope everyone else is doing okay."

Slightly glares at Vil for smacking her back. "That's not easy for me, Vil."

Her ears are hurting from the Titan's yelling and slamming.

"Over there! The light!"

Throws the bat to the floor and quickly helps holding the spear.

High fives Epel.

"Haha, I see the sea monster is back, Epel."

Places snacks and a first-aid kit under her robes.

She can't fight on the stairs.

"You just backhand complimented him."

"Wait, you were in a different dorm originally?"

"Didn't really attack."

She wants to say something, but decides not to.

"We have to stop the end of the world from happening."

"You were a part of another dorm."

(I like Vil immediately got mad at Epel's comment.)

"Wait, hold on, you have freckles?"

"Is that only thing you took from that?" -Vil

"No, it just I never saw freckles on his face, so are you hiding them with makeup or does the sun have to hit them just right?"

"What was that?"

"Where the hell is my cat?"

"Okay..."

"It's too quiet."

Everyone is looking at the destroyed box, Alice is looking around the room. "I don't see anything." She's on guard when walking behind Vil. At Rook's words, she turns and strikes the monster coming at her.

The phantom swings its arm and throws Alice against the cages, unable to get up immediately from pain. The boys freak out and Epel runs to her side as Vil and Rook finish off the phantom. Epel helps her up as the others quickly approach them and she tells them she's fine, but the hiss of pain tell them otherwise.

"Is it gone now?... I guess you guys are done for the day."

I wonder how I can help in the battle with the brothers. She leans back in the chair and rests her eyes.

"Why are there crystals everywhere?"

She jumps onto the chariot without thinking. Places the bat on her back.

Another overblot...

(Idia looks cool, I like the design.)

Holy shit! That's a big ass phantom!

Wait, what?

Well shit.

"Grim?!"

Time to smack some phantoms.

(Ortho yelling sounds like child Link.)

Epel pulls her back on the chariot.

Helps by holding the spear.

Stands the edge of the chariot, reaching her arms out to him. "Grim! Wake up!"

"... This voice... M-Mom, I..."

She sees Vil going after Idia and Grim and watches her vision quickly fade at hearing Rook calling out to Vil. Idia's memories replay in front of her, revealing his pain, hurting her heart as tears well up in her eyes. When the vision disappears and brings her back to her senses, she sees Idia, Grim and Vil sitting in the chariot with her.

Her heart sinks at the state Vil is in. He looks up to her and hands over Grim who is asleep. "He's more troublesome than he looks."

The chariot float down on the stairs and everyone exits. Alice is holding Grim and Rook is carrying Idia out as Vil carefully steps down. Idia is set against the wall and everyone wait for him to awake, Alice being the first person he sees.

(I actually thought Vil was being all accepting and confident despite being old now, I was respecting the man, but no, he was faking it.)

(headcanon: Azul princess carried Riddle out of the Chariot. Try to take it out of my cold dead hands.)

"Grim." Bounces her arms. "! He's not breathing!"

Shows him to Rook like a concerned parent. Following his instructions and hitting Grim's back with her palm.

"Grim! Wake up!" She's two seconds away from crying.

The relief at hearing him breathe and holds him in her arms like a baby.

At the call of her name, she hugs him close to herself. "You're okay!" Tears start to roll down her cheeks as he apologizes. "It's okay, my boy. No hard feelings."

"Yes, let's go back to Ramshackle dorm."

Deep, relief sigh.

"You're not getting off scott free."

Alice tears up at Vil sobbing.

(Jamil just got bodied.)

(Making a reason to "reward" him.)

"Grim, he was having a bad case of emotional whiplash."

Turns to see Malleus walking up to her. "Hey, Firefly. Thank you for returning Vil back to normal."

Has him spinning and moving her around to check for any injuries or aging while she balances Grim in her arms.

At hearing the main two, she immediately runs over. "Guys! Are you okay?"

Deuce bonks her on the head with his fist. "Hey!"

"Are you lecturing an adult?" Says it like a threatening teacher to try to scare them a little bit.

"Serious injuries? You don't know what's under this robe."

Alice's injuries: large bruise covering the back of the left shoulder, large burn on her right arm, three long scratches on her right thigh, and small bruises all over her body.

Grim jumps out of her arm to hug the boys.

Alice goes to the infirmary to get her wounds treated and have the pain on her left shoulder checked. She gets lectured by Crewel, but she states lecturing her isn't going to do anything for she doesn't care if it was reckless, the kidnapped students are back, aren't they?

She heads to Ramshackle to pack up a bag with Ace and Deuce's help, then enters Heartslabyul since the dorm brings her comfort.

She showers and crashes on Deuce's bed, curling up with Grim in her arms. When she wakes, she gets something to eat and checks up on Riddle. Spring break starts earlier than planned because of what happened. Crewel takes Grim and her with him on the break.

Once the break was over and returns back to the school, she asks the dorm leaders if she could stay at their dorm for one week each to see how the different dorms work. They agreed.

[Where they stayed]

At the end of Pomefiore week, she can finally return to her own dorm.

"Damn, they really revived it."

Jumps. "Hey guys! Good to see you three again."

(The dorm has different shades of dark blues instead of the green/beige.)

"You guys really went out to repair everything."

"My room looks nice AF."

Is disappointed at finding out the room hasn't really changed beside for the new bed, papered walls and cleaned reading chair.

The doorbell rings before she could answer Vil.

She's happy with her dorm and getting a strawberry tart, then gets jumpscared and has vibe ruined.

Idia!

And you're doing a terrible job managing it.

Ortho?!

"Yeah, sure, Grim."

"No, I'm going use it. Thank you."

Alice is still suspicious of Grim.

("Crowley is gone, let's party!")

Alice is feeling good, she's enjoying spending time with everyone and having a little small party.

She shares her room with Grim for the night. He's already asleep when she leaves the bathroom and sits down on the bed. The mirror lights up and hears a knock, then a voice. She approaches it to find Mickey.

"Yes, I did. He's sleeping right now."

"Could I see him?" She walks over to the bed and carefully picks up Grim to show him to Mickey, but the mouse can't see him.

She rests him down on the bed. "No, I can't see anything on your end."

Silver hair and mysterious eye color?

[Business] and [Magicless Overblot]

[obae-me]

The Demon Bros As Things My Friends and I Have Said

I’m trying to...get rid of some anxiety and just post some fun stuff other than my usual content, it’s three in the morning and this has been stuck in my head for a bit so here you go!

Warning! Some cursing and...regretful commentary

Lucifer: 

“You ingest enough caffeine capable of murdering a school full of Victorian children!” 

*nods at their words but takes a big swig of said caffeinated beverage anyway* “...Excellent.” 

Mammon: 

“Hi, welcome to Dumb Bitch Juice Inc. I’m the creator, provider, and marketer, what can I get for you today?”

“Hi, do you have any Bad Bitch Juice in stock?” 

“Sorry, we’re out...I drank it all.”

Levi: 

“Oh, I doubt you’d get it, it’s an otaku thing.” 

Probably Lucifer “What about New Tacos(otaku)?? Is that like your Ode To May(otome) stuff?” 

*Wheezes and visibly dies a little on the inside*

Satan: 

“So hear me out, if I were just a liiiittle bit more mentally unstable...I don’t think I would hesitate to kill someone...” 

“Yo, same.”

“Wait, no, it’s not okay for you to do it.”

Asmo: 

*watching a really dramatic scene with other people*

“God, I really just want to deepthroat a Rocket Pop right now...” 

*causes other people to choke on their drinks*

Beel:

“Should I get pasta or pizza for dinner tonight?”

“Get both.”

“What?? Both?? That’s a lot of--you know what? You’re right. Goodbye emotions, hello carbs.” 

Belphie: 

“Alright, it’s late, I should go to bed at a decent time since I have work tomorrow.”

“But...you don’t work till 3:30 in the afternoon?” 

“Yes, but if I don’t get my usual 14 hours of sleep I get angy, and I don’t like being angy it’s a lot of work.”

[otomes-world]

Love otome games but a lot don’t write for certain one like Hakuoki, Alice in the Country of Hearts, amnesia,brothers conflict and dandelions sadly but diabolical lovers is going good do you have a favorite guy?? And if I could ask what kind of yandere do u think each brother would be (ex manipulative, obsessive, possessive) ? Sorry this was so long 😅

Oh! I knew this ones! I started with brocon xd For otome games (which you mentioned) I prefer Alice, my favorite part is Joker. I don't know why, maybe because of lore or maybe I just liked idea that there was world where everyone existing. Also, I simply like Pierce, this cute mouse. I as anyone I think started from Blood, but after some time I was gravitating toward Peter and later Sydney. So, I think you can request this fandoms, except, maybe hakuoki and dendelion. I don't know characters so well compared to same amnesia and so on.

For, dia brothers.. I think Ayato would be possessive. He wasn't able to play freely 'cause of Cordelia, so I think he would like idea to 'have' something or someone only for himself.

Raito/Light in other side would be obsessive. He prefer to think that love=passion, so then mc would try to change his mind, he would be interested.

Reiji is manipulative. Should I really explain why?..

Shu... he's kinda tricky. I think he could be manipulative, but at the same time he would just ignore mc. He would not care much for suddenly appeared human. Just don't irritate him or show yourself in from of him and everything would be okay.

Kanato is manipulator. He's the most annoying to have around. You know Floid, right? Imagine him and double, triple it. If you would not lost your hearing or so much blood at the end of the day, you could already consider yourself as lucky.

Subaru.. I had liked him, but then I saw Mukami brothers and my sympathy said goodbye to him. If serious he could be both possesive and obsessive. Crysta was.. not very good mother, and I completely understand her. Her own brother had interesting hobbies. So, then mc show him even scratch of affection he would take it.

You didn't ask, but Ruki my god how i love his voice- is very intelligent, and very loyal too. I think he would be mix of all three.

Yuma's case similar to Subaru, I won't dig to deeply.

Azusa is masochistic, he thinks that pain=love. Sound similar too? Year, it's Raito's case.

Kou is star, idol. He already have everything he could ever ask, even if he's not he could always take it from fans. So, firstly I think he could have Raito's traits, however at the same time he would denied it and in the end would grow possesive too.

If you have any themes you'd like to chat I will be happy to answer! For sure I can say I don't know much about Nightshade, Steam prison, Code realize, MyssMess, Arcana famiglia, priore bashou.. -it's all that i remembered- mostly all old ones I know pretty well.

[haloshornsinkstains]

Kisses Under The Mistletoe with the Captain Squad pt1 (Headcanons)

Part one of two for the Haikyuu Captain Squad. I really enjoyed writing these, so if there are any other people you want to see mistletoe kisses for please let me know :). I might try writing some more for the Pretty Setters and maybe some BNHA or otome boys (and girls)

Kisses Under The Mistletoe feat. Daichi, Oikawa, Kuroo and Bokuto mostly gn reader, TW for mentions of alcohol, grumpy Iwa and Lev being a dork.

Daichi

- It’s all Suga’s fault, and maybe the wine (you’re not saying that Suga was drunk, but that bottle wasn’t half empty when you arrived and he was looking a little pink)

- You were at Asahi’s Christmas party, with everyone back in Miyagi for the holidays it was the perfect opportunity to reconnect with old High School friends, especially those who had left their hometown after graduation to pursue other opportunities, even a few of the former first years showed up.

- Daichi was weirdly nervous, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt until you grabbed his hands and squeezed them.

- “Dai, calm down. We’ve been dating for a year, I’ve already met most of your friends. One party won’t change anything.”

- “Just, they can get a bit… wild.”

- “I remember high school Dai. It’ll be fine.”

- It was fine, mostly, Nishinoya might have been a little over-excited to meet his old captains partner and nearly bowled you over with an enthusiastic hug, but you were happy to finally meet the members of his old team you’d only seen on the court and heard stories about.

- You really didn’t get what he was so worried about, at least until Suga got a little too into the wine and appeared behind the pair of you, brandishing mistletoe to raucous cheers and several shouts of “kiss!”.

- Daichi went an interesting shade of red, glancing around the room for an escape while you just watched him amused.

“- I can just kiss Suga instead?” You offered after a few moments, your lips quirking up in amusement (maybe Suga wasn’t the only one who got into the wine)

- “What!? No!” He frowned at you. “I’m just not used to doing this with an audience.”

- “Then we remember our first date very differently.”

- Asahi makes a strangled noise somewhere and Suga is giggling, waving the mistletoe about. Daichi sighs and learns forward, cupping your face between his palms and pressing his lips to yours as you wrap your arms around his neck. 

- The kiss is sweet, albeit a little short, and the cacophony of cheers and whistles around you make your cheeks flush, but you love it all the same.

- And if later in the night you plant a kiss on Suga’s cheek to embarrass him then it’s fully deserved.

Oikawa

- Anyone who tries to say that Oikawa didn’t set the whole mistletoe incident up himself is both a liar and a fool.

- He knows he’s been kind of neglecting you for volleyball lately, he feels bad about it (especially when you’ve been so understanding about the whole thing), it’s just that he needs to practice. To get better.

- But with Christmas coming up he has the perfect idea to make it up to you.

- He ropes Iwa into helping him set things up, it takes far more grovelling than Oikawa will ever admit to, but Iwaizumi eventually gives in. Mostly because he’s fond of you and does agree his friend needs to do something to make up for all the time he’s spent practicing.

- When the day comes for him to set his plan in motion you’re a little on edge. Oikawa has been bursting with nervous energy all week, disappearing for practice and barely remembering to say goodbye to you. So when you get a message from him telling you to meet him in the gym after classes you’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little worried.

- By the time you get there you’re half convinced he’s going to break up with you, so you take a moment to suck in a few deep breaths before you push the door open and make your way inside.

- Whatever you were expecting to see when you stepped inside, Tooru Oikawa standing bathed in the glow of soft string lights and holding a sprig of mistletoe was not it. You’re not complaining, even if the effect is dulled slightly by a scowling Iwaizumi leaning against the wall.

- “Tooru? What’s going on?”

- “I’m sorry I’ve been spending so much time on volleyball and not you.” His face fell for a moment before brightening up again as he waved the mistletoe in the air over his head. “So I’m making it up to you.”

- You roll your eyes as you walk towards him, smiling softly. “So dramatic Tooru.”

- His pout is ruined by the way he smiles as he catches you waist with his free arm and tugs you against his body, pressing his lips to yours in a kiss that somehow manages to be tooth-rottingly sweet and just the right amount of steamy at the same time.

- “Go do that somewhere else, you’re both disgusting.”

Kuroo

- Kuroo tries really hard to be slick about the whole thing. He has an image to keep up after all - the cool, collected, provocateur captain of the volleyball team. He can’t be caught acting like a smitten fool, and besides, he really enjoys seeing you flustered.

- So he has the whole thing planned in his head, he’s going to surprise you with mistletoe and a kiss and he’ll get to watch you blush and still get to kiss you afterwards. It’s foolproof.

- It is not, in fact, foolproof.

- Kuroo may have forgotten to account for his over-enthusiastic team and how excited they get when you turn up to watch them practice in his plan. He tries to intervene before anyone can ruin the surprise, with Yaku’s help, but letting Lev find out what he was up to was a disaster waiting to happen.

- “Oh! Y/N, did Kuroo tell you about the awesome surprise he has planned for you?”

- “No Lev, you don’t normally tell people about surprises.”

- “Oh, sorry! Ack-” (You’re a little worried for Lev’s kneecaps after Yaku grabs him and drags him away).

- By the time Kuroo gets over to you he’s rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly and trying not to pout. You almost take pity on him, almost. 

- “Should I pretend I didn’t hear that?” 

- Kuroo frowns. “Well you could kitten, but I know you better than that. And those idiots will never leave us alone.”

- He pulls the mistletoe from his jacket pocket, holding it up and bending to press a chaste kiss to your lips, ignoring the cheers from the team behind you.

- The surprise might have been ruined, but at least he still gets to enjoy your flustered reaction, eyes wide and cheeks a beautiful shade of pink. Kuroo thinks you’re gorgeous when you’re like this, embarrassment warring with the flash of desire in your eyes.

- When he pulls away you smile softly at him, following the path of his hand as he slips the mistletoe back into his pocket. When you meet his eyes again your lips have pulled into a smirk that he thinks you might have learned from him. “You can surprise me like that any time.”

- He nearly chokes on air, covering it with a cough as he nods and presses one last kiss to your forehead before turning back to his team to start practice.

- “20 extra laps Lev.”

Bokuto

- You’re walking towards the gym with him, planning to watch their practice so you can walk home together. Things have been really busy lately and you’ve missed being able to spend as much time together as you usually do.

- You’re nearly at the gym when you realise someone has tied mistletoe to one of the cherry trees people are fond of confessing under. It’s not where Bokuto confessed to you, but it’s close enough and the idea is sweet.

- You stop, tugging gently on his arm and pointing towards the tree.

- “Hey, hey? Uh… babe, why’re you pointing at the tree?”

- You can’t help but laugh at the confusion written on his face, but at least he doesn’t take your laughter to heart (Akaashi would kill you if you brought Emo-mode Bo to the gym).

- “It’s mistletoe Kou!”

- He glances at the tree, then back at you, blinking in confusion. “Okay?”

- “You’re supposed to kiss under it!”

- That catches his attention, strong arms wrap around you and his face is suddenly milimetres from yours, expression expectant and waiting for you to close the gap. Something you do happily, pressing your lips to his. 

- When you pull away he’s beaming happily, and full of energy. He gets super excited and lifts you up, carrying you into the gym with your legs wrapped around his waist to keep you from falling.

- “AKAAAASSSHHHIIIII!” He yells, grinning bright and happy at his friend. “Y/N kissed me!”

- “Yes Bokuto-san, you are dating. They do that a lot.” Akaashi sighs and you offer him an apologetic smile.

- “No! They kissed me under the mistletoe! It’s special.” He explains, nearly dropping you in his enthusiasm.

- “That’s very sweet Bokuto-san, but we need to practice.”

[sunaswife]

Marry Me. Ikemen Vampire

Yandere Isaac Newton X Fem! Reader

this is before he turns into a vampire and yes I play otome games lmao

Summary: Isaac just wants to marry the love of his life Okay? 🤧

Fun fact: before changing my @ to sunaswife I used to be isaacslittleapple

Warnings: Choking, Manipulation, professor and uni student relationships, sexism...uh thats it I think 🤔

“How much do you love me?” His voice was low and firm, “You know how much. I love you.... so much that I think of you when I wake up, when I sleep. And when I read a book....I wonder if you’ll like it...” you silently admitted to your professor, he loved the way your cheeks tinted and how you wore that soft smile.

You never expected to fall in love with a physics professor. But he admitted to having a bit of a crush on you because you were the only girl in the class and you happened to be the smartest. So you were now his precious assistant and pupil.

But you were also his secret lover.

In public he was so awkward and annoyed of people, but in private he was dominant and possessive. Also very manipulative but not in a charming way. You just couldn’t explain it.

He closed his book and neared your desk, you didn’t move and before you knew it he pinned you against the desk. You could feel his breath on your neck and you slightly shivered, only he could make you feel this way. “How much do you love me? I’d like to know, I think it’s only fair since I admitted my love to you.” Your face flushed as he took in your scent.

Your family worked in an apple orchard, he loved your smell. It was intoxicating.

“I love you so much that I want to lock you away in my basement and never let you see the light of day again because I worry you’ll find someone better and leave poor me behind..” he said in your ear and you gripped his shirt. Knowing Isaac for so long, and the more possessive he got with each passing day, you had a feeling he wasn’t lying.

“I would never leave you Isaac, I’ll stay through the good and the bad times, I will always be here for you. I gave you my word.” You replied and slowly moved your hands up behind his neck, he moved a bit back and he looked you in the eyes. “Why are you so good to me? I’ve done nothing but hurt you.”

He wasn’t lying.

But you knew that if you tried to leave he’d find you.

“But you love me right? I know you don’t mean it. But there are times where you’re so so good to me and I couldn’t be happier. Like that time you surprised me at the farm with my favorite flowers, or Valentine’s Day when you made me your favorite sandwich. I love those little moments with you. You’re not perfect, you don’t mean to hurt me.” You frowned. “Please don’t think like that because if you’re sad then I’m sad.” You told him and held his face in your hands.

“Do you truly accept my love? Do you accept all of me? The good and the ugly?” He asked almost desperatly and you nodded, even though you already answered him before he needed that reassurance and that satisfaction of knowing that you’re wrapped around his finger.

“Then marry me.” He said simply and rested his forehead on yours. Your eyes widened, you weren’t expecting this from him at all. Did he ask your father for permission? You couldn’t say yes unless you got your fathers blessing.

Your lack of excitement and answer worried him, do you not love him enough? Were you lying to him?

He doesn’t like liars.

“Did you ask my father?” You finally answered and he frowned, it wasn’t a yes that came out of your lips. “I’m asking for your hand not his.” He replied and you chuckled. “I know but you know how traditional my family is. I was just wondering.” You shrugged. “So do you accept or not?” He asked, he didn’t chuckle or find this funny in the slightest.

“I don’t think I’m ready for marriage yet, maybe in another year or so..” you admitted. “If we promise to wait a year for a wedding then I’ll be more than happy to accept Newton as my new last name.” You said softly and he chuckled.

His hands rested in your waist and he pulled you closer. “Love that’s too long for me. I’m resigning my title as professor to focus more on my independent researches. I’m leaving across the country and I can’t do that if you’re not with me.” He said, “But Isaac, my family is here, I’m still a University student, I’m not a physics genius like you and I wouldn’t be able to help you with your studies. What would I do?” You asked.

You didn’t want to leave your family and you wanted to finish university so you could create a public school in the next town for children who can’t afford to go to school.

“Sweetheart, your role is to play the perfect little housewife. Calm and obedient.” He answered simply, “but that’s not what I want, I want to graduate so I can open a small school for the—“

“-the children who can’t afford school.” He finished monotone with a roll of his eyes. You stayed silent as you looked at him annoyed and he smirked, “Well now I’m not asking. You made me wait long enough and I can’t wait any longer.” He said. You stood there shocked not fully understanding what he was saying.

“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting in order to touch you and take you?” He asked. “Isaac you know I don’t feel comfortable unless we’re married but I’m just not ready yet. I don’t want to settle down just—“ you gasped when he suddenly pushed you harder against the desk and his hand wrapped around your throat.

He’s choking you.

“Do you take me to be your lawfully wedded husband for the rest of your days?” He asked, your arms gripped his wrist. “Isaac stop, think rationally—ah!” You yelled as he squeezed harder. “I-I do, I do.” You said as your tears started streaming down. “Now repeat what I said to me.” He said as he slightly looses his grip. “I-Isaac, so you t-take m...me to be your lawfully wedded......w-wife?” You asked.

He smirked and let go, you coughed and took a deep breathe. When you finally look up at him he was still smirking. “I do.” He said and reached into his pocket. He took out two golden rings. One was a simple band and the other had a small diamond. He put the ring on your finger and he handed you his band, you shakily put it on his and he smiled so brightly.

It was unbelievably cute but you wished it was under different circumstances.

“Come on, help me clean the office. We leave in the morning.” He said and you stood there in shock.

Morning? Are you even going to have the chance to say goodbye to your family?

Oof debating if I should post part 2

This has been in my drafts since May!!! Wtf lmao thank you @aoi-turtle for pushing me to be more confident in my writing 🥺💖

[muwur]

haikyuu x otome: rules | masterlist | prologue

a/n: 2nd post to the hq x otome series! requests are open :) next up will be a ‘game end’ for oikawa so stay tuned ;) 

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“Hinata, is that you?!” 

The owner of the familiar mop of orange hair screeched to a stop on his bicycle. Turning around, Hinata’s chocolate eyes widened in pleasant surprise when they landed upon your approaching figure. He hopped off his bike with a smile, walked it onto the sidewalk, and nudged its kickstand with his foot. 

“Y/n! I haven’t seen you for a week!” he replied enthusiastically as he outstretched his arms, ready to envelope you in an inviting hug. You offered him a warm smile as you gently pressed into his chest instead, unable to wrap your arms around him because of the books occupying them.  

Separating, you asked, “Where are you headed? I just finished class for the day!”

“You did? Great! I’m heading out to see a friend and grab some lunch! Do you like steamed buns?”

“Um, yeah, they’re pretty good! Why?”

“You should come along. I’ll introduce you!” 

Feeling a sudden rush of bashfulness, you unconsciously rubbed your toes into the pavement. “I’d love to, but are you sure they won’t mind? I don’t want to intrude or anything--”

A short squeak from your throat cut you off as Hinata shoved a helmet onto your head and fastened its strap under your chin. “Nah, of course not! And you’ll need this helmet; safety first! Here, let me take your books,” he spoke animatedly, taking your books and putting them in his own pack. He slung it back onto his shoulders and mounted his bike, then looked at you expectantly.

Shifting the lopsided helmet on your head, you met his gaze with a confused look. “Um, is something wrong? And why am I wearing your helmet?”

Chuckling, he rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Nah, nothing’s wrong. C’mon, I’m late already and my friend’s impatient! We’re going to lunch!”

“Y-You want me to get on?”

“Yeah! Like, stand on the thingy that juts out of the wheel and hold onto my shoulders.”

“Isn’t that, uh, dangerous? Especially on the street?” You wanted to trust him. You really did.

With a hand over his heart, he vowed, “I, Shoyo Hinata, promise to keep y/n safe on our journey to The Bao House.” 

Despite your uneasiness, you found yourself perched on the rear end of his bicycle. It took another few moments for you to balance yourself and secure your grip around his shoulders. “Are you sure about this?” you asked him hesitantly, looking down again at your feet to make sure they were positioned well. 

He glanced back at you, smiling. “Of course! I do this all the time. You ready?”

Sighing, you shrugged. This wasn’t the worst decision you’ve made in your life before. “As I’ll ever be. Let’s go!” 

At your cue, he trudged forward slowly, the bike wobbling slightly as he adjusted to pedaling with an additional passenger in the back. 

“W-Woah, Hinata, c-careful..!” you yelped, leaning down to fasten your hold on your friend. 

“Don’t worry, I got you!” he exclaimed. Laughing, he began to speed down the bike lane. Despite the close calls from nearby cars and the occasional jostle from a small bump in the road, you remained relatively surprisingly steady. You risked raising your head up, taking in the sights you rushed past. 

“That’s where I practice volleyball!” he called out as a large, grey building passed on your right side. “They’ve got big courts and all sorts of other sports arenas inside! We’ve got a game starting in two weeks, actually!”

When you were finally able to get off the bike, your feet hurt from the pressure of the metal bars. You were relieved to be back on the ground, though, alive and uninjured. Taking off the helmet, you examined its unicorn and fairy stickers with amusement.

“Nice stickers,” you teased. He snatched the pink helmet from you, blushing, then fastened it to his bicycle.

“It’s supposed to be my little sister’s but it’s too big for her,” he grumbled. Waiting for Hinata to lock up his bike on a nearby rack, you then followed him inside the small restaurant. His eyes narrowed as he scanned the setting. 

“There!” he pointed. Your gaze followed his finger, settling on a person sitting at a booth in the corner. They were holding up a menu, leaving only their dark hair visible behind menu pictures of white, fluffy baos. Hinata eagerly bounded over to his friend, yelling “BAKAGEYAMAAA!” and causing the figure to jolt up in their seat. Angry at the surprise outburst, the dark haired boy stood up and whacked Hinata with the menu, and the two began to bicker. Only when he noticed you standing awkwardly in front of the two, as well as the weird looks from the other customers, did he stop, clear his throat, and slide back into his seat.

"Stop being an idiot and making me act out,” he snapped at Hinata, who looked at him in shock as he defended himself. 

“Your actions are your own doing!” Hinata retaliated. With a huff, he turned away from his friend and focused his attention back on you. Scratching the back of his head, he apologized. “I’m sorry about my friend.” He took a second to stick out his tongue at the boy. “This is Tobio Kageyama, but you can call him Bakageyama, or Yamayama, or--”

Blushing, Kageyama cut him off with a jab of his elbow.  “They get it,” he muttered, warning Hinata with a piercing glare. Then his eyes flickered towards you. Judging by the look he was giving you, you expected him to say something; yet only silence accompanied his intense blue gaze. Then, his lips started to twitch and his left eye crinkled slightly.

You were about to introduce yourself and save this boy from further embarrassment when Hinata began to snicker, poking Kageyama in the side. “Why’re you so awkward huh are you tryna smile just introduce yourself--”

‘So that twitching... Was him trying to smile?’

His blush deepened at Hinata’s taunts. Before he could lash back, however, you extended a hand and flashed him an upward curl of your lips. “I’m y/n, Hinata’s friend. He asked me to come, so I hope you don’t mind me being here. I’d like to get to know you more, Kageyama, it’s nice to meet you!” 

He paused to stare at your outstretched hand in surprise, blinking, then quickly shook it after he processed your introduction. “Ah, don’t worry, I don’t mind you being here. It’s nice to meet you, too, y/n.”

“Now we can all be friends~” Hinata rejoiced. “I call sitting next to y/n!” 

Throughout lunch, Kageyama seemed to relax more as you joked around with Hinata. Their friendship was cute, you thought, and you were glad to see him look comfortable in your presence. Maybe you were overthinking, but you also couldn’t help but notice the furtive glances he cast your way every so often. 

After you each split the bill, Kageyama checked the time on his phone. “I gotta go or else I’ll be late to class. I’ll see you both around.”

Once he gathered his belongings and stood up to leave, a more natural smile formed on his lips as he bid you goodbye. He was out the door in the next few seconds. A high-pitched ding caught your attention, and you looked over at Hinata, who was typing away on his phone with a smirk on his lips. 

“What?” you asked him when his brown eyes glittered at you with a hint of mischief. Then, you felt a vibration in the pocket of your jacket. Pulling out your phone, you saw a message from an unknown number.

‘Hey y/n. This is Kageyama. I forgot to ask you before I left so I asked Hinata for your number, yknow, for reference.’

‘Huh. He could’ve come back in real quick to ask. Then again, he was rushing to get to class, so...’

You glanced back up at your friend and raised an eyebrow at him. “Okay, you gave him my number. That’s totally fine, so why are you looking at me like that?”

He shrugged nonchalantly, his eyes avoiding your interrogating look. “Oh, no reason. Say, you want to come to our volleyball game in two weeks? Kageyama and I are actually on the same team! It’s 12PM Saturday at the place we passed by earlier. Be there or be square.”

Smiling, you rolled your eyes. “Oh, I’ll be there.” 

On the commute home, you suddenly remembered you haven’t responded to Kageyama. You whipped out your phone and typed out a reply.

‘Hey Kageyama! That’s totally fine. Btw, I’m coming to your game, I’ll c u there 😁’

You hit send, unable to make sense of the tingle you felt in your chest. You chose to shrug it off. Probably just excited to meet up with your new friends. 

However, another ding of your phone and your heart was set aflutter.

‘Oh, cool, I’ll see you then’

‘Glad Hinata made friends with someone who’s not as annoying as him’

You didn’t think you’d be messaging him well after you arrived home, nor did he think he would be texting you throughout his 2-hour lecture. Not that either of you minded, though. 

taglist: @thechaosoflonging​ (tysm for requesting <3 :) ! hope u enjoyed! didnt get a req for cont story w kags but i probs will do one anywa loolol)

[kumoriyami-xiuzhen]

Otomate Party 2019 Piofiore no Banshou: December 31, 1925 drama

So... I ended up translating this as a favour owed to someone who I got to borrow a switch from before I got my own. Haven’t actually played piofiore so I might have used different words for the chars as opposed to what’s  in the game (please tell me if you think something should be changed since I strive to match the game text). 

This is likely going to be the only piofiore translation i do since I found nothing aside from some of the stories that came from a store bonus booklet which ended up being translated and put in to copy-able text that I could read....  and I have no interest in going further out of my way to hurt my hand by writing out the text from any more dramas from a fandom I don’t really have any interest in... as I already did so for this. 

anyway, I translate from Chinese into English so this may not be 100% accurate. the video for this has now been moved to my private blog.

Piofiore no Banshou: December 31, 1925

Translation by KumoriYami

Nicola: no one's here yet, though this is definitely the agreed upon time. Well, it is New Year's Eve today. If no one comes after midnight, I'll just head back.

(door creaks open)

Gilbert: ~hums~ haha yo, nicola!

Nicola: Hello, that really was quite an entrance, Gilbert. Have you been drinking?

Gilbert: I haven't/No [check audio], I just recently met interesting man at a/the bar who dreams of going to the moon. It was incredible, like we weren't strangers at all.

(door creaks open)

Yang: What, surprisingly no on is here yet, and it seems that I'm early.

Gilbrt: Noo, you're totally late, late at the clock, Yang.

Yang: In any case you were also late, Redford

Nicola: Can you stop being late all the/every time?

Yang: As always, you have such a strong sense of time, Francesca. Are you really from this country?

Nicola: How rude. My family is of pure Italian descent, regardless of how far many generations back you go/regardless of how far back you go.

Gilbert: Ah, what happened to Dante? I don't see him.

Nicola: Ah, Dante, he was taken by our consultant.

Gilbert: Does that mean he'll be arriving late?

Nicola: Drinking to much— it'll cause a certain .... you understand?

Gilbert: That's true, although that hasn't been exaggerated/that's no exaggeration, the situation still hasn't reached that staged.

Yang: Ha......This is terrible. Why is it that on the last day of the year I must see a man's face/Why do I have to see a man's face until the end of the last day of the year?

Nicola: That's what I should be saying. Well, it was pretty nice to say hello to that child anyway.

Yang: As expected of Francesca, you're simply full of impure motives/bad ideas/have/are a collection of bad ideas.

Nicola: Yang [check audio might have written name down incorrectly], can you say that to me/do you have the right to say that to me?

Yang: I'll be taking that woman/That woman will brought back by me anyway so you should give up.

Gilbert: What are you saying, Yang. Also no one asked for your opinion.

Nicola: That's right, that child isn't yours.

Gilbert: Right, just as Nicola says, she's interested in me, so don't do anything unnecessary.

Nicola: That's right, she's Gilbert's— eh?

Gilbert: eh?

Nicola: Who do you think is interested in whom?

Gilbrt: Ahaha, don't make me repeat this since I'll feel embarrassed. She's already to go out on a date with me.

The two of us went to a gelato store overlooking the coast/sea...

Nicola: Isn't that just eating gelato in the same place? You can't be certain that she's interested in you.

Gilbert: Oh? What's wrong? Are you jealous/feeling bitter? Nicola.

(Yang’s VA starts walking away)

Nicola: For adults on a date to actually go to a gelato store [parlour] by the ocean, it's completely tasteless with zero sense of sentiment involved.

Yang: Hm...

Nicola: By the way, last week that child and I enjoyed an evening at a nice and stylish bar.

gilbert. Oh.

Yang: ah, there's a split end

Gilbert: Ha! Isn't that just inviting someone to a simple dinner?

I mean, she's also lived at my home.

Nicola: That was since she couldn't do anything about it after you begged her, and was only pressured into do so.

Right! Before that, she specifically made me some desserts as a consolation.

Giilbert: That wasn't just for you. It was for Dante and Leo.

nicola: keh

Yang: Ah, I don't know when a scratch got onto the pipe.

gilbert: [Anyway?] Yang! 

Yang!

Yang: What.

Gilbert: Why aren't you showing any interest in this?

Yang: Because it's extremely boring, and I can't help it.

Besides, even if you want to argue

Wouldn't it be hard for you both to compete with me, who has already slept in that woman's room?

Nicola: eh, eh, ha, eh—?

Yang: I slept there.

nicola: eh?

Yang: The bed in that room was so bad, it's not even worth mentioning.

Nicola: [you know that] Using force is a crime/Used force to commit a crime? Yang.

Gilbert: Ah, wai-wait, wait,  hold it, Nicola.

That guy literally broke into her room without permission and slept there, that's all!

Nicola: Even though that was an unsuccessful attempt, wouldn't it be better to send him off here? In order to ensure her safety.

Gilbert: No, why are you always so quick to anger /why do you have such a short temper becomes so low when Yang is involved

Yang: che, how boring. In the end though, what's wrong? A man who makes a woman wait isn't a man, is he?

Gilbert: No, no, she's not waiting for you.

Nicola: nn, she's waiting for me.

Gilbert: No, no, that's also not right.

Yang: It's a pity, but I'm still the one who makes that woman most happy.

Nicola: If you don't want to compete, why don't you go back? Gilbert?

Gilbert: Ngh... Really, why are you bothersome.

Of course my desire to touch her is no less than how much you want tooooooooo

Nicolata: Gilbert, what the hell are you trying/asserting—

Ah, you, since when were you over there?

Yang: I see, it's no wonder why someone's gaze could be felt from the start of this until now

Gilbert: No, if you noticed, say something earlier, Yang!

Yang: So when did you start eavesdropping?

Nicola: from the very beginning, everything....

Gilbert: ...if it's true, there's no way around it

Nicola: Eh, wait, Gilbert?

Gilbert: When I see you smile, my heart becomes heated.

I want to touch you, and to hold you, regardless of where

Of course, even now.

I sincerely mean this.

Although we're only friends right now, I truly would like to have a special relationship with you one day

From now on, I will ask that you please be aware of my feelings.

Nicola: hey, hey, wa-wait a moment, Gilbert, why are you suddenly talking about love?

Gilbert: Hm? What's so strange about that?

yang: I think the the development just now was a little strange. 

Gilbert: I didn't say these words as a joke.

I want to tell people what I truly feel, and to the woman I love -

nicola: I don't think those are words that can be excused/forgiven for such a reason. You see, she also—

Huh?

yang: ...You have a somewhat approving mood to this/You’re slightly receptive to this?

Gilbert: You see, a man needs to be honest, remember that well

Yang: Thanks for your guidance, so what will you be doing? Francesca.

Nicola: What's going on?/What?

Yang: Do you want Redford to enjoy himself? Why don't you say one or two passionate words of courtship?

Nicola: Aren't you clearing enjoying the excitement/this?

Gilbert: Hehe! Don't force it, Nicola. Even you aren't able to love in the way I do.

Yang: What, Francesca? Are you not going to say anything?

Nicola: When it comes to that, I naturally also have feelings I want to convey

I think I'm messing around with you to some extent, but aren’t you always messing around with me?

I shouldn't be taking this seriously, and I understand that from the bottom of my heart.

I'm in the Mafia, and you're an ordinary girl.

There are countless reasons I can list for why we can't be together

even so, this is a real headache/dilemma.

For the first time, whenever I'm in your presence, I can't do what I want.

I love you, signorina.

Gilbert: Oh. Eh. Th-Th-That reaction was quite intense, so.. what will you do? Between myself and Nicola, who do you want to choose?

Yang: there's no need to ask such a question, Redford. Because that woman is already mine/my thing from the start.

Nicola: But I don't think any girl would choose a savage man like Yang?

Yang: Whatever you say. Fine. I'll accept your provocation.

Oi, you, become my woman.

Gilbert: Why would you start with something so thoughtless...

Nicola: I'd doubt your common sense, though there never was any common sense in Yang's dictionary in the first place/though, in the first place, there never was any common sense in your dictionary, Yang [check audio].

Yang: Shut up, don't interrupt me.

I hate cheap women who grovel, and having said that, it goes without saying that women who show fear are also boring.

I'd kill women who bore me, so you should actually look forward to it/this.

Perhaps you'll be a good toy to stop me from being bored.

How is that? If you come to my side, you will have a taste of a whole new world.

Should I take you back now and show you what it's like?

Adult games, that kind of stuff—

Nicola: okay okay okay, stop there!

Gilbert: On top of that, we can't go further than that/that's not going to work

nicola?: eh?

Gilbert: Would you have already been stabbed if Orlok was here?

Nicola: He'd/It'd be very nice if he went home.

Yang: Hah... what a noisy bunch. I'd have immediately brought her back if i knew it'd be like this.

Sweet words are enough in bed—

Gilbert: That's enough, Yang.

Yang: What are you doing, let me go

Gilbert: Who's going  to let you go. As soon as I l do that, you'll say something stupid.

No, [instead,] we really shouldn't have met on New Year's Eve.

Nicola: In the end, there was simply no time to talk about work. Let's wait for a new opportunity to find time to do so later.

Gilbert: Ah, that's fine. Goodbye, Nicola. Alright, you're going back Yang!

Yang: There's no helping it then. I'll go back for today, but next year, I will make you mine/my thing [东西 is usually translated into "thing' or "stuff" in chinese... tho from what i’ve read, i kinda thing "toy" would work? might just leave it at  'mine'].

Gilbert: Ah, that's enough!

Nicola: okay okay, buon anno, have a good new year~

On this street [alt: district? check gameplay videos], we welcomed a peaceful day.

But as members of the mafia, a hated and loathed existence, this peace [of ours/now] will not last forever.

In a few moments the new year will be here. It will surely have trials that that haven't been thought of.

But, I will protect you until the very end.

(bell starts ringing)

Ah, it's here, the new year

1926, it's about to start—

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images cut from video of the 2020 otomate new title party tho this drama was originally from the 2019 otomate party... i think?

[emeraldtawny]

Dazai Osamu Character Analysis: How Human Is He?

Before I get into this, allow me to preface this with a disclaimer: I AM NO EXPERT IN ANY OF THE TOPICS I AM ABOUT TO DELVE INTO, THIS IS JUST WHAT I INTERPRET PERSONALLY. This is just a fan of the character rambling about him and his real-life counterpart for the sake of sharing the thoughts rattling around inside my brain. However, I will link all sources that I used at the end of this so you may wish to investigate further if what you read piques your interest.

Okay, so… Dazai Osamu. This man is as much of an enigma as he was in real life (which… makes sense). Whether Cybird did this on purpose for a gradual build-up to his route or because he just wasn’t as popular a character, who knows? (I like to believe the former just for hope’s sake gbsdukgdx). Because we know very little about him in-game, the majority of what I will be mentioning will relate back to IRL Dazai. If you know little or nothing of Dazai Osamu, please proceed with caution if discussions of substance abuse, depression and suicide upset or trigger you. Consider this your disclaimer. Now then, let’s dive in.

History of Dazai Osamu

Born in 1909 into a wealthy family as Tsushima Shūji, that didn’t ease his early life from burdens. His father was a politician and often spent long periods away from home. His mother was often sick so he was mostly cared for by his aunt and the family’s servants. His father died of lung cancer when Dazai was 13, but he seemed mostly unhindered by the death of his father and continued through schooling before being accepted into the literature department of Hirosaki University in 1927.

Things started taking a more outward effect on Dazai around this time, the linchpin likely being the death of his idol - author Ryūnosuke Akutagawa - who committed suicide. He started losing interest in his studies, investing more time into alcohol and prostitutes. He also experimented in Marxism, even joining the Japanese Communist Party. His first suicide attempt was in 1929 - right before his school exams - by an attempted sleeping pill overdose. This wasn’t enough to kill him so he subsequently survived. He graduated from Hirosaki the following year, then moved to Tokyo University in 1930. There, he met a prostitute that he ran away with, prompting him to be disowned by his family. 

His second attempt at suicide came that year - an attempted double suicide with a young woman he barely knew. They threw themselves into the ocean. Sadly, she died, and Dazai was rescued by a passing fishing boat. He was suspected in the woman’s death, but his family’s influence saved him. He then married the prostitute he ran away with.

It was after this that Dazai began networking with established writers and started publishing his own works, his pseudonym of Dazai Osamu being established with his short story ‘Ressha’ in 1933. In 1935, he attempted suicide for the third time by hanging, failing once again. That same year, he suffered from appendicitis and was admitted to hospital where he developed an addiction to a morphine-based painkiller. He was admitted to a mental institution in 1936 and was forced off of his drug addiction. When he was getting treated, his wife had an affair with his best friend. With their marriage deteriorating, both Dazai and his wife attempted a double suicide - Dazai’s fourth attempt. They both consumed sleeping pills in an attempted overdose. Both survived and Dazai divorced his wife after this.

The 1930s and 1940s were Dazai’s golden years literature-wise. He wrote many novels and short stories. When World War II rolled around, he escaped being drafted due to tuberculosis. He continued writing through the war period and met and then married his second wife in 1941. They had three children together.

The last years of Dazai’s life produced his most infamous works - ‘The Setting Sun’ and ‘No Longer Human’ - in 1947 and 1948 respectively. Around this time, Dazai met a woman who he left his wife and children for to take as a mistress. On June 13, 1948, Dazai and his mistress committed suicide by drowning in the Tamagawa Reservoir in Tokyo. In a cruelly ironic twist, their corpses were discovered on what would have been Dazai’s 39th birthday - his fifth attempt was the one that succeeded. An unfinished novelette eerily titled ‘Goodbye’ was left behind, many believing this as his last will.

Dazai’s works became a cult classic after his death, his undertones of nihilism in a postwar society greatly appealing to the masses. ‘No Longer Human’ became his most famous piece, eventually being translated into many languages and is among the most popular books in Japanese literature. He inspired different movies and anime (and otome) with the story of his life and the works he crafted from his experiences.

(All info in this section is derived from Source 1)

No Longer Human’s Effect

When you think Dazai Osamu, it’s not uncommon to immediately think of his novel ‘No Longer Human’. Whether you’ve read the book or not, worry not, as I will not be discussing any plots in the book; I will instead address the overarching themes and (the lack of) conclusion and message the novel leaves you with.

Many consider ‘No Longer Human’ - and many other of Dazai’s works - as semi-autobiographical, as he took many of his story’s ideas from his own personal experiences. This is illustrated through the way in which he wrote his stories; focusing on first-person perspectives to an excruciatingly analytical degree. This was and still is known as the “I-Genre” in Japan and became a staple for Dazai, the viewpoints and mindsets he wrote his characters in portrayed very vividly in a way that made you question how much of it is the character, and how much of what he wrote was the author’s own words and feelings to the world.

‘No Longer Human’ is not a happy story. It follows the story of a man through childhood, university and finally adulthood - the story written in three parts as notebooks to show his progression of age. Without spoiling the contents of the novel in case you wish to read it for yourself, the story focuses on an overarching question: is being a human the solution, or the problem in and of itself? Throughout the novel, it’s clear of how questioning the main character is of this, almost to the point of obsession and compulsion. However, his language always shows how unconvinced he is; a “mundane and dream-like writing, incessantly miming the words “I think … ,” “I am … ,” “I could … ,” “I should … .” Dazai’s characters are never quite convinced.” (Source 2).

The character Dazai portrays is relentless in his self-examination, which leads to his estrangement - not just from those around him, but to the very species he is meant to be a part of. Estrangement is common throughout the story and “It is this fundamentally unhuman feeling that, paradoxically, reveals to Dazai’s characters exactly how human they are.” (Source 2). The inner monologues and conversations can be unsettling if you find yourself relating, alien if you don’t, but ultimately leave you walking away from it questioning even an inkling of what you thought was innate and normal. 

‘No Longer Human’ is not a story designed to tie up all of the loose ends it produces. Dazai leaves it up to you - the reader - to interpret for yourself. The character is infuriatingly, yet ultimately in character, indecisive in how he wishes to perceive the world; “To be a nonentity strangely indifferent to all the accoutrements of human life and society, and yet strangely drawn to the unhuman world of sky, rain, sand, sea, this is where Dazai’s novel ultimately leads, and it’s at this point that it has to end.” (Source 2).

Depression and Nihilism

I mentioned earlier that Dazai was admitted to a mental institution. From the sources I found, I couldn’t find anything concrete about why he was admitted aside from battling his drug addiction. However, mental illness was prevalent in Dazai’s life and it’s widely believed depression was a large part of this. Few recounts of people who talked with Dazai recalled his dark, wry tone in his writings, yet found his humour witty and oftentimes exaggerated (hmmmm…). Since I found nothing credible for this discussion beyond this, I’m going to step away from psychology and instead have a look at philosophy, specifically Dazai’s philosophy on life.

Again, this is just assumptions. However, I find this more comfortable theorising about over sensitive topics like depression and mental health (plus, I find this incredibly interesting, personally). You could argue that Dazai believes in sophistry - the use of clever but false arguments, especially with the intention of deceiving - but I’m inclined to disagree simply because of how deep Dazai digs himself into his own deception; if he himself believes what he tells others, I think it’s a more deep-rooted philosophy than false arguments. I mentioned nihilism earlier and this is what I ultimately believe is the philosophy in how Dazai saw the world. What type of nihilism is the question.

Most people think nihilism and assume the whole “God is dead, I feel nothing” hypothetical; I know I used to always assume so. But, of course, it’s not as cut and dry as that (nothing is simple…). There are different types of nihilism, but I will only talk about the one I think applies to Dazai. Throughout his stories, despite the gloomy atmosphere, there’s usually a(n attempted) glimmer of hope - a snag in the character’s mindset that draws them back into their repeating thoughts of what they should and should not perceive and believe in. Because of this, cosmic nihilism (also called cosmic pessimism) can be eliminated - Dazai’s characters don’t renounce everything they feel and take meaning in as illusions to make existing easier, they’re slightly more lenient in believing what they perceive.

I offer the type of nihilism I believe Dazai’s mindset for writing - and subsequently his actual mindset - falls into: existential nihilism.

Existential nihilism operates on the premise that there is no inherent meaning or purpose; “existence itself–all action, suffering, and feeling–is ultimately senseless and empty.” (Source 3). While not denouncing beliefs like faith and love like cosmic nihilism, existential nihilism relies on values being created and sustained lest they risk falling into the mindset that there is no hope, the world is truly empty and there’s no point in existing in a world that doesn’t even try to give you a reason to hold on. Existential nihilists don’t believe that happiness doesn’t exist; they simply believe that “miseries vastly outnumber pleasures, happiness is impossible” (Source 3) and, therefore, are constantly at odds with themselves over striving for this impossible happiness or simply leaving it behind to find something else to root themselves to reality. Many of Dazai’s character’s internal conversations echo this philosophy; they either despair over being who they are, or they despair because they can’t be who they think they are. In a specific example, they feel estranged and uneasy about how they think - being what they deem “not human” - or they feel trapped and alone in believing that they can’t be who they think they are, so they’re forced to play a character - a facade - for their entire life so as not to be discovered.

Search up ‘Dazai Osamu quotes’ on Google and you’ll find a plethora to read that seem to portray this very idea. Constantly battling within himself over what he should believe, what he should feel and, ultimately, never voicing his pain to the world itself. These two screenshots from the game seem to mirror this sentiment. 

Soo… what does this mean for Ikemen Vampire Dazai?

… Who knows? I don’t work for Cybird so I couldn’t possibly tell you sorry :3. The PV for his route had heavy implications of atonement and death being the only true salvation, so I’m intrigued on what angle they’re going to tackle that from, since Dazai’s reasoning for being revived was “well, death wasn’t what I thought it would be lol”. (Unless it’s a red herring… who knows with this eccentric man gbdukgdfx).

So… yeah. I just wanted to ramble and with his route dropping in Japan before April is done, I thought it was a good time to just ramble into the Tumblr void. Please feel free to broach further conversations about this, correct me if I slipped up anywhere or to just say you’re excited for his route (because I know I am huehuehue). 

Sources can be found here (Source 1 | Source 2 | Source 3)

[tearsofthemis]

Tears of Themis : Chapter 1 “Social Snobbery” Part 5

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▌ Location- Commerce Avenue

MC: “Miss. Xue, is the restaurant entrance located in an alley?”

(As we approached the restaurant, Xue XinRang suddenly pulled me toward a side road.)

Xue XinRan: “You can call me XinRan. Grandpa Fang converted the first story of his home into the restaurant, so that’s why it’s not front-facing on Commerce Avenue.”

(I’m guessing it’s to be expected in the CBD area, but even the less frequented side roads are kept meticulously. The entranceway had a comforting atmosphere, as a light breeze picked up the delicate scent of camellias kept in flowerpots.)

Xue XinRan: “We’re almost there, it’s just around the corner. What do you think of the camellias, aren’t they pretty? Grandpa Fang planted them in memory of his late wife.”

MC: “I can see that Mr. Fang’s love for his wife has never wavered…”

MC: “...”

(After we rounded the bend, I stood still in place. We came face to face with someone who felt both familiar, yet foreign. He resided in every single one of my precious childhood memories, and yet, he had disappeared from my life eight years ago without a trace.)

MC: “Xia… Xia Yan!”

(He turned at the sound of my voice as his amber eyes widened in shock, recognition, and finally, lit up with joy.)

Xia Yan: “MC, is that you? It’s gotta be!”

(He ran toward me, and his bright smile instantly took me back to a sunny afternoon, eight years ago…)

[Flashback]

MC: “Xia Yan! How many times have I told you not to read while sitting on the window ledge, what if you fall?”

Xia Yan: “Sorry, I was lost in thought and ended up sitting here by habit.”

(The warm summer winds that rustled through the trees, and the birds that perched on its branches filled the skies with a lazy song. The colorful years of childhood melded away as our voices changed, but now, the memory only grew clearer in my mind…)

MC: “Are you thinking about your acceptance to Capital University? Mom called during lunchtime and leaked the news. She said you won’t be coming to school tomorrow.”

Xia Yan: “Yeah, I was accepted early to Capital University, I’ll move to the capital next week.”

MC: “You are absolutely incredible, to get accepted into the country’s top university in your sophomore year!”

▌ [Examine Xia Yan’s face]

Xia Yan: “Why are you staring at me so intensely…”

MC: “I can’t help but notice that you don’t look too happy, is your program major not to your liking?”

Xia Yan: “I don’t mind it, I’ll be studying bio-engineering. If my mom caught wind of the news, I think she’d be ecstatic. However… we’ve never been so far apart from each other. Will you… You have to work hard so you can get accepted and come to the capital to find me!”

MC: “There’s no way I’d apply to Capital University. I want to pursue my law degree, and everyone knows Stellis University’s law program is the best in the industry... The copies of Sherlock Holmes in your room, are you taking all of them with you?

Xia Yan: “Nah, I’ll leave it at your parents’ place. I'll leave you my bedroom key, you can borrow them whenever you like.”

MC: “Getting accepted to Capital University is such good news, I don’t understand why you and my parents were so tight-lipped about it.”

Xia Yan: “It’s because I asked them to keep it a secret. I didn’t know how to break it to you. All these years of me slumming it with your family, I’ve caused you guys a lot of trouble, so I-“

MC: “Hey hey, just because you’re going away for university, does that automatically demote us from family to strangers? God, I can’t believe you’d even say something so outrageous.”

Xia Yan: “W-wait! Don’t get upset, I misspoke.”

▌ [Examine Xia Yan’s key necklace]

MC: “Since you’re leaving anyways, can’t you tell me what’s in the box that’s opened with this key?”

Xia Yan: “Don’t you think it's more exciting to hang on to the suspense? When everything under the sun has been said and done, the story would have reached its ending.”

▌ [Examine Xia Yan’s book]

Xia Yan: “I’m the one who got accepted to university, so why do you seem happier than I am?”

MC: “Of course I’m happy. The top student of our grade is leaving, I can finally experience the joy of not being number two.”

Xia Yan: “That’s why you’re happy? You should’ve said so sooner, I would’ve let you have the spot…”

MC: “STOP! I don’t want you to let me have it!”

Xia Yan: “Ha, even if I tried my hardest to compete, once we get divided into streams, you’ll easily be the top student in liberal arts. I thought it’d a shame that we won’t be in the same classes, little did I know, you didn’t share the same sentiments…”

▌ [Examine the window]

MC: “Alright, alright, let’s liven up. Early acceptance is a happy occasion.”

Xia Yan: “Let’s promise to video call every day. That way, the distance might not be so bad after all.”

MC: “Okay, I promise.”

[Flashback ends]

(Our promise to each other lies in the past, so why does it feel like we’ve only said goodbye yesterday? It turns out, our childhood memories are ingrained in my heart, where a mere eight years apart would do little to erase it...)

Xia Yan: “I… I never thought I’d get to see you again. How have you been over the years?”

(I was about to ask him the same thing, looks like he beat me to it.)

MC: “I’ve been well, and you? I didn’t hear from you after you left for the capital. Meeting each other again like this is incredible… When mom, dad, and I tried to contact the university, they told us you were selected to participate in some secret experiment, so I...”

Xia Yan: “Y-yeah… It was a government project, so security was tight. I wasn’t allowed to interact with the outside world during the experiment, and the moment it ended, I came right back. I-”

MC: “You came back and didn’t even think to contact me. I’ll have you know, I never changed my phone number!”

Xia Yan: “It’s not that, I..”

(Xia Yan reached out and he tried to grab hold of my wrist. When we were little, this was his method of begging for forgiveness when I would jokingly pretend to be upset with him. But today…)

MC: “Xia Yan…”

(His hand paused midway, and he quickly pulled it behind his back.)

Xia Yan: “I didn’t mean to stay away for so long. Please forgive me?”

MC: “What forgiveness, I’m not actually mad at you, you know. I’m really really happy that I get to see you again!”

Xia Yan: “Really? Seeing me again makes you happy?”

(Perhaps my enthusiasm was contagious as Xia Yan’s body gradually relaxed again.)

MC: “Of course. Are you here to stay, or just visiting?”

Xia Yan: “...”

(Xia Yan flinched, but smiled at me once more.)

Xia Yan: “Would you like it if I stayed?”

MC: “What kind of wishful thinking is that. You’re already the government’s property, it’s not like you can stay just because I’d like you to.”

Xia Yan: “But I can! This time, I’ll listen to you.”

MC: “Alright, let’s not talk about that stuff. What exactly are you doing here? Are you…”

(My gaze wandered and settled on the Sherlock pendant Xia Yan wore, and it clicked in my mind.)

MC: “The private detective XinRan hired, it’s gotta be you!”

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《CREDIT》 Translator: @humi-and-co​ Editor: @hallowsivy​​ 《未定事件簿》Tears of Themis is a 2020 Chinese otome game by 米哈游Mihoyo. All original credits go to 米哈游Mihoyo.

《 VOICE ACTORS 》 Xia Yan | Jin Xian: https://weibo.com/riceranger Zuo Ran | Zhao Lu: https://weibo.com/mzhaolu Lu HaiYang | Zhang Pei: https://weibo.com/u/1937059462 Xue XinRan | V17-Su Wan: https://weibo.com/u/2925530143

[danicac07]

Title: A flower we saw that day

4. Flowerboys

("What is Jeon Wonwoo doing here? How did he know that I go to this University? Am I that too predictable?")

As you were thinking all of the possibilities, the girls in your organization and other courses were already at the window trying to find out who he'd be waiting and all you think the probability is... is he waiting for you? If your blockmates know that you knew him your peaceful life could be a disaster.

You still didn't go outside as you wait an opportunity for him to vanish. As you wait after fifteen minutes, suddenly your blockmates say something about him.

"Is he a model?"

"Who knows? I am more curious who is he waiting."

"Right? I think he is waiting for his girlfriend."

"How lucky..."

("Haha if they only knew he is single all this time they might build a fun club for him.") As you said it to yourself while eavesdropping and as if feels like he is not ever going to disappear anytime soon.

"Oh look! There is also another hot guy who is approaching him!"

("Wait what? So he wasn't waiting for me?") You barely assume things that you thought he was into you but you just assume. (Haha)

"Hey is that Vernon?" As she pointed out the guy that I bumped into the garden.

"No, way..." as you said to yourself this time it slipped out to your mouth.

"He's not waiting for his girlfriend?"

"I bet he is waiting on Vernon."

"Aww, are they on?"

"Impossible. Maybe they are friends?"

"You can't possibly say that..."

You were pondering everything that has happened until to this today.

"Yeah, they are definitely friends. Look closely!" They all look to the two of them. They were having this hand gestures, a fist bump that symbolize of a friendship.

"Oh... I bet we can talk to Vernon and know if that guy has a girlfriend."

"Yeah, let's!" And they all went outside the room as if nothing happened.

You were in haze now as if like yesterday you only met once a handsome guy like Jeon  Wonwoo and talked to him properly but you were totally wrong. ("How come that I already encountered these two guys? His name is Vernon huh? I thought I could still called him little Leonardo but not anymore. This is not right... it feels like I am in an otome game. This can't be happening... this will be only today.") You sigh and went out to the campus and decide to roam around the University.

You didn't know that your world is getting smaller as you met them day by day.

("Will I ecounter someone like them again? It feels like I'm on the other side of the world... could it be possibly mean I am in a parallel world? Ugh! I don't want to talk about it.") As you roam around, you heard a someone playing a beautiful music in the music room.

("Wait... it feels like I know what he is playing...")

You took a peek from the door and you can tell he is so passionate of what he is doing.

As you were giving a thought of what he is playing you.. just suddenly yelled-

"Ah! Smile Flower" you said as if you spot on what he is playing in the piano.

The guy who is playing the piano stopped and became cautious of you. He looked at you up and down and said:

"Who are you? How did you get in here? People don't just get in here so easily. This is a music room where only students of taking music and arts are available to enter." He said as if anytime soon he will grab a guitar near him to hit you.

"Ah, pardon for my intrusion. You see, I am roaming around the campus then by chance the guard is not in here so I went in and I heard you playing the piano and got curious because I knew  that I heard that piece somewhere before." You said honestly as if he was still suspecting you.

On the other hand, he is still not satisfied from what you have said and still get suspicious of you.

"I swear. Cross my heart."

"Then, how did you know that this piece I was playing is a smile flower?"

"Well... I met this guy in the café and he was humming it and I asked what song he was humming, that's when I knew that this song is a Smile Flower..."

The guy you were talking to ponder who is the person you met that humming the song he just created. He just knew it was one of his member that knows it and he asked you:

"How was it?

"Huh?"

"I-I mean how was the song?"

"Oh, the smile flower? It's really amazing work! I mean the lyrics and its meaning give an impact to me. I bet the composer is a real genius. It's like he can see through of what peoples thoughts and emotions were. It's overflowing. You see, the composer's name is vobo but I don't really know his real name it's like it his nickname. It's cute though that he can give himself a nickname and compose this magical song..." you said all you wanted to say to express the song and it feels like you were satisfied that he made that song (you were referring to vobo.)

"Ahh! Sorry I talked too much. I should better get going." As you were about to say goodbye you see his face is fluttering.

His ear were turning red as a tomato and as you think watched him, you knew he is so freaking adorable and you can't get enough of him!

As you talked to him, it seems like he didn't hear you at all due to his shyness so you snap him out into reality.

"Uhh, hello? I am going now. Bye." As you were about to walk out-

"Would you like to have a coffee with me?" He said bashfully as if he wants to know more something about you or maybe the song that you kept talking about...

"You see..." you were scratching the back of your head and you look into the floor then at him. You see his eyes as if he's pleading you to just say yes!

You sigh and said "Alright, but your treat okay?" And he agrees to it.

("Ohhhh! So cuteee")

Although he invited you to grab some coffee he is still wary of you but maybe that is the good charm of this guy. He can be cute and feisty at the same time.

WILL Y/N GETS THE PEACEFUL LIFE SHE WANTS IF SHE KEEPS ON BUMPING ON THESE GUYS? STAY TUNED!